Wanted 🔥🥰❤️🩹 - Colson Baker x Original Female Character x Pete Davidson
Synopsis: Alex has never felt wanted. She's always been the last one chosen, the girl who no guy ever wanted. Until she met Colson and Pete. Now, she must navigate this newfound life where two guys, best friends, want her.
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Mine - Colson Baker x Original Female Character
Synopsis: Presley may look sinful on the outside, but deep down, she's innocent, guarded, and terrified of intimacy. Colson, on the other hand, is living up to his womanizer reputation as a way to cope with heartbreak. When his new guitarist invites his twin sister to join them on tour, Colson discovers that he's actually capable of feeling. Will Presley and Colson be able to push past all of the barriers trying to prevent them from happening?
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Ours - Colson Baker x Presley (Original Female Character)
Synopsis: Presley and Colson fell in love accidentally, but they were meant to be. Now that all the obstacles have been removed, they're moving in together in LA. Now, they have all the time in the world for Colson to teach Presley all of the things he knows.
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(Kill Somebody Like You Part Two Chapter Nineteen)
🔪Previous Parts Here🔪
Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, past abuse, past SA, past miscarriage, past child abuse, trap setting, trap failing (ish), boys in skirts, dancing, playful touches, teasing, unwanted touching, threats, sexism (against omegas), abuse, blood, weapons, fear, omegas being badasses, alphas being assholes, past voyeurism, past hormone cycles (mentioned), past murders, alpha posturing, family duty, power struggle, trying to find an agreement, past age gap relationship, past underage, Kells being a boss bitch, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: mature
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
The night felt wild and electric around the young omega although that could have been the neon lights of the club and soft pulsing music. Since they were throwing a private party the sound was lower than normal but the girls were still dancing because no one was supposed to know it was all a ruse. He felt free and terrified, it was the first time they'd all left the flat in quite a while and he felt strange away from his brother. He felt even more thrown knowing they were at the bar to catch someone he could reasonably call his ex. His heart was racing but that could have been from his dancing. He didn't think he could call it that, more than anything he enjoyed spinning. They'd let him dress however he wished and he'd run with that permission. His black distressed tulle skirt flowed out around him with every spin, his oversized Sex Pistols crop top kept him from overheating, and his platform boots went perfectly with his fishnet tights. It all served to make him feel like a badass. He'd been so anxious getting dressed until his adoptive father went back into his bedroom and came out five minutes later in his own knee length skirt. The boy had never felt quite so accepted.
The couple was sitting in the VIP section and even though Dom’s rut had passed two days before, they couldn't seem to stop touching each other. The Alpha had always been obsessed with his mate but his recent hormone cycle had pushed them somehow even closer. The skirt he was wearing didn't seem to help matters, he'd put it on to make their son feel safer but his fiancé obviously liked it. The omega kept his lover in his lap and his hands kept sliding up under the fabric to tease his upper thighs and ghost over his cock. They weren't supposed to be playing, they were meant to be paying attention and part of the killer was. They were surrounded by their people though and basically everyone had a weapon somewhere on them. The whole of the club had their eye out so the pair thought they didn't have to be perfectly on guard.
For the first time in months Colson felt like the boss he'd been since Travis went missing. Everyone in the building was someone he trusted or owned or controlled. He could look out and see men who were part of his inner circle, guys who ran the streets for him, and omegas they'd saved from dire circumstances. Trav himself was in the VIP section with him, Collette on one side and Tim on the other. Col was still on shaking ground with his mother but it was nice to see her so happy in her thruple. They had wanted to make a show of their power and they certainly were, there were probably more guns in the room than at an NRA conference but mostly for the time being he was enjoying playing with his partner or watching their boy spin on the dance floor. When Blain stepped away eventually and made his way to the bathroom he wasn't worried. There were so many people around and they were all keeping their eye out for the posh dressed bastard.
“I almost missed ‘em shades. You look like when we first met.” Dom purred in the boss's ear.
Kells laughed, he didn't even know why he wore them. For years they were there to keep him from being discovered but now it was just part of his armor. He didn't need them but when he was getting dressed they just felt like part of his routine- belt, rings, holster, sunglasses. “And you don't.” He teased back. It was true though. While he was dressed in one of his suits, Dom was in something completely different than his usual slacks and hoodie attire. He looked more himself somehow and Col knew it was because the boy was finally allowed to find out who that was. There was no ‘Alphas/omegas should’ between them and they wouldn't raise their kids like that either.
“Fanks.” Dom smiled. It was a simple response that meant so much more. His lover allowed him to find who he was and he was the one to lavish him with a closet full of clothes he could be comfortable in. Col let him feel safe and beautiful and ‘thanks’ would never be enough. Hell, the man let him take almost a year to find his more dominant side and accepted it probably wouldn't constantly exist. The omega loved him no matter what and they fit together like the perfect puzzle. He couldn't say all that though, not when they were sitting in the middle of a trap they set up for someone. They might be playing with each other but they had to stay alert and ready. Getting corny wouldn't benefit the situation.
Blain wet a paper towel to pat his neck with cool water and leaned down to take a drink from the tap. He knew logically he could go to the bar and order anything but it felt nice to get a moment alone. His calm vanished a moment later though when he felt someone step up too close behind him. A heavy hand fell on his hip and his gaze snapped up to find the other's reflection in the mirror. He knew before looking it wouldn't be James, the man was slim and this body felt huge. His instincts screamed to run but he was blocked in. He tried to handle it as carefully as he could. He recognized the man immediately and he cursed mentally. He didn't know how this fuck slipped inside but they couldn't deal with Colson's uncle when they had to worry about the Brit bastard.
“Not exactly child bearing hips but we can make them spread. That bitch shouldn't have stolen you from me.”
The omega took a breath and swallowed hard, he felt bile rise in his throat at the stench of the Alpha. He wanted to run but he had to be careful. He didn't know if he could get to his weapon at the small of his back. “Mum didn't steal shite. From wha’ I understand you killed wha' you made, you and ya bruv. Believe me, it ain't me.” He wanted to spit venom at the guy but he didn't want to push too hard. He understood his situation, he was alone in a room with a giant and quiet or not the music was still loud enough and the bathrooms soundproof. If he screamed he wouldn't be heard.
He watched the fucker roll his eyes and his oversized meaty hands slipped up to paw at the boy's chest. Of course there was nothing there but it still felt all wrong. He wanted to throw up all over him. “You're still sticking with that fake ass accent and bullshit story? I know you're mine. You're going to come home with us and we'll raise you right. You need to learn to be submissive to your betters.”
Blain couldn't help it, he snorted at the term that made him feel like he was home again. He could see the man look over every scar on his back that showed someone had tried to teach him just that already. “Sorry but I've been told I'm unteachable. You should probably get the fuck out before my family teaches you.” The man growled and palmed the back of his head and the next moment happened too fast to stop. His head was thrust forward and smashed into the mirror, breaking it and busting the boy's mouth. He felt other cuts but that was the worst and with crimson lips and fangs he grinned in his shattered reflection. “I know I'm pretty but ya don't ‘ave to make me kiss me’self. I'd do it anyway, especially over you.”
When the bastard moved to hurt him again the omega took advantage of his small stature and elbowed him as hard as he could in the stomach. When the grip on him loosened he made a run for it, dashing out the door and into the club proper. Of course the lumbering dick followed but when he bellowed for the boy he set off every instinct in the club. Every weapon in the room turned on him and all the acting stopped. Even the dancing girls had guns at the ready.
Dom and Colson noticed the interruption and stood the moment they realized it was over their boy. Of course they expected James but Col scoffed when he realized it was his uncle. He wasn't sure how the fucker got in but he wasn't surprised he was ruining their entire plan. It was just his luck. His lover vaulted over the railing and rushed for their boy, fully ignoring the man to let his mate deal with him. Jimmy would be their fight, this was his fiancé’s. He was pissed they'd have to deal with both in one night.
Kells made his way closer slowly, his gun drawn and pointed at the floor. There were so many weapons already on his uncle, he didn't need to add his. Besides, he wanted to show how little the man scared him now. “What are you doing in my place? Hell, in my town anymore?” He asked when he reached the three. Blain was bleeding but it didn't look ER worthy. He'd hold and soothe his boy as soon as the trouble was passed but Dom was doing a damn good job of it.
“I came for what you owe me.” The asshole responded simply. Somehow he couldn't get it through his head that Blain wasn't his.
“I don't owe you shit. Even if that was your kid I wouldn't owe you anything. You destroy everything you touch, or at least you fucking try. What's fucked up is that you try so damn hard to break everything but the only one you really succeeded in ending was your own kid. Mom and I survived you.” He didn't mean to be so honest but he couldn't stop himself. He wanted to hurt the man who didn't care about anything. “You need to get the fuck out of my sight before I allow someone to end you too. There's a lot of guns on you right now and I know a few of them might be tweaking. One wrong move and oops. No one but your brother would even give a shit. You're not my problem tonight though and you need to go. Now.”
The man started to respond but one of the guns on him was shoved into his temple. It took Kells a moment to realize he didn't recognize the man holding it. “I suggest you listen, sir. I don't know what brought you here but my mate isn't yours. You hurt what's mine and I am not as forgiving as Mr. Baker.” Oh. Oh shit. There were only so many Brits that would enter the bar for the night and most of them were family. He could only think of one person that could be behind that gun and it drove him crazy that this was how they were meeting. They weren't supposed to be on the same fucking side.
“Who are you to talk to me about my omega? When did the British invasion happen again fucks sake?” Col’s uncle glared at the other Alpha as if they both couldn't help posturing, which pissed the boss off more. He had meant to bring James here to prove that he, an omega, was more terrifying than any Alpha but here he was, butting heads with the Alpha that caused him the most strife growing up.
“I don't know where you gathered the belief sir but I can swear to you this omega is already promised. From what I have heard here tonight it sounds as if you tend to put your hands on many things that don't belong to you but I will not allow it for this one. You are no longer simply messing with an American family, ours is far older and more frightening. If I shoot you I will get away with it, but I'll ruin my suit.” The pompous ass confused Col when he tilted his head in Dom's direction with the word 'our'. It felt like an answer the killer wouldn't want but he could already see it. While the hair was long and softly ginger he had almost the same eyes as his mate. There were things about him he couldn't ignore that reminded him of his love. It was strange to see what Dom could have ended up as. He was happy he hadn't.
“Speak for ya’self you self righteous fuck! You don't own me neither.” Blain spit blood on the Alpha's suit just to spite him. “And I ain't part of neither of ya families, I got me own.”
James rolled his eyes and arched a brow as he looked down at himself. His barrel never wavered as he inspected the mess but instead of being too upset it seemed to make the man smile. “Happy to see your spirits returned my love.”
“Fuck you!” The young omega tried to launch himself at the man but his father caught him in the air and spun him around before settling him back down. It made their skirts flare and looked more like a dance than the beginning of a fight. “No, let me! It's my bloody fault! Let me take ‘em!”
Dom's heart ached at the pain in their boy's voice. It felt all too familiar to his own so many times in the past. He turned them until his body was blocking the sight of the other two Alphas and he laid his palms on Blain's shoulders. “It ain't your fault. If anyfing it's mine. You ain't responsible for nuffin ‘ere. Don't let ‘em fuck wiv ya ‘ead. When he says you ‘is jus’ remember, you was mine first and always.” With the implication from James about their relation he felt even weirder to remind them both of that fact but he wouldn't let his boy feel the weight of the world.
“It is your fault if I do say so myself. You stole everything from my family. Everything! You widowed my mother and left me to pick up the pieces.” Jimmy spoke out of turn and the killer huffed. He felt rage through every fiber of his being and the smile that Blain had given him started to drop as his eyes flashed red.
Dom turned to face the other Alphas but he knew he wasn't supposed to step into this fight. Not yet. His lover was supposed to run him off. “And if you ‘ad bloody well been strong enough for the weight of it and not turned out jus’ like ‘im I wouldn't ‘ave to add you to me list.”
There. There it was. A small flinch under the man's green eyes. A gentle shake of his hand. That threat did something to James and they both caught it. Dom shared a look with his lover and stepped back. First one bastard, then the other. They could both understand the nerves if James ever looked up even one picture of Dom's kills. Even the omega could get overwhelmed by the darkness his partner carried, he just loved all of him so it became a beauty instead of making him a beast. Colson stepped closer to the man who nearly destroyed him, he found it interesting how his old fear was lessening the longer he was around him. He looked old, tired, lonely, and broken down. What he didn't look like anymore was the boogeyman who haunted his dreams for over a decade.
“You need to leave. You and your brother both need to pack up and get out of LA. I might be under watch but not everyone in this room is. Get the fuck out. Because I could very easily slip my family out of here and let my people take care of you. So…” He paused, slipping down his glasses and letting his eyes flash the color that betrayed his designation. He wanted the man to know it was an omega that demanded him gone. An omega he'd tried so hard to make feel small. An omega he'd used and tossed away like trash. It was that creature that turned it around on him now and proved who the trash really was. “What's your decision?”
The old Alpha stared daggers back at his nephew but no one was allowing him to choose. A few of Col’s boys came up to push him along but he took his first step to go by himself. He backed down. The boss let it be the win it was and he felt it down to his soul. The room quieted until he was led out and all the weapons turned on James. He scoffed softly and tucked his own gun away before running his hands down his lapels and straightening his jacket. “You realize that we were just on the same side, yes? I helped you.”
“Am I supposed to think that means you're done trying to kill us or just that you didn't like someone sniffing around what you wrongfully think is yours?” Kells was already tired. All the strength he'd gathered in himself to face James and set this plan in motion had faded with his bastard uncle walking out. There was a high of his win thrumming through his veins but more than anything he wanted to go home and curl up with his mate and children.
“I'm not trying to kill you… exactly.” The other Alpha explained. “But as I've said, your attack dog killed very important men, it's my duty to find their revenge.”
“I thought you wanted your omega.” Colson felt as if the wind had gone out of the stranger as well but he couldn't explain why he thought so. He didn't know him well enough to know the difference but there was just something about his aura that felt.. off. For lack of a better word. Though that tease seemed to get a reaction out of him it was one he didn't expect. The man glanced to Blain and clenched his jaw, swallowing hard. “Or not.”
“I've come to realize wedding a child bride who understands nothing of duty will not suit me. Though if he changes his mind-”
“I'll change your bloody mind wiv a fucking bullet!” Blain hissed from beside his father.
James started to smile before he seemed to remind himself of something and found his control again. “A willful child bride to be sure and I have no time to raise him properly.”
“So let me get this straight, you no longer want the omega you were just claiming to my uncle, and all you want now is justice for your family because of a fucking duty?” Kells didn't mean to growl but it pissed him off how simple this man was. Every time he said ‘duty’ it seemed like pulling teeth.
Before Jimmy Boy could answer Dom stepped closer. Something was bugging him about the way the other Alpha was acting. “You'll so fucking quickly drop who ya claim to love but not some revenge plot you don't even believe in? You barely older ‘an me, if you even is. Do you really even give a shite? I know ‘ow me dad was. I know ‘ow Blain's was. I can't imagine yours was any better. Why do you care more about duty to people who don't exist anymore over a boy you told you love ‘im? I ain't saying I'd allow ya anywhere near ‘im but bloody ‘ell you proving me right.”
“I don't have to prove anything to you. I just have to kill you. I have to. You don't understand.” There was that twitch under his eye again and a strain in his voice. Dom would almost feel sorry for him if he wasn't so fucking annoying.
“You've failed. Repetitively. Seriously, multiple times. If you want to keep flirting with my mate through text over your shitty attempts I guess you can. But eventually the feds won't be watching us anymore and well…” Colson paused, his gaze flicking to his lover. “I can't keep my attack dog on his leash forever.”
“Now now luv, don't doubt you always got me lead in ‘and.” Dom purred, putting his arms around his mate's neck.
Kells smiled and opened his jacket, tucking his weapon away to prove how little the man worried him. His hands settled on Dom's forearms and he turned his head to kiss the killer's cheek. He wanted to drag him home and take him straight to bed but he'd have to wait. Not long though, he wouldn't stand for it. “I guess you're right, baby. I'll be the one sicing you on his ass.”
His Alpha chuckled in a way that felt so close to how he'd acted during his rut that it made Col wet between his thighs. It was almost a pavlovian response now and he wondered if it would be forever.
“So what was tonight? You just wish to show off?” James demanded after clearing his throat. He kept looking between the pair and their boy who Dom had left to his own devices. Blain had plucked a blade from his boot and was biting on the end while swinging his skirt back and forth like a bell tolling out the late hour. Or the man's end. It obviously ruffled his feathers.
“I don't have to show off. Your family doesn't exist anymore. You have a name and a history but nothing else. We can be acquaintances or enemies, it's your choice. But I will say it was nice of you to give us a few days break.” Kells admitted.
James arched a brow and fidgeted with his suit again. His cheeks went pink and the pair had to fight not to laugh. “Quite right. It didn't seem a fair game when two of the players were… indisposed. But you're free of your cycle now. I didn't say I would stop forever. I just want him to be of sound mind when I kill him.”
“I'm sure tha's it.” Dom snorted.
“Think about what I've said. I rarely offer to let someone go who fired a gun at me. No matter how shitty their aim. Just think about it. I'll take you out if I have to but at least some of us still care about hurting Blain. He obviously thinks there's something in you or he wouldn't be so pissed. Now…” Kells paused for a moment and James took the moment to speak up.
“Let me guess, ‘get the fuck out?’” He sounded bored but there was pain in his eyes as he looked at the young omega.
The age gap made Col sick but if it saved them trouble he'd use the past relationship to break the fucker. He wouldn't allow him near the boy but he could at least gauge how serious the Alpha had been. It hurt him to see his son hurting. “Something like that.”
“And do I have a time limit on your offer?”
“As long as you're not actively trying for us I won't push you. But try us again and I'll accept that as your answer. Thank you for your help tonight, though I'm surprised you sounded like you had something against forcing young omegas to do what you want.” He couldn't only be nice to the man, not after everything he'd done to his boy. His words obviously wounded the fuck but he couldn't tell how deep. It could be as simple as he didn't like an insult or as deep as he actually had regrets. He didn't know and he didn't much care. He just wanted the bastard gone and since they couldn't kill him easily this was his only real choice. He wasn't a fan of being mature honestly.
“I'll um… I'll get back to you.” James sighed before actually bowing and turning to leave. It was hard for them to believe it would be so easy but it seemed at least for the night it would be.
It was almost comical for Dom, the sound of so many guns being locked and holstered made the itch in his brain settle a little. “I fink it's time we get ‘ome?” He asked softly, whispering against his mate's ear. The omega shivered and pressed against him, his stiff form going lax in his partner's hold. He couldn't seem to look away from the door as if he were waiting for one of them to storm back in saying ‘ha ha you thought!’ before blowing them all up.
He finally looked away when their son burrowed into his chest for a hug which he happily gave, wrapping his arms around him and patting his back softly. “I didn't know he was like all of ‘em.” Blain whispered and Kells decidedly stayed quiet. He didn't want to say the wrong thing but something felt off about the way the man had spoken. “Can we please go ‘ome? I need to clean up.”
“I'm sorry he ruined your outfit. You look amazing tonight.” He tried to soothe.
“You really fink so?” He sniffled. “It were really expensive.” Blain made a noise between a laugh and a sob that made Colson hold him tighter.
“I don't think I've ever been so fucking proud of you kiddo.” He joked, making both his Brits laugh. Dom wrapped his arms around them both and held his family together.
“Your uncle may be wrong about where our boy comes from but you certainly ‘is mum.” The Alpha tried to lighten the mood.
“Let's go home. I think maybe tonight we all have a sleepover in the living room, huh? You can pick the movie.” Col needed his mate but he needed his family too. They could fuck any time but their son needed them. Hell, they'd probably have time for a quickie while Blain bathed. He needed to take care of everyone, not just himself and Dom.
“Will ya make me cake batter for the popcorn Da? Like you used to?”
“Cake batter? On popcorn?” Kells grumbled as he started to lead them out too. Others could take care of shutting the place down and dismissing everyone. He had better things to focus on.
“Yeah. When I was little he would make movie theater popcorn and chocolate cake batter. You mix it together and it's delicious. I ain't ‘ad it in a long time.” The boy explained. It was always so comforting.
“I'm divorcing you both, I swear.” The boss laughed as they left the neon lights and pulsing music behind for a family night in at home.
Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 💛
The plot is plotting and the boys are being badass. I'm so proud of Blain for standing up for himself but I hope they can fix this without too much bloodshed (though of course there will be some somewhere). I hope you're still enjoying this because I certainly am ❤️🔥🖤
(Kill Somebody Like You Part Two Chapter Eighteen)
🔪Previous Parts Here🔪
Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, past abuse, past SA, top Dom, bottom Cols, mating cycle, Dom in rut, dirty talk, deep throating a Gatorade bottle, trying to ignore a mate for toast, grinding, teasing, slight voyeurism, kitchen sex, rough sex, bruises, anal play, spitting, blow jobs, cum sharing, stumbling make outs, planning, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: explicit AF
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
The couple had gotten their older son calmed down as best they could before Colson slipped away to find Gatorade and toast. His body was exhausted and his stomach empty but he could feel himself still dripping wet between his thighs for no other reason besides his mate being in rut. At least he assumed that was why. It drained him of water and made him ravenously thirsty but of course he wanted to take care of his family first. He thought he was leaving his fiancé to care for their boys but as he was standing in front of the open fridge he felt something behind him. He didn't feel like stopping his deep drink of the neon fluid but he turned his head enough to see.
“Good boy, keeping ya stamina up. Need to stay ‘ydrated so you can squirt for me.” Whatever he was expecting his killer to say it certainly wasn't that. He wasn't used to dominant horny Dom but he was scared he'd come to love this side of him too much and he'd miss it when the rut hormones had passed. Instead of showing any of that he rolled his eyes visibly and turned back to the cool air. Everything felt stuffy and too much and more than anything he wanted to go back to bed and get naked. Maybe have a cool shower at some point. He felt like a mermaid out of water for fucks sake.
He stepped back enough to close the door as he finished his drink. Of course that pressed him back against Dom but he tried to ignore the rush of heat and electricity that flashed when their skin touched. He took a shaking breath and walked away, stopping at the counter to retrieve his toast and when he turned to the island to prepare his simple breakfast he felt tracked and trapped like prey. He wouldn't look directly at his partner, it felt like a challenge, but he could see him watching from the corner of his eye and felt the weight of his gaze like a touch on his skin. “If you're hungry I'll make you some toast.” He offered but his voice felt thready. Dom just chuckled and went for a glass of water at the sink.
Col felt as if he could take a breath when his mate was distracted and it gave him a moment to butter his bread. The first bite tasted like heaven and just proved how many calories he'd burned. He was starving but it felt like a pit he'd never fill. He was famished for so much more than food. “Actually I am about ready to eat.” He didn't even hear the Alpha move until he was whispering in his ear and he full body shivered as the shorter man pressed himself against his back. He tried to ignore him, he fought to focus on his food. It was a small meal and he knew he only needed a few moments but with his lover kissing his neck it was hard to focus on anything.
Dominic growled when he realized he was being disregarded. He didn't like it on a good day because it felt too much like when he was young but now his instincts were roaring that his omega wasn't allowed to do that. His cock ached in his shorts where it was pressed against the other's ass but it wasn't enough. It couldn't be. His hands ghosted down Col’s sides until he gripped the sides of his sweats and he tugged them down to his knees. Colson scoffed but didn't show any other response to his play and just continued eating. It drove him mad that he could act like that. “Ignore me all ya want princess but I can smell ‘ow wet you are. Pussy a mess for me. Ya sweats already stained. Ya mind may be able to ignore me but ya body is begging me wiv ya scent to bend ya over and make you cum. Breed you. I bet if I jus’ wait like ‘is you'll make a puddle on the floor.”
Dom was right about that at least and Colson knew it. If his partner just stood there long enough, his energy and scent and touch all over him, he'd drip and drip until the floor underneath them was drenched. He was also correct in his assessment that his body was begging for his Alpha's knot but he didn't want to show it. He was already so hard it hurt and his core felt swollen with need. His heartbeat was throbbing in his cunt and if he didn't get filled soon he might actually cry. It was a strange juxtaposition since he was mentally fighting all of it and trying to remain bored. “This has got to be some kind of health hazard. Biological- um… bio- shit.” He couldn't make his language function properly, his mind felt too cloudy already as Dom all but made out with his throat.
“Should I put it…” Dom trailed off, his voice already shot. His palms groped at Col’s ass and he spread him open, one thumb hooking teasingly in his hole. He was still just slightly open from the toy fuck the day before and the sight of his pretty pink insides was almost too much for the boy. It was barely a glimpse, his mate was always so tight but he wanted to open him up and play with his guts. Wait- He wasn't sure if he meant that sexually or otherwise but with the older man it was always a mix of both and he'd never hurt him. He tugged a little more before shoving his thumb deeper. He let it stay a moment to enjoy the overwhelming heat but he pulled free and moved his hand further down. With his other he pushed Kells to lean over and he stepped back, his gaze dropping to stare at even pinker skin. Wetter. Beautiful.
“You're growling again.” Col tried to tease but it felt like a whimper. It was an odd position he was in and he had no idea what his mate was planning, his stomach was flipping at the prospect of taking a foot of cock in his ass. He was trembling but he tried to finish his meal. He was sure there were more crumbs on the counter than he had bread in his belly but there wasn't much he could do about it. His Alpha was boss for the time being.
“You're talking again when ya should be…” Dom trailed off and elbowed Colson's legs wider. He slipped a finger through his lover's folds and spit on his already wet skin. When Kells couldn't hold back a soft moan he grinned. “Tha’ yeah. Do more of it.”
“Make me.” The omega shrugged and he knew it was throwing down a gauntlet to challenge a beast. Every touch made him shiver and every sound was almost too much. He felt almost overstimulated which didn't make any sense but Dom was the only thing calming him. He was the only thing that didn't feel maddening.
A dark chuckle danced over his skin as his lover stepped closer again and he felt his cockhead teasing from one hole to the other and back again. “You lucky I'm in rut or I might be quite a pain in ya arse right now.” He joked. “But… I don't fink tha's wha' either of us need. Is it?”
Col's palms slapped down on the marble but he kept himself from speaking out loud. His body spoke for him even though he fought it, his ass canting back when he felt Dom close to his cunt again. Dom growled low and pressed forward, their thrust matching and sliding them together. His dick hit home and his hands searched out the cold counter so he could lock his prey- his partner in place. He wanted to grab the man's hips but he worried he'd already bruised him so instead he held on tight and hoped his didn't break the marble.
“Careful. Don't- it's expensive.” Colson groaned when he worried he heard something snap. When he felt fabric falling against the skin of his legs he realized it was just his sweats. His mate had him far too spread out and he'd broken them. Of course in his eagerness he had to destroy something, the omega was just glad it wasn't himself. Yet.
“Ain't ‘eard tha' in a bit.” Dom laughed but it quickly faded to a groan. The squeeze of his lover's inner walls was too much for glee, it pushed him straight to nirvana. His hips rocked forward and back in a brutal pace, sweat breaking out over every inch of them both. Their skin was trying to stick together wherever they touched which for once wasn't near as much as it normally was. He was well and truly making his omega present for him, the man was bent over like a bitch in heat. The only place they fully touched was where they were joined, where they fucked rough and quick and dirty. “Fink we'll get caught?” He rasped but he knew they could be heard easily if anyone got close enough to the doors. It was oddly exhilarating to risk being seen. Funny since they'd purposely been watched the day before.
It felt filthy to be bent over and fucked where they ate but somehow that just pushed Col even closer. That golden edge was rushing to him no matter how little he gave into the pleasure. He was being used like a fuck doll and he loved every second. He felt worshiped even though he was barely touched. He felt desperate for more and cast adrift. His cock was aching where it was grinding between his belly and the counter top but it was distant to the rapture in his core. He was being bounced like a fucking pin ball between Dom and the island and he couldn't wait for the neon explosion showing they won.
Dom's feet started to slip on the floor, he was pounding his lover so hard and his omega was truly that soaked already. He gripped the top harder and tried to keep his balance, he was too far gone to stop and get his footing safer. The slap of his balls against Colson's skin echoed louder off the walls than it ever did in their bedroom. It would make him blush if he ever felt much shame.
“Can't- can't knot me. Not here.” The boss panted out but his voice broke off in a moan. The thought almost broke him but they both knew they couldn't be locked together that long in a room everyone used. They already weren't being fair. His thighs burned as he matched his mate thrust for thrust. He realized as he stared down at himself in the black marble that he definitely hadn't had enough to drink. His hands were slippery on the counter and he was pretty sure he'd already spilled it back out in his sweat and slick.
“Fine. You better bloody- fuckme- cum for me ‘en.” The Alpha growled as he sped up his moves and angled his dick just right. It wasn't hard for him, it already hit everything that brought his lover pleasure. Hell, half of it would do. His chest heaved for breath but he kept rolling, his palms dropping to finally grope Colson's thighs. He couldn't stop himself anymore. He knew he was leaving marks and he swore mentally to kiss them better later but his inner monster loved the idea of marking up his mate's beautiful inked skin. He felt the squeeze of the omega's pussy get tighter, that telltale clenching that promised he was about to gush. He didn't move an inch or change a thing, he knew damn well better than that by now.
“Al- Alphaaa!” Col’s voice went high pitched as that coil in his belly snapped and he felt himself shatter. Slick painted his thighs and Dom's as his cock jerked pearly white on the dark marble. His palms slapped down again, he didn't know what the fuck to do with his hands. His body felt alive like nothing else could make him feel but he wouldn't be satisfied until Dom- “Fuck!”
Kells cried out as the killer pulled his dick free and his hands made quick work of turning him around. Once they were face to face the Alpha started pushing him to his knees before stroking himself fast and hard. It took the older man a moment to catch up, his body was still wracked with pleasure. When he finally realized what his Alpha was demanding of him his jaw went slack from surprise. Of course the boy took that as permission and he supposed it was. He wouldn't deny his fiancé, not when he'd just cum like that.
Dom’s cockhead barely fit inside his lover's mouth, he was almost too wide for Kells to blow him and he normally wouldn't ask. He had to spill in some part of Colson and while he'd prefer knotting his cunt, his lips would have to do. He couldn't stop himself long enough to make their way to bed. The sight of Col's lips straining to stretch around his dick had him trembling and he fought himself not to thrust. One hand made a fist around his knot and the other stroked himself off. The squeeze wasn't perfect but it was enough. His mate was always perfect even if his instincts were raging for him to breed.
Colson felt even more a sex doll on his knees in the middle of his kitchen with his mouth stuffed full of his lover's cock. He suckled as best he could and stared up at the man he knew he'd be fucking again before long. Would they make it back to bed for the next round? The first spurt of cum painted his tongue and tickled the back of his throat. He couldn't help but moan at the taste and he saw what the vibrations did to his Alpha. Dom's red gaze never left his as he jacked himself off inside his omega's waiting mouth. Their taste were combined on the soft skin of his shaft and he tried to lick it clean but he was just drooling a mess. He was quickly distracted by the look of rapture on the killer's face as his orgasm hit in earnest.
Dom normally went quiet in his pleasure but he was sure he was growling through it now. He stripped himself rough and watched his lover try to swallow every drop that emptied down his throat. His knees felt weak but he held himself up and with their eyes still locked he knew something. He wouldn't be able to wait long before dragging his mate somewhere they could join the right way. He needed more. He needed everything.
Colson choked when his partner spilled too fast but he tried to catch as much as he could. It felt like too much of a waste to let it land anywhere else, his hormones were screaming that it should all be buried in his womb. He was sure he looked like a mess, he could feel his eyes and sinuses burn but his fiancé watched him as if he was the most beautiful thing and it made him wet all over again. Maybe he was still cumming too, he honestly wasn't sure.
“Fuck ‘is.” Dom huffed before he gently pushed Col off his cock and he pulled his shorts back up to tuck himself away.
“What? What's wrong?” Kells mumbled, his lips felt numb as hell and his emotions too sensitive.
“Nuffin. You perfect. Too fucking perfect.” Dominic grumbled as if he were annoyed by the fact. He just pulled his partner up and got him covered too. The moment he was presentable enough the Alpha pulled him up and into his arms. “We going to bed. You need me in ya guts but not like tha'.”
“I… need you?” He whimpered back. He wasn't doubting but it felt an odd way to phrase it since he wasn't the one in his cycle. He assumed it was just his inner beast needing to be in control and prideful.
“Don't yas?” Dom stopped walking and looked down at him. For once he didn't look scared or shaken, just playful and sure of himself. It made Col’s pussy tingle and his heart flutter.
“More than anything. Breed me?” The plea made Dom crave him too much and instead of carrying him off he leaned down and pressed their lips together. These weren't come down kisses, they were raw and desperate, wet and messy. Their teeth clinked and their tongues twined, their spit mingling between them until they both tasted like their sex. Kells fed him their combined flavor and he savored every bit. The omega groaned when he felt himself pressed against a wall and somehow Dom managed to turn him in his hold until he could wrap his legs around the Alpha's waist and his arms around his neck. “Breed me?” He begged again.
They fell against every surface possible until they reached their bedroom door and fell through it until eventually Colson found himself sitting on top of his dresser. Dom was wedged so tight between his thighs that the killer could barely get a hand between them but once he did he ripped the fabric of Col’s sweatpants. He pushed his own shorts down only enough to free his cock before he was easing himself back inside where he belonged. Their moans echoed together and their lips tried to stay locked, mostly they just panted each other's air and clung together.
They didn't thrust, they couldn't handle being that far apart. Dom just kept his dick deep and grinded. Their touches wandered the drenched skin of the other as they writhed out their rapture again. It took no time at all for his knot to pop, it had barely had time to go down. Nails clawed at pale skin when Col hit that peak and pulled Dom over that edge with him. The omega pushed against the furniture and knocked his mate off kilter until the psycho stumbled back and fell against the mattress. Their bodies kept rocking until every drop could be spilled, their bodies soaked and shaking.
“Better?” Kells teased, though his voice was barely above a breath.
“Perfect.” Dom sighed happily and spent. He was sure it wasn't over yet but at least the need was quenched for the moment. “I love you.” He tried to fix the roughness he'd shown with gentle words and a soft kiss but he knew his lover found him just as sweet no matter what he did.
“I know. I love you too, you corny bitch.” He grinned and Dom smiled back. He wasn't sure if they were done with the other's cycle but it was the quiet moments they shared that made their bond even stronger. He just hoped they had enough time between rounds now to fit in time for him to feed their son.
“You was so fucking sexy talking out ya plan and being a good mum. I fink a night out at the club would be good. Love to see ya dance for me.” Dom purred, gently caressing his partner's cheek with his knuckles.
“Woah there cowboy, I don't fucking dance and you're not allowed to watch the girls either.”
“I don't want ‘em girls. Jus' you.”
“Fine, but if we're making a show of my strength and the omega's he fucking with, maybe you should be the one dancing for me.” The boss teased back before sighing. “It's gonna be fucking weird leaving the apartment but I think it's the best we got right now. Either he'll be scared off or he'll be dumb enough to make a damn move and then we can off his ass in self defense. Maybe it'll be nice to get out and feel like myself again but we need to be careful with Blain. I'm worried he still loves this bastard.”
“We'll figure it out. Ain't like we can go out yet anyways.” The killer hummed, pulling his mate in for another kiss. They would deal with the trouble when they had to, for now they were too wrapped up in each other and part of him, as exhausted as he was already, never wanted his rut to end. It was the first one he actually found himself enjoying any part of.
Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 💛
They can never stay apart too long but this one might be the record 🤭 I don't think Dom is the only one in his cycle but I suppose we'll see. Their plan might be interesting but let's hope James isn't listening and will hopefully be willing to back down. If only for Blain. I just feel bad for whoever has to clean the kitchen 😂 I hope you're still enjoying their story, the plot will return soon ❤️🔥🖤
(Kill Somebody Like You Part Two Chapter Seventeen)
🔪Previous Parts Here🔪
Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, past abuse, past SA, threats, cursing, baby fic, family time, Dom in rut, accidental falls, post coital mornings, teasing, risk of (crappy) assassin, past age gap relationship, teasing, playful boys, Blain trying to help, poor birds and bees talk, Dom and Kells attempting to be good parents, grand plans, traps, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: mature
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
“Don't move.” Colson smirked when his Alpha playfully growled against his shoulder. He had woken up a while before and let himself bask in the morning post coital mess that they were. He needed to piss and chug some water before their son woke up and needed-
“Where the fuck is Punk? Didn't he fall asleep on the bed?” His voice was gravel from all the whimpering and moaning he'd done during their night but alarmed all the same. It had Dom waking up faster and glancing over him.
“Fuck? Punk?” Well just because he was awake it didn't mean his brain was exactly working. Ruts were exhausting and he was still running on fumes and id, his baser instincts- he'd be desperate for another fuck before long and they both knew it.
Kells arched a brow and scoffed at his lover. “What the fuck was that? You think he's gonna answer your ass? Seriously? ‘Punk’? What's he gonna say? ‘Yo dad, I'm in the upside down'?” Even annoyed he wasn't vitriolic. He loved his idiot. It struck him suddenly that he must not be very aware yet either because if their baby wasn't in bed he might have fallen. He moved to look over the bed and Dom’s eyes went wide as his omega pulled off his cock roughly and way too quick. “He's not there. What the hell?” He asked, slipping even further until he could check if the little one rolled off and under the bed. They were close enough to the floor and his carpet was expensive enough to be soft so he wasn't incredibly worried about Punk being hurt. Besides, Alpha babies were strong so they didn't really have to worry about the normal risks but still. He hid under the bed as a boy and the prospect put a pit in his stomach.
“Luv?” Dom’s voice was slightly more alive.
“Where the fuck is our baby?”
“Luv?”
“I can't- I don't see him. It's dark under- give me your phone!”
“Cols!”
“What?!” The boss near shouted as he tried to push himself back up, failed, and fell mostly off the bed. He took a deep breath as he laid in his own wreckage for a moment and watched as his partner leaned over to look at him. The killer raised the edge of a blanket and waved it at him.
“I don't fink we put a blanket on ourselves. Pretty sure our boy is safe and sound in anover room. You ‘urt?”
Colson huffed and shook his head. “Only my fucking pride.”
“Good, nuffin important ‘en. Get back up ‘ere.”
Kells fought a smile. He didn't want to be charmed by his mate being an asshole but that type of humor was one of his love languages. Dom was always so fucking sweet it was nice to see his rut made him a bit of a dick. Or perhaps he just trusted their relationship more finally that he wasn't scared to be playful. He started to push up on his elbows but before he could get very far his fiancé had already rolled off his side of the bed and ran around it to pick him up. It should piss him off to be picked up bridal style and completely nude but with Dom in full rut and putting off mating hormones like a whore house, he was surprised at himself how much he enjoyed it.
“Easy there Gone With the Wind, we should probably make sure you're right before you do anything to get us stuck again. We don't want to look like shit parents already do we?” He teased, patting his lover's chest.
“Gone wiv the wha’ now? Wha’ you even saying?” Dom grumbled but he knew exactly what his mate meant. When Colson just gave him a look he rolled his eyes and gently set him feet first on the floor. His cycle did not want to let them out of bed.
“Besides, if I don't get a drink I might actually get heat stroke.”
“I'll show you a bloody ‘eat stroke.” The Alpha huffed as his lover made his way to their bathroom though Kells stopped and looked back at him.
“What did that even mean? You think my digs are hard to understand? You're a psycho.”
“Sociopath. Not sure ‘ow many times I ‘ave to tell yas.” The killer teased.
Col huffed and shook his head. He had other things to focus on than his silly boy. His bladder was full and there was no time to play, he had to make sure his son was safe. He wouldn't normally worry so much but they'd had multiple people in the Four Seasons bothering them too recently. He would feel like a shit mom if he didn't at least check.
“You seen the Jim phone?” Dom called out from the bedroom and Col realized they hadn't been woken up by any annoying threatening calls all night. That was odd. Jimmy Boy always bothered them.
“No. But I haven't exactly been looking. Be right there.”
Dominic rolled his bottom lip between his fangs and found a pair of shorts to pull on. He wasn't worried about Punk because he trusted his family to watch out for him but he didn't want anyone else messing with the Alpha arse who was trying, albeit terribly, to kill him. He didn't want to risk anyone else becoming a target. “I'll check.” He called back and left the room before Col could respond. That was another problem with his rut, it turned all of his instincts up to eleven- sex and protection among other things. It also made his ADHD an absolute mess and if he found a problem it needed to be solved right away.
He found at least one answer as soon as he opened their bedroom door and it was a relief to see his sons together. He may not have been worried for Punk but it was still nice to have the visual reassurance he had been cared for all night and both boys were asleep together on the couch. Blain had the infant on his chest and they'd obviously crashed watching tv, the light was still flashing on them. What caught his attention next was what worried him though, the other Alpha's cellphone was on the coffee table next to them. Their older boy had snuck in at some point and taken both the phone and the baby. It was a sweet gesture but he still didn't like it. He didn't want the omega any more traumatized by the posh dick.
Before he could step closer and retrieve it his lover walked in behind him and sighed with relief. “Well at least one of us is a good parent.” Col teased about their adoptive son but he knew neither of them wanted that for Blain. Dom had grown up raising his sisters and any other children his parents left in his care. They wanted their boy to have his own time but he seemed to enjoy spending it with Punk.
“He took the phone.” The Alpha gestured to the table and Colson nodded. It didn't worry him but it obviously bothered Dom. “He shouldn't fink he's gotta do tha’! I don't want ‘im to get ‘urt again! I'm supposed to bloody protect ‘im and ‘ere he is-” Before he could finish his rant his young omega was waking up and staring over at him.
“‘Ere I am wha'? Trying to fix wha’ I broke? He's after me ain't he? We used to be friends. You can't treat me like a babe anymore Da, I ain't one. I'm grown enough I could ‘ave one of my own. I jus’ wanted to ask ‘im…” The boy trailed off as he sat up and sighed. There was obviously a weight on his chest more than just his little brother and a pit in his stomach.
“Ask him what kiddo?” Col prompted as he crouched in front of the boy.
Spring green eyes filled with tears as Blain shook his head. The pain in his face grew worse and Colson slid the baby from his arms and handed him to Dom before he sat next to Blain and wrapped him in a hug. He was never very good at emotions but he knew a little more than his partner. “I jus’ wanted to know how the fuck we got ‘ere! He said he loved me and now he's trying to kill my family! I wanted to know how the bloody hell he could be this cold to me after everyfing!”
“What is ‘everything’ if you don't mind me asking? You said before that you let him touch you?” The omega asked gently. It wasn't his business but in a way it was. There were old laws and technically Blain was theirs now. If James did too much against the boy when he was young well… There were always ways of getting revenge.
“Not tha’. Not… not completely. We didn't- I…” The boy blushed. “Jus’ mostly but not- I don't know!”
“Maybe now ain't the time to ask luv, I'm already worked up, we don't need nuffin setting me off on a war paf.” Colson was sure his mate was supposed to sound threatening but his inability to pronounce a damn ‘th’ sound would always make him adorable in the boss's eyes. He couldn't help it.
“Fine, you don't have to answer. I just thought we could use that to get him off our backs.”
“It's been too long and there ain't no proof.” Blain explained sniffling.
“Too long? Wha' ya mean? You barely a teenager!” It certainly didn't take Dom much to get set off but that especially was always his trigger.
“Chill Da, I were twelve I fink. I consented and we didn't-” The young omega’s teeth clinked he shut his jaw so hard the moment he noticed his father's eyes flash red. He'd been trying to fix the problem, not make him angrier. “Is he… growling?” He whispered to his mother and Colson let out a nervous half laugh and shrugged.
“It's not you. He's just a bit…” Well, Col didn't know how to explain a rut without getting too deep about anything else. He wasn't sure he was ready for the full birds and the bees talk, even if his boy knew a lot of truth.
Dominic took a deep breath and tried to shake his rage off. It wasn't directed at anyone in the room and he couldn't do shite about it. He never wanted to scare his family and Blain was looking at him wide eyed. “I'm sorry. It ain't you. Jus' um…”
“For two supposed adults you suck at grown up talk. I'm old enough to know wha’ a rut is. Ya do remember I've ‘ad multiple Alpha's trying for me yeah? Ain't daft. Besides, the bloody internet exists.” It was the adults turn to flush and it made Blain feel warmth that he was able to make them squirm. He knew it meant they cared and wanted to do right by him. “James ‘ad one when… I ‘elped him.”
Of course that revelation set the Alpha on edge again but he was able to control himself from anything drastic. He had a baby in his arms which seemed to help and with the way his older son looked up at him pleadingly it kept him from running off and doing away with the bastard.
“I'm sorry. I know you're ashamed of me now but I did it cause of love. I thought.” Blain whimpered.
“Wha' the fuck? I ain't ashamed of yas. I'm pissed at ‘im for ‘urting ya. You me son, if you wanna fuck anyfing tha’ moves I'll get yas some rubbers and STI tests. But I want it to be because you feel safe and loved. Jus' like I do wiv ya mum.” Dom explained softly.
“You can't be saying tha’. You can't mean you was each other's firsts?” The boy was shocked and his voice showed it.
Col snorted at the words, he had such a surprised laugh for a reaction and his fiancé just arched a brow at him. “I was his first but… Well uh. He was my first Alpha I willingly got with. Just not my first first.” Colson explained.
“Aye. I was too scared of it until ‘im. But we ‘elped each over. Tha's wha’ love is, you ‘elp each over change and grow. You discover shite tog'ever. I don't want you missing out on summat beautiful cause you ‘ung up on an arse. But neiver one is wrong. Sleeping around or not it's all about wha’ you want, and I would never be ashamed of yas unless you ‘urt someone on purpose by taking away ‘eir consent. You understand?” Dom rarely talked so much and never when he was in rut but he wanted to reassure the boy.
“It's not on you. Okay? Whatever James is doing or whether he listens to you or not… it's not on you. It's on him.” Col tried to help soothe. “We love you the same no matter what.”
“I told him to stop. I didn't bargain. I didn't do shite I jus’... But he says he can't. He says he can never stop. He didn't sound anyfing like himself. He kept talking about family honor and he sounded jus’ like my dad. It was awful.” The boy explained. He looked heartbroken all over again.
“Maybe we should have a meeting with him? Like set a real one up and just fucking talk to him. We can show him our family isn't one to be fucked with. We can set something up here. Downstairs. Or at one of my clubs. Hell, we can throw a fucking party with everyone who works for us and prove how much we have on our side. He thinks he's old mob money but you already took out almost all of them. I can guarantee we're stronger. Let's shove it in his face that we have the power here. He came into my fucking territory with a bullshit threat. Omegas are different here, especially in this family and he fucked with the wrong ones. I mean someday Blain will lead this family if he wants, or at least help. He came to the wrong place. Whether we invite him or not he'll follow wherever we go and if he keeps setting traps for us let's set one for him. What do you think?” Kells finished his rant and looked between his family. Blain just blinked a few times and smirked in a way that would scare the boss if they weren't on the same side, but Dom just made a funny sound as his eyes flashed crimson again.
“I fink I need to take me badarse mate back to bed and find out who's boss.” He purred.
“Dom! Focus up you whore, what do you think of the plan?” Even with the tease he was happy to see his lover so moved by his words. He knew the next round wouldn't be far off and the Alpha was staring at him like a whole ass meal.
“I can't. I mean the plan is perfect but you? So are you.”
“The two of yas, I swear.” Blain laughed and shook his head but he always loved how they loved each other. It just made him sad because he wasn't sure he'd ever feel that with anyone. The only other person he ever trusted had broken his heart but it sounded like his parents had a lovely plan to mend it. What was a little blood and viscera between old lovers? Perhaps he'd ask for James’s heart on a platter to heal his own.
Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 💛
This wasn't much and it was an interlude to Dom's rut but I haven't been feeling very well lately, I just wanted to make sure to get something out for y'all. This still felt important because they need to figure out what to do with James. Hopefully this plan will help, though it might be a few days before they can leave the flat 🤭 I hope you're enjoying it still ❤️🔥🖤
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, past abuse, past SA, control issues, breastfeeding, voyeurism, d/s dynamics, top Dom, bottom Kells, rough sex, bruises, biting/marking, blood, following instincts, improper use of breastfeeding pillow, messy sex, hormone cycles, teasing, hurt/comfort, honest moments, loving boys, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: explicit
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
Col couldn't breathe right for a moment. His mind was running too fast and tripping over every thought. He could hear his mate jacking off like a clock ticking down and it made him even more nervous. He looked down at their son and he knew even though Punk was his excuse it barely had anything to do with him. No. Hell, the kid had been closer to the action not a month before and probably getting pushed around in his womb. He could easily keep the baby from seeing anything and he wouldn't remember shit. It was all about him and his control issues. He loved his partner but he'd never truly let go. Not even really during his heat. He'd begged before and even presented but Dom was asking for him to fall completely to instinct and let him lead.
He could see the irony here. Of course he could. It hadn't been all that long before that he'd been pleading for the other to let him present. He'd literally asked for this. He'd been desperate for his Alpha to let himself be exactly that but with everything going on he was scared to lose control. It was all he had. He literally had to lead his fiancé to let him present before, basically had to drag him by his knot. He wanted this. Fuck, he needed this. He just didn't know how to give in.
The wet sound of Dom’s play slowed and Kells bit his cheek in worry. He knew that meant his mate felt him hesitating. “Never-”
“Don't you dare.” He huffed before the younger man could finish his statement. He couldn't let him back down now.
“Wha’ the fuck?” Dom sounded more than confused and probably a little on edge. He was torturing him really.
“Don't fucking back down. Don't give up. Don't just let me out of this! Be what you are. Be my fucking Alpha!” With the last word his voice broke and he looked back at his lover. Dom was shocked and pink all over. He was a gorgeous mess and just seeing him so close and so lost made up the omega's mind all over again.
“Fine. Get on the fucking bed and present for me before I bloody well make yas. You can multitask omega, it's literally wha’ ya made for.” The last felt debasing and made the mob boss's thighs even wetter. He shouldn't enjoy it after fighting against it so damn long but of course he did. It was from Dom.
He obeyed even though he was unsteady on his feet. He grabbed his feeding pillow on the way to the bed and tossed it down sideways, he could lay Punk against one side and use the other under his stomach to push his ass in the air. He stumbled as he got into place but once he was settled he curled his toes in the carpet. His legs shook where they were stretched out off the end of the bed. He couldn't see his partner but he could feel the boy moving around the room. He worried he was shaking so much his ass cheeks were jiggling- not that he had near as much as his Alpha. His nerves amped the longer the other took but after a minute Dom tossed a pile of things next to the pillow. Punk's blanket, his burp cloth, and his pacifier. How did he get so lucky to find such a thoughtful future husband, even mid-rut he thought about what their child would need that they wouldn't be able to get while knotted.
Col took a deep breath. He could feel Dom pressing himself between his spread legs. He wasn't terribly nervous, they fucked all the time but this felt different. New. Intense. When his mate didn't move more than that though he asked- “Change your mind?”
“Shut up. You ain't the only one wiv issues ‘ere.”
“Oh I know. Just do it? Just… I dunno, shove it in?” It wasn't exactly sexy talk but they were both awkward when they should be talking about actual emotions.
“Oh fanks. Never would ‘ave fhought of tha'. Ain't exactly keeping me up wiv tha’ as ya dirty talk.”
“So you need help keeping it up? Already?”
“Shut up!” It wasn't said in a mean way but Dom was obviously overwhelmed. He didn't mean that he didn't get rock hard over his gorgeous mate, of course he did. Colson was a sex god just lying there. He hated being nervous over something their bodies were made for and his rut was taking the edge off but not completely. His mouth watered as he looked over his lover, from his long muscled tattooed back to his small but perfect ass, to where he was dripping wet between his legs. His cock jerked as he let the sight and scent overtake him. He had to let himself let go. “Jus’ trying to decide if you deserve it.” There, that was playful.
“I don't.” Kells admitted softly. Honestly- at least in his mind. He didn't mean to be so open in the moment but he couldn't help it. He felt soft and vulnerable in that position. “I never have.”
Dominic blinked. And blinked again. He was used to his partner being a pompous ass, not him acting like his Alpha was somehow better. “Yeah. Right. I'm well nice aye? So much better. I fink you forgot who ya talking to.” They just kept losing their wood so to speak, though neither was going soft. They were just in a place that let them open up and maybe they needed to before they took this step. It shouldn't feel different, they're done this a few times but they both knew what they were asking of each other.
Col tried to turn his head and he couldn't imagine how demure he looked glancing over his shoulder from under his lashes, his gold gaze searching out Dom’s red one. “I know exactly who I'm talking to and I've never deserved you. How many times have I hurt you and you've forgiven me? How many times have you just allowed me to be a dick to you? I know I can't really change it, not with who I have to be to everyone else but… I don't deserve you. You take everything and keep loving me as much as you always have.”
“I don't love easily. When I do it's forever. You ain't as badarse as you fink you are. Least not to me.” Dom teased. He knew the other was talking about the times he'd hit him but he didn't want to think about that now. His instincts wouldn't let him. He was the fucking Alpha here. He just needed to show it.
Kells took the quiet moment to look down at their son, he was half asleep with milk spilling out of his lips but still feeding. Punk was fine. He felt Dom lay a palm against his lower back and he pressed down until the pillow under his belly was almost too much. He could breathe but everything felt tight and his core tingled when his mate teased the head of himself through his folds. He didn't speak. He wouldn't ruin the moment again. His bottom lip rolled between his teeth and he tried to spread his legs even further open. He wasn't as bendy as the other man.
Dom pressed forward and the first few inches of him slipped inside. Colson was still open, they'd just been fucking, but with the pressure he kept steady the tightness was almost too overwhelming for him. It was exactly what they both needed. “Fuck.” He cursed low, his voice barely more than a growl as he sunk home. His lover's cunt was hot and tight and- “So fucking perfect.”
Colson flushed. The compliment felt too much in the moment and he almost wanted to wiggle away but he couldn't. Not with that grip and not with what they were doing. He had to give up his control. “Yeah, you are.” He replied instead and his partner pinched his ass with his free hand. Dom always felt huge but with the press of the pillow and his hand he felt massive. His pussy felt so tight around him that he could feel every pulse of his heartbeat through his dick. Or was that his own? He was pretty sure they were racing in tandem.
Dom paused a moment, he was happy to stay sheathed inside his partner but he knew the other needed more. He was already so close just from the pressure but he took a breath and rolled his hips back, finding a pace that made his omega whimper. His touch wandered until he had a hold of Col’s hip. He couldn't move his other palm but he needed the leverage. His lover's body accepted him perfectly and the sounds of how wet he was drove Dom even closer. He fought his own pleasure but his baser instincts were taking over. He could feel it in the roughness of his thrusts and the growl rumbling in his chest.
The omega was so tempted to let himself get more involved but the position he was in kept him pliant. He was being used for his Alpha's pleasure and that more than anything pushed him closer. With every roll of Dom's hips they squelched together but his mate was growling so loud it was hard to hear. He was a mess of slick and whining moans but he couldn't add more than that. He had to just let himself be lead. “Alpha? Mmm fuck- h-harder? L-let go?” He tried to beg and the other snapped his hips hard. It was a warning, he wasn't allowed to question anything. He had to be a good bitch and take it. His cock was a hard line against his stomach, getting grinded between himself and the pillow. The squeeze was almost too much but the pain-pleasure was heaven. He finally let himself go limp under his mate.
The killer felt the moment his lover relaxed and it almost broke him. Instead of letting himself bust he hovered over his man and bit a red mark into the skin over the top notch of his spine. The noise Col let escape was something he'd never made before. It was soft and needy and beautiful. It felt like a prayer and he intended to answer it but first- “Good omega. Take it. You want it?”
“Please? B-breed me? Knot me?” Colson could barely speak but he forced out the words his mate needed to hear. It might be cliché but they needed that. His mind felt soft and pink and floating but he couldn't find release without Dom's.
The Alpha couldn't keep his palm settled anymore but neither of them needed it. His thrusts were going wild and pushing Kells further up the bed until he had to drag a knee on to the mattress to keep them steady. He curled his body over his lover and licked and bit every inch of skin he could reach. “Mine.” He growled and sunk his fangs a little too deep until he tasted blood. He wanted to roll in it but there was never enough.
“Yours.” It was one of the first times Col had replied that instead of claiming his Alpha right back. Of course Dom was his but admitting he was the killer's added a different edge to their relationship and it shattered something inside the boy.
Colson felt his mate's knot slip inside his cunt and pop back out too fast to clench around. His hips canted back back he had no control and Dom’s rut wasn't quite ready to let them rest. His partner got rougher, his touch claiming, his bites deeper, his thrusts having to fight to move. His spot felt swollen and his dick was leaking a messy puddle against his belly but he couldn't cum without- “Please Alpha?”
Those whined words were all Dominic needed and his body shuddered as he fucked deep and grinded his knot inside his omega. He trembled with the first wave of his pleasure and it knocked him down until he was chest to back, skin to skin, their bodies sticking together. He tried to keep moving but the moment he popped it pushed Colson over the edge as well and he gushed so hard for his Alpha they were drenched down to their toes. Dom lost his leverage and just let their bodies work it out. He didn't have to move to keep their orgasms going, his knot did it for him. He could barely breathe and he could hardly stop the steady growl that vibrated in his chest but Kells seemed to enjoy it and he wondered if it somehow made everything vibrate.
The omega didn't know what noises he was making anymore, he was too lost to his rapture. He felt wet everywhere and warm all over. The weight of his lover was reassuring and it felt like it kept him from floating away. He'd never experienced this kind of pleasure before and it was almost too much, but he couldn't stop it. He didn't want to. Not really. His womb felt full and his skin buzzed everywhere Dom had bitten him. He was marked up and completely owned and he could admit to himself he'd never felt safer. More himself. Shit... He had dropped for the killer hadn't he?
They'd never felt more like one being and Dom let himself bask in it. He wasn't sure how often he could get himself to act like that let alone convince his mate to drop for him so sweetly. He wouldn't take advantage of it and he'd never push. He was just thankful they had at least a few days to enjoy each other so instinctually. He pressed come down kisses to his partner's neck and flicked his tongue over sweat and blood wet skin. The flavor of his lover was heady and intoxicating but he wouldn't lose himself. Not completely.
When his cock finally slowed it's jerking and he was pretty sure he was done emptying inside the older man he pushed himself up and to the side so he could check on both his mate and baby. They'd be locked together for a while, he couldn't help it, but he was settled enough to form words he thought. “Did we smoosh ‘im?” He teased and his omega chuckled softly, raising his shoulder so Dom could see their boy.
Now that Punk was done eating and half asleep Colson eased him off his chest and patted his back. It was a difficult position but they worked it out. It helped that Dom was trying to be useful too. It didn't take them long working together to get the little one napping and as soon as they could they rolled themselves to their sides to rest. The moment they did Dom wrapped himself around his partner and Col realized the other side of his rut was him being a giant teddy bear. In every way possible he wanted to claim the boss and in his quiet moments Kells could admit it was nice. Reassuring. Adorable even, though he wouldn't say so out loud. The beginning of their day rushed back to him and he laughed. “Do you think Jimmy Boy learned anything?” He didn't have to look to know Dom had completely forgotten too.
The Alpha giggled and nuzzled his face against his partner's neck. He had no doubt James saw at least the beginning but they weren't anywhere close to done. Maybe it was a strange way to show how little someone scares you but he hoped he made his point to the other Alpha. He couldn't care less what he tried. He was nothing more than a pest and Dom would always focus on his family. “Ya know he a virgin. He talks too bloody big to be anyfing else.” He teased, though he didn't have faith in the fuck to think he hadn't used omegas like tissues. It was more a joke than anything.
“If he fucks like he shoots he probably can't even find a pussy to fuck one.” Colson shrugged. He honestly hoped the asshole had a way to listen in. “Not that he matters. Mmm, how long before you're hard again?”
Dom arched a brow and teasingly bucked his hips forward. He was still rock hard and it made his omega moan. “But if ya mean ‘ow long before I need anover round? Eh, a couple ‘ours probably. Jus’ rest luv.” He purred, softly rocking them in bed. It was both comforting and enticing, there was no way to make his cock go back down but their instincts were calmed for the time being. They could both use a nap before they lost themselves in each other again.
It didn't take long for them to both be sucked under, their bodies were tired and their minds content. They were sleeping so soundly they didn't notice the door open or hear soft footsteps across their floor. They didn't catch someone they trusted taking the stranger's phone and they slept through the intruder picking up their youngest to watch him for the day. They didn't wake when the other laid a blanket over them or snuck out with their two stolen items. They didn't notice because the scent was a familiar one and there was no threat. Only a hope to stop the madness before it got any worse. Someone besides them felt too responsible and wanted to save the family if they could. Whether they said he could or not. It wasn't like they would notice anything amiss any time soon.
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I'm not sure if this was up to my normal writing but I'm not feeling my best. I wanted to get a chapter out for you all though because I missed a few days. I hope it's alright and you enjoy the boys letting themselves be ruled by their instincts. It's nice to see Kells drop a little. I wonder which of them stole the phone and the baby? I wonder what they think they can do. Hope you're enjoying it still ❤️🔥🖤
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, ruts, mpreg), past abuse, past SA, alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, baby fic, cursing, d/s dynamics, mentions of murder, graphic descriptions of murder, descriptions of murder used as foreplay (this chapter is a bit fucked, just a warning), threats, voyeurism, top Dom, bottom Kells, talks of double penetration, talks of toys, playful insults, edging, pushing each other's buttons, dildo play, masterbation, control and submission, mating cycle talk, breastfeeding/kink, biting/marking, overwhelmed boys, sex, alpha/omega posturing, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: explicit AF
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The Alpha watched as his mate walked across the room. More accurately he tracked his every move. Colson could feel his gaze like a weight and he wondered if James was even watching, he couldn't feel anything but Dom. When he reached the couch he walked in the space behind it instead of presenting and looked out the window to see if he could spot the other man. He knew he was pushing it but he still wanted his partner to dominate him. Make him do as he was told.
Dominic growled and pushed his boxers off before he stalked across the room and jumped onto the back of the sofa, crouching on the edge like some gargoyle with a monster cock. His eyes dropped, he couldn't help it. The boy's knot was already threatening to pop and he felt his thighs dripping wet at the thought. “I told you wha’ to do.”
Col leaned against the window and crossed his arms. “Yeah you did. Doesn't seem like I did it.” He sighed back and got the glare he wanted. “You look ridiculous sitting like that. Like fucking Gollum if he was hung like a horse.” That drew a laugh from the other but a look came over him, an arched brow, a playful glint.
“I know ‘ow much you like a monster. I seen wha’ you buy to use on tha’ pretty tight cunt of yours.” Dom purred.
Kells fought not to blush but he did glance away for a moment, his first loss in the game between them. He'd been collecting dildos of all shapes, sizes, and types but it was more to satisfy his old need for variety than anything else. He didn't want anyone but his fiancé but he was used to exploring his kinks with all types of beta girls. It wasn't just for him though, he had plans to use them on the Alpha as well. “They're for both of us. Gonna need something to fuck you with when you knock me up again.” That got a rise out of the killer, his dick visibly twitching and a bead of drool slipped down his chin.
Dom smiled and leapt off the couch to move for the toy drawer. They had different ones for different things but all the bigger toys were in the closet. He came back after a moment with a surprisingly manageable sized dildo and when he came closer he pushed the couch away with one hand. The show of strength was incredibly Alpha and should have bugged Col but did quite the opposite. When they were chest to chest Dom dropped to his frog crouch, and pressed the phallus between the omega's thighs. He made sure it was well drenched before he licked the suction base and stuck it to the glass behind Kells.
“What's the point of this?” He huffed but he was shaking. His lover was looking at him as if he were a whole meal.
“If you so uninterested in me you can fuck ya’self.” Dom shrugged as he stood up and leaned against the back of the sofa.
“I didn't say I wasn't interested.”
“No no. You was making fun. So... go fuck ya’self.”
It started to hit the omega what he was truly seeing. This was the killer. The predator. The side of his mate Dom was so careful to keep away from him. He couldn't hide it now that he was so consumed with his rut and murderous urges. He hadn't killed in too long and it was overwhelming him as much as his cycle was. Col watched as Dom pet over the faint scar on his chest. He didn't wear the elephant pendant anymore since they were being watched by the feds and that was Yungblud’s calling card but the last time he'd completed his ritual he'd put the necklace back on too soon and branded himself just slightly. The older man stepped closer and pressed his fingers there. “You never tell me about it all. How did the elephant start?” He always kept his ritual quiet but Kells wanted to learn more. He wanted to prove he'd love him no matter what. It was an inopportune time but that didn't matter. It wouldn't be hard to make it sexual. He was pretty sure it already was for his partner.
“It were a present from Blain before we stopped seeing each over. I never took it off.” Dom explained softly. It was mad to him he didn't realize who the boy was when he saved him. It broke him that he didn't recognize someone who meant so much. “When me mum died and I went back to save me girls… I didn't jus' kill ‘im. It started as a fight. I didn't plan it. He ‘it me first and I fell and smacked me ‘ead on the fireplace. He must ‘ave seen the necklace and been upset tha’ we lost such a good ‘mega. He ripped it off me and tossed it in the fire. It broke me. I destroyed ‘im. Made ‘im pull it out. I liked the way the burn looked on ‘im and it felt right tha’ it be the symbol of revenge. A gift from an omega.”
Colson nodded and kissed his mate's cheek before he stepped back and lined the toy against his core. He wanted to reward Dom for opening up. It wasn't what he needed most but he grinded against it, feeling slick drip down his thighs. “And when you kill… How do you do it? Like, what's the process?” He asked, his voice going soft. He'd already mostly forgotten they were putting on a show for someone else.
The Alpha smirked and moved closer, turning his lover around. Colson groaned when his cock pressed against the glass but he didn't move. He was becoming more pliant for the other too soon. He tried to look back but he couldn't see Dom very well. He felt him drop though from the soft rush of air. “I start wiv the tendons. Ankles. So ‘ey can't run away.” The killer purred, nipping Col's heels on both sides hard enough to make him feel weak. He moved next to the back of his knees and licked over them. “And ‘ere…”
The Alpha worked up Colson's body and spread him out, nipping or kissing anywhere he would cut on his victims. Once he'd covered every spot he laid against his fiancé's back and rolled his hips, his dick grinding between the older man's ass cheeks. “What next? How- mmm- how do you kill them?”
“Depends on wha’ I was after ‘em for. If it's for sexual shite I'd castrate ‘em first. Cut off wha' was used to cause pain.” He explained, his fingers groping the omega's balls before stroking lovingly and slowly over his cock. “I'd cut ‘em open, pull out ‘eir insides slow and show ‘em to ‘em.” His voice was barely above a growl as his hand pet over the inked expanse of Col’s belly. He ran his nails over where he'd make the cut before his touch ran higher, teasing over his chest. One of his wrist brushed over the omega's nipple and they both noticed when he got wet there and between his thighs. The milk was always tempting for Dom but now it felt almost impossible. He only kept control because he knew they were doing something important. He wasn't done playing with his lover.
“What about me? You were planning on killing me, right? How were you going to do it?” He knew it was a fact but it was one they barely ever talked about. They made jokes about how they'd begun but they never went into detail.
“Well you jus’ sold people. I fhought. So wiv you…” The Alpha trailed off and scratched his nails in the middle of Col’s chest again. “I would ‘ave cut you ‘ere, broken open ya ribs, and tried to show you ya ‘eart before you died. Ain't never made it tha’ far. Always die wiv the cut cause I can't ‘elp bleeding ‘em first.” He explained, licking over his mate's shoulder, up his throat, to kiss his jaw. “But ‘en I realized you got a tight pretty pussy and tha’s the only part of you I wanted inside.” He teased.
“Liar.” Kells whimpered back. “You want my mouth, my ass, and I think you'd fuck any hole you cut in me.”
“I don't want you ‘urt.” Dom growled as he stood back and turned Colson around with such force it almost knocked the wind out of him. It was obvious the words were true but scared him. He didn't want his partner hurt but part of him loved blood. He couldn't help it. Blood, sex, and pain were all mixed up in his head. The killer dropped his hand between the omega's legs and pushed the toy harder against his cunt until Colson moaned. “So wha's ‘ese for anyways? You say me but I fink you like ‘em too.”
“Double penetration. Or um… both my holes.” The man tried to be more honest because Dom had. He felt himself flush because he hated admitting he enjoyed being fucked but he was far enough gone to be open. He was aching hard and river wet and drenched in sweat. He knew Dom was the one in rut but he was starting to feel like the one out of control. Of course his mate would still have himself in check.
“So you want…” Dom didn't even finish his question he just picked his partner up and groped his ass, spreading him open and rubbing his hole against the toy.
“You picked this one for it didn't you? You wanna play with my ass?” Colson asked and his bitch grinned wide. He needed to stop thinking of him as that though, his lost boy was all man and seemingly beast as he stared up at Kells with his crooked fangs on display. “You can.” He sighed. He was partly terrified, they hadn't really tried anal on him much besides a finger occasionally. The dildo was small enough it could slide in without hurting him but he knew he was getting a pounding either way.
“Say please.” Dom demanded, his voice rasped and dark. It danced over Col's skin and made him shiver. “Say ‘please Alpha, fill me ‘oles.’”
The omega shook but he took a deep breath and tried to reply flatly. He knew his voice was trembling and needy though. “Please Alpha, fill my h-holes?” When that obviously pleased the younger man he added with a whine. “Fuck me full? Knot my pussy? Breed me?”
That fucking did it. That broke something inside the killer. He was trying so hard to keep a measure of control but even knowing he probably couldn't yet, that Colson's body was still healing from the last whelp, it still set off his rutting instincts until he felt wild.
He moved quickly and sure, holding Kells up with one hand and he dropped the other to hold the toy where it was needed. His lips slammed against his mate's as he dropped the older man gently and worked the dildo inside him. It always made Colson a wreck that his Alpha was so fucking strong he could control his entire body with one hand. He choked on spit when the toy jammed into his spot but he knew his fiancé wouldn't let him breathe and still had more for him to feel. “‘Ow’s tha’ feel?” Dom purred, his lips pressed wetly against his cheek.
“Mmm fuck- g-good. More? Need you.” He almost begged.
“I told you to fucking present but I guess you can ‘ave a taste of wha’s to come. Cause it may not be you yet.” The killer vowed.
Before Kells could speak again the blunt head of Dom's dick was sliding deep in his guts and hitting home. He felt fuller than he'd ever been and he swore he was bigger in rut. A noise escaped him, one he couldn't name but he knew it felt ripped from his soul. He couldn't move, he was pressed so hard against the glass and his lover, but he tried to wiggle and meet his rough thrusts.
Even though they were finally connected, Dom wasn't losing himself like his partner hoped. He wanted to be destroyed but the Alpha was controlling himself annoyingly admirably. He pressed biting kisses to his lips and clenched his inner walls tight, his heels dug into the killer's back. He made every move he could think, even sucking the other's tongue like he would his dick, but Dom was being so careful. Every hip roll was measured, every pound of his cock was aimed perfectly, but that's not what he needed. What he craved.
“I thought you were going to f-fuck me?” He stuttered out and the Alpha growled at him.
“You piss me off sometimes. Fucks sake you won't be ‘appy till I make you bleed aye?” Dom was scared to let himself off his leash entirely but he was close to snapping. His palm slapped hard against the glass next to his mate's head but he wanted to smash through it with his fist just to keep himself calm. “I told you wha’ the fuck to do. I bloody told you. You get wha’ you get when you don't- fuck- when you don't- mmm-” He was losing himself in the push and pull pleasure even though it wasn't what his cycle needed. He couldn't command the other if he couldn't keep his thoughts straight. The feel of his fiancé's cunt was always overwhelming, the omega was hot and so drenched they were squelching with every move.
His hand moved, his fingers tangling in Col’s sweat wet hair so he could tug his head to the side. His fangs scraped over inked skin and his tongue traced the sweet racing pulse before he licked over his candy adams apple. He was so far gone he was tempted to take a bite and the thought of crimson blood pushed him closer to the edge. His instincts needed the other to present but he needed to cum. His knot throbbed, his body shook, and with one gentle prick of his teeth-
One thing they'd both forgotten was the simple fact that they weren't alone. Punk had slept happily in his crib most of the night but as both men were about to reach rapture he screamed his little lungs out and where Colson had been rocking between his lover and the toy his mothering instincts took over and he pushed at his partner's chest. Dom was so close to release he growled out and nearly bit down on his omega's neck. For just a moment he thought about not letting himself be pushed off. “Let someone else get ‘im.” He demanded but Col just laughed.
“They can hear us. They won't come in while we're fucking. Give me a minute to feed him and I'll give you exactly what you want. Deal?”
Red eyes glared up at him but after a moment he of course gave in. His dick slipped free with a rush of slick and precum following it, and Kells pulled himself carefully off the dildo. His gait was unsteady but he forced himself to walk across the room to pick up his other grumpy boy. “Trying to be the best cock block you can huh? That was a low blow little one.” He cooed as he got the baby settled against his chest.
“I should make you fucking present right now while you feed me whelp.” The words weren't expected but they made the omega somehow even wetter. The thought was tempting.
“Will you?” He asked, he knew he could pull it off but it would make his own rapture harder to find.
The sticky sounds of self pleasure had him turning his head to find his mate doing exactly what he thought. His gaze tracked that beautiful strong hand as it stroked that monster cock. He wanted more than anything to jump on it but he had to calm their child first. Besides, that wasn't what would satisfy either of them. “Fink you can get off on jus’ me knot or are you slut enough you need the bloody toy?”
“Don't be a bitch. You know you do it for me. You're the one who got it out.” He huffed back.
“I should shove one in every ‘ole till you learn to fucking listen. You love making me desperate but you a right cunt when you need to be topped. Can't let go for even me?” The last was obviously a truthful worry but Colson was sure he had at some point. Their first few nights together he thought he was open and needy.
“Are you really gonna waste that on jacking off?” Kells asked instead of facing the point. His core was aching with the sound that felt louder than it should.
“Depends on ‘ow fast you get done. Best milk fast luv. Close. So fucking close.” The Alpha purred, the noises getting faster.
“And if I present anyway?” He was almost nervous at the thought. He wondered how fast he could get one of their family members to the door to take his happily feeding boy.
“You wouldn't.”
“Wouldn't I?”
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Sorry for the cliffhanger but... Maybe I'm not. I'm still not sure how this is going to go 🤭 Will Colson present with a baby on his chest or will he let Dom cum and try to get him hard again? I suppose we'll find out soon but I hope you're all still enjoying it 🖤❤️🔥
(Kill Somebody Like You Part Two Chapter Fourteen)
🔪Previous Parts Here🔪
Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, past abuse, past SA, attempted assassination (repetitively), threats, violence, guns, bombs, teasing, insults, poisoning, trip wire traps, improper use of a condom, piss play (not what you think), Dom being an alpha, trouble with stalkers, baiting, fights for dominance, morning kisses, grinding, mentions of sex, hormone cycles, self hatred, self control issues, needy make outs, desperate boys, voyeurism, claiming, demands, ruts, d/s undertones, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: mature (lightly explicit)
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
The first attempt on the Alpha's life was a surprisingly dumb one- not that he should have been shocked by any amount of idiocy from James Sebastian. The next day after they turned down his not-so-kind offer of one life and one lifelong sex slave a package came to their door. It looked oddly fancy for regular mail and none of them had birthdays very close besides the obviously freshly born child, so Dom was already on edge the moment he saw it. He set it on the kitchen table and he tried to sniff it and listen closely. When nothing was apparent besides the annoying stench of other people he opened it carefully and rolled his eyes at the sight inside.
“Wha’s inside? A present?” Blain asked when he wandered into the room. When he peaked inside he grumbled too, they were all already at their wits end over this bastard. “Another bomb? Didn't he learn nuffin before?”
Dom shrugged and pulled the contraption apart, crushing the cell in his hand before ripping the cords free just to be safe. “Suppose not. ‘Ang on.” He smirked, retrieving the first phone they got and taking a picture of the mess that he sent to Jimmy with a kiss emoji and a middle finger. He laughed when he saw the three dots pop up and disappear. He was enjoying the game too much and loving how easy it was to drive the other Alpha up the wall.
The second attempt came the next day, a poisoned box of chocolates Dom could smell the moment it arrived on their floor. The toxin was overused and disgusting. Besides, chocolate wasn't high on his list. He accepted the box and set it on the counter, getting the phone for a second picture. He laid his middle finger on the box as if he were pointing and sent the image asking if he should try one. After that he double bagged the poison and called a hotel worker up to remove the trash from the building. He tipped them extra to pick up a safe box on the way home because his oldest son had gotten a look at the present and was pouting about fancy chocolate. He sent one more message telling James he should have tried chicken twisties, Dom was far more a salty bitch than a sweet one.
The third attempt was laughably over the top. It didn't even make sense to be set for him. It was by chance he was the one Colson sent down to the garage to check the Bentley for one of the omega's cards. It could have just as easily been Mod or Blain or even Col himself but it was annoyingly juvenile. Between the car and the beta’s Jeep was an actual tripwire waiting for his ankle. It was easy to spot and step over and he followed the string to the cinder block on the ceiling. The idiocy of this posh pompous arse was starting to piss him off but he just shook his head and disabled the trap before he found his mate's card between the leather seats.
After finding it he started to walk away before an idea struck him. He couldn't help but laugh as he checked the glove box for what he might need and victoriously found an old condom. Making himself whip his dick out and pee into the opening was difficult in the shadow of the garage and it triggered a memory like every time he used the bathroom since the day his lover made him piss himself. He didn't regret their play but it caused him trouble, it was hard forcing a stream through even a partial hard-on but he was learning. The attempt was worth it though when he was taking the block off the trap and tying the makeshift ‘water’ balloon in its place. He felt like a giddy child that he never got to be.
After fixing his own Home Alone style trap he retied the trip wire where it would actually be hidden. He dropped and broke the cinder block so it would appear the original thing hurt him before he all but skipped back to the elevator and up to their home. When he found his fiancé he handed over the card and started giggling. When Kells arched a brow he broke into an absolute fit. “Sorry luv but I might ‘ave pissed on someone else.” He forced out through chuckles and Col only looked at him even more confused. Eventually he was able to explain and the boss joined him in a laugh. They really couldn't treat this bastard with any sincere worry. He just didn't feel like a threat so much as a pest, not to them. Not after everything they went through already.
“What kind of Acme shit is this dude on? Too many Looney Tunes growing up. Pussy ass bitch can't even get his hands dirty.” Col sighed. He had too much to actually worry about to be anything more than annoyed.
“Nah, but he's about to get ‘is ‘ead messy.” Dom teased and they both started laughing again.
Of course Jimmy boy didn't text them in his rage but they had someone check the trap to find a wet mess everywhere except a dry spot on the ground in the shape of two very expensive shoes. Surprisingly he didn't contact them at all for the entire next day and Dom didn't find any assassination attempts. The next morning was safe as well until they started getting confused and checked with the clerk to see if he'd seen anything. Normally it would just be the Alpha leaving the apartment but Col thought they were more likely to talk to him. Halfway down he was fidgeting being away from their son but he just squeezed his lover’s hand and forced himself to continue.
For the man's first attempt to leave their baby behind he thought it was a success. Sure they stayed in the building but he was far enough away he felt the pull. It seemed like there was a tether between him and the infant still even though Punk existed outside of his body. His mate was his rock though and kept hold of him as unobtrusively as he could, and he let the omega lead the way as they spoke to the workers about all their security risks. They didn't have a picture to give them for James, weirdly the frat boy fuck kept himself out of the media. They just tried to explain the general vibe but it sounded like half the people who would stay at the Four Seasons.
It was late at night because they didn't want to be surrounded by people and it was the easiest time to catch the employees free. The lobby was empty and it made Col nervous but he talked to everyone he could about the situation before thinking it was time to head back up. Someone covered head to toe stepped through the glass doors and kept their head down. The older man noticed the hat and the trench coat were expensive as fuck and probably vintage and he tried to give the stranger an appreciative head nod. The man didn't look at them and barely moved but he reached into his briefcase. The couple felt their nerves escalate at the same moment and Dom turned them so his partner was behind him. The broody bitch did exactly what they thought and pulled out a gun. It all happened so quickly and three shots went off before the other Alpha was running out the door, jumping into a vehicle, and speeding away. The killer didn't have a chance to go after him. They realized in that moment they weren't just being stalked but being watched very closely. How else would he know they were out of their flat? Fuck.
Colson took a breath and looked around, the guy's aim was as bad as his bomb making and trap creating. The shots had gone wildly far away but the clerk was freaking out anyway, far more stressed than either of them. They shared a look before trying to calm the worker. They had to tip him a lot to keep him from calling the police. They couldn't include them when they were already being watched. They just hoped no one else caught the mess. Thankfully the idiot was smart enough to use a silencer even though he obviously didn't know how to use a gun. They did what they could to smooth over the incident and made their way back upstairs. Dom was ranting about how much he hated guns and Kells joked about how awful the man was with one. It felt like an insult he thought it would be so easy and he started to wonder if the fucker was actually trying to kill them or just fulfilling a duty. Every attempt felt silly, not serious. He might have stepped it up but that was probably more from being embarrassed than anything else. Of course Dom made the shame worse with a text to the bastard about how his aim was obviously better than Jimmy's and asked if he still felt pissed.
Colson was just proud of himself for leaving their home for a while, even if the attempt went terribly. It was almost better it went so badly because it set a precedent that he could handle anything. He felt more himself working things out with the hotel employees and getting shot at than he had in months. Violence was his lifeblood. His love language. Granted he was working on both to learn better for their sons. Blain was upset when he was told about the more serious attempt but he didn't know what he could do to make it better.
The next morning Dom was enjoying his morning tea and cigarette on his balcony when another shot was fired. It went way off track and over the building he thought, and the next landed closer but bounced off the bulletproof glass. He didn't move, he wouldn't be bullied so close to his home and he wanted to embarrass the man even more. He enjoyed every sip of his drink and every drag with his gaze wandering calmly until he spotted Jimmy Boy in the building across from them. It was another hotel and the Alpha was on the top floor- of course. Dom just finished up, blew him a kiss, flipped him off, and went back inside.
“Did I hear something hit the wall?” His lover asked as he woke up but Dom just waved off his worry and slipped back in bed to hold him.
“Jimmy is fhrowing a tantrum again.” The killer explained and the other rolled his eyes, pressing his lips to Dom's in a good morning kiss. The taste of something he no longer let himself enjoy was always an aphrodisiac in the morning. His mate didn't smoke much anymore out of respect for him but he allowed himself the relief first thing with his breakfast tea.
“I don't like that he's fucking with us in our home.” The omega grumbled, his fingers tangling in his fiancé’s wild hair. Dom didn't like it either but there wasn't much he could do until they were allowed to kill him. It was driving him mental as well.
“Let me off me leash.” The Alpha purred, biting softly at the boss's neck. He wasn't normally the one to nibble but his urges were getting intense and he felt more aggressive than normal. It was a feeling he knew well but he didn't want to bother his partner with it. He kept trying to shove it down but having someone threatening his family was making it way worse. He knew he was being more typically Alpha than Col had seen him before but he couldn't help it and Kells didn't seem to mind it. Yet.
“Fuck- I would if I could.” The omega promised as he tilted his head and let his growling lover roll him to his back. He'd give a lot to get the feds off their backs and let his pet psycho loose, he wanted blood as much as Dom did. He was surprised at the reaction his pent up boy was having but he had to admit at least to himself he was loving it. Every day he was acting more claiming. It started with the Alpha cupping his cunt when they slept and progressed to him bending Kells over at random times and laying against him like a promise. Dom never really growled or bit but he was obviously worked up and overwhelmed. His instincts on high alert with their new baby.
“Ain't no one getting close to yas. You mine.” The Alpha vowed as he set his teeth around the mark he'd left months before. It was his main claim on the older man and he was tempted to make another. His body slid between his mate's thighs as Colson spread his legs to invite him closer. He was already throbbing and Kells was wet enough he could scent him. A soft whimper escaped the boy, he didn't want to go too hard. They still weren't technically supposed to fuck and he knew if they did he'd go wild. His cock fit against the other's core and he felt the heat coming off him. He needed to be inside. He needed to own him. “Fuck m’sorry.”
Colson’s brows furrowed and his hips bucked up. He didn't know why the killer went still above him and he was tempted to punish his bitch for stopping mid-play. “Why? What the fuck? I'm having a good morning.” He chuckled. His voice was already breathy and he was surprised at how much he wanted to submit. The last few times they'd been together Col had held all the control. He rarely gave it up but whatever was going on inside the boy was doing it for him.
“I fink I'm… I- bloody ‘ell.” The Brit grumbled but he couldn't stop his body from rocking down, grinding them together.
Col grabbed his partner’s hair and tugged until their eyes met. Dominic was full Alpha already, his gaze crimson and his fangs exposed behind his plush pillow lips. The omega kept him close but took a breath to ask- “Fuck is wrong with you? I thought we were having fun.” When Dom flushed pink he knew it was something new. The guy never really blushed, he had to make him piss himself to get him to. It was something that drove him crazy and endeared him to his fiancé. He knew it meant it was something to do with his Alpha side. It almost always was.
“I don't mean to get all… grr.” Dom tried to explain but he ended up just sounding like a pitiful monster. His growl was half assed and frankly adorable but the omega just arched a brow to tell him to go on. “I mean I wanna. Fuck do I wanna. But ya know I try to let you-”
“That's cool. I didn't stop you, did I? I get everything this douchebag is doing is a lot. I get you're feeling territorial. I mean he hurt our son and we can't do shit to get back at him. It's fucking me up too. I can't imagine what it's doing to you since it's your family.”
“Not me family.”
“Possibly your family. So what you're getting a little aggro? I didn't say stop.” The omega grinned, flicking his tongue over his lover’s mouth.
“But I'm- it ain't about tha'. I don't ‘ave control of it. I- I'm sick.” Of all the things Dom could say Colson didn't expect that. He moved his hand from the boy's hair down to the back of his neck.
“You do feel warm. Hot even. Do you not feel well? Wait, what the hell does being sick have to do with your dick?” He chuckled. He was confused but starting to get worried.
Dom pressed his face against his partner's chest and made a noise like he was fighting a scream. His cock was still hard and pulsing against Col and the older man just wanted to get fucked. The Alpha mumbled something but the omega didn't understand. After he asked for a repeat and the killer just muttered again he tugged him back up by his hair. He was already dealing with multiple children and childish behaviors, he wouldn't put up with it from Dom no matter his actual age. When he met that red gaze again he tried to soften his annoyance. The guy was obviously nervous.
“Rut.”
“What?”
“Ya know ‘ow we waiting on ya ‘eat?” Dom flushed hotter.
“Duh. I don't think I'm there yet but maybe close. I mean shit when I wake up there's like a bucket of slick between my legs but I figured that was just cause you keep getting all- oh. Ooooh. Your cycle. You have a cycle too.” The man figured it out as he talked through it and it felt like a brick on his head. Of course he wasn't the only one with a hormone cycle and his fiancé hadn't had his since they met. “Is my body just reacting to yours then?” He didn't mean the question in a bad way, he always reacted to his lover but he could tell in the moment Dom took it wrong. “Don't you dare move. You know I didn't mean it like that.” He huffed and was surprised when his normally tame bitch growled at him. He was starting to think he could really get used to it, at least occasionally.
“So bloody sorry you wet for me.” Dom grumbled and his tone made something in Col’s mind want to go soft.
“Fuck you. I'm always wet for you, asshole.” Just because his instincts wanted him to go soft didn't mean he had to listen. Another part of him wanted to push the man into making him submit. It was so hard to get the killer to play rough with him and this felt like his chance. He just had to push the right buttons.
Dom smirked and nosed along his lover's jaw, nipping playfully at his mating mark. “Good omega. Better only be wet for me.”
“I dunno. There's a few pornstars that still turn me on.” He shrugged and got the death stare he wanted. “Look at you. So scared of your own rut you won't do anything to me. You'll ask me to present for you, won't you?”
That felt too much like saying Dom wasn't a good Alpha which bothered the part of him that wanted to kill James and protect his family. He forced himself not to get lost in the darkness though, he had more pressing matters to worry about. Mostly the puddle of slick making his boxers stick to them both, that was distracting as hell. “You'd say yes. I can feel ‘ow much you need me. Desperate. Needy cunt.” He cursed and felt his partner shiver below him. “But if you so sure of yourself…” He trailed off before kissing his lover roughly and hopping off of him.
Col stared up at the boy and felt himself shake. He needed him more than he could explain but he didn't want to be the first to break. He wanted to make Dom take him. He pushed himself out of bed and bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from speaking. He tried to just ignore the other and walk to the bathroom but he felt the weight of that gaze. At the last moment before he left the room he felt a hand grab his wrist and the Alpha pushed him forward and pressed him hard against the glass wall. The cold almost stung his skin but he tried not to whine, even when his mate lay flush against his back and grinded his cock against his ass. He fought to stay quiet. Dom pulled on his arm and it reminded them both of their first time. They'd had a moment almost exactly the same. He almost couldn't believe how far they'd come in that time but he didn't have time to be sweet. No, his mate obviously had plans for him.
“Get on the fucking sofa and present for me omega. I want him to watch me claim you.” The Alpha's voice was barely above a growl and it made Colson’s pussy wetter than he thought possible. “He doesn't fink I'm Alpha enough to protect you and our boys? I'll fucking show ‘im 'ow much of one I am.” Kells couldn't do more than nod and finally let a soft needy noise escape him. That he could do for his partner. For Dom's new mood he'd do a hell of a lot more.
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James is turning up the heat but it seems like Dom's rut might be turning on Col's as well 🤭 Dom is getting very Alpha with all that's going on, I just wonder if it'll trigger Col's cycle or if they'll have multiple distractions. I told you they never stay apart long! Wonder what Jimmy will do with what's coming. Hope you're all still enjoying it! ❤️🔥🖤
(Kill Somebody Like You Part Two Chapter Thirteen)
🔪Previous Parts Here🔪
Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, past abuse, past SA, family fic, hurt/comfort, mentions of weapons, mentions of murder, past underage sexual acts, past dubious consent, allusions to selling people, angry phone calls, threats, rage, sexism (against omegas), Mod being sweet, Dom attempting comfort, mentions of anal sex, trying to be loving parents, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: mature
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
The countdown came and went and the family barely paid attention to it. They heard the stranger's phone alert them every time the pompous idiot texted to remind them but all of those were ignored. Dom thought to threaten him back but it was more impactful to make him feel unimportant, and besides they were all busy. The pair spent the rest of their day fucking and when the sun fell they retrieved their baby and tried to sleep. Punk only woke twice that Colson noticed and they both got up with him. Eventually the omega fell back to sleep with an infant on one side of his chest and his mate on the other while Dom cupped his core like he owned it. When the omega awoke for the day he was surprised to see at some point his lover had traded and their little one was resting on his chest. Had he crashed before burping the baby and Dom took over? He enjoyed waking up curled against the other man.
They spent their morning as if it were any other even though the phone started going off more frequently. Eventually they all congregated in the living room with the cell on the coffee table. They didn't call to each other or plan it but Dom and Colson found their way in and after a bit, a nervous Blain joined them, followed by Mod and Tom who seemed closer and happier after the omega's accidental slip of the tongue the day before. The killer knew he needed to talk to his brother to make sure they were okay but he seemed so content he didn't want to bother him yet. They all got comfortable on the sofas as the clock ticked down to the moment Dom had gotten the original call. Before that came he realized something and he felt daft he hadn't thought of it before.
“Blain luv, ya know ‘im yeah? Ya said he's family.” He prompted their son. The boy looked startled that he hadn't even thought of talking about the man but they'd all gotten distracted by more important things.
“Yeah. James Sebastian. First or second cousin I think. Guess you further off.”
“We don't know we're related at all. Me dad could ‘ave jus’ worked for yours or summat.” Dom shrugged. It gave him the absolute ick thinking that his parents would have wanted him to wed his cousin. They might be from a more Northern redneck town but were they really that awful?
Blain narrowed his gaze and laughed, shaking his head. Looking at them he knew he could pass for their genetic son, but if his father figure needed to heal before finding out for sure he could wait. “He's a fucking bellend but he's a rich one. I don't know wha' he can pull.”
Col leaned over and wrapped his arm around their boy. He didn't want him worried or feeling responsible. No one was at fault besides this frat boy fuck and he wouldn't let his son or his mate feel the weight of the world. “Whatever he pulls you have to remember we're fucking better. I mean hell, your dad took out most of their group already. I'm not scared.” He soothed.
Blain nodded, jumping when the phone rang instead of the text alert chiming but they let it ring through the first time. The second time they pressed ignore and sent him to voicemail, but on the third Dom decided to answer and put it on speaker so everyone could hear. “‘Ello Jimmy boy, wha's up?”
The man on the other end paused for a moment, obviously already thrown off and annoyed. “It's James- wait. My name doesn't matter to you! How do you even- Shut up. Are you ready to turn yourself over and give me back my wife?”
Blain glared and crossed his arms as he sat back but he was trying to let his parents deal with the man. He looked to Dom who was obviously already upset. It was visible in his crimson eyes but he kept his voice bored. “Oh was tha' supposed to ‘appen today? I got a bit busy. I don't fink I can fit tha’ in, ya know ‘ow it is. Besides tha’ you ain't getting Blain. He was mine first and I'm keeping ‘im.”
“I knew you were keeping him for yourself. You're a monster, you can't hide that from me. Not after what you've done. Have you already ruined him for me? I don't want a used mate.” Dom couldn't hold back from scrunching his nose at that comment. He wasn't the disgusting one here.
“Only fucks for me are the ones I don't fucking give for this shite. I'm in pristine fucking condition mate, but I ain't yours. Ain't your wife or mate or baby factory. I was trying to give you a little bloody grace since I vaguely remember you was alright as a spoiled brat boy but you've become like all of ‘em ain't yas?”
“Landon? I was never spoiled. If anyone here should be giving grace it's me for you and that sharp tongue of yours. Grandfather would be ashamed. You were raised better than this. You aren't from the trashier side of our family no matter what you try to pass off with that accent. You'll be fixing that before you come home with me.” James huffed. “Dominic you should silence your bitches before speaking to another Alpha.”
Dom's brow rose as Col scoffed and Blain’s jaw fell open. The killer just sat back and gestured to the cell. He had three fired up omegas in the room and he'd rather let them deal with the idiot. Crimson met gold and he realized his lover was just as upset but they didn't want to show it. It gave the man power. Colson tapped the mute button and turned to their son. “You said you knew him as a kid? Is he your age? Cause that changes shit.”
Blain shook his head. “No. He was older like Da, my parents started leaving me wiv him and his nanny after Da left.” He held himself tighter and they both worried. Was he truly in pristine condition as he put it, or had the bastard messed with him?
“Did he… Has he ever…” Colson had to stop and clear his throat. Spring green eyes flashed gold and he looked away, making both his parent's hearts drop. It broke Dom even more because he felt at fault. If he had stayed or remembered he would have rescued him too. They stopped bringing him over long before he ran away but he didn't know why. Maybe they had already broken their agreement because they thought he was a broken Alpha. They didn't seem to think James was though and he wasn't sure he wanted to know how that was proven.
“Not all the way. We messed around. He told me I needed to learn for my future mate. He never… I convinced him I were waiting for a proper mating.” Blain couldn't look at anyone until he heard something snap and his gaze traveled up to see his adoptive father had broken the arm of the couch with his bare handed grip.
The Alpha hated seeing his son feel shame for something that wasn't his choice. They all had those experiences in their pasts and he hated it. He tried to give the boy a comforting smile but he was sure it fell flat. It healed something inside him to hear the kid's nickname for him from when they were young but he felt shattered all the same. He should have saved him too.
Kells could tell his family was getting too upset but they still had to deal with the asshole. He leaned over again and unmuted the guy but he was still ranting misogyny like he never realized what they did. “So Jimbo, it seems you've gotten the wrong impression of what's happening here. Do you even realize what you've stepped in? This isn't some bullshit about your family history and you're not in England anymore. You're in my territory and I'm guessing your kin knows about me?”
“It's James!” The man snapped before taking a deep breath they could hear him exhale. “If you mean your precious little gang of thieves and murderers, yes we know. You have no history. No strength behind your name. You might have had something when you were controlled by Alpha Barker but you? You're just a bitch trying to act tough. It's adorable if you ask me.”
“Fuck you dude, if you tell me to get back in the kitchen I'll skin your ass myself. Shove your right wing bullshit and go back home. You think we're adorable? After my mate wiped out your entire line basically? You're not getting anything you want douchebag. Go home with your tail between your legs before I gut you myself. Believe me, I have a lot of aggression to work out.” Col didn't mean to let his rage show but he couldn't stop it when he knew what this bitch did to his son. Even if he thought they were in a relationship the age gap was fucked. He tried to remind himself James was mentally poisoned growing up but it didn't help. He had too many problems to deal with this one too.
“Dominic, what did I say about this? Why do you let a bitch speak for you? No matter, I told you what would happen. I'll start with taking your life and then I'll take both your bitches as my own. Your first mate is a little older but still in breeding years obviously.”
“Yeah yeah. Like me mate said, go ‘ome Jimmy boy. You ain't getting wha' you want but I'll be ‘appy to send ya ‘ome in pieces.” The Alpha growled before ending the call. He wasn't in the mood for games.
“You can't go after him. Not while we're being watched and he's probably high profile. We still have to be careful.” Kells sighed. He was annoyed too, he wanted to put an end to all of their enemies and get a fresh start but they couldn't risk it yet. They had to let the world go mad around them and pick up whatever pieces they could. He wouldn't let his family risk jail time, not with the public and the cops watching their every move. No matter how badly he craved their blood. Perhaps Dom wasn't the only murder happy one of them.
“Fine. We can call it self defense when he gets stupid but I ain't risking none of yas. We gotta be careful.” Dom agreed though he hated it too. He wanted to see his hands drenched in the bastard’s cold blood. “You alright?” He asked his son gently and the boy nodded but they could feel he was stressed. He wasn't sure if the distressed omega scent was because of the risk to them all or from memories of what he did.
“Yeah jus' pissed. He weren't tha’ bad when we was kids. He were charming even. Sweet at times. Yeah he was a spoiled brat Alpha but… He made me feel… Sorry. You don't wanna ‘ear tha’.” Blain sniffled.
Dom got up and walked around to sit next to his son and he pulled him against his chest. He hugged the kid to him and rubbed his back, burying his nose in his honey blonde hair. “I'll ‘ear wha’ever you wanna tell me luv. You safe ‘ere. We love you and you can tell us anyfing. Always.” The Alpha vowed.
A soft cry escaped him and he pressed his face against Dom's chest. He hadn't truly cried since before the day he was rescued but after learning about everything he had in the last few days he felt overwhelmed and completely safe to express himself. “Did he lie? Was he lying? I felt special but I ain't! He's jus’ as bad as our fathers was. I let him touch me and we talked about a family someday and- and- he lied. He lied jus’ like all of ‘em! I only ever loved two people and you left me! You left! And he's- he- wha's wrong wiv me?”
The Alpha's lost gaze met his mate's and Colson shrugged. He wasn't sure how to help even though he had a lot more experience than his fiancé. He hadn't been in love before Dom though and he was scared that's what was happening here. Not only had their boy at some point loved Dom in a way that's thankfully changed since, he had his heart broken by two people. Obviously the killer couldn't help it, he was young too and didn't understand. But this bitch? He wanted to serve Jim’s heart to the kid on a silver platter.
“Your dad didn't mean to leave you, and you have each other again. He never meant to hurt you. Maybe James was different when he was younger. Maybe he was a good guy and he just got fucked up over the years. Maybe he meant everything he said to you.” Kells tried to help.
They were all surprised when Mod spoke up but the beta had his heart broken a few times over the years. He gave it too freely in his youth and then held it too tight until he met his omega. Colson was happy they had each other now. “From what I understand about Alphas, especially ones from families like that… they get taught from a young age they're all that matters. Even if he meant every word it doesn't really matter does it? He's not that same person. He fucked you over and you deserve better than that. You're a fucking prince kiddo, you're part of the best family around. He can't fuck with you. No one can break your heart again without pissing off an entire mob. Literally. You deserve the moon and stars and you'll find it, just like Cols did. Just like I did. It takes a little time to find the right one but you're surrounded by love while you wait. And revenge. Say the word and I drain this fucker's bank accounts.”
The room laughed at the man's threat and Blain gave him a happy trembling smile. His cheeks were still wet and his eyes still spilling but he was feeling better. His body was just getting out every ounce of stress he'd felt for months. Years even. He was finally safe and home. “A bloody poet you is.”
“Well nice.” Dom sighed and gave his new brother a thankful look.
“Nah, he thinks you're my moon and stars. Don't know shit.” Colson teased. “You understand we're never leaving you again right kiddo? You're safe with us. You're ours.”
The young omega looked up at the man he called his mum and he bit his lip. It was terrifying to accept something like that because he'd never truly felt safe since he was a boy being cared for by Dom but… he tried to take it in. It just might take time to accept completely. “I know. I'm sorry.”
“Nuffin to apologize for little one.” The killer soothed. He didn't always feel like he was good at comforting but he loved his family and he'd try to be a teddy bear for them. But only for them.
“Can we watch a movie and stop this shite? Or lunch time?” The kid asked, wiping his face clean of tears.
They all agreed though Dom worried they were just restarting the events from the day before. His ass still hurt enough he wasn't sure he could handle another round but he'd also understand if his mate needed to work some frustration out. He was angry with the posh bastard too. He knew eventually they'd have to deal with James in one way or the other. He even expected attempts on his life because that's what the fucker promised. He would just have to fight him off until he could see him dead. He would do anything for his family and that included letting himself be target practice. He'd do anything to make sure they felt loved, safe, and home.
Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 💛
Have a little more plot. There might be more coming but I like learning about their lives and seeing them bonding as a family. They deserve all the love and happiness. I don't know what will happen with James but it might get a little crazy considering all they're going through already. I'm sure they can make it though and I'm sure it won't be long before they need each other again 🤭 Hope you're enjoying it still 🖤❤️🔥
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, baby fic, d/s dynamics, drunk Dom, past abuse, past SA, desperation, piss kink/omorashi, edging, teasing, playful torture, top Kells, bottom Dom, dropped Dom, mentions of self harm, mentions of attempted suicide, (sounds heavy but it's a smutty chapter), orgasm denial, pressure, switching, horror movie play, sexting, improper use of a horror movie, mentions of bombs, mentions of assassination, hurt/comfort, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: explicit af
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
Dominic barely held on until the credits rolled but he'd committed to watch a movie with his family and at some point he'd made an unspoken agreement to let himself be edged. He was still confused about when exactly he did that but he was drunk enough he wasn't surprised he missed something along the way. He was sweating, he was so worked up and bothered by multiple things. On one hand he had downed half a bottle of tequila and chased it with two cups of coffee and a bottle of water. His bladder was so full it was aching but it didn't matter, he'd been rock hard since the movie started and he was pretty sure his mate was trying to play with exposure therapy in the weirdest most fucked up way possible. Wasn't exactly out of the norm for them but still, he could tell the other man was in a mood.
At every worst, most bloody scene Colson would text him a picture of their sex or himself playing. Dom didn't even know he had such a backlog of nudes. The bastard kept teasing him about getting off on torture porn but he was the one causing it! The Alpha was far too sloshed for this shite.
The moment the credits rolled he tried to push himself up and over the arm of the couch but he got caught and fell to the ground. He enjoyed the sound of everyone giggling because it felt good natured even though he knew they were probably all still a little annoyed with him. “Careful baby boy.” His mate soothed and something went soft in his mind. He knew the other man was doing that on purpose- ‘baby’ was something he always called him but ‘baby boy' was to keep him down. Dom pulled himself up and did a little ‘ta-da’ motion to joke around before he turned to run to the bathroom. “Wait for me.” His lover added and he paused.
“I'm jus' going-”
“Wait. For. Me.” The boss’s voice came out more steady and demanding and the killer's feet froze. It didn't matter what he was ‘just’ doing, he wasn't permitted. It was that simple. His lip rolled between his fangs and he looked back at his omega who was taking his sweet ass time. He'd been holding their sleeping babe through the movie and he gently moved him to one arm and he eased himself to stand.
“Gimme. I'll watch him while you…” Blain started but cleared his throat.
Colson handed Punk over and smiled, kissing their older son on his forehead. “We're lucky to have you kiddo. Remind me to raise your allowance.” He teased and Dom snorted.
“But I already have an unlimited credit card?” The kid laughed and Kells nodded.
“Because all my bitches deserve the best.” He hummed as he met Dom and wrapped his arms around him, squeezing the poor Alpha’s stomach. The noise he made was music to Col’s ears and he hoped it set the precedence for the next hour or so. He was taking complete control and the other's torture was just beginning. He leaned down and whispered in his ear, making sure to brush his lips over the lobe. “When we get in that room I want you to strip and put a towel down on the floor. Kneel for me. Do not piss. You don't want to know what I'll do if you do.” His voice was already a growl and he was close enough to feel the killer shudder. He took a step back, put a happy smile on his face, and he slapped his lover's ass to get him moving. To everyone else it looked playful but the boy had to swallow a whine and pull his hoodie down over his crotch. It was hard enough Colson wondered if he made him leak.
Dom stumbled forward, every step felt awkward and off kilter. His body was shaking and he still felt fuzzy around the edges but bloody fuck he was aching for whatever Kells had in mind. The moment he entered their room he started stripping, he didn't even care if he heard the door shut or not. His hoodie fell to the floor, followed by his sweats and he made himself go to the closet to grab a towel. They were separate from their bathroom ones, thicker and more waterproof. Col had a number of things he didn't fully understand but he was happy to learn from his perfect teacher. Once he got back to the bedroom and had it unrolled he placed it on the floor next to the bed. He could feel the other man watching him, tracking his every move and it made everything feel hotter. More desperate. He tried even harder to make sure he did everything exactly right.
Colson closed the door behind him and he leaned against it as he watched his fiancé move. The killer had stripped down to his boxer briefs and his gorgeous ass was bouncing with every move. He could feel himself salivating at the sight and his desire for the boy but he needed to stay in control. He was throbbing hard in his shorts and dripping wet already. Dom might be easy for him but he was just as easy for his Alpha. He just had to cover it up a little more. His fingers didn't shake as he undressed but it was a near thing. He had to keep his breathing even and his hands calm. “You remember what else I said.” He huffed as he dropped his shirt and pushed down his shorts and underwear, his dick slapped his belly and covered his tats in precum. Fuck he was wet everywhere. “Leave the underwear.”
Dominic stopped with his fingers tucked into his briefs but when he started to pull his touch free his lover spoke again. “Pull the back down and get on your knees.” The Alpha blushed hot which so rarely happened but he was drunk, horny, and there was something so naughty feeling about his ass being bare for whatever the other wanted. He obeyed though, tugging the back down until his cheeks were free. His cock poked out the top in the front like it always did when he was hard and he knelt on his knees on the towel. “Tuck it back in.” It took the boy a moment to work out what the omega meant but he pushed his dick down until the fabric stretched to cover him. It looked a bit ridiculous and he knew the pair was probably no longer useful because it would be too stretched out, but as long as his mate was happy he didn't care.
Col could tell he had his partner confused but that was exactly what he needed. He needed him to obey no matter what and be the lost little lamb he appeared so often, ready for whatever his Daddy said next. Seeing the boy so broken down had stirred something inside the man and he needed to break him completely before putting him back together and sewing the pieces with his own soul. He'd glue him back together with his sweat and cum and slick. He felt primal and overwhelmed with the need for control. He didn't just want to see his bitch broken, he wanted to see him debased. He didn't know where it came from, he wasn't angry with Dom he didn't think. He just needed to prove he was owned and he wasn't allowed to leave. In any way, shape, or form.
“Wha’ now?” Dom asked sheepishly, his toes curling against the towel. His stomach hurt he needed to piss so bad but he was so turned-on he was aching. The pressure of his briefs felt almost too much and sweat was breaking out over his skin. He couldn't see his lover who was watching him from behind but he felt his foot when it pushed him forward. He fell a little too hard, even on his knees he was unsteady but he caught himself and leaned over on his elbows, clasping his hands together.
“Shut the fuck up.” Colson snapped. His eyes filled with hot tears. He hadn't thought he was still upset but before he could stop himself he was speaking again. His voice thready. “How fucking dare you. You almost left me. Us. You don't get to ask anything because you almost left me alone. You swear you were only trying to go up?” He asked, swallowing the pit in his throat.
“Y-yeah. I'm sorry luv.”
“Excuse me? What the fuck did you call me?”
“I'm sorry Daddy!” Dom called out as he felt his mate lay a hand in the middle of his back and push.
“Do you swear on me?” He asked again. He had to make sure.
“I- I- I weren't finking. I didn't mean… I don't know. I weren't finking. M’sorry. I jus' wanted to stop ‘urting and I fhought if I got away…” The killer trailed off. He was positive he wasn't actively trying to die in the moment but he wasn't thinking enough either. He didn't care for a minute what happened to him. It was a darkness different from all the others in his mind. It was the pitiful one that hid from his partner and cowered in the corner. It was one he could never conquer completely. He hated it. “I love you.” It was the only truth he knew for certain.
“Fuck you.” Kells pursed his lips and spat on his mate's ass before he ripped a pillow off their sofa and shoved it under Dom's belly. When he had it in place he pressed his hand back in the middle of the killer's spine and pushed. His bitch whimpered but he obeyed and let himself fall against the pillow. “Don't break.”
“Don't- wha’? Wha’ you mean?”
Colson huffed. It didn't feel like enough. He wanted to see his partner's face as he shattered. He stood up and kicked the cushion out from under the boy, smirking when Dom cursed. His lover was still too gone to catch himself and he wondered if he shouldn't just leave him wondering. Waiting. “On your back. Don't let go until I say you can. You don't want to piss me off more do you?”
“I didn't know you was pissed.” Dom grumbled but he obeyed, rolling over and letting his bare ass touch the cool cloth.
“Think you can take me dry?” Whatever answer Dom was about to give Col could feel it wouldn't be true. The Alpha wouldn't lie on purpose but he'd do anything to make Kells happy. He'd let himself be fucked bloody and thank him for it. As much as the omega wanted to see that… feel it… he didn't want him hurt that badly. Not when an idiot was after them. They didn't have the free time to relax, they had to be at the top of their game. They could still mess up and get hurt even by an ignorant fuckhead if they weren't careful. “Nah. Not dry. Not yet. I wanna hear you take me.” He purred, kneeling between his partner's legs.
Dom tried to focus his gaze but he was in that hazy space of drunkenness that felt sleepy and peaceful. He wanted to close his eyes and feel everything that Colson had planned for him but he knew he needed to be ready. He wasn't sure it was all going to be fun for him, not after what he did. Not with how he could tell the older man was feeling. He just watched as Col got closer, his hard cock brushing Dom's ass. He knew it wouldn't be that simple though.
Kells watched as his fiancé blinked slow and tried to focus on him but he smirked when he pressed his hands against Dom’s belly and that got the boy's attention. “Fuck Cols- nowaitwha’-” His voice was slurred and nervous and Colson couldn't help but chuckle. There was already a stain on his briefs from a dribble of piss or a smear of precum he wasn't sure and it didn't matter. Before long he'd see the killer more drenched than he always was.
The sound of Col spreading his wet thighs had Dom shaking more than he was at the pressure on his bladder but he did what he was supposed to and spread his own legs wider. His ass pressed down, his body searching for what he needed most, both to get away from the weight on his belly and get his partner's dick inside him. “Still. Shh, still for me. Good boy. How's that feel?” Kells asked as he pulled one hand free to reach for his own core and gather the slick he needed.
“‘Urts. Too much. Gonna- mmm-” Dom tried not to whine but he knew he was.
“It's supposed to. You'll piss when you're allowed. Not before.”
“Not um- baffroom?”
The smile on Col’s face spread wider and he laughed so dark it tickled over Dom’s skin and made him whimper. “You're not getting it baby boy. You pissed me off, so now…” He purred, pressing down on Dom’s stomach until a small golden squirt stained his briefs.
“Shouldn't you piss on me ‘en? Not me on… me?” It wasn't that he was ashamed, he rarely was. They just hadn't exactly tried the kink in that way before. He'd fucked Kells so good he showered them both in cum and piss but Dom had never… but if it made his mate happy.
“It's hurting you. It's making you desperate. It's making you fucking red you need to let go so bad. You're such a little bitch aren't you? Which do you need more?” Colson asked, fisting his own cock to coat himself in slick. He rubbed the head of himself against his lover's hole and watched him squirm a little more before he pressed harder against his belly. “Which do you need more?”
“Y-you! Ya cock! Please?” Even with the almost tearful answer the older man thought Dom might be wrong about that. His toes were curled and his nails were digging into the palms of his hands. He was covered in sweat and biting his lip bloody.
The first press inside had the omega sweating too, he hadn't worked Dom open and the Alpha was tight. The vise-like grip of his inner walls was hard to fight but he swore at one point as he sunk home he could feel his swollen bladder. Maybe it was just the pressure of his hand. He slipped in inch by inch and gave the other a moment to breathe occasionally. Somehow the killer got even more pink and clenched as he bottomed out but when Dom opened his eyes again they were red and his pupils were blown. That was how the dominant knew his bitch was still having fun, his body might show stress and pain but his gaze promised pleasure.
“More? M-more? Fuck me?” Dom tried not to beg but he couldn't help pleading a little. He needed to be railed hard enough to bruise. Bleed. He needed to feel punished and claimed and loved.
Colson wrapped his hands around his lover's sides, just above his plush hips. His thumbs kept pressure enough to keep that need high but it gave him a better grip to thrust. His own hips angled up, his dick searching out both the boy's spot and to add more strain. He never promised to make it easy on Dom.
“Good boy.” He growled low, his hips rocking as his hands worked their way down the boy's legs. He held tight to his ankles and pressed up, adding even more weight until tears welled in the Alpha's eyes and he squirmed.
“D-da-mmm Daddy! Too much! Please? I can't-” Dom fought his own body with every panted breath but he was starting to realize he wasn't set up to win this. Kells wanted to watch him break before he allowed. He wanted to make a mess of his lover.
“Not too much. You can take it. Doing so good for me.” The omega purred, his own need building with his pleasure. He knew he could get off like this but he also knew it wouldn't be enough. It was never enough until he was full to bursting with Dom's cum. But first…
“N-n- fuck!” Dom refused to say no because he didn't mean it. It was just his gut reaction from being made to wet himself. The pressure was too much though and he was close to breaking. Too close. Too-
Colson bucked forward and grinded his dick deep and he held his mate's legs down until that first golden splash broke free of the boy's control. A soft sob escaped the killer along with it but Kells watched rapt as first his black briefs were soaked and then as it started dripping over his pale pink belly. One of his hands left Dom's ankle and pressed around the head of his cock and he moaned with his fiancé as a river started pouring between his fingers. He couldn't even thrust anymore, he was too wrapped up and his bitch was clenching so hard trying to hold back more. He did what he could, rolling himself and making sure to hit everything that drove the boy wild but it was all second as he watched him break.
“Push yourself up.” He demanded and Dom’s hands slapped the towel under him to help lift his ass further in the air. The golden drops started spilling down his stomach, filling his belly button, and painting his chest. He had been so full that it felt like he would never stop and with the way Colson was watching him he didn't want it to. He felt worshiped in that moment and loved in a way he didn't think he could ask for. He was seen and desired and fully taken care of. It was a strange juxtaposition to be getting that for pissing himself but his mate was a special breed.
As the spill started to slow Col pulled out to the tip and slammed himself home again. It forced another spurt free but the next twitch of Dom's cock the gold turned to pearly white and the boy cried out with needy mewls as his pleasure hit. Kells felt his desperation build to a breaking point as the coil in his belly pulled tight. It promised it wouldn't be quenched without- “Fuck wha-” Dom whined as he felt his omega's cock slip free. He felt the loss but it only took a moment to realize what the other needed. His ass dropped back to the now wet towel and his shaking hand scrambled to tug his underwear down. He barely got himself free when Col crawled up and over him and that tight wet heat was sliding down on his cock. He thought he was lucky to get fucked but now the older man was breaking his threat about Dom not getting to use his dick. He was the luckiest Alpha alive and he damn well knew it.
Colson groaned at the warm wet press of Dom's piss drenched chest against his own. The slap of their skin felt electric. His cunt welcomed his mate instantly but he could already feel Dom's knot popping. He knew what he was getting switching mid-orgasm and it was exactly what he needed. “Fuck me.” He demanded as their lips slammed together and their fangs clinked. He was pretty sure he tasted blood but he wasn't sure who's. They'd both bitten their lips when they fell before.
The Alpha obeyed his mate yet again, his arms wrapping around his lover tight. He felt sloppy open and he was sure he was still cumming but he had to make his lover see heaven. His hips pumped up, his knot pulsing but Kells met him thrust for thrust. He felt himself slip inside once- twice- and their bodies locked together as Colson broke for him. Slick showered over him, joining the mess and he had to stop the older man from trying to keep going. He held him down, their hips rolling through their rapture, their lips meeting in needy kisses and teasing bites.
It wasn't where Col meant for them to end up, he wanted to dominate his partner but he felt so loved in his strong arms. He never felt complete until Dom was filling him full and he felt like after everything he could finally breathe. “If you ever-”
“I won't. I swear. M’yours.” The killer vowed.
“I'll kill you myself.” Colson promised back. He couldn't be without the other but that was too saccharine to say.
Dom grinned, flicking his tongue over the bloody place on his partner's lip. “Good. You better.” He would expect nothing less.
“We can face shit together or not at all. And I'm not doing this without you.” Oops. He swore the bastard's jizz always made him say the sweetest things. It wasn't him, it was the bonding hormones and mental chemicals. He wasn't gooey. His instincts were.
“I love you too.” Dom couldn't help the smile on his face, he was still too drunk and happy. He grinned wider when his omega beamed and shook his head with a laugh.
“Yeah yeah. You're still fucking smashed aren't you?” He teased back.
“Mmm aye. Very. Not done wiv yous yet.” The boy giggled but it broke off in groan when he felt another wave of pleasure roll through him.
“I can feel that.” Kells laughed back. Sure they had an idiot after them but they had hours yet before he expected an answer. Not only was Dom not done filling him but neither was done with the other. They were so wrapped up in each other they didn't notice the stranger's phone going off on the table. The idiot boy messaging them to count down. It didn't matter anyway, they both knew they'd figure out how to stop him, as long as they stayed together and trusted in each other.
Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 💛
Have some super naughty smut after all that plot 🤭 These boys are never done with each other. There might be a little more plot next but I'm sure they won't last long without needing each other again. After all, their cycles are coming soon 👀 Hope you're all still enjoying it! 🖤❤️🔥
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, baby fic, past abuse, past SA, childhood trauma, allusions to selling people, sexism (against omegas), drinking, mentions of murder, mentions of bombs, mentions of weapons, Dom's darker urges, Kells being playful, family talks, fears, hurt/comfort, blood, trying to sober up, movie time, edging, sexting, Kells being naughty, d/s dynamics, Dom being a dropped needy mess, teasing, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: mature
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
Dom was curled at the end of their sofa with his second cup of coffee and a blanket wrapped around him. He had eaten half a loaf of bread and a small bag of crisps just to sober up but it wasn't really helping. He could barely look at anyone else because he felt too embarrassed and he knew Tom was still upset with him. He wasn't supposed to binge drink but he really wasn't allowed tequila. Fuck. He'd have to buy the omega something. Or make him dinner. Maybe he could kill someone for him.
“So anyone gonna tell me why Dom's in the dog ‘ouse?” Blain asked from his spot on the other couch. He'd been wasting time watching tv but he could only keep preoccupied for so long when his parents were being weird in the same room.
“He's not.”
“He fucked up.”
“I fucked up.” Dom spoke at the same time as his mate and his brother and almost laughed that he and Tom were still so in sync. He was happy his lover forgave him already but he supposed it was only fair. He'd forgiven Colson a few unforgivable things. “I ain't allowed tequila but I got upset and drank anyways. Ya uncle deserves to be pissed.”
“Oh thank you for granting me permission you twat. I would be anyway. I'm not upset because you drank, I'm upset because you broke a bloody promise and you risked everything!” The photographer’s voice started rising and the Alpha winced. He was somehow still shitfaced and already hungover. “I get you're a sociopath but you're not allowed to lie to us. Don't fuck up again. Next time if your husband doesn't kick your arse I fucking will!”
Dom looked to his someday husband in question and smiled when the other man winked at him. He was sitting at the other end of the sofa holding their son and feeding him with a bottle even though he was shirtless and his pretty inked tits were so close. Yeah… Dom was still drunk and tequila always made him horny. “Sorry bruv. I swears I'll try ‘arder to do good. I were scared. You all deserve betters.”
“You add a lot of extra ‘s’s when you're drunk and you already put them where they don't belong.” Their older son laughed. “But alright, explain to me why you were scared. I've got a feeling it has to do wiv me.”
“Just a bit.” Kells huffed. He wanted to help but at the same time he couldn't help being a little snippy. He had already forgiven his mate and honestly it was a little adorable watching him drunk after he stopped trying to kill himself but there was a part of him still annoyed. He didn't understand how the killer broke after he'd tried so hard to show Dom they were together on this. He was there for him. They could handle anything if they were just together and his bitch ass partner tried to go off the deep end. Yeah, he was a little upset.
“Give him the book Dominic.” Tom demanded but Dom shook his head. He didn't even bring it out with him.
“We can jus’ talk. No one needs to-” He tried to explain but the omega was stalking away to retrieve it before he could finish his statement. He sighed deep and took another drink from his cup. The dark roast made him grimace but his lover rolled his eyes.
“At least you can have it. This little douchebag keeps me clean of all the fun shit don't you? Yes you do.” Colson didn't mean to use his baby voice in front of everyone but he was already exhausted. Their night had been perfect but they stayed up later than they should have and his day was already stressful as hell.
“Don't call Punk a douchebag. Ain't nice.” Dom hummed. It seemed like something they shouldn't start because they'd both grown up being insulted. Joking or not it might stick around and he wanted his boys growing up happy. As Tom walked back in wiping off the pages of the album Dom knew he might not be able to keep that wish with the older one. He wasn't sure if this would devastate the boy or not. It certainly had him.
“Nah, just has one for a dad.” Col teased, sticking his tongue out at his fiancé. He could tell he was nervous though and he reached over to pet his thigh.
Dom had to ignore the way his cock tried to fill at his lover's touch in exchange for the way his heart flipped when Blain took the book and started flipping through it. His hand dropped to cover Colson's and he squeezed. He wanted to playfully insult the other man back but he couldn't do anything but watch. Watch as the kid he took in and loved so much already came to realize they'd known each other a long time. Watch as Blain turned page after page until he saw the truth of their past. His stomach was in knots, his nerves a mess. It didn't take long but it felt like hours and when the boy was finished he closed the pages to set the album to the side. He sat back and looked at the ceiling for a moment, his eyes welling with tears. After a long pause he stood to walk over to their couch and took a seat next to Dom, leaning against his side.
“I should have known it was you. Nothing has ever comforted me like your scent.” The boy whispered. “So… you got drunk cause we was promised to wed? Am I tha' bloody disgusting to yas?”
“God no, I love you. You're amazing to me and I know we boff feel lucky as fuck to ‘ave you in our lives. But you me son, not me mate. You was never supposed to be tha’.”
“Ew. Fuck tha’. No offense.” Blain huffed.
Dom laughed and kissed the boy's hair but he still had to ask and he was terrified. The Alpha took a deep breath of his familiar family scent and made himself speak even though it hurt. “Do you remember… if anyfing ever ‘appened wiv us? Like bad? Or… ya know if you wanna talk about anyfing tha’ might ‘ave ‘appened to you at all. We ‘ere.” He wasn't good at the feelings thing. It didn't frighten him but he wasn't sure he was good at empathizing. It was a fuzzy spot for him as a sociopath but he had enough heart left inside him to love his family. He was reassured when his son didn't move away but he did feel a shift in his mood.
“I don't believe you did anything, no. A lot of people tried but… you was safe. If they tried anything wiv us… I don't remember. I jus’ remember being ‘appy every time they brought me to you. I remember running for yas and knocking you over.” He laughed softly. “But you'd giggle and pick me up. You always gave me wha’ever I wanted. You'd carry me all night if I asked. Sometimes I could only sleep next to you.”
Colson watched his boys bond and tried not to let himself get choked up. He didn't really have the hormone excuse anymore and he didn't want to cry in front of anyone. He was supposed to be a damn badass but how could he be with such sweetness around him? Everywhere he turned there were big puppy eyes and button noses. He was surrounded by shit to make him squee. He tried to keep his focus on the little one in his hold but he kept glancing over to make sure Dom didn't need him. He even checked on Tom and Mod and could tell the other omega was softening as he watched. He couldn't seem to stay upset with the Alpha any more than Col could. It wasn't fair.
“I love you too. I don't think you've said tha’ since we was kids.” Blain sighed. “I wouldn't ‘ave minded being given to you. We could ‘ave left together. I guess your dad's money weren't enough cause mine promised me to someone else. Some cousin. Wonder if we related too.”
“I don't know. We can look into it. So ya already knew you was promised to someone? He called me today.” Dom sighed though he knew he should explain it wasn't that simple. “Fucker tried to assasin- assass- assass-”
“Assassinate. He tried to assassinate you.” Colson chuckled. Dominic was holding it together surprisingly well for being so gone but he had trouble with some words anyway and he loved it.
“Tha’. Yeah he put a bomb on our car.”
“Our?”
Dom gave his mate a playful look and shook his head with a soft laugh. “Yes our. It didn't work and we talked for a few. He said he'll kill Cols and Punk if I don't give yas back and turn me'self over for killing the whole bloody mob. I never knew we was in a mob. Like ‘ow bloody weird is tha’?”
“You rambling. I assumed it was summat like tha’ but I didn't know for sure. I mean we ain't royalty tha’s for sure and it ‘ad to be one or the other.” The kid shrugged. “I'm sorry he's after you all for me. If you wanna give-”
“Don't even start. You're ours and you're not going anywhere.” Kells demanded. He wouldn't hear about trades or anything of the sort. Fuck that.
“Alright.” The young omega hid a bright smile against his adoptive father's shoulder. “You could give me a gun and send me in. I'll fix our problem since I started it.”
“The fuck you did. I slaughtered allllll ‘em bastards. I did. Me. Fucked ‘em all up. Pieces of ‘em everywhere. Blood- blood um… wha’ was I saying?”
“Tha’ you started it I fink. You was showing off about ya body count. Give me a few years and I'll be right wiv yas.” Blain grumbled. It probably wasn't something they should teach him or something they should tease about but they certainly weren't a normal family. They could teach him to do it to people who deserve to be hurt just like Dom disciplined himself. He didn't have to do terrible things with his urges. “I don't want anyone ‘urt because he wants me.” He whimpered softly showing a loving side was still so strong inside him. “I don't want Punk-”
“He won't get anyone. He's a fucking pussy! He built a piece of shit bomb and is probably a momma's boy little bitch. We could take him out in our sleep. Don't worry about any of us. We're supposed to worry about you kiddo.” Col tried to help.
“So wha’ do we do? How long do we have before he wants us?” The boy asked. He wasn't incredibly worried because he'd watched them both be terrifying multiple times already. He felt safe with his family but he didn't want to be the cause of new problems.
“A day. But I'll figure it out. Don't worry.” Dom soothed. He didn't have a plan yet but it shouldn't be too hard to deal with- as his mate had called the man- a pussy. He wrapped his arm around his son and held him close much in the way he did when they were young. “Since we all ‘ere why don't we watch a movie and relax? I fink we deserve a rest.” He met his mate's gaze and caught the raised brow. He had to just give him a smile back. He did need his lover but he needed his family too and it felt like Blain needed them. At least for a little while.
They let the boy pick the movie and got settled in. Dom had already finished his coffee so he was fidgeting with his free hand until he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. He was getting a little lost in the film, Blain picked Saw which was one of his favorites and the traps always held his attention. When his phone vibrated again he pulled it free and opened it. He had to tilt it away from their kid so fast he fumbled and dropped it to his lap. He didn't remember his lover taking that picture of him but there he was caught in perfect clarity on his knees with Col’s cock in his mouth.
C: That's what you get for ignoring me🖕🏼
Dom swallowed hard and repositioned himself, trying to pull up one of his legs so his hard-on wouldn't be visible to the room. He glanced back at his partner and the other man was watching the movie as if he hadn't done anything. The Alpha was far too drunk for this shite.
D: I weren't. Was just watching the movie
C: I can see that. Whore. You get off on this?
Jade eyes went wide and Dom trembled. He didn't want to answer the wrong way but he wanted to be honest. He wasn't exactly turned on but his killings had started right around puberty when his hormones went wild. The two were inextricably linked. He got pleasure from murder and bloodshed but he wasn't sure he liked it in the way the other was asking. But they both knew he was always ready for sex after a kill.
D: I get off on you 🤤🥵
He chose the careful answer and he caught Colson covering a laugh with a cough. He was still feeling the effects of the picture his fiancé sent him and he felt saliva pool in his mouth. The phantom weight of the man's dick on his tongue was something he couldn't ignore and it all went straight to his knot. He'd committed to family time though. He couldn't break so easily and early.
C: You want to. You're dying for it aren't you? All that blood and pain and your weird ass version of justice is playing in that fucked up mind of yours. You're hard aren't you?
Dom had to swallow a whine. It wasn't fair how well his lover played him. He could feel the soft pressure of his pants and he fought not to grind up. It wouldn't help anything. He needed real relief.
D: Yeah
C: I know baby boy. All that booze swimming in your veins and everything is going to your dick. Can't even use it tonight. And now you're making yourself edge
D: not making. You is. Fucker. Wait I ain't using me dick? 👀
C: Nope. I'll be using mine. If you're a good bitch
D: well leave me alone and I can be
C: where's the fun in that?? 😉
Dom groaned low when another picture came through. It was from the same instance as the other, he could remember the night. Colson was teasing him, rubbing his cock along Dom’s ass and catching the head of himself against his hole. The picture showed him pink and open. Needy. Wet from Col’s precum. Bloody hell he wasn't going to last through the movie if his mate kept up but he knew that was the game. He had to prove himself after what he'd done earlier. He had to make it up to the man he loved and so fucking desperately craved.
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A little more plot but I think we can all tell where the next chapter is going. Poor Dom doesn't know what he's in for. Colson is in a mood. No one seems worried about the not-so mysterious stranger, I guess we'll see if they should be or not. Hope y'all are ready for a very... Wet ride next chapter, and I hope you're all still enjoying this! 🖤❤️🔥
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, past abuse, baby fic, past SA, teasing, mentions of weapons, mentions of murder, allusions to selling people, dad jokes, poor attempt of murder, threats, bad explosives, Dom in a rage, confused Kells, nervous family talks, putting the pieces together, new threats, hurt/comfort, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: mature
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
Dominic woke the next day aching but happy until his mate started worrying about their office. He hadn't been in since Punk was born and the Alpha hadn't seen the need either. It sounded as if with the tv interview they did, everything was going a bit mental but the omega obviously didn't feel safe leaving their sons or the flat yet. He couldn't blame him, he didn't want them out on the street with those bastards in town. He wasn't sure what could be done but he offered to check in for him and that seemed to placate the boss. He was obviously fighting a war in his own mind that he should go but for all his bravery his inner lost boy was shining through. He'd been more shaken by the interaction the day before than he wanted to admit.
It didn't take Dom long to agree to check in though he wasn't sure what he could do specifically. He was reassured that Colson trusted him so much that his eyes worked as a second set for the man. The omega trusted that he would take care of anything wrong even though he knew fuck all about PR and even less about selling drugs or saving people. Mental fucking family business if you asked him. Kells didn't let him linger long after he agreed, the poor man was obviously stressed and pacing which was quite the sight with a baby strapped to his chest. A holster traded for a papoose. How quaint. Who would have guessed?
“Stop fucking staring at me you freak. Go check on our livelihood.” Col chuckled as he watched Dom standing at the door of their bedroom.
“Ain't me liveli’ood.” The killer teased back.
“Well you're not getting hits until this shit show smoothes over so guess what? Yeah it is. Don't you want Punk getting the best?”
Dom arched a brow and pursed his lips to the side. He knew it was a risk to keep playing too long but… “I fink our idea of ‘best’ is a bit different.” He laughed when his mate threw a spit up cloth in his direction but he dodged it easily. “Wha’? I'm jus' being ‘onest princess.”
“Princess? My fucking ass I'm the princess. Come say that to the dick you beg for!” The older man was still smiling even though it had an edge of exasperation. They were in a surprisingly good place for having a few week old baby and he damn well knew it. He just couldn't help worrying about the rest of his family.
“I can't! You was too spoiled by mine last night! Can't bloody walk straight.”
“You can't do anything straight bitch. I swear you sweat glitter and jizz rainbows.” The boss huffed and followed after his future husband. He wanted to kiss him and send him off but it was also difficult to let him go. He was having more trouble than he thought he would and he didn't know if it was their baby, his dad and uncle, or a clusterfuck of it all.
“You must got a fucking pot of gold in ya cunt by now ‘en.” If he came rainbows then Colson's womb was where it almost always ended up. That seemed to shock a harder laugh from the other man who shook his head as he got closer. The boy wanted to take him back to bed and stay forever, everything was going too well since their bonding session the night before and he was worried the other shoe was a shit kicker boot about to drop.
“Corny asshole. Corny. X rated dad jokes I fucking swear.”
“It's me right and your fault. You made me a dad.” The word still made Dom's stomach flip. It had never meant something good before in his life but now it was his label and it overwhelmed him every time.
“My fault? Absolutely not. It was this one. Isn't that right? You make your daddy say silly shit, don't you little man?” The omega wouldn't admit to the goofy saccharine voice he adopted when talking to their son but he curled his fingers around Punk’s little fist to help him wave.
“Me golden ticket to dad jokes.” The Alpha hummed, crouching down in front of his partner to kiss the baby’s forehead. Col took the opportunity to playfully pat the other's cheek with that so tiny palm which Dom kissed next. “Always after me lucky charms.” He put on his best Irish accent which was actually strong since he'd had some Irish family members. He wasn't sure why he made the comment besides knowing it would make his lover laugh and it did. Hard. More than he expected. Perhaps they should try sleeping instead of fucking some nights but he doubted they would.
“Fucking psycho bitch.” Col sighed with a bright smile and a loving gaze and Dominic stood to kiss him deeply. They'd both come to realize that insult had been a term of endearment since the first day they met. While it wouldn't be a meet cute to most it was perfect for them. It was their story and it started with teasing and blood and would probably always be that way. With one last kiss Colson watched his fiancé walk away, his sight dropping to Dom's gorgeous ass as he went. “Might have to give you back to Uncle Tommy or big bro tonight. Daddy needs to remember who's boss.” He playfully hummed down to his son. He liked the thought of having some time alone with the boy but he missed his Alpha as soon as the elevator doors shut. It felt stupid but he couldn't help it. Especially not after what happened the day before.
“Hey, bro?” There was a soft voice and a quick knock on the doorframe since they hadn't closed their bedroom door. Kells sighed but looked over to Mod.
“Fuck are you still home for? Shouldn't you be helping run my business?” He didn't mean to snap and there wasn't much anger in his voice but he couldn't help being annoyed. He thought he had the house to himself and his sons but of course not.
The beta looked nervously down at his computer under his arm and rubbed the back of his inked neck. He couldn't help smiling down at the baby in his little cloth holder though. “We thought we should stay in case you needed us. Besides we've been following a hell of a trail.”
“Stop rhyming. I get rhyming every damn night in those baby books. What are you talking about? Trail? What are you after even?” Col slipped the baby free of the papoose and laid him gently in his cot. He had a feeling he was about to have to sit and stare at a computer and that was easier without a child on his chest.
Mod stepped into the room and looked around outside it before closing the door. “Dom just left right?”
“Yeah.”
“Good cause Blain is in his room and this… fuck.” The other's voice was soft but even so Colson's stomach dropped. Why shouldn't Dom or Blain hear something? What the hell had he found out now? “Remember how you wanted me to get the kid’s papers?”
“Of course.” Col nodded and felt himself shaking. He gestured to the small sofa in his room and they took a seat while Mod opened his laptop.
“You're not gonna believe this shit. Tom and I still don't.”
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Dom flipped the car keys around his finger as he reached the underground parking. He hadn't driven since the day Punk was born but Colson had suggested he try again and since the office was a ten minute walk they both thought it would be good practice. He was humming an old punk song under his breath and surprised at the pep in his own step. A few orgasms did wonders for a state of mind. When he reached the Bentley his partner owned his nostrils flared. There was a strange scent near the car like someone had been close to it recently. He clicked the unlock button on the key fob and tried to ignore the alarm bells ringing in his mind. He was being too alert he was sure, he was on edge because he knew there were enemies in his territory.
“Wha’ the fuck…” His cursed wonderment trailed off as he noticed something sticking out under the vehicle. His eyes scanned the room before he crouched down and pulled the contraption off a little too easily. It was stuck to the underside of the car with duct tape and while the punk in Dom loved the stuff, he was confused. It obviously wasn't supposed to be there, Kells wouldn't allow anything so cheaply done. As he flipped the thing over he realized what it was- or at least what it was supposed to be and he wasn't sure whether to laugh or growl. Someone had placed a rudimentary bomb on the undercarriage of his mate's car.
The smartphone strapped to the supposed explosive lit up from a call and the Alpha rolled his eyes, ripping the cords out with his fangs just to be on the safe side. He pried the cell off easily and answered the call, his gaze moving around the concrete room to catch any movement. “‘Ello. I fink you fucked up. Might you be me in-law?” He teased but he honestly didn't think Colson's bio dad would be this idiotic.
“Who? No. Shut up. You weren't supposed to answer!” The voice on the other end was obviously trying to sound deep and American but he caught the accent of home. His brow arched at the sound and the way it cracked. How young was this arsehole wannabe killer?
“But you called me! You ain't made a lot of ‘ese ‘ave ya? Tha's alright. I'll show ya ‘ow summat is supposed to explode when I get a’old of your insides. Who the fuck are you?” He growled low. He wasn't in the mood for games, he was already annoyed at the thought of having to leave his family.
“You're holding my bomb, I obviously get to ask the questions. I have the power here. You're in trouble Harrison, you killed the wrong person and stole from my family.”
Dominic didn't mean to but he couldn't help but laugh. “Right, I've got ya bomb so I fink tha' means I ‘ave the power actually. Sorry bruv but I've killed a lot of people, you'll ‘ave to be more specific.” He could feel his mind slipping to that darker state as he started prowling the car park. He didn't have a weapon on him but he didn't need one. If he could find this bastard he'd rip him apart bare handed. That sounded like exactly what he needed.
“You- you- stop messing with me. You know what you've done! You pissed in the wrong pint Dominic. You have a legion enraged with you but they let me come because you stole something of mine. I might go easy and just kill you if you give it back and turn yourself in. If not, I might have to take your bitch first.” That line made the killer see red and his senses felt turned up to eleven.
“Are we playing? ‘You killed me faver, prepare to die’? Nah. I killed me dad so I don't give a fuck if I killed yours too. I ain't stole nuffin. I might ‘ave let you go wiv a bloody warning but you fucked up. You don't talk about me mate.” If he squeezed the phone any tighter he was going to break it but it was hard to calm down. His bloodlust was making him tremble.
“You admit to killing your own father so easily? Just that is a crime against our family. You didn't just kill him though did you? You cleaned out almost all the Alphas that worked with him. You could have been something incredible one day but you're a broken Alpha. Turned against your own. For that crime and for stealing my promised mate I'll have your head Harrison.” Dom couldn't figure out what the hell he was talking about? Crimes? Family? Who was this bellend? “Give me Landon back and I might just let your bitch live. I may even leave your progeny to carry on your name. Perhaps the family would be happy to have another Alpha from your line. Landon and I can raise him as our own.”
Landon? Who- oh. “You're not laying a finger on me sons. But you should let me know wha’ family you going on about so I know who to send your pieces back to.” Dom growled. He was more than enraged. He was almost dizzy with his anger.
“Your sons? Landon isn't your son, he was your- Stop distracting me! You have one day to turn him over. You may keep this phone and let me know when you're ready to give your life and my mate to me. I'll let you say your goodbyes even though you didn't allow any of our people that courtesy. But of course that's what they get, allowing northern scum to join. Until then Harrison.” His prim and proper accent was making the man's blood boil but the moment the bastard hung up Dom cursed. He was still so confused but that last bit was just icing on the shit cake. He was always looked down on for where he was from.
The Alpha dropped the phone in his pocket and locked the car up again. He couldn't go out with someone threatening his family. The fucker knew his full name and Blain's, who the hell was he? What had they found themselves in the middle of now? What had he meant by family? His father worked with a lot of people, sure but… Actually Dom didn't know much of anything about what he father did or the friends of his he’d taken out after. He'd gone on a bit of a spree at first after his first taste of murder and he found every Alpha arsehole in his dad's phone book. He was starting to wonder if he'd missed something big and if his original confusion over Blain wasn't warranted. He could remember questioning why and how another Brit ended up in his vicinity. Had he been on to something?
He made his way back inside the Four Seasons and stopped at the front desk to ask if anyone new had been hanging around. The clerk was overly helpful and kind and he recognized the man as someone they'd saved the day his son was born. He talked to him for a few minutes and they even checked the cameras when he explained his lie of someone trying to steal their car but whoever had placed the bomb had been completely covered with a long coat and hood pulled over his head. Fuck.
“Fanks anyways. Keep an eye out for me aye?” He asked of the guy who agreed emphatically.
“Your family is getting quite the list of people not allowed on the property. We're happy to help though. I thought you should know the man from yesterday tried to come by again. He asked for Mr. Sebastian to be sent down. We logged his question and the footage and sent him on his way. We're keeping track in case Mr. Baker needs it for the police. I'm sorry we can't do more.” The way he sounded and the look he gave the killer made him wonder if the man wanted to commit crimes for them or if he was reading too much into it because his urges were too strong. Probably the latter.
“Ya did good. Fanks for telling me. Keep an eye out for anyone in tha’ coat.” Dom explained before finding his way to the elevator and back up to his home. He desperately hoped Colson wasn't pissed that he never left but he couldn't after what happened. Maybe if his mate was still worried about the office later he could leave for a bit if he knew his family was protected but he didn't think anyone else was still at home.
He realized how wrong he was when he reached the top floor and walked to the bedroom he shared with his lover. He could hear Kells talking to Mod which he knew meant Tom was also home. How weird. Their voices sounded stressed and he didn't want to interrupt but he needed to see that his family was alright with his own two eyes so after a deep breath to calm himself he knocked on the door.
“Shit! Who is it?” Col called out.
“Sorry luv, summat came up. Can I come in?” It felt odd to ask for permission to enter his own bedroom but after a moment his lover allowed and he walked in before closing the door at the other men’s urging.
“What happened? You okay?” Kells was nervous at the sight of his fiancé’s crimson gaze and furrowed brow. Had he been listening?
“Are you?” Dom was worried about his mate, the older man looked anxious but he took a moment to glance at his sleeping babe.
“Um… Just tell me what happened? We're fine.” Kells tried to soothe. He needed to check before he explained. He was scared to just dump it all on the boy since he didn't fully understand yet either. He didn't know what it would do to his partner.
“Some fuck put a shite bomb on the car. I talked to ‘im when he called to activate it.” He huffed, dropping the mess of the explosive on the coffee table in front of the sitting pair. Even Mod looked nervous. What was happening? “I fhought it were about you but now I fink it's about me. Twat said I killed a bunch of ‘family’ and I stole ‘is mate. Finks Blain is ‘is but he called ‘im Landon. He hates tha'. I'll ‘ave to ask if he knows any posh arse’ole.”
Colson shared a look with his brother and swallowed hard. After what the beta told him he wasn't exactly surprised. He hadn't expected something like this but at the same time he was almost shocked they hadn't had someone come after them sooner. “You might wanna sit down baby. Mod figured some things out.”
Dom looked between the two and felt his rage melting away on a rush of nerves and worry. He liked anger better but he couldn't hold on to it. Not when his mate was looking at him like that. “I’d like to stand fanks. Jus’ tell me.”
Col sighed and pushed a hand through his hair but he gestured to his best friend as he stood and stepped closer to his lover. He wanted to be close if Dom needed him. The beta clicked a few things on his computer before he set it on the table and bit his lip. After a moment he finally seemed to ready himself but first he texted Tom.
“Can someone talk? Starting to fink someone's dying or summat.” Dom teased but when the door opened and closed again behind him and his brother joined the group he was truly worried. It must be something terrible if they thought they needed all three of them. “Fucking talk. Now. Please Cols?”
When Colson heard his mate’s voice soft in that scared little boy way it got sometimes when he dropped the omega stepped closer and sat at the foot of their bed. He patted the mattress and after a moment the Alpha joined him but Tom walked around to sit next to Mod. “What did your dad do for a living Dom?” The photographer asked and the killer blinked at him a few times. What the bloody fuck did that have to do with anything?
“Dunno. I never fhought to ask when I was cutting ‘im open. Why?” He grumbled. He couldn't help almost sounding petulant.
“Be nice. It matters.” Tom huffed.
Mod turned the computer around and showed Dom the screen. It took him a moment to realize it had a picture of his dad with a group of other men on it. Other men he killed. “You didn't just join a crime family bro, you were born in one. Your dad was a pretty high ranking member of the mob there.” The beta explained as bluntly as possible and it felt like a punch to Dom's guts. What did that matter though? The man was dead.
“And all the-”
“Other members. I've seen Tom's blog. I know you took out almost every one of them. I get it dude, you thought you were just killing your dad's asshat friends but-” The beta chuckled. It obviously wasn't funny but what else could one do in this situation but laugh? “One by one you picked off almost every adult Alpha in this group before coming here. And they sent one of their last to find out where you went.” He explained, clicking onto another page and Dom recognized the man staring back at him as Blain's father. Bollocks.
“Wait so Blain could ‘ave been promised to one of ‘em fucks? Absolutely not.” He huffed. He wasn't going to think what he did was wrong. Those men needed killing. Part of him hated that they may have caused extra problems for his family but he still wouldn't change anything. It all led him to where he was.
“Actually…” Mod laughed again and Tom swatted the back of his head.
“We've been through much of the group's bank records and paperwork once we figured out what we were seeing. Blain might have been promised to someone else in word after what happened but before his father came after you. However, on paper…” Tom tried to take over but the pair shared a worried look and Mod pushed the laptop closer. After a moment Dom made himself look.
The Alpha couldn't believe what he was reading. The world didn't work like that. It was far too fucked up and he didn't want to believe it but he honestly wouldn't be surprised with his father. It was there in black and white and staring him in the face. A picture of paperwork they'd obviously found in Blain's father's stuff. “He's a baby compared to me.” Dom almost whimpered and he tried to swallow the pit in his throat as he turned to his mate who reached sweetly for his hand. The Alpha didn't feel like he deserved to be touched. He felt disgusting. It hadn't been his choice obviously but he was still a part of it. “Me father tried to buy Blain for me? As a bloody mate?!” Even saying it out loud didn't make it feel real but he thought he might pass out.
The universe worked in fucked up mysterious ways and somehow he'd unknowingly moved from mob to mob across the sea and he'd found his way to adopt the boy promised to be his mate from the day Blain was born. He couldn't get it straight in his mind and he didn't want to. “I guess everyfing exploded anyways.” He almost laughed. He could feel an edge of madness as he looked at the piece of shite bomb on the table.
Kells rolled his eyes and moved closer to his mate, wrapping his arm around the boy's strong shoulders. “Fuck that. Nothing is different. This just means Blain was meant to be ours. That you were meant to be mine. It's a good thing. Probably.” He tried so hard to soothe but he'd never been good at it. He could cheer his bitch up with some good head or fuck the pain away but talking it out? Reassuring him? He was lost. That was Tom's job but the man was leaving it to him.
“Liar. I jus’ dumped some bullshite on ya lap.” The boy muttered with a pout as Col pulled him closer.
“We'll figure it out together. It's not like you haven't been dealing with my shit for months. It's fair to share.” Colson teased.
“You said no rhyming.” Mod tried to lighten the mood and thankfully it made them all chuckle. That was the thing about their family, no matter where they came from or how their lives started out they took care of each other and faced dangers as one unit. It didn't matter what happened before or who was after them, they were all together and they all hoped that would matter most. It was certainly easier facing life altering madness with your family behind you, even if it was family that was screwing everything up.
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So the plot is really starting to plot now. I'm sure they're not done being smutty boys but here is a little story in between 🤭 Poor Dom, he's feeling very overwhelmed with all this news. Let's hope he can handle it without going off the deep end. I wonder how Blain will react? We'll find out soon. I hope you're still enjoying it! ❤️🔥🩷🖤
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Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, past abuse, past SA, past miscarriage, baby fic, d/s dynamics, sex as distraction, needy boys, cuffs, dominant Kells, sub Dom, control issues, triggering by accident, teasing, mentions of past stalking (playful), mentions of murder, gagging, improper use of underwear, past theft, sense play (ish?), grinding, praise, rough sex, strength display, breaking things (fun way this time), power play, deep talks (past loss, future ideas), post coital truth, hurt/comfort, alpha posturing (in a sexy way), desperation, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: explicit AF
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
Dom tried not to whimper so early, he could feel the switch in his mate's mood and it promised he was in for it. His lover always did this, went hard on him when he couldn't get control of his own emotions and while the Alpha wanted to help he was almost scared to let himself drop when he knew those bastards were in their home city. He felt like he needed to be ready for anything but his partner obviously didn't think so. Col’s gaze was bright gold already as he pulled off his belt and snapped it between his hands. The sound didn't exactly get the reaction he probably thought when the killer twitched and cringed. His dad always used a belt.
“Shit. Sorry.” The omega bit his lip and tossed the accessory away. He rubbed a hand through his hair and sighed deep. “This isn't going like I need it to.” He wasn't blaming his fiancé, he was pissed at the universe. How dare they come so close to his family? How dare that fucker speak to him? He couldn't handle it. He needed his mind to be quiet.
Dom watched his lover and knew he was fighting his own demons. He normally made sure to fight his reactions because he never wanted Kells to think he triggered him but that one he couldn't help. He didn't mean to let it show. He pushed himself up off the bed and unbuttoned his shirt, letting it fall to the floor. He kicked his shoes off and worked open his slacks, pushing them down before he went to his omega's special drawer. He knew mentally he couldn't handle much but if Colson needed control he could allow it. He found what he needed and laid back down, snapping a cuff around his own wrist. He quietly threaded the chain through the hidden hook on their bed as he got comfortable, took a deep breath, and locked himself in. The anxiety was immediate since they hadn't tried this before but he was desperate to help the other's state of mind.
Col watched every movement until Dom was spreading his legs wide, the fucker hadn't even worn underwear that day so he was a naked gift for his eyes. The Alpha didn't ask for permission but he knew what the boy was doing. The perfect psycho was trying to help. “You know I lost the key to that set years ago.” He teased but Dom only swallowed hard once before he rolled his eyes. He knew his fiancé, Kells would never lose something like that. It would feel like chaos to keep something he couldn't work properly and besides, the Alpha could break it if he needed to. “What if that's not what I wanted?” He tried to keep a threatening tone but his cock was proving his lies. He was throbbing in his boxer briefs as he stared down at the killer. He just still couldn't decide who should fuck whom.
“Ya sure look ‘appy wiv it. But if you ain't…” He trailed off, tugging just hard enough to make the chain strain. When he proved his strength so blatantly it fucked Colson up, he could feel his thighs dripping wet already.
“Show off.” He huffed back, peeling his underwear down his legs which he kept in his palm while he crawled in bed. He waited for Dom to try to speak again and he stuffed the wet fabric between his lips. He couldn't leave it long, he liked kissing him too much but the sight of Dom’s eyes flashing crimson and his dick jerking against his belly was worth it. Col needed the ego boost. “Bring back any memories stalker?”
Dom just growled playfully around the flavor of his lover's cunt and tried to grin. The first day they'd met he'd stolen a pair of Col’s boxer briefs which he sucked clean and never returned. Even with them living together they were still in one of the killer's drawers, they were special to him now. He'd never quite heard the end of it since even Colson's unmentionables were expensive as fuck, but he didn't care. Those proved what they did to each other and all they were together. They were the beginning of everything along with the knife he'd cut the man with. Kells always thought his stalker box was silly but he'd added to it as well, now it held the blade they'd used to cut Punk’s cord as well.
“How needy are you today?” The omega purred, his fingertips trailing down the other's happy trail.
Dom couldn't speak but he tried to be honest with his shrug, he wasn't the one feeling broken and he would be alright no matter what his fiancé needed. Col could fuck him or ride him and he'd be satisfied, he just wanted to help his partner however he could.
Colson sat back to stare at his lover, the way his arms stretched straight and almost seemed painfully pulled made the man bite his lip. He didn't know why it was so hot the killer was bendy but it always turned him on. He could feel the boy's nerves but that just added spice to his need, they hadn't attempted this yet so it meant a lot to him that Dom wanted to try. He knew it was fucked that he took away every form of communication the Alpha had and now the other had to trust he wouldn't push too far. He could do anything he wanted and he couldn't be stopped. It was exhilarating, but he wouldn't break that trust.
“Close your eyes?” Colson asked softly and Dom obeyed without a second thought. The faith the psycho had in him was almost terrifying and he had to take a moment and swallow his own building nerves. He sighed deep when he realized he was already trembling, he had been since the moment in the lobby.
Dominic listened to everything around him, his other senses taking up for the lack of sight. He was a predator by nature and couldn't help it but he tried to relax every limb. He felt the bed move as his mate did, the heat from his partner warmed his skin as Col hovered over him. The sound and scent of the omega's cunt got stronger until he swore he could feel the air wet over his thighs. The older man made sure not to touch him anywhere until he suddenly did and all Dom's awareness zeroed down to the first drop of slick on his cock. It was torture not to open his eyes but he felt himself jerk, his dick's instincts to get closer was just like the rest of him. He wanted to pull his wrists free and grab for his mate.
The first touch of drenched folds against the hard line of his shaft made him groan and he let all his attention fall to the feel of his lover grinding against him. His fangs bit down on the fabric between his teeth and his toes curled to keep himself from bucking up. Kells chuckled and the light dimmed behind his eyelids as the man drew closer, hovering above the Alpha just out of reach. “Look at you. Such a little bitch for me. You'd beg if you could talk couldn't you?”
The Alpha nodded and it felt like his dick tried to as well. He could feel himself hard and leaking against his belly and he couldn't wait for the tight hot press of his lover's inner walls. He wanted to open his eyes, he wanted to touch, he wanted to taste, to explore, and fuck. He must have muttered something that sounded like his last thought because Col laughed and licked a stripe over his cheek before attacking his ear with his tongue and teeth and Dom thought he might come out of his skin if he didn't get relief soon. He wasn't dropping really, he didn't feel safe doing so, but he was letting his partner lead.
Colson was fighting himself not to moan at his bitch’s reaction. The boy looked so pretty under him, his skin shining with sweat and already turning pink from the strain of controlling himself. His hips rolled as he teased himself to his lover's tip and back to the base over and over but before long it was getting to be too much for him as well. That was the only place they were touching besides his lips and teeth against the boy's earlobe and he needed more. He couldn't get off the way he was playing but he knew his mate was getting closer with every pass. He was pushing himself too close to breaking. He leaned forward and wrapped his fingers around the headboard as he rode his killer's cock to the head again. He paused there, taking a deep breath as he felt Dom move- the first time the Alpha couldn't stop himself.
Dominic groaned as he canted his ass back and felt his cockhead catch against his lover's hole. He wasn't supposed to help but he was too desperate to feel the other from the inside. Technically they still weren't allowed and they'd only broken that one night but they were ignoring the rules once again. He couldn't seem to make himself care as Col accepted him and started sinking down and they both whimpered in tandem at the feel. His body arched and he tugged on his restraints but he wouldn't fight too much. Not yet. He could feel himself drooling into the already wet fabric but he wouldn't even open his eyes. He was trying so hard to be good. Be what Kells needed.
“Bad boy.” The omega teased but he took him to the base and clenched. He wanted to start moving automatically but he gave himself a moment to adjust. They were already in trouble, he wouldn't break himself along with the rules. He was just desperate to feel loved, to remind himself that being an omega was safe for him now. He needed to feel the reason he was happy to be what he was and chase darker memories out of his mind. He dropped his hands to tangle in Dom's where they laid cuffed and fisted. The Alpha squeezed him back and fought not to circle his hips. He wasn't supposed to move but it felt impossible. Everything felt impossible. How was he supposed to keep from looking or kissing or touching? He was a tactile handsy bitch but he'd done this to himself.
With a deep breath and a playful clench the omega pushed himself up to find a steady pace. The stretch was overwhelming but it always was, his lover was a tamed monster all for him. He could feel the boy deep in his stomach and he knew if he looked down Dom's cock would be visible again. Fuck he'd missed that all through his pregnancy. He nipped softly at the killer's earlobe once more before letting go of their hold and pushing himself back, his touch landing on his partner's knees as he arched his back and stretched his torso out.
Dom groaned when he felt his dick slip deeper and his fingers spasmed since he couldn't reach for the other man. He couldn't tell what Kells was doing without looking but he kept himself in check. He could obey his mate if it made him happy. The hot wet press surrounding his cock had him shaking. He could feel slick dripping over his thighs and stomach. He always ended up a mess when they fucked and he loved every bit of it. He felt claimed by his omega when he was drenched in his scent.
“Fuuuuck you should see this. You're so deep. Can you feel it?” Colson panted as he watched his stomach move with every thrust. He knew he was being an ass because Dom would do as he was told but he couldn't help teasing. He laid one palm against his belly and pressed down hard and they both shuddered at the feel. The Alpha couldn't help but buck his hips, driving him somehow even deeper. “Shit baby, you're so- mmm-” His voice broke off on a soft moan that sounded slutty to his own ears. His lips curled in a smirk as he slammed himself down a little harder. He was already too close for his own good. Something about seeing his mate inside him always pushed him there, they really needed to film themselves at some point.
Dom whimpered when his lover lunged back to face him and the move was so fast it almost startled his eyes open. He kept control but wondered what the fuck was happening as his fiancé grinded down against him and his breath caught when he felt the other's breath against his face. Colson bit the other end of the underwear in his mouth and dragged it free, helping Dom wet his lips again by spitting on his tongue. Col kissed like he fucked, rough and messy and wet as hell. How could it be anything else when his partner's mouth was better than any cunt? The killer overwhelmed him with every kiss.
Kells kept his hand against his inked stomach, holding a tight pressure around Dom’s already trying to pop knot. It made the Alpha's cock press so hard against his spot he honestly thought he might pass out when he came. “How bad do you wanna touch me?” He asked, his fangs nipping at the boy's bottom lip and tugging.
Dom couldn't do much more than grunt and try not to pump his hips at all. “B-bad. Need you.” He forced his mouth to speak but it was a hard thing. He just wanted to melt into a puddle of pleasure. The omega just chuckled at him and the sound danced over his skin like silk. He felt goosebumps on his skin all over. They were drenched with sweat, slick, and precum, their bodies trying to stick together wherever they touched. He always felt so alive under his mate.
The omega waited until he felt that pressure build in his core and he pressed his lips to the other's as he purred- “Then fucking do it.”
The Alpha growled low and snapped the chain like it was nothing, almost pulling the hook out of the headboard. His arms wrapped around his lover as his knees pulled up behind Col’s ass. He didn't know if he was meant to take over everything but he was too far gone to care. He panted his partner's air as he bucked his hips up, finding a hard rhythm to match his need.
It didn't take long for them both to be a whining mess and between one thrust and the next Colson broke for his lover. That swollen spot inside him felt too much and Dom moved just the right way. A soft cry escaped him that his Alpha tried to swallow as he gushed for the other who was grinding his cock deep. It only took a nod and a nibble from Kells to make him shatter, he was still too controlled by the man to cum without permission. “I shouldn't-” He tried to say but those golden eyes glared at him. Col wasn't having any of it.
The feeling of Dom’s knot locking them together pushed Colson over the edge again- or still. He wasn't sure and he soaked their skin and mattress even more as he felt his Alpha fill him. “Good boy.” He sighed and tried to smile but he was too lost in his rapture and he wasn't sure if any of it was understood.
They held each other close as their bodies rocked together. They couldn't decide whether to let themselves come down or to keep going, keep the real world away for a little longer. With just that simple thought he knew the answer and he had to press his face against his lover's neck to hide. Dom was perfect as always, petting along his spine and keeping quiet, he always allowed the other to feel when and however he needed. He knew if he kept going the killer would follow his lead no matter what and just that had him stilling his body and holding the other man tighter.
“I miss them.” He whispered something he never had really admitted before and he wasn't sure if it even made sense.
“I know.” The Alpha sighed and kissed his fiancé’s temple. He wouldn't do anything but try to help. They always found it easier to be honest and open in their room alone. Especially after sex when they were spent and flooded with happy chemicals.
“I didn't want them. Hell, I didn't even fucking know until-” Col’s voice felt wet and he had to swallow hard. He didn't want to let himself cry.
“I know.”
“It doesn't make any fucking sense.” He huffed.
“I fink it does. You was young and ‘urt and it weren't the right time or the right person but ‘ey was still a part of you. You're allowed to miss ‘em. I would too. ‘Ell I miss kids I took care of as a boy and ‘ey weren't part of me.” Dom tried to soothe. He wasn't sure if he should but he didn't want his lover getting down on himself. He deserved to feel understood and seen.
“I guess so. I'm scared I fucked up.” He sighed and he felt the other's confusion in the tension in his muscles under his touch. “The blockers and everything. What if Punk is a fluke?”
“Punk ain't a fluke. We can ‘ave more babies whenever you ready. I know we can.”
“Never would have pegged you for an optimist.” Colson laughed, pressing a kiss to his mate's jaw where he could reach. He still couldn't make himself sit up and look at him but he wanted the other to feel loved and appreciated.
“But ya do peg me.” Dom giggled, he couldn't pass up the joke.
“Mmm, I fuck you. I don't need a fake dick for your sexy ass.” He didn't mean to let himself feel the thought so much but they both noticed when his cock twitched between their bellies.
“Fairs.” The Alpha hummed but it was breathy as hell. He'd been trying to explain a point before the man distracted him. Bollocks. “I trust us.” He shook himself free of his budding need and pulled his lover closer. “The world has fucked us over too much and it bloody well owes us. Our biology or what the fuck ever overcame all tha'. I believe it will again. If not I'll jus’ kill someone else and bring ya a baby next time.” He halfway teased. He was sure there were asshole Alphas who deserved his blade with babies. He didn't think it would ever come to that though and he got what he wanted from the statement, his partner laughed.
“What if I'm ready now? Like, next heat?” Col asked as he calmed down. He could feel how much Dom’s body liked that thought when his dick jerked another load inside him. It made his cheeks flush and he was glad the boy couldn't see his face.
The Alpha tilted his head and cupped his mate's cheek to get their gazes to meet. He wanted his omega to hear and believe him completely. “If ya ready ‘en I am. Don't doubt after ya next ‘eat you'll be full of more ‘an jus' me cum.” His voice dropped enough to make Col’s eyes flash gold and his body trembled.
“Yeah?” Kells whimpered, surprised at his own reaction but he always loved when his partner sounded proud of himself.
“Breed you up good omega. Don't doubt me.” It was the most Alpha sounding thing Dom had ever uttered and it made a heat rush through Colson's core. His toes curled and his pussy clenched. He didn't think he should like it so fucking much.
“Should we practice?” He teased but his voice was soft and needy and it made Dom smile as he rolled them over and he hovered over his mate.
“If you fink you can take it.”
“Fuck you, of course I can.” It was an empty promise, they both knew they should be careful but it wouldn't hurt to at least try. Besides, like Dom had said, they deserved better from the universe and this is what they could do for each other. It felt good to lose themselves for a night like they used to.
Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🩷
Oof, I hope this was good. I quite enjoyed it 🤭 I'm not totally sure they're handling things the way they should but at the moment it seems to work for them. I just wonder after everything Col went through with Punk if he's really as ready as he thinks he is. I guess we'll find out. Hope you're still enjoying it ❤️🔥🖤
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, cursing, past abuse, past SA, past trauma, interviewing, cover stories, boys acting, allusions to murder, anger, mentions of weapons, talks about traumatic birth, mentions of miscarriage, tears, sexism (to omegas), trying to change the world, evil from their past, panic, alpha posturing, misunderstandings, using sex to cope, needy boys, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: mature
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
Collette was able to set her plans in motion more quickly than either man really liked. She was the main person to actually run their cover business so getting in touch with the right people was simple for her. Within a week Colson was sitting in the lobby of their home with the same woman who interviewed his father, his fiancé and sons with him on the couch. He was dressed to the nines and feeling more like himself than he had in weeks, he could fit into his old suits again even though it was tight around the belly. He had everything on that he would have worn before except for his weapons and his glasses. It felt weird to be around a stranger without them but he was supposed to be completely himself. His omega self. Fuck it was terrifying.
Dom was sweating under the lights but he kept himself as calm as possible and tried for his most charming and disarming smile. The one that made people question his age and call him precious. It was almost amusing how easy it was for him to act the non-threatening Alpha he tried to be for everyone but other Alphas. The woman sitting across from him had already awwed over how sweet he was with his son. He tried to keep himself settled and support his mate but it was difficult to keep smiling when there were so many new people around. He wanted to take his family back upstairs and preferably take his lover to bed. He looked damn good in his new suit and Dom was tempted to cut it off of him.
“I have to thank you for meeting here where something so traumatic happened to your family. I've spoken to some of the people who were here that day. They all think highly of you and say it was you and your family that helped save them.” The interviewer- Ellen, explained politely. Of course Colson knew they would dramatize everything and to most people that would have been traumatic. To him it was basically just another Tuesday. Literally.
He played along and looked around before glancing down and taking his partner's hand as if it were difficult for him. He wondered how hard Dom was biting his cheek not to laugh. “We did what we had to for our family and friends. I've lived here since I was a teenager so you have to understand how important these people are to me. This is my home. I felt responsible with Megan coming for me. I should have seen that she needed help long before that.”
“It wasn't your fault. You shouldn't take that on. She was a misguided Alpha who thought the way too many of them do. That any omega is up for grabs. I've seen too much in my career and I know what that state of mind causes. Damage. Trauma. Most often death. You're lucky I think that it ended up how it did. People like her are why we need to change the way we view both Alphas and omegas. We need to teach the next generation better. It seems you're already working on that.” She grinned over at Blain and Punk. They hadn't given out the kid's names but they were allowed to be filmed. Blain could talk if he wanted but so far he kept quiet, just watching everything and smiling like Dom when it was appropriate. Col wondered if he should worry his whole family was filled with sociopaths but honestly he was just proud.
“We're trying, yes. It wasn't until I had kids that I realized what I was doing before was wrong. I shouldn't have hidden what I am to get where I am today. Now we're trying to show them that no matter what they can achieve anything. Our older boy even helped that day, as you know. Omegas are strong and he knows that.” Kells winked at Blain who nodded but stayed quiet. He hoped this wasn't upsetting him but they'd told him he didn't have to come. The kid had said he was part of their family and would stand with them. It felt cheesy as fuck to say and it definitely was, but deep down he knew while he was hamming it up for the television, it was still true. He had already decided to stand up to teach their boys.
“I think everyone understands. I mean look what happened when you were found out at work. You were protecting yourself from Alpha's and one proved your point. Still you and your family won the day and now you've become the face of a movement. I feel partly responsible for this since I was the one who interviewed your father. Please understand I didn't support that, I don't think abusive people deserve a platform.” Ellen huffed and the couple shared a look. They hoped she didn't get fired for being so honest on screen.
“I don't blame you, I can see how your bosses thought it would be good for ratings. I'm just thankful for getting my chance to speak. I can't call that man my father and I hope everyone understands that. He was abusive to my mother and I and hid behind religion to do it. My uncle…” He wasn't just pausing for dramatic effect but his pulse raced. He squeezed Dom’s hand and took a deep breath, letting himself sniffle. “I'm sorry, I can't talk about that. Especially not in front of the kids.” He didn't mind lying to keep himself from having to be so open. It felt bad enough that his whole family already knew, he didn't need the whole population hearing about his bullshit past.
Ellen handed him a tissue and he made himself tear up. He wouldn't normally, he wanted to seem strong but he also knew an omega crying tugged at everyone's heartstrings. “Of course you don't have to. I'm so sorry. I can't imagine what's been brought up for you since that interview.” She sighed. She truly seemed to feel badly and it made them like her even more. Collette had been right, this was the way to handle it. Her plan had been to fight fire with fire and plaster themselves in the media as the perfect family. If Kells had to lead a revolution they needed to control the narrative.
“Thank you. I'm sorry. It doesn't matter how long it's been, some scars never heal.” Colson cleared his throat and tried not to think about how true that statement was. Shit, he hadn't meant for that. “I never meant to be the face of change but being a parent now I see the importance of it. People like them don't deserve to be heard anymore. They hurt children for their own pleasure and amusement and Alphas still run around thinking people like me are toys. The fact he implied I would hurt other omegas? Sick. They're disgusting. Yes I hire omegas in my clubs but I keep them safe. I pay them triple what other places do. Ask any of my people if they feel safe and cared for. I don't force any of them to do anything and we even hire them for our company. But it's not enough. The world has to change. My mother taught me that.” He smiled his most charming smile.
“I had the opportunity to meet your parents before our sit-down. I'm not surprised you have such a lovely relationship with an example like them. Especially since an Alpha gave you your position.” Ellen praised Collette and Travis and they both deserved it. They were still there watching from the sidelines and Kells was happy with that. He needed all the support he could get.
“My dad is incredible. He took me in as a broken kid and helped me heal. Genetics don't make a father, love does. The man you interviewed wasn't anything to me but pain. I learned everything from Travis and now I just hope I can do the same for my son.” He explained softly and he knew the camera was probably zooming in on Blain. He didn't want to overdo it but they needed to seem as sympathetic as possible.
“I'm sure you will. For how young you both are it's incredible you took in a young omega. May I ask how you found him?” They were thankfully prepared for such a question, they knew Ellen would get there at some point. Collette had helped them prepare for every eventuality.
“I don't want to say too much about him, you know? I want my family to have privacy as much as possible. But I help a lot of omegas running my clubs and one of my girls had met him. When his father died he had nowhere to go so the girls sent him to me. I guess they thought I'd offer him a job but no, he's too young. He felt like ours from the first moment we met him.” A lot of it was a blatant lie but the last line was true, Blain was their son from the moment Dom saved him.
“Your family really is the perfect example of what the future should be. Your boyfriend really doesn't mind letting you lead?”
“My fiancé is happy to let me be the boss. Aren't you baby?” Colson teased, leaning over to kiss Dom's cheek.
“Yes master. Kidding! No, I love me mate and I love seeing him flourish like he is. I didn't ‘ave a good example growing up but I knew I didn't wanna be like me dad. I knew from the first time I met Cols tha’ we was meant to be and he was me boss from day one too. Omegas ain't less ‘an and I want our boys to know tha’. If anyone should be the face of change, why not one so pretty?” Col rolled his eyes at his lover's words but kissed him sweetly for themselves and the cameras.
“Your boss? How scandalous.” Ellen laughed.
Kells nodded, it was part of their new backstory. “He walked in one day looking for a job as a bodyguard- we get plenty of threats to our clients. After meeting him I couldn't lend him out to anyone else and now I'm glad I didn't. He helped me so much that day.”
“From what I understand you were in labor through the whole ordeal but the three of you still managed to save everyone in the hotel before your fiancé delivered your son? I can't imagine how terrifying that was. I'm glad the police issued an apology for how they failed you that day.” Ellen was right, they had apologized but the family didn't trust it for a second.
“It was both the worst and best day of my life. My family helped me through it but even dead I can't forgive Megan for making my baby come early. I'm having trouble forgiving the police because something could have happened to my son. We all made it out but I lost some friends that day. You're right Ellen, we have to teach Alphas better. I'm just doing my part to help.” Colson explained, taking his baby in his arms as she took her cue and wrapped up their interview.
“I think you're right, and we all need to do our part to do better. I just want to thank you again for opening up your home and your family for us. You should still be bonding with your son but because of more trauma inflicted by my own company you've had to sit down with me. I can't apologize enough or thank you enough. I think your partner is right, if anyone should be the face of change, you're the perfect example of what it can be. Thank you for being that and showing us.” Ellen held her smile as the cameras stopped and after they were off and the lights were being dismantled it fell to something more genuine.
Colson eased himself off the couch and shook her hand, keeping Punk to one arm. “Thanks again El. I think that went good.”
“Good? Kid that's gonna go wild. I've never been so happy to owe your mom one.” The woman laughed. They had all been surprised to find out the two were old friends.
Collette stepped closer and hugged Ellen close and the beta kept apologizing. “I can't believe they made me sit next to those bastards. I wanted to fucking kill them both. I'm so glad we were able to do this but I think they'll want one with you too. And if this goes as well as I think it will, I'm worried they'll want all of you and your ex on screen together.”
“I know, we'll face that if we get there. I'd be happy to do an interview with you but I wanted the focus on my boys first.” Collette explained. Kells thought she just didn't want to be ‘the face of change’ as everyone kept calling him.
They stood around talking for a while as the cameramen and workers packed up the set to move out. With so many people walking in and out no one noticed a new face walking in until he was looming close. Colson was the first to recognize the scent and his blood ran cold. His lover picked up the switch in his expression automatically and before he even turned to look he was taking Punk from the omega's hold and passing him to Blain. He wanted to send them away but they didn't have time to make sure they were safe so he stayed close as the stranger walked up to their group.
Col felt lost and quiet as he saw his uncle in person for the first time since he was a boy. He had to fight himself not to start shaking but his fight or flight went crazy. His heart raced, his trigger finger itched, and he could feel a pit in his throat he didn't think he could swallow. “You need to get the fuck out of my lobby.” He growled low but it felt too breathy. He honestly thought he might pass out he felt so dizzy.
Collette stepped between them with Travis fuming next to her. “You heard him. What do you even think you're doing here?” She huffed.
The bastard looked between them all and Dom stepped closer. He wanted to reach for a knife he didn't have but he knew he couldn't use force. There were too many people around for him to kill the other man but he couldn't believe the audacity.
“I'm not here for any of you. Get over yourselves. Fucking whores. No, I came for the boy. I saw your little interview and I heard your lies. I know you ran off with something of mine. I can't believe you'd show him off and claim you found him.” It honestly took them all a minute to understand what the hell he was talking about and Colson was starting to regret doing the interview live. They should have recorded it separately but it seems either way the idiot would have come. Maybe if he'd done it later they could have shot him for trespassing. As it was he'd have to have the fucker arrested at best.
“Who the hell are you talking about?” Kells couldn't help snapping but when his uncle looked at Blain his heart froze in his chest.
“You took what's mine. Give it back to me and I'll be on my way.” He obviously knew he had to be careful around such a crowd but he still showed up and they were all pissed.
Dom wanted to step up to him but Colson got in his way, blocking the man from looking at their sons. “You knew? You fuckers beat the shit out of me and sold me and you knew you had-” He had to swallow bile. “My son is not yours. You beat that out of me. You're not owed anything except a bullet between your eyes. Get the fuck out of my home.”
His uncle stared down at him with more hate in his eyes than anyone should be able to muster but Kells met him with the same amount of rage and disgust. When he had the nerve to look at the boy again Blain flipped him off and grinned. It wasn't exactly helpful but it was just who he was and the boss had to summon the hotel guards. “Please escort his ass outside and make sure everyone knows he's not welcome. If he gets in again I'll make sure you're all fired. Don't make me do that please, I like you guys.”
They watched the man get dragged outside and Col felt his power slip away, he'd had enough strength to stand up to the dick but he felt broken having been so close to him again. Dom pulled him against his chest and led him and their boys to the elevator. They were all quiet on the ride up until they got inside their home. “Did tha’ twat waffle think I'm his kid?” The baby Brit exclaimed and Col’s psyche broke enough he laughed at the insult. The sound broke off in a sob and his mate pulled him closer, easing him over to sit down on the couch.
“He knew. He knew I was pregnant and they sold me. They tried to kill us both and they- they succeeded on one.” His voice broke. It wasn't that he wanted to have his uncle's kid but he couldn't help both being terrified of and missing his child every day.
“I guess I'll take the compliment tha’ he thinks I'm yours.” Blain tried to help soothe him but Colson felt lost in his fear and pain. His heart was breaking all over again. “Mum you gotta breathe. He won't get me. He won't get near us again. I'm sorry, if I'd just spoken up once he wouldn't think tha’. It's on me.”
“Hey no. It's not on you. And I should be telling you you're safe. We probably shouldn't have had either of you with us but mom thought…” He sighed. They couldn't change it now but they could all keep each other safe.
“I wanted to be wiv yas. If he shows up again I'll go off on him wiv every British insult I can think of. I might be alright being yours but fuck him.” The boy pulled a face. “Actually no, bad choice of words.” Col couldn't help but laugh again. Dark humor was the family way to handle shit it seemed.
“You are ours. Jus’ means no one leaves ‘ome alone alright? Someday I'll kill ‘em boff for all ‘ey done but for now we stay tog'ever. You fink your mum will come up soon?” Dom asked, they all knew her penchant for coming up to apologize and check on her son. It was sweet but part of him wanted to take Kells to their room and soothe him alone.
“I got Punkers if ya need a bit.” Blain seemed to read his mind but everyone knew how they needed time alone after something intense. It was just part of their bond.
“Fuck. I know it's shitty of me but if she comes up here crying I'll break the fuck down. I can't do it right now.” Col was closer to snapping than he wanted to admit and if he saw tears in anyone's eyes he knew he'd shatter. He felt like he couldn't breathe and their walls were too close. The fucker had been in his hotel and that was too much. Being in the same city as them was too much for him.
“Come on. Let's go rest yeah? I've got yas.” Kells nodded at his lover's soothing voice and let the other help him off the sofa. He didn't know what he needed but he knew what Dom said was true, his Alpha always had him. No matter what.
The killer wasn't exactly sure what to do with his lover once they reached their room. He'd been flooded with needy thoughts earlier in the day but those washed to the back of his mind on a rush of anger at the man who'd interrupted their lives and the fear of what it brought up for his mate. He should have searched them both out long before and killed them already. He felt responsible for them making it into their state and close to his family no matter how little sense it made. He needed to protect his people and he'd failed in that. He couldn't imagine what was going through the other's mind.
Colson sighed as the door closed behind them. It felt calming that they were cut off from the world. Part of him wanted his son in his arms so it gave him something besides his past to focus on but he knew this was better. He needed to let some emotion out. “I don't want to give him a fucking second more of my life.” He huffed as he took his partner's hand in his. Would his uncle keep thinking Blain was his or would he take his word on what they'd done? What did he even want with the boy? Did they realize he was an omega? Did they want money? “Kiss me.”
“Wha'?” Dom blinked. His fiancé wasn't even looking at him when he asked. He could feel the stress rolling off the man. It was almost a physical aura.
Kells cursed under his breath and turned his Alpha to face him. Before another thought could cross his mind he'd pressed their lips together hard. “Shut my fucking mind up.”
“Bab-” Dom couldn't get a word out before he was pushed to fall against the bed rough enough he bounced on the mattress. He couldn't do more than watch as Col started stripping for him. The suit looked incredible but everything looked better off his mate and he felt his body react with every new inch of skin revealed. He wasn't sure this was how they should deal with their problems but since his normal way was murder he didn't think he was the one to throw stones. “Me or you?” He asked softly, swallowing hard.
Col dropped his shirt and cupped his own hardening cock through his slacks, smirking down at his lover. “I haven't decided yet.”
Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🖤
Sorry for the cliffhanger of smut but the chapter was getting long. I can't believe that man showed up stalking them and thinks Blain is his! What can they possibly do if they can't kill him? I hope you're all still enjoying it! ❤️🔥🩷🖤
Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, baby fic, cursing, past abuse, past SA, past miscarriage, allusions to selling people, sexism (against omegas), family talks, threats, allusions to murder, issues with the government, secrets revealed, past DV, Kells trying to be strong while everyone talks about his past abuse, panic/anxiety, hurt/comfort, cuddling, fluffy love confessions, boys being adorable, enemies to lovers ❤️🔥 Rating: mature
All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🩷
When Kells sat down with his family around him, his mate on one side, and his sons on the other he wasn't sure if he did in fact ‘got this’ as Dom had said. Mod, Tom, Trav, and his mother were on the other couch and his best friend was setting his cell on the table. His knee automatically started bouncing and he thought about running back to their bedroom and hiding. He was supposed to have weeks for a break but his father going on live TV fucked everything up. His men didn't even know the full story but he was sure they heard that bastard's words- ‘Colson tried to tempt me. Just like his mom.’ Or however he'd worded his disgusting lies. He was positive everyone in the home had heard what he yelled at the screen but did Mod know? Tim must. Any of the men who were around when he was young. Fuck. He couldn't look any of them in the face and call himself a leader could he?
Blain eased Punk to one arm and reached over for Col’s hand. It struck him suddenly that if he let himself feel shame for all he'd been through he was basically telling this boy he should be ashamed too. That any time he was hurt it was his fault. That he couldn't be strong for being put through hell. That's not what he wanted either of his boys to believe, he wanted to prove to his young omega that he could be whatever he wanted in life and he shouldn't feel anything but pride for surviving. He wanted his little Alpha to grow up knowing omegas were his equals, not less than. He didn't want his lover thinking he should hate himself for what happened when he was younger. If he didn't face this head on he would be letting down everyone he loved and himself.
He never wanted to be the face of an omega revolution, he'd spent so long lying to himself and everyone else about what he was it didn't feel fair for him to. If anything he felt like an insult to the movement but no one else was saying so. Dom had shown him his fan pages and so many sweet messages, he had support of thousands if not more. He knew he couldn't look himself in the mirror if he didn't step the fuck up but he was terrified at the same time.
“So are we thinking car bomb?” Rook spoke up from the phone and it made everyone chuckle. It broke the tension and reminded Col these were his people. He just tried to keep thinking how easy it had gone the day he came out. They all already knew. Maybe they knew this too?
He cleared his throat and sat forward, spreading his legs to lean his elbows there. He felt bad letting go of both Dom and his son but he had to focus and he was sure they understood. He needed to feel in control and he knew he wasn't doing it alone. Besides he knew himself damn well and he'd probably be pacing a hole in the carpet soon. “We can't do anything like that. Mod, this line secure?” He had to make sure and his brother nodded. He trusted his tech inclined roommates to know better than the feds. “This apology they're issuing is probably bullshit, it just means they'll be watching us closer. We can't do anything that would get us caught which means we can't make any buys this month either.” Down to business first, they can handle his dad after or preferably not at all.
“Weird idea I know but uh, why don't we just tell them what we do?” Pete offered from his line and Kells rolled his eyes.
“We can't trust they wouldn't try to step in and fuck it up. Can you name the last omegas the government actually saved? Yeah. I didn't think so. We do their job because they don't give a fuck about people like me. Besides if they found out we couldn't keep it from spilling to everyone we buy from. We'd be up shits creek without a damn paddle and I'm not doing that to what Travis built. I hate the idea of waiting, I know that's a lot of people lost but we have to give them up for long enough so we can help even more later.” He explained. It truly did hurt his heart that he couldn't help for a few months. Who knows how many omegas he'd lose the chance to save in that time.
“Tell us what you really think.” Rook teased again and he laughed softly, finally pushing up to stand so he could pace. He knew the bigger shit was coming and he hated it. He didn't want to talk about them. Ever.
“It's okay baby, I can take this.” Collette offered as he walked past her but he shook his head. He was boss, even with Travis alive and mostly well. He could handle it. Right?
“We're on your side boss, we know they were lying.” Tim spoke up and for just a moment Colson wondered why he wasn't already in his home. He glanced to his parents who were watching him pace and his brows furrowed.
“Just a sec.” He huffed.
Dom watched his mate walk straight out of their home and he shared a confused look with Tom. It was Travis who rubbed over the back of his head like he was nervous.
“Oh hey boss!” Tim's voice sounded further away from the phone before there was rustling coming through the speaker. After a moment the door opened again and Colson was dragging the beta with him. He stood in front of his mother and adoptive dad and gave them a look until the old boss scooted over.
“Stop being fucking weird. Tim is more welcome than you two assholes.” Kells huffed as he started pacing again. The beta had already helped him through a lot.
“What the fuck is happening?” Rook asked from the phone and Col threw up his hands.
“Tim was hiding in my parents apartment like a dirty little secret and I'm putting my foot down. I might have been an idiot before but I know now and I'm cool with it. Don't fuck with the good shit you actually have in your life.” The omega's gaze locked on his mate's and they shared a soft smile. Now that he knew what love was he didn't want anyone denying it. Not that he'd say anything so cheesy.
“Like I was saying. We know they're lying and we know at least some of what they did. I remember finding you Cols, we're behind you a thousand percent. Always.” The beta explained. Surprisingly Kells found himself wanting to hug the guy but he just gave him that bro nod. If he touched anyone he was pretty sure he'd break the hell down.
“I don't. Some of us don't know.” Pete spoke up and Colson thought about not explaining shit. The important people knew but… weren't they all important? He couldn't decide if he needed to do something with his hands and he thought about taking his son but Punk was sleeping happily in his big brother’s hold and the sight was too comforting to stop.
He picked up one of his boy's squishmallow stuffies. It was some kind of goblin looking fuck but the softness was nice between his fingers. He kept squeezing it or tossing it around as he walked back and forth but he wasn't sure how to talk about this. “I know some of you remember when I got here. When Travis found me. Well as my sperm donor said himself by accident, he sold both mom and me, but it wasn't because we came on to his brother. He caught the fucker…” He couldn't swallow past the lump in his throat and he was squeezing the squish too tight to his chest. He probably looked like the lost boy he felt like but Dom met his eyes and smiled.
“You all remember how hard I fought to find Colson after Travis saved me. Well it was because I worried my ex’s brother would assault him like he had me. My husband- who bought me as a child, came home to find his brother attacking me but they blamed me for it. He questioned if Col was his which of course he was. I was barely old enough to even have children. They nearly killed me and sold me, keeping my boy and moving away so I couldn't track them down.” Collette sighed, squeezing her mate's hand. Tim wrapped his arm across the back of the sofa to go around Travis's shoulders so he could rest a palm on her neck. They were sweet together if weird to see. Travis was in the middle because he was obviously the center of them. Whatever was happening. Shit, that wasn't the important thing at the moment.
“History repeats itself I guess.” Col grumbled and he caught a few curses through the phone. It was reassuring they all loved him and his mom so much but he didn't want them thinking less of him. Or thinking about it every time they saw him.
“So it was your uncle's kid? That's fucked up.” Dub huffed through the phone and Kells felt his stomach roll. He hadn't meant to explain that part really and his pulse raced. The old timers knew?
“Shit, hey. You're okay. Colson? Breathe for me.” Travis had dropped his cane after pushing himself up and he stopped in front of Kells to cup his cheeks. “We could smell it on you when we found you. It didn't matter to anyone. It still doesn't. We love you and we would have loved them too. You're our family. My son. Our leader. Don't let this fuck you up.”
After a minute Kells took a deep breath and nodded. He was pretty sure Dub muttered an apology at some point but the damage was done. He wasn't upset, he just didn't like talking about his miscarriage. Like the other said- it was deeply fucked up. “I want them both dead but we can't kill them yet. What are our options in the meantime because they're trying to fuck with my name.” The omega spoke and Travis stepped back with a proud smile but Tim had to help him sit back down. It was obvious walking without help took it out of him.
“All I can think is death.” Rook explained and Col almost laughed. There was a chorus of ‘same’ and even most of the people in the room nodded along. It was his mother who raised her hand with a smirk.
“Actually I have an idea. I don't think you're gonna like it though. Any of you.” She said, looking over at his mate and sons. It piqued his interest but honestly even if he hated it he'd do what he had to, to protect his family. They couldn't kill the men but they had to stop their talking. It could ruin their livelihoods and ability to save omegas if they kept it up.
“Let's hear it. I'll take anything at this point.” He sighed and she beamed at him. He'd do anything to help keep his family safe.
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Colson had said he'd do anything for his family and his name but after everyone had left he was still warring inside over her idea. She'd explained herself in detail and it made perfect sense but he was having trouble finding the strength inside himself for all it would take. He was still pacing hours later, his son asleep in his cot. His family had either left or gone to their rooms except Dom of course. His Alpha stayed with him but kept his distance for the time being. He was terrified the killer was upset too.
“Do you think it's a good idea?” He finally asked when the world started to feel quiet. He made his feet pause and he turned to face the other man.
“I don't like it neither but I don't know wha' else we can do. Bastards plastered ‘emselves on TV to make sure we couldn't fuck wiv ‘em. Pretty sure ya mum's right. We out of options luv.” The Alpha sighed and shrugged, holding out his hand to ask his mate closer. After a moment Col walked to him and crawled into his lap, straddling him gently. He didn't want to put too much weight on the other but Dom pulled him flush against him.
The boss exhaled his stress at the relaxing feel of being held by his lover. Dominic always made him feel better. “It's gonna be stressful as fuck. I mean it's already bad getting these little stalkers outside and shit. We'll be doing this on purpose. You hate being perceived.” He joked, wrapping his arms around his partner's neck.
Dom curled his fingers around his mate's hips, his thumbs petting over his hip bones that were getting more visible by the day. For a split second he felt sad over the loss of Col’s baby bump but he shook it off and kissed the other's lips. “I can do it. Yeah it'll be awkward for a bit but I'll get used to it. Besides it ain't like anyone is gonna recognize me or nuffin, don't got no one to bover me like you do. I'll stand be’ind yas like a good boy. Besides, if I ever get caught it'll make a great chapter for all the True Crime docs about me.”
Colson rolled his eyes at his lover's joke. He hated the thought of her serial killer ever being found out and he trusted Dom would always be careful about that. For now it was completely separate, they weren't doing anything that could get them in trouble. No, for now they were just a couple that helped run a family owned PR company and a load of clubs in LA. They were company men and good boys. They were used to masks, this was just a new one. Dominic would do anything Col needed him to and he always would.
“Mmm, ya know…” Kells trailed off as he licked over his mate's lips. “If we really want to present a strong bond and family values shit…” His stomach flipped with nerves as he sat back and slid off one of his rings. He always wore the one Dom bought him on his ring finger but the one he pulled free was something Travis had gifted him long ago. It was a simple titanium band with crosses all around and he held it up between them and took a shaking breath. “I think we should get married.”
“For the story?” Dom asked. He could still remember the night he accidentally proposed and Colson had ignored him. He didn't want to say yes just to make a good picture. He wanted his partner to ask because they were in love. He knew they were, but of course his dominant needed to be in control of even this.
“For me. Because shit Dom, I need you. You're already my mate and the father of our boys and you back me up with everything. I know all this, I know I have you forever and sure maybe I'm letting this shit push me into asking now but-” The omega stopped himself from rambling and he took a breath. When their eyes met again he tried to speak from the heart as best he could. He tried to peel away every mask and facade he'd ever put up and just let his psycho see the real him that only he could find. “I wanted to say yes that night. I was terrified of something so fucking traditional and believe me if we do it in a church I'll pass the hell out.”
“I fink I'd burst into flames.”
Kells smiled at his mate's soft tease but continued. “Seeing them again… He's the reason I was scared of tradition. He married mom so young and would have married me off too. He hid behind religion and kept saying God knew she was still his forever. It fucked me up. I'm yours because I want to be. Every scar we give each other reminds me of that. I would die if I lost you, probably take your ass with me first. But I don't want to let him scare me off anything anymore. You gave me our boy and I survived it. You mated me and I survived it. Now… this is the last thing he's kept me scared of. So Dom, will you marry me and help me face one last fear and beat him again?”
The Alpha rarely felt the type of emotions that made him cry but Colson had been bringing that out of him for almost a year. He felt his eyes burn but he blinked it back, holding his hand up for his lover. “Course I will, always got your back Cols. Long as you remember I asked first.” He teased and sniffled. Kells always took the lead and he wanted just this one thing. His partner chuckled wetly as he slid the band on his finger. “So, courthouse? Vegas? Wha' ya finking?”
“Oh baby no. Just because I don't want a church wedding doesn't mean it won't be the most spectacular thing you've ever seen.” He purred as their lips met and he felt the other man swallow hard.
“It's gonna be…” Dom trailed off and Col nodded.
“Expensive as fuck. Yeah. We deserve the best of everything, don't we?” He could already picture so much of it and he couldn't wait to see his lover all dressed up. “I'm not wearing a fucking skirt.” He had to add and Dom laughed, his palms resting low on the older man's hips.
“Maybe I will.” The Alpha shrugged and rolled his mate's ass in his lap. He wasn't sure if he was trying for anything but he wanted to feel even more connected. He was just happy to finally understand what had happened before and to be able to help his partner through everything. Forever. Soon he wouldn't just be a mate and father, he'd be a husband and he was marrying the most self spoiled brat he'd ever met. He couldn't fucking wait.
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Slightly intense chapter but surprise ending! I love the juxtaposition of how low-key they are personally but extravagant with what they show to the world. Such a calm sweet proposal when you know the wedding will be wild. I wonder what Collette has planned to help, I guess we'll find out as we go. I hope you're all enjoying it 🖤❤️🔥
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