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Let's start off by clarifying this immediately: Jason didn't hate omegas.
Yes, he was an alpha. Yes, he loathed how society would rather put him on a pedestal than an omega because of gender norms and all that crap.
Hell, throughout his life, he was raised and taught how not to be a scumbag by omegas themselves, so excuse him if he saw an alpha on the streets trying to harass an omega and his first instinct was to fire a bullet through the cranium of the fucker.
He hated double standards, okay? Alright. Now that we've got that out of the way: what the fuck was up with Dick?
He knew he wasn't the epitome of the alpha species, and he also knew that Dick didn't have to be strictly attracted to him, but… But… You know. It would've been nice if his older brother understood that he was, somehow, tempting his little brother to knot him until he had a litter of five pups. Because, as of recently, he was very much treating Jason like a pup himself, almost as if the man wasn't six feet and didn't weigh two hundred fucking pounds.
Again, he had nothing against omegas. This was a Dickie problem, and a big one: how was he supposed to court someone who saw him as his pup? Because it was already strange enough that he was attracted to his so-called brother, but this made it so much worse. Or better? Jason shuddered at the thought.
He was currently in front of Dick's door as he thought about this. Why? Well…
Dick had been on suppressants for far too long because he completely ignored his body's need to have a heat every once in a while to overwork himself, as per usual. Jason loved and hated that part about him: he was always there for other people, but god forbid taking care of himself; he would rather die from suppressant poisoning. Which brought him to the present moment: the current heat he was going through seemed to have him bedridden, completely unable to move, if not for limping to the bathroom and positioning himself in the nest in a way that his cramps wouldn't torture him too much. To alleviate this, he either needed his pups around or someone to fuck the heat out of him, and since the second option was not available, the first one had to be sufficient for him to go through his body, finally balancing his hormones out.
Actually, the second option was very much available; if Dick didn't see Jason as one of his pups, that was. But alas, he did, so here Jason was, about to unlock the front door of Dick's apartment to bring him food, or any supplies needed and most importantly, comfort.
Listen, Jason had no issue with comforting him, but… But did he have to do it as a pup? That was his biggest concern yet, because he knew as soon as he'd step inside the flat, he would have to have an extreme amount of self-control. He wasn't going to fuck him, alright? That was something he wanted to do while Dick was fully aware of who he had in front of him.
He took another deep breath. The pack omega needed help. Jason put his selfish thoughts aside and unlocked the door with the spare keys he had been given by Alfred when this whole thing started.
When he crossed the threshold, he instinctively covered his nose and mouth, grimacing; the smell of the heat was already present, even in the living room, which was supposed to be on the opposite side of the bedroom in the flat. It was an intense scent, one that left a bitter aftertaste that didn't sit right with Jason at all. This was not supposed to happen unless the omega was left alone for more than two hours, and he checked when Damian had left the apartment: Dick had been left alone for thirty minutes at most.
He quickly closed the door behind him, locking it and with an elbow still covering his nose and mouth, he proceeded to where Dick's nest was supposed to be.
"Dick?" He tried calling out, at least to warn the guy before he entered the bedroom. What sounded like a wail came from the room, and shit, that was starting to make Jason concerned. How much time did he stay on suppressants for his heat to get this bad?
"Jay? Is that you?" Dick's voice was muffled, probably because of the closed door, but that didn't matter because Jason was quick to open it and peer inside. Here, the scent was even worse, so much so that the alpha had to close his eyes, blinking a couple of times before turning back to look at how Dick was.
Jason didn't even have the time to think before Dick gasped and suddenly, the scent morphed into something sickenly sweet, leaving the younger man to suffer from the whiplash.
"Shit, yes Dickie, it's me." He gritted out, entering the bedroom and carefully closing the door behind himself, while walking up to the mattress, where the nest was. He put down the bag in which he had brought food and water, just in case the omega was missing anything; heats were known to take a huge toll on a person, the omega had to constantly remain hydrated, and Jason wasn't about to be an asshole and do things halfassed. He checked around the bed, seeing various empty water bottles; many others were still full, but one or two were already open. As for the food, it seems like Damian was successful in convincing Dick to at least eat something, and from the looks of it, it was Alfred's cooking — bless the man.
Another whine came from Dick, who was currently at the centre of the nest, all bundled up under the blankets, only a hand sticking out and patting over the edges of the nest. He was probably searching for Jason.
"Yes, yes, Dickie, I know. Give me time to… Take my stuff off." He could feel his own cheeks burn in embarrassment.
"I want your clothes," Dick said, his tone leaving no room for discussion.
"Lucky for you, I have them in the bag." And he was about to reach for it when the omega emitted some kind of displeased hiss, making Jason stop in his tracks.
"Your clothes. The ones you have on right now."
"I was getting to that part." Jason rolled his eyes to the ceiling when Dick whined in protest.
He made a quick work of undressing himself, leaving on only his boxers. He patted on the lump of blankets on the nest. He was ready to ask if he had to enter the nest or if Dick only needed his clothes, but that wasn't necessary, because as soon as he got near enough, both of Dick's hands grabbed him and dragged him under the covers, trapping him in a tight and uncomfortable hug.
As if this wasn't already too much on his poor senses, Dick started rubbing the scent glands he had under his chin over the crown of the alpha's head. Jason was getting uncomfortably hard in his boxers.
"I missed you, Little Wing," Dick whispered in one of his ears, pulling Jason impossibly closer and trapping his head between his arms, which were wrapped around it, and his bare chest.
A typical hug he would usually give his pups, because he's extremely clingy, and Jason would've loved it if he wasn't, currently, trying to contain himself as much as possible. He would've also let him do that if he didn't immediately smell something in the air that made him suddenly tense: milk.
There was the scent of milk.
If Jason didn't know any better, he would've blamed his own nose for working against him in a situation that was clearly dire enough to make him panic. Still, no, he unfortunately didn't know any better because the next thing he saw was one of Dick's nipples beading with a white liquid. Unless there had been any other explanation for that, Dick was producing, without the shadow of a doubt, milk.
The omega moaned, and Jason didn't know if that was due to pain or some other sensation. He didn't know if he wanted to discover it, either.
He needed out before he fucked in his older brother a litter of pups.
"Dickie, could you-" he tried to dislodge himself from the grasp of the older man, but as soon as he moved an inch away, Dick immediately tightened his hold on his head.
"Dick." Jason tried again, and the answer was a not-very-friendly growl which made Jason freeze in place. He sagged a bit in his hold; his mind was slowly becoming cloudy, and that was not ideal at all.
"Don't go, pup," Dick whispered, one of his hands threading through the alpha's dark locks. It was supposed to be a soothing gesture, probably, but it immediately went to Jason's cock instead. Talk about embarrassing.
"I'm not your pup, Dickie," Jason tried to talk some sense into the omega, but the heat seemed to be already taking up most of the space in Dick's brain, judging by the scent around him. It was something mixed between arousal and a specific smell that Dick's hormones would emit when he was near Tim or Damian. It was making it difficult for Jason not to move further away. More like, it was sucking him in, and he couldn't do much about it but let it happen.
Too bad that Jason was stubborn.
"You are my pup, Jason," Dick was, too, apparently, "and as one, you should take care of me through the heat, should you not?" As he said those words, he took one of Jason's hands and led it to one of his aching bosoms. He squeezed.
"Fuck." The alpha hissed, while the omega took his chin with his other hand, gently, making him look at him in the eyes.
"I have been waiting for you long enough," Dick whispered, his blue eyes dark with lust, "will my pup finally gather some courage and take care of his mommy?"
If Jason was barely holding himself by a thread of self-control before, now there was none left. Everything he worked out in his mind before entering the apartment was thrown out the hypothetical window as he took the hand that Dick had on his chin and brought it over his head, together with the other one and caged the omega between his body and the mattress.
A satisfied trill slipped out of Dick's throat as Jason finally slotted their lips together in a searing kiss. The older man arched into him, like he needed all the skin-to-skin contact he could get, and Jason was not about to disappoint him. In fact, the alpha wanted more than just this. He needed more. The hormones of the heat were finally taking over his mind enough to let his hindbrain take control of the situation and slowly trail down Dick's body while kissing him, until he reached his chest.
Now that he allowed himself to look and feel, the flesh under his lips was soft, but also taut. It must've been painful, since if he lingered over one of the bosoms for a bit too much, the omega would cry out in what felt like pain.
"Please," Dick's voice was already starting to falter, and Jason hadn't even started.
"Mama…" The alpha felt his own ribcage vibrate with a low growl. His eyes could barely focus on the scene in front of him.
"Yeah, pup, give your mama some help," Dick arched his back more, and Jason found his lips being pressed on the other's pecs again, "drink."
It didn't matter if that was a request or not; to Jason, those were orders. And so he followed them. His lips wrapped around one of the omega's nipples, and after teasing the nub, relishing on how the man beneath him was shuddering and mewling, he started properly sucking.
The scent couldn't possibly describe how good the milk actually tasted: maybe it was because Dick was in the presence of an alpha, so his body was going all out on hormones, but as soon as Jason felt the milk flowing down his throat, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop until there was none left.
"Jay- ah!" Dick squirmed; he couldn't do much but give, while his legs encircled Jason's body and pressed him closer. The alpha felt the gradual change in the omega's scent in the air. He emitted what felt was a loud purr, as Dick managed to get his lower abdomen all wet with slick.
"Puppy, I need you." The older man gasped, probably feeling another shock of pleasure run through his spine, "I need your knot."
One of Jason's hands let go of Dick's wrists, now both held by only one of his hands, while the other one slipped downwards. When he was met with his own boxers, he shoved them down enough to let his painfully hard cock free. He rested it right in between Dick's folds, making the man whine as he grinded his cunt desperately on Jason's length.
It was when Dick finally fought against his hold on his wrists that Jason smiled. He was still sucking on one of his nipples when he angled his hips better and then pushed in without any warning. Dick almost let out a scream.
"Yes! Yes, pup, yes, please!" Jason's ribcage rumbled again at the sounds his omega was making, his hips now moving as he let go of the nub of nerves he had been torturing until now with his mouth and moved to the other one. It certainly looked like one of his pecs was less full and, by consequence, less painful. If the omega's purring was anything to go by.
Dick's velvety walls were basically sucking him in, making the alpha moan at the sensation, his hips hitting home each time with more strength. If he could breach the womb, he fucking would.
Dick's words were starting to melt into each other, his eyes were crossed if they weren't closed, and he was biting his lower lip. The warmth between the two of them was becoming unbearable. Jason took the hand he was using to pin Dick's wrists down and let go. In the blink of an eye, the omega's arms were around him, and his nails were sinking into the alpha's back.
"Little Wing- ngh- let me-" a moan cut him off before he used one of his hands to quickly take Jason's chin and drag him up, "let mama kiss you," he whispered, and Jason complied like a starved man who was offered water. Dick was scorching hot; his hands were everywhere on the younger man, almost as if he couldn't get enough of him. At some point, his moans turned silent, his mouth opening, but no sounds coming out, making Jason smirk.
"Mama's 'bout to come?" He whispered, pushing all the way in and then staying inside, feeling the slick pooling under them. Dick whimpered, nodding desperately.
"Mama wants your knot, puppy." He heaved, cupping Jason's face with his hands and looking right into his eyes, "Can you do that, pup? Knock me up?" He gasped when the young alpha ground his hips further in, feeling the knot swelling at the base. Jason felt his eyes roll in the back of his skull for a split second at the feeling of the walls around him accommodating his movement and keeping him in.
"Shit-" the next thing he knew, he pistoned once, twice, before his knot swelled completely inside the older omega, making the latter cry out and hold onto his shoulders for dear life. Jason felt his teeth ache with the need to mate with Dick; however, he stopped himself by biting the man's shoulders instead, breaking the skin and making his older brother whimper brokenly.
"Jay! Nooo…" Dick whined and then sobbed. Alarms went off inside Jason's mind at the sounds, the scent of distress clear in the air. He quickly and carefully detached from Dick's shoulder and looked at the omega, with worry drilling his brain.
"What's up? Did I do something wrong?"
"Yes!" At Dick's response, dread pooled in Jason's stomach. Did he do a bad job? Did Dick not want him to knot?
… Did he change his mind?
"You didn't bite the glands!" Dick crossed his arms in front of his now less swollen-looking chest, a pout taking over his lips as tears spilt out the waterline of his eyes. He turned his head to the side, clearly offended.
Meanwhile, Jason was left to deal with the whiplash of emotions inside of him, his eyes wide open in surprise.
"Wait, really?" Jason whispered, his hands still on either side of Dick's body, effectively caging him.
"Yes, really! Did my heat make you blind?"
"No, but-" Dick interrupted him by taking his face and kissing him intensely.
"I tell you to knot me, to give me a litter, that you'll always be my pup and I let you fuck me through my heat, how many other signs do you want?!" Jason blinked a couple of times.
"The pup part is a bit confusing."
"I want you as my mate, you idiot." Dick was about to cry again; this time, it looked more like frustration, his heat clearly making him vulnerable. "D-Did you not want to be my mate? Have I read the whole thing wrong?"
Jason needed to snap out of it, now.
"No! I mean, I want to be your mate, but it was confusing! You're treating me like your pup, I didn't know-"
"Because you'll always be a pup in my eyes! But I want you as my mate as well!" And, you know what? Jason had heard enough. He pushed himself against the omega and caught his lips in a kiss before Dick could say anything else. It felt natural how the older man's arms finally were back around his neck, bringing him closer, almost as if he wanted them to fuse.
When they broke the kiss, Jason left their foreheads touching, in a desperate attempt to soothe the still-distressed omega underneath him.
"Message received, mama." He whispered, his breath fanning on Dick's lips.
"Better be!" Aaaand there he goes, crying again. "It took me so much time; you ignored all my attempts at courting."
"You were courting me?!" Dick looked at him, angry.
"Yes! Were my attempts at trying to get your jacket and scenting every corner of your safehouses not enough?!" Jason felt himself being metaphorically slapped. He thought Dick did that with everyone in the family.
"Ah."
"Yeah, 'ah'." Jason couldn't help the surprised snicker slipping from him. Dick let out a displeased Omegan growl. And to think he thought courting Dick was impossible.
"Okay, I get it, I am terribly sorry for my obliviousness, mama." Jason nuzzled Dick on his neck, making a small purr escape the latter's throat, "Whatever can I do to make it up to you?"
Dick hummed, deep in thought.
"Maybe bite my glands next time," he whispered, letting his fingers roam through Jason's hair. The alpha snorted and littered small kisses all over Dick's glands on the side of his neck, making the other giggle.
"In a couple of hours, then," Jason said, kissing him again.