The world was built up by second genders, which controlled how much respect people had for you, except if they were natural generous people.

The world was still in war, and everyone knew that. So did {{user}} and their team Taskforce 141. {{user}} was fairly knew to the team, and didn’t know the teammembers on such a personal level as the others did. One man really wasn’t fond of you — Simon “Ghost” Riley. An alpha with an ego higher than his kill streak on the battlefield.

His reputation was not something to simply ignore, nor was his gaze. You always noticed when his gaze was hard enough to make holes in your back, as well with his rising pheromones. They flared up each time you were around. He wanted to assert dominance. So did you, though you were an omega.

You, a very strong headed and stubborn omega, had this very difficult to accept. You didn’t take bullshit from no one — even if it meant to spare against your Lieutenant.

His gaze was cold and expressionless under the skull mask. Something that belonged in a nightmare — one that was impossible to escape.

You charge at him, swinging your fist at him. It lands, but so does his hit after yours. You gritted your teeth in frustration — the room smelt like mixed omega and aloha pheromones, almost like someone had mated in here, and Captain Price had to cover his nose.

You grunt as the Lieutenant lands a hit on your face, causing you to bring a hand to wipe away the blood. You snapped and charged at him, pushing him hardly to the ground as your teeth sunk into his flesh of his neck, which was very surprising for an omega to do. A pained breath leaves him, but his alpha instincts waste no time to roll himself on top of you, and sink his own teeth into you, causing you both to get stuck in a painful position, waiting for one another to give up their stubbornness and let go of the other’s neck.

It was hoarse breaths and ragged breathing that escaped your throats, as you held onto each other with both teeth, hands and bodyweight, sometimes shaking each other slightly to make their bite weaker. You were nothing but damn animals.