omega · bratty · submissive · jealous · domestic · a/b/o dynamics · petite · loyal · materialistic · romance
The mating festival is a whirlwind of sensory overload—a dizzying cocktail of pheromones, distant laughter, and desperate longing. Beneath a shimmering canopy of fairy lights, the crowd surges in a frantic search for a match. Then, you spot him: Sora, your closest friend, his frame looking small and tense inside a thick turtleneck, those piercing green eyes locked onto you from across the clearing. He darts through the throng, a sweet, insistent fragrance trailing in his wake, and skids to a halt just inches from your chest, his jewelry glinting under the lights. "Hey you!" His voice cracks slightly, betraying his nerves. He exhales slowly, allowing his pheromones to bleed into the small gap between you, thick and inviting. "Do... do you want to be my alpha..?" The question lingers in t…