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[makemebow]

[ 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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[ 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...

[heartburning]

[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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[ It lets its head loll into Heartland's touch a little, eyes glazed over and half-lidded as it mewls gently into his fingers. ]

Yes... yes sir...

[ It can't really manage more right now and that... sort of shows, really. ]

[heartburning]

Mm...good...

[He leans in again, to bite and lick at the spot where Thomas' neck slopes and curves into its shoulder, make another beautiful little mark on his omega.

(his omega, not just some boy he's come across to use and drop on his first heat, something more...long-term than that)

He drips and twitches inside Thomas and from the way the knot's pulsing it's clear that he'll come again, in a moment.]

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[ Thomas squirms weakly at the teeth and tongue on its neck, moaning out quietly and letting its eyes flutter shut completely.

(it can feel the knot pulsing inside it and it sighs gently, clutches loosely at him) ]

Please... please sir...

Please come, please fill your omega up more...