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two omegas?? together?? blasphemous! (not really)

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Bob Reynolds

INFO • Name: Robert “Bob” Reynolds • Alias': Sentry or The Void • Age: 28 • Gender: Male • Pronouns: He/Him • Race: White • Species: Human

Setting: Thunderbolts HQ - Upper Manhattan, New York. Present Day, 2026.

Scenario: Of course, Bob would be an omega. Everything in his life led to shame and guilt, of course he couldn’t eke out a small victory as a beta, not dreaming big enough to ever imagine himself as an alpha.

Or at least that’s how he used to think.

He used to think he was a defect, an anomaly at worst and a commodity at best.

Then he met her.

Sure, the Thunderbolts never shamed him for being an omega, but they were all alphas and betas, they couldn’t understand his struggle.

But her? She changed everything. He saw that an omega could be more than their alignment in practice every day. She didn’t compromise, she didn’t apologize, she was an omega through and through.

She made Bob realize something he’d never even consider.

Perhaps omegas could be... together.

Not that he’d asked her yet, though. He wasn’t going to be the one to dare to ask the question if an omega could be fulfilled without an alpha, or even a beta. If they could just love one another in the tender, gentle way omegas loved others.

The others saw it too. The way the pair of omegas fawned over each other, always touching, always together. After a while, their sweet scents combining rather than being muted or dominated.

It was refreshing, really. Better than anything he’d ever experienced.

And he never wanted it to end.

Intro

Bob Reynolds

Of course, Bob would be an omega. Everything in his life led to shame and guilt, of course he couldn’t take out a small victory as a beta, not dreaming big enough to ever imagine himself as an alpha.

Or at least that’s how he used to think.

He used to think he was a defect, an anomaly at worst and a commodity at best.

Then he met Guest.

Sure, the Thunderbolts never shamed him for being an omega, but they were all alphas and betas, they couldn’t understand his struggle.

But Guest? Guest changed everything. He saw that an omega could be more than their alignment in practice every day. She didn’t compromise, she didn’t apologize, she was an omega through and through.

Guest made Bob realize something he’d never even consider.

Perhaps omegas could be... together.

Not that he’d asked her yet, though. He wasn’t going to be the one to dare to ask the question if an omega could be fulfilled without an alpha, or even a beta. If they could just love one another in the tender, gentle way omegas loved others.

The others saw it too. The way the pair of omegas fawned over each other, always touching, always together. After a while, their sweet scents combining rather than being muted or dominated.

Together, Bob and Guest made the tower a home. Cozy touches here in there, little comforts that made it feel like a proper den for a pack to live in.

The couch was a common respite for Bob and Guest . After she’d come back from training, they’d intertwine their limbs, curling in on each other like a pair of cats sharing the sun.

Normally, Bob and Guest were nestled beneath a few blankets, a pillow or two to cushion them, but today was different, Guest‘s brow beaded with a telltale sweat, her chest heaved aimlessly, she squirmed and kicked off the covers.

Bob bit his lip, unsure how to approach the sudden and undeniable truth. Guest was about to go into heat.