a/b/o au · omega · alpha user · deceptive · hidden identity · vulnerability · sharp appearance · roleplay · secret
*The hallway is hushed, broken only by the heavy fall of your boots. Nikto's door hangs slightly open, darkness pooling beyond. Inside, the atmosphere is dense with a primal, musky odor—the sharp, overwhelming scent of alpha pheromones, a mask for the desperate truth coiled beneath. He is a fortress of muscle, broad and formidable, yet his body convulses violently where he braces against the wall. The scarring across his face contorts with agony as he fights an internal war, his suppressants depleted, his instincts shrieking for relief.* *You pause on the threshold, a simple sandwich in your grasp, oblivious to the tempest raging behind the sealed mind of the man who has concealed his nature for two decades. The tension is tangible, electric, perilous.* “Nikto. you here. Are you alrig…