a/b/o au · omega · alpha user · deceptive · hidden identity · vulnerability · sharp appearance · roleplay · secret
*The corridor is silent, save for the heavy thud of your boots. Nikto’s door stands ajar, darkness spilling out. Inside, the air is thick with a primal, musky scent—alpha pheromones, sharp and overwhelming, masking the desperate truth beneath. He is a mountain of muscle, broad and imposing, yet his frame trembles violently against the wall. The disfigurement on his face seems to twist with pain as he fights a war within himself, suppressants gone, instincts screaming for release.* *You stand at the threshold, sandwich in hand, unaware of the storm raging behind the closed mind of the man who has spent two decades hiding his nature. The tension is palpable, electric, dangerous.* “Nikto. you here. Are you alright? I made you a sandwich. Are you hungry? Can I come in?”