Everyday Playacting with a Delicate Beauty [Nonhuman ABO]

[The pairing is probably an elegant, sharp-tongued beauty who is warm on the outside and cool within, as the top, x a righteous, cold-faced, naturally airheaded genius powerhouse as the bottom]

[On the surface: a frail, pitiful, low-ranking tentacle monster x a low-ranking omega who can't control himself]

[This is more or less the premise. I'm too lazy to write a proper blurb just yet.]

The bottom is a high-ranking commander. One day, he is ambushed and forcibly transformed from an alpha into an omega.

He runs for his life and finally reaches the garbage-planet region, where he collapses.

When he wakes, he finds that the top has saved him. The top is a beautiful, delicate, helpless-looking man who says he's a defective alpha, unable to release pheromones, and of a low rank.

Thinking he's finally met a good person who can let him recover, the bottom disguises his identity and claims to be an ordinary, low-ranking omega, hoping the top will take him in.

But his newly altered body is extremely sensitive. He wakes up in heat every night, so he has no choice but to ask the top to mark him.

Top: Ah, I'm afraid I'll hurt you.

Bottom: Your rank is low, so it's fine.

Top: All right, then.

And the top bites him. The bottom still hasn't realized that his body has completely shifted toward becoming an omega, and it feels so good his soul practically leaves his body.

The bottom is grateful: "Thank you. You're my miracle cure."

The top smiles shyly: "No need to thank me."

At night, whenever he sleeps, the bottom feels extremely sensitive and assumes it's because the transformation has worked.

Then one day, he opens his eyes to find himself surrounded by countless tentacles.

The top looks miserable: "I'm sorry I lied to you. I'm not an alpha at all. I'm a nasty tentacle monster who makes people lay eggs during mating season. Waaah!"

But the tentacle monster is such a low rank that he has no food. The marked bottom is his food, so the top kisses the bottom on the mouth every time, calling it "feeding."

Bottom: He's so pitiful and useless. I'll let him have his way.

The bottom grows more and more fond of the top, while the top thinks that without his protection, the bottom, an omega who can't even control his pheromones, would surely die on the garbage planet.

Both think the other is incredibly weak, and they support each other. But then...

The top discovers that the pitiful little omega who can't control his pheromones is a powerhouse, a Federation commander.

The bottom discovers that the low-ranking, lazy tentacle monster is actually the most dangerous SSS+ wanted criminal in the entire galaxy...

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