[ It's not Madoc's first dinner party with the O'Broin family. They were always wild affairs filled with witches and magic workers and dozens of other mystical beasties depending on the dinner and the phase of the moon and why they were gathering. Most were there that night because of a full moon in Beltaine and so wine flowed and the foods were filled with aphrodisiacs and sultry finger foods.
Madoc was there because he'd been told there was going to be a party crasher who had hopes to ruin the magic being raised by the family and their friends. Madoc had been hired to make sure that didn't happen. So while others flirted and teased and hormones began to flow, the barghest wandered the party with a glass of whiskey in hand and giving no attention to those that tried flirting with him.
Circling to the second floor as clothes were being shed and people were beginning to slip outside and under the moonlight, Madoc finds himself hit almost instantly with a scent he hadn't counted on. Rich and musky and utterly intoxicating. No one had warned him there would be an omega there. An unmated and unclaimed omega.
Drawing a deep breath, his cock throbbing with the beating of his heart. He needed to get the hell out of here, but he realizes this could be the one he was hired to watch for and this could all be a ploy. ]
Fucking hell.
[ Snarling he follows the scent, moving with a quick step to bring him up on the boy a hand going around his throat, claws just pressing to the skin.
This can't be who he was hired to stop, could it? He smells of magic and sex and slick and Madoc fights not to grind against his ass. ]
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Date: 2021-04-21 04:09 am (UTC)Madoc was there because he'd been told there was going to be a party crasher who had hopes to ruin the magic being raised by the family and their friends. Madoc had been hired to make sure that didn't happen. So while others flirted and teased and hormones began to flow, the barghest wandered the party with a glass of whiskey in hand and giving no attention to those that tried flirting with him.
Circling to the second floor as clothes were being shed and people were beginning to slip outside and under the moonlight, Madoc finds himself hit almost instantly with a scent he hadn't counted on. Rich and musky and utterly intoxicating. No one had warned him there would be an omega there. An unmated and unclaimed omega.
Drawing a deep breath, his cock throbbing with the beating of his heart. He needed to get the hell out of here, but he realizes this could be the one he was hired to watch for and this could all be a ploy. ]
Fucking hell.
[ Snarling he follows the scent, moving with a quick step to bring him up on the boy a hand going around his throat, claws just pressing to the skin.
This can't be who he was hired to stop, could it? He smells of magic and sex and slick and Madoc fights not to grind against his ass. ]
Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?