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Senku was staring at the face of the Alpha before him. He was in his mid-fifties at last, so one of the older generations. The man (Senku didn't even bother to remember the name) cleared his throat and looked again at the papers in his hands.
“Your request for an Omega is… oddly specific,” said the other Alpha. Senku could barely hold in to roll his eyes.
“I heard your agency was the best,” said Senku diplomatically. “If you aren't able to meet my demands, I simply have to search elsewhere.”
Senku thought about his request. He wanted an older Omega, possible male. He should speak English and should be able to hold a conversation with others. The normal Omega behavior requests like cooking and cleaning were pretty standard.
He hadn't thought that he would get a call to meet with the agency in person. He just needed an Omega at home so that he would not be looked over again at his job.
Senku was honest to a fault and he knew it. Most people appreciated it, since he wasn't a big Alpha by any means. He had often been ill as a child, so he learned to use the time at home to read and learn. Science had become his passion, especially as his adoptive father had flown into space.
Senku knew that his body would make it impossible for him to be an astronaut (he would alone hurl at the gravity loss) but that didn’t mean that the Alpha couldn’t work for JAXA.
It had been hard work, but he was now working as an engineer and in the astrophysics department at JAXA. He wanted some of his projects founded, and he had held more than one presentation about it.
The result? He lacked empathy. He was too direct. An Omega would be good for him.
Senku was 34 years old. His old man was still teaching at the university, also happy without an Omega. Senku had his view about them from him. He didn’t like the system – having an Omega meant being responsible for another human being, but in a bad way. Nobody would bat an eye if the Omega was hurt, abused, starved or worse, dead.
Senku didn’t want to contribute to this system. He was way too old for having an Omega for the first time – that’s why he requested an older one. Maybe they could work together: he would get his projects approved at work and the Omega would get a safe home, an Alpha who wasn’t touching him against his will and time for healing whatever abuse he had to endure in his life.
“No! We have one Omega who matches the description,” said the other Alpha and wrote a note for Senku. “I will call ahead, telling them to get the Omega ready for you.”
Senku bit back some words on that. He hated how they talked about the Omega like it was some kind of thing to be bought and sold. But that was the world he was living in.
“Looking forward to it,” said Senku, taking the note and leaving the man behind.
***
Senku was standing before a standard Omega center. The Alpha saw young Omegas talking to each other in a fenced off area. The air smelled of sweet Omegas, mostly young ones.
He walked through the door, hoping his Alpha scent wouldn´t disturb the peace too much. He wasn't as big as his Alpha friend Taiju, but he still smelled the part. Apparently his eyes with the dark red color screamed Alphas as well. It had taken Yuzuriha, Taiju’s Omega, a few months till she had been able to look him in the eyes. She had later told him that his eyes seemed to scream Alpha at her, making her feel nervous.
He got a small badge and was guided to a room with the windows open. He got some water served and an older Alpha came along, a male Omega behind him.
Even Senku, who didn't care much about appearances, saw that the Omega was handsome, even if he was too tall for most tastes. He had split white and black hair, so some sort of Vitiligo seemed to be the case. He was tall for an Omega but thin. Senku frowned. Someone with that high should have more mass on him. If this worked out the Omega should get more to eat. Senku didn't like the trend that the Omega had to be as petite as possible, even starving to fit the image.
The other Alpha told him his name, as the Omega at least got to sit down at the table too. Senku didn't think he would be able to stay calm if the other Alpha had forced the Omega to be kneeling beside them.
“Mr. Ishigami, I got a call about your request. This Omega here is called Gen, and he fits your wants nearly perfectly. Do you want to ask some questions?”
Senku observed the other Alpha for a moment. He seemed genuine in his care at last. Senku didn´t smell any resentment and he saw a mating bite peeking out. It was still frowned upon that Omegas bite their Alphas back – so for the man to be working here and showing it he must love his Omega a lot. Senku lost some of his tenseness.
“I have some, actually,” said Senku and looked at the Omega. “You can ask me questions as well. I think in this situation we should both be sure about this before continuing.”
The Omega, who had looked at the desk, showing submission without it being called out, slowly looked up, testing the waters.
“If Alpha has the time, I would love to ask some questions,” said the Omega in a smooth voice. Senku somehow felt like the voice suited him, making him want to talk more with the Omega.
Senku smiled. “I have time. Did someone tell you what my requests were?”
The Omega – Gen – nodded. “You need an Omega companion. You work at JAXA, so you take pride in your job. You want someone to hold a conversation if there are beneficial parties or sponsors present. English is a must. Household chores should be done like a normal Omega would do it. Did I forget something, Alpha?”
Senku grinned, as he heard the small cheekiness in the voice. The Omega just played innocent, he was more intelligent then he let on.
“Yeah, sometimes I traveled in the US for NASA, so English is a must there. They are even more traditional there in terms of Omegas, so someone who can at least play the part is a must.”
Gen smiled. “No problem for me. I had two Alphas before. The first wanted pups, but as you know the fertility of male Omegas depends on a lot of different circumstances. I still have mild heats, but I'm on suppressants at the moment. My second Alpha was already old, so he wanted a companion for his last days. He always had friends and family over; some of them were living abroad. My English got better that way. Some of his colleagues were pretty rich, so I know those people as well.”
Senku smiled, satisfied. “That’s fine with me. I know my expectations were pretty specific, so if you wanted something to make this whole situation easier for you, I'm all ears.”
Gen raised one eyebrow – the universal ´are you serious‘ face – before looking to the Alpha next to him. “If I could request something that would be continuing the suppressants. I can only get them if my Alpha approves.”
“No problem from my side. We can write it down in the contract. If I for whatever reason don't approve of them you have the ability to get back to the agency about it,” said Senku.
“I would also like the possibility of visiting a friend of mine,” said Gen. Senku, observing him for a moment, seeing that he said ´friend´ and not ´fellow Omega´. The other person must be a Beta or an Alpha at last.
“I would like to meet this friend once, since I can't have another Alphas smell on you, sorry,” said Senku. Even if he didn't plan to mate Gen, having another Alphas smell on him in his own apartment would even set Senku on edge.
Gen nodded. “My friend is mated, so nothing like that would happen. He works at the military, so I don't see him very often. We were neighbors as children.”
Senku saw a story in his head. Little Gen with his friend – possibly an Alpha – but Gen gets sold to the most paying Alpha. Seeing each other years later, his friend already mated and worked. Gen not being able to see and talk to him, since when would another Alpha allow this? Maybe they did write letters to each other. Maybe Gen loved his old friend?
Senku blinked himself out of his thoughts. “Then that’s no problem. I would still like to meet him once. I would also like you to meet the few friends I have and my father. You would of course also get a phone and everything else you might need. My apartment has a small Heat-room, but I never used it. You´re welcome to make a nest and everything, since suppressants only work so far.”
That seemed to surprise Gen for a second, as Senku saw in his eyes. He frowned. Were Heat-rooms not something that was common anymore? Omegas in Heat were a bit needy and needed more attention. Suppressants were able to stop the Heat, but most Omegas still felt sensitive at that time, needing to nest and to scent their Alphas often.
Gen’s surprise only lasted a second before his face became calm again. “That sounds nice. I have no further questions. If we’re finished so far, would you like to scent me?”
Senku nodded, feeling his heart start to race a bit. Scenting was something personal, but to be sure that they would be able to live with each other they needed to at least not be scent repulsed.
Senku and Gen did stand up, the older Alpha who had written down most of their talk followed. Gen walked to Senku, showing him his neck while he pulled the pullover to the side. Senku saw that Gen was only a few centimeters taller than him, as he was bending to the neck. He took a deep breath, filling his senses with the smell of the Omega.
Shit.
He hadn't smelt it with the fresh air and the area full of Omegas anyway, but Gen smiled divinely. It wasn't overly sweet like most Omegas; it smelt like forest and flowers and a day in the sun. It had some deep tones from wood as well. Everything about it made Senkus Alpha brain wake up and take notice.
Senku pulled back, trying to not show his reaction. It wasn´t bad that he liked Gen's smell, but it would be harder to not touch the Omega than he thought. He hadn't planned on it, since he didn't want a sex slave either way.
Senku now showed his neck, pulling his shirt to the side. The other Alpha gasped, surprised. Gen only let his eyes widen a bit. It was not done that an Alpha let an Omega scent him. Senku couldn't help but grin. “I´m waiting,” said Senku to the Omega. He saw Gen's eyes getting sharp for a moment, seeing that the Omega took on the challenge.
Before the other Alpha could do anything Gen bent down and took a deep breath against Senkus neck. The Alpha couldn’t believe how right it felt that Gen did this. He felt like he needed to push out his chest, showing he was capable of so much more.
His Alpha instincts were active with Gen, so it seemed. Normally his brain didn’t care much about unmated Omegas either way. What was it that made Gen so different?
Gen pulled back after a few seconds, his face betraying nothing. Senku couldn't help being impressed. Gen would be a real help at those parties at his job.
“So?” asked Senku and closed the button of his shirt again. “Ready for a name change again?”
Gen smiled, showing teeth. “I think Gen Ishigami has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?”