Thread by @voxmxchina

✨harem omegaverse✨

Alpha Hannibal keeps a harem of omegas-not unusual for a man of his social status. Not every alpha would be able to keep more than one omega in line, but he fancies that he does alright. His omegas certainly seem happy in his care.

The first omega he acquired was Will. When he showed up on Hannibal’s doorstep one night clothing well-kept but second hand, hair combed neatly, & face flushed, Hannibal acquiesced to his pleas for shelter and took him in. They had both been young & were surprised by Will’s heat.

Well, at least Hannibal had been. Three days later, a blissed out & very smug looking Will confessed that he had sought Hannibal out & purposely chosen him as his alpha.
Hannibal couldn’t resist rolling on top of him & working his teeth back into the claiming bite on Will’s neck,

provoked & proud of his conniving mate in equal measure.

The second omega was Antony. Per tradition, Hannibal attended the debutante ball for newly presented omegas of a certain status. Of course, Will attended with him. Wills was the first to spot Antony, pointing him out from

across the room & whispering in Hannibal’s ear how pretty he found him. Obligingly, Hannibal requested a dance as Will watched from the sidelines like a hawk. Hannibal found Antony’s wit and sass charming, and after four consecutive dances, he requested a formal courtship. Will

wasted no time making space for Antony in their nest, and soon, there was another member of their home. Will & Antony bickered occasionally yes, but more often than not, when Hannibal got home from work he would find his omegas blushing and covered in suck marks, though they

pretended at goading one another in his presence.

The third addition to their little family was Adam. One day, Will received a phone call that left his face pale & drawn. When Hannibal inquired what was wrong, concerned for his omega, Will announced that they had to leave for

New York right away - his brother needed him. This was the first Hannibal had heard of any of Will’s family; he was notoriously close lipped about his past, though he was open about most other things. Through brimming tears on the long drive north, Will confessed that he had been

sending money to his twin and father in New York, but that his father had just passed away leaving his brother all alone. When Hannibal inquired as to why Will’s brother still lived at home as of-age omega, Will only said, “He’s different. Most alphas don’t like different.”

Through the process of moving Adam & Will’s remaining possessions and closing their business in New York, Hannibal came to understand what Will meant. Adam didn’t seem to care about deference or omegan placation. He said what he meant - always - and seemed uncomfortable with

anyone but Will, especially Hannibal. Over the days & weeks as Adam grew more comfortable in Hannibal’s home, he began to blossom. Access to Hannibal’s library drew him first - he spent hours holed up in the corner with a soft blanket and one book or another. He didn’t let anyone

except Will touch him until his first heat. Even then, he resisted Hannibal’s touch until Will calmed him with gentle fingers in his hair, lying underneath Adam stomach to stomach. Then, he finally calmed enough for Hannibal to knot him from behind and soothe his heat. Antony

watched in concern for the little omega, making sure that everyone stayed hydrated and no one went hungry through Adam’s heat. Hannibal hadn’t been planning on mating Adam so soon, but he begged & bared his neck so prettily for it on the last day of his heat that Hannibal

couldn’t resist leaving a clean, delicate collar of bite marks on his smooth skin. His impulsive decision may have been influenced by Antony whispering in his ear to take what was his, and three sets of omega pheromones making his head spin and his knot swell.
At the end of it,

Hannibal had three omegas piled around him, content and warm. Hannibal had never felt so proud of his little family.
*
Now, Hannibal comes home to a pack of dogs greeting him at the door every day, and three omegas who greet him with warm looks and soft touches when he finds them

one by one.
Today, Adam is the easiest to find. He’s in the study, reading curled up by the fireplace. Though he doesn’t look up from his book, Hannibal can tell he knows his alpha is near by how he straightens in his chair. Hannibal greets him with soft kisses pressed

into his curls, scenting the back of his neck gently until Adam turns around to kiss him back, once, then abruptly shoves his face into Hannibal’s neck, scenting him in return and breathing in the reassurance that his Alpha is home. Hannibal sets Adam’s book aside and scoops him

up in his arms to go find the others, puppies trailing behind them. Adam’s face never leaves Hannibal’s neck & that’s how they both like it.
After searching the bottom floor to no avail, Hannibal and Adam ascend the stairs to the bedroom and their nest. Pushing open the door,

Hannibal is hit with an overwhelming wave of pre-heat scent, like the opening of an oven door. He clutches Adam, and suppresses an instinctual growl, sublimating it to a purr.
Antony and Will are in their nest, nude, hair mussed & faces flushed. Will’s face is covered in slick,

and Antony’s isn’t much better. Antony looks dazed and perhaps a little ashamed, but Will just looks unrepentant & self-satisfied.
“Antony’s almost ready for our first heat all together. So glad you could make it,” Will snarks, flirtatious. Hannibal cannot be held responsible for

the loud rumbling purr that kicks up in his chest, prompting a needy whine from Adam in his arms.
“What the hell are you waiting for alpha? Get your ass over here.” Hannibal deposits Adam in their nest, and strips himself perfunctorily before climbing in. The smell of slick is

overwhelming this close, and Hannibal is forced to breathe in shallow little pants that will eventually make him lightheaded, but might save him from going into a reciprocal rut in two seconds flat. This is so much MORE than Adam’s heat. Then, they had been all concerned

primarily with keeping Adam safe & comfortable. Now, Hannibal’s bed is full of three willing omegas-his mates-who want his knot & seed.
Hannibal clenches his hands into fists in the covers and breathes slow, calming breaths. When he looks up, three sets of eyes are watching him-

one curious, one glazed, & one hungry. Antony whines, high pitched and needy, shivering gently with his building fever. For once, Hannibal wishes his nose wasn’t quite so good. He can smell how the growing puddle of slick Antony is dripping is making his other omegas respond in

kind. His cock, already hard, twitches visibly. He can feel the loose skin where his knot will form tightening. Will looks almost exasperated by Hannibal’s temporary paralysis, but it’s Adam who shuffles up to Hannibal and licks at his jaw, careful and exacting as always.

"Antony needs you now, Alpha. Will and I can take care of each other while you take care of him. You don't need to worry about us."
Will nods in agreement, reaching out his hand and tucking Adam into his side. "Go on Hannibal," he goads, "Your omega needs your knot."

Antony's incessant whine increases in volume, and Hannibal can resist no longer. He flips Antony onto all fours and pushes his cock into his dripping wetness with a feral growl.
Hannibal's rut is rising, spurred on by the three willing mates surrounding him. His vision goes red

and he sets a relentless pace, flattening Antony into the blankets and fucking into him deep, fast and hard. The first knot comes quickly, orgasm crackling through him like spider lightning.
The haze recedes a little as his knot swells, and Hannibal can begin to think again.

Antony is rocking his hips back on Hannibal's knot, instinctively testing their tie and keening at the stretch. The clenching around his knot is so distracting that Hannibal grips his hips, bruising, & grits his teeth against the stimulation on his oversensitive knot.

When Hannibal regains a modicum of control, he manages to turn his head and check on his other omegas & nearly loses control all over again for his trouble. Beside them, Will is covering Adam, pressing him into their nest with his full weight and rocking his hips at a slow,

easy pace. Adam's head is thrown back, and Will is worrying bite marks into Adam's throat with blunt omega teeth, humming contentedly. Adam is clutching at his own hair, gasping and whining in time with the movement of Will's hips.

Hannibal must make some kind of noise, because Will looks up from the blossoming bruise he's working on, grinning as smug as ever. "Told you so, Alpha. We'll be just. fine." He punctuates his last words with emphatic rocks of his hips, pushing more whines out of Adam.

"How do you think we always got through our practice heats growing up?"

A litany of filthy images flood Hannibal's mind and his hips begin rocking again of their own accord, still trapped in Antony's tight, clenching heat.
"Fuuuuckkkk-" It's the first words Antony has managed

all evening, but Hannibal can hardly appreciate them as the next wave of his rut crests and breaks over him and he loses himself, fucking into Antony deep and hard.
Antony's whole heat goes similarly. Any time Hannibal emerges from his red haze to a moment of clarity

granted by a successful tie, he's greeted by the sight of his two other mates smeared in their own slick and looking increasingly bruised and satisfied. He's beginning to see why not many alphas can handle a harem, he thinks muzzily.

After their heat and rut break, Antony & Hannibal collapse together into the first real sleep they've had in days, exhausted beyond measure.
*
Hannibal wakes suddenly, overly warm with a weight on his chest & the alarming realization that he has no idea how much time has elapsed

since he came home and brought Adam up the stairs. He tenses minutely, gathering himself to sit up. Before he manages it, the weight on his chest shifts, and Will's head pops up, inches away from his own.
Will's eyes are crusted with sleep, brows crinkled adorably

into a tiny frown. They stare at each other for a long moment. Hannibal blinks first, and considers that he may not actually be functioning at maximum mental capacity at the moment.
In a low voice, Will croaks, "If you even think about moving right now I will gut you."

Hannibal can't help a huff of laughter at that, provoking a complaining moan from one side of him and a sleepy sigh from the other. Will raises an eyebrow at him, challenging. After a moment of consideration, Hannibal relaxes back into the pillows and is rewarded with an

approving nod from Will and the return of his head tucked under Hannibal's chin. Hannibal blinks up into the dark of the ceiling, loose limbed and more content than he has been in a very long time.
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