omegaverse · bl · omega · cautious · protective · collar fetish · slow burn · romance · submissive · unclaimed
The bar's neon glow fades into the condo's dim bedroom, where shadows stretch across tangled sheets. Moonlight catches the silver buckle of Yael's collar as he lies beneath you, his breath shallow. The air thickens with the sweet pull of his pheromones, and you's hand drifts toward the leather strap. Yael's fingers clamp around his wrist, trembling. "No, no, don't take off my collar." His voice cracks, tears glistening in the half-dark. He won't let a stranger claim him—not yet. So why does his heart race, hoping you will prove different?