Tag: omega!will

Hannigram AU: Alpha Mart 

Will Graham needs an alpha. 

After years of fake knots, half assed suppressants, and his own damn hand during heats he’s reached the end of his rope. He doesn’t do dating so he decides to waste his life savings and hype with the current trend. 

Alpha Mart. 

His foray into the store is at first underwhelming with cage after cage of weak alphas who obviously have seen better days. Alpha Matt through Alpha Gideon he doesn’t feel that pull an omega should feel. He considers leaving to actually just pick someone up next week before his heat. 

Yes a stranger could be dangerous but a sex slave? 

Can he really do this? 

Will is almost ready to leave when a scent catches his attention. He walks down the other cages and sees an alpha lying on a bed with a book in his hand. Will presses his nose to the holes of the plastic and breathes him in. 

The alpha looks up. 

“Hello.” 

Will shudders. “Hi.” 

The alpha’s smile is serene but dangerous. “You shouldn’t be down here. There’s a sign.” 

Will steps back and looks towards the other half of the store. He’s torn through a barrier that reads “Unsellable.” 

“Why are you unsellable?” 

The alpha raises an eyebrow. “I’ve had four omegan partners that have all returned me. I did my duties as instructed but they did not like the environment my appearance created in their households.” 

Will inhales the scent again and feels slick ride down his inner thighs.  His heat is in a week but he almost feels like it’s now. 

“They were afraid of you?” 

“Yes.” 

Will puts his hand on the clear cage and the alpha stands, his walk as he comes forward not unlike a predator stalking prey. He stops and inhales, his eyes closing as he sighs. 

“You smell quite sweet. I imagine the slick you’re emiting will be just as delicious.” 

“I need you, alpha.” 

The alpha smiles. “Hannibal, my name is Hannibal.” 

Will swallows back a moan. “I’m going to buy you, Hannibal.” 

Hannibal grins. “I hope I do not frighten you enough to be returned again.” 

Will laughs nervously. “I’m not a wilting flower type of omega. Not much scares me.” 

Hannibal puts his hand over Will’s. “We’ll see.”