Anton Lennox

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betatuckerfucker:

Hostile? Only to you handsome. How was your vacation?

Care to see a photo?

I spent most of my time nude on one of my private beaches in the Caribbean, enjoying some light reading. A pleasant escape from this place. But unfortunately, business needed tending to eventually, so here I am.

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Can a man not go on vacation around here without coming home to a hostile town turned upside-down? Ugh, how droll.

#Holiday Homecoming

betatuckerfucker:

Tucker didn’t sit around right away, glancing around the study with his hands shoved into his pockets, eyes half lidded with disinterest that hide something between an electric excitement and nerves. This was weird and dumb, but hell he was playing the game and wouldn’t Daddy be proud. “You certainly keep the place staffed with hot pieces of ass…”

The Beta finally turned toward the other wolf in the room, eyes sweeping him up and down. “Oh my evening’s just peachy…are we really doing the pleasantries thing?” He took a seat, but not in the chair, settling himself on the edge of Anton’s desk with a wry smirk.

“I do try to keep the very best around me at all times. It pays to have oneself surrounded by... inspiring individuals.” Anton said casually. “Pleasantries are what separate us from them.” He added, with a particular disdainful snarling wrinkle in his nose as his mouth formed around the word ‘them’. Clearly Tucker didn’t have the same preference for the creme de la creme, even if he was- or should have been- part of it. Shame.

“Well? You’re the professional. Please, go on. Wow me.” There was some amusement in his tone, and a smirk on his lips. Anton had seen numerous strippers and been little more than mildly entertained by the lot of them. But this was a little extra fun, with the game they were about to play. “I won’t be calling Daddy until you’re seated.” He glanced down at his own lap suggestively.

"Right I was supposed to call you and here I am,calling. What did you want to talk to me about?"

Anton answered the phone while sitting in his home office, behind an elegant desk as he sat in a luxurious armchair. “Well, well. Good evening John.How lovely to hear your voice.” He purred, smiling even if the Omega couldn’t see him on the other end of the line. “I’m doing well tonight, thank you for asking. And how are you?”

#thenewjohndoe

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Jason was holding himself back, managing not to let his rage get the best of him, but then the bastard did the unthinkable. He put his hands- worse, his lips- on John. Enough was enough, but too much was too much, and he wouldn’t bear it any longer.

The Alpha let go of his boyfriend and his hands immediately slammed against Anton’s chest, palms flat on his jacket as he pushed him forcefully back. “What the fuck are you thinking?! How fucking dare you! Don’t you dare touch him!” With each shout, Jason pushed Anton further and further, until the smug Alpha was backed against the wall and Jason was jerking him around by his fists clenching onto the collar of his nice shirt.

“Don’t you ever fucking touch him! Hear me!?” It wasn’t just his Alpha instincts kicking in, but that didn’t help either. “He is not your toy, and he is not your ‘darling’ either! John’s a fucking person, you goddamn motherfucking asshole! You listen, you snobby, holier-than-thou sonofabitch. And listen good. If you ever try to touch John again, if you ever hurt him in any way, I will find your fancy goddamn house. I will get inside it, and I will get to you.”

Jason’s eyes were wild, but his voice was steady and vicious. “You think I’m uncivilized? Uneducated? Disgusting? Maybe I am. But I’ve got one fucking thing in this world that I care about losing. And if you or anyone else tries to take him from me, then guess what? I’ve got nothing to live for except making your lives hell. So you think about that, asswipe. Think long and hard about it.”

@thenewjohndoe

John cringed a bit at the little smeck on his cheek, making a small discontented noise. It was uncomfortable, but he wasn’t expecting the explosion of action that followed it. Jason seemed like a blur for a moment as he rushed passed the stunned Omega, and then suddenly Anton was against a wall and Jason had a grip on the front of his shirt looking like he’d murder the other Alpha.

There was a moment of primal pleasure in seeing his Alpha defend his honor, but that was swiftly followed by a rush of horror that had him rushing over to grab onto Jason’s arm, trying to pull the much stronger wolf away.

“Jason! Jason stop it!! Let him go!” His voice was high with concern and he pulled harder. Anton was a jerk, yes, and he deserved being put in his place. But Ben Foster and his officers would only see a brawl or worse an assault.

“If you get arrested he wins!”

@alphaantonlennox

#Caught #thenewjohndoe #jasonbhatia

The swift display of strength caught Anton off guard and he couldn’t help but be swept up by the force of it. Before he knew, his back was hitting the wall and the other Alpha was standing right in front of him, yelling in his face. Anton put on a smirk and just continued to silently listen as Jason made his threats and John came along to beg him to stop.

“How adorable. Little Jane has come to try and quell Tarzan.” He seemed quite calm, even if he was rather rattled. He was never one for physical confrontation, and when it came down to it, he didn’t doubt that Jason could beat the hell out of him. But if he did, it would make everything so easy. The chief of police would come and arrest him, Anton would refuse to press charges and be a kind-hearted hero for it, but Jason would never be allowed into Regenbogen, and John would be his. That was worth a broken nose.

“Once scum, always scum. You think you deserve a Darling? A Regenbogen elite? You are garbage, and in the end, Princesses marry Princes, not street urchins.”

@jasonbhatia

“Despite what you and other’s think I am not prepped to fuck at all times, stripper or not.” Tucker rolled his eyes, but made a note of the time. He might not strictly like Anton, but the man played the Regenbogen council game well and the Beta was in need of the favor.

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The noirette left his house early to ensure he was knocking on the door at exactly seven o’clock. He was going to be punctual lest he be lectured about his precision. Tucker didn’t bother dressing himself up, instead wearing something warm for the cool fall night, though he did have at least the decency to shower before he left the condo. His hair was still damp with it, and the fall time breezes sent shivers down his spine because of it.

Tucker admired the manor with cool eyes, it was much like his childhood home, though it was clear that the Lennox family had the kind of old money that would last for generations. He stopped outside the office as he was instructed by the staff member that had opened the door, turning to observe a large painting on the wall as his presence was announced.

The staff member that had escorted Tucker in was a maid named Lincoln, an Omega of about Anton’s age, if a few years younger and one who the Lennox heir kept around strictly because he liked to have a plaything on-demand when he was feeling lazy and wanted to stay home for an evening. Of course, he had been the child of a previous maid, who’s father was questionably absent, and whispers abounded that the elder Lennox, Anton’s father, may well have been Lincoln’s father as well. Anton didn’t care.

He smirked when Tucker walked in, Lincoln announcing ‘Tucker Black, here to see you, Sir.’ Anton nodded. “That will be all, Lincoln. Close the door on your way out.” Anton pushed himself out from behind his mahogany desk with a hum, but didn’t rise up from his chair. “Ahh, Mr. Black. I see you’ve made it. Excellent. I trust your evening is going well. Come, sit down and relax.”

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Jason let go of John’s hand, only to wrap his arm around his Omega’s waist. He knew he had to keep a hold of John, or else risk launching himself at Anton and causing all the more trouble by punching him square in the jaw. The Alpha had been in more than his fair share of scraps back in his nomadic days, and he was confident that he could take a wolf that had probably never been in a fist fight in his life.

But he wasn’t that guy anymore, and he wasn’t going to be that guy, because of the man next to him. He had to be worthy of John, as much as he could be, and that meant controlling his temper and his instinctual desire to break Anton’s nose. So Jason squeezed John tight against his side, snarling lowly as the other Alpha continued to speak.

“If John wants me to leave, I’ll go. But if he doesn’t want to be around your creepy ass alone, you can bet that expensive car of yours that I’m not going anywhere. But sure, I’ll be your stupid servant. Hand washed, hot waxed, polished and fucking shining. And vacuumed with a not-fruity air freshener.” He bit his tongue, holding back the threats on the tip of his tongue. “And you won’t show that video to anyone.”

@thenewjohndoe

John let out a little squeak as he was suddenly pulled into the other man’s side forcefully, but the firm grip of his boyfriend’s arm around his waist was a bit of a comfort. He leaned into it for a second before he turned his eyes back on Anton, lashes dipped and a little grin curling his lips. “You think Jason is my guard dog? That’s funny…that you think I need him to protect me…” Physically he did for sure, but if Anton was looking to talk about blackmail he had his ways of digging things up, and who knew there might be some spare lennox birth certificates floating around.

Though the way that the Alpha said the word watching made a shudder roll up his spine, and not a warm sensual one like his lover caused. No this was something dark that shot through him and made his lips fall into a little grimace, as if the man was implying that he’d be reviewing their video for his own enjoyment.

And that thought…the idea of Anton doing…that…to a video of him climaxing… The noirette almost gagged a little bit, and shook his head. “Don’t talk to my boyfriend like he’s your servant, Anton.” He scowled and broke away from Jason’s arm, stalking up to the Alpha as if he could match his height with sheer confidence alone.

“You want a civilized conversation fine, we can speak over the phone, just us. But I will only entertain any kind of civil discourse with you if you show my lover and a future member of our pack the respect that he deserves.”

@alphaantonlennox

#Caught #jasonbhatia #thenewjohndoe

“My servant? Oh no. We would never hire riff-raff like him at the Lennox estate. We have standards to uphold.” Anton curled up his nose at the thought of such a brash, uncouth man stalking around his ancestral family home. No, no. It would not do in the least to have someone so uncivil tarnishing the halls of the Lennox estate.

“Your lover? How quaint. With statements like that, I half expect his shirt to pop open and for him to sweep you up in his arms while a breeze flows through your hair. What a romance novel cover the pair of you would make.” Anton chuckled at his own joke, thoroughly amused at the notion. “If ever you have the desire, I know a number of incredible photographers.” He prodded further.

The Alpha sighed as he took a step closer, ambling about the shop as though something from the cement would stain his shoes. “We will then, speak over the phone. Because John Darling, my darling, I have quite a lot to say to you.” He smirked at Jason, then tilted his head, pressing a kiss against John’s cheek.

“Until then.” Anton hummed, a smug grin of satisfaction on his lips.

@jasonbhatia

Tucker balked at that counter offer, but only for a few seconds. He’d bent over for less valuable offers and he wanted to stay in Vollmond where he was actually needed. “Fine…Fair enough. I hope you have some kind of lube because I’m not wanting to take a slick pill and be incoherent for the next three hours.”

“Wouldn’t that be a prudent thing to have readily available considering your line of work?” Anton chastised, raising an eyebrow judgmentally. “Fortunately for you, yes, I do have lubricant. We won’t be having this little dalliance in one of your filthy back rooms. You’ll be coming to the Lennox estate. Seven, sharp. One of my staff will show you to my home office. I make most of my interpersonal calls there.”

Tucker blinked at the Alpha, deadpan for a few seconds before he laughed a bit. “Personal interest? I mean if that’s the lie you want to tell them I won’t stop you. My Father will shit himself in joy at the fact that I managed to have a civil conversation at all with you. And how about his…I promise to make it last for however long you’re on the phone.” He smirked and tossed his hair slightly. “Hell I’ll suck you off while you’re on the phone if you’re into that.”

Anton pursed his lips for a moment, thinking over the offer. He began to nod slowly. “Hmm... counteroffer. You will suck while I’m dialing. You will ride while I’m talking. Be sure not to let Daddy dearest hear you though. That would be a terrible shame for him to get the wrong idea about our relationship and come to an incorrect conclusion. I won’t tell him anything, definitively. I’ll imply what needs be implied, and let him think what he might think.”

“Someone let slip to my parents that I tripped over one of the 12 steps and used again, and now my Father is threatening rehab. I don’t intend on leaving Vollmond for any reason while Zach or Will might be in trouble with hunters. I need someone my Father will listen to to tell him I’m not as bad off as I appear to him. You’re well connected and for some reason the Elders listen to you. I think a good blow job is worth a five minute phone conversation.”

“Oh, naughty... Well, let’s see. There’s picking up my phone. Then oooh... tss, dialing. And waiting for someone else to pick up the other line... Introductions, small talk, charming, then getting around to the actual favor asking... And naturally he’ll wonder why I have my nose in his family business at all. Perhaps if I inform your father that I have some personal interest in the Black family, I might be able to persuade him to remove rehab from the table.”

“Wait you’ve honest to god never sucked a cock have you? Pffhahaha you pour soul. Tell you what, I’ll suck your cock if you do me a small favor, since you’re so connected.”

“Depends on the favor. Tell me what you want and I’ll see if it’s worth doing. I don’t intend to waste my time trading a simple blow job for something of unequal value.”

A gift for you (it’s called “The Cocksucker’s Mirror”) from Tucker Black [ @betatuckerfucker ]

“If you ask nicely I’ll strap it on and let you have a go. I know you can only get turned on looking in a mirror.”

“Unfortunately for you, I do not ‘ask nicely’. Nor do I get on my knees. For anyone. But you can certainly come over here and get on yours.”

Since you're all about getting strong family connections have you thought about scooping up Tucker Black? He's pretty vulnerable for the picking if recent events are any indication.

“The thought has crossed my mind... He would be an improvement project, to be certain. But he may be worth the investment if my other pursuits don’t pan out as I hope.”

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Jason knew that Anton’s opinion probably was the majority shared around Regenbogen. But that didn’t mean he was going to give up on what he and John had, not as long as John wanted him too. On the same token, however, he didn’t want to cause John any trouble just by being in his life. Jason wasn’t worth getting disowned over.

But the way Anton spoke about John, like he was some sort of property, as though being with him was simply a formality and not something to treasure and covet; it made Jason’s blood boil with outrage. “John can make his own fucking choices, and he chose me.” Jason snarled, the hair on the back of his neck standing up.

“Even if you were worth him, which you’re obviously not since you don’t give a damn about his happiness and what he wants, it’s still his choice who he wants to be with. Not yours. Not his parents. Not mine. Not anyone else but his. So show the video to Lee or whatever, but you’re not going to use John as a pawn in your stupid fucking games. Not while I’m around.”

@thenewjohndoe

Having the video shown to the council didn’t scare him, he knew there were already whispers going around town about his relationship with a dangerous rebel lone wolf. Hell he’d gone out of his way to gush to Ryan directly about how much he really did like Jason. But the idea of Anton going to his home, sitting his parents down and showing him a straight up sex tape of himself and his boyfriend screwing in a mechanics garage over the top of a future council member’s car. His Alpha father would be furious, most likely assuming he was outright targeting Anton with the action, even if that was the farthest from the truth.

There was a logic to what the Regenbogen Alpha said. Anton had no interest in him past his prospects and wouldn’t care if he stayed with Jason. It was a cruel ugly thing, mating for status and then having an affair for love. John’s face was pale as he even considered it. “Anton that’s…” That’s what? Weirdly generous to look the other way while the Omega slept with whom he pleased? The most despicable thing he’d ever had the misfortune of having land upon his ears?

Jason’s snarl brought the Omega up short for a second, and John turned his eyes to look at his boyfriend’s face as he laid into Anton. Sometimes it was frighteningly new to be involved with someone who didn’t play the power games that a lot of his peers did, refreshing actually, to not be a pawn.

John’s fingers squeezed his lover’s hand gently, and some color came back to him slowly. This wasn’t an easy road that he was choosing, especially not if Anton actually made good on his threat to show the tape directly to his parents. “Anton, that’s a very generous offer, honestly. But I’m no good at the sneaking around bit to successfully accomplish an affair.” He smiled his sickly sweet ‘Game’ smile again. “So I’ll politely decline. I’m happy with Jason.”

@alphaantonlennox

#Caught #thenewjohndoe #jasonbhatia

Anton’s eyes narrowed as John smiled. The Omega wasn’t so easy to scare as many others were, and that made this whole ordeal a bit more difficult. Not impossible, however. The fact remained that he had leverage, and as long as he had that in his hands, he would save it until such a time it proved useful.

“Perhaps you and I can have a civilized conversation without your mutt of a guard dog around sometime.” Anton suggested with a hum. “I’ll take you to dinner and we can discuss this further.” He patted the pocket that he had tucked his phone into. “For now, I suppose I’ll just hold on to this, and we’ll see what happens, won’t we?”

Anton knew he would gain nothing but a momentary satisfaction from showing the video to John’s parents; he wasn’t looking for a free car wash or detailing. That was a terribly under-valuable trade for the priceless viewing he had in his pocket. “Until then, I’ll be watching you.” He winked, a dirty smirk on his lips for a moment, before he turned to look dismissively at Jason.

“Hand washed, hot waxed, polished and shining, interior vacuumed.” He ordered, as though he was rattling from a menu at a drive-through fast-food restaurant. “And I want one of those air fresheners. But not a disgusting fake fruit one. Leather. Or pine, if you don’t have leather. I’ll be back in an hour.”

@jasonbhatia

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The thought of getting fired didn’t scare Jason; he had always somehow made ends meet, and if he lost this job, he would be disappointed, but he would find a way. He enjoyed it, liked the freedom it gave him, but the truth was the truth. He had abused the power of being left in charge, and had sex with his boyfriend on the clock, in the shop. He would take whatever punishment Lee saw fit for that.

But he wouldn’t let Anton take anything from John.

Jason’s fingers tangled tightly with the Omega’s when he felt John take his hand. Nothing was going to hurt him, not with Jason there. Not even this rich bastard, who obviously thought he wasn’t worth the time it took to even pretend to be polite.

“I did put on the new tires. They’re secure.” Jason growled, eyes narrowing when John’s name came out of the other man’s mouth. “Offer?” He shook his head. “Whatever it is, John’s not doing it. He’s not doing anything for you. If this is about me not doing my job right, fine. But he didn’t do anything wrong. I’ll clean your car. I’ll even get you a discount. Just delete the damn video and leave us alone.”

@thenewjohndoe

The scarlet of his cheeks turned to a little bit of a green tint as he realized what was being played at here. Jason could lose his job, and it would be his fault. He couldn’t let his boyfriend lose his opportunity to finish the car that he’d been working on. To lose the chance at their road trip to see the beach for the first time. And even more so knowing that Jason would lose any ounce of happiness because of a lack of self control on his part.

But that didn’t mean he was just going to give Anton what he wanted, especially not what he was looking for. John clutched at Jason’s hand a little tighter and leveled his eyes at the other Alpha with no fear in him. “If you think I’m going to let you mate me for my dad’s company because of a sex tape you clearly are overestimating how much I care about the council’s opinion of me.”

The Omega sighed and ran his free hand through his hair, trying to smooth down the sex tossed strands just a little bit. He probably looked a mess, but he had to keep his composure. He was playing The Game now, and he might not like it but he was a pawn in it by blood. “Anton look, I’ll pay for the tire job and to have your care completely cleaned and everything. But let’s not get petty over a minor indiscretion like this.”

@alphaantonlennox

#thenewjohndoe #Caught #jasonbhatia

Anton chuckled tightly. “Oh dear little Darling. I don’t care about paying for the car. What’s a car wash to men like me and you?” He had more than enough money to buy a fleet of fancy cars and have each of them fully detailed, inside and out, a hundred times. This wasn’t about a little smudge on his hood. It was about leverage.

“I don’t care if you want to keep having your fun with him.” Anton added, one shoulder rising and falling in an elegant shrug, as if it took too much effort to shrug both shoulders at once. “I won’t tell if you won’t. But wouldn’t your father be so very pleased to see you mated to someone actually worthy of the Darling name?”

Anton rose a hand up, inspecting under his nails casually. “You know what you are, dear little Darling. Like it or not, you know I am a far better fit. So if you would like to keep your poor father from being utterly scandalized by seeing what a terrible brute was doing to his baby boy, then you will use that crafty brain of yours. You know what the smart decision is. Me.”

@jasonbhatia

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Jason felt John’s body clenching around him and was lost to the pleasure of it, not even remotely hearing the ding of the entry bell. He was too tightly focused on all of the restraint it required not to knot John. He knew some Alphas had trouble knotting, or didn’t knot every time. But the only time he’d ever hesitated with John was their first time, out of courtesy, and each time since he never held back, and never had even the slightest issue. John just did that to him.

He was pulled from his reverie of praise and kisses by the sound of another voice. Without so much as thinking, Jason pulled back quickly, pulling out of John and placing his body between his boyfriend and the stranger. Jason tucked himself back into his pants and zipped up, using his body to shield the stranger from seeing John behind him.

“Show it to Lee.” He replied immediately. The owner of the shop might fire him, and Jason couldn’t deny that he’d be right to do so. But he’d much rather get fired than John get in any sort of trouble with the council. He knew the Omega was in hot water already just for dating him.

“And yeah, free detailing, fine, whatever. Just delete the video.”

John honestly thought that nothing could destroy his bubble of happiness in this moment, nothing at all. He was wrapped up in Jason again and they had shared this moment here in the place he worked almost every day. He would leave his scent here, to tease his lover until they could return to each other’s arms. He was so entwined with soft kisses and praise that he didn’t even realize that someone else was in the garage.

That was until Jason was pulling out of him fast enough to make him cry out in protest and shoving him behind his body. He was about to complain about the extra rough treatment when he turned his head and saw Anton standing there, looking more smug then he’d ever seen the Alpha. The Omega yelped and pulled his jeans up as fast as he could without injuring something important. Slick and cum might leave a wet spot later but that’s what his sweater around his waist was for.

“Anton!” John’s face went scarlet as the pieces fell together. This was his car, the beast of a the engine that he and his boyfriend had just been rutting against. He coughed and stepped up to Jason’s side once he was tucked away and slightly more presentable. “Don’t show it to Lee. That would earn you absolutely nothing in the long run.” He slid his hand into Jason’s and smiled his sweetest, darling of Regenbogen smile.

“How about you quit being coy and say what you really want from us? Or are you stooping low enough to make idle threats now?”

@alphaantonlennox