do no harm

benedict. werelion alpha. doctor. out of time.

[benedictmd]

Is that JASON ISAACS? No, that’s BENEDICT THORTON. The 58 year old BLOOD MOON WERELION ALPHA MALE is a DOCTOR. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be CONFIDENT & SMART, but beware, they’re also known to be BRASH & UNYELDING. Can you believe they’re from THE PAST? Me either.

BIOGRAPHY

Benedict was born in a time where doctors were not dissimilar to butchers, and grave robbery in the name of science was still common. A time where omegas were kept in line. A brilliant scientific mind, and a promising physician, by the time he reached his fifties he had already known some renown in his study of anatomy but it all started with... war.

Bodies, mangled, broken, torn to pieces. Blood, covering the ground which way he looked. Just a few moons after he presented, after the blood moon chose him and incited bloodlust that was answered tenfold.

Medical student thrown in the heaps of war, ripping bodies apart and pulling them together, hungering for more than he'd ever had. His path was chosen for him before he had the chance to question it. Combat medic, there for the worst of it... and afterwards, broken people, broken bones, wounds and fractures, discoveries made after hours scribbling with hands rubbed raw, while others scoffed, he was at the forefront of scientific advancement and he would have done so much more were he not ripped away from his time to a strange new place, where no one knew him, where medicine had marched on to incredible heights... and yet, not enough?

His father had always had great hopes for his future. Strict, almost cruel, an alpha who taught Benedict all he'd known... what would he say if he saw him now? In this strange place, with stranger people and omegas who did not heed an alpha?

Benedict did not know, all he knew is for whatever misgivings the current time may unfold, it brimmed with even more possibility to mark his name in history and show New Haven what a true alpha looked like.

[lionprotected]

"i'm  not-  ..."  fuck.  quiet  now,  low  keening  in  his  throat,  breath  caught  in  his  throat.  fists  ...undone,  fingers  parting  to  allow  the  alpha's  to  entwine  with  his  as  he  held  him  against  the  wall.  at  least  the  hand  that  still  held  his.  the  other,  the  one  that  wrapped  around  his  throat  ..tight  &  with  purpose,  head  turned  backwards  to  face  the  alpha.  as  his  brows  furrowed  &  their  eyes  met,  a  moan  pooled  in  his  throat,  but  left  him  in  a  gasp  against  the  man's  lips.

melting  against  him  once  more,  that  intimate  urge  to...  to  be  wanted,  for  someone  to  go  this  far  to  ...to  put  claim  on  him...  it...was  kinda  nice,  wasn't  it?  was  it  fate?  goddess  no.  fuck.  that  was  all  him.  he  did  this  &  ryan  was  weak  for  it,  because  ...  well,  heat...  &  because...  hm.  reasons.  little  fucker  was  in  his  head  already.  maybe  he  wasn't  dumb  after  all,  maybe  he  knew  what  he  was  doing  &  he  knew  that  claiming  him...  would  fuck  him  up.  a  lot.

benedict.

at  least  he  had  a  name  now,  right?  fuck.  breath  hot  against  his  ear,  ryan  could  still  taste  him  on  his  lips  &  goddamnit  if  that  didn't  make  this  infinitely  more  difficult.  or  easier.  depending.  soft  little  grunt,  another  moan  caught  in  his  throat  when  benedict's  hand  found  its  way  ...down.  damnit.  "....yours."  there.  tell  him  what  he  wanted  to  hear.  whatever.  his  eyes  shined  golden  when  he  said  it,  unbeknownst  to  him,  because  the  lion  detective  was  way  too  busy  pretending  he  didn't  …care.  “what…  what  now?”

[benedictmd]

benedict growled, satisfied smirk on his face as he fucked into ryan, hard, fast, rough. the way they both enjoyed it. he owned him fully and despite the attitude, despite the little time they spent together before he showed him his true place the omega accepted it. as he should have.

his hand closed around the cock in his hold, stroking it in time with his thrusts, prolonging his pleasure, making him feel every movement, every stroke and thrust. eyes flashing red as his omega accepted his place, it was done, now there was little he could do to change even if he wanted and this... well, this just showed how badly he truly wished to be owned by him.

"now?" he laughed. "now you're mine, little cub." he whispered darkly, teeth closing around his neck once more as he pushed his knot as deep as it'd go. "you'll look beautiful bearing my offspring, my sweet bitch." he mused, stroking him faster as he started to fill him with his seed.

[lionprotected]

@benedictmd (festival starter!)

waking  up  sore  with  another  person  in  his  bed  was  still  ...strange  even  now.  so  used  to  being  alone,  so  used  to  having  the  entire  bed  to  himself  that  he  often  found  himself  waking  up  halfway  atop  the  alpha  who'd  invited  himself  into  his  home.  that  ...was  the  only  reason  for  that  happenstance,  of  course.  if  he  was  to  burrow  into  the  alpha's  neck,  then  his  drowsy  state  would  have  to  be  blamed.  working  overtime  more  often  than  not,  ryan  pretty  much  always  felt  drowsy  &  so...  he  may  or  may  not  wake  up  with  an  arm  around  his  waist  &  his  face  lodged  in  the  alpha's  neck.  no,  he  did  not  enjoy  the  man's  scent.

&  if  it  calmed  him  down,  then  that  was  an  unwanted  side-effect.  eyes  glanced  up  to  meet  the  other's,  slowly  retrieving  his  limbs  from  ...across  ben's  entire  goddamn  body & rolling into his back or side.. a bit of both.  he  woke...feeling  a  little  uneasy,  but  well  -  there  was  still  the  alpha  thing  &  the  marking  without  asking  thing  -  or  the  fact  benedict  came  back  smelling  like  someone  else,  or  the  fact  the  alpha  was  insatiable.  plenty  of  reasons  actually. "....mornin'.  you..  hungry?"  words  rumbled  the  other's  way  -  well,  they  were  more  of  a  grumble,  maybe.  it  was  saturday  &  the  beginning  of  the  festival.  his  festival.  maybe  they  could...  eh,  stupid  idea.

[benedictmd]

his omega's home was not what he was used to. not at all, but it was fine, better than the one they tried to give him, that was a fact. yet he couldn't complain, most of the time he spent leaning over books or the strange devices of this time. with glass screens that let him read more than he ever thought possible. overwhelmed, but decided to get back at what he was best at (aside from the obvious): being a doctor.

when he wasn't doing that though, he was either mapping out the city and the people in it or at ryan's, or inside ryan. often, and well, the omega kept putting up a struggle but it was senseless, he'd surrendered the first time and with the bite he only grew more docile with time. it had been easy to find his way into his home, into his bed where he now slept every night, grumbling at him to quit his job when he stumbled in late, complaints forgotten once he worked his knot into him. his moans just loud enough that his son likely could hear them, if he was home.

yes, benedict was happy. or as close as he'd get, here. hands over the omega's body as he nestled atop of him. betraying himself so easily. he held onto him as he tried to move away, nose rubbing his neck. his scent, slightly different now. like ben's, but... a deep whiff, rolling so he could nip at his neck. "yes." he said, releasing him but slapping his ass as he moved, eyes scanning his body. the hint of a belly. curious. he was not certain yet, but he would be soon. it would please him to no end to know his seed had already taken root. to figure out if it was the first night or if it had taken a little longer. there hadn't been a day he could remember where he had not been buried inside ryan so far. "what are you cooking?"

[lionprotected]

why?

what  was  this?  some  sick  joke?  why  would  he….why?  didn’t  he  know  this  couldn’t  be  undone?  would  he  be  fine  spending  the  rest  of  his  life  with  a  man  he  didn’t  know?  this  guy  -  knothead  or  not,  should  fucking  realize  that  was  stupid,  right?  fuck,  was  he  claimed  by  an  idiot?  oh  goddess,  he…  was  claimed.  once  upon  a  time  he  would’ve  died  to  be  in  this  place,  would’ve  killed  to  be  chosen  &  seen.  but  now?  oh,  he’d  grown  out  of  that  little  fairytale  fantasy  a  long  time  ago.  alphas  -  especially  of  that  kind,  could  …fuck  off  for  all  he  cared.  with  all  his  big  talk,  ryan  wondered  what  he'd  say  if  he  knew  ryan  was  infertile.  he'd  surely  stop  grinning.  no,  ryan  couldn't  see  it,  but  he  could  hear  it.

he  could  twist  &  struggle,  but  the  alpha  wasn’t  budging,  not  even  an  inch  -  quite  the  opposite.  he  grit  his  teeth  when  the  alpha  rutted  against  him,  stretching  him  further,  lodged  neatly  within  him  like  he  never  meant  to  be  anywhere  else  &  ….  as  per  fucking  usual,  ryan  felt  it,  too.  oh  please.  would  he  prefer  being  in  a  bed  right  now?  surely.  but  …  even  like  this,  he  could  feel  it.  a  lightness  he  didn't  often…  feel.  his  body  content  for  the  time  being,  insides  painted  &  none  too  little,  warm  body  against  his,  breath  hot  against  his  neck.  but  then  the  alpha  opened  his  mouth  &  it  reminded  ryan  that  …  well,  he  still  didn't  know  the  guy's  name  -  or  anything  about  him  &  besides,  he  hadn't  …  he  didn't..  ugh.  soft  whine,  following  by  a  groan.  he  did  not  sigh.  he  definitely  didn't  melt  against  the  wall,  held  in  place  by  warm  alpha.  he'd  never.  "do…  what?"  do  right  by  his  alpha?  he  couldn't  help  scoff,  a  little  growl  rumbling  in  his  chest.  “no?”  it…  felt  wrong  to  deny  him  outright,  for  whatever  reason,  though  ryan  would  like  to  blame  his  current  state  for  that. 

convinced  he'd  just  drop  the  guy's  useless  ass  in  the  wild  &  return  home,  something  within  him….  something  within  his  heart  protested.  he  couldn't  leave  his  alpha  him  behind,  could  he?  no…  he  shouldn't.  fuck.  he  was  in  his  goddamn  brain  already.

"i'm…"  he  hated  himself  already.  "i'm  ryan."  they  could  at  least  fucking  exchange  names,  right?  ugh.  the  ride  back  after  this  would  not  …  be  comfortable.  how  long  were  they  stuck?  with  this…  his  goddamn  heat  would  shift  into  full  gear  next  chance  it  gets.  could  they  please  get  to  the  hotel?

[benedictmd]

he could feel it, the way his body accepted it even if he wouldn't. the way the mating took effect, as well as the nice hard fuck he was hungering for. heat demanding it of him, beautiful omega, ready for him. benedict bit him again, and again, marked him over and over for any to see, they would have time, now that they were tied together and he intended to enjoy the post fuck haze as much as he could.

"yes." he laughed, "say it, my little bitch, admit what we both want." a hard press of his knot against his walls, letting it show him what he truly needed. what made it all make sense, meanwhile his hand closed around his neck, claws digging into him, if not physically then mentally. the omega would be his no matter what he had to say about it, and his protests, well, they were feeble at best.

"say it ryan." he commanded again, licking at his face, into his mouth, feral beast devouring him whole. he would need to fuck him again after this, keep fucking him until he was satisfied as well. heat be damned, the omega was there to please him. "tell your alpha what you are now."

"go on, and i may even allow you to call me benedict." he whispered his name in his ear, hand going down to tug at the cute little thing between his legs, appraising it for later. it felt nice in his hand, if he was good, ben would let him enjoy it a little more.

[snowdenjackson]

the young witch licked his lips and smirked as the man called him out, saying he did get how it all worked, but the playfulness and confidence in his approach was quickly betrayed as the alpha's hand hooked beneath his chin; making the boy tilt his head back to look up at the alpha as he spoke; making iain blush. "i--" already stumbling over his words. "like i said, i have self control. i'm not that desperate." yes, in fact, he was but there was a bit of truth to his argument. he wasn't that desperate for everyone.

he was, however, quick to contradict himself. saying whatever he thought the other wanted to hear, or what might rile him up, all so he could get what he was after; all so he could be used by some alpha he didn't even know the name of. he might have thought he was clever, or in control, but in all reality this approach of his was a bit dangerous.

unfortunately that only excited him even more.

"what, not used to omega's having a sense of humor or being able to speak for themselves?" he was teasing, of course, but there was a bit of a challenge to his tone. "maybe that's why i approached you in the first place," he added on, his blush darkening a bit as he watched the other look around with what appeared to be disappointment on his features. "i've been here a few months and figured out pretty quickly that the alpha's around here aren't worth shit," he spoke boldly, and lied. "i could tell you weren't like them when you first walked in..."

there was more he was going to say, he had a habit for running his mouth even when he didn't need too, but as the alpha's hand found it's way to his neck his ability to speak momentarily vanished as, instead, he offered a pathetic whimper; already starting to produce slick as he was led through the room towards the bathrooms. so much for not being that desperate.

"i know what i'm doing." iain finally responded as they stepped into the bathroom, the door closing behind them with a soft thud. finding his ability to be bold again, he reached out and let his hands flatten against the older man's chest; pressing against him for a moment, feeling the muscle, before slowly sliding down his torso so that his right hand could cup over the front of the man's pants while his left lingered at the clasp of his belt. "maybe i like getting into trouble."

[benedictmd]

"omegas don't need to speak for themselves," he answered with a smirk, crowding the lithe thing easily, he was not to be challenged, not when this one so clearly knew what it was good for... "they need to listen, and spread their legs when told. has no one taught you that?"

he laughed, it did not surprise him. it was disappointing to see what alphas allowed to happen in the time that had passed from his own, a waste, but all the best for him. knowing he'd be able to put this one in their place, just like he would teach ryan his.

the smell of the omegas body preparing itself for him, getting him ready to do what he was born to. addictive. this place was below him but, it would do for a quick thing with an omega that desperately needed the touch of an alpha. so damn lost, they were, without a strong grip to guide them.

"then you found it," he responded gravely, staring deep into his eyes. "get on your knees, it's where you belong." he said, letting him cup him, but making it clear this was not going to go his way. "then you may take out what you've gagging for, boy."

if he was already wet, he could only guess what would happen once he took out the thick cock that would soon ruin him. he knew all too well the power of an alpha cock, the overpowering smell, the hunger it awakened. perhaps the boy would drool too, he couldn't wait.

[lionprotected]

what  kind  of  luck  was  this?

&  he  thought  danilo  was  bad,  thought  that  he  was  a  feral  beast  that  needed  to  be  put  in  his  place  (he  tried,  he  failed,  but  that  didn't  mean  he  didn't  mean  to  try  again),  but  now  -  while  facing  the  consequences  of  his  own  actions,  he  was  met  with  a  harsh  truth.  he'd  been  wrong  to  think  the  tiger  was  the  worst  out  there.

this  one  right  here,  jumping  him  in  a  moment  of  weakness.  unspeakable.  ryan  wouldn't  let  him  get  away  with  it.  not  once  he  regained  control  over  himself  again.  well,  not  that  he  lost  it  per  se,  but  heat  made  him  weak.  all  the  little  voices  nagging  day  in,  day  out  oh  so  much  louder  he  could  barely  tune  them  out  anymore.

he  was  dripping  despite  the  rough  treatment,  ....dripping...  literally  &  would  like  to  please  die  on  this  hill.  angel  would  be  fine,  he  was  old  enough  to  take  care  of  himself.  ryan  was  trying  to  hard  to  remain  steadfast,  hold  down  &  strong,  because  he  knew  that  if  he  gave  so  much  as  an  inch,  he  wouldn't  be  able  to  hold  back  anymore.  but  it  was  impossible.  there  was  no  fighting  this,  there  was  no  denying  (though  he'd  continue  to  try)  this.

"fuck."  this  was  bad.  eyes  squeezed  shut,  noises  of  all  kinds  fell  from  his  lips,  crashed  against  the  wall  just  like  his  head  did  shortly  after.  maybe  it  wasn't.  he'd  get  his  rocks  off,  maybe  he'd  feel  less  on  edge  after  this.  maybe  the  alpha  would  actually  turn  out  useful  for  once  in  his  life.  but  then  he  spoke  up  &  ryan  could  swear  his  blood  froze  in  his  veins.  okay,  it  was  also  incredibly  hot,  but  he  wasn't  going  to  admit  to  that,  ever.  "change  wha-" it  took  him  too  long  to  realize,  or  maybe  to  just  react  -  or  maybe  ..  he  didn't  know,  but  the  second  fangs  sunk  into  his  skin  he  knew  just  what  it  was  the  other  meant.

no.

no  fucking  way.

he  couldn't  have.

ryan  didn't  get  to  complain,  because  while  he  hissed  &  growled,  the  alpha  paid  his  protests  no  mind,  pushed  against  him,  pressed  him  against  the  wall  &  had  the  goddamn  audacity  to  give  him  what  he  wanted  knot  him.  he  tightened  around  the  alpha,  stretched  beyond  comfort  &  he  couldn't  fucking  run.  out of breath, chest heaving & body trembling, he managed to grunt out a "why?!"  why  did  he  do  that?  ryan  couldn't  see  it,  but  he  could  feel  it.  bound  together  for  all  eternity. well,  &  the  next  what?  hour?  two?  dear  mother  of  the  moon,  why?  this... couldn't be undone. why would this guy even want him? was he that desperate?

[benedictmd]

benedict ignored cries and protests, he ignored the whinning and roared into the night, stretching that tight omega cunt around his knot and filling him up with his cum. The taste of blood in his mouth felt perfect, the scent, of omega in heat, subdued by the claiming now but still wild, still impossibly tempting. If they were lucky, there would be cubs growing in his belly in no time at all.

he chuckled and laughed, short thrusts driving him deeper into the omega, never away, not now that they were tied, hands holding him down, keeping him in his rightful place now that he was truly his bitch.

"why?" he questioned, a smirk on his lips, a twist of his hips so he could feel the enlarged knot grow deeper. fuck, he loved stretching up a little omega, especially one as unruly as this one.

"because i can. because you need it, omega, and if i were your father..." he shook his head, he should have been mated and bred and claimed, made a good example out of.

"because it is my right. and you'll do right by your alpha now that he's here." he whispered against his ear, hand closing around his neck as he continued to fill him completely with all his cum. "say you understand. your alpha commands you."

that was enough to make him lose track of himself for a few seconds, orgasm stretching, cum pooling, if he touched ryan's stomach would be able to feel it growing?

no matter, it would grow in time either way, the omega would learn his place and keep him tethered in this new time. he just had to keep him tight on the new leash tied around his neck, which he kissed and nibbled at as he let the mating, the claim and the knot and cum work their way onto remembering what he was made for.

[lionprotected]

fuck  him

seriously,  though.

fuck  that  guy.

once  they  got  back,  he’d  dump  his  sorry  ass  with  elias  &  headed  home.  he  missed  his  son  &  it  was  safe  to  say  how  incredibly  much  he  regretted  taking  that  damn  job  on  a  friday  night  instead  of  going  home  for  a  long,  calm  …  boring  weekend.  with  a  lot  of  free  time  to  spend  in  peace,  phone  shut  off  so  that  nobody  could  annoy  him  while  he  didn’t  work.  that  sounded  pretty  nice  right  now.  definitely  preferable.  though  now  that  he  thought  about  it….  thinking  about  his  son  right  in  this  moment  was  …not  ideal.

not  when  he  had  an  alpha  whose  name  he  didn’t  even  know  fucking  him  against  the  outside  of  a  damn  barn  …  in  the  middle  of  fucking  nowhere.  ryan  was  not  the  type  to  chase  adventures  with  alphas  —  or  anybody  really.  married  to  his  work  &  child,  he  simply  had  different  priorities.  the  fact  he  despised  the  entire  second  gender  that  called  itself  alpha  …  was  another  thing.  but  he  didn’t  …  indulge.  ever.  even  the  last  time  had  been  …  a  long  time  ago.  fucking  tiger  jumper  him  on  a  mission.  he  still  couldn’t  believe  he’d  been  bested  by  a  tiger.

the  alpha  stranger  was  relentless.  pushing  deeper  &  deeper,  further  &  harder  when  ryan’s  body  struggled  to  compete.  his  plea…  crashed  on  deaf  ears.  fucking  ….  fuck.  fingers  curled  into  fists  against  the  wooden  wall  of  the  barn,  soft  noise  no  way  could  it  have  been  a  whimper  when  he  halts.  so…  full.  stretched  to  the  limit,  filled  to  the  brim  —  torn  left  &  right,  up  &  down  between  heaven  &  hell.  he  couldn’t  even…  retort  anything…

instead  he  glanced  back,  eyes  shining  a  pale  golden  -on  instinct,  he'd  never  ...give  him  that  satisfaction...,  trying  to  gauge  for  what  came  next.  not  that  there  were  many  ways  to  go  from  here.  ryan’s  body  burned  bright,  heat  not  quite  full  throttle  yet,  but  it  would  be  in  a  day  ..  or  maybe  earlier  after  this,  it  sure  as  shit  was  burning  hot.

at  least  he  moved  slower  this  time.  “shut…  shu—  shut  up..”  he  didn’t  need  the  damn  live  commentary.  “you  ain’t  …you..  not  ...my  alpha.”  he  could  draw  his  weapon  on  whomever  he  wanted,  so  long  as  they  deserved  it.  he  did.

it….  was  getting  easier.  his  body  provided  enough  slick  to  ease  the  alpha’s  way  a  little  more  with  every  thrust.  if  the  alpha  was  to  watch..  he  would  notice  the  tension  slowly  rolling  off  the  younger  lion,  words  of  spite  &  anger  soon  replaced  with  softer  tones.  rushed  breaths,  little  moans  &  teeny  tiny  little  noises  that  might  be  recognizable  as  whimpers  paved  the  way,  though  the  occasional  hiss  couldn't  be  helped  &  sooner  rather  than  later,  his  hips  moved  back  against  the  alpha.  if  ….  with  caution.

shit.

[benedictmd]

he could smell the conflict in the omega. poor little thing so at war with his own nature, with his rightful place. what sort of silly little idea ran through his head? what made him think he was to do anything but please his betters?

benedict did not like it, except to show him the truth. he could do that. this omega would need to learn the proper way to receive him, thankfully he was always a good teacher.

already his slick poured onto his hard shaft, falling down to his knot and balls, wetting and easing the way as his angry grunts mixing with moans he likely tried to hold back, hips moving back to get what he truly needed, pleasure and nature working against him, just what he needed, heat overriding any silly notions as he rushed it along, pushing any thoughts out of his pretty head with his cock. felt it throb as his knot started filling up, excited for what was to come. delighted in his power over the sweet omega beneath the tough exterior.

his hands held tightly onto hips that were made to bear cubs, pushing and filling him up through his complaints. he pushed his head against the wall, spreading his legs further and supporting his whole weight as he drove harder into him. he talked too much. "let's change that, shall we?" he asked, whispering it darkly on his ear and before he could react his teeth sunk into the omega's neck, pushing his knot fully inside and feeling it expand some more into his hole, making any attempt to pull out harder. he tasted blood, and marked him as his as he took matters into his hand and claimed the unruly omega. marked him as his and bonded them so that he could no longer refuse to accept him as his alpha, and open his damn legs when his body and even mind was begging for it.

[lionprotected]

what  the  ever-loving  fuck  was  this  timing?

this  was  the  guy  he  drove  sixty  hours  for?  this  is  the  damn  guy  he's  supposed  to  drag  back  home  to  give  him  a  safe  place  to  live?  fuck  that.  he  should  let  him  rot  out  here,  let  him  fend  for  himself.  should  he,  though?  what  about  protect  &  serve?  check  mate  …by  himself.  that  tracked,  really.

there  was  no  fighting  it  after  the  first  step  had  been  taken.  there  was  no  going  back,  there  was  no  escaping  with  his  pride  intact.  at  least  he  wasn't  making  a  big  show  of  it.  for  now.  he  moved  quick  &  ryan…  with  him.  anger  subsided,  though  it  flared  back  up  at  his  comments,  causing  him  to  hiss  &  all  but  spew  a  sneer  at  him.  "don't  fucking…  fu…  don't  you  dare."  if  he  put  his  cock  anywhere  near  his  mouth,  he  wouldn't  have  it  for  much  longer.

there  was  no  denying  the  influence  the  other  had  on  him,  his  scent,  lips  against  his  neck,  the  tease  of  a  finger  where  he  desperately  needed  more.  ryan  was  losing  ground  &  fast.  "nnnnh."  softest  little  noise  escaped  when  mr.  alpha  pulled  away,  the  sensation  …  something  he  never  really  got  used  to.  would  most  likely  help  if  he  got  laid  more  than  once  a  year,  but  alas….  he  knew  what  came  next.  another  one….  &  another.  humiliation.

not  this  time,  which  definitely  was  also  a  first.

in  fact,  this  had  be  a  fucking world  record.

one  second  he  was  adjusting  to  a  damn  finger,  the  next  he  got  teeth  clamping  down  on  his  own  arm,  fingers  balled  into  fists.  at  least  he'd  …..had  slick.  eyes  squeezed  shut,  words  gone  -  lost  in  the  wind.  fucker  was  relentless,  merciless  in  his  approach  &  ryan  struggled  to  keep  up. 

"ffffu----  slow….  s-slow…  please."  his  body  torn  between  rejoicing  &  breaking,  but  also  everything  in-between.  too  hard,  too  fast,  too  much  all  at  once  &  the  bite..  sent  a  jolt  down  his  spine.  he  wasn't  sure  how  much  longer  his  legs  could  hold  him,  so  maybe  that  arm  around  him,  holding  onto  his  neck…  was  good.

[benedictmd]

he liked them with a little bite. always had. but this is, too much almost. the omega has no respect, fights its place even as his body surrenders most beautifully, the beast inside him swells and roars, enticed, angry at being questioned. most aroused by the omega blooming into a heat under his very fingers, around his cock.

he growls and roars, ignores his protests and meek denials as he holds on tight and pushes in, watches as he struggles to take more than half his cock… untouched, so damn pure. his eyes flash bright red hips pushing and thrusting until he's buried all the way inside. scaring the poor little omega as it is filled to the brim with thick alpha cock.

"too much, little cub?" he asks, mocking and gentle at once as he stops, breathes in the scent of need and heat and a touch of pain, dread. he nuzzles the omega's neck, hands holding him by the hips as he shushes him, holding him up, keeping his cock buried deep inside him. "good little omega. see? this is where you belong." he starts to move again, slower now that the need inside him is somewhat smaller, being inside him at last. "don't cry now, you can take it. i know you can. are you not a big scary omega ready to draw weapons on your alpha?" he asks, again gently mocking him.

[snowdenjackson]

there was a subtle dusting of blush over his cheeks as he was called out for having ulterior motives. the offer to buy the man a drink was genuine and, well, so was the rest but the young witch wasn't going to admit to that right out of the gates; he didn't want to look like just another desperate omega looking for a knot. "or maybe i was just trying to be neighborly and buy you a drink since i've never seen you around before, and i've been here for a few months now." he countered, his smirk showing that he was arguing playfully rather than having an attitude with the alpha. of course, his blush only darkened at the mention of not being able to sit with the other without leaking through his pants.

clearing his throat, already feeling something stir in his loins, he tried to ignore the rising feelings as he he shook his head and laughed. "i'd say confidence looks good on you but that'd be a waste since i'm pretty sure everything looks good on you and, honestly? you wouldn't get thrown out for making an omega react like that-- i won't, because i have self control," and a sense of humor it seemed, "--but you're definitely going to have some omega's that would leak just because you looked at them. around here that would just make the other alpha's regard you as a superior or something. i don't really get how all that works, it's some kind of glorified pissing contest, but you'll be fine."

laughing softly, still lingering a bit too close to the man and crowding the doorway, the omega made a step back so he could lead them towards the bar only to stop when he realized the man had said it had been almost two centuries since stepping into a bar. another time traveler. "wait, two centuries?" he questioned with genuine curiosity and a loose smile on his lips. "you're a time traveler? did you-- did you just get here? that's insane. you don't need a drink, you need a welcome to the modern world blowie in the bathroom." he teased. so much for not wanting to seem desperate.

[benedictmd]

his gaze was not soft on the young omega, he had offered himself up to him. in his time, he would be bent over taking his knot, probably. bold enough to ask for it, should know what he was asking for. "i think you get it plenty, little cub." he said gravely, hand reaching up to cup his chin, turning his eyes up so they were stuck on him. "are you sure you're not one of the ones that'd leak through their pants?" he questioned in a tone that made it clear he did not believe that.

his chuckle once he truly offered himself was dark and deep. "is this how all omegas are now? or are you just that badly in need of a true alpha?" he looked around, sniffing deeply, then twisted his nose as if unpleased. "no one here to properly show you the way, i suppose." he placed his hand on him again, hand on his neck, not pausing by the bar, as his eyes scanned the place for the bathroom, guiding the omega there.

"do you know what you're doing little cub?" he asked, "you should, or you're going to end into trouble begging alphas like this."

[lionprotected]

note  to  self:  keep  hair  shorter.  he  did  like  letting  his  curls  grow  out  a  little,  but  not  at  that  cost.  soft  growl  rumbling  in  his  chest,  fangs  peeking  past  curled  lips.  "so  what.  think  i  need  a  protector?  please.  i  ain't  the  one  livin'  in  a  barn,  i'm  fine"  a  scoff,  yanking  on  his  hair  again  to  get  free.  "let.  fucking.  go."  what  was  this?  he  didn't  have  time  for  this.  they  had  to  get  somewhere  safe,  fast.  he  wasn't  sure  how  much  longer  he  had  before  it  would  be  too  bad  to  continue.  an  alpha  in  his  vicinity,  practically  placing  himself  in  his  personal  space  …did  not  help.  that  feeling  deep  inside,  that  urge  to  comply  …  fucking  useless.  who  thought  that  was  a  good  idea  anyway?  like  they  couldn't  decide  when  they  wanted  to  fuck,  like  they  were  incapable  of  making  their  own  goddamn  decisions.

his  what?  "my…"  god,  how  he  hated  alphas.  "nobody  does  that  shit  any--"  …more.  his  face  met  a  wall,  gun  dropped  in  an  attempt  to  not  only  catch  himself,  but  also  ..well,  push  himself  off  the  wall.  to  no  avail.  "what  are  you..you  fucking  kidding  me?"  his  damn  scent  was  everywhere,  filling  his  lungs  to  the  brim  &  even  though  he  fought  …even  though  he  tried,  his  body  ..disagreed.  it  had  to  be  a  damn  cat.

"you're  in  the  future,  dumbass.  can  we  just  --?"  apparently,  they  cannot.  nose  against  his  neck,  one  last  push  to  try  &  get  off  it,  but  he  lost  his  pants  in  the  process,  not  even  wholly  before  he's  breached.  words  caught  in  his  throat,  legs  buckled  -  big  lion  so  small  in  a  matter  of  seconds.  why  was  he  caught  outside  like  this  …again?  the  worst  was  that  the  alpha  would  find  ryan  wet  &  dripping,  the  side  of  his  face  pressed  against  the  wall,  as  were  his  hands,  which  curled  against  the  old  wood.  "no."  much..  softer  than  before,  almost  too  quiet  to  count.  was  it  much?  no.  was  it  the  most  defiance  he  could  muster  up  with  an  alpha  teasing  him…?  yes.  "…fuck."

[benedictmd]

"you talk too much. you'll learn." the alpha growled, never releasing his grip on the omega's hair, silly little thing pretending not to want what was in his nature, what his body called for him to do the moment he walked into benedict's admittedly new territory. he would teach him alright. his body moved on its own, responding to the touches of an alpha, what this unruly omega was sorely missing, his scent, he knew, was thick and overpowering, almost a physical thing just like the sweet scent of omega in heat.

yes... he breathed in deeply, a sigh as he let it wash over him, cock leaking into his underwear. "quiet. you're whining too much, if you were not in such a sorry state for lack of a knot i would shut you up with my cock but that'll have to wait." his finger reached deep, pulling at slick as it fell down to the ground, staining their clothes, soiling them with that sweet nectar. he pulled the finger away tasting it and feeling the lion in him roar. then he roared, enough to scare pups, to send an omega to their knees.

"yes... you can feel it, can you not? this is what you were born for." there was no wait after that, no dallying, his cock found the entrance to the omega's body, sliding in easily through the warm wet heat of his cunt, knees bent to properly shove it in and then, thrusting hard and fast, fucking him into the wall like a dirty whore. hand closing in around his neck as teeth nipped, not marked, his skin, when it broke, and blood filled his mouth he licked it eagerly. "that's it. that's what you need, go on, fuck yourself on it. take my knot." the omega would be drenched in his scent after this, probably carrying his cubs, as well he should. future or not, benedict knew what his body asked for.

[lionprotected]

get  it  over  &  done  with.  in,  out.  simple  &  clean.  they  didn't  even  have  to  talk  if  the  alpha  was  obedient,  which  -  given  that  ryan  was  about  to  save  his  goddamn  useless  ass,  should  be  a  given,  but  unfortunately  it  rarely  was  these  days.  alphas,  entitled  little  pricks  -  the  whole  lot  of  'em.  new  haven  was  supposed  to  be  a  safe  space  for  everybody,  yet  they  let  in  alphas  left  &  right.  especially  those  not  from  their  own  timeline.  feral  fucking  monsters  striving  for  just  one  thing.  not  with  him.  the  worst  was  …  he  brought  a  cub  into  this  life  &  he  was  the  one  who  had  to  deal  with  all  this  now,  too.  old  enough  to  be  interesting,  old  enough  to  draw  attention  to  himself.  it  wasn't  safe  no  more.

meanwhile  ryan  knew  he  was  not  top  priority  to  any  alpha  out  there.  least  of  all  once  they  knew  that  their  tries  would  be  in  vain  because  he  looked  back  on  a  lifetime  of  chemicals  in  his  body.  he  had  no  regrets.  but  even  so,  he  was  old,  aging  due  to  new  haven's  defenses  &  there  were  younger,  willing  specimen  in  town.  though  only  few  could  look  back  on  pure  feline  heritance,  but  who  was  he  to  judge.  glad  it  was  just  him  riding  out  this  time,  he'd  felt  somewhat  safe.  he  did  not  want  to  think  back  on  his  time  out  with  danilo.  fucking  menace,  that  tiger.

gun  still  drawn,  he  barely  even  saw  the  other  until  he  was  in  his  face.  so  fast.  but  the  scent  creeping  up  his  nose  was  ….  "fuck."  like  his  very  own.  was  he  sent  out  for  a  lion?  seriously?  heat  chasing  him  &  he's  out  here  trying  to  save  a  lion  alpha?  fucking…  fuck.  the  sniff  ….  was  a  surprise,  gun  down  &  meshed  in-between  them  somewhere.  ryan  yanked  on  instinct,  trying  to  free  himself  as  a  scoff  rolled  off  him.  yeah,  definitely  the  one  he  was  looking  for.  archaic  little  fuck.

"not  that  it's  any  of  your  business,  but  there  is  no  alpha.  there  never  will  be.  an'  i  sure  as  fuck  didn't  come  here  to  be  …yours…  or  whatever."  what  even,  why  the  fuck  would  he  think  that?  besides,  what  alpha  would  let  their  omega  be  taken  by  anybody  else?  pffhht.  cavemen.  cave-lion.  "listen,  you're  in  the  future.  no,  we  don't  know  how  or  why.  you  can't  go  back.  we  got  a  town.  it's  safe  for  our  kind  an'  i'm  takin'  you  back  there.  capiche?"  was  it  him  or  ….  did  the  other  smell  really…  no.  cut  it  out.  stop.  "you  wanna  rot  out  here  or  see  how  fuckin'  good  life  in  our  time  can  be?  up  to  ya."

[benedictmd]

Benedict growled as the omega rebelled, wild one that was but he'd tamed unruly omegas before. And they didn't smell half as good, half as pure. How long had it been since he'd been properly knotted and put in his place? Too damn long.

He clicked his tongue. Holding tighter onto him, free hand going down to keep his little gun safely tucked away. "You smell like unmated Lion... Too old to be a cub. You're so damn lost aren't you, pretty thing?" Barking orders like an alpha, trying to make himself heard while his scent screamed fuck me. He should be collared and with his legs spread... This was absurd. "We're not going anywhere with you like this, every alpha is gonna want to bend you down and put some halfbreeds into your tight little cunt. Can't have that, can we?"

He pushed the omega into a wooden wall, uncaring, and fully expecting him to bend, the command in his tone and the overpowering smell of alpha was sure to put him in his place.

"Such a nice fucking treat for me. From the future, you say?" He laughs, leaning down to lick at his neck as his hands push pants down not even waiting before one fingers tries burying into the wet heat of the omega. Kickstart the heat so he can enjoy it fully. His cock was now fully hard and pressed against the omega, bulge where the knot would grow enough to intimidate some but this omega would be ready. He could smell it on him. "Wanna tell your alpha your name doll?"

[snowdenjackson]

closed for @benedictmd

the beauty of being able to record his show every now and then at the radio station without people realizing it was that he could take nights off like this. and he needed nights off.

making another appearance at the bar-- which had become a third home to him since all he seemed to do was sleep at his apartment, work at the radio station, or drink here-- the witch omega slid up to the bar and got himself a drink (a dirty martini if you must know). he tried to entertain himself by messing around with a basic, beginner spell to conjure dancing lights but again the barrier seemed to be holding him back. hated to admit it but he hoped that it fell, he missed how powerful he felt before it dampened everything.

magic wasn't going to work for him, he turned around on his stool and began looking for entertainment elsewhere. this bar always had some good distractions drinking in it.

like the older man walking in right now. distinguished, handsome as fuck, and a complete stranger. it would have been rude not to introduce himself. downing his martini with a quick swallow, the boy rose from his seat and practically bounced over to the newcomer.

"never seen you around here before, you must be new. trust me," he added on with a wink, "i'd remember seeing a man like you before. can i get you a drink?"

[benedictmd]

there was a hospital, there were books in it. there were... strange machines, with lots of things in them. rubbish, he gathered, but some of it...

journals. details about medical procedures he could only have dreamt of. and he hadn't. that pissed him off. it made him wonder...

after his the sweet unruly omega took him back to town he spent most of his time locked up in there, trying to catch up. asking endless questions but mostly, watching, reading, learning.

unlearning a lot. his brain was on fire, in the best and worst of ways, and he needed to see more of this town, to get to know the place he was stuck in for now apparently.

that's how he found himself in a bar, that's how he found himself approached by an omega first thing. he snorted, could smell his need a mile away, a hint of desperation, all omega in need of an alpha and his knot.

"i'm guessing a drink's not what you're after, sugar." he drawled with a smirk, "but we can start with that." he wouldn't be caught dead letting an omega pay for him before, that was just not right but these times... having the omega throw himself at him? well, he could give him a little rope. "think you can sit down and drink with me for five minutes without leaking through your pants? i don't want to get thrown out of the first bar i walk into in almost two centuries."

[lionprotected]

@benedictmd

it  felt  like  each  day  was  getting  longer,  each  shift  more  tiresome  than  the  one  before,  less  &  less  time  spent  at  home  with  his  son,  more  &  more  time  at  work  -  or  out  on  that  piece  of  shit  bike  that  broke  down  more  often  than  not,  dragging  back  some  poor  sod  taken  out  of  their  time  &  dumped  into  the  modern  beauty  they  called  theirs.  he  wasn't  meant  to  work  this  weekend,  he  was  meant  to  be  home.  with  his  heat  coming  up  -  he'd  felt  it  eat  away  at  him  all  week,  he  really  shouldn't  be  out  on  his  bike  right  now.  at  least  outside  of  the  barrier,  humans  wouldn't  smell  him.  the  only  goddamn  upside.  he  just  hoped  the  person  he  was  meant  to  find  wasn't  that  kind.  he  didn't  really  want  to  be  dealing  with  an  alpha  when  he  felt  irritated  to  begin  with.

it  was  sunday  when  he  got  to  the  location,  fucking  sunday.  elias  told  him  he's  a  day  out  …tops.  make  that  3  fucking  days  instead.  none  of  that  helped  his  mood,  really,  so  when  he  got  to  the  abandoned  barn  elias  told  him  was  where  the  marker  had  been  most  for  the  past  week…  his  mood  was  …sour  at  best.  some  may  even  say  foul.  no,  it  wasn't  his  heat  influencing  his  mood.  he  was  just  ..  pissed  off.  gun  out,  because  last  time  he  got  fucking  jumped  by  a  wolf,  he  neared  the  place,  steps  slow  &  careful.  "hey,  you  in  there?  i  know  you're  probably  confused  an'  …  maybe  even  scared…"  fuck,  why  did  it  smell  like  alpha?  no  fucking  way.  just  his  goddamn  luck.  "i'm  here  to  help,  alright?  you  speak  english?"

[benedictmd]

Benedict was in a strange place, somewhere with smells that felt wrong and sounds that made his head ache and his teeth rattle, it was damn near impossible to keep himself from jumping out and tearing at the nearest throat.

He couldn't make sense of it. Slowly though, he started to make guesses, losing his mind maybe. A weird moon. (The moon was the same, but different, somehow).

Some far off land, another realm? Strange people with weird clothes and inside weirder transports. He avoided them, lest he call attention, instead he found himself somewhere nice and hidden, where he could take his hunt as he calculated his next step.

He was about to leave for another hunt when he smelled him, omega, miles away and he would've still felt that sweet, deep scent of a bitch ready to go into heat.

His cock hardened, instinct taking over, then the steps, his smell was all over the place. Stronger now, thick alpha musk that he made sure stuck as the little omega ran into him.

"I'm not scared, omega." He snarled, voice deep, as he saw him... And then a growl as he prowled right next to him. No alpha scent stuck to him, why, had he come over? as an offering, perhaps. "Where is your alpha?" he asked, powerful stride as he grabbed the other's hair, and sniffed at his neck, "and why did he let an omega in the eve of heat all alone. Did he want me to make you mine?" His mouth watered, his teeth came out and he damn near could smell the slick starting to leak from the omega's scent. He was always weak for a bitch in heat.