Mad Hatter

@ethan-finch

Where is my prescription? Doctor, doctor please listen My brain is scattered You can be Alice, I'll be the mad hatter.

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“I wouldn’t call it solitude, seeing as I was stuck with you.” Slade told him, “And you were the only good thing about it.” He could be just about as rough as he wanted with Ethan, the other omega serving it back. He wasn’t sure why Ethan annoyed him less than the others, especially since he was mouthy but it just happened to work that way, apparently.

“You knew what I meant.” He waved a hand around, some what of a smile spreading over his features at Slade’s next words. “So being stuck with me wasn’t exactly horrible, hm? My ex-wife used to say I drove her crazy, so I drove her off of a cliff, literally.” There was truth behind his words, but he shrugged his shoulders. “Now you gonna stop pissing people off so you don’t end up behind bars with me again?”

“So, did you enjoy your week in solitude? I enjoyed myself, that’s for sure.” Mostly because he was roomed with the other wolf, but all in all, it was amusing to see the guy knocked down a peg and be punished for lashing out.

@sladewalker

#slade #bc i wanna thread with you #and ethan is doing nothing

“Oh, Slade, you’re acting like the child.” Ethan hummed loudly, then nodded at his question. “We can play house. You’re the grounded son who got his ass in trouble, and I’m the lover that your parents hate you being around.” He snickered a little, stepping closer to Slade with a smirk settling over his features. “There’s nothing else to do in here except for watch the wall– Mm’yes. And I know that you love what my body does.”

“Watch it.” He muttered, the grumpy mood not exactly ready to die out. “You make it sound like we’re about to act out a raunchy romeo and juliet.” Slade said with a roll of his eyes, not that he objected to Ethan stepping closer. “And that you love what mine does to you.” He reached out, one hand grasping the side of Ethan’s neck to guide him back to a cot. Yes, he could definitely use a distraction back here.

"Watch it?" He repeated playfully, all while testing Slade. "What if I don't watch it, hm? Then what're you gonna do?" Ethan watched the other omega carefully as he continued stepping forward, letting out a laugh at his next words, but made no comment. Moving a hand to rest at Slade's thigh briefly, eyes scanning over his face as a smirk spread over his own. "You know, I think this whole cell thing for you is suppose to be a punishment, maybe I shouldn't reward you."

“I hear enough of that bullshit from wolves. I don’t have to take it from a smart mouthed human child.” He muttered, even though apparently he did. Slade eyed the other omega quietly, quirking a brow “We can play house? I hope by that you mean that I get to pound the shit out of you in here because what the fuck else do I do when I’m trapped in here? Especially since I already know from experience the things your body does.”

“Oh, Slade, you’re acting like the child.” Ethan hummed loudly, then nodded at his question. “We can play house. You’re the grounded son who got his ass in trouble, and I’m the lover that your parents hate you being around.” He snickered a little, stepping closer to Slade with a smirk settling over his features. “There’s nothing else to do in here except for watch the wall-- Mm’yes. And I know that you love what my body does.”

“The human thought he could remind me of my place in the hierarchy. I reminded him of his. It’s not my fault that his Master doesn’t know how to control the little shit.” It was a miracle he was keeping a lid on his temper down here.

“Someone’s a tad sensitive. And let’s words get to their head a bit too much.” He chuckled some, eyeing Slade. “Well now you’re down here, and you have to play slave for a week, don’t worry. We can play house or something to keep us busy, you will be with me every hour of the day for the next seven days.” He laughed a little louder than before.

“Pleasant for you, maybe.”

“Not gonna deny that, it is pretty hilarious, and pleasant. You lost your temper and touched someone’s boy I heard, because the kid called you a name?” He laughed a little.

“Well, well, well, this is a pleasant surprise.”

#slade #lets say their in the same cell for drama purposes #yes?

“Oh I’ll give them their show, I just wanted a moment to enjoy you.” He purred. Slade’s hips started thrusting as he leaned far enough over Ethan to bite at his shoulder again. Tonight was the night for it, it seemed. Perhaps it was the possessiveness of the action while everyone watched, or maybe it was just the savagery, even though he never really damaged the slave. The table was rattling, platters shifting out of position, although none of them did fall off. He grunted as he continued, nails digging into the hip he still held. “You taste good, Red.” He rasped.

“You can enjoy me all you like,” He laughed quietly. “Any day, anytime, anywhere, you know where I’m a-at.” He moaned softly as Slade began to move inside him, teeth pressing against his skin once more. He curled his fingers over into the tablecloth, and did his best to meet the others thrusts. With each thrust into him, his body shook the table, causing the cutlery, and plates and platters to clatter around and shift, making a bunch of probably unwanted noise. Though, what was more unwanted than Ethan’s loud, wanton moans that he was letting out every few moments once Slade hit that sweet spot, the nails digging into his hips adding to the sensation. “Oh, do I know? You feel fuckin’ amazing.” He said, a breathy moan escaping him.

“Or they’ll lock it away in the vault of things they don’t want to talk about. Not that it matters, we’ll still have enjoyed ourselves.” Slade was maybe a little too jaded to think he’d ever really be taken seriously. He laughed, leaning over to grasp Ethan’s hair while the other hand gave his ass a playful slap before pulling his only coverage down and letting it hang around the omega’s ankles. “Think the rest of these will go uneaten now?” He asked, fairly sure no one else was listening to the words anyway. He spat in his hand, not caring if it was undignified, and used it to at least slick up his cock a little, lining it up with the slave’s entrance before easing in. He swapped hands, the damp one going to hold Ethan’s hair while the other grasped his hip. “They’d probably all want to fuck you if they knew what your ass felt like.”

Ethan hummed some in agreement, Didn’t matter much as long as they enjoyed themselves, Slade was right. The slave bent his head back slightly instinctively when a fistful of his hair was grabbed, and a quiet moan slipped past his lips without much warning at the slap, and then his tiny, tight coverage was pushed away, freeing his semi hard length, and exposing his pale ass. “Mmm, probably. Might have to eat the rest ourselves, god knows we’ll work up and appetite.” Ethan rested his forearms agaisnt the table, shifting them so they were comfortable. The moment he felt Slade lining up, his eyes fell shut, a groan escaping him as he passed the tight pink ring of muscles slowly, “Fuck” He breathed out. “They’d probably all want you to fuck them if they knew how good it feels to be filled up with your cock.” He shifted back some, even with the hand in his hair, and pushed back. Urging Slade to start moving. “What’re you waiting for? Give these horror struck people a show.”

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“The craziest, they say, are the ones who appear the most sane. A little crazy would do everyone some good, net?” Natalie took a sip of her wine as she approached the the slave with a look of disinterest. “Why should I give you my time, Pet?”

Ethan laughed a little at her words, nodding in agreement to her words, though it was clear that she seemed disinterested, it hardly bothered him. “I’m not going to beg you for your time, but if you’re interested in having someone to entertain you for the night I can make that work, and fit you into my terribly booked schedule.”

“Then Master it is,” He purred, smirking lightly as the other gave him the option of calling him either of the three options when they were alone. A laugh slipped past his lips at the others words, though he didn’t seem insulted at all. “Hey, maybe you’ll surprise me then. It’s already very surprising that you want to be anywhere near me knowing I have a screw or two lose.” He chuckled a little, an arm moving to wrap around his front, another behind him to finally undo his restraints. “thought you’d never do that, damn.” He breathed out. “But hm, both? Sounds like we’re gonna have a good night.”

He gave another thrust against the other’s hands at the purr, taking in a deep breath. “Maybe I have a screw or two loose myself.” He replied. “And a good night we will have. Maybe they’ll all come banging down your cell door once they see you in action. Who knows huh?” With one last bite, he released his grip on the other omega. “To the canapes.” He lead the way over, shamelessly pushing Ethan to bend over between two platters before undoing his pants, not caring that some of the other wolves nearby had glanced over at them.

"Maybe three." Ethan shrugged his shoulders, the guy was a little nuts for wanting to mess around with him. "I'm looking forward to it, Master. I'm looking forward to putting on a show, maybe people will be talking more about you, rather than me." Ethan knew omega masters weren't taken seriously, so maybe this would tell people he's just as qualified. He laughed wildly as he was lead over, then pushed down to bend over the table. He snickered, waving his ass a bit to tease slade. "They seemed so shocked, or annoyed that we're doing this over here."

“Mmm, that’s incentive for me to work harder.” Though he didn’t care for the rose petals, but he was sure they’d look nice spread about the others home, in his bedroom, scattered over his bed. They smelled lovely too. “It’s a nice name,” He hummed, pausing to let a soft groan escape his lips as the others teeth pressed into his skin once more. His own hands, still restrained, kept working at the others bulge. “What would you like me to call you, hm?” He asked, eyes wondering over to the destination Slade was speaking about. “More than likely, but who fucking cares?” He huffed, “The equipment does look fun though, you don’t really look like you know how to work half the shit though.”

He licked over the teeth marks left behind hungrily, “Master did sound good coming from your lips. But when we’re alone, your choice. Slade. Master. Sir. I don’t really mind.” He’d never allowed someone a choice before and he couldn’t quite fathom why he was now but the words had already passed his lips. “Oh you think I don’t know how to use it, huh? Fuck you.” His tone was playful rather than insulted and this time he bit at the back of Ethan’s neck. “Maybe I’ll do both. Fuck you by the canapes and then make use of what’s on offer.” One arm still wrapped around Ethan’s front, the other snaked between them to finally undo the restraints binding his arms.

“Then Master it is,” He purred, smirking lightly as the other gave him the option of calling him either of the three options when they were alone. A laugh slipped past his lips at the others words, though he didn’t seem insulted at all. “Hey, maybe you’ll surprise me then. It’s already very surprising that you want to be anywhere near me knowing I have a screw or two lose.” He chuckled a little, an arm moving to wrap around his front, another behind him to finally undo his restraints. “thought you’d never do that, damn.” He breathed out. “But hm, both? Sounds like we’re gonna have a good night.”

“Ooo, sounds like a date.” He teased, smirking at the reaction he earned from the other omega after the squeeze. Though the bite wasn’t expected, but very much appreciated. Earning a soft groan from the slave, he pushed his hand back to meet the thrust. Tilting his head slightly, he hummed. “Very true, that we were.” He said with a light laugh. “My names Ethan, if it matters, though I don’t really care what you call me.”

“Maybe if you win I’ll even get you some rose petals.” Slade teased back. “Ethan,” He tested out the slave’s name. “We’ll see. I might use it sometimes.” He bit down on Ethan’s shoulder again, in a different place, humming softly. “I almost think I should fuck you right between the plates of canapes. Think that would be frowned upon? I guess they did set up equipment for a reason.”

“Mmm, that’s incentive for me to work harder.” Though he didn’t care for the rose petals, but he was sure they’d look nice spread about the others home, in his bedroom, scattered over his bed. They smelled lovely too. “It’s a nice name,” He hummed, pausing to let a soft groan escape his lips as the others teeth pressed into his skin once more. His own hands, still restrained, kept working at the others bulge. “What would you like me to call you, hm?” He asked, eyes wondering over to the destination Slade was speaking about. “More than likely, but who fucking cares?” He huffed, “The equipment does look fun though, you don’t really look like you know how to work half the shit though.”

Callie chuckled and moved to stand close to him, running her fingers through his hair. “You know your father was never good with emotions. But yes, I’ve missed you terribly. I didn’t expect to find you here and as a slave? You aren’t playing nice with the other puppies?”

Ethan could hardly contain his happiness, he couldn’t believe his mother was standing there, right in front of him. Fingers combing through his hair like she always used to do. Ethan gave a half shrug, not worried about his father right now. “Oh, I was caught killing, I killed one of their wolves supposedly.” Ethan said as if it were nothing. “Oh, mother, it’s horrible. None of them want to play with me.” He laughed a little.

"Fuck," he breathed out. "I'm so happy you're okay, oh my god." Ethan blinked away the tears that were forming. "I've missed you so much, I hope you missed me more than my asshole father has." The omega said, scooting closer to her, as far as the chain would allow.

“When we’re alone next, you can fight all you want for it,” He promised, sucking in a breath as he felt that rough squeeze. In return he thrust against the Omega’s hands, biting down on his shoulder. It was rough but not enough to break the skin. “Probably not. We were both so intent on fucking.” He laughed, nipping at Ethan’s ear. “It’s Slade.”

“Ooo, sounds like a date.” He teased, smirking at the reaction he earned from the other omega after the squeeze. Though the bite wasn’t expected, but very much appreciated. Earning a soft groan from the slave, he pushed his hand back to meet the thrust. Tilting his head slightly, he hummed. “Very true, that we were.” He said with a light laugh. “My names Ethan, if it matters, though I don’t really care what you call me.”

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“… Apparently.” He answered, still not entirely disturbed by the wild laughter but not entirely sure what to do with it either. “Really? What did I do to qualify for that status?”

“Mmm, shut up I’m tired of hearing you talk now.” Ethan hummed lightly, leaning in some towards Jake. “Quit being boring like everyone else is, I’m practically dyin’ of boredom over here.”

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