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abbatoirablaze · 2 years
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SDAU, Grumpy Grizzly, The Party
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“What I tell you, brother,” Curtis grinned as he wrapped his arm around the other alpha’s shoulders.  He pointed to the door where his mate was coming with another girl.  Lee gave a relieved sigh, seeing both girls smiling sweetly at him and Curtis, “she’s a cobra…name is Meegan.”
“Meegan,” Lee smiled, testing the name on his tongue.  He gave his friend another smirk.  He hadn’t ever been with a cobra, but had heard they were wild in bed, “I like it.  She’s cute!  She knows she’s my date, right?”
“Alpha!” Adriana chirped excitedly, practically launching herself into the bear’s arms.  Curtis chuckled as she immediately scented him, rubbing her cheek against his scent glands.  The cobra coughed awkwardly, and Lee looked at her, “this is my friend from class.  She’s never been to a Rho party either.”
“I’m Meegan!”
“Lee.”
“Adriana invited me,” she said sweetly as she eyed him up and down, “she said that you’re part of the fraternity.”
“Yeah,” he grinned.  She smiled.  He licked his lips as he gave her a once over, “do you want me to grab you a drink or something?”
“Sure!” she smiled.  Curtis clapped his friend on the back and walked away with his mate attached to his hip as Lee tried to be courteous, showing the girl through to the kitchen where a number of kegs were hooked up and in the process of being tapped. 
But when he turned around to talk to the cobra once more, she was gone.  Lee instantly felt a pang in his chest, when his eyes settled on one of his brothers, his arm around her waist as he chatted her up.  Lee growled, stomping off to the kitchen to grab himself a beer. 
And when he turned around once more, he noticed her.  His brow furrowed. 
Why was she here?
Lee felt nervous.  Protective even. 
Sweetness looked more nervous than a deer in the headlights as she looked around from her spot at the door.  She argued with one of his frat brothers for a second and they nervously looked at her when she pointed to Lee.  When she smiled and waved at Lee, he got a huge grin on his face.  He was surprised to see her, but he didn’t think to question why she was at his place. 
He couldn’t help the happiness that started in his belly.  His brother’s brow furrowed as he mouthed the word ‘yours?’  Lee nodded and he let her through, but suddenly he felt nervous as she closed the distance.  When she stopped in front of him, Lee couldn’t help but sound surprised, “Sweetness?  What are you doing here?  Not that I’m complaining…did one of the guys invite you?”  
“O-Officer Bodecker!” she replied breathily.  He felt his cock twitch in his jeans at how her voice sounded.  It was light an airy while sounding sultry.  She bit her lip and held out his phone, “y-you left the station today without it.  I-I thought maybe you might need it.  I d-didn’t want you thinking you lost it all weekend.”
His bear rumbled happily in his head.
Omega was thinking about us.
Lee gave her a soft smile as he took the phone from her hands.  His breath hitched in his throat as it felt like a jolt of electricity passed through them when his hand touched hers.  She chirped, then blushed and looked away. 
“Thank you, sweetness!  But remember, outside the station it’s just Lee, alright?” he asked.  She nodded and he smiled a little bit more, “good girl, omega.”
She chirped once more, and Lee chuckled.
“I-I’m sorry alpha.”
“Don’t be,” he smiled, feeling overjoyed at how she was reacting to him,  “You should stay!”
Her head snapped up, surprise lacing her features as she looked at him, “Wh-what?”
“You should stay!” Lee repeated over the music, “have some fun.  Enjoy the party!”
“I-I couldn’t…I shouldn’t stay offic-Lee…”
He smiled when her words tapered off.  She looked around the party.  It was obvious that the sophomore hadn’t been to a party before, “I understand…it can be nerve-wracking!”
Her eyes shot to his again, “Wh-what?”
“Never been to a party?”
She shook her head, instantly clinging to his side when he wrapped his arm around her waist and led her to the kegs to get her some beer.  Lee felt himself holding back a rumble as she seemed to tuck herself into him, fitting perfectly under his arm. 
She’s a koala.  It’s in her nature to cling to people, especially an alpha.
“No…”
“No need to be nervous, sweet girl,” Lee smiled kindly as he handed her a red solo cup filled with golden liquid.  She took it nervously and Lee released his arm from her waist.  He swore he heard her whimper as she batted her long lashes in his direction, “go and explore the house.  Talk to some of my brothers.  They’re great guys.  They’ll take care of you.  Go have fun, omega.”
“A-are you sure?”
He nodded, “yeah…”
He didn’t sound sure.  Hell, he hadn’t even felt sure.  There was a very large part of him that didn’t want to let sweetness go and look around the house without him or explore the party.  He wanted to keep her tucked against his chest the whole night.  He wanted to take her to his room and claim the sweet little koala.  But he knew he couldn’t. 
So, he watched her woefully as she walked away from him, sipping her beer. Lee sighed to himself, refilling his cup.  It wasn’t more than a few seconds later that Lee saw Pronge wrap his arm around her waist. 
Lee felt jealousy bubbling up in the pit of his stomach as she smiled at him, as she laughed at his jokes.  He looked back to Lee, shooting him a wink, before tipping her cup up while she drank, whispering a soft alpha command that she finish it all.
Lee watched as the pledges kept trekking back and forth between the kitchen grabbing beer for her.  Lee smiled to himself, knowing that his friend was helping the shy koala unwind; something that he knew she deserved.  She was always so timid and focused on work.  It wasn’t a little while longer where a few more of his brothers engaged him in some drinking games, and he lost all sight of her and Pronge.
It was a little while later when Lee noticed that a good bit of the pledges and some of the sophomores were missing; the party having turned into mostly juniors and seniors.  He felt anxiety bubbling up in his chest, knowing that he hadn’t seen sweetness in a while.  She wouldn’t have left without telling him goodbye.  He knew that.  She didn’t even like ending the class or the station without him knowing they were parting ways.
“Curtis…where’s Freezy?”
“You know him,” he laughed as his omega came back with new drinks for the both of them.  He smiled and kissed her temple before looking around.  Not seeing her, he shrugged, “a while ago he took some girls and they’re making some of his famous videos.  Maybe she went up to have some fun with him.”
A few more juniors and seniors laughed, but Lee felt dread in the pit of his stomach. 
Sweetness wouldn’t have left without saying goodbye but there was even less of a chance that she would have gone upstairs willingly to film one of his little videos.  She was an innocent little thing. 
No, not his sweetness.  Not unless she’d been given something.  Lee gave a fake laugh, but hurriedly made his way upstairs, hearing the music fade away, as a more primal sound started to take hold on the second floor. 
Lee burst into the room, seeing an orgy happening around him, piles of limbs intertwined and mingled together.  He saw the parrot that had embarrassed him earlier in the week with her friend, both seniors being railed by two freshmen while a few more shot their loads all over their bodies, calling them sluts.  And his heart stopped when he saw her.  His little sweetness.
She was up there with his brothers.
The timid little koala looked blitzed out of her mind, barely coherent as Bucky kissed along her inner thigh.  Her jeans were missing, and Bucky looked like he was ready to tear through her panties.  Lee ripped his friend away from her, and she barely reacted, her head lulling to the side. 
“What the fuck are you doing, man?” Pronge asked, handing the camera to another brother.  He directed him closer to the two parrots while Bucky growled at him, “Barnes is gonna fuck that little cobra bitch til she doesn’t know up from down…we’ll show her for fucking around like that.”
“I think she’s already there from what you gave her,” Bucky chuckled, licking his lips.  He leaned forward and tilted her head towards him and squeezed her jaw, forcing it open.  Her eyes glistened as she looked at the men, her eyes finally settling on Lee’s.  Lee was growling at Bucky, and Bucky let go, “Come on, Bodecker.  We’re doing this for you.  Pronge said we’re teaching some girls that fucked you over a lesson.  Caught this one just wandering around without you…said he nodded at you and you didn’t tell him no.  The parrots will be a good release, but this one’s too fucked up for the full release…she’ll just get a private screening for us guys on movie night.”
Bucky leaned forwards and nuzzled his nose against hers.  She mewled, but pushed him away from her, falling to her knees in front of Lee. 
“Officer Alpha,” she giggled drunkenly as she nuzzled his leg.  Her arms wrapped around his thick thigh as she began kissing her way up his leg.  His breath hitched as she reached his inner thigh, her hands gliding over his crotch, “Alpha Bo-dick me down.  I wanna feel you, Lee.”
“That’s not the cobra that rejected me!” Lee hissed.  He shuddered as her hands reached for his zipper, and shooting a glare to his brothers, he picked sweetness up bridal style. 
“Officer Bo-dick her down!” Bobby laughed, “god, I can’t believe I never thought of that.”
She instantly whimpered, snuggling against the grizzly, “this is my fucking co-worker.  She’s the little koala that works the reception desk at the station.  She brought my phone back because I left it there and I told her to enjoy the party.  You fucking pricks!”
“Oh shit,” Pronge chuckled.  He licked his lips and made a face, “Sorry sheriff.”
Bucky licked his lips and took a step towards Lee.  His hand trailed up the koala’s leg and she whimpered again when his fingers skimmed along her outer thigh, “I still get to fuck her though?  Right?  Got to slide beneath those panties and I had my fingers in that tight little cunt…fuck Lee, she tastes so sweet…I wanna see how much she can take.”
Lee growled, and Pronge’s eyes widened as he had his own realization, “Wait…the little koala?  This is sweetness?”
Lee blushed, his anger fading away as Pronge called her by the nickname that only he was allowed to use.  She whimpered a little more, only this time she started fighting her way out of his arms until Lee placed her delicately on the ground.  She leaned into him, tucking herself beneath his arm.  She began kissing his chest, snuggling into his sweater, “the little koala omega you’ve had a crush on since she started at the station?  THIS?  She’s here?  Why the fuck didn’t you tell us that she was coming?  That this was her?  Why wasn’t she with you?”
“I didn’t know she was coming,” Lee growled, feeling possessive of the half-conscious woman.  He gripped her a little tighter and she moaned and leaned up on her tip toes, her lips grazing over his mating gland.  Lee shuddered, his eyes closing momentarily.  She began sucking and nipping on the spot, driving Lee wild.  When his eyes opened Pronge had a smirk on his face.  He growled, “what did you give her.”
“Nothing major,” Pronge chuckled with a shrug, “just some booze…”
Lee narrowed his eyes, “she wouldn’t get this way from ‘some’ booze.  She barely has the confidence to look me in the eyes, let alone go for my crotch.  And sweetness is too innocent to be that brazen to go for my mating gland, no matter how drunk someone would get her.”
“Okay a lot of booze,” Pronge laughed, finding the situation entirely too amusing, “and a little bit ago…some scooby snacks…she’ll be really fun in a few more minutes.”
She moaned again, this time Lee noticed one hand fisting his shirt, but the other had been massaging his thick thigh once again.  He was sporting a hard-on from her earlier attempts at getting at his crotch that pressed firmly against his jeans. 
“Looks like she’s ready,” Bucky panted, licking his lips again, “I can take care of her if you can’t, Lee…like I said…I had a taste, and I’d be willing to have the whole thing.”
Lee only growled in response.  The vibrations of his growl sent a wave of slick to sweetness’ entrance.  Lee’s eyes closed as he caught her scent.  Instantly he was salivating.  Something inside of him snapped and his heart raced.
Her scent.
It wrapped thickly around him, and he took a deep breath, inhaling every bit that he could. 
“Alpha!” she chirped once again.  Lee’s growl turned into a rumble as he looked down at the sweet little thing who was tucking herself into his neck.  Her fingers slid closer to his bulge, and she stroked him over his pants as her teeth nipped along his neck once again. 
Lee shuddered, his breath hitching in his throat.  He tried to focus on something, anything that would pull his attention away from the little koala and he ended up looking straight into his friend’s eyes.  Pronge was grinning, “Wanna be in a film with your girl, Sheriff?  Can make a private copy just for the two of you to tell the cubs about when they’re born nine months from now.” 
“Fuck off, Bobby.” Lee growled at his friend and pushed past him and Bucky, pulling his little sweetness up the flight of stairs to where his room was on the third floor.
Tag list:  @lohnes16, @bxnnywriting, @krissy25, @stockholmdolly, @snowwhitevsalice, @xonickibaby, @infatuatedjanes
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myfanficlibraries · 11 months
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Multiple Characters
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1) Attic Wives Anonymous by @foxgloveprincess       Characters: Andy Barber, Ari Levinson, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen, Ransom Drysdale, Robert Pronge       Dark       Ongoing
2) Brat Taming by @imaginedreamwrite       A/B/O Dynamics       Characters: Ari Levinson, Jake Jensen, Ransom Drysdale, Steve Rogers       Ongoing
3) Conclave by @late-to-the-party-81       Apocalypse AU       Characters: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers       Soft Dark
4) Fantasy Hotel by @deandoesthingstome       Characters: August Walker, Captain Syverson, Geralt of Rivia, Hellraiser!Mike, Walter Marshall       Ongoing       Smut
4) More Hearts Than Mine by @imaginedreamwrite       Characters: Ari Levinson, Jake Jensen, Skinny!Steve Rogers       College AU       Ongoing
5) Mrs. Claus Show by @imyourbratzdoll       WARNING: Dangerous levels of delightful silliness!       Also a good amount of smut.       Characters: Ari Levinson, Bucky, Curtis Everett, Frank Adler, Jake Jensen, Lee Bodecker, Lloyd Hansen, Ransom Drysdale, Steve Rogers       Ongoing
6) Ruby Garden by @biteofcherry       BDSM       Characters: Andy Barber, Ari Levinson, Bucky Barnes, Curtis Everett, Lloyd Hansen, Nick Fowler, Steve Rogers       Ongoing
7) The Assistant by @holylulusworld       Characters: Andy Barber, Ari Levinson, Curtis Everett, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen, Mike Weiss, Steve Rogers       Ongoing       Plus Size Reader
8) The Club AU by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor       Characters: Bucky Barnes, Curtis Everett, Lee Bodecker, Loki, Thor       Dark       Ongoing     
9) The Sun, the Moon, and the Stars by @crazyunsexycool       A/B/O Dynamics       Characters: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers       Ongoing
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navybrat817 · 2 years
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Hello, lovelies! As a working mom and writer, I often fall behind on reading and reblogging fics from fellow writers. I decided to take part in the Stardust Reblog Challenge put together by @natrace as a small step to change that! My goal is to reblog one fic a day between September 1st and December 31st, hopefully more! Below are the fics shared and will feature Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans characters (for now). Show these writers some love and please heed any warnings provided. Enjoy!
Moodboard by yours truly and dividers by the talented @saradika.
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September Fics
9/1 - It Had to Be You (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @s-tarksintern
9/2 - Plan B (Dark!Ari Levinson x Reader, Dark!Andy Barber) by @slyyywriting
Happy Birthday Doll (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @secretswiftymarvelfan
9/3 - Truth Conquers All - Part 1 (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @yarnforbrains
9/4 - Waiting for This (Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Reader) by @musingsinmoonlight
9/5 - You Really Wanna Do This Now? (Mob!Steve Rogers x Reader) by @luxeavenger
Lap Time (Mob!Steve Rogers x Reader) by @tumblin-theworldaway
9/6 - Infinity (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming
9/7 - Chaleur (Pre-serum!Steve Rogers x Reader) by @moonstruckbucky
9/8 - Monster (Bucky Barnes one-shot) by @moonbeambucky
9/9 - Comfort (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @jewels2876
9/10 - Drunk Or Baby (Andy Barber x Reader) by @fictional-affairs
9/11 - Baker's Dozen (Dark!Steve Rogers x Black!Reader) by @boxofbonesfic
9/12 - Dangerous Dance (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @princessmisery666
9/13 - Hands (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @qu1etwolf
9/14 - Cold Little Paws (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @majestyeverlasting
9/15 - Fingers (Tattoo!Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @buckycuddlebuddy
9/16 - Spooky Season (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky
9/17 - Into This World, We're Thrown (Steve Kemp x Reader) by @onceuponastory
Lee Bodecker in the Fall (Lee Bodecker x Reader) by @treatbuckywkisses
Blind as a Bat (Jake Jensen x Reader) by @pagesoflauren
9/18 - Sleepy (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @sweetdreamsbuck
Prism (Robert Pronge x Reader) by @needleandhammer
9/19 - Playing For Keeps (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @tuiccim
Narcissist (Ransom Drysdale x Reader) by @chrissquares
9/20 - Boring, Boring, Boring (Lloyd Hansen x Dark!Reader) by @rustytricycle
9/21 - A Gentleman in the Streets (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @christywantspizza
9/22 - Love by Moonlight (Werewolf!Bucky Barnes x Black!Reader) by @strangeprincex-writes
9/23 - Down a Rabbit Hole (Dark!Jefferson x Reader) by @sgt-seabass
9/24 - Happy Ending (Steve Rogers x Mutant!Reader) by @nekoannie-chan
9/25 - Once Upon a Blue Moon - Part 1 (Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader) by @sagechanoafterdark
9/26 - Hold Me Please? (Stucky x Reader) @doasyoudesireandlive
9/27 - Personal Project (Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @slothspaghettiwrites
9/28 - Autumn Remembered (Ari Levinson x Reader x Andy Barber) by @wayward-blonde
Soft Ransom (Ransom Drysdale x Asian!Reader) by @brandycranby
Disarmed (Jake Jensen x Reader) by @ghotifishreads
9/29 - Would I Lie to You? (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @cockslutpadalecki
9/30 - Dirty Dishes (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @jen-with-a-pen
Parade (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @rodrikstark
Possession (Lloyd Hansen x Black!Reader) by @xsapphirescrollsx
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October Fics
10/1 - Who's Your Daddy? (Destroyer!Chris x Reader) by @emerald-chaos
10/2 - In the Weeds (Dark!Ransom Drysdale x Reader) by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor
10/3 - Meet Your Match (Dark Serial Killer!Ransom Drysdale x Reader) by @dreamlessinparis
10/4 - Make a Wish (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @sweeterthanthis
10/5 - Post Break Up (Hal Carter x Reader) by @writing-what-writing
10/6 - Unwell (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @msmarvelwrites
10/7 - Watching Your Footsteps (Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @lokislastlove
10/8 - Abduction (Curtis Everett x Reader) by @georgiapeach30513
10/9 - Rogers Family Recipe (Steve Rogers x Reader)
Enchant (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
10/10 - I.O.U. (Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader)
10/11 - A Whittle More Practice (Steve Rogers x Reader)
Dance in the Dark (Ghost!Steve Rogers x Asian!Reader)
10/12 - Meeting GiGi (Steve Rogers x Reader)
10/13 - See What You Do to Me? (Nomad!Steve Rogers x Reader)
The Things You Do (Steve Rogers x Reader)
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November Fics
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December Fics
December Masterlist
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holylulusworld · 9 months
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Lee Bodecker masterlist
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Masterlist for all Lee Bodecker stories
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Lee Bodecker masterlist
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Lee Bodecker A/B/O masterlist
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Find all other stories with Bucky Barnes/SebStans characters here: Bucky Barnes/Sebastian Stan/other roles Masterlist
Divider by me *for my blog use only*
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sweeterthanthis · 1 year
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not to be a slut but any lee fics in the works? 🥲
Please be a slut. Sluts are more than welcome here. And yes, yes I do. This one is the closest to completion 🥰
“Ouch!” You yip, flinching and pulling your hand away from him. He looks into your eyes, brows raised as he plucks your wrist back into his hold and continues to dab at the wound. “It stings, that’s all. My friends…we play this stupid game every year. Like, a dare game. So…” 
“They ain’t your friends, Hummin’bird,” he says matter of factly, tossing the bloodied cotton pad into the trash beside him and reaching for a tube of antiseptic. He smirks, squeezing a small dollop of cream onto his fingertip and dabbing it onto your palm. It’s cool and soothing. It has you breathing out a content little sigh. His cobalt eyes flit to you for a moment, a smirk forming on his pretty lips. “So, they dared ya t’knock on the monsters door, did they?” 
“You’re not a monster,” you tell him, the words leaving your mouth before he can even fully finish his sentence.
There’s something about him, something about his home and his whole being that makes your soul sing. And god, he smells so fucking good. What is that, anyway? Some kinda cologne? Whatever it is, it’s got your stomach doing somersaults and your thighs clenching together. You want to sink into his warmth and wrap yourself up in it. 
“Don’t think you’ve been ‘round me long enough to be so sure a’that. You alright there, darlin’?” He asks you, peeling the back off a small adhesive dressing and smoothing it out against your hand with his fingers. His skin is so warm; so soft and comforting. “See, all done. Promised I wouldn’t eat ya, didn’t I?”
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sagechanoafterdark · 2 years
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Fuck It Friday
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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year
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𝐀 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞
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welcome to the land of fairytales, where desires you never knew you had will come true. thank you @georgiapeach30513 & @royalsweetteaa for helping me with this.
18+ only please, do not copy, repost or translate my work. You are responsible for your own media consumption.
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𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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!warning! these fics will include inter-species relations, size differences, innocent kink, age gaps and dark content.
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𝐅𝐢𝐜𝐬:
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𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 - pairing: prince frank adler x mermaid reader
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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 - pairing: prince lance tucker x maid reader
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𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒔 - pairing: beast ari levinson, beast logan howlett, beast geralt of rivia x princess reader
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𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒏 - pairing: bossy clark kent, sleazy johnny storm, dirty curtis everett, brawny steve rogers, cranky bucky barnes, tipsy dean winchester, horny sam wilson x witch/princess reader
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𝒃𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒆 - pairing: hunter lee bodecker x shifter reader
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𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 - pairing: mad hatter jefferson x dreamer reader 
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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒆 - pairing: scarecrow jake wyler, tin-man rick grimes, cowardly lion jake jensen, oz andy barber x lost reader
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𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 - pairing: hansel steve kemp, male gretel nick fowler x witch reader
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𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅 - pairing: big bad wolf luke danes x little red riding hood reader
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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 - pairing: tarzan tangerine x jane reader
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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 - pairing: giant august walker x female jack reader
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𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 - pairing: captain hook negan, captain hook jack sparrow x tinkerbell reader
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𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒕, 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 - pairing: alpha bear ari levinson, alpha bear henry cavill, alpha bear lee bodecker x goldilocks reader
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𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒂𝒏 - pairing: prince steve rogers x princess/swan hybrid reader
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𝒐𝒉, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔… 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒔 - pairing: mermaid jennifer check, mermaid rosalie hale, mermaid jane smith x clueless reader
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𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 - pairing: mufasa ari levinson x scar sergei kravinoff (kraven the hunter) x lioness reader
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𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖
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✧˚ · . 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘍𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘵.
main pairing — mob boss!alpha!nick fowler x omega!reader other featured characters — james mace, chris beck, steve kemp, charles blackwood, ransom drysdale, chase collins, lee bodecker, robert pronge, ari levinson, hal carter, lloyd hansen w/c — 14.8k this is a dark explicit fic. 18+ only. part of the Clockwork AU.
warnings — non-con (blowjobs, handjobs, unprotected sex), dub-con (unprotected sex, female orgasm), a/b/o dynamics, Nick Fowler being a cunt, misogyny/treating omegas as lesser, references to death, suicidal ideations, references to anxiety and depression, caging, manhandling/mild violence against reader, chase, mild injury to reader, pet names (pup, puppy, sweets, sunshine, little omega, ducky), degradation, use of stress positions, minor medical references (needles administered), gangbang, bukkake, neglect of reader (touch starving), mention of wanting to throw up (no actual vomit), mental torture and stress to the point of breakdown a/n — big big thank you to @sweeterthanthis and @dreamlessinparis for beta-ing this beast and dealing with my inability to stay in one tense lol. all mistakes and bullshit are mine. also big thank you to @navybrat817 for helping with the brainstorming. without you, this fic wouldn't have come to life
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Depressed again Morning comes too fast and I'm tired of the routine Depressed again Let me sit alone in the tone that you crave Angry again No, I don't wanna have a conversation with you Angry again Let me sit alone with the kerosene I don't even care about you ↳ I don't even care about you by Missio
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"Hey, doll.”
Your eyes fluttered open, the sunshine warm on your face as you gazed up at the man above you, a soft smile on his features as his hair hung down and eclipsed his face.
Was this heaven?
"James?" You questioned, disbelief flowing through you at the sight of him. He looked far different to the last time you saw him. No injuries marred him. He looked just as you had always known him. 
"Who else would it be, silly? You fell asleep while I was getting the rest of the stuff from the car," James chuckled as you sat up, your fingers running across the picnic mat below you. The feeling of the fabric was familiar, and it caused a smile to dance across your lips. You'd always loved the picnics you'd had with your alpha. It was playful and fun, the two of you snacking before cuddling beneath the sun's warmth.
And in the best moments, you'd get frisky under a padded blanket. It was in those moments you'd found true happiness. You'd found love. But the problem in finding love was that it was so easy to lose in a matter of moments. The truest sorrow of death was that love was proven more than anything.
James sat the picnic basket beside you before quickly tugging you into his lap.
You blinked, taking in the view of the park surrounding you. Only the two of you and the flowers blooming across the landscape, nothing more than a subtle breeze in the air.
Your eyes scanned over the flowers, looking at the different coloured petals. It was as if ink had infused them with their hues, providing life to something that would be otherwise dull. 
Oh, it felt good.
Warmth surrounded you, Jame's bulky frame providing you comfort as he nuzzled into your neck to scent you, his hand resting against your stomach.
He let out a low hum, the sound reverberating across your skin like your favourite song.
You let out a sigh as you relaxed against him, eyes fluttering closed as you just let yourself be in the moment.
"You're not gonna fall asleep again, are you?" James chided, poking at your side with his right arm, eliciting giggles from you.
You opened your eyes to face him. His deep azures gazed at you as you ran your hands through his hair, bringing your palms forward to cup his cheeks.
"I'm dreaming, aren't I?"
It's too good to be true. This happiness, it was too perfect. Life had never allowed you much reprieve.
"Does it matter?" James pulled your leg around, so you were sitting in his lap, your face close before you allowed yourself to let go.
Your lips brushed over each other's, testing the waters before your hands brought his face to yours.
The kiss started slow, two souls connecting between planes. But the crushing weight of reality quickly turned you more passionate.
It felt so real. You didn't want this to end.
Time seemed to flow indiscriminately as you kissed James, your tears beginning to trickle down your cheeks after a few minutes with your alpha.
He pulled away with a coo. "Hey, hey, doll. You're alright,”
"He’s going to take me away from you. I don’t…I don’t want to wake up Jamie. I want to stay here with you,” You sniffled, and James brought up the arm of his sweatshirt to dry your tears.
“That’s not the way life works, sweetheart. You have to go back,”
You couldn’t. Not after the auction, not after seeing the beast that was your mate.
You huffed, resting your hands on his waist with a shake of your head. “That’s not fair,”
“I know. I know, love. But life isn’t meant to be fair. It’s a struggle against the odds, but that doesn’t mean you can’t change the course of your life,” James reassured, but it felt like a lie.
“I don’t see a way out of this, James. I’m mated to Nick. He can control me without even trying.”
James tilted his head, continuing to wipe away your tears. “Can he, though?”
“What?” Your brows furrowed, fingers clinging to James like he was your lifeline.
“You’re the strongest gal I’ve ever met,” He tapped your temple with a sad smile. “You just have to fight him.”
“I... but how?”
“Think of us, what we had, what we were destined to have. Even without me in the picture, you’ve lost everything. And that is exactly why you can fight back. He can’t control someone who has nothing to live for,” James’ words felt like a tonne of bricks in your stomach, a heavy pit forming. Because despite him being right, you did have nothing to live for. You’d lost everything, and you’d hit rock bottom. The concept of standing up against a prime alpha was almost too scary to comprehend.
It would be easier to just cease the fight. End the pain.
“Why don’t I just kill myself then?” You asked with beady eyes, and James let out a sad hum, contemplating his next words.
“Because then Nick Fowler wins. He would have destroyed both of us. You’ve got so much courage, doll. And the most courageous thing you can do is live,” James said softly, his words delivered gently despite their weight. “Plus, you have to find Steve. We’re all he had,”
Your gaze dropped to your hands, fiddling with the hem of James’ sweatshirt as you frowned. “And what if I lose? What if he breaks me?”
“Then you live happily the best you can. If you’re broken, you won’t know any better anymore,” James gently took your chin, tilting your head up so your eyes would meet his. 
His lips found yours again, the kiss melancholic as you knew this had to end. Nothing good ever lasted long for you.
Would this be the last time you’d see him?
Roses with thorned stalks rose from the ground, the petals a beautiful crimson, the flowers just like Nick’s tattoos. You could hear the ticking of a clock, the sound signalling that time was running out. With each tick, you held tighter onto James, the stems getting closer and closer with each passing second.
You pulled back with a hiccuped sob despite how much you just wanted to keep his lips on yours. When had you started crying again?
“James… I’m not ready to go back, please.”
James didn’t have anything to say this time. All he could offer was a woeful smile as the vines began to wind around your limbs, cutting into you and slicing around your flesh.
There wasn’t anything he could do to make this better.
After all, he wasn’t even real. The James you loved was dead.
Death was brutal and cruel, unforgiving in how it wrenches people from your existence. But he was safe, at least. James didn’t have to face any more horrors while you were consumed by the primitive evil that was Nick Fowler. 
The thorns cut into your skin, tearing across your torso and limbs as they wrapped around you like a snake ready to kill.
You began to be pulled away from James, and despite your hold on him, the roses were stronger. 
“I love you,” you wept as your body began to be dragged into the dirt below, the ground moving around you like quicksand.
“I love you too. We’ll see each other again one day, doll. It’ll be okay.”
You wanted to believe James, but as the earth began to swallow you up, you knew it was unlikely.
The chance of beating Nick Fowler is minuscule, but you’d still try. You’d try for James. For what you should have had, the life you lost.
Dirt began to fill your lungs as your head was pulled under, your blood mixing in with the brown soil, making a muddy mess.
The last thing you remember was hearing a wolf howl and the clock’s ticking stopped.
Consciousness came to you with fright, heart hammering in your chest and tears in your eyes. You whacked your head against the cage wall in your abrupt wake, pain radiating through your forehead from the impact. The thick, black steel bars clanged like they were laughing at your pain. 
A whimpered ouch left you as you lay back down. Your dress from the auction still filled most of the cage, the tulle scratching against your skin uncomfortably. The emerald made you look luxurious, but you doubted being shoved in a cage was doing you many favours in looking the part Nick wanted you to play. Or maybe that’s precisely the image he wanted. A shattered omega.
The diamond choker Nick had gifted you laid next to you. It must have broken off during the night when you tossed and turned, as it was already damaged when you went to sleep. 
You threw it out of the cage with a huff, watching it skid off the rug and across the hardwood. 
A bird in a gilded cage was still denied its freedom, no matter how embellished its captor made it.
The choker was a show of ownership, and the last thing you wanted was to be reminded of your mate. The rejection of your alpha had your bond throbbing, the scarred flesh on your neck hurting with each ebb of anger that flowed through you. You hoped Nick could feel it and that it was irritating for him.
You would rather Nick treated you like his auctioned omegas so there was no veil. At the end of the day, you were just another object for him.
Light bled through the curtains like a fresh wound, gnarly and grotesque, much like the maim to your soul. It illuminated the room, the light making you aware of the stark greys of the bedroom. Perhaps it was supposed to be chic, the way the walls and furniture matched a muted colour palette. But all it did was reflect the desolateness of the situation; the world reduced to nothing more than shades.
The plushness of the pink and blue blankets below you provided little comfort, but you ignored the soreness in your muscles as you stared at the ceiling, the dark grey paint obscured by the bars of your cage.
Time passed, the sun beginning to rise higher in the sky. It had to be at least mid-morning, and your stomach rumbled. You hadn’t eaten since before the auction yesterday, although the thought of eating anything made you feel sick. Everything about your situation made you nauseous.
You hoped that James would burst through the door with Steve by his side and that they would take you out of this hell hole and back to your everyday life. But when the door opened, you were met with the sight of Beck and Mace. You barely spared them a glance before returning to eyeing the ceiling like it was the most exciting thing in the world.
“Stop sulking. You brought this upon yourself,” Mace sighed, moving to unlock your cage. When you didn’t move to get out or acknowledge their presence, Mace clutched your ankle and began to drag you out.
“Get off me,” you snarled, trying to cling to the bars as the dress tulle scratched your skin, but Beck was one step ahead. He pried your fingers off the bars while Mace pulled, and you had no chance as you were dragged from the enclosure. While the cage kept you inside, it also kept others out, and now you had to face your nightmares.
“Don’t you want a shower and a piss? Why are you making this such a fucking chore?” Mace growled as you began flailing. You could feel Nick through your bond, his emotions egging you to calm down. But you didn’t want to calm down. You wanted to go home. To your real home, not this prison.
Beck picked up the discarded choker, lips pursed as he looked at it, examining if it could be fixed while Mace wrangled you to your feet despite your protests. “Fuck off, get the fuck off me!”
Mace’s lips ghosted by the shell of your ear as he pulled your hands behind you, leading you towards the bathroom, his voice scarily low. “Twenty minutes. Clean yourself up and get it together. If you come out a nice fucking omega, I won’t tell Nick about this. Although I’m sure he can already feel it all.”
With little grace, Mace pushed you into the bathroom, your feet stumbling over the tile until you steadied yourself on the marble sink counter. The door closed behind you, the locks clicking. You didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of doing as they said, but you really needed to relieve yourself and freshen up. Especially if you were going to have any chance of fighting them.
As you suspected, each drawer in the bathroom was locked with a fingerprint pad, the light flashing red and beeping at you when you tried to open it. Nick really had thought of everything. On the shower shelf sat everything you needed anyway. Begrudgingly, you moved through the motions. You didn’t allow your thoughts to wander. There was too much pain threatening to bleed in past the edges of your mind.
As you struggled to take the dress off and get the shower running, all you thought about was James. The way he’d hold you and love you. To Nick, it might appear you’re calming down with how your emotions turn to yearning as the water washed over you. But the desire wasn’t for your mated alpha. It’s for the alpha you lost. 
It wasn't until you got out of the shower that your determination became set. Nick Fowler would not win. Think of James, you told yourself. Just like he said in your dream. Perhaps it wasn’t a dream but a premonition. A communication with the dead.
As you began to work yourself up, your fists clenched by your sides, the adrenaline started to spike. They hadn’t left you any clothes, but that didn’t matter. You’d be faster without anything slowing you down anyway. You tore some of the fabric from the dress to pull your hair back so it wouldn’t get in the way.
“Times up,” Beck called, and you knew this was it. This was your chance. You got ready to bolt when he cracked the door open. And once he’d opened it enough for you to fit through, you pounced. The rush hit you all at once, and you quickly sprinted past Beck’s form and under the arm on the door.
“What the—” The alpha said, stunned as you dashed past him. Mace, distracted as he searched the closet for clothes, whipped his head around just in time to see you rush out the bedroom door.
“Omega! Stop!” Mace tried to command you. But he’s not your alpha; now that you’ve got a mate, his orders don’t work on you.
Without looking back, you ran into the hall, following the trail that Beck took you on when he walked you down the night before. There are rushed steps behind you, but it doesn’t deter you as your feet slapped against the floor in your sprint. You can feel Nick homing into your bond, his ire clear. And you know he’s close. He’s in the house. Stop. Enough. The bond tells you, but a flash of James’ face in your mind’s eye helps to eclipse the order.
You managed to reach the front door, throwing it open with a slam before running onto the gravelled front path. The rocks of the driveway tore into your feet, the cold air hitting your naked form like a tidal wave. There was a slight patter of rain beginning, the type you’d love to be curled in bed under the plush covers to listen to, but instead, you were running for your life.
“Omega. Stop right now,” Nick’s booming voice hit your ears, and your legs faltered for a second. No. No.
“’Til the end of the line, sweetheart,” James. This is the man who took James from you. He’s no alpha of yours.
You managed to get your legs moving, picking up into a sprint as your heart hammered like a panicked mouse in your chest.
“Stop running right now,” Nick yelled again, but you didn’t even register the command, James’ voice cooing to you in your head.
You could feel the trickle of blood as the bond opened into a fresh wound the more you rejected the commands of your alpha. You were denying your very physiology, and it wasn't without consequences. Everything hurt, and the throbbing in your neck felt like needles were being sharply stabbed where Nick’s teeth had dug in when he claimed you.
The way Nick felt didn't help. There was anger, disappointment, and hurt. Not that he’d admit to the last one. His omega was rejecting him. A prime alpha rejected by their omega was a pitiful sight and one that Nick would never want anyone else to see. For a man so powerful, in this moment, he was entirely weak to you.
That was until you heard the shot ring off and felt a sharp sting in your left ass cheek. You stumbled to the ground, palms and knees grazing over the gravelled surface as the rain hit your back. A yowl left you as you turned to look behind you, a tranquiliser dart sticking out of your skin, a little blue feathered frill on the end.
“You fucking tranqued me?” You screamed, looking back at Nick, who was slowly approaching with the rifle in his hand.
“You’re lucky I didn’t use my loaded gun, omega. I don’t even care about you. I should kill you,” The frustration was apparent, an edge of confusion in his tone, unsure as to why his commands weren’t working. If anything, they should be stronger now that you’re bonded. But why did he care anyway? What made you so special?
“Yeah, but you won’t, because you do fucking care, asshole. Otherwise I would have died with my lover,” You spat, fire in your eyes as he edged closer. Your entire lower half was becoming unusable, but you still tried to drag yourself over the ground despite how it cut into you.
”I can see why that useless waste of space you called an alpha never mated you. Did you act like a fucking brat with him too?” The words shouldn’t hurt. You shouldn’t care what Nick says. But they were like knives piercing your skin regardless, worse than the gravel below.
“He deserved my respect. You deserve nothing. You are nothing.”
The outrage was clear as day on Nick’s face as he crouched before you, and your arms began to get tingly as the weakness spread. You knew he was going to snap back hard, and he did. 
”Maybe your alpha would be alive if you behaved yourself and paid more attention to him.”
Your mouth dropped open in shock, a pained cry leaving you as the tears began. Yeah, that hurt. It planted a seed of doubt in your mind. Was it your fault? No. You weren’t going to take the blame for a male alpha with an inflated ego. For too long, omegas took the blame simply because their voice wasn’t as loud. But not now. You wouldn’t take it.
”Aww, pup. You lost all your bite, hm? I’m disappointed. I thought you’d fight better than this.”
If the jabs about James didn’t hurt enough, the thought of disappointing your alpha added to the anguish. And it made you mad. Really, really mad.
“Why bite when I can scratch, alpha?” You snapped before using your waning strength to slash at Nick. He laughed, easily dodging you, only one swipe brushing his cheek. Your nails left a red mark, and it spurred you on more.
”You can hit harder than that, little pup. C’mon, you’re letting me down. You wanna act like a wolf? Then hurt me, but you’ll have to put in some effort, cub. You’re just making this too easy.”
Nick’s words hit hard. You let out a roar and lunged. It took all your strength to propel your body, throwing yourself against the alpha. He seemed surprised for a millisecond, and it was all you needed to swipe your nails across Nick’s face. He hissed as your talons dug through flesh, leaving trickles of blood tracking down his face. Lucky for him, his eyelids were closed when you attacked, so his eyes remained undamaged while his cheek and lip bore some nasty cuts.
It’s all you hadleft in you before the sedative rendered you useless. But it was worth it to see Nick’s face as he processed it all. For once, he wasn't in control. How the mighty have fallen.
Nick took your head into his hands, cupping his palms on either side. You were forced to look into his eyes when his bond was at its strongest. Desperation was in his wild eyes, the facade of a prime alpha with it all cracking. “Bark for me, puppy.”
Your mind screamed at you to bark. To give in.
It would be easy to play the part the world wanted you to. But to do that would be denying your own human experience. You opened your mouth, turning to the side and biting down hard on Nick’s hand.
He slapped you, one hand holding your head steady, so the impact hurt even more. It makes your brain rattle, the world shaking for a moment. Your eyes fluttered, and suddenly you weren't on the mansion path anymore. Nick had picked you up and thrown you over his shoulder. Your limbs laid dormant, unable to move due to the dart still poking out of your ass. Given the omegas he had housed in his back barn, it should have been expected he’d have non-lethal ways to capture them.
You expected Nick to take you to the bedroom and cage you, but your brows furrowed as you were brought to the living room. He was silent now, and that was almost scarier than his anger. He was plotting something that surely wouldn’t be good for you.
Beck and Mace watched from the doorway as Nick dropped you like a sack of potatoes onto the ground against the far wall. He looked  down at you, jaw clenched and let out a huff. He gave your stomach a kick, earning a winded groan from you as you couldn't even curl in on yourself, your muscles relaxed against your will.
“She’s rejecting my commands,” Nick said matter-of-factly, his gaze turning to his men. “I intend to fix that.”
“How?” Mace asked, crossing his arms as he leaned against the doorframe, eyes flicking from you to his boss.
“I’m going to talk to Kemp. He’ll know. And if he doesn’t, Hal will have an idea.”
“Hal is a softie,” Mace interjected with a dry chuckle.
“Yeah, but have you seen how Ari’s omegas listen to him? They dote on him,” Beck commented, running a hand through his short hair, his forehead creased from stress.
“I don’t want the soft route. Get her bound. I have some calls to make.”
Nick didn't look back at you as he exited the room, but you could feel the pain in your bond. The desolation. The anger. The myriad of emotions swirling in the both of you.
Asshole.
Mace and Beck did as commanded, moving around you to take the pictures down from the wall, replacing them with metal loops. Mace left for a few minutes while Beck finished up, and he took a moment to inspect your stomach, pressing around your ribs to ensure there’s nothing out of place. By now, the dogs had joined as well. Apollo, Icarus and Hermes sat a few feet away, just watching what was happening.
“She’s fine,” Beck murmured to the dogs, three sets of ears perking up at his words. “Yeah yeah, I know. But she brought this upon herself.”
Mace returned with rope, working with Beck to bind your arms and connect the cord through the newly installed loops. Your arms were brought above your head, suspending you uncomfortably so that your toes barely touched the floor. It put a lot of pressure on your shoulders, especially with your body's dead weight beneath you.
As their last step, Beck pulled the tranquiliser dart from you, and you tried to bite him when he was close enough. He gave you a look of disappointment before leaving with Mace, the dogs following once Mace whistled for them.
You were left in the living room, nothing more than the ticking of the old grandfather clock on the opposite side of the room to keep you company. It was almost maddening listening to the tick-tocks, your head filled with the repetitive sound. The blinds were drawn, the room dark, the only light source from the hallway outside. Shadows cast over the dark mahogany furniture, creating more demons for you to contest with. You never were a fan of the dark, and certainly not now.
Over time, you regained control of your body. Your muscles started to move, and you were able to shuffle to try and find a more comfortable position. Although no stance was relaxing as you struggled to stay steady on the balls of your feet.
Hours passed, and you started to hone in on the ticking rhythm of the clock, imagining it as a tempo for you and James to dance to. He always loved dancing. You’d been excited to take him to the local dance that was run every spring, but you never did get that chance. And you’d make sure Nick paid for that lost chance by being the unruliest omega possible.
With the curtains closed, it was impossible to tell the time, and the clock was too far away to make out, so you just waited for Nick’s eventual return.
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You didn't know how long it had been, but the slamming of doors indicated that Nick had emerged from his office, clearly not happy with whatever ‘advice’ he had been given by his friends. After a few minutes, he walked into the living room, sharp daggers shooting from his gaze at you. If looks could've killed, you would have been long dead. 
In his hand was a bowl of porridge, steam wafting off the top. You still hadn’t eaten, and your stomach growled at the sight and smell of the food. Even though you hated the muggy texture, your body craved just about anything.
“Are you going to be good?” Nick said coolly, his mask of calmness back. “You’ll have to be punished, but it will be easier on you if you give in now.”
He approached slowly, watching the way your eyes flitted between the food and him. It was clear Nick thought you would give in as he approached, a smug look on his face.
When he was within range, you used all your strength to throw your legs out and kick the bowl from his grasp, the porcelain shattering to the ground with a smash. Beck came rushing in from the sound, stopping when Nick raised his hand to dismiss him. “Leave it.”
You felt a sense of triumph when Nick’s jaw clicked in annoyance. You weren’t going down that easy. Not with James in the forefront of your thoughts.
Nick’s fists clenched and unclenched like he was deciding whether to hit you or not before he seemingly remembered something. He didn’t touch you. Instead, wordlessly, he pivoted on his heel and left, leaving you and the discarded food without further consideration.
That was the last time you saw anyone for two days.
Or at least what you thought was two days. It was hard to approximate with the only indication of the time the chimes on the clock. Fatigued, with no more than an hour’s sleep due to the stress position and lack of food, you were second guessing how many chimes you’d counted.
Your heart leapt in your chest when Nick eventually re-emerged, his clothes different. You’d never seen him out of a suit, his muscly form adorning a plain blue t-shirt and black jeans. The clothes clung to him like you wished to. Your alpha. Your hindbrain was ecstatic at the sight of him. Pushing against your designation, you shoved all the feelings down deep. No, you could not desire the man who ruined your life. 
Nick’s signature smirk was back, his eyes twinkling as he looked at you. He wanted you, too. That much was clear. Why he cared for you so much, you’d never understand. With the ticks in the background sounding, you looked at the clock tattoo that stood out starkly against his skin, like the rest of his ink.
Your eyes narrowed as you focused on the time. Two am. Was that on purpose? Did that time hold some significance? Or was it simply chosen at random? Your sight dragged to the bowl of fruit in his hands. Melon, strawberries, and apples,all cut into bite-size pieces. The hunger you felt hurt, as if your stomach was ready to eat itself.
“I can hear your stomach, puppy. Hungry little thing, aren’t you?” Nick mocked, but he was right. You were ravenous. The sweet tang in the air from the fruit mixed in with Nick’s strong scent had your head swirling. 
It’d been days since you’d been touched. Usually, that would be enough for any omega to start getting touch starved, let alone a mated omega being denied by her alpha. A prime alpha. Your body yearned for Nick, and it had your anger rising. No, it wasn't fair. You shouldn’t want the man who killed your partner.
Like the first time Nick visited, you kicked the bowl from his hand, flinching at the shattering sound. As you did it, there was a flash of ire in Nick’s expression, but there was something else there too. Like he expected it from you.
“Have it your way,” Nick said simply, placing his hands in his pockets as he kicked the discarded fruit away from your feet. He was so close, you could feel his body heat, and it had you wanting to lean in. “Uh-uh. Bad dogs don’t get pats.”
Nick pulled away, pupils dilated as he took in your scent. It was a punishment for him as well. Although he could get touch elsewhere, all you got was the wall against your back and the floor beneath your toes.
This time when Nick left, tears started steadily streaming down your cheeks as anxiety clutched at your heart.
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It started to get much worse.
The longer you were left untouched, the worse your mental state became. The anxiousness was quickly met with a deep depression that settled into your bones and brought upon an acute sadness that infected you like a disease. 
There were often tears, howls, and whimpers. Yet you still didn’t yield when Nick visited you. You were being pulled in two directions, a tear beginning to form down your middle. Your loyalty was to James, but your body called for your alpha. 
Every time someone would walk past the doorway, or you’d hear the pitter-patter of dog paws, your heart would nearly burst. A visitor? But you were almost always met with disappointment. 
Nick didn’t allow the dogs in the living room, and the only time you saw anyone else was when Beck came to inject you with medicine or help you use a bedpan. He didn’t look you in the eyes, touch you, or speak to you. It was like a ghost was administering the vitamins and minerals you needed to stay alive while you refused food.
The days passed in a blur. As soon as the sun would bleed in around the curtains, it would disappear as nightfall came. At first, you liked the quiet of the night, only you and the owls hooting outside awake. But it quickly became your personal nightmare. Alone, with nothing but your thoughts, unable to sleep for more than a few minutes due to the pressure on your arms and balls of your feet.
It was torture. A brutal tactic that was breaking you down with each tick of that fucking clock. You growled into the air. Oh, how you wanted to break that clock. Tear it to shreds and leave nothing but cogs behind. Because every time you tried to escape reality, the ticking would wrench you back. 
The same as the days before it, the sun began to fade, and darkness began to consume the room. You closed your eyes, hoping to get some sleep. Although it was unlikely with the throbbing pain in your shoulders. When you heard footsteps, you assumed they would merely pass by as they usually did, but your eyes fluttered open when the feet stopped in the doorway. Your eyes met Mace’s hardened gaze. It was the first time you’d seen him since you were put on the wall, and you instinctively wanted to hug him. Alpha’s best friend. Alpha’s best friend is your best friend. He watched the way your brows furrowed, and tears welled in your eyes before breaking away to begin lighting the candles that sat on the mantle. 
“Mace.. help me..”
Your voice was left ignored. The candles added a soft illumination to the room. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the flickering heat, a golden amber emanating from the flames. If you touched it, you would feel something. It would hurt. But you would have chosen it. A pain you choose to bear is freedom in itself.
“Mace, alpha, please. Let me go.”
Mace didnt spare you another glance as he moved around the room, dusting and cleaning up. He even vacuumed, and it was all very odd. Nick had a maid staff for this, although you supposed they would be uncomfortable seeing a bound omega crying against the wall.
Once he was done, he flicked on the wall sconces, and your eyes shut immediately. The room is filled with light for the first time in.. well, you weren't sure. But it had been a long while. There was a buzzing behind your eyes, spots flittering across your eyelids before you braved the light. 
Your eyes opened slowly, the brightness almost painful for your poor weakened body. You were growing accustomed to the darkness, feeling as if your body was becoming one with the plaster pressed against your back. There was no hiding in the light, and Mace took a deep breath at the sight of you. 
You were a mess. Naked, bruised, with cuts all over from your attempted escape. It was a sight to behold. Mace left without a word, but you were jostled. 
Why did he clean up? Why turn the lights on? It became more apparent when there was a new voice in the home. One you recognised from the night of the auction. 
Steve walked in with Nick by his side, his lips quirking at the sight of you. Your gaze turned to Nick, vexed still in how you looked at him. But your back arched too, begging to get closer to the scent wafting from him. When you closed your eyes, you were sitting by a flower bed of geraniums with a cup of earl grey tea, and Nick was there nuzzling into your neck.
“F-Fuck.. you..” You whined. It felt as if you would die if he didn’t touch you soon. Like you’d crumble into a pile of ash for Mace to sweep up.
“It’s good you booked this for tonight. I don’t think she’d last much longer otherwise,” You hated how Steve spoke as if you were not there, and a growl left you when you opened your eyes to see his hand on Nick’s shoulder. No, you needed that touch. It’s not fair. At the same time, you wanted to rip Nick’s throat out and force-feed him it. 
“This better work,” Nick’s voice was strained, the pain clear. He’d been starved of his omega for too long. But he couldn’t just let you off like nothing happened.
“It will. Trust me.”
“I trust you with my life, Steve. But I don’t know if I trust you with hers.”
Steve merely chuckled, and the men left the same way they came. You wriggled in your binds to no avail. Your body was so exhausted you could barely move. Before long, more footsteps and voices were chatting in the entryway. You recognised Lee, Charles, Ransom, Chase and Robert, all from the auction. But there were new ones too. Three voices you didn’t know that mingled in with the rest. What were they all doing here?
Beck walked in with finger food, little meatballs that looked fancy and well-presented. Mace followed, carrying a plate with different hors d’oeuvres. Some caviar looking thing. You didn’t know what it was, but your stomach grumbled nonetheless. The alphas stayed and watched as the waitstaff brought in drinks and even more food, a complete set-up on the living room table. Last brought in was a plate of natural oysters; the fishy smell had your head reeling. The food had too many scents for your brain to handle. You needed your alpha. You needed to nuzzle into him– No. You needed to kill him. You whimpered as your brain tried to figure out what it wanted.
“Now that’s a nice noise,” Ransom mocked as he entered, a glass of whisky in hand. “You want some company that bad, huh?”
“S’needy little ‘mega. Real cute too,” Lee joined him, hand on his belt that held up his uniformed slacks.
They both looked ravished at the sight of you, like you were the finest meal. Your sounds of distress began to rise. “Go away. Where’s Nick?”
“Now, now, that’s no way to talk to guests, is it? And you can’t even address your alpha correctly, tsk,” a new man entered with Charles and Chase close behind. His shades covered his eyes, but the way his thick moustache curved with his smirk told you all you needed to know. He wasn’t a good person.
“I think we can forgive her for being rude given the circumstances, don’t you think?” Yet another two men entered, and your head was beginning to swirl with the number of alpha scents in the room. The man looked rough and rugged as if he worked hard and was weathered by it.
“I think Hal is right, Lloyd. Give the omega a break for being flustered,” Hal’s companion said as he made his way to the table, taking one of the caviar toasts to snack on. The moment you heard the crunch, you opened your mouth instinctively, desperate to eat.
“Are you not feeding this thing, Fowler?” Charles called out as Nick and Steve entered together.
They were all speaking about you, not to you. And it had your blood boiling as the myriad of other emotions began to rise to the surface. “Fuck off! All of you! Leave me alone. You’re all fucking bastards. Stupid knotheaded bastards.”
Suddenly, all the attention was on you. No more chuckles or snide comments, just the piercing gaze of eleven alphas and the one beta, Steve. Your heart lurched, the intensity sudden.
“I’ll kill all of you. The moment I get out of here, you’re all dead,” you snarled as you looked at Nick. Since you’d last seen him, he’d changed into a black button-up and suit pants.
He looked like his role. A mob boss with the power of a prime alpha. But more than anything, he looked like a man sent to the point of desperation. He was holding himself with a mask of calm, but you could feel what lay beneath the surface, the same as he could for you.
“Drinks, anyone?” Hal’s companion broke the silence, and the men eased, tense shoulders releasing.
“Yeah, Ari. Good idea,” Chase kept his eyes on you as he made his way to the table. 
Small talk restarted amongst the men, but you kept your gaze on your alpha. No one else mattered anyway. What was the point of this party? Some chance to show off his defying omega?
Nick ignored you, but you could feel the red string between you two. He was still connected whether he wanted to give you attention or not. You watched as he went and whispered something to Mace and Beck, the duo’s faces hardening.
They both looked at Nick with concern, but he shrugged them off, returning to his conversation with Steve and Lloyd. Like a hawk surveying your surroundings, your breathing began to quicken when Mace and Beck approached.
“Please, don’t touch me. I- I’ll kill you. I can’t– I need–” You couldn’t bring yourself to say it. You needed your alpha.
“You should have thought of that before you acted up, omega,” Mace snapped, but his eyes had a sense of guilt to them. 
Beck wouldn’t look at you as he and Mace worked on getting you down. When the rope went lax, you fell into Beck’s arms, your legs too weak to hold yourself up. The sobs started. You were finally feeling touch, but it was wrong. Beck’s scent wasn’t foul, but it wasn’t right. It wasn’t what you needed. 
Mace came up behind you, and his presence was all wrong too. “No, no, no. Get off!” You couldn’t struggle even if you had wanted to. After God knows how long suspended on pressure points, your muscles were weakened to the point that they were practically useless. Every time you went to swipe at the men, it was no more than a weak slap, Mace and Back wholly unperturbed.
“Shh, shh. You’ll only make it worse for yourself,” Beck soothed into your ear, but you could hardly hear it with your heavy cries.
Mace picked you up from Beck’s arms, cradling you for the room to look at. And look they did.
The scent in the air spiked into something hazardous, and every omega instinct told you to run. Danger. Nick stayed at the back of the room, sitting in one of the velvet armchairs with a glass of what looked to be straight vodka, shooing away Steve when he tried to tell him something.
Mace placed you in the centre of the room, your back hitting the plush rug. It was a different sensation from the cold wall, and it was nice to feel something warm and fuzzy for a split second. But the reprieve was short lived as the other alphas in the room began to approach. 
You tried to crawl away, but your arms and legs didn’t move despite your mind begging them to do so.
Steve crouched before you, deft fingers gripping your chin, forcing you to look at him. “I want you to think of one thing, omega. This is happening because you denied your alpha.” 
The clock ticked in the background, timed with his words, your mouth dropping into a wail.
“This,” Tick. “Is,” Tick. “Happening,” Tick. “Because,” Tick. “Of,” Tick. “You,”
Like an odd hypnosis, you blinked as Steve pulled away. Wait. What is happening?
Whistles and howls filled the room, and it had you shivering in fear before you realised it. The scent in the room turned sickly sweet, dripping with arousal. Apart from Mace, Beck and Nick, all the men in the room were palming themselves, watching how your bare chest rose and fell with each breath.
They’re not here for a social visit.
Steve pulled down the fly to his black jeans, and your stomach twisted painfully. No. Hal and Ari joined him, the three of them taking out their hardening lengths.
It wasn't  real. It was just a bad dream. This was just a nightmare, right?
“Open up, omega. And I better not feel any teeth,” Steve guided his cock to your lips, smearing the head across them. His beta scent was as powerful as the alpha’s around him, making your head pound. It was far too real to be a dream.
“No,” You shook your head. No. No way. But with the way the ticking clock buzzed in your brain and touch starved sensory overload took over when Steve gripped your jaw and squeezed painfully, you started to lose your fight as your mouth opened.
Steve didn’t give you a chance for a snide comment before he pushed himself into your wet mouth, groaning under his breath at the feeling of your tongue gliding against him.
Betas typically weren’t as well endowed as alphas, but it seemed Steve was an exception with the way he filled your mouth to the brim. Your lips stretched painfully around him, and while you were tempted to bite, the repercussions scared you too much. 
While he began working himself in your mouth, Hal spat into your hand before resting his length into it. When you didn’t move to stroke him, he wrapped his hand over yours, directing you to move your hand up and down. His ridges and veins slid across your palm, and you couldn’t wrap your whole fist around him with how thick he was.
Ari gently raised your tired legs, spreading them open so he could look at your bare pussy. He let out a low whistle as he ran his fingers up and down your folds. You tried to shake your head, but you couldn’t with Steve holding you steady.
“That’s it, ‘mega. You’re crying, but you’re so wet,” Ari breathed out, testingly pressing a finger into your awaiting heat. He was right. Your body reacted to the attention it had denied for so long despite your want to escape.
“Jesus, just fuck her already,” Robert sniped, his impatience clear as Ari stretched you open, a second and third finger added to your core. 
“I’ll fuck her when I’m ready to fuck her,” Ari snapped back. The tension between the alpha’s made you feel even more uncomfortable.
Your distress was evident when you whimpered around Steve’s cock. Hal cooed to you, thrusting into your hand and gently brushing his fingers over your arm. “You’re alright. C’mon, that’s it, good girl. Good fucking girl.”
Ari prepped you, working you open with his fingers, but you hardly registered it as your head felt underwater, drowning in the mixed scents of all the men.
Going from touch starved to suddenly overwhelmed was a horrible, nauseating feeling that had you wanting to crawl to Nick and beg for him to make it stop. But when you managed to look at him, you were met with little help. Slouched in his chair, with the dogs by his side, sat Nick. Mace and Beck situated not far from him, all observing you. 
“Don’t look at him. Eyes on me, omega,” Steve commanded, tapping your cheek until you turned your attention back to him. His thrusts into your mouth were on the side of gentle, easing himself in and out without choking you. “Remember what I said. This is all because of you.”
The tears started streaming more heavily down your cheeks as Ari pressed the head of his cock between your folds. You tried to squirm your hips away, but he held you firm. “I have no intention of hurting you. If you stay still this will be easier.”
You didn’t listen, continuing to try to writhe away. What would James think if he saw this? He’d be horrified.
The scents of the three started getting headier, along with those still waiting their turn. You could cut the air with a knife, the atmosphere rigid and palpable.
You cried as Ari bottomed out, his cock stretching you. It wasn’t like the stretch of your alpha, and the mere fact that it wasn’t your alpha was enough to have your body clenching, your walls wanting to force him out. “Fuck. So fuckin’ tight,” Ari cursed under his breath, beginning languid movements that had you seeing stars.
Like a ragdoll, your body met the needs of the three alphas. Their moans filled the room while you wished for nothing more than to sink into oblivion.
“That’s it, good girl. Good little omega. Take it nice and deep. Feels good, doesn’t it? Yeah, yeah I know it does.”
You didn’t register the words of praise, but your attention snapped back to reality when you heard Nick speak.
“Stop praising her like she’s yours,” The prime alpha ground his teeth, jaw set tight.
Ari stopped his movements, stilling inside you while his length pulsed. “None of us want her. We know she’s yours. This is business.”
“I want my omega to smell like me. She smells like you,” Hal commented, keeping your hand moving while his eyes fluttered.
The response seemed to satisfy Nick, and they quickly resumed taking what they needed from you.
It wasn’t long before you could feel them getting close, their breaths heavier, sweat beading along their brows. But before their knots could swell, they all pulled away, leaving you flustered. What.. they weren’t going to finish? You were almost grateful. Perhaps that was it.
Beck came and gave you a once over before he nodded to the rest of the men, and another three stepped up. Lee, Chase and Charles approached, their cocks already red and leaking from watching you getting used by their friends and acquaintances.
It’s almost like a party, with the guests enjoying the food, drinks and the host's omega. In a way, you were no more than food on a platter, ready for the taking. Ready to be picked at by all the guests.
Lee was rough as he settled between your legs, taking the chance to grope at your flesh and feel every curve. “Cute lil’ thing. S’fucking soft too. I can see why she’s yours, Nick.”
You turned your head to look at your alpha, your free hand gripping the carpet to try and pull yourself closer to him. Maybe if you could get there, he’d end this. You managed to flip yourself onto your stomach, but all it did was give you carpet burn when you tried to drag yourself.
“Are we that scary that you’re trying to run?” Chase leant in close to the shell of your ear, playfully nipping at it. “Oh, I can be really frightening if you want.”
There was something else there. A supernatural sense that chilled you to the bone. You looked at him with wide eyes, but he merely looked smug with a quirk of his head. “Aren’t you curious to know what it is? Want to have a scare, little omega?”
“Stop it, Chase. Don’t fuck with her,” Mace interjected, cutting Chase off, who merely pouted in response.
“Fuck her, not fuck with her. Got it,” Chase gave a charismatic smile, leaning down to lick a stripe across your cheek before rubbing his cock over it, so his saliva smeared all over your skin. It was a sickly slimy feeling that made you want to throw up, not that your stomach had any contents at the moment.
He used the makeshift lube to easily slip between your swollen lips, pressing in hard and deep until he hit the back of your throat. You choked around him, but it provoked him to do it more.
Lee lifted you so you were on all fours, giving your ass a smack that left a red hand-shaped welt in its wake. Charles helped you steady yourself before taking your hand for his use. This time you got the message, beginning to stroke him while Lee started to thrust.
Maybe if you just played along, this would all be over quickly.
The strain on your body was paramount as Lee jolted you with each brutal snap of his hips, the fabric of his uniform scratching against your ass. His hands held on so tight to your hips that there would surely be bruises. “S’fucking good. Shit. I wanna try her mouth though.”
Chase pulled out of your mouth with a grunt, his length shining with your spit. You coughed, finally able to breathe properly, some of your saliva falling into the plush rug below. 
“Messy little thing,” Charles groaned, moving to your mouth along with Lee. “Think we’ll both fit?”
“No, but it’ll be amusing to see her tryin’,” Lee snickered before his and Charles’ cocks breached your mouth.
A frail scream left you from the stretch, your eyes scrunching closed from the intrusion. They didn't fit, but they fucked into your mouth regardless. When Lee pulled back, Charles thrusted forward, and when Charles pulled back, Lee pushed in. They worked in tandem, ignoring your broken pleads that were muffled by their dicks.
Chase wasted no time in burying himself to the hilt in you, his thrusts deep and rutted like an animal chasing a primal instinct. “God, fuck, so good. Can I bite her?”
“No,” Beck and Mace snapped in unison, arms crossed as they forced themselves to watch. 
Chase shrugged, the slaps of his hips getting louder as he started getting rougher. Your ass was burning from the impact, and your lips stretched and sore. Everything hurt. Emotionally and physically.
Every time you closed your eyes you saw flashes of James holding his hand out to you. Please. Please get me out of here. But he was no more than a ghost now. There was no one who could save you now.
“If you’re broken, you won’t know any better anymore.”
The picture of James began to warble, his face becoming obscured and replaced. Instead of your lover, it was your alpha. Nick. You needed him more than ever.
Your mind was becoming another for the world’s graveyard of broken souls. Discarded, crossed by everyone around them, unmet with mercy. But this meant you could let go. You would never move on, but you didn’t have to in order to be free. While you would never move from the loss and grief, you could let go. And perhaps that gave you a chance at a gilded freedom provided by your alpha.
Is it so bad to just want to be happy?
You were a bird with golden wings, feathers so bright it left others in awe, and song so sweet it had others listening intently. Your intentions were pure. All you ever wanted was to love and be loved, live a simple life and find some happiness. But that was rare in this world. Not many held the purity of joy that you did. And so, you’d become imprisoned. A bird fluttering, confined by the bars of your alpha.
Alphas had an incessant need to conquer, to clip the wings of those around them so they felt more powerful, even if they were the privileged ones in the first place. You never stood a chance.
For James, you’d waged a war you never could have vanquished. You’d done nothing more than bring a knife to a gunfight. And the lengths Nick Fowler would go to break you had you reaching a realisation.
Letting go of James meant that he was part of your history, not your destiny. And while that was painful, keeping his memory close was weighing you down like weights on your ankles, dragging you down to the watery depths where monsters lay in wait.
It was easy to hate Nick Fowler. To engrave the words ‘I hate you’ onto your heart. But to let go, to allow yourself to find whatever slither of happiness awaits you, you could not hate. It was simply too painful. A burden you could not bear. Not anymore.
The world was beginning to fracture at the sides, your mind hardening as the cracks started to form. You weren’t going to last like this. And that was okay.
“It’s okay. You’ll be okay. Let go, baby. Let go,” James’s voice rang in your head, and you howled louder than ever.
The dogs started barking and snarling at your distress, and Nick had to hold them back by their collars to stop them from trying to protect you.
Chase’s nails dug into your hips, Lee pulled at your hair, and Charles blocked your nose. The pain bloomed like a macabre rose for your mental funeral of James, and your eyes rolled back into your head as your arms gave way. Lee looped an arm under you to hold you up while they kept fucking your mouth, your spluttered breaths ignored. 
You didn’t see how Steve whispered to Nick or how the other alphas were entranced with how your body began to shake. The incessant barks fell on deaf ears before the dogs had to be ushered out of the room by Mace. They let out whines as they were denied saving you from shattering.
The way you viewed Nick began to rapidly change. The bitterness fled like animals fleeing a bushfire at pace. The past was the past, but your prime alpha was the future. Hormones took over, your hindbrain taking control. All that was left was an omega desperate for their alpha.
The convulsions didn’t stop as you began to run out of breath, Chase fucking you like a man unhinged until his knotted base started to swell and catch at the entrance to your cunt. Your body seized. You needed your alpha’s knot, not Chase’s.
Luckily, the alpha’s did what the men before had done, letting you go just before they reached their climax. Your body was dropped to the floor on your stomach with an ungraceful oof, vision hazy as you tried to lift yourself up. But you had no energy left, everything screaming to just get to your alpha.
“Alpha,” You whimpered, and when your eyes met Nick’s, he looked at you with veiled shock. You’d called for him. After all the fighting and pain, you were calling for him. “Alpha, please.”
“Not yet, omega. You’re almost done,” Steve intervened, not allowing Nick to speak for fear that he would give in now that you were breaking for him.
After Beck checked you over, his jaw set, Ransom, Robert and Lloyd descended upon you, and their gazes were by far the darkest. The aura that oozed off them was malice, and it had you shivering from your spot on the floor.
“Aw, sunshine. You’re shaking like a leaf,” Lloyd laughed, squatting before you, biting on the end of his sunglasses before he looped them through the front of his shirt. “I haven’t even touched you yet.”
“Please, I just want my alpha,” you cried, surprised you still had tears left after the amount you’d been sobbing.
“You’ll get him. But like Stevie said, you’ve got to make us happy first,” his fingers gripped your chin, tilting your head to examine you. 
“Dibs on fucking her mouth,” Ransom cut in, taking some food from the table onto a small plate. You watched him as he took two oysters and some salmon, confused as to why he was getting food as he neared you.
The others were helping themselves too. Although Lee and Hal turned their noses up at it, seemingly not keen on fancy food. They’re more homebodies, you guessed.
“I’ll take those pretty little hands,” Robert licked his lips, cock bobbing as it stood proud, released from his slacks.
You were lifted from your place on the ground, Lloyd sitting with his back to the couch seat and ass against the plush rug. He dragged you into his lap and directly against his hard cock, grinding himself against you.
“I don’t want this, please, stop,” you yowled, trying to wriggle away, but all it did was make Lloyd groan as he kept grinding against you.
“What you want doesn’t matter, sweets,” Robert sniggered, coming up close to whisper in your ear. “You’re at our mercy now.”
Despite having nothing left to lose, the fear was immobilising. You weren’t afraid of death, but living terrified you. The unrelenting pain it brought. The bleakness. All you had now was your alpha, the thing you craved most despite the circumstances. Wanting Nick Fowler was a horrifying feeling.
The three vultures that remained  between you and your alpha had you feeling like you were swimming, but when you tried to put your feet down on the sand, the water was far deeper than you thought, and there was nothing there to ground you.
Your brain felt like mush, a mess of emotion and need. Despite your protests, your pussy provided more than enough slickness for Lloyd to rub his cock between your folds before impatiently beginning to guide you down onto his cock. You cried out but couldn’t move with his grip on you, Ransom and Robert watching.
“Put those hands to use, c’mon, we don’t have all day,” Robert grabbed your wrists, a harsh grip that had your bones aching. There was no need for the use of force, but he seemed to find a sick thrill in the power of watching you in pain, just as Lloyd and Ransom did.
Lloyd pulled you down until you reached the scruffy hair at the base of his cock, using your body like a fleshlight up and down on his dick. Robert painfully clung to your wrists as he guided your wet palms over his rigid flesh, all while Ransom watched amusedly.
“You must be hungry, hm? I bet you’d love some salmon, ducky,” Ransom teased, eating the smoked salmon as he towered over you while your eyes fluttered from how Lloyd dragged his length along your walls.
You shook your head. You wanted none of it. You wanted to be in the arms of your alpha and nothing more. 
The stability of your mind was wavering, and you couldn’t even bring yourself to form words with the way everything hurt. Physically your body was fatigued and battered, and mentally you were a wilted rose, fragile petals torn.
“Hm. I don’t like being ignored, omega. Your alpha brought us here to teach you a lesson, one I intend to make sure you remember.” Ransom held up the fishy shells under your nose with nothing but oysters left on his plate.
You retched, stomach rolling in disgust from the salty sea smell coming from the slimy thing. You’d never had an oyster before, and you had no wish to try it now.
Ransom chuckled as Lloyd kept working you over his cock, with Robert using your hands to stroke himself.
For a moment, your eyes checked over the rest of the room's occupants. You searched for a reprieve, but no one was coming to your rescue. There was a gain in having you break like this, and you whined into the air as you tried to squirm towards your alpha but were held firm by Lloyd’s ring-covered fingers. “Uh-uh sunshine, no getting off my lap ‘til I’m done with you.”
“I want you fed before you take my cock, ducky. That way you don’t get nibbly on me. Who knows how far your hunger goes, isn’t that right?” He spoke to you like a child that’s being chastised, and it had a heat building in your cheeks. It was humiliating and had you spiralling further into the shell of an omega.
Ransom didn’t allow you to shy away. His fingers gripped your cheeks so your mouth opened in a forced pout. It took all your might to close your lips, refusing to let anything go into your mouth.
A strong arm looped around your neck, Lloyd’s bicep curling around your throat as he kept making you ride him. A strangled sound escaped you as the breath was knocked from your lungs, shock taking over.
Robert joined in, pulling your hair so your head tilted back into Lloyd’s tight hold. The world began spinning the more oxygen you lost, your lungs cut off from filling with air.
“P- Pl-“ You couldn’t get the words out, tingles all over your body with the way the world began to have a vignette at the edges.
Was this the final curtain call? Was the sick show finally coming to an end?
“Let her go, Lloyd,” Hal called, annoyance clear despite how his cock bobbed hard between his legs.
Mace and Beck stepped forward, ready to intervene, but Steve stopped them. “You want your friend to get the omega of his dreams? Then you need to let this happen.”
“They’re hurting her,” Mace snapped, and you reached out your free hand towards them despite the way your body was beginning to give way.
“A little pain is necessary. She will survive.”
Using your distracted state, Ransom opened your mouth and slid the raw oyster out of its shell and onto your tongue.
Your eyes went wide at the sudden movement. Before you could spit out the slimy food, Ransom clamped his hand over your mouth and nose. Your attempts to flail were fruitless, and the longer it lay in your mouth, the stronger the oyster’s taste became.
You cried against Ransom’s hand as you chewed, which was a mistake in itself, and swallowed the oyster.
“You’re not meant to chew it so much, silly ducky,” Ransom laughed heartily, amused at your disgust. “Here, let's try that again. Now, do as I say. Chew it twice, then swallow.”
Lloyd and Robert loosened their grips so you could breathe, and when Ransom moved his hand, you gulped in air greedily. “N-No. No more,” you begged to deaf ears.
The two alpha’s held you still as Ransom held the second oyster to your lips. You turned your head away despite the hold in the roots of your hair, but it was useless.
Ransom forced the second oyster into your mouth, and you wanted to throw up. You did as the alpha had told you. You gave two chews and swallowed. It was far less horrid, but still an experience that had you gagging when you were released.
Your clear distress had Lloyd’s cock twitching inside you, his breath hot against the back of your neck as he started fucking up into you again.
“You’d think I’d fed her a lemon. Stupid slut, I could buy an omega for the price of these,” Ransom sniped, throwing the plate aside.
“Watch it, Ransom,” Beck growled, Mace barely holding him back from approaching.
“What? She’s a stupid—”
“She isn’t yours to insult,” Beck spat, only backing down when Ransom raised his hands in concedement.
Like the others before them, the three alphas used you for their pleasure. Your brain started to check out, and dissociate, taking you to a better place.
But for some reason, every better place you could think of had Nick there. Your alpha. As long as his scent enveloped you, you were safe. It was a rapidly growing dependency.
When the alphas grabbed at you harshly, you wondered. Would Nick let you build a nest with his clothes? You didn’t want to be without him while he was busy.
If Ransom, Lloyd and Robert noticed you zoning out, they didn’t say anything. They just used you harder until their knots were beginning to swell.
Steve joined the scene, your eyes dazedly watching him as he helped the others lay you down on the rug. You turned your head to the side, the faintest waft of your alpha coming from the fabric. You rubbed your nose into it, a high whine coming from you.
“She’s fucked stupid,” Charles said, mostly in amazement at the scene of you nuzzling into the rug. There were a few laughs in response, words coming through one ear and out the other as you struggled to keep up with all the men surrounding you.
You couldn’t focus as they stood over you, your visuals overloaded. But when the first shooting string of warmth hit you, you realised what was happening. Your ears clued into the distinct groans of the alphas, but their salty-twinged scent covered your skin.
You gasped, wanting to escape it, but multiple hands held you down as more smells began mixing.
It was complete and utter sensory overload as the eight alphas (and one beta) stroked themselves until they came over you, their knots hot and heavy in their grips as sticky white covered you. You wailed, trying to get to your alpha.
It smelt wrong, like getting hit to the head with a sledgehammer as the scents covered you.
“Alpha! Help me! Make it stop, please,” you thrashed, and before long, the men were finished. You sobbed, completely drenched in their cum. 
Without realising it, your body began shaking, the touch starvation to complete overload from other scents sending you into a frenzy. The sobs that wracked through you were miserable, pathetic wails sounding as the anxiety hit you.
The men moved away to mingle, and your knight in shining armour arrived.
Nick’s face came into view, and you wailed with outstretched grabby hands.
He smiled at you. A genuine smile that had warmth flowing through your bond. He’d got what he wanted. You. Broken. And now his to put back together.
“Look at you, puppy. My beautiful girl,” he cooed to you, taking a soft towel Beck handed him to begin wiping away some of the cum from your skin.
“I can’t- I can’t- I can’t-“ Your teeth chattered as your heart raced in quick tandem. The panic was unrelenting, but your muscles were too spent to raise yourself and touch him.
Nick’s large palm cupped your cheek, and he leaned in close. His rings were cold against your hot flesh, which was a soothing feeling. “Tell me what you want. What you need, little pup.”
There was nothing left of you. The girl who was taken from her home was no more.
“Y-You. You. Alpha, help me, please. I can’t- Oh god- I can’t d-do this,” you cried between hiccuped sniffles, and Nick nuzzled his nose against yours.
“See? All you had to do was ask,” Nick gently jabbed, and the normal you would have snapped back. But you weren’t the same person anymore, not after what he’d put you through.
Without acknowledging the guests, Nick cleaned you up the best he could with the towel before he scooped you up bridal style. He began carrying you towards the bedroom, and it had some relief coming to your cluttered mind.
You wanted to be as far away from the other alphas as possible. The whole way up, Nick spoke to you like a new pet. “Such a pretty pup, aren’t you? My pretty pup. I can’t wait to give my sweet puppy a shower. Silly little thing, getting all dirty.”
He carried you to the bathroom and placed you on the cold tiled floor to prepare the shower.
But when he moved away from you, your brain just couldn’t handle it. He was too far, even though he was only a few steps away. “Alpha,” you whined, and Nick turned to look at your beady eyes staring up at you. 
“Say it again,” he rasped, fingers twitching at his sides.
“Alpha. Don’t leave me, please.”
“I’m not leaving you, pup. I’m trying to get the shower ready,” Nick smirked, the enjoyment of your attachment evident. He moved to pick you up, and this time he put you on his hip as he began running the water and getting all the things he’d need. 
“You’re a needy pup, aren’t you?” Nick said, but it wasn’t an insult. It was clear he was revelling in it. He manoeuvred you around while he undressed, and for the first time, you moved to touch him first.
You dragged your nose over his neck, inhaling his scent that had your heart fluttering and pussy clenching. Your fingers ran over his inked skin, feeling each chiselled muscle within reach. From biceps to abs, you felt all of it. This was.. yours? Could you call Nick yours?
The warm water hit your back as Nick walked you under the stream, both of you sighing in relief. It had been a long day.
“Are you going to get other omegas?” It wasn’t unheard of, alphas making a little harem for themselves. 
You felt the flash of anger through the bond, and Nick growled in offence. “No. I only want you, omega.”
“Why?” You couldn’t help yourself but ask. What made you so special? A small-town girl in a prime alpha’s world.
“Later you can ask all the questions you want. But for now, let me make you feel good,” Nick let your back rest against the shower wall, wrapping your legs around his waist so you were sandwiched.
The warm water covered you both, and your eyes fluttered closed. Nick took the body wash, using his hands to cover you in the suds. The distressing smell of the other men started to dissipate with each swipe of his hands, the scent replaced with something neutral before the strong smell of your alpha wafted over the top.
Nick rubbed the scent gland on his wrist across your body, allowing you to relax while his aura took over. It calmed you completely, your body going lax the more he touched you.
This was all you wanted now.
You shuddered when his fingers grazed your nipples, the nubs hardening the more he ran his fingers over them. He drew languid circles with his fingers around your areolas, the teasing causing you to whine, but you made no move to stop him. It felt too good.
Even if it tried, the water couldn’t wash away the slick forming between your folds. Your eyes fluttered open, and you gasped at the sight you were met with.
Dark, lustful eyes met yours, and you felt swallowed whole by the way Nick looked at you. “You want me to touch you, don’t you?” He whispered, and you nodded.
Nick licked your cheek as his hands travelled lower, resting on your stomach. “Here?”
You whined and wriggled your hips, feeling his hardening length pulse against your ass.
“Use your words, omega,” Nick’s fingers tickled your tummy, and you laughed. When was the last time you’d laughed?
“Lower,” you breathed out, still squirming for contact.
“Hm, how about here?” Nick’s fingers moved lower until they sat at the top of your cunt, teasing your mound.
You gripped his shoulders, shaking your head. “Lower, alpha, please.”
“That’s my girl,” Nick purred before his fingers dipped between your folds.
Your body became ignited the moment he breezed over your clit, your cunt throbbing for any contact. “Oh, oh,” you moaned. “Please, alpha, right there.”
“Right here? Well, since you used your manners and asked so nicely,” Nick rolled your clit between his fingers, causing you to howl in surprise as the pleasure shot through your entire body.
After being starved and tortured, this was heaven.
He didn’t stop, beginning to rub your clit as he ground his cock against you, his other hand palming at your soft mounds. The sounds pulled from you were obscene as your body was, for once, manipulated for your pleasure.
The heat in your core started to grow rapidly, and the connection in your bond meant that you were feeding off each other’s arousal, only heightening the experience. Just as he could feel you, you could feel the burning fire coming from Nick. It had goosebumps rising on your skin and your hair standing on end.
“That’s it, puppy. Let your alpha take care of you.” Nick’s words were entirely possessive, and it only further ingrained his hold over you. Your alpha. He saved you from the bad men. Right? He took you away. And now he’s taking care of you. That’s not so bad, right? 
Your sounds started to hit a higher pitch as Nick increased his pace, leaning forward to lick and nip at your neck as his fingers didn’t stop toying with your clit. “Does that feel good? Having your alpha play with your puppy pussy?”
It all started to become too much, your body buzzing with the electrical currents of pleasure. Your legs began to tense around Nick’s hips as your core tightened. “Alpha, I’m– I’m going to–”
“That’s it, pup. Come for your alpha. Give me everything,” Nick snarled into your ear, and his voice's lewd harshness had you reaching your peak.
You came with a yowl, body shuddering as the waves of pleasure washed over you. Your fingers gripped Nick’s shoulders so tightly that your nails dug into his skin, leaving crescents in his mix of black ink and pale flesh.
“Good girl, gushing against my cock. I didn’t even have to finger you,” Nick smiled, and the old you would have been cocky about how his fingers would never have been enough for you. But now, all you could do was give a small smile in return. Your alpha was cocky, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.
Nick leaned forward to ghost his lips over the shell of your ear as he positioned himself against your clenching hole, and you could tell he was smiling in the way he spoke. “Are you ready for your treat, puppy?” 
Nick pushed his hips up without warning, burying his cock deep into your awaiting heat. You choked out a moan at the sudden feeling of fullness. Having Nick stretching you out around his length felt right. A cosy feeling of home made you feel safe and loved. Like the best nest you could ever build.
“A perfect fit, just for me,” Nick grunted as he held you tight so he could thrust up, massaging your walls with each groove and vein along his dick. 
You closed your eyes, allowing your head to fall forward into the crook of Nick’s neck. He rolled his hips in slow, languid movements that had you constantly whining. The air felt thick enough to cut with a knife, but you didn’t need air when you had your alpha. 
The movement of your bodies together was slow and passionate. Nick’s hands gently pulled your head back, so your forehead rested against his. You could feel the heat of his breath against your lips, and it had you leaning in closer until your lips met.
Both of you were drenched from the shower’s spray, making it easy to slide your lips together as Nick cupped your cheeks. He deepened the kiss, his hips grinding deep and hard as you bounced against the wall.
Nick bit your bottom lip, allowing blood to pool between you before he sucked it away, a hum mixing in with his groans. He didn’t break away from the kiss. Instead, he slid his tongue into your mouth, swirling it against yours and fucking your mouth with it. 
The action was vulgar, but it had your walls fluttering around Nick’s cock regardless. Nick’s pace started to quicken, and he had to pull away to let out a loud, whimpered moan. “So fucking good.”
His thrusts began to increase in rhythm, and Nick grabbed your hips to fuck harder into you. He tilted his head to the side so you could return to your spot on his neck as you clung to him. The pleasure was beyond intense, and it felt like there was nothing else in the world but you two. 
“Bite me,” Nick hissed, and you pulled back in shock. “You heard me. Bite me, omega. Right fucking now.”
Lost in the lust and the way it made your brain haze, your brows furrowed. Surely he didn’t mean his mating spot. You went to bite his shoulder, away from his mating gland, but Nick harshly slapped your ass in response, earning a squeak from you. “Don’t make me ask again, omega. Bite me.” 
Nervousness flittered between the arousal. It was common for omegas to bite their alphas. But there was nothing common about this companionship. If you bit Nick, it would only strengthen the bond you two share. The old you would want anything but making the bond stronger. But now, the idea of it was endearing.
Nick thrust upwards sharply, his cock brushing against your g-spot. You moaned before you let your hindbrain take over and lowered your teeth to Nick’s mating gland. Heart racing, you bit down.
“Fuck, yes, yes, that’s it omega. You’re doing so fucking good,” Nick howled, throwing his head back as he clung to you, his hips not faltering for a moment. His balls slapped against your ass, his demeanour growing more feral as the metallic taste of his ichor twanged against your tongue. 
You held your jaw firm, letting the bite take hold as the coils in your core began tightening again. The wash of arousal in the bond grew tenfold, the connection strengthening as the bite set. Just as he had bonded you, you had bonded Nick. There was no turning back now.
If there wasn’t water washing you clean, you’d both have been covered in a sheen of sweat as every nerve felt as if it was on fire. “M’c-close, fuck, you feel too good.” Nick’s thrusts began desperate and reckless, setting a merciless rhythm that had heat pooling in your lower back and blooming across the rest of your body.
“Alpha, oh, a-alpha,” you managed to get out as you pulled away, your back arching. You bit your lower lip, trying to hold back your sounds.
“Let me hear you, need to hear you,” Nick gripped your chin, your face millimetres away as his knot began to swell.
Abandoning any semblance of reservation, you let the moans run free. The more his knot started to catch at your entrance, the closer you got to your orgasm. Neither of you could speak as your stuttered groans mixed together. 
Nick held your gaze as his knot finally stuck, his dilated pupils baring his soul as you felt the first shoot of his cum inside you. He reached between you, swirling his finger around your clit until you came with a wail.
The way you clenched around him milked his cock, his seed filling your plugged pussy. “Take it all, omega. My omega.” 
“Yours,” you sighed, letting your body go lax against Nick. 
He held you up for a few minutes, neither of you speaking as you enjoyed the moment of peace.
Peace. That’s what this was. No fighting. No running. No pain. Just.. quiet. 
All you could hear was your panting breaths and the steady stream of water. It was as if you stood upon a bridge, looking down at the river's stream below. The wind whipped in your hair, and you sat upon the railing that stopped people from falling. Did you want to fall? You could admire the view as you flew like a bird to the rocks awaiting below. Perhaps it would be like the movies where it all happened in slow motion, or maybe it would be a fast plummet that quickly brought upon the darkness. You swung your feet, staring down at the water. James was down there. He was waiting.
“Let's get you dry before you get a chill,” a soft voice called to you, and you looked over your shoulder to see Nick behind you. You turned back to the ground kilometres below. But James was down there. “C’mon, I can’t have you getting sick.”
A towel wrapped around your shoulders, enveloping you in a warmth that had you moving away from the bannister.
You blinked, back in reality. Nick placed you on the counter, drying you with care. “There she is. Where’d you go?”
“Nowhere,” you lied, letting Nick take care of you and himself.
“You’re a bad liar, omega,” Nick quipped, but he didn’t push you on it. He seemed content enough to have you yearning for him. 
Nick carried you to the bedroom on his hip when he'd finished, where Mace and Beck were waiting with the dogs sitting at their feet. “The guests have left?” Nick asked, to which Mace nodded. “Good. Make sure to pay each of them accordingly.”
Apollo came up and sniffed at your hanging feet, tickling your toes when he licked at you. You giggled, and it had the dogs ears perking up. 
“Go on, you can pet him.” Nick lowered you so you could kneel on the floor and give Apollo some pats. Hermes and Icarus quickly joined, all revelling in the attention from you.
“I’ve never seen them so affectionate,” Beck commented, a smile on his lips. 
It was an uncharacteristically nice moment as you played with the dogs. You were distracted with the pets as Nick, Mace, and Beck set up the room. A teapot of earl grey tea was placed on the nightstand, and a tray of fruits and sandwiches was on the bed.
“Puppy, we’re going to have a high tea. I need to make sure we get some food in you,” Nick picked you back up, taking you away from the dogs and into the plushness of his bed. The covers rustled as Nick lay you down. Before joining you, he lifted the duvet and sheets so you could sit under them. He propped his back up against the pillows and pulled you close against his side. 
Mace and Beck left, taking the dogs with them after they knew you were alright. Nick held a chicken sandwich to your mouth, and you allowed him to feed you. As he did, you couldn’t stop staring at the clock piece on his hand.
“Why two am?” You asked, eyeing the time on his tattoo.
Nick stiffened and froze for a moment. You’d stuck a nerve. It was evident in the way his eyes seemed glossier than usual.
“It’s not a pretty story, puppy.”
“It never is. Doesn’t mean it shouldn’t be told.”
Nick let out a sigh, picking at the sandwich as he kept giving you small bites. He pulled you against his chest so you couldn’t see his expression. “I failed to save my mother and sister at two am.”
“From who?” You asked, shocked at the admittance of such a loss.
“My father,” Nick gritted out, and he held you so tight, it felt as if your bones would break.
The answer confused you. Nick was acting kindly towards you now and obviously cared about the women in his family. “But then... Why do the work you do? If you lost your family to violence?”
Nick stayed silent for a moment, contemplating his thoughts before he spoke. “Because the world is cruel and hopeless. It’s no more than a chorus of dead souls looking for meaning. When people speak to you, they don’t look at you. They look through you. There’s no connection. There’s no saviour. It’s an unrelenting emptiness you’re forced to find a fill for. And this business fills that gap for me. I’m a slave to no one. I’m selfish. I make all the money I need. And it brought me to you, my omega,” he pressed a kiss to the top of your head, and for a moment, you could swear you felt a tear drip into your hair. “Life is nothing more than sex and violence and a mix of resonance and quiet. But you bring me song, omega. A soft melody that warms my heart. The ends justify the means.”
“Why me?”
“My mother would have loved you. She always loved the smell of roses; you have that beautiful scent. She’d tend to our garden every day. It’s as if you sprouted from my memory of her. I knew from the moment I scented you that I had to have you. You make me happy.”
Nick pressed another kiss to your head before he returned to feeding you. You didn’t question him further. The one enquiry had unearthed enough. And you were tired. So tired.
It was hard to keep your eyes open, and Nick noticed with a soft chuckle. “It’s okay, omega. Sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
He helped you lie down, pulling the covers up so you were snuggled tight. Nick spooned you, letting his lips rest against your shoulder.
You wondered if you’d dream. Perhaps you would dream of the sweet reprieve of death, something you’d thought about many times since you’d come to Nick Fowler's domain.
But as you thought about it, the idealism of perishing no longer seemed captivating. 
You wanted to wake up to your alpha, and continue to live with him. Live for him. For he was all you needed in this sick world.
Because Nick Fowler had broken you. He had won. And now he held your future in the palm of his hand.
Right as you drifted to a state of rest, Nick snuggled in close, pressing a kiss to your hair. “Fight me again, omega, and the consequences will be worse than your most horrifying nightmare. You’re mine. There’s no escaping that now. Sleep knowing your world is mine.”
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here is the masterlist for the seven writing event.
all submissions will be linked below.
a huge thank you to everyone who has gotten or plans to get involved with this little event. i’m having a great time working on my own posts and even more, am looking forward to continuing reading and going through all of yours. so thank you, thank you, thank you! 🩵
if you’ve posted your work already and don’t see your submission(s) here, please message me.
to the lovely readers: if you enjoy any of the work listed below, please take the time to leave a comment on them and reblog the posts. it really helps with engagement and can be very motivating, and just so meaningful, to the authors and creators. we all appreciate you so much for diving into our little fantasy worlds with us and interacting with what we share in this community. thank you. 🖤
deadline for submitting: november 14, 2023
last updated: november 17, 2023
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Envy
If I Can’t Have Everything, Then Let Me Just Have You - (andy barber x reader) - @writing-for-marvel
Don’t Blame Me - (bucky barnes x reader) - @buckets-and-trees
Greed
for the hope of it all - (lee bodecker x curvy!reader) - @nickfowlerrr
a bird in a cage - (dark!august walker x reader) - @witchywithwhiskey
Kindness
Weight of My Love - (wanda maximoff x reader) - @moonfaeriebunny
Lust
everything I want… - (bucky barnes x plus size!reader) - @thornsnvultures
All Good Girls Go To Heaven - (mafia!bucky barnes x OC) - @sebstan2020
idle hands are the devil’s playthings - (demon!steve kemp x reader) - @filthycagedsoul
Patience
Please Say, Please - (bucky barnes x reader) - @angelltheninth
Pride
Let All Light Go - (dark!alpha steve rogers x omega!reader and alpha!bucky barnes x omega!reader) - @buckets-and-trees
pride - (lee bodecker x wife!reader) - @thornsnvultures
Pride Goeth Before The Fall - (royal!au nick fowler x reader) - @tumblin-theworldaway
Wrath
Starring Role - (dark!natasha romanoff x reader) - @moonfaeriebunny
Welcome Home, Daddy - (winter soldier/bucky x pregnant!reader) - @winterarmyy
When You Fall on Me Like Night - (alpha!bucky x omega!reader and dark alpha!steve rogers x omega!reader) - @buckets-and-trees
Moodboards
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Envy
bucky barnes moodboard - @nickfowlerrr
Greed
lee bodecker and max burnett - /nickfowlerrr
Pride
lloyd hansen moodboard - /nickfowlerrr
Wrath
andy barber and nick fowler - /nickfowlerrr
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boxofbonesfic · 2 years
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🎃Happy October everyone! 🎃 I am so pleased to be participating in Kinktober this year! Of course I had to put my own spin on it, so without further ado, let me tell you what you have to look forward to this smutty, spooky season! 
Every week during the month of October, I will release three kinktober themed ficlets, no more than 2k words each! I have already created a handy little guide for what (and who) to expect this year! It’s a healthy mix of all the things I love, a little horror, a little dark, a little soft!dark—all the things I’m sure you guys have come to expect from me. Right now, all of the options are crossed out because they aren’t posted yet! As I post them, I will add links to this masterlist, and un-cross the list items as I go! Please remember to mind the warnings and tags, and please, enjoy yourselves! 
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𝒮𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹𝓊𝓁𝑒:
Week 1: 
Reflection (Ari Levinson x Reader)
Cut (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Exhibit (Lloyd Hansen x Reader)
Week 2:
Bound (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Size (Thor Odinson x Reader)
Edge (Ransom Drysdale x Reader)
Week 3:
Alpha (Lloyd Hansen x Reader)
Aftercare (Steve Rogers x Reader)
Switched (Andy Barber x Reader, Dennis Baker x Reader)
Week 4:
Taste (Steve Kemp x Reader)
Praise: (Lee Bodecker x Reader)
Beg (Curtis Everett x Reader)
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abbatoirablaze · 2 years
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SDAU-Grumpy Grizzly, Sweetness
Word Count:  1k
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“Good morning, desk buddy…” she said happily from her spot at the desk.  Lee gave a half nod to the little desk receptionist from work as he sat himself beside her in the class they shared.  She gave him a wide smile as she pushed the treats towards him, “I-I got your coffee today and a honey glazed donut…just like you like, from that café off campus…that’s the one you like, right?  I-I could have swore you said you liked that one the best, so I stopped there before class.”
Lee gave a little grumble as he looked around to the mostly tired eyes of the class.  He had been exhausted from the prior weekend’s activities and even while it was a Wednesday, he still hadn’t fully managed to recover.  It was still early into the semester, only being the second week of classes, and yet, he felt as though it had already managed to drag on into an eternity.  She seemed to be the only one that really gave a damn about learning the material, let alone being in the room and it made Lee look at her, “Anyone ever tell you that you’re too chipper for a 7 AM class, sweetness?”
She blushed and looked away from the alpha, unable to maintain eye contact with the man that she’d had a crush on since she started at the police station.  She frowned when he seemed oblivious to her attempts to get him to notice her, “I-I’m sorry Officer Bodecker.  I just try to live every day the best that I can.  And I mean…I figure that there’s no wrong way to be enthusiastic for the day, right?  That’s what my mother always said.”
Lee sighed, feeling the familiar tightness in his abdomen when the twenty-year-old called him by his title.  He’d had a crush on the little omega koala since the day she showed up in the station, and she was always all too chipper and nice especially to him.  She was always a firm reminder of the differences in their approaches to life; a stark contrast from his normal personality.  He picked up the coffee cup, inhaling the coffee for a moment before addressing her, “Sweetness, when we aren’t at the station, call me Lee…remember?”
She nodded, bowing her head in submission, “I-I’m sorry Lee…it’s a force of habit…I-I’m sorry, sir…I just, sometimes, I-“
“Calm down sweetness,” Lee replied shortly, taking a sip of his coffee.  He watched with a vested interest as the little omega koala was stuttering up a storm, apologizing to him.  But his attention was pulled away after the liquid gold ran down his throat.  He closed his eyes and gave a satisfied sigh when he recognized the coffee to be made just the way he liked, “God that’s a good coffee.”
“Did I get it right, alpha?”
“Did perfect, sweetness,” he praised, his stomach feeling light and his head airy as she called him by his designation.  His inner alpha roared at how she was attending to him, but he pushed it down with his more logical side.  She was always kind to him, just like she was with the other officers.  He gave her a small, tight-lipped smile, “good job, omega.”  
The little koala shifter gave a happy chirp which caught the grizzly’s attention.  It was something that his bear couldn’t ignore.  He swallowed and looked at her, holding out hope that it was anything more than an instinct.  She blushed and looked away from him, “I-I’m sorry sir.  I didn’t mean t-I…I’m sorry.”
Lee felt the familiar yearning in the pit of his stomach as he forced himself to look away from the scentless omega.  Her simple chirp had been something that made his bear want to lean over and scent her, but he knew better.  He bit his lip instead as he opened the bag and focused his attention on the donut inside.  She’d gotten his favorite kind as well.  Honey glazed.  He rumbled and she chirped again. 
“Stop apologizing, omega…”
“Yes alpha,” she whimpered.  Her pliancy and obedience sent a pulse straight to Lee’s cock as his teeth sunk into the confection.  He lost focus and his eyes shifted to hers out of his peripherals.  She watched him, but he didn’t pull the dough apart.  She began apologizing again, and it was Lee who felt the blush rising to his cheeks.  She looked away from him once more, her eyes turning to the ground, “I-I’m sorry sir.  I’ll-I’ll stop talking.  I’m so sorry, alpha.”
“Good morning class!” the lieutenant said, coming into the room, “who remembers what we were talking about last week and on Monday?”
Lee watched as Sweetness quickly tried to end the awkward encounter between them as she raised her hand, “Scent profiling, Lieutenant Daniels.  And the importance of scent profiling within a crime scene!”
“Correct!” he agreed, turning back to the blackboard.  Lee watched Sweetness with a mix of confusion and surprise as the professor talked about the importance of police officers and anyone involved in the cases using their scent blockers to ensure that they weren’t accidentally contaminating a crime scene. 
His mind was focused on the fact that she’d chirped at his compliments and whimpered around him.  All signs to a bear that she was interested.  He knew that it couldn’t have been accidental on her part, as she was part of the bear family as well.  Part of him wanted to scent her, to see if he could smell her arousal.  But he knew that she was practically religious about taking the scent blockers.  She’d taken her job very seriously, even while never working an actual scene.  He couldn’t recall ever being able to scent her.
He groaned to himself, getting too caught up in what he wanted to do to the sweet little thing that always seemed to give him attention and his favorite snacks.   Lee was far too used to ‘seeing’ these signs when he’d approached other women, only to be wrong later down the road when he acted on them.  He watched her for a few minutes as she seemed oblivious to his stare as she paid attention to the lecture. 
Sweetness wasn’t interested in him.
She couldn’t be. 
Could she?
Tag list:  @lohnes16, @bxnnywriting, @krissy25, @Stockholmdolly, @snowwhitevsalice
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sergeantangel · 1 year
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*=18+. ^ = HCs/Replies/Blurbs/Non Fics. Other Lists
Ghost
* Muse - Copia - @xcatnapsx
* Drabble - Dewdrop/Fire Ghoul - @papasbaseball
* Copia & Terzo + Secondo - @the-cardinale
Writing Sessions #1 - Copia - @onedaughterofman
^ Art - Ghouls & Papas - @tasty-ribz
If You Had Life Eternal + Make Up + Cuddles With Papa - Copia - @leezlelatch
TCAC Chapter 8 - Copia - @copias-girl
^ Art - Copia - @batcadillac
^ Text Post + Art - @nocturnal-birb + tasty-ribz
Prove It - Terzo - @lady-jane3
Share A Light - Secondo - @sweatandwoe
Where Jealousy Thrives, Morals Die - Dewdrop Ghoul - @dexthtoyounglings
Reason to Stay in Bed - Copia - @callmelittlemephistopheles
Marvel
* Greedy + * Ravenous - Bucky Barnes - @navybrat817
Chubby!Librarian!Bucky + * Biker!Bucky - * Need You Now - Alpha!Bucky - @angrythingstarlight
* Push - Steve Rogers - @heli0s-writes
* Baby Fever - Bucky Barnes - @jurassicbarnes
* That Walk - Bucky Barnes - @bucky-barnes-diaries
* Never Too Soon - Frank Castle - @itwasthereaminuteago
* Rough Night - Matt Murdock - @amhrosina
Other
* Punishment - Aaron Hotchner - @little-diable
It Will Come Back - Lee Bodecker - @slyyywriting
Tell Me, Love Is Endless - Mary Goore - @brighteyedbushybrowed
* Counterstrike - Boxer!Din - @djarinsbeskar + ^ Art - @literallydontlook
Dream A Little Dream Of Me - Tristan Thorn - @munsonownsmyass
Enjoy
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navybrat817 · 5 months
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October Reading List
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Hey, lovelies! Here are the fics I've had the pleasure of reading and reblogging throughout the month of October. Please show these writers some love and heed the warnings for each fic. Remember, you are responsible for your own media consumption. Banner by yours truly and divider by the talented @saradika .
Love, thanks, and happy reading!
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Marvel Characters
Bucky Barnes
Feelin' Gourd by @jobean12-blog
Never Saw You Comin' by @nickfowlerrr
Healing Hands by @rookthorne
Mile High Club by @writing-for-marvel
Off Day by @theeleggymeggy
Hold Me Down by @flordeamatista
Blood Sweat and Tears by @treatbuckywkisses
Protective Biker!Bucky by @pellucid-constellations
Insomnia by @intrepidacious
Chain Around My Neck by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky
Storm by @bucky-barnes-diaries
Biker!Bucky Headcanon by @sinner-as-saint
Smitten by @buckylattes
Give Up Part 1 and Part 2 by @fineanddandy
New Perspective by @honeybloomss
Behave by @becca-e-barnes
Steve Rogers
Haunted by @targaryenvampireslayer
Let's Get Physical by @mrsmischief209
Darkness Between the Stars by @biteofcherry
You Are in Love by @scrumptious-delusion
Baby Girl by @wint3r-h3art
Drain You by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor
Morning Light by @drabblewithfrannybarnes
Interrupted by @ciarawritesmarvel
Steve Rogers as a Husband @neonovember
What You Can Do For Your Country by @krirebr
I Made Your Favorite by @heli0s-writes
The Cinema Experience by @myfictionaldreams
Learn My Lesson by @cockslutpadalecki
Breathe Me by @fushic0re
An Olive Branch by @real-jane
Stucky
Letters to the Moon by @violentdelightsandviolentends
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Chris Evans Characters
Andy Barber
Your Age is Showing by @worksby-d
Rosebud by @kthynes
Second Shot by @/drabblewithfrannybarnes
Ari Levinson
Beauty Wrought of Rapture and Desire by @the-iceni-bitch
The Domestic Life @imyourbratzdoll
Of Service by @stargazingfangirl18
The New Romantics - Part 1 by @slvttyfied
Curtis Everett
Lots of Candles by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork
Can I Try Something? by @luxeavenger
Lloyd Hansen
Trucker!Lloyd by @oh-my-damn
Alpha by @boxofbonesfic
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Sebastian Stan Characters
Lee Bodecker
It Will Come Back by @slyyywriting
Lights Out by @vellicore
No Way Out by @shadeysprings
Captivity by @wheezy-stucky
Devil Devil by @sgt-seabass
Snuggle Time by @holylulusworld
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holylulusworld · 1 month
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Traders of love (lust) masterlist
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Summary: Our dear readers are in trouble. They sell the only thing they have left. Their body and dignity.
Pairing: Different (multi-fandom) characters x fem!Reader (different reader in every story)
Warnings: angst, kinda prostitution in some chapters, dub-con, extortion, voyeurism, roleplay, smut, virginity kink, pregnancy kink, daddy kink, sir kink, size kink, all the kinks, a/b/o, loss of virginity, sex for money, blindfolding, a lil bit of feelings, pregnant reader, single mom reader, age gap, DBF trope, BFF trope
A/N: This is not a regularly updated series. It’s rather a collection of smutty one-shots, with a different character and a different reader in every story. The stories play mostly in the same universe. Some (side-)characters may reappear in different chapters.
A/N2: Please head the warnings for all chapters. Some kinks are not for everyone. Stories will drop in random order.
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Like a virgin (DBF!Bucky Barnes x Virgin!Reader) - Kink: Virginity kink
Two for one (August Walker x Pregnant!Reader) – Kink: Pregnancy kink
I’m your daddy now (1) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader) - Kink: Daddy kink
I’m your daddy now (2) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader) - Kink: Daddy kink
Under protection ((Jack) Reacher x Witness!Reader) - Kink: Strength kink
Follow the law ( Andy Barber x Criminal!Reader) - Kink: Dom/sub
Best trade ever (Boss!Steve Rogers x Assistant!Reader) - Kink: Boss kink
Every move you make (Jake Jensen x Client!Reader) - Kink: Stalking kink
Damage done (Mobster!Dean Winchester x fem!Reader) - Kink: Spanking
Skyscraper (Sam Winchester x BBF!Reader) - Kink: Size kink
Instinct (Alpha!Walter Marshall x Omega!Reader) - Kink: a/b/o
Make you sweat (Lance Tucker x Gymnast!Reader) - Kink: Degrading
Lawbreaker (Lee Bodecker x Sassy!Reader) - Kink: Uniform kink
Swaying (Mobster!Ari Levinson x Dance teacher!Reader) - Kink: TBA
Chocolate and roses - (Mobster!Sam Wilson x Chocolatier!Reader) - Kink: Food play
More to be added
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sunshinebuckybarnes · 6 months
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It's spooky szn bitches 🖤✨ but first here's my list of everything I read in September!
As always, please give these gorgeous writers all the love they deserve by reblogging their work. The majority of these stories contain 18+ content, please check all warnings, you are responsible for your own media consumption.
Happy reading ✨
Eddie Munson ✨
Much ado about books by @jobean12-blog
Eddie Munson x reader (Bookshop AU)
Runaways by @mypoisonedvine
eddie munson x reader
Diving deep / sinking beneath / further under by @sexyprise
Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!Reader
Bucky Barnes ✨
Be mine by @flordeamatista
dilf!bucky barnes x reader
Better than before by @angrythingstarlight
Roommate!Bucky x Reader
Starry starry night by @jobean12-blog
Bucky Barnes x reader
Crybaby by @syntheticavenger
Dad’s Best Friend CEO Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Ari Levinson ✨
To have and to fuck by @sweeterthanthis
Ari Levinson x Female Reader
Curtis Everett ✨
Bruised and broken by @dreamlessinparis
Dark!Curtis x F!Reader
Branded by @stargazingfangirl18
Curtis Everett x Fem!Reader
Thor Odinson ✨
Don't go down to the woods tonight by @targaryenvampireslayer
Demon!Thor Odinson x female reader
Steve Rogers ✨
Marked by @syntheticavenger
Dark! Alpha Steve Rogers x Female Reader
All is fair by @sunflowersoldat
Mob!Steve x Assassin!Stark!reader
Love like a scar by @targaryenvampireslayer
Dark!WS Steve Rogers x female reader
His inheritance by @jtargaryen18
Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader
Joel Miller ✨
A sweeter place by @flordeamatista
neighbor!joel miller x reader
When we let go by @jobean12-blog
Joel Miller x reader
Lee Bodecker ✨
Layin' down the law by @lunarbuck
Lee Bodecker x f!reader
Aim, set, fire by @dreamlessinparis
Dark!Lee x F!Reader
Andy Barber ✨
The devil's masquerade by @jobean12-blog
Andy Barber x reader (Mafia/Vampire/Soft!Darkish AU)
Sam Wilson ✨
Touch me by @galatially
Sam Wilson x black!reader
Multiple characters ✨
The dinner guest by @labella420
Nomad!Steve Rogers x F!Reader x Lloyd Hansen x F!Reader
The fuckboy committee by @kinanabinks
Fuckboy!Stucky x Reader
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stuckysbike · 1 year
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Howl 6
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A/n: please forgive me it’s been a long long time since I’ve written anything, much less posted. All mistakes are my own. 
Final Chapter! Thanks for those who stuck with me.   Werewolf AU Werewolf!Bucky x Werewolf!Reader Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader (for now). Warnings: werewolf Bucky, werewolf Steve, werewolf Nat, dark themes. Mature, 18+. Exes to lovers. This chapter contains smut, P in V, cumplay, blood and a special guest star who I have a soft spot for... (If I’ve missed anything please let me know!)
Bucky was lying in bed, the lamp casting a low glow over the room. He was propped up against a pile of pillows, a book in his lap.
 He looked good, with no shirt on and a knee bent out from beneath the blankets.
 “We need to talk,” you said folding your arms over your chest and leaning on the wall. You tried to appear casual but inside you were anything but.
 “Now isn’t a good time,” Bucky sighed.
 “Yeah, when is? Because we’ve been avoiding this for months and-“
 “It’s three in the morning,” Bucky huffed tiredly.
 You nodded and pursed your lips. “Well you keep avoiding me but we need to talk,” you repeated stubbornly.
 “Look doll, go to bed and we’ll get time to talk during the week yeah?” Bucky flicked his eyes down to his book clearly dismissing you.
 You stared for a few heartbeats, but you were sick of this hot and cold, one minute Bucky was there for you, supportive and strong and the next he was icing you out. And the jealousy, possessive one moment and passive the next, you were starting to fray, and a symptom of that was your body.
 “I’m coming into heat. Early; brought on, I suspect, by living here, by not knowing where I stand,” you said as the unusual feeling tingled in your tummy. You’d only had one heat before, when Jamie was conceived. An unmated Omega didn’t tend to catch them.
 Bucky’s eyes were locked on you now, and you watched his tongue make a path along his bottom lip. You wanted nothing more than to crawl into his bed, nest and let him take care of you, but that fantasy was slipping through your fingers like sand.
 When he didn’t speak you sighed. “I’ll need to uh- make alternative arrangements to staying here.”
 Bucky snorted, his shoulders tensed, but still he didn’t speak.
 “I’ve got a few days before it really starts, I’ll get a room or something, I don’t want to irritate you,” you said.
 Tight pains shot across your chest, as still he didn’t speak, and you were starting to realise that this wasn’t what you thought. He was keeping you around because of Jamie, not because he wanted you there.
 “I was just letting you know Buck,” you said stepping back into the hallway and closing the door with a soft click. You paused at Jamie’s door, peeking in through the tiny gap. Jamie was snoring softly, blankets pulled around him.
 Your bed was cool when you slid in and you rested your cheek on the pillow. You had been hoping that once you and Jamie settled in that Bucky might be willing to try again, and you’d have a chance to finally finish high school, maybe pick up some classes online while you worked part time but that wasn’t going to work anymore. You’d need to pick up more shifts if you were to be able to afford a place of your own with enough room for your little boy.
 Disappointment left you feeling sour as you closed your eyes to sleep knowing that it likely wouldn’t come and you had yet another long night of thinking ahead of you.
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 You closed your eyes, rocking your hips, loving the power you felt as you wiggled your body.
 Out of your perpetual vision you saw a hand coming up, third time in five minutes. You slapped it away and twisted, waggling your finger in his face and tisking as you rested your weight on his thick thighs.
 “Now now Lee, we both know you’re not allowed to touch me,” you said as you rested your forearms on his shoulders.
 He smirked at you and you smirked back. Lee Bodecker was the sheriff, and he just happened to be Bucky’s cousin. Although a little chunkier and shorter he was a lot like Bucky and you would be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy dancing for him.
 It was a Wednesday afternoon, a slow day with very little happening. You were desperate for a few extra shifts to try and build up some cash so you could find a safe place to manage out your heat so you were picking up anything going.
 “You’re a pretty girl,” his voice was husky. “Hard to keep my hands to myself sugar.”
 He leered a little and you rolled your eyes at him. “Yeah well times up handsome,” you grinned as you rose and stepped back.
 “Awww sugar no, a little extra, for old times’ sake,” he pouted but you shook your head and giggled. you had barely known Lee before you came back, he was your boyfriends older cousin that you saw occasionally at school or family events.
 “Be a good boy and I’ll see you in a few weeks,” you promised. He pouted as you stepped back then his eyes widened slightly.
 You bumped into a solid wall of warm muscle and turned to see Bucky glowering at his older cousin, his arm sliding possessively around your waist.
 “We need to talk,” he growled in your ear. You tried to suppress the shiver but it didn’t work.
 “Oh now you want to talk?” You scoffed, letting your sass seep out. Dancing made you feel powerful and bantering with Lee had you in a good mood.
 He growled your name and you resisted the urge to press your thighs together least he might notice. Your body still wanted him, it hadn’t got the memo he wasn’t interested.
 “See ya Toots,” Lee called arrogantly after you. Bucky sent him a glare as he tugged you, once again, to the car park.
 “Jeez Buck you know how to make a girl feel special,” you teased. His grip tightened and he shook your arm then pulled you around to face him.
 “Why don’t you shut the fuck up?” He snapped.
 You lifted an eyebrow. “Why don’t you make me?”
 “Fuck you!” Bucky walked you backwards cupping your skull at the last moment to protect your head from the side of his truck.
 “You won’t,” you licked your lips, heat pooling in the pit of your tummy.
 The sound of a car alarm drew both of your attention; you followed Bucky’s gaze as it turned to the newcomer. Lee was busy placing his hat on the roof of his car. Bucky growled at him.
 “Word of advice Cousin,” he said as he sucked on his teeth, “don’t fuck this up.”
 “What?” Bucky snapped at him, a frown on his face. The hand on your shoulder loosened.
 “Well if she were my girl,” Lee paused and the smirk he had on his face was private and you could only imagine what he was thinking as he licked his lips, “I would let her dance. Look at her, she’s beautiful, every man in there wants her. If she were mine, well, everyone would know she was my girl. I’d watch her dance, I’d watch them leer over her, then, at the end of the night she’d be going home with me, and them bastards would be going home with their hand.”
 “Lee, fuck off,” Bucky growled.
 Lee sniffed and nodded, placing his hand back on his head. He tipped it towards you. “If he doesn’t pull his head out of his ass give me a call darlin’ and I’ll take real good care of you.”
 Bucky growled again then turned furious eyes on you. You looked up at him, your heart racing.
 “You’re mine, and I’m sick of this ‘sticking your ass in other people’s faces’ business. You’re mine!”
 Bucky’s eyes were wild, feral even. He was going to hit his rut before your heat.
 “Oh, so I’m yours?” You asked.
 Bucky nodded crowding closer. “You’re mine.”
 “Prove it.”
 His bite was harsh over your mating gland. It wasn’t a full bite, but a mark of intention. You felt blood trickle over your collarbones as he ground himself against your body.
 “That proof enough for you doll?” Bucky’s voice was low and gritty and you shivered despite yourself. He carefully licked the blood away and nosed at your neck.
 Your omega was preening but you hushed her, you weren’t that easy.
 "You think one little nip and I'm yours?" You pursed your lips. "You've been an ass to me Bucky."
 Bucky scrunched his nose up, he leaned closer and took a deep breath, resting his forehead against yours.
 "Baby I-"
 "No," you glared at him, your hands on his shoulders pushing him away. "No pet names. Now, I'm going back to work. If you really want to make this work, we can talk over dinner."
 With that you turned away and walked to the back door of the club. You paused, looking back over your shoulder. Bucky was watching you, his eyes dark and stormy, but you could have sworn his lips twitched into a smirk for a second. With a small wave, you clicked the door shut and stepped into the club.
 Technically your shift was over when Lee left but you didn’t mind staying on for a bit. As you took a podium next to the stage you saw Bucky enter through the door he’d pulled you from a few minutes ago. He took a seat, rested his ankle on his knee, clasped his fingers over his tummy, and kept his eyes on you for next hour.
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 Bucky, I changed my mind, I don’t want to talk, I’d rather we talk later and do something more fun now. I’m heading to the cabin; I hope the woods are safe for a soft omega such as myself…xx
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 Your heart hammered in your chest, your legs burned and you could smell the blood left behind from the branches that snatched at you.
 There was a growl behind you, closer than ever.
 You pushed on, catching a glimpse of the light in the cabin. The warm glow begged you to hurry, welcomed you and you decided you would take your chances with the wide meadow.
 You ran, ignoring every protest your body made. Heat trickled down your back, but a sudden burst of adrenaline pushed you on.
 He growled behind you, gleaming white fangs snapping in the night. You pushed on, leaping over a small stream and practically throwing yourself over the fence. By some miracle you landed on your feet and you dashed the last few meters to the porch, the door.
 You fell inside with a bang, the door slamming against the wall, but he was right behind you, looming over your body as you twisted onto your back.
 You tried to push away, and he followed you, his massive body caging you in. He changed as he moved, his body shifting and morphing before your eyes.
 It was an intimate thing an alpha shifting. They rarely let others watch. You were one of the few.
 He growled your name out, and you shivered. “I’m about sick of this dance we’re doing darlin’,” he whispered. “It’s time I took what’s mine.”
 You swallowed and nodded. “I agree.”
 “I’m going to bite you. Mate you. Claim you. Might even breed you. You want that? Huh?”
 You hesitated, and he smirked, his eyes burning into you. He caught a handful of your hair and pulled your head back roughly. “I asked you a question.”
 His breath was hot on your throat, and your eyes fluttered closed for a moment. You parted your lips and ran your tongue around them. Bucky mirrored your movement, and you clenched your thighs together.
 His eyes softened and searched your face.
 “Enough games baby, do you want this, do you want me?”
 You understood that this wasn’t part of the game, this wasn’t playtime. This was Bucky asking for your consent, your commitment.
 “I’ll take care of you, I promise, you just need to let me,” his tender words made your heart clench.
 “You’re all I’ve ever wanted love,” you told him.
 He brushed his chapped lips against your well bitten ones, slipped his tongue into your mouth. He rolled his hips down into you as he deepened the kiss, owning you. You wrapped your legs around his waist and tangled your fingers into his hair.
 You felt his hard length against your lace covered centre, but you didn’t want that, not yet. Instead you rolled to your front and looked over your shoulder, pressing your ass into Bucky’s crotch.
 “Undress me,” you begged. Bucky smirked and within a minute you were naked. His hands gripped your arms trying to turn you over, but you played shy knowing it was what he wanted. “No.”
 Bucky chuffed and buried his face in your neck. “You’re killing me here doll,” he complained.
 “Promise you won’t look,” you teased again. Bucky snorted.
 “Yeah, dollface, I won’t look,” he raised back and sat on his haunches. His thick thighs bunched and his hard cock curved towards his tight abs. His eyes never left you as you rolled over, and he easily tugged your arms away from your body. “Tits got bigger.”
 You slapped him and he laughed, but then his face turned serious. “Bucky?”
 “I don’t want our second first time to be on the floor.”
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 “Present,” Bucky growled low in his throat.
 You spread you knees, pushed your ass into the air and pressed your chest into the bedsheets below.
 You were already aching, wrung out from Bucky’s mouth on you and now he would take you as his own, snapping an unwavering bond in place forever.
 You would be omega no more; you would be his alpha female now. His equal.
 Bucky ran his fingers through your slick pussy, then used your juices to stroke his cock. He leaned forward and with his other hand grasped the two of yours in one of his.
 You whined, rutting back and he snarled in response, snapping his jaw at you.
 His cock was long and thick, and despite thorough preparation he felt almost too big. “Easy girl,” he hummed soothingly. “Good girl.”
 Normally you hated condescending words but you whined again trying to move back but he held you fast.
 “Bucky please,” you slurred. The last time you had been together he was a boy, strong but slim, a beta wolf. Years of hard work and had made him imposing, big but you still felt the same, small in comparison to his bulk.
 He sunk in slow, his eyes rolling back at the feeling of your cunt clenching around his cock.
 “Baby,” he practically purred as he buried his face in your neck. He licked over your mating gland, and you clenched around him again.
 “Come on, please love fuck me,” you pushed against him. You could feel the veins on his cock against your walls as you clenched around him.
 Bucky pulled back slow then snapped his hips forward. The bed rattled as Bucky fucked your open, nipping the skin on your neck.
 He fucked you hard, hips slapping into yours as you both panted and gasped for air. His cock brushed over your sweet spot repeatedly bringing on yet another orgasm.
 You cried out, throwing your head back, and then Bucky flipped you onto your back. He loomed over you dark and strong, his eyes lust blown.
 “You ready?” He asked, his face open and sincere. You could feel him throbbing inside you and you nodded pulling his head down to yours smashing your lips together.
 “Fuck me please,” you said. Bucky picked up his pace, his mouth capturing a nipple as he fucked you hard. You hooked your ankles behind his back and bared your throat to him.
 Bucky did the same to you, baring his mating gland and pulling your face to his neck.
 He bit you first, and the mixture of pleasure and pain triggered another orgasm.
 Bucky’s seed flooded you, and you cried out as he pumped his hips repeatedly into you.
 You couldn’t stop licking and lapping at your mark on him, tasting his blood in your mouth. Bucky was doing the same, nuzzling into you.
 He drew his lips to yours and the kiss you shared was tender, Bucky’s hand cupping your chin to hold you in place. “I’m yours now doll, never gonna’ get rid of me.”
 You smiled up at him. “I’m yours, and I never want to be apart from you again Bucky. I love you so much.”
 As you law nuzzling each other you felt the bond slip into place. You lay there as long as you could stroking his back and hair and you gazed up at the ceiling.
 Eventually he pulled out, and you both watched as his fingers gathered your mixed juices and pushed them back in.
 “So fucking beautiful,” he muttered as his other hand trailed over your abdomen, his fingers tracing the little silver stretch marks left behind by Jamie.
 “Not so bad yourself,” you teased nudging his cheek with your foot. Bucky chuckled, nipped the arch of your foot then covered your body with his to ready you both for another round.
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