Veritas Ratio didn't want to admit it at first, but the IPC cornerstone has a scent that makes him a little weak on the knees. Something he's never had an issue with when dealing with other alphas he comes across. It was beginning to become a problem, because the truth of the matter is Veritas is hiding his secondary gender. Not for any malicious purposes, no, but in order to pave a tranquil path towards his goal in life.

Revealing his true secondary gender might bring him attention from places he'd rather not incite. It was better to take scent blockers and pretend he was a beta where no one will bother him.

That is, until now. Veritas can't keep up appearance with how heavy and enticing this scent is on his nose. He feels his legs become weak, forcing him to lean against the wall to support himself. Though Veritas has been detached with his true gender, he knows a little about them. Heats, mating instincts, those type of stuff. He also knows about fated mates, where the universe creates red strings of fate between two people, an alpha and an omega.

He just didn't think he'd be the recipient to such lofty designs of the universe.

From his vision, he sees the blonde walking towards him in huge strides. Veritas can't see the other man' expression, not with the sunglasses hiding his eyes, but he can sense a predator when he see one.

Veritas barely braced himself before the IPC's cornerstone took him by the arm, "Veritas Ratio, you need to get yourself somewhere safe, now." he hissed, then dragged Veritas towards emergency rooms situated around the facility for alphas and omegas who lost control.

Though Veritas expected the worst, but what ended up happening was the blonde shoving him inside the room and instructed him to lock the door, before promptly stepping outside of said room and closing the door behind him.

"Sorry," Veritas hears the alpha's voice from the other side of the door, "I didn't expect you of all people to be my fated mate. Ah, why did I even apologize, it's not like I planned this."

Veritas doesn't say anything in favor of letting the alpha continue.

"Listen, I don't want things to be complicated. I've read your files and none of it mention you being an omega, so I can only assume that you were hiding your gender. I won't tell anyone about this either, so once you recovered, I hope we can put this aside and focus on the mission."

Right, the mission. The Intelligentsia guild assigned him to be the representative, and now he's going to accompany the cornerstone for the mission. The Cornerstone that happens to be his fated mate.

What a disaster.

.

Despite all their previous bravado, here they are, within Aventurine's private chamber. Veritas Ratio has been stripped naked, with his face pressed against soft pillows and ass raised high to meet the unrelenting thrusts from the alpha.

Veritas never imagined he'd succumb to his instinct and drool around the feeling of a cock lodged deep inside of his wet cunt, much less enjoying it, but Aventurine has proven to have good techniques that has forced climax upon climax on the unexperienced omega.

At this point, Veritas is incoherent, his words are slurred and most often than not interrupted by constant moans from the pleasure. Aventurine's dick was just perfect, like it belongs to be inside of him.

"You're, you're going into heat..." Aventurine states, sensing from the smell around him. The once faint smell of sandalwood becoming more thicker by the second. "Crap," he cursed, but doesn't slow down with this penetration. "I'm going into a rut as well."

Veritas with a clear mind would probably look at this situation unsavory. Veritas at present, however, tries to twist his body so he can look at Aventurine, hands weakly grabbing on the alpha's waist for support. "Knot me," he says deliriously, "I can take it. Please, please I need it."

Aventurine growls at that, his inner alpha pushed to the forefront with such a tempting invitation, and before long, his pace becomes even more brutal. Aventurine has Veritas' body folded to the point that Veritas' knees are touching his head, the alpha pressing his hands against the omega's thigh to keep him in place as he begins to piston his cock inside of the omega with wild abandon. Veritas chokes from how deep he feels the cock inside of him, how it feels as though it wants to breach against his cervix. What was left of his rational mind hopes not, it'll be far too painful.

Veritas can only receive what he was given, letting the alpha do whatever he wants with his body, allowing his body to be used for the alpha to chase his own pleasure. Each thrust of the cock punching moans after moans from the omega, and he was far too gone to feel shameful about it.

Then Veritas feels the alpha's cock begin to expand on the base before a generous amount of cum flows inside of him, straight into his womb. It makes Veritas feel far too full, but his inner omega relished in this sensation. It would be even better if the alpha claims him right this instant.

Veritas thought he'd get himself some few minutes of rest, but Aventurine has other ideas. He begins to thrust anew into Veritas, seemingly ready to go for another round. "You feel so good," Veritas hears the alpha say, "It feels like I want to stay inside of you forever."

The omega in his head keens at that. He wraps his legs around Aventurine and pushed his knee against the alpha's back in encouragement. "What's stopping you?" Veritas asks.

The very last coherent sentence he said before they drown once more in carnal desire.

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"So, I may have fallen in love with you at first sight." Aventurine admits, after all things are said and done.

"You're joking." Veritas replies, currently massaging his back after being forced to bend in various ways during their intercourse.

"No, I'm serious! I think I want to court you. Hey, don't look away. Don't you think I'm a good candidate? Don't ignore me, Veritas Ratio!"

(thank you for the prompt!!)