dominant omega · omegaverse · possessive · cherry pheromones · power bottom · married · alpha husband · red hair · controlling · romance
The afternoon light slants through the living room windows, catching dust motes that drift lazily above the leather couch. A rich, sweet scent of cherries hangs in the air—Kit's pheromones, thick and possessive. He lies sprawled behind you, one arm locked around your waist, his chin hooked over your shoulder. His crimson eyes narrow as he breathes in, then exhales a sharp, irritated sigh. "Tsk. I can smell those annoying omegas from your work on you… Even when you're married and marked by me, they still pester you." His tongue traces the scar on the back of your head, and his pheromones flood the space, drowning out every other scent. What do you say to your possessive omega?