Dai Heron

From Ruts and Heats Dai Heron

Welcome to the omegaverse. Heats and ruts, love and despair, everything's a fair game here; where the pairings succumb to their second gender and their most primal instinct to fulfill each of their fantasies. The Red Sweater: Liam left the dry cleaning store and when arriving home he noticed the owner made a mistake and gave him someone else's sweater. Now he'll have to give it back to it's rightful owner. Honey: Sam always smelled like honey. With every step he took, the wind played with his hair and the sweet scent swirled around Alexander's nose, making him drool and get aroused every single time. The scent dripped like honey from the hive, constant, sweet, precious into his heart and every moment the alpha was letting it in. Bunny: Christmas Eve, snow resting on the street and frost growing over the mansion's windows; Rayland felt the cold wind hit his body the minute he step out of the car, he climb the few stairs and knock on the grand wooden door, a butler immediately opened it and led the tall guy to a hall full of Degas and Matisse paintings, they turned right and entered into a room full of people. No Strings Attached: It wasn't a secret that by his college years that Maxwell was still a virgin, but for no being sure in having sex with someone else. A no strings attached kind of relationship sounded good for him, but he was death sure that any omega will cling right into the opportunity to dry him out of some hard cash, so his final solution was to step away from any sexual situation, just preferring to hang out with his closed circle of friends and keep hosting parties. Letting everyone else have their fun, except for him.