I think this is the longest not-multi chapter thing I’ve written, and it’s a pretty sweet story about a relationship.
Mycroft’s Choice – Omega Mycroft never wanted an alpha, until he met Greg Lestrade.
teaser below the cut:
The fact that Mycroft Holmes was an omega had become incidental to his life. He kept things carefully structured, had a three day heat every four months he carefully scheduled around, and any alpha who thought he could be cowed or intimidated quickly found out just how wrong they were. He was content with his lot in life and, other than the thorn in his side that was his younger brother, saw no reason his life wouldn’t continue along the same path. Until the day Sherlock dragged alpha Gregory Lestrade into his life.
“I thank you for calling me,” he told the Inspector as they headed down to the holding cells. In his mind, he was already gathering facts as he looked at the man: handsome, unbonded, alpha, promising career, patient.
“Not the first time I’ve dealt with Sherlock,” said Lestrade. “I’m sure the assault charges will vanish by next week.” He gave Mycroft a critical eye.
“As long as he stays clean,” said Mycroft. “I understand he’s been helping on some of your cases.”
Lestrade stopped and pulled him into an alcove. Internally he braced himself for the slightly shorter alpha to get in his face and try to intimidate him. Tiresome really. He was so busy with his thoughts he missed that Lestrade was actually speaking. “…so I’d appreciate you keeping that aspect quiet.”
“I must apologize Inspector,” Mycroft couldn’t keep all the surprise out of his voice. “I missed part of that.”
Lestrade chuckled and stepped back. “I only said that I’d appreciate you keeping your brother’s involvement quiet.”
Mycroft shifted his umbrella. “Of course. I can’t imagine your superiors would be happy to know of his participation, even if he does do your job for you.”
Lestrade raised an eyebrow. “Solving the case isn’t the same as prosecuting the crime. Come on.” He moved past Mycroft and back down towards the cells. Watching him, Mycroft knew he had to do more research on the Inspector.