Party talk

Emmet had been afraid he’d lean on Derek the entire evening, but the confidence boosts he’d been getting from his roommate were paying off. After a few drinks together, the pair split off and Emmet soon found himself talking to two of the Purple Deltas. One of them was exactly what he expected: a man who looked and carried himself like an Alpha. He’d taken full advantage of stims and mods in the months since the opening ceremony. The other Purple on the other hand was decidedly more… feminine. More in line with what Emmet would have expected from a Blue or even Yellow Delta.

“It was my Alpha roommate who helped me. The level is so high here!” Emmet and the more masculine Purple nodded. “I thought for sure I’d drop in the ranking. But Rudy really pulled through and coached me. Really helped me get relaxed enough so I could focus fully on studying.”

“Yeah, Derek’s helped me a lot as well. We go running every morning and he’s always helping me with the material.”

The Purple Delta blushed. “Yeah… the material.” The other two looked quizzically at him. “It was Rudy’s mom who came up with it… sort of. I’d noticed it as well how… focused the Betas and Locals are. Apparently it’s something to do with some of the modded Alpha pheromones and uhm… bodily fluids? Helps them pay attention to what’s important.”

“What’s important to those sluts is Alpha and higher Delta cock.” The masculine Purple rumbled.

“Sure… but that’s also what uhm… keeps them on track. Jessica, Rudy’s mom she uhm… suggested that I try it. So I uhm, she helped and together we...” he looked at them defiantly. “What? This is college, we’re supposed to experiment!”

Both Emmet and the other Delta raised their hands in defense. “Hey we’re not judging. Don’t worry.”

“Right… right, sorry. Anyway, it worked, and grades shot up. So I uhm… got some mods to be more appealing to my roommate. You know, the better he performs, the better I perform. I’m on track to be in the top 5 of our year.”

“Wow, that is impressive” The other Delta said admiringly. “Usually the top five is all Locals.”

The Delta blushed before jumping up. “Ooh, that’s Rudy! He’ll want me to… I want to go say hi. It was nice meeting you guys!”

Emmet looked at the Delta again. Decidedly feminine, he thought. Even some budding breast. And that ass, as the boy bounced happily towards his Alpha…

“Makes you think,” said the Purple Delta still with him.

“Hmm?”

“Most Deltas fall one in the ranking after the first semester. I’ll probably be red in a few weeks. But he’s actually rising…”

“Considering sucking Alpha cock?” Emmet meant it as a bit of a joke, but he couldn’t deny the thought had crossed his mind as well. Images of Dereks massive cock plowing his mother or one of the girls they’d shared rising unbidden in his mind.

“Maybe… that’s what college is for, right?” The man grinned, though there was some uncertainty in his eyes that had not been there before. “I’m uh, going to go get a drink.”

Emmet watched him go, shaking his head to clear it.

A bit later he was participating in a debate with an Alpha, two Local girls and a Blue Delta about social policies outside of Queen’s River’s borders. The attending Betas and lower ranked Deltas had their own conversation nearby, ready to spring into action should drinks need to be refilled or snacks need to be fetched.

Emmet guessed it was an unspoken rule that since the Local girls were talking with them, their drinks were also arranged by the attendants. He marveled at the easy way the Locals went from served to serving. Not only that, but how lively the debate was as well. The Locals seemed to take great pride in presenting their arguments in such a way that not only were Emmet and the Alpha obliterated in the debate, they did it in such a way that stroked Emmet’s and the Alpha’s egos. Emmet had never been this happy to lose at anything.

From the way the Alpha grabbed the ass of one of the girls and growled, “let’s see if you suck as well as you talk,” he seemed to agree. The girl squealed happily and let herself be dragged off to one of the hook-up rooms. Emmet had been here several months but the idea of dedicated hook-up rooms still fascinated him. Numbered Dorm girls patrolled the party, cleaning up where needed. While he’d slowly grown used to living on campus, there were still moments when Emmet felt like an alien.

The girl he’d been debating with, Cara, smiled at him. “Well, Francine got what she wanted.” She giggled. “She’s had her eyes on Sven for weeks. Thanks for the assist”. Emmet had joined the conversation mostly because of Becky’s request. Cara was a redhead.

“Oh… don’t mention it. I really enjoyed talking with you.”

Cara smiled, pressing herself against him. “Still, I’d like to thank you… any ideas on how I can best do that?” The Blue Delta that had been there slinked off, realizing that his status meant Emmet outmatched him. Emmet shot him a small sympathetic glance. Derek passed by and gave him the nod, mouthing "Take charge."

Emmet steeled himself and grabbed Cara by the ass, pulling her close and giving her a quick kiss. “I think I’ve got an idea. "My girlfriend is coming over in a few; she can show you how to best show your uhm… appreciation.”

Cara grinned. “Sounds like a plan”

As Derek watched them go, he made some notes in his phone before rejoining the party. He hadn’t spotted Stella or Yoren yet. “Catch!” Derek turned around and caught the ping-pong bat. He smiled.

“I guess you guys like losing, huh?” he said, walking towards the table.

“That all depends on the consolation prize,” a Beta girl replied as she winked at him.

Derek grinned. “I’m sure we can work something out.”