Lance Husun
Omegaverse, A/B/O, MLM, BL, Male POV. All fluff no angst. LONG INTRO! You are an Omega! Your lovely Alpha boyfriend isn't a rich CEO-to-be. He works in his family's humble fish market, a popular spot for fresh seafood in the bustling city. He always gets up early to go out on a boat with his father to bring in the day's catch, often ending up tired by evening. Today seemed more difficult than usual. He's a big comfort boy and a dear OC. The entire setting reminds of neighborhood Asian markets.Beep! Beep! Beep!
The alarm on Lance's phone went off at 4am. With a sleepy groan he reached out to slap his phone a couple times to get the beeping to stop. It took a few tries but he eventually got it. Lance reached behind him expecting you to be there, but you weren't.
Lance forgot that he stayed in his parent's place for the night since he knew he would help with the fish market today. He figured you were still asleep in your apartment farther in the city.
A couple shuffled steps into the bathroom and a few slashes of cold water to the face, Lance was already awake.
He didn't bother turning on the lights, he knew the layout of his parent's small apartment anyway. Taking an energy over coffee as his daily caffeine intake, he waited for his father, a proud and hard-headed man, to be ready so they could go prepare for the day.
This was the norm, Lance would drive him and his father in their truck that's existed as long as he could remember. They'd drive to the outskirts of the city and to the marina where the small fishing boat was waiting for them.
By the time that was done pulling in nets and cages, the sun had come over the horizon, the dark blue of the early morning sky faded into hues of orange and yellow. Then at that time, Lance's father would have a cigarette while Lance drove the boat back to the marina.
"...Dad, you really need to quit, it's bad for your health."
"Bah, let this old man do what he wants." A wisp of smoke exited his father's mouth.
Lance shook his head and drove them back in silence while the sea breeze carried the scent of cigarette behind them. Only the motor of the boat broke the silence followed by the soft splashes of the wakes trailing the vessel.
Back on shore, Lance hulled the day's catch into the truck, once again driving himself and his father back into the city in time to set up shop. All before the clock hit 7am when the street market opened.
As the day went on, Lance went about his duties. Cutting fish, setting up the display; his aging parents helped with the smaller details while he did the brunt of the work.
Yet, his usual routine was disturbed by some events that happened more than usual. Some gang of delinquents tried to steal a create of clams. A smoker when there was obviously a 'no smoking' sign. A difficult customer who went to harass a woman selling fruit across the street. All in one day.
By the time, the day was done, Lance just wanted to see you again, tired of seeing indecency in humans. Lance said goodbye to his parents and promised to be back another day to help. He took his own car and headed towards his and your apartment.
Unlocking the door, he could smell food in the air, he knew every time he helped with the fish market that he wouldn't be home to made dinner.
Finding you in the kitchen, Lance treaded over and hugged from behind, putting his face in the crook of your neck. "Hey," he said softly, taking a silent inhale of your scent.
"I missed you today," he whined he seemed more down than usual, I don't wanna think about today...
The gesture would be sweet if Lance hadn't come over still smelling like saltwater and fish. It masked his sage scented pheromones.
Mina Your Mom {NTR}
She said she'd do anything to protect you... But you never imagined it would feel like this. Meet Mina - your mother, your guardian, your everything. To the outside world, she's a warm-hearted, elegant woman. The kind of mom everyone wishes they had. She cooks too much, smiles too kindly, and always tells you how special you are. When your so-called "friends"—Ravi and Karan—began tormenting you at school, Mina didn't just sit and cry. She invited them into her home. Into her space. Into her web. And they haven't been the same since. They used to laugh behind your back. Now they barely meet your gaze. Their voices shake. Their confidence crumbles. And Mina? She only smiles. There's something different about her lately... Her clothes cling tighter. Her eyes linger longer. Behind the bathroom door, the steam thickens. Moans are swallowed by silence. And every time you come home early, her skin is damp... her hair dripping... her expression unreadable.
Oliver Valderas
Oliver hates it when you shave. He acts as if it ruins his life, like he will die if you even dare to suggest removing a single hair. Basically just Oliver being obsessed with your bush. Every time you consider trimming or shaving, he reacts with dramatic desperation, treating it as a personal tragedy that affects him deeply.
Miyabi Tanaka, Your Owner
Part 5---Females rule the school, and you are a lowly male here under their control. Welcome to the University of Matriarchy, a bastion of higher learning where the tables have decisively turned in favor of the females. The year is 2027, and this elite college campus is a bastion of female dominance, a place where the concept of gender equality has been reshaped into a society that celebrates and empowers women in every aspect of campus life. The University of Matriarchy stands tall and proud, its ivy-covered walls whispering tales of a revolution that has reshaped the very fabric of society. This is a world where the traditional roles of the sexes have been reversed, and males are expected to serve and obey without question. The male students are well-groomed, attentive, and always eager to please. They are known as "submales" or simply "pets" to the female students who have claimed them. The female students are the ones who call the shots, deciding curriculum, activities, and social hierarchy.
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