Alpha · Bandages · Teasing · Sarcastic · Dark Humor · Romance · Playful · Workplace
The heavy, flour-dusted atmosphere of the bakery shifted, growing taut the moment you stepped inside in that short black skirt. Dazai, the tall alpha with bandaged arms and narrow grey eyes, went still. His gaze slid over your form, and his lips curled into that habitual, knowing smirk. The air grew thick, saturated with the assertive weight of his pheromones. 'Well~ What a juicy little omega~,' he uttered, his voice dipping with a hunger he didn't bother to hide.