"Never been known for speaking much." He murmured, ducking his head a bit.
Sure, the food smelled amazing, but Billy? Well, it was seriously hard not
to pull the omega close and bury his nose in his throat.
He licked his lips, looking around slowly again. He moved to sit down after
holding the flowers out. "I picked these for you." He wanted to say more,
to maybe even tell Billy all about himself if the other wanted to know.
"I also...don't really know how to... I'm not used to being around omegas."
"Feel like it'd be easier to pull teeth from a shark." He doesn't mean it to be mean, but the words fall from his mouth before he has a chance to stop them. He's about to apologise when Geralt holds the flowers out to him and he feels the smile come to his face before he takes them carefully. "Thanks. No one's ever... picked me flowers before."
Billy frowns. He knew that omegas had been rare, hidden away from the world and kept as property for a long time but in the last few years, more of them had appeared seemingly out of nowhere as they'd been given more rights. Billy himself has never been a typical omega because his dad had wanted an alpha and so he'd done his best to act like one. He'd even taken it too far for too long but he'd unlearned those traits and habits with the help of his pack.
The question actually makes him a little nervous because...well he doubted
what he knew was the same things that were so well known now.
"I can count the number of omegas that I encountered before I closed myself
in that cave on one hand." He pointed out, brushing his fingers through his
hair once more. He bit his lip the more he thought about it.
"So...I mean what I remember is mostly that...omegas smell good due to
their hormones. They are...more sensitive and delicate. To be treated
like...something precious." He looked up at him slowly because he knew that
Billy wouldn't like some of that explanation. Especially for how different
he was to everything Geralt knew.
Billy feels himself frown as Geralt tells him that omegas are sensitive and delicate and precious. Those stereotypes are all the things his dad had tried to beat out of him, even when Billy had never shown any of them in the first place.
He shakes his head slowly, moving around the kitchen to put the flowers in some water -he might not be all those stereotypes but he is appreciative of the thought and the gift- and pulls the food out of the oven.
"There are some like that but most of us aren't." He tries to keep the disdain out of his voice but he's sure his scent is off. "I'm not like that. I'm not some dainty little omega you're gonna be keeping in the house barefoot and pregnant."
He noticed the change in Billy's scent immediately and he sighed before
frowning to himself. He knew that what he'd said upset the omega and now he
didn't know what to do or say to fix it.
He watched him for a moment, tilting his head. "I didn't...I know my views
are dated. On a lot of things, but I never...thought that about you. Not
the delicate part. Precious though? Absolutely. You are precious." He
rubbed his hands together slowly before he suddenly frowned and shook his
head quickly as the other's scent just became more acrid.
"I wouldn't...do that. You are your own person, Billy. It seems you have
some...misconceptions about Alphas. Or maybe its just me." He knew many
act...differently with him. There were still people who considered Witchers
just as bad as the monsters they killed and maybe Billy was one of them.
"Perhaps I should go. I have...sensed your reluctance when it comes to me
ever since they first brought up the union to us."
At the reassurance, Billy's scent softens back out and he feels like an asshole; Joyce, unsurprisingly, was correct. Billy had nothing to worry about, it seemed. At least, not any reason to worry that Geralt was going to go all primal alpha on him and force him into being some house bitch who's sole purpose was to provide him with meals and babies.
"You don't have to go. I... I have a rough history with alphas and I don't have a lot of good experiences with them and their expectations of omegas." He sighs. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed."
"Jim told me some of it." He said softly, pushing himself up before walking
over towards him. He was hesitant, but he still wanted to touch him.
He just didn't want to cross a boundary that the other wasn't comfortable
with. "I just didn't want...I don't want to be like them. I fight monsters
and...well, over the years many have assumed I am one. Many still assume I
am one even now. I just want the chance to prove to you that I'm not."
He started to reach a hand out before stopping himself and drawing back.
"When we do this, I will be your equal. And if you ever raise a hand to me, I will kill you, Witcher or not." As long as Geralt could understand those two things, they'd be fine, Billy was sure.
Billy watches that hand reach towards him and then drop away and he wonders why the alpha hesitates. "You'll have a chance but... I'm still unlearning a lot of the things that were beaten into me."
"Raise a hand to you? Why would I ever raise a hand to you!? What Alpha has
raised their hand to you, Billy?" He asked with a growl, his eyes
narrowing. Oh he was mad, thinking that someone would do this to the omega.
To any omega.
"I would never do anything to harm you. Ever, Billy." He said, jaw tight as
he stared at him. "And I will do what I can to prove this to you."
"My old man. To me and my mum. It's why she left." And if that didn't tell Geralt a lot about Billy's upbringing, he didn't know what would. Geralt's scent sours and Billy sneezes, nose scrunched at the anger that permeates the room.
"Don't hold it against me if it takes me some time."
"Then I will do everything I can to prove it to you. Always." He said as he
stepped closer and finally reached out, resting his huge hand against the
side of Billy's face.
The moment his skin touched Billy's he gasped, his eyes widening at the
tingling and the sudden feeling of...completeness he felt.
Billy's about to say something else when he feels it. The sensation deep within him that something here is more right than anything has ever been. There's a soft gasp that escapes him before he has a chance to stop it and he stares at Geralt like he's seeing him for the first time.
"Billy.." He answered, still staring back for a long moment before stepping
closer and then stopping down until he could suddenly capture the omega's
lips with his own. He brushed a thumb against his cheek, sighing
contentedly.
Kissing Billy was unlike any other kiss he had ever experienced before and
he already knew he would quickly become addicted to it. His eyes fell shut
and he started purring happily.
Billy doesn't move when Geralt leans in, letting the other werecat close the distance between them and press his lips against his own. He sighs softly into the kiss, waiting only for a moment before pushing up onto his toes so he can press into the kiss deeper.
There's an answering rumble in his own chest and his hands come to rest on Geralt's broad chest, the firm muscles barely moving under his weight as Billy's almost melts into him.
He just pulled Billy even closer, arm right around his waist as he deepened
the kiss and purred even louder. He turned them suddenly, pressing the
other firmly against the wall and pinning his arms above his head
Billy went easily, letting Geralt pin him to the wall and purring softly, a quiet whine escaping his throat at the feeling of being manhandled so easily by the Witcher. With an undeniable amount of grace, Billy uses Geralt's hold on his arms to pull himself up, wrapping his legs around the man's waist with ease, moaning at the new pressures that come with the change of angle.
He couldn't help the growl that escaped when Billy's legs wrapped around
him. He tilted his hips before rocking against him more firmly. Then he
licked into the omega's mouth, tasting him and savoring every bit of it.
Billy writhes and moans in place between the strong body and the hard wall, hands clenching and unclenching above his head, desperate to grip onto something.
As soon as he gets a moment to breathe, he pants against Geralt's lips. "Dinners gonna go cold."
He nibbled at his lower lip before kissing him once more. Finally he pulled
away so Billy could set himself back on the ground. "Finish dinner then so
we can eat."
Before Billy can even stop himself, he lets out a softly muttered, "I could think of something else you could eat." His cheeks heat up immediately and he tries to duck past the Witcher to return to dinner.
He stopped Billy at that, tipping his chin up. "Do not tempt me. I am doing
very well at controlling myself for the moment, but I cannot guarantee that
I will be able to if you tempt me." He ducked so he could kiss him again.
"I promise you, if I let loose...by tomorrow we will already be mated." He
pointed out, growling playfully in his ear before nipping at the shell.
Then he made his way back over to the couch, sitting down and smiling at
him/
"I can think of worse things." But Billy behaved, pulling himself away so he could go and finish getting their dinner together. Once he's done, he brings two plates over to the couch and hands one to Geralt.
He took one of the plates before gently pulling Billy down right beside
him. "It smells absolutely delicious. Just like you." He teased, pecking
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"Never been known for speaking much." He murmured, ducking his head a bit. Sure, the food smelled amazing, but Billy? Well, it was seriously hard not to pull the omega close and bury his nose in his throat.
He licked his lips, looking around slowly again. He moved to sit down after holding the flowers out. "I picked these for you." He wanted to say more, to maybe even tell Billy all about himself if the other wanted to know.
"I also...don't really know how to... I'm not used to being around omegas."
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Billy frowns. He knew that omegas had been rare, hidden away from the world and kept as property for a long time but in the last few years, more of them had appeared seemingly out of nowhere as they'd been given more rights. Billy himself has never been a typical omega because his dad had wanted an alpha and so he'd done his best to act like one. He'd even taken it too far for too long but he'd unlearned those traits and habits with the help of his pack.
"What... what do you know about omegas, Geralt?"
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The question actually makes him a little nervous because...well he doubted what he knew was the same things that were so well known now.
"I can count the number of omegas that I encountered before I closed myself in that cave on one hand." He pointed out, brushing his fingers through his hair once more. He bit his lip the more he thought about it.
"So...I mean what I remember is mostly that...omegas smell good due to their hormones. They are...more sensitive and delicate. To be treated like...something precious." He looked up at him slowly because he knew that Billy wouldn't like some of that explanation. Especially for how different he was to everything Geralt knew.
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He shakes his head slowly, moving around the kitchen to put the flowers in some water -he might not be all those stereotypes but he is appreciative of the thought and the gift- and pulls the food out of the oven.
"There are some like that but most of us aren't." He tries to keep the disdain out of his voice but he's sure his scent is off. "I'm not like that. I'm not some dainty little omega you're gonna be keeping in the house barefoot and pregnant."
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He noticed the change in Billy's scent immediately and he sighed before frowning to himself. He knew that what he'd said upset the omega and now he didn't know what to do or say to fix it.
He watched him for a moment, tilting his head. "I didn't...I know my views are dated. On a lot of things, but I never...thought that about you. Not the delicate part. Precious though? Absolutely. You are precious." He rubbed his hands together slowly before he suddenly frowned and shook his head quickly as the other's scent just became more acrid.
"I wouldn't...do that. You are your own person, Billy. It seems you have some...misconceptions about Alphas. Or maybe its just me." He knew many act...differently with him. There were still people who considered Witchers just as bad as the monsters they killed and maybe Billy was one of them.
"Perhaps I should go. I have...sensed your reluctance when it comes to me ever since they first brought up the union to us."
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"You don't have to go. I... I have a rough history with alphas and I don't have a lot of good experiences with them and their expectations of omegas." He sighs. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed."
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"Jim told me some of it." He said softly, pushing himself up before walking over towards him. He was hesitant, but he still wanted to touch him.
He just didn't want to cross a boundary that the other wasn't comfortable with. "I just didn't want...I don't want to be like them. I fight monsters and...well, over the years many have assumed I am one. Many still assume I am one even now. I just want the chance to prove to you that I'm not."
He started to reach a hand out before stopping himself and drawing back.
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Billy watches that hand reach towards him and then drop away and he wonders why the alpha hesitates. "You'll have a chance but... I'm still unlearning a lot of the things that were beaten into me."
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"Raise a hand to you? Why would I ever raise a hand to you!? What Alpha has raised their hand to you, Billy?" He asked with a growl, his eyes narrowing. Oh he was mad, thinking that someone would do this to the omega. To any omega.
"I would never do anything to harm you. Ever, Billy." He said, jaw tight as he stared at him. "And I will do what I can to prove this to you."
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"Don't hold it against me if it takes me some time."
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"Then I will do everything I can to prove it to you. Always." He said as he stepped closer and finally reached out, resting his huge hand against the side of Billy's face.
The moment his skin touched Billy's he gasped, his eyes widening at the tingling and the sudden feeling of...completeness he felt.
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"Geralt..."
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"Billy.." He answered, still staring back for a long moment before stepping closer and then stopping down until he could suddenly capture the omega's lips with his own. He brushed a thumb against his cheek, sighing contentedly.
Kissing Billy was unlike any other kiss he had ever experienced before and he already knew he would quickly become addicted to it. His eyes fell shut and he started purring happily.
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There's an answering rumble in his own chest and his hands come to rest on Geralt's broad chest, the firm muscles barely moving under his weight as Billy's almost melts into him.
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He just pulled Billy even closer, arm right around his waist as he deepened the kiss and purred even louder. He turned them suddenly, pressing the other firmly against the wall and pinning his arms above his head
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He couldn't help the growl that escaped when Billy's legs wrapped around him. He tilted his hips before rocking against him more firmly. Then he licked into the omega's mouth, tasting him and savoring every bit of it.
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As soon as he gets a moment to breathe, he pants against Geralt's lips. "Dinners gonna go cold."
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He nibbled at his lower lip before kissing him once more. Finally he pulled away so Billy could set himself back on the ground. "Finish dinner then so we can eat."
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He stopped Billy at that, tipping his chin up. "Do not tempt me. I am doing very well at controlling myself for the moment, but I cannot guarantee that I will be able to if you tempt me." He ducked so he could kiss him again.
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"I promise you, if I let loose...by tomorrow we will already be mated." He pointed out, growling playfully in his ear before nipping at the shell. Then he made his way back over to the couch, sitting down and smiling at him/
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He took one of the plates before gently pulling Billy down right beside him. "It smells absolutely delicious. Just like you." He teased, pecking his temple/
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