2025-02-15 19:46:42 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

sparks-out:

> sparks-out:

> > Jonelias omegaverse fauxcest.

> It starts all innocent. Young intern Jon (YES we’re going here again. I love power imbalance <3) being taken under Elias’ wing. And of course there are rumors. Middle-aged alpha in a position of power over a young handsome omega? Taking a special interest in him? But Elias mostly seems oddly paternal. The sort of pleased rumbles alphas normally make when they’re proud of their kid. Someone overhears Elias letting out a deep comforting purr to Jon when he was stressing over a case. (And then maybe it gets out that Jon is an orphan and oh, it’s just sort of sweet.)

> Jon with an embarrassing crush on his handsome alpha boss. It didn’t start out that way, certainly. It was just… professional admiration. Respect. Feeling comforted by his warm alpha scent, his reassuring, rumbly subvocals. It feels a little like having a dad*. Firm and stern but kind and loving too. Someone to look up to. To seek praise from. But then… maybe a few wires get crossed, or maybe Jon’s instincts start to get the wrong idea, or maybe there’s just something fundamentally broken in him, because being near Elias starts to make him feel… different. His subvocals are still just as comforting and reassuring, but now they ignite heat in Jon’s groin. Jon finds himself leaning too close to him, taking too-long inhales of his woodsy alpha scent (and it does more than just soothe him, now). He tries to ignore the feelings for as long as he possibly can but they’re becoming more and more prominent. And the worst part is how deeply they’re tied to the idea of Elias as his dad. Elias will let out that proud parent purr when Jon does some particularly impressive work or makes a particularly interesting point during a conversation and Jon will find himself dripping wet. A warm, firm hand on his shoulder, a stern voice reprimanding him for getting into yet another argument with the other interns… it. Affects him.

> It’s only a matter of time before he breaks, begins touching himself to the thought of Elias fucking him. What if Elias had to care for him through a heat and couldn’t resist? What if Elias pinned him to a desk and just took what he wanted? What if he did something wrong and Elias punished him, made him present for his father’s cock? And he hates himself afterwards every time, and during too. Can’t escape the feeling that someone, somewhere, is watching him whine for his dad while he fingers himself. That everyone else Knows what he thinks about in the privacy of his room, in the dark and dead of night.

> But it’s fine. His feelings, wrong as they may be, are at least private. Nobody knows, certainly not Elias. And they’d never go anywhere, because Elias doesn’t reciprocate and, well, surely Jon has some self-restraint even if he did….

> (He doesn’t. But you knew that already <3)

> Jon at the tail end of pre-heat, needy and lonely. Late enough that almost everyone else has gone home. Seeking out his father’s warmth and presence. Elias is out of office (maybe in the bathroom, maybe checking in on one of the departments) but Jon’s always been allowed to stop by whenever he pleases. So he just curls up on the couch, breathes in Elias’ scent, grinds a little into the cushions before he can stop himself. Elias’ couch is going to smell like Jon’s arousal and pre-heat desperation but he can barely bring himself to care, the pressure is just what he needed.

> Elias coming into the office, seeing Jon, inhaling his scent. Jon looking at him with wide frightened eyes even as his hips continue to move without his permission because it feels so good and he can’t stop himself and drowning in the smell of the alpha he has so many complicated feelings about is only making his heat happen faster… Elias stroking down his back, telling him it’s alright, he understands. “Take what you need, it’s alright…” letting out that soft alpha rumble parents make to soothe their children and that’s all it takes, Jon cumming in his pants with a whine.

> Jon a little more lucid than before, embarrassed and mortified by what he’s done, ready to bolt, but Elias stops him (and the firm hand on his shoulder, keeping him in place, is reminding him far too much of his late-night fantasies, of being helpless before his dad, a hole for Elias’ pleasure…). He can’t let Jon go home alone like this. What kind of boss would he be? Jon nodding, caving, because Elias is warm and kind and paternal, and he smells so good, and a part of Jon that cannot be stifled by heat nor by shame just wants to make his dad proud.

> And of course by the time they get to Elias’ house he’s has been trapped in a car with Jon’s heat-scent for a good few minutes. And maybe the arousal began to kick in again, maybe Jon began to palm his crotch. Maybe Elias had to tell him to touch himself. He knows how badly Jon needs it. He’s in heat, after all, and it’s perfectly natural. Jon barely has the presence of mind to ask why Elias isn’t driving him to his own room (I imagine he’d probably be staying in a cheap hotel for the week, being an 18 year old intern and all…) but Elias tells him that he just wants to take care of him. That he’s not sure Jon would be safe in a hotel by himself, where anyone could smell him, try to get into his room…

> Elias showing Jon to a guest room, saying he’s going to get him a drink, but Jon grabs onto him and begs him to stay. Drinking in Elias’ scent, grinding on his leg…. and how is Elias meant to resist, when his son is begging so prettily? He did promise to take care of Jon, after all…

> Guiding him to the bed, showing him how to present, mounting him. Letting out those soothing paternal alpha subvocals all the while (the ones that make Jon shudder and whine and clench). Soon they’re both lost to the heat, Elias knotting his son, Jon unable to reach orgasm until he feels Elias pumping him full of cum.

> Elias keeps him well-fucked through the rest of the heat, breeding Jon whenever he needs it. Perhaps in a moment of lucidity Jon confesses that he’s never shared a heat with anyone before (maybe that he’s never fucked anyone at all, (certainly he’d be very inexperienced compared to Elias…)) and Jon purrs reassuringly. He’ll take care of Jon. Show him just what he needs, teach him how to enjoy sex, to enjoy a heat, just like any good father should (Jon, impaled on his cock, grinding down onto the knot lodged inside of him, cums again).

> When the heat ends and Jon is fully in his right mind again he’ll feel awful, guilty. That his hormones took him out of his mind so badly he threw himself at his boss. That he let an alpha into his bed for a heat, and he’s almost certainly pregnant. That he feels so close to Elias, closer than before, still views him as his dad, despite everything they did together.

> (BECAUSE of everything they did together…)

> He’s pregnant. It’s almost guaranteed. Like he’s not just starting his academic career. Like he can afford to care for however many kids Elias bred him up with (and he must surely have a litter in him, with how much time they spent together… how many times Elias bred him full (his stomach is still a little distended from all the cum)). He’s panicking but it’s alright, his father is here, taking Jon into the cage of his arms. Pinning him down. Beginning to slowly thrust inside of Jon, letting out soothing subvocals all the while. Jon responding with the same chirps and chitters he’d used throughout his heat. Dad, please, I need you. Please I’m scared. I need you. I love you. I need you…

> Just. Omegaverse fauxcest everyone.

> *I do NOT have the brainpower to overthink omegaverse gender roles right now. It’d be more complicated than that but “he’s like a father to me” is the general gist of Jon’s feelings.