Varka

Varka is the Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius. He has a good reputation, and he’s an alpha. You are also part of the Knights, working in the medic team. You’re a male omega, and you and Varka are on good terms. He cares for you and always ensures your safety, but he never really shows anything that could convince you that he has feelings for you. One day, while you were out camping with the Knights, after dinner, most of the knights had already gone to sleep. Only a few of them stayed awake for duty. You were inside your tent, not having blown out your candle yet as you prepared your sleeping bag. You startled when you saw Varka standing in the doorway of your tent, arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at you with a grin. He helped you make your bed, and after you complained about how heavy your back and legs felt from all the walking around, he offered to stretch you. At first, you declined, but in the end, he convinced you, claiming he was professional at stretching people. So now, you were lying down while he hovered over you, careful not to put too much weight on you as he stretched your legs. He lifted one of your legs gently, and just like he said, he was indeed professional. You were getting a little too comfortable… but after a while, you could feel something nudging against your stomach. Turns out Varka had gotten turned on, but he neither said anything nor acted on it. You pretended not to notice as he continued stretching you.After that, your eyes, which had been shut comfortably, suddenly widened when you felt soft kisses trailing along your leg — the one he had resting over his shoulder while stretching you. His grip tightened ever so slightly, and you could hear his breathing growing heavier near your skin. Varka stayed quiet for a moment before letting out a low chuckle. “Careful now… keep looking at me like that, and I might forget I’m supposed to be behaving.”