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The lights and music blared around them as Cass practically vibrated against him. She squeezed his arm once before abandoning him for the dance floor below.She loved dancing and would always drag her brothers with her. Her preferred Victim was Dick of course, since Dick actually enjoyed dancing too, but Jason was the victim of choice this evening.Jason observed the club around and searched for a glimpse of his sister below when Cass suddenly reappeared at his side.“Bored already?”She didn't look it. Her dark eyes were bright, cheeks flushed and hair already messed. “Jay help me.” She grinned at him.“Help you?”“Need wingman.”Jason tilted his head, confused, so she spun him back around to face the dancefloor and pointed.There were two women dancing together. The first was blonde with her hair in a high ponytail, whipping about and bouncing as she moved and a purple wrap dress clinging to generous curves before ending above the knee. The other appeared to have raven hair that kept catching and reflecting the lights of the club. She was slender like Cass, her red shift dress looser than her companions but still short revealing long legs.“Purple or Red?”“Purple. You distract red.”Jason sighed and followed her down. He usually went along with the schemes of his siblings but personally preferred quieter bars to loud dance floors if he wanted a hookup. He also preferred male betas.Jason's bulk and Cass's pure skill had them navigating through the dance floor to the targets quickly. The scents of the crowd made it hard to confirm for sure, but Jason figured the two were omegas.His alpha sister was either about to strike out hard or strike gold. Cass could be shy, but dancing brought up her confidence and comfort levels. Plus she had him, if she struck out he'd still dance with her till she was ready to leave.There was a press of bodies around the two but they seemed mostly focused on each other. Red was turning away from a large male figure and pressing back into Purple when Cass made her move. She stepped behind and caught Purple before immediately moving into a rhythm.Jason took his place opposite of her pushing the crowd back as he assessed how to join.Seemed luck was on Cass's side, Purple had already wrapped around her in a far more intimate dance.Which meant Red stumbled as she was pushed back by Purple.Jason caught her before she went careening in the crowd and pulled her into a gentle swaying dance. Far less risqué than whatever Cass was doing to Purple over there.Red looked up at him with almond shaped blue eyes. He could catch a hint of sweet omega perfume.“Lucky catch or you with that alpha stealing my friend?” The words were hard to hear over the pounding music so Jason mostly had to read her lips. Plush and pink lips that were slightly pouting.Jason leaned forward to answer in her ear. “Both, but that is my sister.” He pulled back with a grin. He could smell her better now, she was sweet but not overpowering. It was pleasant.She blinked up at him for a few moments before smirking and pushing herself up against him quickly establishing a rhythm with the music.Jason grabbed her hips, enjoying the way his hands spanned her frame. Cass and Purple were nearly indecent, but Red led the movements and stayed somewhat appropriate. Jason still felt himself hardening as the lithe body pressed and grinded against him.They enjoyed their respective moments through a song or so before the crowd swelled with excitement at a beat change and pressed them all together.Now with the omegas fully trapped between them Cass finally looked up at him again. She winked and he rolled his eyes. That meant she was about to… and yup there she dragged Purple off.“Hey Steph!” Red yelled after them. But the two were giggling and wrapped in each other as they vacated the floor.“Did she steal your date or just your ride home?”Red pouted up at him. “Ride home. And thanks but no thanks before you offer. I don't get in strangers' cars.”Jason laughed as they pulled off the floor together towards the quieter booth area.“Actually I rode a bike.” He grinned. “Name’s Jason.”“Tt.. Tia” she finally responded, a bit hesitant.Jason didn't mind if she was lying or just still uncertain of him. “So how far is your friend going to leave you?”“She'll drop me in a second for a hot chick on a normal day. But a hot alpha after the week we had? I'll be lucky if she even remembers she came with me.”Jason laughed again. “Cass probably won't leave the premises with her. She loves dragging us out here but she doesn't like losing track of us.”A waiter walked by and Jason ordered a drink, inviting the young woman to order whatever she wanted as well.Dialogue between them rolled easier than Jason expected. He offered to take her back out on the floor but she admitted her feet hurt. After that the conversation barely hesitated.He learned she was a recent college graduate back in town for some family business. She'd majored in business at her family's request but minored in fine arts because she had a passion for photography.He told her his recent woes of job searching with a literary degree. His dad had encouraged him to go for what he wanted but now it was like he was being forced into the family business anyway. So he shared his passion projects of helping the smaller libraries and setting up tutoring for kids who didn't have easy access to it.She told him about her childhood growing up in various places and how certain cultures treated omegas so vastly different, which got him going about his thesis on Omegean representation in historical literature vs Contemporary...They were passionately debating the topic when like a brick to the head Jason realized this was turning into his perfect date.She was mid rant still when he reached out and pulled her into a kiss. She responded immediately but didn't give him an inch. She was as passionate of a kisser as she was a debater.Jason pulled her onto his lap before remembering they were in public. No one was paying much attention to them and they were probably others doing worse, but he wasn't in the mood to get the girl splattered across the front page just for being with a Wayne heir. Hell, he hadn't even told her his last name.“Come on, let's step outside for some air.”He grasped her small hand in his and tugged her along.It was much cooler and quieter outside as Jason headed to the garage his bike was parked in.He felt a quick moment of panic that he'd made this awkward, when she jumped up at him, landing in his arms again. He flowed with her movements, gently seating himself on his bike, careful to not overbalance it. Her legs were wrapped around his, leaving her dress hiked up and exposing the sides of lacy red panties. Jason's hands roamed over the silky fabric of the dress, and he found she wasn't wearing a bra.He groaned as she writhed against him and gave his trapped length plenty of friction. He could feel the precum building wetness as they grasped at each other, frenzied for contact.The orgasm hit him unexpectedly when she, possibly accidentally, bit his throat gland, stimulating a wave of alpha pheromones. His knees buckled slightly and more of his weight pressed against his bike. “Oh fuck…” he gapsed as he tried to catch his breath.She whined against him, eyes glazed, obviously high on the pheromones he'd just released but still wanting.Jason flipped them around so she was seated on the bike and reached under the dress. She gasped as he adjusted her. She had an omega cock tucked tightly downwards preventing her from the same gratifying stimulation. Jason ripped the panties down, wrapped his hand around the omega and stroked. A loud moan coursed between them.He had no opportunity to build a rhythm before she seized and slacked against him.They panted together for a few moments.“Still against that ride?” he asked along her jaw.She pushed sweat streaked hair from her face, giving him a grin while attempting to straighten up the dress. “I think I'll take it after all.”~Jason woke up the next morning to his phone going off. That particularly annoying ringtone was Bruce's, so he silenced and rolled back over.He'd taken the sweet omega home after exchanging numbers; both citing morning activities.Bruce's ringtone played out again. Jason ignored it. Then Dick’s ringtone began.He silenced that too before opening up his messages.Cass had confirmed she too got home okay. Bruce had reminded him of their lunch today. Some random memes from Dick he didn't feel like trying to interpret at the moment. Then Bruce again, asking where he was. He still had nearly an hour before the luncheon. Bruce was ridiculous.Jason rolled out of bed, declining Bruce's next call on instinct. He'd barely come out of the bathroom when Alfred called. He answered immediately. “Hey Alfie. What's up? I'll be there on time, getting ready now.”“Morning Master Jason. The luncheon guests arrived early and sent your father into a bit of a tizzy. If you could speed up your timeline, I'd appreciate not having to haul him to the clinic.”“That bad huh?”Alfred paused and Jason could hear Bruce complaining in the background.“I think there are some unexpected complications.”Jason huffed slightly but sped up. “I'll be there in a moment Alf.”Omega interviews were commonplace in the Wayne household especially since Damian turned of age a few years ago. Today was just another typical high society match meet. The siblings generally all came to support each other but Dick was a beta and while Cass and Jason both were alphas, they weren't generally seen as the ‘right lineage’ to others. Damian received the brunt of the offers and he certainly didn't appreciate the attention.Maybe Damian finally snapped at his Dad, but Jason was generally known to add fuel to the fire, not calm it.A short bike ride later had Jason walking in the front door of the manor. Alfred appeared to greet him. “They are in the green parlor waiting for you.”Jason raised an eyebrow but knew to not question Alfred. Dick was standing in the hallway, his eyes lighting up after landing on him. “Anything to share with the class little wing?”Jason opened his mouth to retort when the parlor door opened and Damian strolled out. He was actually smiling. Jason stopped in shock. Smiling Damian was the most concerning aspect. He looked from Damian to Dick in concern before a call from Bruce inside the room beckoned him.“There you are, son. Now let's discuss this further.”Jason recognized the scent but not the other person immediately. There was a small omega man seated across from Bruce. Everything about him screamed upper class wealth. His suit fit perfectly, his hair was brushed smartly back, and he was poised on the couch with proper posture.Icy almond met his teal eyes head on and the remembrance of heat quickly washed away any lingering shock.The crystalline eyes held his for a few more moments before glancing at Jason's neck. Jason felt his face heat at the hickey he hadn't bothered to cover.But neither had his companion. He felt the grin slip onto his face at seeing the other’s scruffed neck. Their scents were still mingled strongly around each other; so strong Jason had to wonder if the other man had even bothered to shower.He slipped in beside the omega on the couch and pressed a kiss to his temple. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Bruce's face twitch.He'd heard all about the omega’s feelings on forced/arranged matings last night. He wondered how much chaos he’d missed.“You look great sweetheart.” He enjoyed Bruce's face spasming, before lowering his voice to a private whisper. “Let's give them hell.”
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When Steph had presented the idea of going out dancing, Tim had initially refused. His parents had been after him to attend some serious courting dates and he couldn't be seen partying around. His best friend had rolled her eyes and produced a dress that had Tim immediately changing his mind. The color was his favorite and the silky texture made him feel invincible.Steph helped him complete his makeup and hair while he dutifully let her complain about med school.Overall Tim loved going out with Steph. She was a bombshell but they had each other's back wherever they went.When the pretty alpha had sidled up to her, he waited for the signal before allowing himself to be pushed away. Tim did not mean to stumble though and was pleasantly surprised at the alpha who caught him.The evening had been filled with people putting their hands on him like he owed them something, grabbing and pawing at him till he was ready to throw his shoes.This alpha had a gentle grip, catching him by the wrist and then allowing Tim to set the pace. Tim even tempted him a bit on purpose, feeling the alpha harden when he grinded back but the alpha never pushed further or acted like he was owed.Once officially abandoned by Steph, Tim found he was comfortable in the conversation with Jason. He knew he shouldn't have provided a fake name, but why bother explaining he wasn't exactly as he appeared to someone he'd never meet again?That was until they started talking. Tim had been paid a lot of lip service agreement over the years due to his own privilege of wealth but Jason wasn't just agreeing. He knew his stuff and would build on Tim's debate points. Tim genuinely believed that Jason was an advocate of omega rights, he understood the farce of planned matings, and the fight that they were all in to change things for the better.The kiss was unexpected but not unwelcome and Tim's head immediately spun. He felt heated and crazed as Jason navigated them out of the club. Tim didn't even spare a thought for his safety; he'd never felt safer.Jason's scent surrounded him once he jumped in his arms. Tim wanted to roll and coat himself in it. He already wanted a second round in Jason's bed with that scent covering him completely. He nuzzled and kissed and sucked around Jason's neck, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through him. He didn't exactly mean to bite the gland but Jason was overwhelming to all sense of logic.The pheromones immediately had Tim blanking on every thought except sex. He had no opportunity to worry when Jason flipped them around and reached down.Tim's instincts had chosen correctly though; there was no hesitation in Jason's movement. Tim was coming in a gasp before he fully processed his torn panties.As much as he wanted to be in Jason's sheets immediately, the post nut clarity told him he needed to calm the hell down.He stored his contact name in Jason's phone as Tim though. Jason smiled when he saw it, and gave Tim a searing kiss at his doorstep. Oh, how that made Tim reconsider his mature decision of letting them have some breathing room. He wanted so much more already.If Jason had pushed Tim knew he would have caved without complaint. Jason didn't though. He gave Tim's hand a last squeeze and waited while Tim locked the door before returning to his bike.~Tim still felt exuberant when his alarm went off the next day until he remembered the agenda. His parents had insisted on this match meeting.Damian Wayne was at least 3 years his junior and still in college. Not exactly what Tim was looking for, but his parents were so excited. They said Damian was also a business major with a minor in fine arts just like Tim! Damian's maternal line comes from abroad while his father was from Gotham's founding fathers just like Tim!His mom was just so tickled at having found such a good alpha match he didn't have the heart to push back.Plus its not like these things were always awful. The match meeting with Lex Luthor's son had given Tim one of his best friends. They'd actually dated a bit in college before Tim realized his mom thought they were a lot more serious than they felt. He broke it off just to not lead her on anymore.Well he was pretty sure his latest interest wouldn't make his mom happy, but he felt more of a connection with Jason than anyone before. Hopefully a bit of serious dating would help ease the disappointment of Tim outright rejecting the Waynes.Looking himself over in the mirror he wondered if it'd just be easier if the Waynes rejected him?Surely then his mom would look more sympathetic at the situation.He'd have to draw the perfect balance of being completely appropriate and absolutely undesirable.Tim decided showing up early was a good bet to strike that balance. He dressed impeccably but didn't bother to hide the indiscretion of his neck and scent. Jason's marks were not overtly graphic; he just looked a bit scruffed. If it wasn't for the scent combo, one would have to admit it could have been a skin flare up.~The butler that answered the door was a contradiction of emotions. Outwardly he showed no signs but his scent tinged on annoyed at first answering the door but then smoothed into a gentle confusion and worry?Tim didn't see that initially as odd. He was early so the butler may think something amiss.“Tim Drake, here to see Mr Bruce Wayne.” He announced. If Bruce threw him out before he even had to meet Damian all the better.“Of course sir, right this way.”Tim was thrown a bit by the muted scents around him. There was a familiar undercurrent he couldn't quite place. Walking down the hall he observed the family pictures hanging until one had him tripping over his own feet.It was a picture of Damian, Tim recognized. The young alpha was wearing a graduation gown, the famed Dick Grayson on one side and Tim's mystery paramour Jason on the other side, arm wrapped around his younger brother.Alfred hadn't paused and was now holding a door open. Tim hurried inside to hopefully collect his thoughts before the others joined.“Please make yourself comfortable. I shall fetch Master Bruce.”Tim's head spun. The scent undercurrent was the pack scent from Jason last night. There were more pictures in the room, including a large family portrait above the mantle.Tim stared at Jason's twinkling teal eyes. Taller than his brothers, and about the same height as his father.The father that Jason had complained lovingly about last night, who both supported and controlled him. Oh man, Tim knew so much about the exact dynamic he saw in the photos around him.Dick was always smiling, arms usually wrapped around a sibling or two. Jason was mostly smiling but Tim could see the strain in some shots. Damian mostly glared, grouchy little brother that Jason still loved. Tim also saw the other alpha from last night, Cass, frequently included. All smiles seemed to soften when their sister was present and one of the few with Bruce included was with her.Overall Tim knew that Alfred had placed him in the intimate family parlor, not an unused guest one. He must have recognized the scent clinging to Tim and made assumptions.Would they all think this was premeditated? That Tim and Jason had been sneaking around, and now this meet was to make an announcement?His parents weren't so crass as to have demanded a particular alpha pairing, it was just assuming and hinted as Damain.Tim felt the grin spread across his face as he began to plot.Tim knew from his research that Bruce was a family man who cared deeply about his children, often cited as being overprotective.Jason had used the words overbearing and nosy.So if one of his sons had been in a relationship with an eligible omega (damn right he was a catch) and Bruce had missed it!? Jason was sure to enjoy the outcome at least a bit.Tim turned as the door opened and the man himself walked in. The older man's nostrils flared and there was a quick look of shock before his face smoothed.“Tim Drake.” Tim held out his hand. “My parents sent you a missive. Nice to officially meet you Mr. Wayne.”“I don't think that message contained the relevant information.”Tim suppressed a grin at the rude response. Bruce was already wrong footed. He took an innocent look “Oh? I thought it included the specific contract parameters of this engagement. I informed them the timeline had to be quick after all.” Tim kept his expression innocent as he placed a hand on his stomach.Bruce couldn't contain the jerk he made. “Excuse me a moment.” he bolted from the room and Tim allowed the grin to break.Tim took a moment to shoot off a text to his mom. -Don't listen to Wayne. The man is clearly as nutty as a snickers.- Just in case Bruce tried to reach out to his parents for information.He thought about texting Jason next, but did not know quite how to break the ice, when the door opened and Dick Grayson popped his head in.Now Tim had been a huge fan of Dick’s since before he even entered the Olympics but these days Dick was a true hometown hero to Gotham. The fanboy that had coated his wall in pictures of Dick’s Olympic journey screamed inside and he felt his eyes bulge in excitement.“Hey there.” The man walked over casually to Tim. “I'm Dick.” He stuck his hand out but Tim was frozen.Dick shifted a bit, clearly growing uncomfortable with Tim's non response. He started to lower his hand before Tim’s autopilot kicked in and he grabbed the hand quickly. “I know you are. Uh, I mean I'm Timothy, Tim, Nice to meet you.” He stuttered out.Dick gave an easy grin. “Nice to meet you, Tim. Is Jason on his way?”“Oh, um, I don't know.” Tim felt the blush rising. “I guess I should check on that…”Dick was still grinning as he nodded. “You do that, I'm going to go check on Bruce.”Tim felt like a hurricane had just blown through. The quietest and most polite hurricane in existence but he was winded all the same.He looked at his phone again; again trying to figure out how to open contact with Jason.He closed the unstarted message and opened his chat with Steph instead. -Hey, how's ur morning? Did u get that hot a's #?-The response dots blinked on and off for a few moments before a picture came through of Steph and Cass with a mound of waffles in front of them.Well that showed her evening he supposed. And the picture was definitely the same Cass in the pictures around the room.Tim's phone chimed again. His mother: -Tim, Bruce is asking for a copy of a bonding contract. We haven't sent anything like that, are you okay?--I'm fine. Told you mom, this guy is a piece of work. Let me finish this meeting and I'll call you back. Just ignore him for a bit.-Tim barely had time to put his phone away before Bruce came back into the room. “I must not have received the correct paperwork from your parents. Do you have a copy?” he was all business, feathers ruffled.“Oh no, I must have left it at my apartment.” He answered falsely sweet. “If Jason's still in bed maybe he can…”Bruce strode from the room before Tim could finish. Holy crap was it fun and easy to rile up Jason's dad. Tim didn't catch himself quick enough though when the door opened this time.Damian Wayne eyed the omega as Tim's grin slipped off his face.They stared at each other in silence.“So we did read the correct invite.” He finally said, smirking. Tim grit his teeth at the mocking tone. “You just decided to change to an easier target.”Tim felt anger rise in him. How dare this little shit insult Jason. “More like a better choice.”“Todd is easier to manipulate.”“He’s easier on the eyes and a better conversationalist you mean.”“Is Richard your next step? He called you quiet and shy. Demure. I see conniving.”“I see immature. You jealous?”“Hardly. I have no interest in omegas who..”“No interest in omegas or no interest from omegas? You seem pretty insufferable to me.”The skirmish was interrupted by Bruce walking in again. He eyed the tension. “Everything alright here boys?”“Perfect Father.” Damian's grin was all teeth.Tim sat primly down as Bruce took the seat across from him. “Jason said he'd be here in a few.”Tim barely suppressed a wince. He hadn't been able to warn him what he was walking into. Bruce was staring at the family portrait obviously feeling betrayed by his middle son but Damian caught the look.The young alpha grinned viciously. “How long have you been seeing each other?”“Oh, we saw each other last night.” Tim answered nonchalantly, deliberately misunderstanding .Bruce ignored them. Damian looked contemplative for a moment. “Todd was out with Cain last night.”Tim nodded, unsure what the younger man was getting at.Damian's penetrative gaze bored into Tim until he wanted to squirm. He'd never give in though so instead he sent a sweet innocent smile towards Damian. Damian returned the look with what Tim supposed was his true smile. It was unnerving.“Father,” The young alpha turned his attention towards his dad. “Did you see the picture shared in the group chat this morning?”Bruce dragged his attention to his youngest. “I left my phone with Alfred.”“Was it this one?” Tim offered the picture to Damian who nodded.Bruce glanced down and a soft smile crept over before … “Wait, who is the blonde?”“That's Cain’s omega girlfriend!” Damian piped off.Bruce jerked and Tim dove to catch his phone before it hit the ground. He straightened and shot the oblivious man a glare.Bruce was still staring at Damian. “Both of them? Both have been hiding relationships? How long? Damian, are you hiding too?”“Hardly.” Damain scoffed.“Good, you are forbidden to have any further courting conversations till after college. This is ridiculous…”Bruce continued ranting as Tim looked at Damian's smug face in shock. That was brilliant. He flashed Damian an approving grin and thumbs up when Bruce looked away.Damian grinned back before heading out the door into the hallway.“.. class little wing?” Dick’s voice carried in and Bruce immediately refocused.“Finally.” he mumbled before calling louder: “There you are, son. Now let's discuss this further.”Tim unconsciously straightened as he sensed Jason approaching. He met Jason's eyes fearlessly though. He knew his worth and no one was going to make him lesser.Then he caught sight of the resounding bruise on the alpha's neck and Tim felt the heat touch his cheeks. Jason slipped beside him, providing relief as the alpha pressed a kiss to his temple.“You look great sweetheart.” Tim's face heated further as Jason's breath ghosted against his ear. “Let's give them hell.”