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Jean sighed, looking at the pile of paper he had to the side, each one was a failed secretary. He didn’t have much time to fill that position since his now secretary was due any day now, and looking to leave the company. One last paper sat on his large desk, It had the name Armin Arlert, Class Omega. He sighed he ran a hand through his hair ‘Another damn Omega’ he thought as he read about this person. He heard a soft knock on the door, standing in the now open door was a petite blonde boy.
Jean looked at him, forgetting how to breathe; he had never seen such a beautiful omega. He stood up fast, hitting his knee on the desk. Grunting, he put his hand out to greet him “Jean Kirstein... You must be Armin.” Their hands connected and it was as if the world had stopped spinning. Jean felt something he never had in all his years of shaking people's hands the electricity he felt touching Armin's small cold hand.
They sat down and looked at each other, Jean took a small breath and could smell a soft hint of honey with a mix of freshly baked cake. He knew it was omega sitting in front of him, it was soft enough to make the hair on his arms go up. Jean quickly grabbed the stack of papers that held some of the smaller one's info and questions he’d like to ask. He cleared his throat looking up at Armin. “So what makes you think you are fit for this job?” Armin looked around the room as if the answer would appear to him.
He fumbled with his small hands that were now covered in sweat “We...Well, I have years of experience working with phones and computers… And I’m really good at problem-solving, and well I can…” He started to ramble on about his skills which only made Jean chuckle. He found him interesting and he liked how his small voice was to his ears when he talked.
Jean waited for him to finish with his answer, which took a little time. He smiled looking at the next question “Are you willing to work side by side with me and travel when I am set to go out of the country? Possibly assist me when needing to find someone to well… spend the night with?” Jean had a small feeling that the last bit was not going to be needed as he had already imagined him fucking this omega till the sun came up. Armin gulped hearing the last part and shyly looked up “I..if needed yes I could help you find someone to attend to your needs, Sir.” He quickly looked away, feeling his face go beat red. Jean chuckled softly, shaking his head. “Mr. Arlert, you don’t need to be so formal with me right now... But it’s good to know you can assist me with that.” He flipped through some of the papers that had Armin's information on them and looked carefully.
Jean looked back at Armin, who was trying not to make eye contact with him. “I know you being an omega might cause some issues here, but I'm willing to work with anything you need to keep you here Mr. Arlert... So with that, if you end up going in heat at work, I will make sure to find you a safe place to well… help yourself.”
Part of Jean just wanted to keep him in his office during his heat and help him that way, but he needed to keep himself professional for the time being. Jean set his papers down and sat up straight. “Can you start work tomorrow or do you have other obligations?” Armin quickly fixed himself. “I can start whenever you need me... I will do anything you need me to do, S...Sir” Jean smiled and stood up. “I will be in touch with you later tonight… I’d like to take you to dinner as a way to celebrate you joining this company.” He walked around and leaned on the desk in front of Armin, looking down at him. “I’ll make sure that you get all the paperwork from my former secretary and have them work with you… Keep that phone on.”
Armin looked up at Jean feeling as if he was about to become dinner to this alpha. He nodded, trying not to show how scared he was. He had never been this close to such a strong dominant alpha before, and it sent shivers down his spine. Armin quickly stood up, “Thank you for the job, Sir… I won’t let you down I promise.” He did a small bow which was definitely not something that made him wince with embarrassment.
Armin rushed out without thinking of saying goodbye. He got stopped by the current secretary, he was caught off guard at just how pregnant this omega was. He couldn’t stop looking at his middle, the thought of him being pregnant scared him so much. He wasn’t against it, but it was definitely not something he could see himself doing with just anyone. They spoke for a little bit before Armin rushed off, throwing the backpack he was given over his shoulders.
Armin was so nervous to go to dinner with his new boss, something like this would never happen to just any omega… so why him? He checked himself out a few more times in the mirror making sure that he looked all right. His phone buzzed and he saw Jean's name pop up. He blushed so red his body started to heat up. Why did seeing his boss's name make him feel this way? Was it the thought of him being an alpha? Was it the possibility that tonight could turn into something more?
Armin shook his head and read the text. “I hope to see you soon, I sent a driver to come to get you. I would get you myself, but I became busy at work.” He looked at the text reading it over and over… He was wanting to pick him up? HIM? Armin typed as fast as he could “Thank you for sending someone, I’m looking forward to dinner tonight.” Armin flopped on his bed, kicking his legs and trying not to squeal like a little girl.
Armin’s phone vibrated as he got a text that the driver was there. He shot up in a panic not realizing how much time had gone by since he was on his bed. Rushing to the mirror to check himself out one last time before stepping out, it hit him that this was the first time an alpha asked him to dinner without there being a catch. His boss wanted to get to know him… Know the real him, not the Omega that he is.
Rushing out he got in the car that was waiting for him, sitting down he didn’t notice the tall figure that also was sitting in the car next to him. He jumped letting out a small yelp when he finally did see who it was “S…Sir I... I thought you weren’t going to pick me up.” The panic in his voice was clear that he was not expecting to see Jean.
Jean chuckled as he watched him freak out. “Well, I thought I’d rush my meeting and come get you myself.” He gave Armin a reassuring smile hoping it would calm the smaller one down. Armin was speechless at the words his boss had said, he never had someone rush for him, let alone pick him up. Armin was fumbling with his hands trying to think of something to say, but nothing was coming out.
He carefully looked at Jean, studying his face "Y..you should be careful… I wouldn't want your partner to be upset with you smelling like me." He didn't know Jean's marital status but definitely didn't want to ruin what he had. Jean burst out laughing, but quickly covered his face "Excuse me… I didn't mean to laugh at you Armin… but no, I’m not currently seeing anyone." He shook his head smiling, "But I do appreciate that you had concerns for my possible partner. I will definitely do the same for you… I'm sure you have an alpha at home." Armin's face went beat red "N…no I uh I don't have anyone… I've never dated anyone so…" Armin continued to panic talk as he was flustered even more by Jean.
Jean put a soft hand on Armin's, this motion made him stop talking so fast. He looked up at Jean with panic In his eyes "Armin it's okay… you don't have to be in a relationship to work for me… it makes it easier on me, honestly." His hand never left Armins, and he was really enjoying the contact.
Armin was looking out the window as they drove through the city. Jean’s hand was still softly placed on Armin’s. Neither of them dared to move their hands, something about this small action was soothing for them both. Armin had to admit he felt safe and calm near Jean as if he could be himself and not have to worry about being judged. It was strange that this was going on with the fact today was the very first day they had met, and here they were nearly holding hands.
Jean was trying hard not to look at Armin the entire drive, his heart was beating so fast with his hand where it was. He liked Armin and he was coming to terms with it, within the eight hours of meeting him Jean wanted to keep him next to him at all times. He wanted to protect him with everything he had, he didn’t want to hurt Armin in any way but all he wanted was the soft smell that came from him. It soothed Jean in ways no scent has ever.
They soon arrived at the restaurant, Jean sighed knowing he was going to have to remove his hand. He slid his hand off Armin’s very slowly, still feeling that lasting tingle as he got out. He rushed to the other side before Armin could even get his hand on the handle, he quickly opened it.
“Here” Jean quickly stuck his hand out to help Armin out of the car. Armin was beet red taking his hand “T..thank you” He got out and moved to the side so the door could shut. They both stood there still holding hands. “I’m so sorry” Jean cleared his throat moving his hand lightly “I just… I shouldn’t hold your hand.” He wanted to spill how he felt about Armin right there, but he didn’t want to lose his new secretary – or lose him in general. Armin quickly shook his head “No… It’s okay, Sir.” The look they were giving one another would suggest they had been together for years as if they were about to skip dinner and rush home to just devour one another for dinner instead.
“We should go in,” Jean said softly, not breaking eye contact with Armin. Armin nodded, not sure how to feel about what was going on. Why was Jean so touchy with him? Why is his heart beating a million miles an hour? Why was Armin so drawn to wanting to be around Jean more? They broke eye contact slowly but still wanting to keep looking at one another. Armin chuckled as he started to get nervous. “I have all night, Sir so don’t worry,” He mustered up some words to save the little awkwardness that was slowly being created.
Armin followed behind Jean, he stayed a fingertips length away, not wanting to lose him. The room they were seated in was dimly lit with one table. Armin wasn’t sure at first why they were being seated in a different room that had no other tables. Jean was quick to pull out a chair for Armin without hesitating “Here, sit.” He smiled softly, gesturing for him to sit. Armin nodded quickly sitting down, the seat was extremely comfortable, but it made him feel so small.
Jean sat next to Armin, even though there were four other seats he could have picked. “Sorry for having us sit in a room away from others… I don’t need another scandal right now,” he chuckled softly. “I mean, having one with you wouldn’t be so bad, but then again you are my new hire… but I don’t think I’m ready for the world to see you just yet.” Jean’s face flushed red thinking at how stupid what he was saying was. Armin lightly touched his hand trying to reassure him “It’s okay, Sir… if anything happens, I’ll be sure to clear it up and there won’t be any issues for you.”
Armin wanted Jean to know that things would be okay with them working together. Jean looked down at the small hand that was touching his. He quickly took the hand, holding it, “I hope things work out for us… I really don’t want to lose you when we just met.” He sighed, “We just met and I’m not being myself.” he bit his bottom lip, looking at Armin. “If things become too much for you… You won’t hurt my feelings if you quit… But I’ll make sure to find you a good job after that and will make sure you are safe.” What on earth was going on, Jean thought.
As dinner went on they got to know each other a lot better, they really enjoyed each other's company that they didn’t even notice that three hours had gone by. Jean was playing with Armin's fingers as they talked, they had a little to drink so they started to show their true feelings about one another without the nervousness. Jean learned that they had actually grown up not that far from one another and shared a few mutual friends.
Armin liked how Jean couldn’t stop touching his hands, at some points, it felt as if Jean was going to pull him into a kiss, which he wouldn’t have objected to. Jean sniffed, slightly smelling a familiar scent, but this time it was stronger. His eyes went wide, looking at Armin “Shit” he muttered seeing Armin's red face. “We need to get you out of here Armin… I think you're going into heat.” He shot up, helping Armin up. “W..what? N..no I j..just had m..my heat,” Armin's speech was becoming less understanding as the mix of alcohol and heat started to kick in.
Jean helped Armin into the car. He had covered him with his jacket to mask the smell of his pheromones. Panic was setting in, not knowing what would happen between them if something did happen. He ordered the driver to take them to Armin's house, Jean’s attention was fully on the squirming boy sitting next to him. Armin was becoming a mess as his heat started to pick up. “It hurts” he whined moving his hand down to his pants. Jean quickly took Armin's hand away from his pants “I know, I know,” he hushed him softly. Jean could feel himself getting aroused, and that wasn’t something he wanted, yet the thought of shoving his throbbing dick into Armin's wet hole was starting to be the only thing on his mind. Hearing Armin’s small moans as he started to rock back and forth made Jean come back to reality.
They arrived at Armin's house, Jean picked up Armin once they got out of the car and took him up the stairs. Getting inside was a challenge since Armin couldn’t even speak to tell him the passcode, it took him a few tries after getting some sort of answer. Armin was covered in sweat and had been begging for Jean to touch him, Jean was holding on to every single sort of sanity he had trying not to destroy the small one he was holding.
Jean found his room and quickly placed him on the bed, Armin was trying to take his own shirt off muttering he was too hot. “He...Help me S...Sir,” He grabbed Jean’s hand pulling him “I ca…can’t take it anymore” The lewd look he gave Jean spoke so many words… fuck me… destroy me… breed me… make me yours. Jean shook his head trying not to do those things. “Armin I can’t… I can’t help you… I could hurt you,” He knelt down to look at Armin.
Jean looked at Armin with a sad look, he carefully stroked the smaller’s face. “I don’t want to hurt you… Hurting you would… Armin” he sighed. Looking into Armin's eyes made his heart race a million miles an hour. He wanted Armin in all forms. He could tell Armin wanted the same. Armin leaned into Jean’s touch, the warm rough feelings of his hand were soothing to him. Armin was calming down but was still yearning for help.
He was a wet mess down there, and he could feel his boxers sticking to him. “Un…Undress me” he begged, he just wanted the yucky feeling of his wetness off him. Jean sighed “Fine…” He caved to Armin's request, he had seen this before with his past secretary, but he never stayed to help since he never felt this way before towards anyone.
Jean carefully undressed Armin, he was small in shape. Jean looked over Armin’s body seeing every detail. Jean carefully ran his fingertips on Armin's soft leg, He wanted to mark Armin's skin… every single inch he wanted to cover him with love bites. Jean sighed, carefully placing his leg back down “Armin… I can’t do this to you.” He was starting to choke up as tears formed in his eyes “Please understand.”
He sat on the bed, putting his head in his hands. How could he let this go this far, he should have just sent Armin home and that was that. He hated himself for taking Armin out when his heat was right around the corner, they just met and now they are getting this close. Armin had wrapped himself in the blankets, moving around like a worm, he was so horny and was trying to take care of himself. He didn’t understand why Jean wouldn’t touch him but at the same, he didn’t reach out.
Jean heard a knock on the front door, and he rushed to open it seeing his driver standing there “I got these for you, Sir… they are my husband's suppressors.” He handed Jean the small brown bag. Jean was in shock that his driver went out of his way to do this. “Thank you… thank you so much, John.” Jean closed the door softly, and he rushed to the kitchen, trying to find a glass. Jean’s head was filling with so many thoughts, and they weren’t sexual. Tears kept falling down his face, why was he crying?
Why did he feel so many emotions seeing Armin struggle like this? Jean found a cup and quickly filled it, he took a second to gather himself when he looked around the room to see that Armin was living in an empty run-down place. “What the hell?” he couldn’t grasp the area he was looking at, he had missed the mess while he was rushing to help Armin. He sighed and took the glass and meds to Armin's room. “Here… no come here” He set the stuff down. Armin was trying to climb off the bed “GET BAC… ah!” Jean fell off the other side of the bed due to Armin falling as well.
Jean got up and helped Armin back onto the bed “Now stay here.” Jean was fast to wrap Armin up in blankets, making it impossible for him to escape. Armin just laid there, not really making any sounds. His body hurt and all he wanted was for someone to touch him, just touch him and fill him, help him with the burning sensations. Jean helped Armin take the meds, it was a fight with Armin, but they both managed to get the pills down. He sat next to Armin, taking his hand “It’s going to be okay? Just give it some time and you’ll be all better.” He talked softly to Armin. Time went on and Armin was slowly calming down, Jean could tell he was getting tired. “D…don’t leave me” Armin whispered before he slowly passed out from being so exhausted.
Jean softly stroked his hair "You’re really going to end up causing me a ton of issues, aren't you?" he chuckled softly. He stood up and went out to the living room, he got a good look at the place and quickly made some calls. A few hours went by and Armin's place was clean, Jean had passed out on the couch after helping the maids he called to clean up. He didn't know what to do with Armin, keep him as his secretary and make sure he has a long-lasting job, or keep him by his side as a partner.
To Be Continued