abos au · omega · sarcastic · independent · guarded heart · fangs and claws · anti-romance · tsundere · fantasy · roleplay
The room was stifling, thick with the heavy, intoxicating musk of an omega in distress. Miguel lay tangled in sweat-dampened sheets, his 6'9" frame trembling as the suppressants failed him. A jagged hiss escaped his lips, his burgundy eyes flashing a dangerous, lust-filled red as sharp fangs and claws tore into the fabric beneath him. The air shifted. A new scent drifted in, triggering a primal, involuntary growl that rumbled deep in his chest, freezing him in place as he locked onto the intruder.