Down The Rabbit Hole With You, Hunter~

Undertaker mourning lockets in chronological order for personal reference

Molly G. (died 10. December 1837)

Oliver A. (died 13. November 1840)

Emile C. (died 18. June 1848)

Harry E. (died 7. October 1851)

Alex B. (died 20. April 1854)

Gilbert D. (died 1. March 1862 or 1885)

Claudia P. (died 13. July 1866)

Gilbert D. (died 1. March 1862 or 1885)

Echo and Omega rescue a cat who turns out to be preggers, and they have to convince Hunter to keep her.

In the months following their escape from Kamino, Hunter had learned to expect the unexpected; something he would have thought himself well versed in already, as a soldier trained to adapt and survive in scenarios where a split second's decision could be the difference between life and death, and not just for yourself.

"Please?" Omega asks, as Hunter stares in disbelief down at her pleading, earnest brown eyes.

He's not sure what shocks him more; the fact he can hear several tiny, fluttering heartbeats that beat rapidly beneath the pace of the likewise accelerated, stronger vibrations of the two people before him... Or that his initial gut-reaction is to say "Yes, of course."

He wasn't terribly surprised by Omega being the source of shock for him today, but to have Echo standing beside her, a hand on the kid's shoulder, hovering protectively over both the child and the large, furry cat that has settled herself comfortably in the cradle of Omega's curled arms, has him reeling.

Two pairs of pleading eyes stare at him imploringly.

Hunter puts a hand to his head, still momentarily speechless. It's too early in the morning for this. How did they even find..? Not important. Not for now, anyways. He runs a hand down his face.

He blinks one eye open to stare at Echo when the man's heartrate suddenly speeds up.

"At least until she has the... Y'know," Echo falters, gesturing with his scomp-arm in a soft whirr of moving parts, belaying his hopefulness.

Hunter follows his gaze to the large, happily swollen belly of the long-haired loaf of silky fur. She blinks serene, crystaline blue eyes at him, then purrs once, a brief, short sound.

The vibration makes Hunter blink, remembering a hazy memory from last night, when he thought he heard rumbling in his sleep, but everything was too peaceful to...

Ah. So that's when they found the cat.

All three of them look -- four, counting the cat -- to the doorway of the Havoc Marauder's entry ramp as Tech enters the ship, staring down at his datapad.

"There is bad weather forcast for the next fortnight," he says without preamble. "This planet's monsoon season is setting in and the feline's nest of origin was not located in a safe area. I predict that she was someone's former pet, either abandoned or cast away, perhaps due to her gravid condition," he says in his absent-minded, factual way.

"You, too?" Hunter asks dryly, wondering just how they managed to sneak outside at night without waking him. "Where was she?"

"In a drain pipe located east of the well we have been using to supply our clean drinking water an--"

"Awww c'mon, just say yes!" Wrecker interrupts, rolling over in his bunk abruptly. "She's cute and fuzzy and she makes the kid happy."

Hunter's eyes slant to the side and upwards as he turns at the hip, narrowing his eyes at the soft stutter of someone else's heartrate.

"She's tidy," Crosshair comments, somehow knowing Hunter's attention is on him.

"And how would you know that?" Hunter wonders.

"Because there's already a litter box by the gunner access, these idiots were going to make her walk outside."

Hunter looks at his wrist to check his vambra--

The sight of his alarm-clock setting turned to inactive status has him do a double-take at the time. Shocked, he looks towards the suddenly rapid heartbeat who is responsible for the act.

Her grin is as unapologetic as her cleverness.

--

Omega's laughs echo down the hull of the ship as Hunter sits on the ramp, knees bent, elbows draped across them and hands hanging down.

"You're trying to look grumpy, and it's not working," Echo comments as his soft footsteps stroll down the metal. His limbs make a quiet whirr and clinking sound as the soldier sits.

"Hard to be mad when she's smiling like that," Hunter says honestly, allowing a small twitch to his lips. He sighs. "I hope you're not going to ask me to keep all of them. You know we--"

"Of course not," Echo assures him. But that smile on his face does nothing to ease Hunter's mind as he promptly continues, "Just the momma. Omega named her--"

"Jasmine," Hunter says with a sigh.

"Hunter! Hunter, look!" Omega suddenly cries, her voice shrill with excitement.

He's never told her, because it makes him so dang happy to hear the kid so excited, but her voice really hurts at some decibles.

"What is it?" he wonders. He's about to stand up to oblige, when he hears the pitter-patter of rapid footfalls down the ship, Omega's heart fluttering like a butterfly as she slows down, then carefully approaches him.

Twisted at the waist, Hunter's eyes widen a bit when he spots the small ball of fluff the kid is holding. Tiny blue eyes are just barely peeking out from between sticky eyelids.

"Aww, his eyes are opening," Echo coos adoringly. It's strange and pleasant to hear the soldier's voice so warm and softened, and Hunter can't stop a smile at his brother's own smile sitting so easily on pale, hollow features.

Hunter's brothers might think he caved for Omega's sake, but if he's being honest... It was the look on Echo's face that had him accepting the fate of yet another mouth to feed; and for at least a little while, several more. Echo hid his anxieties well, but there was no hiding them from Hunter's sharp senses.

If the cat made his brother sleep soundly at night, purring on his chest or curling up around his head, Hunter was glad for it. The anxiety meds the GAR had once provided were no longer an option to them.

"Cute," Hunter comments on the little kitten, then sucks in a startled breath when the tiny baby is suddenly thrust into his hands, Omega blissfully ignorant to Hunter's immediate distress.

"I, uh--"

"Awww, c'mon, you haven't held any of them," Echo encourages, throwing a smirk his way. "Afraid to lose your heart?" he taunts.

No, definitely not, but the little creature looks far more appropriate in Omega's gentle, delicate, tiny hands--

He stares down, wide-eyed, at the little black ball of fuzz. Hair sticks up every-which-way, unevenly tufted as the long hair grows in, its little tail curling around Hunter's wrist. Squinty eyes stare blearily around at wherever it's head ends up pointing, the muscles not yet developed enough to give the kitten any grace in movement.

It looks so small and fragile in his large, calloused hands.

"You look like you just got handed a live grenade," Echo comments with amusement. "Hey! Tech, grab the holopad--"

"No!" Hunter snaps, shooting him a glare, alarmed to feel his ears get warm. He doesn't need them snapping pictures of--

"Already done," Tech's dry voice informs them absently, as he steps into view tapping a few buttons on his vambrace. Their goggled brother picks a holopad off an ammunition's chest. Hunter had noticed it there before, but hadn't thought anything of it.

As he stares at Tech's small smile while his brother examines the screen, he rolls his eyes.

Unbelievable.

Omega looks cheeky. Hunter takes a moment to appreciate her wit and cleverness, because he has no doubt this strategy was probably the kid's idea, or at least the idea's origin point.

"I think you should, uh, take it back to its mom," he suggests, looking back down at the creature a split second before the tiny rush of air in its throat explodes out of its mouth as a tiny, high-pitched mewl.

The kitten's wide eyes stare up at him, fierce and angry and needy and so blue.

"Awwww he sees you!" Omega coos, already carefully scooping her slender fingers under the kitten's body and hind legs, supporting its weight carefully as she lifts the wee one up and away, hugging him protectively to her chest. "Don't worry, he's just crying because he wants more snuggles, he gets cold easily. He's like Crosshair was as a baby, always needy," she says in a conspiratorial stage-whisper.

Hunter smiles bittersweet at the memories her comment provokes, but chooses to settle on the good that Omega has highlighted.

"It's a shame we can't name him," she says sadly.

Hunter blinks at her, looking down at the kitten.

"Why not?" he wonders. Omega looks up at him, startled, as Hunter thinks of what name might suit those bright, fiery eyes and squeaky little meow. "Call him Gizmo."

He completely misses Echo's startled glance.

Omega's smile slowly stretches all the way across her face as she beams brightly up at him, and Hunter wonders faintly what memo he just missed.

She runs off to return the month-old kitten just as he opens his mouth to speak, so he directs his question to Echo.

"What? Is it a weird name?" he asks, baffled. If the Kaminoan's could assign them numbers as names at birth, then he didn't see why the kittens had to wait to earn a better one.

Echo looks at him like he should know exactly what he'd just done, one eyebrow raised.

"What?" Hunter repeats, his own heartbeat starting to pick up.

Echo just shakes his head at him, while Tech has been just staring at the whole interaction with raised brows.

--

Three months later, and they have rehomed six out of the seven kittens from Jasmine's litter to familys Omega and her brothers scoped out in town.

As the Havoc Marauder takes flight for its next destination, Hunter sighs, shaking his head at Echo, who sits in the pilot's seat with a purring feline comfortably napping.

He turns his head at the soft pad of feet, and can't stop the smile when Gizmo hops up onto his lap, and lays down.

Eyes are on him, but he doesn't care. Once that little purring rumble starts, Hunter's heart melts, and he quietly pets the silky fur as the brilliant streaks of hyperspace jump into being around them.

New year, new stuff coming up soon

For now grab this silly thing 😝

Yes I got myself very hooked with DanDaDan and I LOVE all of the characters

Ofc I got inspired to make something silly with it

So here it is. DanDaDan Bad Batch (plus one Black Butler, check pinned) AU…AKA, the AU where Tech looses his cock and balls and Hunter is a gyaru

CUTIESSSSSSS

He was 100% preg in that scene I SO KNOW 🥰🤭❤️

Thank you!!

Pregnant Old Hunter!! No need to focus on who the dad is, just he is preg and kicking well

Maybe even when saying goodbye to Omega 🥹 not his first pregnancy either

Goodbyes are not forever

He rubs his belly gently, grunting at the little kicks he’s getting. He’s seven months now, and he’s just ready for them to come.

Hunter listens as the footsteps make their way to him, they would be unheard if he had regular senses… which he does not. When the light comes on, he looks over and sees his daughter giving him a knowing look. “You thought you could just sneak off? Time hasn’t dulled all my senses.” He chuckles, waiting for her to come over.

“Papa…” Omega sighs, sitting beside him. “I know we’ve had this fight before, but I’m ready. I’m not a little girl anymore.” She says softly.

“I know. I know…” Hunter sighs. “I’m just… not ready. And I’m scared, I don’t like you having no team backing got up.”

Omega sighs, hugging him close. “I’ve made my choice, and I’ll have a team. I’m joining Hera’s team.” She pulls away and holds his hand. “You don’t have to worry, like I said… I’m not a kid.” She smiles.

Hunter pulls her forehead against his. “No matter how old you get, or where you are in the galaxy… you will always be our kid, Omega.” He says softly. “You’ve been our kid since the day we met you in that hallway, and you’ll be our kid even when we’re all marching. Always and forever.”

Omega has to hold back tears, and she hugs Hunter tightly, sniffling. “Promise me you’ll be here when I come home?” She whispers.

“Oh baby girl.” Hunter hugs her tight. “I promise. Rex is looking for a cure for our aging, and I know he’ll find one.” He smiles. “Now you better get going, you call at least twice a day okay?” He has his own tears.

Omega nods, a tear falling down her cheek. “Yeah, I promise.”

Hunter tenderly wipes it away. “Alright…you go on then.”

Omega nods, standing up and heading to the ship. She knows that this is what she needs to do, it’s just so hard, leaving her family.

“Omega!”

Omega looks back, seeing her papa standing. She blinks.

“If you ever need us… we’ll be there.” Hunter says softly, and he means it. No matter how old or pregnant he is… he will always be there to help his daughter.

Omega smiles. “And if you all ever need me… I’ll come running.” And she heads into the ship.

“That’s my girl.” Hunter grins, watching as the ship starts up. He waves, as she flies off. This was the hardest thing he’s ever done, but he knows that she’ll be back someday. And when she does, they’ll give her the biggest welcome they can plan. He rubs his belly. With some new siblings to meet too.

Full Plot of the Cancelled Kashyyyk arc from Star Wars The Clone Wars: Season 7

Planet Kashyyyk is still neutral at this point in the war. Yoda travels to Kashyyyk, and his personal battalion is there waiting for him (they had been sent a couple of days earlier before the arrival of Master Yoda himself) and they inform Yoda that the Trandoshans have been doing deforestation in order to drive the Wookiees away to establish Separatists bases there.

The other reason is to intimidate the Wookiees into joining the Separatists or die off. Yoda senses Count Dooku behind this attack. It was the Wookiees themselves who called on the Republic for help, but being a neutral system – only Yoda and Clone Force 99 alongside Yoda’s personal battalion were sent there, with no additional clone reinforcements. Yodas battalion consists of 41st Scout Troopers and regular white clones with Yoda’s face slapped on their helmet.

As far as Chewbacca's role in this arc, we would have been shown his wife and family. Otherwise, the main Wookie Character is Tarfful. Other Wookies such as different tribes, elders, and children would have been shown as well.

Yoda wants to help the Wookiees so they get in contact with the few remaining villages that still live near a part of the forest which hasn’t been destroyed yet but that is about to be destroyed. Yoda advises them to leave their homes, but the Wookiees don’t want to. 

The Trandoshans come with a massive force and they drive the Wookiees out forcibly alongside Yoda, who are thus forced to retreat deeper into the forest and up a river which leads them to a water stream. Yoda and the clones then suggest to bait the enemies following them into an area of the forest so they can drive them away from the Wookiee villages.

Echo, new to Clone Force 99, would have become a sort of super-soldier due to all of his bionic enhancements. He would fit right in with the Bad Batch, and his demeanor changed, since he was now more cold-blooded and composed, as opposed to the indecisiveness that he showed in previous seasons. He serves as a foreshadowing of what Anakin would become.

His lobot-attachment would have been used for communications since he has a communicator close to his forehead, which shows him interfaces that were directly projected into his mind, so he would see them with his eyes but no one else around him would see them.

As for The Bad Batch, they were more accustomed to relating with the Wookiees than the regs. Hunter suggests bold strategies throughout the arc which the other clones weren’t really ok with since the followed more strict protocol. The Bad Batch also had their own hover boat, with their "clone force 99" symbol on it.

In Season 8, it was planned for The Bad Batch to execute Order 66, and they would have been treated as cold blooded assassins, a bane to Jedi. Though it likely wouldn’t have been shown on-screen. However, this arc is mostly to show the Bad Batch working with Yoda and the Wookies.

The clones suggest to burn all the trees down in that area of the forest in order to trap the enemy into their own nest. The Wookiees are against it but they then reluctantly agree that this is the best course of action and their only chance at success. They ask for forgiveness from the trees before doing this, and they then give the clones permission to do so.

Similar to the Bad Batch episode in Season 2, there are Kinrath and Maylyas deeper in the forest, and the elements of Wookies being one with nature is similar to how Yoda, a Jedi, believes in the force. The Bad Batch don't understand it, but they go along with it.

As for the Trandoshans, their leader, Babwa Venomor, was working with the Separatists, for Count Dooku. Some Trandoshans would have had night-vision goggles and snail tanks that they could use to tear through the forest.

The fires manage to slow the Trandoshans down for a bit, but it turns out not to be a definitive solution. After escaping the enemy, Yoda and the Wookiees prepare for war. The Wookiees ask for the help of tree spirits. They venture deep into the jungle in order to go warn the other Wookiee clans that the Trandoshans are coming and to sway them not to join the Separatists.

They use what happened to the Wookiees following Yoda as a motivating factor to tell the others that if the Trandoshans were not stopped, they would soon be coming for them too. In the meantime, the Trandoshans are preparing for battle and they are shown to be very tribal with trophies of dead Wookiee heads nailed to the walls. 

In the fourth episode, an all out war rages near the river because the Wookiees wanted to get far away from the trees in order not to harm their environment any further; and the battle ends up on a shore similar the one displayed in Revenge of the Sith.

Separatist craft land with Droid reinforcements, but the Trandoshans are the main enemy forces. One of the Wookies would have ripped off a Trandoshan's arms. Commander Gree and his forces would join the action with Yoda and the Bad Batch.

At the end of the battle, Babwa Venomor gets decapitated by Yoda in the same way Yoda kills Gree in ROTS, and he falls into the river along with his tank. When the battle is over, Kashyyyk agrees to allow the Republic to establish clone bases there, and became an ally of the Wookies, as they foresee a larger Droid Invasion coming in the future.

Not sure how much you’d be to do Mpreg omegaverse stuff but- maybe with Omega Hunter? 🥹👉👈

And if not Mpreg, maybe just the fluff! Post preg with newborn baby girl…maybe a follow up with the Alpha OMC 😇

Sprinkle of angst turning into fluff turning into smutt 🫡

Hunter shall be a dad (again).

I think you're really gonna like how this one came out, bud.

Enjoy!

Xx, Blue.

"JUST AS BEAUTIFUL" – (a) OMC / (o) Hunter 💖🔥💔

WARNINGS: Omegaverse usual shit including smutt (scent & breeding kink), insecurities about physical body changes and self-value during pregnancy (a bit of angst related to that), male preg, comforting fluff.

Buckle up!

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Hunter had always been fit. It was required of him; his body needed to be on tip top condition to push him through hours of dangerous misions of extenuating difficulty. It hadn't been too hard to develop that strength, those muscles, either; any training was a hundred times better than to remain trapped in Clone Force 99's barracks for a whole day. It had always made him feel more useful; more alive.

Perhaps that was why he now felt the complete opposite. He could barely walk without pain these days –and let's not talk about running or carrying heavy weight–; his muscles had all but dissapeared with his growing belly, and all he did was slump around and watch the holonet or read. He had started to ask himself if he wasn't being a burden for Night. It couldn't be easy for him; going to work everyday only to keep working when he got back home. He never complained, though, and always greeted him with a smile. Hunter had definitely won the lotery with his alpha.

Feeling grateful, and with a new resolve on his heart, he got up on his feet; deciding to try to put together at least a decent dinner for him. But today didn't seem to be his day; Hunter sat for a minute in order to rest his swollen ankles, and a minute was just enough time to burn through the fish sticks he had drowned in the frier. The smell of burnt food tickled his sensible nose; and Hunter swallowed the wave of nausea down, eyes cristalising. Why couldn't he...

A key moved on the lock of the front door, and soon enough, Night's voice was echoing in the corridor.

"Hey, darling, I'm home" he made himself known, as sweet as always, even though by now he was fully aware Hunter could hear him from clicks away.

Hunter tried to swallow everything down and put up a calm, smiley face; but all his efforts were inmediately abandoned when his dark brown eyes made contact with Night's light purple ones.

His alpha's face instantly switched to worry; quickly scanning him up and down and slowly approaching him.

"Sweetheart. What's wrong?" He asked softly, hands inmediately travelling upwards to cup Hunter's face tenderly.

Hunter answered with a wet chuckle.

"J-just being stupid. I tried to prepare dinner and burned everything".

Instead of growing angry, Night gave him a small fond smile.

"It's alright, darling. I appreciate the gesture" he pecked Hunter's pouty lips once. "Why don't we forget about that and take a shower together, mm? We can order in after that".

Night knew how much Hunter loved taking showers or bathing together. It was a chance to relax, to just breathe; to caress each other tenderly and bask in each other's love. The thought of Night seing his naked body right now, though, didn't bring him the same comfort.

Hunter pulled down on his oversize sweater, shifting unsurely.

"I don't know... I... I showered already today..." he tried to step around it.

Night frowned. He knew him too well by now.

Hunter's vision turned blurry; and a quiet whine threatened to escape from his tightening throat.

"Hunter... Baby..." the alpha caressed the skin of his reddening cheeks with his thumbs and whispered gently. "Will you tell me what's really going on?"

Hunter couldn't helo but cry, if only a little. It wasn't messy and loud; just a few tears running silently down his cheeks. Night brushed them away with his thumbs.

"I feel so useless" he finally broke down and confessed to him. "You're working all day long so we can live here, and I'm just lazing around. I wanted to do something nice to compensate and look at what happened. And... and I look so different, Night. I feel like a giant ball of fat. I'm not the man you started dating. How can you...? How can you...?"

Night shushed him softly, kissing him deeply, perhaps with a little more force than necessary.

"Hunter" he firmly called him by his name, and the omega couldn't so anything else but to look up into his eyes. "You're not useless, and you're not being lazy. You're growing a life inside of you; and that takes energy, and sleep, and everything else. Of course you need to rest; and of course you're not going to be running around doing missions and shooting the bad guys. After how ecclectic your life has been it's normal this is making you feel a little lazy. But I asure you, it's nothing but normal. And just the fact that you tried to do this gesture for me is heartwarming enough".

Hunter's worries started to melt with his alpha's kind words; but Night hadn't even finished comforting him.

"And as for your physical aspect..." he brushed a hand down his hair. "You're as beautiful as the day I met you in the market. You have the same handsome face, the same pretty dark brown eyes, the same long hair I love so much. And yeah, your body has changed. But don't you think it's anything close to bad. Your ass is a dream, Hunter" he squeezed it suggestively with a grin and the omega had to laugh. "And seing you naked is one too. Do you have any idea of how much it turns me on? How good you look with our pup growing inside of you? How good knowing that feels?"

"Do you really mean that?" Hunter asked, fingers clenching on Night's shoulders.

The alpha sighed.

"Of course I do, Hunter" he pressed his forehead against his, just like the omega had taught him a year ago. "It's our baby. You're mine as much as I'm yours. I'm not going anywhere, and it's going to be okay".

Weeks of silent stress vanished from Hunter's body instantly; and he tugged his alpha's neck down to kiss him. Night complied without a blink; lips moving softly over Hunter's and hands bracketing each side of his face, deepening the kiss.

When they parted, both of them were breathless; a peaceful expresion in their face.

"Wanna' take that shower now?" Night offered again, hands travelling down to caress Hunter's hips.

Hunter bit his lip.

"Could we... Do you want to have sex? Now?"

Night looked surprised at first; but inmediately smiled and chuckled.

"Of course, baby" he tugged Hunter's body as close as he could against his. "I'll give you what you want now".

Hunter sighed; relaxing in his partners arms. Night dipped his head down for another kiss; and the omega tilted his head upwards, letting him explore him with his tongue. Hunter had not been one for those kind of kisses before meeting him; it was messy, too slick, too... Disgusting. In his opinion. It came out he had just really had very bad tongue kisses. The way Night explored him was nothing but; he had no rush, he didn't force anything around. He just softly prodded and swiped, just a little tease that left Hunter wanting for more.

One by one, each item of their clothes was left scattered around the floor. The sight of the alpha naked still managed to surprise him, a year and a half later; Night was a mix between pantoran and human, his skin a beautiful smooth dark purple and the small geometric tattoos on his face a softer violet. And he was big; so big. Hunter clenched just by looking at him.

"Like what you see?" Night teased, stroking himself once, twice, while Hunter squirmed in place. The alpha hummed and gently turned him around so he was facing the kitchen table. "Hold on, darling, I need to properly prepare you before you take me inside of you".

He didn't delay; falling down to his knees and grabbing a handfull of his ass, swipping his tongue over his wet entrance, spreading him apart.

Hunter's knees buckled; moaning quietly, he quickly took hold on the edge of the table, tiny movements pushing himself back onto his alpha's tongue.

Night hummed happily behind him; fingers playing with his wetness for a few seconds before he was slipping one of his fingers inside him too.

"F-fuck" Hunter stuttered when he moved onto three, after a few minutes of opening him up restlessly.

Night finally stood up –one knee cracking uncomfortably– and smiled; molding his chest to the omega's back. His fingers continued pumping inside of him.

"You're always so tight, love" he whispered close to his left ear, sending shivers down Hunter's spine. "It's a wonder. You could think by now that your body would have permanently adjusted to the shape of my cock".

Hunter whimpered and pushed back harder against him; a rush of lust and warmth bubbling over him.

"N-night..."

He knew what he wanted, and the alpha smiled quietly.

"You want it, baby? Want my big cock inside of you?"

Hunter sighed.

"Please..."

The alpha groaned and took hold of his erection, coating the tip with Hunter's wetness. The omega bit his lip. He already felt good and Night wasn't even inside of him.

"Kark, baby" the alpha finally pushed his cock into him, slowly but steadily until he was seathed inside his warm walls. "You always look beautiful with my cock inside of you".

Hunter clenched around him, bringing out another groan from the alpha; who caressed his hands all over Hunter's body, from his shoulders, down his back, thighs, and all the way up including his pregnant belly. Hunter squirmed.

"I'm okay" he whispered to the man behind him.

Night hummed and obbeyed his wishes, pulling back and slowly pushing back in.

Hunter kept his eyes closed; getting used to the feeling of something that big and that good moving inside of him.

Night moved progresively faster, deeper; until desire got the best out of them and he was pounding into Hunter with impatience and abandon. Hunter whined and dropped open his mouth with the rush of pleasure.

"S-so good..."

Night pushed on his shoulders, directing him to bend down and push his ass up into the air. Into him.

He whispered sweet –and filthy– nothings to his ear while never slowing down or changing positions; just small adjustments to keep fucking him non-stop. Hunter clinged to the table as best as he could; until his shaky legs couldn't hold him up anymore, and he grew concerned about hurting the baby if he pressed more of his belly onto the hard surface.

"Night..."

"Yes, love?" He asked, slowing down.

"Can't..." Hunter blushed, embarassed. "Bed?"

"Oh" the alpha seemed to realise the situation, and inmediately smiled brightly at him. "Of course, sweetheart. Come here".

Hunter squeaked when the alpha pulled him into his arms; lifting him bride-style of the floor and walking towards the bedroom effortlessly.

Night chuckled, amused.

"Didn't know you could make that noise".

Hunter shot him a glance, pouting.

"You could have given me a warning".

Night laughed, and he gently dropped him down on the matress, staring at him while he remain standing. Hunter squirmed impatiently.

"What?" He asked, seing the thoughtful expresion on his alphas face.

"Mm. I'm debating wether I'd like to fuck you against the matress like when you're in your heat or if I'd prefer to watch you on top of me".

Hunter's face reddened inmediately.

"Any thoughts on it?"

At Hunter's flushed silence, the alpha dropped on the bed besides him.

"I think I want to see how beautiful you look bouncing on top of me" he stated, grinning flirtily.

Hunter might have had some reserves about his body image; but right now he was so turned on, and he wanted Night's hard cock inside of him so bad, he didn't quite care what the position was.

He climbed over his alpha's thighs; hovering over his erection before slowly sinking down onto his cock.

"Fuck, Hunter" Night moaned, hands squeezing both sides of his hips, eyes growing hazy. "Just like that, baby".

Hunter answered with his own moan and slowly moved up and down onto him; closing his eyes and enjoying himself for a few moments without a care in the galaxy. When his thighs started to burn, he whined and shot a glance to Night's purple eyes; and the man understood inmediately, tugging him forward until he was half-resting on top of his chest, planting his feet on the bed and moving his hips up against him in short, sharp movements.

When the pleasure was too much for the omega to handle and Hunter all but slumped on top of him, his pregnant weight too heavy for him to push against, Night hugged the omega to himself and grinded their hips together. By Hunter's moans, they were both pretty close to orgasming.

"Please. Please..." the omega whined, panting against his neck, kissing his scent glands here and there.

"F-fuck" Night rumbled, the sound of his wet dick music to his ears, Hunter's voice too. "So fucking beautiful, love, so fucking... Fucking breedable. If you weren't already full with my pup I'd give you another one right now".

Hunter murmured a "close" onto his neck, squirming on top of him, and Night squeezed his hands on Hunter's bubbly butt, feeding more of his cock into him.

"You like that, baby? Like being bred by your alpha? Pushing your ass up and beg to be filled with my cum?"

"I'mgonnacumI'mgonnacum..." Hunter whined in eccstasy, digging his fingers onto the alpha's shoulders.

"Beg me" Night ordered, suddenly tugging his hair back and forcing him to hold his purple gaze. "Beg me to come inside of you, come on, baby..."

"Please" Hunter cried, clenching impossibly around the cock inside of him. "Please, alpha, wanna' feel your warm cum inside of me. Mark me up, breed me again, please, please..."

"F-f-fuck, I-I'm..." Night pounded once, twice, three times inside of him and then he was cumming in long warm spurts inside of him, moaning next to Hunter's ears and the omega was done for too.

Hunter cried, clenching tightly one last time over him while the stars exploded all around his body, pleasant tingles spreading through every nerve til the very tip of his toes; then relaxing slowly.

God. That was...

"So good" Night mumbled, still twitching inside of him, gently caressing his hips with his fingers. "Love you, Hunter".

The omega sighed, swimming in endorphins and happiness. Yes, he had won the lottery.

THE END.

Damn, that was 🥵

Back to omegaverse masterlist here:

Hunter looks so impossibly gorgeous in the new comic

God knows he would come out the best in a 2D style and this DELIVERED BY GOD. I might change my pfp

What a good day. YALL LOOK AT MY WIFE

Merry Christmas y’all <333 hope to get a very nice catboy Hunter this year! 🫶