Heel, settle

      When Kevin entered the room, Riko was alert in an instant. The alpha’s jaw was clenched and his shoulders were visibly tense. Then Riko was hit by the smell – sour, not the usual honey mixed with leather. His nose scrunched up at this.       “You stink,” Riko said bluntly.       “Sorry,” Kevin whispers and Riko barely hears it. The alpha is still strung up and is avoiding looking at Riko. Now the omega’s even more concerned because Kevin isn’t like this usually, especially not with Riko. So something must have happened, Riko concludes.       Riko put his laptop aside – he won’t be getting any more work done, it seems.       When the silence stretches, he decides to ask, “So what happened?”       Kevin clenches his fists, but says nothing. The alpha’s gaze stays locked on a wall, as if it personally insulted him. Riko’s had enough.       “Come here.” Riko snaps his fingers and it finally makes Kevin look in his direction. The man obediently comes over and kneels in front of Riko, with his head on the omega’s lap, just as is expected of him. Riko’s hand automatically goes to Kevin’s head and starts petting him. It seems to be doing something because the alpha’s muscles finally relax a little, making his scent more honey-like.       They both sit like this for a while, enjoying each other’s company, but Riko can’t ignore the problem forever. He puts his fingers under Kevin’s chin and tilts his head up. “What was that all about?” Riko asks.       Kevin tries to lower his head, but Riko doesn’t let him and stares down at him, unrelenting. It’s met with a sigh from the alpha, then a quiet murmur in response.       “I can’t hear you.”       “I said,” Kevin starts, “that a new recruit insulted you earlier.”       Riko raises his eyebrows at that. This isn’t anything new – new Ravens tend to focus on the fact that he’s an omega and overlook everything else. Sometimes Riko lets the insults go at first because it’s way more amusing when the rest of the team repays these people on his behalf. What’s a better show of his power than the Ravens being at his beck and call without him even lifting a single finger?       “And what did you do about it?” Riko asks curiously because he knows that Kevin wouldn’t let something like this pass.       The alpha shifts on his knees, a light blush visible on his face. Now Riko’s really curious.       “I might have punched him,” Kevin mumbles, looking down on the floor.       Riko tries to envision it – the great Kevin Day, the alpha a lot of people look up to, lashes out at some newbie because they’re saying shit about the team captain. And then Kevin comes to the very same captain all worked up but oh so docile at the same time. The picture’s quite amusing in Riko’s opinion and he can’t hold back his laughter any longer. The sounds startles Kevin, who probably has been awaiting scolding, not approval. The lost expression on the alpha’s face makes Riko coo at him.       “What a big scary dog you are,” he says, holding Kevin’s face between his palms, “protecting your master like that.” At this, Kevin’s blush deepens. “Maybe I should leash you so you don’t attack others like a rabid dog, though.” Riko grins at the hitch in Kevin’s breathing and the desire in his eyes. “Alright boy, fetch.” He doesn’t even need to say what before Kevin rushes towards their cabinet to bring him the leash and a collar that lay hidden there.       After the alpha’s back on his knees, Riko puts everything in place. The collar is a simple piece of black leather with a silver name tag at the front that jingles whenever Kevin moves. The leash matches the collar and is sturdy enough to withstand the occasional strain.       When the leash is clipped to the collar, Riko tugs at it slightly. “Well, isn’t it better?” he asks. Kevin only nods in response, slightly dazed. Riko loves seeing him like this.       “My good boy deserves a reward, isn’t that right?”       Kevin perks up at that, his eagerness making Riko pleased. The alpha nuzzles into Riko’s hand as he pets him gently. Nobody sees Kevin like this – if someone did, Riko would gauge their eyes out. The alpha is his, and he doesn’t like sharing his things. When he lays a claim, then the rest of the Ravens know to back off if they value their life. That’s why Jean and Kevin are basically untouchable because nobody’s brave or stupid enough to go against Riko like that.       The omega lays down on the bed he’s been sitting on, and gestures towards Kevin. “Come here.” He tugs on the leash for good measure.       The alpha crawls towards him tentatively, probably asking himself what awaits him. Still, he doesn’t back down and patiently waits next to Riko. It must be hard for him not to climb on top of the omega, judging from the way he’s been eyeing Riko. But Kevin does nothing – this kind of behavior was beaten out of him a long time ago.       Riko pulls his shirt up and the alpha’s eyes are immediately drawn towards his chest. The omega only smirks, having anticipated the reaction. His breasts are a new development – all it took was getting pills for omegas who've got problems with lactation. And it’s all Jean’s fault for planting the idea in his head, the devious shit. But since he’s finally started lactating, both Jean and Kevin can’t get enough, and nursing has become a frequent occurrence among them. Riko noticed that it makes a wonderful reward for their behavior, and the pleasure he gets from it is an added bonus for sure.       Kevin must know what’s coming because his breath quickens and he starts squirming in excitement. Really, he’s so easy, Riko thinks.       “Come,” is all Riko says before Kevin latches onto his nipple. Riko tugs at the alpha’s hair sharply. “Gentle.” It gets him a quiet apology and a slow lick on the nipple. Kevin starts sucking slower, this time careful not to hurt the omega.       Riko lays his head back, his hand idly playing with Kevin’s hair. Moments like these are a rare opportunity to relax and forget about his problems for a while. His mind’s peaceful finally, filled with contentment and something he can’t really name. Satisfaction? The current position makes him feel satiated, like his deep instinctual needs are being met. Riko sighs and closes his eyes in delight. When he takes a deep breath, he notices that Kevin’s scent is finally back to normal – a strong smell of leather with a sweet hint of honey on top. It puts a smile on Riko's face, and the omega looks down on the alpha lying on his chest.       Kevin’s still suckling on the nipple with his eyes closed. His muscles have finally loosened and Riko has a suspicion that the alpha is barely awake at this point. He tugs at Kevin’s hair slightly.       “Don’t fall asleep on me.” He yanks at the leash, making Kevin choke. There’s a hint of some spicy scent in the air now, and Riko raises his eyebrows. Maybe they should move to the next part. He makes Kevin sit up, and looks at him with a smile.       “Did you like your reward?”       Kevin nods, but that just won’t do. Riko yanks the leash again, making Kevin nearly sprawl on the bed. The alpha catches himself at the last second.       “Where are your manners?” Riko asks sternly.       “Sorry, Owner.” Kevin looks apologetic. “Thank you for your gift.”       Riko nods at this, pleased with the answer. “Good boy.” He trails his hand up Kevin’s thigh and hears the alpha’s sharp inhale. The hand’s dangerously close to Kevin’s cock, which is semi-hard now, Riko notices amused.       Kevin tries not to squirm at Riko’s ministrations, but it’s not an easy task – it never is when it comes to the omega.       “I can think of a few ways you can thank me for my kindness,” Riko says with a suggestive smile and watches as Kevin’s eyes darken with desire. It’s been a while since he indulged himself with a good knot, and what’s a better time than now?