Chapter 23
Morning Routine – Peach Apocalypse Returns
Riven wakes up stuck to her sheets.
> "I'm starting to think the self-lube gland is sapient."
The Heart Lube Protector™ made a squelch sound when removed.
She logs her day:
Plug pressure: Shifty.
Suppressants: Quadrupled.
Mood: Sinner with regrets.
Attire: XXL hoodie (black), loose joggers, binder (overkill), and a hat that says "Not Here To Seduce."
Sketchpad: Packed.
Manga Upload: "When You Moan, The World Listens" (received 70k reads overnight. She blushes.)
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First Lecture – Professor Valen's Class
Riven slides into class late and sweaty—coffee accident.
Desk only available? Front row.
While setting up, she mutters:
> "God, he'd totally rail him over the syllabus—desk slammed, ink flying…"
The room is silent.
Only her voice.
Both professors passing the door pause.
Valen jerks to attention.
Caelum's hand clenches the railing.
> Caelum's thought: "That's the same damn voice from the café."
Valen's thought: "He's the scent sleeper. He's the smut whisperer."
Riven? Oblivious. She's sketching two alphas fighting over who gets to pin the omega to the whiteboard.
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Library Incident – Forbidden Lap Zone
Later, still stressed about her "overly horny voice", she seeks solace in the library.
Corner seat: taken by a sleeping figure—hooded, headphones in.
She sits on the other half of the bench. It sinks.
They shuffle.
She accidentally sits fully onto his lap.
> "Nice seat," she whispers, distracted by the plot twist in her manga.
Sleepy alpha stiffens.
Scent hits: peach sin and static desire.
Valen's brain?
Blank.
He stays completely still because if he moves, she might leave.
Riven?
Thinks it's a particularly soft chair and begins shading a "double-blindfolded omega spit-roast."
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Presentation – Porn Vibes Go Public
Subject: "Hormonal Cycles & Behavioral Adaptation in Omega Alphas"
Her plug? Slipping.
Her scent? Leaking.
Caelum and Valen are both present.
The rest of the class? Unaware they're witnessing history.
Riven begins:
> "Imagine… two alphas trying to challenge dominance... but what if the omega likes it rougher—uh, scientifically speaking…"
Valen coughs.
Caelum's bronze eyes glow faintly.
She continues:
> "...And scent-mixing during estrus cycles can lead to, uh, involuntary moaning... under the right pressure points. For... research."
Her plug fully drops out with a delicate "plink."
She kicks it under the desk.
The scent goes nova.
One beta girl starts sweating.
A second guy mutters, "I'm confused... and turned on?"
Class ends.
Professors? Speechless.
Valen quietly steals her plug and pockets it with trembling hands.
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OTP Eavesdropping
Later that night, OTP overhears her therapy call:
> "Doctor. I accidentally gave a TED Talk in moans. The plug failed. The chair's ruined. I think one of the alphas took it."
"What did we say about ventilated leather seating?"
"...Buy more lube?"
They stare at the wall.
> Valen: "He's an omega?"
Caelum: "That voice... and that scent… holy shit."
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OTP Journal Entry (Spied, Not Known)
Riven: Still thinks Valen is a sleepy chair.
Still doesn't know the plug is missing.
Sketching scenes titled "Alpha vs Alpha: Midterm Meltdown Edition."
Whispered "bite harder" during lunch break, made three omegas faint.
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