I'm so sorry for not updating! I've been busy and have had a lack of motivation, but I'm back now! I just got a keyboard so I'll have an easier time updating without a laptop. School for me is starting the 14, so I'll be on a bit more!
This is a request for the freaking AMAZING xXCollarFullXx! Your are absolutely amazing, your an awesome friend and an amazing writer. I hope you enjoy this! This is also my first like full attempt at smut so—
Teacher x Student, Omegaverse
Teacher:Dallon  Student:Brendon , Alpha:Dallon  Omega:Brendon
Smut.
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Mr. Weekes was young, he was only 24. He stood at 6'3 feet tall, and he had brown hair and blue eyes. He was Brendon's English teacher. Brendons hot, English teacher.
Brendon had just turned 18. He stood at about 5'9, had both brown hair and brown eyes, and was more cute then anything. He was also an omega, which made him more naturally submissive. Which made him more adorable. Brendon was the only male omega in the school, which made everything even more embarrassing. And on top of all that, he was gay. Luckily, no one at his school really gave a damn about anyone's sexuality or their identity, which he was glad about. However, they certaintly seemed to care that he was an omega.
Mr. Weekes, or Dallon, was an alpha. And one of the most good looking ones in the school. And Brendon always tried to shoot his shot with him.
"Does anyone have any questions?" Dallon leaned back against his desk, his hands holding himself up behind him. He scanned the room looking anyone raising their hand, and of course, Brendon Uris had to hold his hand up. The teacher side and gave Brendon a look.
"Yes Brendon?"
Brendon shifted in his seat, slowly smirking. "Is that a pen in your pocket? Or are you just happy to see me?" Dallon's eyes widened slightly and he stood up straight, folding his arms over his chest. He glared at the young boy, a soft blush covering his cheeks.
"Get to work." He said sharply, turning and walking behind his desk. He gave Brendon one last look, getting a wink in return. The teacher just shook his head and sighed, slowly sitting down in his chair and pushing himself in to the desk. Brendon would pull this sort of stuff on a daily basis, but it still caught him off guard. Surprisingly, the teen started to do his work. Dallon looked around the classroom before opening his own lap top and getting back to work.
Brendon was staring at his computer screen, not being able to focus enough on even opening up the google doc. He was just sitting there, not being able to control the different thoughts flowing through his head. The small teen started to get uncomfortable, an unwelcome and horribly familiar feeling surfacing. Brendons body tensed up, his face flushing at the realization of what was happening. He let out a small whimper, shifting slightly in his chair.
No no no no no...! This can't be happening, not now!
He bit the inside of his lip, his breathing hitching softly. The young omega wasn't supposed to come into heat for another week or so, and definitely not in class. Dallon was the first one to notice the scent. He lifted his head from the computer screen, his eyes scanning the room. He finally spotted Brendon, seeing the teen shit around, his face a light shade of red. The teacher looked over at the clock and sighed, thankfully there was only 5 minutes left of class. As the minutes passed, other students started to pick up on the others strong heat scent. Brendon was trying his hardest to stay calm and stay hidden, but some others found out that it was him. It was embarrassing to say the least. Some gave him sympathetic looks, others gave him more judge mental ones. It was advised for the young omegas to either stay home will they were in heat, or make sure to take specific pills so they didn't have to endure all of that. The same thing went for alphas so omegas didn't go crazy and to make sure that alphas didn't go into rut and loose all control on the helpless omega.
By the time the bell rang, everyone was already packed and ready to leave. Brendon, however, had his head in his arms on his desk, his bag and everything sort of packed next to him. He was already becoming a mess. Dallon watched all the students leave, then looked at Brendon. The taller slowly got up and walked to the front of his desk, leaning back on it like he usually did. He watched the teen, sighing softly. He cleared his throat, the omega slowly lifting his head up from his desk. Brendon's face was flushed red, his eyes half lidded. He let out a small whimper when he saw the alpha and bit his lip, his breathing quickening. Dallon sighed softly, feeling bad for the teen.
"Let's get you home..." He said softly, lifting himself off the desk and walking over to the others chair. As he got closer the heat scent got stronger. The teacher bit his lip and attempted to lift Brendon up. The smaller let out a shaky breath and instantly wrapped his arms around his teacher. He moved his face up against the others neck, letting out a soft breath. Dallon huffed and walked over to his own desk, sitting him down on top of it.
"Don't try anything." He said sharply, glaring at the omega before turning to get his backpack. Almost the second the teacher turned, Brendon slowly started to take his shirt off. He tossed it to the side and bit his lip, looking at the alpha as he gathered his things and fixed his black backpack. The smaller bit his lip a bit harder and moved a hand down, starting to touch himself. He let out a small moan, causing the other to whip around. The omega smirked softly, watching the other.
"B-Brendon!" His voice cracked in the middle of the word, taken by surprise. He gulped and dropped the bag, quickly rushing over. He picked his shirt up, then walked back over to Brendon, looking him over.
"Put your shirt back on." The small omega whined in response, slipping his hand beneath his pants to continue to rub himself. Dallon huffed and managed to pull the smaller hand out of their pants and slip their shirt back over their head. He slowly picked him up, holding his body against his own. Brendon took this to his advantage and started to kiss the alphas neck. He felt the other tense, and took that as a good sign. He bit his lip, then inhaled quickly and slumped into the other as a wave of heat washed over him. He whimpered, gripping onto the tallers shirt. Dallon just sighed, barley able to keep himself under control.
"C'mon, we should get-" he got cut off, gasping softly. Brendon had moved his hips against Dallon's, trying to get any friction possible.
"P-please...-" He whined softly. Dallon quickly shook his head.
"No." He said sharply. "I-I'm not-" he inhaled quickly, the teen having grinned his hips against the taller again. The alpha growled softly, having enough. He turned and walked over to his desk, roughly laying the fragile boy on top of it. Brendon shuddered, biting his lip hard. The teacher huffed and quickly walked to the door, locking it. Luckily, his classroom didn't have many windows so there wasn't a big chance for anyone to look inside. After the door was locked, he walked back over and quickly pulled his shirt off. The smaller gulped and watched, his breathing quickening just at the sight of the other striping down to his underwear. Brendon quickly unbuttoned his pants, but stopped once another wave of heat washed over him. He bit his lip hard and let out a small moan, falling forward a little. Dallon chuckled softly and gently laid him down, carefully pulling his pants off. He gently pulled the omegas boxer briefs off and took one look at them before biting his lip. The back end of them were already soaked through with slick. Dallon looked at Brendon, who was already touching himself again, his head leaned back up against the desk. Dallon huffed and quickly pulled his own underwear off, then gently lifted Brendon up and leaned him over the desk.
"I-i don't need prep..." The omega said softly, turning his head to look back at his teacher. Dallon looked at the younger, looking worried.
"Are you sure...?" Brendon just nodded, looking forward again. He bit his lip and slowly pushed his ass back into the to other. Dallon growled softly and gripped the smaller's waist, moving his hips forward. He let go with one hand and slowly lined himself up, looking at the other before pushing in. Brendon gasped softly and let out a small moan, gripping the edges of the desk. The older stayed like that for a moment, letting the other adjust. Thankfully he didn't need lube because of how much slick the omega had already produced. If not, he was shit out of luck.
He slowly started to move his hips, his breathing hitching.
"D-damn..." he said softly, holding Brendon's hips still. The younger started to let out a mix of small moans and whines, wanting more.
"F-faster p-please~" he moaned softly, the older quickly obeying. Dallon started to thrust faster, his grip tightening on the small boys waist. He let out a groan, leaning down to start to place kisses on the back and side of the others neck. Brendon moaned louder, closing his eyes tighter. Then, he got an idea. He whined softly, his breathing heavy.
"W-wanna ride you.." Dallon flushed at the sentence, but slowly stopped. He groaned softly as he pulled out, then gently picked the smaller up and carried him to his chair by the other end of the desk. He slowly sat down and situated himself before gently lifting Brendon up, slowly lining up once again before letting him sink down. Brendon let out another small moan and looked at Dallon, his face flushed. Dallon looked pretty embarrassed as well. He moved his hands to the smallers waist, the smaller moving his hands to the tallers shoulders. Brendon slowly lifted himself up a little before sinking back down with a moan. Dallon helped him out, gently helping him raise himself. Brendon slowly started to bounce, the others hips pushing up when he came back down. He moaned, leaning forward against Dallon's chest. Dallon bit his lip and groaned, snapping his hips up quickly, causing the other to let out a loud moan. The omega slowly stopped bouncing as the other took control, thrusting up into him quickly. Brendon let out loud moans, his eyebrows knitted together and his eyes screwed shut. He whimpered softly and held onto the alpha.
"I-I'm close-" He moaned out, slumping into the others chest.
"H-hold it..." Dallon grumbled and let out a small moan, getting close himself.  Brendon only whined in protest, holding onto Dallon. The older bit his lip hard, snapping his hips up into the smaller one last time before he moaned and came.
"L-let it out..." he said softly, feeling himself knot. Brendon tensed and moaned, his body shaking as he came onto the others stomach. He panted heavily, laying against the taller as he gently stroked him, coming down from his high. Once he calmed down, he slowly opened his eyes to look at Dallon. The teacher had his head leaning against the chair, his hair stuck to his face due to sweat. He panted softly, his grip still tight on the younger waist. Brendon closed his eyes again and leaned against him, sighing contently.
"How long are we stuck like this?" He asked softly, his voice barley above a whisper. Dallon slowly opened his eyes and looked down at him, then sighed and leaned back again, holding the small boy close.
"A little while..." he said softly. "I'll take you home." He added, rubbing his hand up and down the others back. Brendon just hummed in response, slowly falling asleep.
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Welp- not sure how I feel about this.
I might update this story one more time or finally start another book that I'm super exited for. It's a adopted by Brallon story, but I have some cool ideas. I don't know if I'll re-upload a better teaser/prologue.
Requests still open!!