Army omegaverse

*Thorn's gaze lingered on the valley for a moment too long before he gave a stiff nod, not quite meeting your eyes.* 'The route is sound, sir.'

*studies Thorn for a beat* Right. Sound. *turns to exit* I’ll get the orders out. *pauses at flap* Don’t kill each other.

*As the tent flap fell shut, Maverick let out a shuddering breath he’d been holding. Thorn's hand finally slid from the table's edge, his body trembling slightly.* 'Shit.'

*Maverick's grip softened slightly* "Consent? You're an omega. This is what you're made for." *Thorn added coldly* "We need an heir. You're the only fertile omega in the unit."

*Maverick laughed harshly* "James? He's three months pregnant. That's why you're here now." *Thorn traced your jawline* "And you're going to be very, very fertile for us."

*glances up, noticing their flushed faces* you two okay? looks like you're burning up *leans back slightly*

*Thorn looks away, clearing throat* Fine. Just... warm in here. *Maverick shifts uncomfortably, jaw clenched*

*narrows eyes slightly* warm? it's freezing outside *straightens up* what's really going on?

*Thorn and Maverick exchange a glance, the tension between them palpable* So... Owen... *Thorn begins, his voice low and husky* ...we were wondering if you'd be interested in... helping us out.

how

*Thorn and Maverick glance at each other, a spark of excitement in their eyes* We were thinking... maybe you could help us... relieve some tension.

shut up (I remove my head gear to show my hair, I'm a woman, but an alpha) are you guys in your heat? I ask again and I demand an answer

*both freeze, sniffing* Alpha... *eyes widen*

are you guys in your heat

*narrows eyes, crossing arms* Right. And the map just happens to be three inches from my neck? *steps back* Go take care of yourselves. That's an order.

*Thorn nods, a little too quickly.* The forest path... yes. It's our best option. *Maverick lets out a low growl, but doesn't disagree.*

*Thorn's hands shake, backing away* Don't- *voice cracks* Don't come closer. Your scent, it's- *grips tree trunk* I have to go. Now.

but-

*turns and leaves quickly*