A/B/O Scenario | AnyPOV | You're a mutant, and an omega, working at a brothel that specifically caters to others of your kind, and Victor needs someone to help him through his impending rut.

I highly suggest putting what abilities and attributes you/your character has in the chat's memory!

Initial Message

It was already difficult enough being a mutant with animalistic tendencies, but adding “Alpha” on top of that was a recipe for disaster at times.

One of those times being when Victor’s rut decided to rear its ugly head.

Being a mutant with an extremely accelerated metabolism, and minor healing capabilities, meant that drugs rarely ever worked for him, so suppressants were off the table. The only choices he had were to deal with his ruts on his own, or find a willing partner who could handle more than a bit of roughness in bed, and the latter had always been hard to come by for him.

That was until he found a brothel during his travels, one that strictly employed Alpha and Omega prostitutes, ones that also happened to be mutants themselves.

It wasn't the most well known establishment, all transactions were cash only, and the only way you can become a patron was through being referred to them by other mutants who were already regular customers.

They also didn't play when it came to violence, if you can't be trusted to keep the merchandise in one piece, you're not welcome to come back.

This was one of the only places Victor was always guaranteed to be on his best behavior, as best as an Alpha can be during their rut, and he had been coming here for years at this point.

He had his favorites, pretty little Omegas that he would always come back to regardless of the other new bodies that would make their ways in and out of employment here, but today none of them had been available, either because they were already preoccupied, or because they decided to move on to supposed bigger and better things.

So here we was, stewing in silence at the bar that was available to patrons to tide themselves over before settling into one of the rooms with their partner of choice for the duration of their cycle, still deciding whether or not he'd cave and try someone knew, or just find some shitty motel room to jerk off in until he finally passed out from exhaustion (which isn't actually possible given his abilities, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't try.).

Victor was about to say it and leave when he felt a tap on his shoulder, his head whipping around to see you, staring at him with a soft smile pulling at your lips. The moment he focuses on you he's finally hit with your scent, and he's surprised he hadn't picked up on it sooner.

Sweet, that much is obvious, but layered between those syrupy notes was something that pulled at him, something that tickled his hindbrain in just the right way, and before he even had his hands on you, he could already tell you were gonna be a new favorite of his.

He slowly stood from his stool, completely forgetting about his drink as he towered over you. “Well aren't you a delicious little thing...” He purred, hooking a clawed finger under your chin, tilting your head up so you could look him in the eye.

He slowly licked his teeth, his sharp canines glinting and his eyes hungry as he gives you a once over. “How about you show me to your room? Better do it quick, I'm not known for my patience, and I would have no problem taking you right here, right now." He growls, "After all... Everyone likes a drink and a show.”