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Eren catches the train to and from school everyday.
It’s part of his day-to-day routine; he wakes up early enough to catch the bus that takes him to the train which transports him over an hour away into the city where his college is located. And when he gets out of school and practice, he catches the bus down the street from his school that takes him to the train station he uses to catch the train home.
He’d only utilized public transportation as means of commuting to and from school since he had yet to buy a car in the rapidly inflating economy, and his school was such a long distance away.
Despite being an unmated omega, who normally weren’t advised to take public transportation alone, he found the environment convenient and a friendly. Albeit, simultaneously it was an experience that would definitely give him character development.
There are a few regulars on the train he consistently notices. An older woman wearing glasses whose lips are permanently set in a frown, a nervous woman in a trench coat with a long face, an older man who hides alcohol in a water bottle and sips it constantly throughout the ride, two classmates from his school who swore up and down they weren’t together but were constantly cuddled up to each other in the corner of the train,
and then there was him.
An intimidating stranger, surrounded by a hostile aura that willed most passengers away from sitting next to him.
His face was either devoid of emotions or constantly set in a scowl, and he always wore a freshly-pressed suit and carried a briefcase. He could never guess his dynamic, but if he had to, he was definitely an alpha.
He never spoke to anyone, and no one dared speak to him. He’d cursed someone out once for falling on him from the train’s abrupt motions, and that was enough for everyone to leave a decent amount of space surrounding the man. Explaining the space that formed around his person every time he took the train.
Even though he was a bit grumpy, he had a few moments of kindness where he’d offer his seat to a pregnant woman, or an elderly person. He’d even offered a seat to a visibly tired Eren who’d just gotten out of Volleyball practice on a particularly rough day, class-wise, once and he graciously took it, making sure to thank the man several times before he was silenced by a glare. From the enclosed space, in that moment of the male standing over Eren, he’d faintly smelled the man’s scent of clary sage and cedar musk. Subsequently, he was hit with an array of emotions, mostly consisting of arousal. He fought to ward off such.
Eren tried his hardest not to pay attention to the enigmatic stranger who was slightly more attractive than he cared to realize and smelled amazing from the faint scents he picked up whenever they were close. He’d always looked forward to seeing him on the train until one day he’d stopped taking it altogether, leaving Eren slightly upset at his sudden disappearance and wondering if he’d ever see the mysterious attractive businessman ever again.
He knew he couldn’t afford to stress over it though. After all, he was a stranger and much older than Eren, and he definitely didn’t want companionship of any kind. He also doubted the man wanted a burden that came with dating or courting a male omega since he was somewhat of a liability.
So he continued forward with his normal ritual, still seeking the man out on the train whenever he could albeit slowly starting to forget about him. He kept the steady routine of catching the buses and trains at their designated times, to and from school.
This day however, everything is almost 100 percent different.
He’d missed the bus he caught after school that drove to the train station at a set time of 6:50 pm, arriving at 7:20. The next bus wouldn't be there until 7:30, which was fine, however it had broken down, leaving him stranded at the bus stop for another hour and a half. He’d finally made it to the train station in time to catch the last train, hopping on and sighing in relief when the doors shut behind him.
He stares around with a frown, noticing he was the only inhabitant of the train. However, he finds a bit of solace in the solitude. Usually he was stuck in heavily occupied carts filled with passengers moving around and he was more than grateful he didn’t risk being groped again like he had been the last few times he’d caught the train.
After all, his track record with the local police department couldn’t handle another assault charge.
His self-isolated peace is disturbed a few stops later when a familiar stranger steps onto the train. He slightly gapes at the man who he’d recognized as the previous regular from his usual transportation ride. One such regular he was intrigued by. He sighs as he enters the train and glances up at the surprised Eren, eyes narrowing towards him before he nods at him courteously and sits down the cart on the opposite side to him.
He looks tired, attested by the dark bags under his already half-lidded eyes, constantly dozing off and roused only by the train’s harsh jerks.
He smells divine. Eren thinks.
He fights off the arousal that threatened past his scent glands at the male’s natural fragrance. He tries not to stare at him or react to his scent, but it’s difficult since they’re the only two passengers on the train. As a result he finds himself constantly glancing over at the other male.
At some point he was finally able to doze off and Eren takes the time to stare him over. The man is just as attractive in his sleep as he is awake, and he smells enticing. In fact, the more he stares at him the more alluring he’d become to Eren.God he smelled so good. He wonders why he’d been so attracted to the scent, even when he honed in on similar scents at the large campus he studied at, but figures anything would smell good when he’d spent hours at practice surrounded by sweaty alpha’s and beta’s.
Eren eagerly takes in the sight of his features, lax and peaceful, without a wrinkle or scowl in sight, and feels grateful that he’s getting a bit of rest considering he always looked like he needed it. He smiles at him, beaming at the man’s state of content even though he can’t figure out why.
He gets an intrusive thought in the back of his mind to get closer to the man, and he deems it harmless so he complies and carefully walks over(cognizant of the moving train) and seats himself next to the sleeping male. He looks much more handsome up close and personal and the smell is so magnetic the scent draws him in closer.
He leans over to sniff around the man, stifling a whimper in his throat at the overpowering scent. He leans closer to sniff directly against his scent glands, moaning as the scent fills his nostrils and covets his rationale. It binds him into a state of arousal and desperation as he bites his lip and stares down at the man he quickly registers as an alpha.
It didn’t make any sense to him why he was reacting the way he was, he’d been around plenty of alpha’s in his life, including a majority of his friends. He was different somehow because his scent made Eren want to do filthy things, filthy things he’d surely have to repent for towards the male.
Another intrusive thought egged on by his inner omega beckons him to kiss the man. It’s a seemingly harmless idea, but rather taboo in practice. Yet, he can’t help leaning forward regardless. Almost in a trance, he shyly leans forward and presses his lips to the man’s, unable to resist doing so; and he gasps as the man stirs a bit, sniffing and readjusting in his seat before letting out a quaint sigh as he falls back into the rhythm of sleep.
He places a hand over his heart in relief, sighing before he leans forward and presses another kiss, followed by another and another until he’s full on kissing the man’s unresponsive lips. He pulls away with a gasp, unable to believe that he was resorting to something so low as kissing a stranger on a late night train.
He delves back in regardless and moans into the kiss, lightly brushing his tongue against the mans lips as he tastes the mint gum he was chewing only moments ago. He stares down at his lower half in embarrassment, sniffs the air in astonishment as well, as his scent of arousal fills the swaying train cart. He’s shocked he’s so aroused from a simple kiss alone, but his instincts led him further and he actually reaches down to grope the man in his pants. The firm bulge he holds in his hands is enough to make him whimper and suddenly, he decides he needs more.
He slowly unbuttons his suit jacket unties his tie and unbuttons by his dress shirt as well, feasting his eyes upon the male’s ripped figure as he reaches out to touch it. He sheds his own clothes with haste, completely naked, halfway in the male’s lap, as to be readily available for the taking. One deft finger brushes over one of the man’s nipples, and he hears a soft gasp—eyes shooting up to stare at the man who’s still fast asleep, before brushing over the other, receiving yet another gasp in return.
He leans in to suck at them, spurred on by desire and lust as he suckles around the buds and moans into the man’s chest. He trails down towards the waistband of the man’s slacks, kneels before him, and stares up at him as he unbuckles them and zips them down. An aroused cock jerks out to slightly slap him in the face and he stares at it in hunger, immediately delving forward to lick the precum that leaks from the tip.
He continues to stare up at the man as he licks and sucks around the shaft, trying his best to be vigilant in case the alpha wakes or someone enters the cart but also getting lost in the act of sucking the man off. He deep throat’s the man, shocked his usual gag reflex isn’t acting up as he bobs his head up and down around the male. He’s drunk off the taste of the man’s cock, fully instinctive as he delves into the impromptu present before him. The more he licks and sucks around the cock, the more wanton he becomes.
At this point, he’s led entirely by instinct and feels almost identical to when he’s in heat, desperate for an alpha to take away the pain and replace it with pleasure. So, he reaches around behind himself and presses two fingers inside. His fingers slide easily inside, lubricated only by the slick that piles at his increasing arousal and moans around his cock, causing the man to groan at the vibrations around himself.
His eyes water and hyper fixate on the man’s length, staring down the intimidating cock just as his fingers brush against the growing gland inside him. He fucks himself on his fingers, mewling as he prods his prostate and laps at Levi’s cock with desperation.
He needs him, now. He figures, suddenly.
He pulls off as he decides he can’t take it anymore and climbs in the man’s lap again, taking the large cock and hovering over it. He uses the back of the male’s neck, as well as the seat rail behind him, for stability as he squats above him on wobbly legs. He stares down at the man’s features contorted in slight pleasure as he bottoms out with a quaint whine. It’s his first time doing something like this, and even though it’s uncomfortable and slightly painful due to the large size and improper stretching, he’s lead on by his omega’s desire so he lifts himself up and falls back onto it again.
The alpha groans at the feel and he lets out breathy moans of his own as he slides in him with a bit more ease, slightly brushing up against his prostate with the provided angle, just barely hitting it and driving him crazy in return.
He rocks back onto the cock once more with a whimper, biting his lip and sighing in relief as the train continues past the empty station. The man moans in return, eyebrows contorted downward in pleasure as Eren leans forward to kiss him again before sliding up on him again.
The rumbling of the busy train causes the man’s cock to hit his prostate head on and he lets out a loud moan in response before slapping his hands across his mouth. He stares down at the man again whose eyebrows are furrowed in pleasure, relived once more when he notices the man still shows no signs of arousing anytime soon.
He sets out a slow pace, one that has him whining for more, wishing the alpha would wake up and fuck the living daylights out of him. He shakes the thought away, thinking he’s equally content with the present, simply having the man inside him and being able to ride him to exhaustion. He increases the pace, sniffing the man as he works his cock with his hole, tightening around him in an attempt to provide him pleasure as well as he stifles moans in his throat.
He sighs and pants as he harshly brings himself up and down over the man, rocking his hips back and forth as he throws his head back and quietly chants curses and affirmations. He grunts as he feels the man growing inside him, subconsciously grinding beneath him from the friction and grip in ways that had him losing his mind.
Two passengers enter the cart, and the sound of the door opening on the other side of the cart garners Eren’s attention as he glares over at the intruders. He’s faced with two familiar classmates who smile and wave over at him. The seats between them and distance shield their sinful act and the aroused scent it produces from their prying eyes, so, the two are blissfully unaware of his current predicament,”Oh hey Eren—“
He growls along with the alpha who subconsciously growls in return. Their tandem duet of growls sound heavily throughout the cart, and the two intruders quickly gulp and abruptly exit the cart altogether. He feels no shame from the encounter and simply kept up the motions, proud of himself and his alpha for successfully warding off the intruders in their unknown attempt to interrupt their escapade.
He’d apologize when he was himself again.
He coo’s to calm the alpha who still sat fuming, even in his sleep, growling low as the small scent of the intruders still permeated their bubble. He smiles waveringly at the overprotectiveness the alpha possesses, proud to have an alpha that cares for him, even if it’s all an illusion and purely instincts.
He moves desperately, aching to reach climax as he plants his hands over the man’s shoulders and clumsily brings himself down over and over again. He picks up the pace, staring at the man’s face again as he transfers his grip to either sides of his face and kisses him, ravenously, fervently, cursing with every contact of their lips. He feels his mind overwhelm with plentiful emotions, all centered around love and arousal as he pressed his lips to the male, loving the way his lips unconsciously begin to move against his own.
He stares down at his aroused cock jerking up and down and grinding against the man’s abs from the distance as he feels a heat pooling in his stomach.
“Oh,” He whines as he rides him to completion, wrapping a hand around his cock to rapidly induce the orgasm he was yearning for as he shut his eyes tight and leans his head to the side. He feels himself seconds away from releasing and moves his hand even faster as he shoots ropes of semen along the man’s torso with a shout of his dynamic,”A-Alpha!”
He comes just as the train pulls to a halt at yet another empty station, letting out a cracked moan as he spurts cum across the man’s torso, his own, and part of the seat. He humps his stomach throughout the length of his orgasm, gaping at the pure bliss he feels at his release paired with the large throbbing cock inside him. He rocks back down through his overstimulation, desperate for the knot that would bind them together and satiate his inner omega. He whines and mewls as he continues, slighted as his overburdened prostate is abused, finally feeling the stretch of the knot forming at the base of the alpha’s cock. He comes even more as he feels the man cum inside him with a growl and instinctively whines in response.
The knot flares to life while the train fills with the pertinent scent of their bonding, and he’s suddenly reminded of what he’s done as he whines and finds purchase in the alpha’s broad shoulders, broad shoulders that tense just as the alpha begins to rouse awake.
Seemingly, what spurs the man awake is the animalistic growl he subconsciously lets out upon feeling his cock spurting come inside Eren as his knot flares. Eren, who paid him no mind in his aftermath, gasps in horror as intense grey eyes gradually narrowing in a glare shoot to meet his own nervous teal orbs; and suddenly he’s climbing off the males lap, hissing in pain as the knot detaches roughly and stings his entire lower half and the alpha’s who growls and cups a hand over himself.
He stumbles back onto the floor with a hiss, grasping a rail and planting his feet for support as the other male groans in pain and continues to massage his lower half. When he’s sufficiently recovered and no longer feels the painful result of Eren breaking the bonding of their conjoined lower halves, he takes the time to observe their current predicament.
The male stares down at his soiled pants and torso dripping in Eren’s cum before staring over at his own cum and some of Eren’s dripping down Eren’s thighs. The pungent scent of anger fills the small space between them, overpowering the scent of arousal as Eren whines and bares his neck in return.
He winces, frozen in shock at his disposition, and the fact he’d been caught in an act he didn’t even willingly facilitate. He wishes he could relay this to the man, but he hardly wants to look in his direction and face the scrutiny he was sure to find.
“What the fuck is going on here?”
Shit.