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[ Thomas is terrified.

And that-- it's not uncommon, true. But this is probably worse than any time he can think of.

(he's alone and)

(niisama's not there)

(but there are

people)

(and they're moving in and he can smell them and he aches right down to his core)

(but he's scared he's scared they're scaring him and he has to get away but he can't move at all, can't make his legs move an inch when he's so slick and wet and hot, firefirefire burning through him)

Whimpering, he presses closer into the corner, pressing himself up against the two walls and covering his face with his hands.

(not that it blocks out the smell of them, thick alpha musk) ]

N-no...

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Mm?

[He keeps petting at Thomas, letting his hand fall down from his mouth (now that he's behaving) to rub over the swell of his stomach.]

Why would you be bad, my dear boy?

[He shifts his hips slightly, rubs against Thomas' back (he's hard, now, just from the slight friction and the smell of him, and it's taking quite a bit of effort for him to restrain himself).]

[ Thomas whines a little when the hand is removed, but then it's rubbing over his stomach instead and that feels too good to complain about at all. Squirming, he tilts his head back to try to nuzzle into Heartland's jaw and moans sharply, eyes sliding shut. ]

Sir's omega is... niisama didn't ever... niisama said the heats were...

[ He trails off, frowning and rocking into the hand touching at his cock. ]

And now they're weird and sometimes it doesn't... sometimes it can't make them go away but sometimes they go away really quick and they... they make it feel sick because it... it, ah, it gets hot and it wants... it wants the knot and it wants to be filled up all the way but then that goes away and it's... it gets cold, sir...

[He frowns, sighs as he moves his hand down from IV's cock to pet at his balls and then run fingers around his entrance.]

I think your brother doesn't quite understand an omega's needs.

There's nothing shameful about a heat, of course!

[One, two, three fingers inside, pressing at him and stretching him gently, trying to feel out how slowly Heartland will have to start.]

And there's certainly no reason it should be so...unpleasant for you.

[ Thomas's breath hitches as Heartland's fingers press inside, slipping into him easily enough and stretching him out.

(he's slick and hot and he opens up easily for Heartland's fingers but he shifts and squirms around them, biting at his lip and clutching at the sheets) ]

B-but... but niisama...

[ Squirming more, he twists and whines, trying to twist himself to be facing Heartland.

(even in the security of the blankets, facing outward like this feels open, vulnerable, with no way to cling on and anchor himself) ]

Niisama wouldn't lie to it, right...?

[...he won't touch that just yet.]

Of course not. Not knowingly.

He's just...a bit misguided.

[He lets Thomas twist around to face him, but withdraws his fingers, cleans them on the sheets.]

A beta can't truly know what an omega needs, after all.

[ The emptiness after Heartland's fingers makes him squirm more and whine as he's trying to tug Heartland up, make him sit up so that Thomas can cling on without having to lie on his swollen stomach.

He tosses his head a little in distress at Heartland's words, though, chews his lip and shifts above him. ]

But, but... niisama-- nn, niisama always knows things, niisama has to know because he always knows, if he-- ah! if he doesn't t-then who will know for it, who will know the things it needs if niisama doesn't so he has to know he has to because nobody else can tell it, he... he has to know and he has to... he has to have told it the wrong thing for a reason and-- and it--

[ He buries his face in Heartland's neck, riding out brief, stronger wave of sensation. ]

[He sits up when Thomas pulls at him, slides his hands down Thomas' sides to rest on his hips.]

Well...

It's quite simple, really.

Sometimes a beta is enough, but when he's not...

You'll need an alpha to help you along, won't you?

[Speaking of which.

He lifts Thomas just enough that the head of his cock is pressed against him, so it could push into him if Heartland just relaxed his grip.]

Heat doesn't have to be so difficult for you...

[ Thomas lets out a sharp sob into Heartland's neck, shaking his head quickly and squirming where Heartland's cock is pressed against him. ]

No, no, that's not-- he-- niisama had to know, didn't he, he.

He had to know he has to have been lying because niisama can't be wrong but-- but why did he lie to it why would he lie to it it's always been good for him sir's omega has always belonged to niisama it-- it's sir's now but it was always good for niisama so why would he lie to it but. But he has to have lied to it because if he didn't then he didn't know and niisama has to know, niisama has to know he always knows everything!

[He hums a little, at the squirming, letting Thomas sink down just barely.

But the crying, the words...that won't do, will it?]

You're thinking too much, my dear boy...

[He starts to press into Thomas, bit by bit, taking slow breaths of his scent. (His pupils widen, just barely.)]

Just relax...you're being taken care of, aren't you? This is no time to think of unpleasant things...

[His voice has gone low and smooth, almost hypnotic.]

You're quite safe here...there's no need to worry, when you're being taken care of...just relax.

[It won't be hard, he thinks, to bring him low enough to forget.]

[ He's being filled up (so slow, too slow) and Heartland is talking like that and it... it would be so easy to give in, to forget. His thoughts want to slip and skitter away from him, want to burn away and leave nothing but the heat and this slow knotting, but...

(but this is important, isn't it?)

(niisama is, has been - was? - the most important thing in Thomas's life, the most important person to him, and so it matters)

He shakes his head again, clenching and unclenching a couple of times around Heartland's cock. ]

No, no, sir please, please just... just...

Why would niisama lie to it...?

[ The face turned up to Heartland's now is wide-open, desperate, with tears still dripping down his cheeks.

(more than anything, though, it's trusting)

(a face that will believe anything from an alpha, this alpha, will take any words without rejecting or questioning them because now that he's embracing the heat and the bond he embraces it with every fiber of his being) ]

[...he knows that face.

And he can use it.

He sighs, holds Thomas carefully in place.]

My dear boy...

I'm afraid your nii-sama didn't always want the best for you.

["Didn't", because that's in the past -- why would he need to worry, when he has an alpha to take care of him?]

[ Thomas whimpers, gently, squirms on Heartland's cock and pushes down onto it.

(he's trusted niisama for so long and it hurts, the idea that he was lied to)

(but his alpha wouldn't lie, would he?)

(because Thomas will be as good an omega as he can be and so)

He stares up at Heartland, mouth twisting a little. ]

S-sir will...

Sir won't lie to his omega though, will he? It'll be good for sir it'll do whatever sir wants so-- so please don't lie to it, sir...

Of course not.

[He lets Thomas sink down a little more, lets him be filled by another inch or two.]

I'll never lie to you, my dear.

[ Thomas's breath hitches as he's spread open that way, his cock twitching against his bloated stomach as he opens up easily for Heartland's cock.

(Heartland won't... Heartland won't lie)

(he can be trusted)

Thomas lets his head drop down onto Heartland's shoulder, panting now. ]

T-thank you... thank you, sir, thank you...

[There we are.

As a reward for his easy compliance, for his trust, he lets Thomas sink down bit by bit onto his cock, until the knot is pressed right up against him, ready and pulsing slightly in anticipation of the swell.]

Such a good omega.

[He nearly purrs it, stroking at Thomas' hips (which are so thin, for an omega, he'll have to fix that) and smiling.]

[ Heartland's cock is so big inside, thicker than Chris's and Thomas doesn't even have the knot in yet. But it slips in easier anyway, slips in because Thomas has opened up so easily for an alpha, doesn't clench or fight the way he often had automatically for Chris, his body resisting a beta when he so badly needed an alpha.

And there's the knot, too, pressed up against him and pulsing and making him wriggle with the need to have it inside. ]

Ah, ah... yes sir, yes sir, sir's omega will-- it'll be good it'll be the best omega sir could ever want...

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[Well. Isn't that the way it should be?

He smiles, purrs as he strokes at Thomas' skin.]

Now...what does a good omega like this do when it wants something?

[One hand goes to lift Thomas' chin, keep those bright eyes looking up at Heartland.]

[ Thomas whimpers desperately, staring up at Heartland.

(he doesn't--)

(he doesn't know what an omega does, niisama never told him) ]

P... please, sir...?

Hmm, that's right.

[He starts stroking down on Thomas' hips, now, stretching it out a little with the top of the knot.]

I suppose your brother wouldn't have told you...

Good omegas take only what they're given, so a good omega begs.

[He leans a little closer, breathes in his omega's ear.]

Can I hear you beg for me, Thomas?

[ --oh, oh, there's the knot and it's not enough with so little, and Thomas squirms and shivers and tips his head back and pants, desperate. ]

Ah, ah... please, please, it needs the knot please sir's omega needs to be knotted and bred and-- and it'll let sir fill it up, he can fill it all up and-- and he can breed it if he wants to and it'll be good, it'll look after sir's baby and it'll give him more if he wants so please please please give it the knot!

[He purrs, then, starts to stroke down on Thomas' hips as he always does to push his omega further and further down onto the knot, stretch him wider and wider.]

Good. Very good...

[His lungs are all full of the omega-scent and normally he's so good at keeping himself controlled but his pupils are going blown-out and wide and he trembles a little with the pleasure of pushing his knot slowly inside Thomas.

Perhaps it's just an effect of the de-regulated, starved heat, but...

He nips down Thomas' neck, leaves a little line of red marks and flicks his tongue out to taste his skin.]

[ Thomas mewls, louder and louder as the knot presses in and stretches him out.

(it's so good so good and it'll only get better when the knot swells)

And then he feels Heartland's mouth on his neck and he groans loudly, eyes fluttering shut. ]

Yes, yes... sir, it's good, it feels so good...!

[He's in Thomas, now, all the way to the base, hands moving up to his back to massage it and pull Thomas in closer, closer.

The knot starts to swell inside him right away, filling him up even more completely, locking the two of them together -- and that's just as it should be, isn't it? He's claimed this boy, taken him as his own, and now he'll knot him and breed him and...

His teeth sink into Thomas' shoulder and he bites a ring of pink marks into the too-pale skin.

(he has to claim him, claim all of him)]

[ Thomas can barely breathe with the knot swelling inside him, making him feel even more stuffed than his bloated stomach already did.

(there are teeth in his shoulder and claiming him, claiming sir's omega and it's never felt so good) ]

Ah... sir, it's so big... sir's knot is so big sir is filling his omega and making it so full and it feels so good, sir!

Mmm...such an obedient little boy...

[His voice is hungry, and he starts to rock his hips even before the knot is completely finished swelling, rubbing at Thomas inside.

(he'll fill him up, pump him full, claim him and mark him and own him)

(he's let them go after using them before but this one, this one he'll keep, this one will take him heat after heat after heat)]