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Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Part One

Matt

Let me make one thing clear right from the start, because I really don’t think we should set out on this with you having the wrong idea about me. I’m a selfish, insensitive, inconsiderate bastard. I always have been. I don’t give money to charity, I don’t buy charity merchandise and I’m certainly not overflowing with the milk of human kindness. I hardly even notice what my own family does most of the time.

I don’t care if other people have less than me money wise, not one little bit. It’s their problem not mine. Second thing you should probably know is that I don’t pick up boys off the streets. Never have. If I want a man to shag, I go to a club and pick someone up that way, get to know them just enough to find out if they're Beta bottoms, then it’s back to mine or theirs for a good hard fuck and go separate ways once I’ve come. To be honest, I don’t even care enough to hang around for them to come if I do first. I fuck. I get sucked. I dominate every sexual encounter I have, never surrendering control for an instant. Any sex is always on my terms, quick, vigorous, no strings, no emotions, no complications of any kind. I bottomed for no one, and I certainly never wanted to settle down with one person, thereby limiting myself.

I’m sure you’ve got a pretty clear picture of me now. Nice view, isn’t it? It came naturally, being an arsehole like that, the son of a very dominant Alpha lawyer (thankfully not hereditary) wealthy in my own right, fuck that constant grovelling when someone found out my name, and I don't let no one tell me I should be any different. It was inevitable.

Then everything changed.

I'm in London for a friend's birthday. Mind you it pissed me off that I had to fly thousands of miles just for a damn birthday bash. But me and Lincoln go way back, way way back to toddlers. Until his parents up and moved him to England because his father thought it best for growing their pharmaceutical business. I guess they've been doing well. They're names are practically on every pill bottle or IVU bag, anything related to the medical field. Lincoln Glaxo. Nice.

Anyway, it's a very balmy late summer afternoon and I was in the city browsing shops for some kind of gift. What in the hell do you buy for a guy who has everything? Then I started grinning. Fuck it. I picked up one of those I love London novelty things, but this thing happens to be a condom and I quote….I want to see big ben. I chuckled because big Ben looked like a giant dick shaped clock. God this was hilarious and no one would have thought of this. Then I'll I end up jetting us on some crazy trip of sex and booze. This little stupid thing was too much to pass up. He'd love it. Speak of the devil.

"Hey bud." I said, holding my phone my ear.

"Matt! Where the hell are you? You were meant to be at my place an hour ago."

"Calm your bitching. I'm just grabbing something real quick. I'll grab a cab."

"Hurry your ass up. The barque is already getting fired up and that mobile cocktail bar I was banging on about has just arrived and damn…." He made a wooo sound. "The bartender is fucking hot."

"Beta. Alpha?"

"Dunno bud. There's so many people I can't get a whiff on him, but dayum he's fucking gorgeous. So hurry the hell up."

"Alright. See you shortly." I quickly paid for the stupid but genius item and started speeding through the world in the same heedless rush as nearly everyone else, careless if I barged anyone out of my way. I don’t think I considered, even once, others might be in even more of a hurry than I was. I had only one priority. PARTY. BOOZE. SEX. I called for a cab and hopped in and gave the guy the address. God, it stank in here, like the cabbie just dropped himself in a vat of grease and then added old aged gravy into the mix. I'm going to stink like this by the time I get to Lincoln's. Luckily for me I had my suitcase. No way was I paying for a hotel when I had Lincoln's place. Lavish is an understatement and a hot tub too.

By the time we arrived I sniffed myself and definitely smelt like the guy. I screwed up my nose and held back a retch. "Cheers mate, keep the change." He nodded and I scarpered from the cab as quickly as I could. There's four kinds of people in this world. Alphas, like me and Lincoln. Alpha's made up fifty percent of the population, the Beta's who made up twenty percent then Omega's who made up fifteen percent and normals. Just normal people who made up the remaining fifteen, like that stinking cabbie. Obviously I've fucked Alpha's and Beta's but I've never had an Omega. They are very far and few between, plus I didn't want to lose my head over a guy only good for reproduction. That would mean money. I don't spend money on other people, except my friends, like a visa versa thing. We look out for our own.

"Jesus Matt, took you long enough!" I looked up to see Lincoln bowling towards me. "Oh god," he said, and held his face. "You stink."

"Yep. That cabby was nasty man. I need a shower pronto."

"Come on."

I grabbed my suitcase and followed behind Lincoln. I heard a bass thumping and lots of voices. The food smelt so good too, until Lincoln disappeared in the sea of people in his huge backyard. "Fuck." I thought. Dammit. I'll just go into his real quick and have a wash. But as I rushed towards the open side door. Someone bowled into me and I grabbed him quickly to stop myself falling on my backside, it didn't work though.

"Yeah ouch." Said the body. Then I raised my eyes to the most beautiful face I had ever seen in my life, one so exquisite it left me dumbfounded for a moment. Starting with endlessly deep, dark almond shaped eyes that held all the world’s sin and anguish, though there was determination there too, fire and spirit, an unquenchable thirst for life, framed by thick, long black lashes as delicate as butterfly wings. His bone structure was delicate too, as if it would break from the slightest caress. I’d never seen anyone whose delicate prettiness was still so masculine. Ordinarily a lad who looked like that would be dismissed as merely a pretty boy, but he had just enough firmness to his chin and strong definition to his jaw to still look completely male. His cheekbones were prominent without being too sharp. I couldn’t tell if his skin was tanned or if it was the deep sunset.

His dark hair was tied neatly, with small strands tucked behind his delicate looking ears. His mouth was extraordinary. Full, wide and beautifully sculpted. If it hadn’t been for the smell, I think I would have kissed him immediately, slowly, lingering over every contour of those lips before moving on to the rest, lavishing every part of him with all the attention it clearly deserved. But that smell….that damn smell. He's an Omega. I knew it. But he'd tried to cover it up with a strong cologne. How on this earth did the others not notice that this beautiful cocktail bartender was an Omega? I sure as hell did and so did my damn thumping heart. What a rare thing indeed.