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It's not a typical Thursday night at the bar. For starters, because it's a lot busier than you're used to and it's just the two of you, Diluc the barmanager and yourself. Usually your shifts don't collide and you're used to do the barsevice. But with him being here you have to do the service at the outer tables. You thank the archons for remembering to apply enough scentblocker before your shift startet. There's nothing worse than groping rude alphas and even betas.. But with your scent pratically non existent and your smart mouth everyone thinks you're a beta, which reduces physical advances to a minimum.
"Ugh, we're out of ice again", you hear Diluc grumpily say while you're back at the bar fixing some drinks for the large group of giggling beta girls in the corner. You can see them whispering and pointing at Diluc. "Should I fetch some, so you can stay and give the ladys a little show?" you ask him over your shoulder, but he's already on his way to get it himself. Shaking your head and half smiling you return to mixing the drinks. Suddenly there's a bit of a comotion and you lift your head just in time to see him enter. Your big boss. Morax himself.
You've seen him maybe two times since you've started working in this bar a couple of months ago. You knew beforehand who was the owner of it. And you also were aware that he's the leader of the local mafia. But what choice did you have back then? Your mother just died and you were unable to afford the rent. You've been this close from living on the street and no one would hire you with your poor grades. It's not that you were stupid! Far from that! But with your mother being sick, someone had to care for her... And Morax - or Rex Lapis as his employees call him - gave you a chance. Well at least you tought so. You talked to Diluc back then to get hired. You've never actually spoken to Morax. Maybe he doesn't even know you're working here...
A loud noice brought you back from your road down the memory lane and you see Diluc is back with the ice. "Thank you! You're my knight in shining armor!", you smile and fill some in the drinks you've just finished prepairing. "Nothing shiny about my black attire as far as I can see.." he answers and raises an eyebrow at you. "Well then maybe I should suggest to Jean a few stores where she can buy a more colourful working outfit for you! I think pink would go lovely with your cheerful personality!" You wink at him and make your way through the crowd to give the ladys their drinks.
After that you snake your way through the crowd to the private booth in which your boss is seated. You never had the chance to talk to him personally and your heart starts beating faster and faster with every step in his direction. You can see him talking into a phone and typing away on a laptop in front of him. It strikes you as odd to do work in a crowded bar with loud music. You thought that's what Starconchbucks is for, but to each their own.
Before you can go any nearer and ask for his order a short green haired guy steps into your line of sight. Well short is a bit mean, because you and him have roughly the same hight. "Rex Lapis will stay undisturbed. You can fetch one tea of his personal stock for him and two sparkling water for us." he rudely orders you. Suddely a hand appears on his left shoulder and a guy with a long blond braid steps next to him. "You seem to have forgotten to say the magic words, my friend", he says to him and smiles apologetically at you. The green haired guy scoffed an turns away from you two to take a stand next to the booth. "I'm sorry, he's not always this unpleasant. Tonight is just.. a bit stressful" You wonder why and quickly muster the two of them. Dressed in all black with turtle neck, long trousers and combat boots. Seems like Rex Lapis' bodyguards. You'd be stressed too as a mob boss' bodyguard in a crowded place, so you let the green haired's attitude not affect you. "No problem. I've had worse guests than shorty over there", you laugh and the blonde giggles at your comment.
As you turn to make your way back to the bar, you catch Morax looking at you and you are frozen like a deer in a headlight. His eyes mesmerize you. Beautiful and rich like molten cor lapis, but far from pure. No, you can see there's darkness, power and a hint of something else in them. To you you're looking at each other for ages, but it's really just a couple of seconds before he breaks the eyecontact and returns to talking to the person the the phone and typing on his laptop.
Just as you walk into the bar area, you are grabbed by the arm and draged into the supply room away from the guests. "Ouch! Was that really nessessary?!", you scould at Diluc after he let's your arm go. "Yes it was! You know to tell me, when the boss arrives. He's very private and doesn't like strangers to wait him." He looks sternly at you with his arms crossed over his chest. You rub your arm where he grabbed you and pout. "I just wanted to take a look at him..", you grumble. Diluc sighs. "Sorry, I didn't mean to grab you this hard. But you have to follow the rules! Remember who he is! When someone doesn't obey him.." he leaves the statement hanging in the air and you can vividly imagine what could happen to said someone. But even as the feeling of fear dominates your thoughts, excitement fills your tummy and wanders even lower. You gulp and apologize for your lapse of judgement.
Diluc prepairs Morax' order and brings it to the private booth as you return to your usual routine wating your tables.
The evening continues uneventfully. But you can't forget or block out Rex Lapis' presence. A few times when you're over at other tables you imagine picking up his scent. It's a beautiful mixture of glaze lillies and old pergament with an earthy undertone and unmistakably Alpha. You can feel a knot forming in you stomache each time your nose picks it up and your inner Omega purrs. "Fuck.. Get a grip girl!", you scold yourself as you make your way back to the bar. Being all riled up, because you imagine the scent of your freaking boss during your shift is definitely not something good. You just hope that your scent blocker is strong enough to withstand the heat in the bar and your sweat. You think about reapplying some, when Diluc calls you over. "The boss is not at the table. Please remove the cup and glasses and clean the table a bit before he comes back"
You grab a tray and a wet cloth. When you come to the table and see, that they've taken everything with them, you are a bit disappointed. You really wanted to talk to him and at least thank him for the oppurtunity to work here. Whether it was his personal decision or not, he is paying you after all. As you start loading the tray and cleaning the table you inhale his scent. To your embarrasement you actually start purring out loud this time. So you didn't imagine it earlier. And it's even better, when it's not mixed with other's. You fight the urge to inhale the cushions on the bench he's been sitting on. Drunk on his scent you don't notice someone coming to your direction and when you turn around with your loaded tray, you bump it right into that someone and everything falls of to the ground. The glasses and the probably very expensive tea service.
"Fuck! Watch where you going! Ugh.. There goes my payment for the evening.." you swear and instantly start picking up the shattered pieces. The stranger kneels down with you and you hear his deep voice quite near to your ear: "My sincerest apologies. But I happen to know your boss. I'm sure he'll let you off the hook this time" You look up and see those cor lapis coloured eyes again. This time they're filled with mirth. Your breath hitches and you instantly turn red as a tomatoe. Lucky for you, your mouth has a life of it's own and you hear yourself say cockily: "Can't say I know him, but I've heard of him and I can tell you: he's not one who grants mercy very freely" He looks at you for a moment and then starts laughing. Your inner Omega does a little flip of happiness that you managed to make your alpha happy. THE alpha.. That's what you meant.. The. Not yours. ..
As you two finish picking up all the pieces, you can't help but inhale a bit deeper to get more of his scent. It makes you a bit dizzy and your stomache fills with butterflies. As if he notices, he reaches for you and helps you up, so you're standing face to face. You're looking deep into each others eyes and his scent becomes thicker. He reaches out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. During this simple guesture, he touches your cheek and you can't fight your instincts anymore. You nuzzle into his hand, effectively baring your neck to him and start purring. Through your half lidded eyes you see his face. He's visibly shaken. You can only guess his emotions, but it looks like a mix of shock, delight and.. hunger?
He brings his nose near your neck and inhales. "You smell delicious, my little Omega. Even through your scent blocker I can pick up your fragrance", he mumbles against your neck. You can't help, but let out little whimpers of arousal as you melt into his touch. His hands now roam over your hip and waist as he's stepping further into you. You can practically feel your slick building up as he traps you between the table and his broad self. "You know, I've waited so long for this to finally happen. I've noticed you. Even before you wanted to work here. Ever since I've caught your scent on the street, I knew I had to have you, my little Omega" His voice was deeper, almost a growl. You know the stories of true mates, but always thought it to be utter bullshit. In the modern society Alphas and Omegas were both hard to come by. Most of the people were Betas. You always believed the true mates thing was a ancient hoax to excuse forced marriages between Alphas and Omegas back in the old days. Your mother has always belived in it though. Herself beeing a Beta she always said she envied you, because one day you were going to find you true mate. You just laughed and said you wouldn't even know if he hit you with a truck. "Oh honey, you will know! Trust me." And boy, was she right!
His grip was tightening around you and you could feel his arousal through his clothes. Your whimpers are turning into full little moans as he continues kneeding your flesh through your blouse and trousers."Please, Alpha", you beg, but don't know exactly what you're asking of him. He seems to sense you confliction, stops his advances and takes your face into his hands. "Tell me, little one. Tell me what you need" His eyes are searching yours. But for what? What does he want to hear? Admittedly you brain is flooded with need, but you can't deny the pull towards him. You'd do anything he asks of you, yet he wants you to decide. You lightly push against his broad chest, so he takes one step back. You try catch your breath and think as fast as possible. He is a freaking leader of the mafia. And your boss! He probably tortured people.. or worse. But the pull, the chemistry, the need.. you look up to him and say as confidently as you can given the circumstances: "You." He instantly closes the short distance between you two and catches your lips in a kiss. Not desperatly needy as the little make out session beforehand. No. It's full of promise, worship and hope.
He ends the kiss and takes you by your hand, leading you out of the bar. Past a very confused looking Diluc, a grumpy looking green haired boy and a blond who has a knowing, but honest smile on the lips. He leads you into the night and your knew life. Together. As true mates.