Aludra shifted uncomfortably on the train. This was the absolute worst time to be getting uncontrollably aroused. An alpha was smack in the middle of their rut on the train and the scent was driving her wild. It was a sense of terror, but that just made it all the more enticing. Shifting her thighs uncomfortably, she knew her arousal was easy to smell, but was relieved for the massive group of people between her and the alpha on the subway. When the train came to a stop she rushed out the doors and tugged at her collar, trying to get ahold of herself.
Aludra had been called a slut countless times before. She had no shame, took pride in her own pleasure in reality. The appeal of an omega for most alphas was the submissive, delicate nature. The insecurity without a strong man or woman protecting her. She thought that was bullshit. Growing up with presenting brothers and sisters at a young age she’d gotten used to standing up for herself as a child. And she’d gotten high off the level of control she had. Her as an omega purring arogent alphas in their place, making them work for it instead of thinking of herself as fragile and lonely. It wasn’t hard to put up a front of innocence and show her true colors in the bedroom. Bedroom, office, alley, public bathroom. She didn’t have a preference. It helped that she was horny all fucking the time. A blessing and a curse. She had calmed down by the time she stepped into the office. There was still a few heads turning but she ignored it, avoiding the feral eyes of her coworkers and adjusting her collar to remind her she wasn’t available. Well, not in that way. She walked into Faye’s office, eyeing her curiously at the irritation on her face. It was obvious Faye was an alpha but she seemed to have no trouble separting business and pleasure. Unlike the absolute animalic actions she saw on a regular basis. She worked hard, was reliable, and she kicked ass at in their department. She was relieved to have someone considerate in control. Still, her constantly racing mind didnt keep her from wondering what it would be like to have her under her fingers, sitting on her cock, taking her down a notch and making her beg for it. But then again, she had those thoughts with strangers she met on the subway so she didn’t think much of it. “I have the paperwork you asked me to fill out.... Are you doing okay, your pupils are dialating, do you want me to adjust the lights?” She asked, lingering in the doorway, hip cocked with her hand resting on it, filed nails clutching the sheets in the other.