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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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[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)]

Ah, ah, yes, sir...!

[ He's struggling to find words now, stumbling over them as he pants out his pleasure.

(so good, this feels so good)

(it squirms and pants and mewls, desperate to come) ]

Please, please, sir... sir's omega needs to come please let it come it needs to...!

[He chuckles and drops a hand to fondle Thomas' cock, working up a slow rhythm of pulls at the knot.]

It has my permission.

[He might not acknowledge that shift to "it", normally, but if Thomas has sunken into it who is he to deny that pleasure?

(and perhaps it thrills him a little, too)]

[ There's a moment, just a moment, because at first it doesn't quite register the words, not when it's this deep.

(and then it realises and it jerks and it's coming, thick streaks across its and Heartland's chests and stomachs) ]

Ah, ah, sir! Sir it feels-- ah!

[When it comes it pushes Heartland over as well, and he purrs over its shoulder, digging his fingers into its back as he spills out his come inside it, starts to fill it up.]

Mm...perfect, perfect...

[It's mumbled a bit more than it would usually be, less distinct, and Heartland's breath is slightly uneven as he pulls Thomas in and starts to move again, already, pulling at it from inside.

And then on impulse he reaches to tilt its head up again, watches its face for a moment before leaning down to kiss it deeply, pushing his tongue past its lips.]

[ Heartland is coming then and it moans and squirms on his cock as it's filled up, filled hot and wet inside.

And then he tilts its head up and it stares up at him, eyes half rolled back in its pleasure before he kisses it and it has his tongue in his mouth and--

(and oh, oh, it doesn't quite come again but it moans and whines and pulses around his cock, squeezing out as much come as it can from him as it returns the kiss slowly, almost drunkenly) ]

Mm, mmh...!

[That look, the way it watches him with its eyes rolled back and its face so-- so loose and uncontrolled and warped by its pleasure, before he occupies its mouth so generously...that's something he wants to see again.

But there's no time for that now, not when it's returning his kiss and besides that he wants to own it here, too, to open and claim its mouth just as he claims the rest of it.

He sucks at its lips to leave them swollen, flicks his tongue over them, and all the while he's pulling and rubbing at it inside with the knot even when that first orgasm has subsided.]

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[ It can't think straight, not at all. Not with Heartland claiming it so thoroughly and filling it up, filling it with his scent and his tongue and his cock and his come.

Soon enough it can't even manage to return the kiss; can't do anything at all, really, beyond sitting on Heartland's cock and mewling and moaning as little tremors and aftershocks make it twitch and jerk around his cock, not quite coming down fully from its orgasm in the face of all this. ]

Please, please...

[ It sounds drunken and exhausted, eyes rolling back as its cock twitches and drips between the two of them. ]

Please, sir... more...

[Well. This is what he expected, in the end, from a boy like this. Locked up through its heats, or helped by a beta without the necessary equipment to truly end one, and of course it'll end up slave to the first knot it takes.

He pulls back to smile at it, watch its expression, and lifts a hand to stroke at its lips with two fingers.]

Enjoying yourself?

[There's more breath in it than he had expected, and he doesn't stop the motion of his hands and hips for a moment.]

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