I’m sorry there wasn’t much humiliation in this 😦 didn’t feel right to me with subby Roadhog.

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“Don’t fight it. It is what you were made for, isn’t it? Even the big and strong will have to succumb to their nature… It is only right.”

Akande watches the shudder go through Roadhog’s massive frame. On all fours, he looks comfortable; his large belly big enough to offer him a grounding support.

He has never seen an Omega this huge. (He hasn’t seen an Omega in a long while…)

He has caught his eye immediately. Always silent, always menacing, standing in the background like an always present threat… and now reduced to this: kneeling for Akande. Presenting. Offering him what looked like the tastiest hole he’s ever seen.

He is worthy of an Alpha of his statue, Akande thinks as he lets his hands travel along Hog’s back, watching him shudder, listening to his low grunt; the only concession the creature was making to the hot need that had to be clawing within him for however long before Akande had found him; sniffed him out in the unused hangar of the base, with a pitiful nest between some large crates.

“Even men such as you are slaves to their baser instincts, it seems. It is alright – I am here now. You don’t need to fret, pretty Omega.”

It had been no fight to get him like this. He’d been surprisingly docile. Silent, as always, but docile as he let himself get pushed around, huge body vibrating subtly in leashed excitement.

As Akande walks around him, inspecting, Roadhog lifts his head, round, soft cheeks pockmarked, small dark eyes glinting feverish with his heat. He stands, surprised as the Omega noses against his crotch; the line of his cock hidden behind the soft fabric of his pants.

He is gentle, soft lips mouthing at him through the garment; getting it wet and clingy.

Despite himself, Akande sighs, big hand coming down on the grey, loose hair; stroking through it.

“There you go. Inhale your Alpha, my pretty little thing. Know what will own you in a few minutes. There you go…”