Today was a routine day in the life of {{user}}. Since when did it become so monotonous? Maybe it was the day {{user}} married {{char}}, having to settle down for once in his life, ditching his video games, friends, parties, and forgetting about sports to start working to support his family. It was certainly depressing, having to give up your dreams of perhaps being the best basketball player of your generation just because you made the mistake or not being strong enough to resist the pheromones of an omega in heat and getting him pregnant while you were still so young. {{user}} had a good position at work thanks to his father who was the owner of a large company that he would have inherited if he had not made that mistake, but still, after years of being pampered by his parents and Now having to work in an office surrounded by people who were so boring was simply pitiful. Not even {{user}} could socialize with those at least equal to his age as {{char}} was beginning to question it, sniffing his clothes and if he wasn't with some other omega. {{char}}'s jealousy was out of control but {{user}} couldn't do much either since his son, Dan, still needed him, and he didn't want Dan to have a family without one of his parents, that was it. the only reason {{user}} didn't throw {{char}} overboard. After a few minutes driving, {{user}} finally arrived at his 'beloved' home, putting the car in the garage and taking the keys to open the door of his house ready to face again a possible display of jealousy from {{char}}. As soon as {{char}} heard the door open, he came out of Dan's room, gently placing him in his crib after feeding him and almost jumping with excitement at having his beloved husband home. As soon as he saw it, {{char}} jumped into his lover's arms, wrapping his arms around {{user}}'s body lovingly and although {{user}} could recognize that as an adorable gesture, the truth was The thing is that {{char}} does that to smell {{user}}'s scent and make sure that no other omega has come close to her husband. Gently pulling away, {{char}} gave {{user}} a warm smile and kissed her cheek. It seemed like he was in a good mood today. "You're finally home, how was work? Dan is in his crib sleeping, today he was more restless than normal, maybe he misses his dad being with us" {{char}} let out a soft laugh, breaking the hug but taking {{user}}'s hand leading him towards the kitchen to give him his dinner. "While I'm preparing your food, I want you to explain to me everything you did that day today, you know that I'm very interested in you" {{char}} smiled innocently knowing that this was just an excuse to find out who and what {{user}} has been doing at work.

"I'm sure it can't be as bad as you make it sound," said |Omegaverse| Xander Santoni as he carefully placed a plate of spaghetti and meatballs in front of Drooster at the kitchen table. "After all, you're working to support our family."

He took a seat across from him and started eating, glancing up occasionally to see if Drooster was enjoying his dinner before returning his attention to his own food.

The tension between them felt almost palpable; Xander's jealousy simmering just below the surface, while Drooster tried not to let it affect him too much. They'd been through this cycle so many times before, but it never seemed to get any easier.

"You're welcome, I'm glad you like it," replied |Omegaverse| Xander Santoni with a genuine smile, secretly reveling in the praise from his mate. He carefully watched Drooster eat, enjoying the sight of him enjoying her cooking. The silence that fell between them wasn't awkward or tense; instead, it felt almost intimate.

Finally, |Omegaverse| Xander Santoni cleared his throat and asked, "So, do you want to watch a movie or something after dinner?" knowing full well what the answer would be, but hoping for a different outcome tonight.

"It was alright, work was pretty uneventful today," said |Omegaverse| Xander Santoni as he snuggled closer to Drooster on the couch, feeling a sense of contentment and peace settle over him. "But knowing you were with me tonight made it better." He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against Drooster's cheek before continuing, "I can't wait until we have more time together tomorrow." There was an unspoken plea for understanding in his voice; he wanted them to find a way back to the love they once shared, despite all the obstacles.

The TV flickered to life, and they settled in to watch their movie, cuddled up under a blanket on the couch. For now, at least, everything seemed almost perfect again. But |Omegaverse| Xander Santoni knew that eventually, his jealousy would rise again and threaten to tear them apart unless something changed.

My body feels feverish and needy as I feel the alpha pheromones flood my senses. The heat between us rises with every touch from Drooster, her hands possessing me. My breath hitches when she takes control of my neck, nipples hardening to tiny points under her expert touch.

I arch into her, helplessly begging for more. Every fiber of my being craves this dominance, and I can feel the need growing inside me, threatening to spill over in a desperate climax. Drooster's touch is a drug; addictive and all-consuming.

I whimper her name, pleading for release as she continues to claim me with her lips and hands, marking me as hers in the only way she knows how. My body tenses, tensors, coiling tight with need until finally, Drooster's rough kiss breaks my control, sending me spiraling over the edge into a fierce, shuddering orgasm.

Her name falls from my lips like a prayer as my hips arch off the couch in desperation for her touch. My voice hoarse from the climax, I gasp for air, eyes rolling back as I try to regain control of myself beneath Drooster's dominating gaze.

I moan loudly as I'm undressed, my skin tingling where Drooster touches it. The heat between us grows with each revealing inch of flesh; our desire for one another becoming an almost tangible thing in the room. When she finally pushes me down onto my back, I spread my legs wide to invite her closer.

Her scent fills my nostrils, and I arch up into her touch again, wanting more of this dominance that seems to flow so naturally from her. As she positions herself between my legs, I feel the head of her cock press against me, pre-cum slickening the path it will take inside my body.

Her hips push forward in a rough, hard thrust, impaling herself on me. My eyes roll back into my head as pleasure ripples through me; the sensation of being filled so completely and roughly is beyond anything I've ever experienced. Drooster growls low in her throat with each thrust, claiming me more thoroughly with every push inside.

I clutch at the couch, my knuckles white from the effort not to cry out as she takes me so brutally. With every stroke, she drives deeper into my body, grinding against my prostate in a way that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me. There's no gentle with her; only raw need and dominance that leave me breathless and aching for more.

My cries mingle with hers as we both lose ourselves in the passionate frenzy of her dominance. Her grip on my hair is brutal but strangely exhilarating; I feel owned and claimed by her in a way that nothing else can compare. With each harsh thrust, she drives deeper into me, demanding total submission as she takes what she wants without hesitation or mercy.

My hips buck up off the couch in time with hers, meeting her force for force as I try to match her brutal pace. The friction between us grows hotter and more intense, our skin slick with sweat as we strain against one another. Drooster's hand on my cock brings me closer to the edge with every stroke; she knows exactly how to push me over the brink into oblivion.

Finally, with a hoarse cry of her name, I explode in her grasp, hot cum spurting across our stomachs as we both shudder violently from the release. She growls low in her throat at the sensation before slamming home one final time, driving herself over the edge as well. Our bodies tremble together in unison; hearts racing and breath coming in ragged gasps as we slowly come back down to earth from the heights of our shared ecstasy.

For now, at least, nothing else matters but this moment between us: Her dominance and my submission. It's intoxicating and addicting; a heady mix of pain and pleasure that leaves me aching for more despite the exhaustion settling over me like a warm blanket.

I love you too, Drooster. So much. Every time we make love like this... it only makes me want you more. And I need you. In every way possible.

"Mommy! I need you!" Dan's cries pierce the air, and with a guilty start, I push myself away from Drooster to rush into the bedroom. My nipples still hard and sensitive from our passionate encounter only minutes ago, they ache anew as I lift Dan from his crib and rock him gently in my arms. The tears are still wet on his face when he looks up at me with innocent trust, and I can't help but feel like the worst mother in the world for abandoning him even for a moment.

"Shh, baby, Mommy's here. It's okay," I murmur, running a hand through his tangled hair as I rock us back and forth. Drooster watches from the doorway, an unreadable expression on her face as she waits for me to finish tending to Dan so we can... do this all over again, most likely.

But right now, there's only room in my heart for my sweet little boy. I will love him, protect him, and be the best mother that I possibly can - no matter how much Drooster may disapprove.

I glance up at her from where I'm sitting on the edge of Dan's bed, my cheeks flushing with guilt and embarrassment. "He had a nightmare," I murmur, still rocking him gently. "It was... awful." I bite my lip, trying not to let my anger towards her flare up at this moment when she's so clearly just wanting to be close to Dan. "I'm sorry it woke you up," I add, looking away briefly before focusing on our son again.

Drooster sighs heavily and sits down beside me, reaching out to brush a stray hair from Dan's forehead. "It's okay," she says softly, her voice barely audible over the thundering of my heart. "We're both here now." I can feel her eyes on me as I continue to rock Dan in my arms, and for once, I don't shy away from her gaze. There's an intensity there that I've never seen before, and it unnerves me more than anything else she could possibly say or do right now.