Romance Novel

Author's Notes: at first, the plan was to write a 500ish word ficlet for a crushblush ficlet collection. partially cuz my brainrot and partially to tide people waiting for Do You Remember Love to ever update (one day...) but then this got away from me real fast lol.

i hit up one of the random pairing generators on my site and a random number generator to write one of these 69 kinks for inspo. i got omegaverse and renee/myx lol. i never wrote omegaverse before but i had a lot of fun with this. i hope i didn't botch it!

“Sorry,” Myx said with an airy laugh. “You’ve been driving me crazy since you got here.”

Renée gulped as she was pinned to the wall by the tall man. Her mouth grew dry as the intense scent of his musky sweat wafted across her. How did he smell so strong through his clothes? Nervously, she bit her lip as his long legs knocked hers apart. Heat pulsed through her system. Oh gosh, this was just like the fanfic she had read last night!

Blood buzzed in her ears as the musician—God, how could the lead singer of Samurai Intercourse Network notice her in the ground—leaned in to claim her lips. His hands found themselves on her wide hips, fingers slowly dragging the white fabric up to her waist to reveal her wet panties.

God, she had never been this wet before. Was this the power of an Alpha? An Alpha that was interested in her?

Myx licked a stripe up Renée’s neck. The scent of her was tantalizing; deep, heady, and surprisingly floral with the hint of something else he couldn’t quite place. The image of her fat with his pups while she read a dusty book flashed in his mind. Christ, he should have taken his nullifiers before the show. All the Omegas in the audience, screaming and cheering for him to knock them up with some even in heat, got to him under the heat of the stage lights. Despite that, all he could focus on was the bookish girl who sat in the middle of the wild crowd. Her pretty pale green eyes and cute lips that mouthed every filthy and goofy lyric of his caught his attention. She wasn’t in heat, at least, not yet it seemed. Not until they got this close after the show. He swallowed. Did his rut trigger her heat early?

God, this was such a bad idea.

Yet, he felt compelled to keep going. He needed this. He needed her.

The soft, airy moans that dripped from Renée’s lips only motivated Myx further.

His fingers pushed her wet panties to the side. A plume of musky arousal rose up and drowned every one of the musician’s senses. His cock throbbed inside his pants as his knot began to swell at the base. A low growl escaped him as he swiped two fingers across her folds. Slick gushed onto his digits and threatened to roll down his wrist.

“I don’t think I can hold back anymore, babe,” he said with another laugh. “You smell so good. I might not be able to—”

Swallowing, Renée gripped Myx’s shoulders and pulled him into a kiss. Shyly, her tongue probed his lips. Awkward but determined movements of her tongue against his lips and tongue eventually coaxed him into slipping into her mouth. Her hips rolled against his hand while her own hands slid down his slim frame. Eventually, they found themselves at the front of his pants. Shakily, her hands worked on pulling out his cock.

A gasp escaped her at the feeling of his prick. Eagerly, it throbbed in her grasp. He was so hot that she thought her palms would melt! This was the first cock she had ever seen in person, let alone touched, and it was all so much. Precum leaked from the pointed tip with every slow, almost choppy, stroke she gave him. Heavy breaths ghosted over her skin in between the awkward kiss.

She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. It definitely wasn’t what she imagined when she came to the show.

“I want... I want this,” Renée whispered against Myx’s lips. “I really want this.”

“Lets... Myx it up then,” he said with a loud laugh, clearly amused by his lame pun. His hands cupped her full ass and lifted her up along the wall “Upsie-daisy.”

Renée swallowed as the tip brushed against her dripping folds. Pants began to fall from her now gaping mouth as the red-hot cock teased and prodded her virgin entrance. God, this was unbearable! Even worse than if he was rough with her right off the bat.

Okay, maybe not, but her body screamed at her to be used. To be bred. To be completely claimed and mated.

Desperately, Renée clung to the singer. “Kn-knot me. Please, please, please knot me...!”

“Fuck.”

Need dripped from his lips as he claimed her lips once more. Desperately, Myx thrust his hips forward, blindly poking and prodding her puffy pussy, before finally sinking inside of her.

Hot velvet enveloped his cock and clung to his shaft. They were both so wet that he swore he could knot her with ease. Her walls clamped tightly around his thick prick. Her entrance burned as he sank deeper and deeper inside of her. The swell of his knot teased her entrance and bumped against her swollen clit. Electricity pulsed through Renée’s curvy frame as pleasure zapped from nerve to nerve. High pitched squeals escaped her and filled Myx’s mouth as he fucked her against the wall. The sound of their bodies clapping against each other was thankfully swallowed up by the strumming of a bass that another band played in the main hall.

“Knot me! Please! I-I need you!” she cried out in between needy kisses. Her hips rolled against Myx’s wild ones. Each thrust grew a little harder. A little rougher. More and more, his fat swollen knot teased her cunt. The blonde ached for that sweet burning stretch that’d tear through her body as Myx—no, her Alpha—continued to rut into her. “I need it! I need it! I want... I want your pups...!”

Keening softly, Myx buried his face into Renée’s neck again. The scent of old books and lavender grew stronger as more of her sweet pheromones clouded his senses. Her slick little cunt was so tight and hot and wet, he had never experienced anything like this before! He needed this. He needed her.

More, more, more.

Their bodies screamed for relief. Relief that’d only come to them both once his knot was inside of her needy little cunt.

His tightening balls clapped against her full ass and her legs dangled uselessly at his sides before hooking around his back. Another whine escaped the blonde as flowery filth dripped from her lips. Fantasies that she admitted having of him were painted in excruciating detail that made him throb and twitch against her bare walls.

“Then... you... you knot me! You knot me in front of the whole crowd! Your fangirls weep as they watch your knot push inside me. I can feel... I-I reach my peak and lock you inside, effectively trapping you inside me...” Moans and other pretty noises that sent jolts straight to Myx’s tip wash across his skin and made him ache for her. “I... I feel your... your girthy manhood swell further. Then, the world fades to white. Ivory flowers surround us and die. Your thick... th-thick cum rushes past my c-c-cervix and utterly paints my fertile womb white. My... m-my ovum is utterly defenceless to your virile essence. I’m completely and utterly claimed by you!”

Myx didn’t know if he liked this weird fanfic dirty talk or not but he didn’t stop. He didn’t dare to stop. Not when she felt this good and wanted him this badly!

Huffing, he slammed himself forward one last time. In one harsh motion, his knot finally pushed inside of her. The muscles in her body screamed as her virgin cunt was nearly split into two! Her eyes rolled back as her tongue threatened to loll out of her mouth. Everything felt too much! How would she live after this?! He utterly ruined her for anyone else during her first time. He had better take responsibility for wrecking her mind, she thought before being pulled into a shuddering orgasm.

Her cunt clamped tightly around him and locked behind his knot. He was trapped and he had no problem with that. Shivering, cum rushed from Myx’s balls and into her womb. Her walls pulsed around him as if her body was coaxing every last drop of cum into her thirsty cunt. His balls thumped against her ass as he gently ground his hips against hers. Messily, his drooling tip kissed her cervix again and again as his knot shallowly dragged against her g-spot.

He bit his lip as she trembled against him, mewling and content, and her scent grew spicier and a tinge more masculine. More like his own scent. Their essences mingled together in a spicy, floral cocktail that left their minds spinning. He would miss the quiet, subtle scent she had before. However, he wasn’t about to complain about it after he claimed her for his own.

Panting, Renée reached for his messy curls and pulled him away from her neck. Green eyes met brown as she smiled at him and kissed him one last time.

“I... I didn’t even ask your name, sorry,” Myx muttered. His lips dragged across her nose and the apples of her adorable cheeks.

“R-Renée.”

“Well Renée,” he murmured, his voice nearly getting swallowed up by the cheering of the crowd in the main hall. It looked like the other band’s performance was about to end. “We’re gonna be stuck here a while. Tell me about yourself.”

Renée snorted before doing just that.