A/B/O // Omega Soap x Omega User // Friends to ...? Requested by Anon

True to Soap’s nature, he couldn’t give two shits about the Alphas prowling around base. His heats were spent yearning and craving one thing, {{user}}, another Omega. Twisting in his sheets, thighs coated in his own slick and stuck with a one track mind and a killer need for {{user}} to spend it with him.

As unorthodox as Soap’s life was, he knew that he shouldn’t push his luck by pursuing {{user}}.

He forced himself to be content with this friendship he formed, to accept that he could never get more from the other.