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This close to the door, the sweet scent of omega in heat was hard to ignore even for someone with Damian’s training. But he had an audience today, so he did not pause to take a steadying breath or relax his posture at all.
“You smell that?” he asked, turning his back on the closed door and crossing his arms. “Take a deep breath. If you’re gonna lose control, you better do it now.”
Jason Todd, his father’s…ward, nodded, his eyes slipping closed as he inhaled, long and deep. A shudder shook down his back, and Damian nearly called the whole thing off. Jason was newly presented, still weeks shy of his 17th birthday. He’d only experienced a few ruts before. What if he lost control, damaged their omega somehow?
But then a long whimper sounded through the closed door, and Damian forced himself to relax. The chances of rut induced violence was slim between pups; it was why they were keen for Jason to start helping Dick through his heats now, cementing him as a pack omega and not someone to be territorial over in the home.
And besides…Dickie had asked for him to be there.
“You keep your teeth away from him, you understand me?” Damian said as a final warning, waiting for the young alpha to give a nervous nod before turning the handle.
As the door swung open, it released a rush of warm, perfumed air. There was a choked whimper behind him, but Damian didn’t wait, striding over to seat himself on the edge of the bed.
Dick was the first omega to come to Bruce’s care, and their pack alpha had wasted no expense on his living space. The room was all dark woods and sensual fabrics, a plush carpet and long drapery. Dominating the space was the bed, a massive, four poster hideaway surrounded by thick velvet curtains. Dick always took great pains to line the space with extra blankets and pillows before a heat, and this was no exception.
Tim was seated in the middle of the nest, leaning against the headboard in a pair of sweats, while was Dick curled up half on top of him, arms wrapped around Tim’s waist and head in his lap. The alpha was contently stroking through Dick’s hair with one hand, while the other was buried between his folds, keeping him warm and relaxed. Even from a distance, his pussy looked wet and well used, evidence of the knotting Tim would have just completed.
“How are you feeling, Richard?” Damian murmured, brushing the boy’s bangs from his sweaty forehead. Dick’s eyes were closed, but ever greedy, the sweet citrus edge in the air grew stronger.
“He’s alright,” Tim answered instead, when it became clear Dick wasn’t going to bother stirring. Damian cocked an eyebrow at the younger man, which elicited an eye roll in return, but after all these years and with such precious cargo between them, there was no real sting from either side.
“Come along,” Damian said, patting the bed beside him. There was a moment’s pause, like he wasn’t sure who was being addressed, before Jason came scrambling up onto the bed, so eager Damian could practically see a tail wagging.
“Settle down, puppy,” he muttered, climbing on the bed with much more grace. Jason shot him a disgruntled look over his shoulder, but gamely submitted to Damian’s prodding as he was wordlessly moved into place.
Soon, Jason was on his knees, staring down with wide eyes as Tim gently turned Dick onto his back, head nestled in Tim’s crossed legs. Damian hovered right behind Jason, hands ready to grab the boy’s shoulders as the pretty pink rose of their sweet omega was unfurled for the first time for him.
But Jason didn’t even seem capable of movement, much less attacking or mating anyone. He was still as a statue, his head tilted down, eyes locked on that beautiful cunt.
“…you gonna wipe that drool away, champ?” Tim said after a long moment. He sounded far too amused by whatever he could see on Jason’s face. “If just looking at him blows your mind, I can't wait to see what else blows when you finally get your hands on him.”
Damian squashed a flicker of his own amusement as Jason wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. He could feel the boy struggling for a comeback and was rifling through his own mental drawers for a way to get things back on track when Dick let out a long, quivering mewl, the kind of plaintive cry designed to call alphas to their in heat omegas.
All three of them sat straighter, their eyes drawn back to the prize. Dick had opened his eyes, the beautiful blue cloudy with tears. He was panting a little, his face flushed and his lips bitten red and parted just enough to let a tiny sliver of his pink tongue peek out. He didn’t speak, but the message was clear.
Hurry up and fuck me.
Jason whimpered, the apology of a dutiful alpha caught slacking, but Damian knew his littlest packmate too well to be fooled.
“You’ll take what we give you and be grateful,” he said shortly, giving one of Dick’s little pink nipple’s a pinch. The boy shrieked, his back arching dramatically. Jason let out an odd grunting sound that was part territorial growl, part comforting croon, and part choked off, lusty moan. He bent over and gave the abused nub a lick.
There was nothing artificial about the shutter that ran through their little omega, or the cut off sob that spilled from his mouth. Tim ran a comforting hand through Dick’s hair. Damian decided it was time to move things along.
“Alright, Todd,” he said, reaching around the boy to unbutton his pants. Jason knocked his hands away and pulled out his rock hard cock himself, “make sure you sit as close as you can. Bend his legs up, that’s it, keep going. No, don’t worry about breaking him, remember who you’re dealing with. Dick’s fine with his legs like that.”
Jason looked truly terrified, but he dutifully scooted up the bed until his cock was nudging at the wet, puffy lips of Dick’s empty cunt. Dick let out another moan, but sure enough did not seem at all bothered by the way he was bent in half, his knees somewhere around his ears.
Damian leaned forward too, his front to Jason’s back as he peered over the boy’s shoulder.
“Here’s let me hold him open for you, just so you can get the head in.”
Curling his arms around either side of Jason’s waist, Damian placed his hands on Dick’s warm thighs, gently pressing his thumbs between his weeping folds and carefully spreading them, exposing the sweet, fragrant hole at the heart of him, like Damian was splitting open a peach. Dick spasmed, his hands flailing like it was going to reach down and jam Damian’s hands in himself, but Tim grabbed him by the wrists and held them down on either side, murmuring sweet reassurances.
“Just press forward a little bit more,” Damian said encouragingly, pushing Jason’s ass forward with one knee. Jason jumped, but leaned forward, his cockhead pressing at Dick’s opening. Even with Damian holding it open, Jason looked too big to fit into such a small hole. “It’ll fit, I promise, just keep pushing.”
Sure enough, with an audibly wet squelch , it did, the head of Jason’s cock popping into place. Dick and Jason both groaned aloud, and the sticky sweet smell of heat increased yet again.
“Keep going,” Damian coaxed, “just a bit more. He can take it, he can take all of you, and that’s the only way he’s going to be satisfied, so you need to keep going, alright?”
Jason was breathing hard, his eyes glued on the place where his cock was entering their little omega’s body. Dick was starting to squirm a little again too, Jason’s pace so much slower than what he was used to, but Tim still had him by the wrists. Damian laid his hands on Dick’s thighs, further stilling the boy. Dick came first, always, of course, but this was Jason’s first time. He should get to enjoy it just a little.
Damian still remembered his first time with an omega as sweet as their Dickie. He’d savored every second of sinking into that tight little hole too.
But eventually, Jason bottomed down. The young alpha was bent over, staring at Dick like he was the sun, and Dick was staring back up. They were both panting.
How sweet. This could end up more than a pack bond. The idea of some alpha, even one he had technically already accepted into the pack, trying to lay a mating bite on Damian’s little omega made him scowl something fierce, but he forced himself to relax. That was years in the future. Who knew what would change even after tonight?
“Alright, Todd, you ready?” Damian said, pulling Jason back by the hips. The boy whined, but dutifully leaned back, until only his swollen cockhead was still inside. “You’re going to prove that you really know how to satisfy an omega tonight. You ready to really give it to him?”
“ Please—” Dick gasps, electing to finally grace them with his voice. “Jay, please, I want it so bad, please—”
There was no holding Jason back after that. Damian sat back on his heels, sharing an indulgent, nostalgic look with Tim, as Jason began to thrust his hips deep into Dick’s body. There was no real finesse, no grace in his movements, but that didn’t stop Dick from singing out his pleasure, the omega’s head thrown back and his eyes rolling into his head as a chorus of whines and moans flowed from his lips.
“Gentle, Jason…remember, you have to keep going…that’s a good boy,” Damian murmured, putting a comforting hand on Jason’s shoulder. “Remember, you want him to come before you do…”
Jason didn’t slow down, didn’t disrupt his rhythm at all, but there was a slight shift in his angle until Dick let out a particularly loud moan.
Damian smiled. “That’s it. Now you know what you’re aiming for. You just have to go nice and deep.”
It wouldn’t take long now. With every thrust, Jason seemed to be going deeper and deeper into Dick’s body, punching loud, helpless cries from him as their bodies rocked across the sheets. Tears were seeping from Dick’s closed eyelids, and sweat was pouring down his neck, pooling in the hollow of his throat. And Jason wasn’t faring much better; it was with great amusement that Damian realized that the droplets raining down on Tim’s lap weren't all sweat. It appeared they had a little cry baby alpha on their hands.
Dick seemed to be right on the verge. Unlike most omegas, their gem didn’t get louder when he was reaching his peak. Instead, he was almost completely silent, his nails biting into Tim’s hands where the alpha was still holding the boy down.
A shutter seemed to rattle through Dick’s entire body, and then the boy went completely lax, going completely boneless as Jason continued to drag him back and forth across the sheets.
“There you go,” Damian said, satisfaction curling up the corner of his mouth. “You did it, Todd. Go ahead and take your reward.”
It took a moment for the words to reach him, but a second later, Jason was coming with a howl. Damian was expecting it, so it was no trouble to grab the ecstatic alpha round the throat as he lurched forward, mouth open and teeth bared.
“No! No biting, Jason, you know better than that.” Damian kept his voice stern, and his hold hard as Jason twisted and fought through his climax. As he began to come down from the orgasm, and his knot began to bloom, Damian could practically see the sense begin to return to his eyes.
“Are you going to be good? If you can promise to behave, we’ll let you and Dickie take a little nap.”
“I can be good,” Jason muttered, his voice just a shade sullen. Damian nodded once, and released him. He’d be a hypocrite of the highest order, if he judged another alpha for wanting too badly to bite their first omega.
“Alright. Here, you move up—no, you have to grab him, he can’t move by himself right now—yes, come up here—”
“Just kicking me out, huh?” Tim said, though there was no bite in his words. He gamely got off the bed, stretching, and headed for the door. “Think I’ll go take a nap before it’s my turn again…”
Grinning, he flipped Jason off as the young boy shot the older one a glare, hissing protectively over Dick’s body, limp in his arms. Damian sighed.
“Come on, Todd, you’ve got him right now. Now, get comfortable, alright? It’s your job as an alpha in the pack to make sure the pack omega is satisfied during his heat, so you’ve got to get the rest in while you can, okay?”
“Fine,” Jason said, sinking further into the blankets. He was on his back, head propped up by a pillow against the headboard, Dick sprawled across his chest. His voice was sleepy; it took only a couple more minutes before his eyes slid shut, and he joined Dick in the slow, deep breaths of sleep.
Damian sighed again, collapsing into a comfortable armchair next to the bed. Maybe he’d get some shut eye too, just for a little. Just until their omega woke up, and started demanding things all over again.