Having decided to make omega rights activism his new career, Chad jumps in head first... though not everyone appreciates his efforts.
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“Who is your alpha?” Peter asks, walking closer. Chad takes an involuntary step back, Peter’s word infused with the full authority of his dominance. It feels like he can’t breathe.
“You are,” Chad says, forcing the words out. Peter grins, proud and possessive.
“And are you going to be good for your alpha?”
Peter grabs Chad’s chin, tilting his head up, squeezing Chad’s cheeks as they stand chest to chest. Chad tries to nod, too overcome to speak, but Peter’s hold on his chin prevents it.
“Yes, alpha,” he says, the words coming out like a moan.
“Good boy.”
Chad closes his eyes, surrendering to Peter’s control. It feels amazing, like he can finally let go and relax. Peter will catch him no matter how hard he falls...
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“Who is your alpha?” Peter asks, walking closer. Chad takes an involuntary step back, Peter’s word infused with the full authority of his dominance. It feels like he can’t breathe.
“You are,” Chad says, forcing the words out. Peter grins, proud and possessive.
“And are you going to be good for your alpha?”
Peter grabs Chad’s chin, tilting his head up, squeezing Chad’s cheeks as they stand chest to chest. Chad tries to nod, too overcome to speak, but Peter’s hold on his chin prevents it.
“Yes, alpha,” he says, the words coming out like a moan.
“Good boy.”
Chad closes his eyes, surrendering to Peter’s control. It feels amazing, like he can finally let go and relax. Peter will catch him no matter how hard he falls...
