What’s Wrong & What’s Right, Part 6
Summary: How did Johnny get involved?
Pairings: Johnny Storm X Reader
Rating: explicit
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, A/B/O dynamics, unprotected sex, smut, PIV sex, knotting, breeding kink, forced prostitution, creampie, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 2.7K
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“Imagine seeing you here again,” Nick stops Johnny at the door. His hands pushing up against his chest, “Price is doubled.”
“Doubled?” He gives Nick an annoyed laugh, handing over his black card. “Am I allowed to ask why?”
“Why are you coming here four to five times a week? A Beta like you, surely you could get anyone. You have fame, money, why her?” Nick takes a big sniff of Johnny, and the younger man pleads that all his precautions are working. Hoping that his natural Alpha scent doesn’t come through, because he was desperate to touch your skin. “Mmm, did his card clear?”
“Yes, Alpha,” the old woman says from behind the desk.
“Johnny, I’m watching you. You’re growing attached to my Omega,” interesting choice of words that he was using. Johnny’s face remains unmoving. You were not Nick’s Omega. He made sure of that. Made sure that you were slicked up and ready to take his knot. Showing him your mating gland every time he was sitting deep inside of you. He had you needy for him. Begging for him. Nick reaches behind the desk, pressing a button to unlock the door.
Johnny didn’t need to be shown to your room. He is well aware of your location now. Strutting down the hallways, and none of the other Omegas even knew. They were idiots, and you were such a smart one. Scenting his designation immediately. Just like you were truly meant to be his.
Opening up your bedroom, you pace around in nothing but one of his button up shirts. You had worried your lip raw, and you turn to look at him. Unbuttoning the shirt and holding it open for him. “Johnny, I need you to knot me. And I need you to mark my mating gland. It hurts. It hurts so bad now. You’re my Alpha. I don’t want August, and I can’t stand the scent of Nick. I pushed him out of here earlier. He tried to touch what was yours. Please, I don’t wanna be here anymore.”
Tears spill out of your eyes, and he understands Nick’s reserve earlier. He definitely could probably feel you losing interest in Nick. Stupid man only had himself to blame. You grab at Johnny’s hand and put it on your mound. Guiding his fingers until they were in your warmth. Moaning at the way he felt in you.
“It just hurts so bad when you’re not here. I need you always. I need you in me. Please, Johnny. I’ll be your perfect Omega. I just need it,” the whole time you were crying to him you were grinding on his fingers. It was a pitiful moment. An Omega that went through hell to become the perfect wife. And now you were desperate to be claimed.
The House of Walker produced good Omegas at a high cost. They were brutal in their training, and you were showing what happened when one was unclaimed. Delirious in need to be claimed and mated. “Johnny, please, just give me your knot, Alpha. It hurts so bad,” grabbing his free hand, you place it on your tit as you walk back to your bed. Palming him over his pants. “I’ll be your good little Omega bitch. Give you so many pups. You feel my slick leaking out onto my thighs? I need it.”
“Yeah, you do,” he groans, pulling down his pants. Letting his cock spring up, and he pushes you down to the bed. “Don’t you get on your knees. I want to see your pretty face when I breed you.”
You spread your legs out wide, fingering your own tight channel, and spreading it out wide for him to see. “I need it,” you whine as he walks over to the bed. Jerking you to the side before he stuffs his aching cock into your cunt. There was no time for adjusting, he just begins rutting into you like a mad man. Leaning over you to give you a filthy kiss. His hands grab firm onto your tits as he spears into you. Keeping your legs spread wide, and holding them down on the bed. There was nothing you wouldn’t do for him.
“You want me to fuck a pup into you?” He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to get you out of here, but this was definitely not part of the plan. “You want me to claim you properly,” with wild eyes you nod your head excitedly, and Johnny pounds even harder into you. “I’m gonna,” he was an idiot. He knew he was. But your mating gland was pulsing so hard. Your walls were squeezing him so tight. It was perfect. You were perfect. And you were his. August Walker be damned. Frank Adler be damned. You were his.
“Do you know where she is or not?” August slams his fist on the desk as he looks across at the most incorrigible man he had ever met. “Why do I feel like you’re playing fucking games with me. I want my future wife home now!”
“I got some intel from the Adler man.”
“The man that took advantage of my Omega? The man that was fucking her in our house? Don’t speak to me about that man,” he didn’t want to believe the rumors of some man sneaking into the house, until he saw it with his own eyes.
Saw you giving Frank everything that was supposed to be his. He was nothing but a Beta, and he had gathered quickly this was the Beta your father had forbidden you to see. He hated Frank. Hated that he had ever had any part of you, but he was useful. He felt connected to you in some way. Was intuitive about your whereabouts. “What did he say?”
“She was abducted. You’ve heard the rumors of Omega brothels,” August pounds his fist back on his desk, before holding his head in his hands. “Frank got the camera footage. I have an idea of where this brothel is. It’ll cost some money,” August sits up at his desk quickly. Eyes drifting all over his guest’s body.
“It’s a brothel only for Betas. You smell me, you know I’m not a Beta. It costs money to pretend to be another designation, and I’m giving you a discount. Face it, you can’t go in there and see if she’s there. They know who they took her from. I’m offering you a chance to get her out.”
“Storm, if you fucking screw me over,” August bares his teeth, and an animalistic growl leaves his mouth, “You are not to touch her. She’s mine. My Omega. You are not to be inside of her. If they’ve pimped her out to other Betas, I’ll burn their whole operation down. I will make them dread the day that they took my Omega. Days before our wedding. She was going to take my knot like a good Omega. Four days. Now I am feral and need to knot her! You screw me over…”
“Got it,” Johnny says with a crooked smile. “I’m not allowed to touch her. She’s your perfect Omega. I get it. What’s so special about her?”
“She’s just…perfect,” August reminisces, reaching into his locked bottom drawer to pull out a pair of your ruined panties. “Her scent is like heaven. She’s obedient. Wags her cute ass when she’s being praised. Our first night together she was presenting for me, and begging for my knot. And I want her back. I’ll ruin you and Reid if you do anything to fuck me over. You know I will. I’ll bury you, Storm.”
“Right. Ruin me. Can’t touch this Omega that smells like perfection. I’m sure she’s just like every other one of them,” August shakes his head no. You were trained to be perfect, and that you were. “I’ll see if I can find her. Where should I give you updates on her whereabouts?”
Nick flips through a few of the newsreels featuring August and his constant pleading for you back. He could have mated you, and he would have always known. Could have given you what you really deserved, but instead had you locked away from him. Nick starts to exit out of one of the videos, until he sees a familiar face, stepping up behind August for a quick word before Johnny leaves his side.
“Son of a bitch!” Nick screams, clicking on the cameras to your room. Johnny had your legs and head in the same direction, leaning over you, while he sniffs up your neck. “Fuck!” He gets up, stomping towards you room.
“Alpha! Claim me! Knot me! Mark me! Alpha!” Opening up his mouth wide, Johnny stares at your beating mating gland, it was wrong. This wasn’t his assignment. “Alpha! Fill me with your seed!” You scream out as he pierces your mating glad and the pain you had been feeling deep in your core was starting to subside. You were getting a high from the way he felt.
He disconnects, looking back at the door. He definitely went off script here. He was so close to filling your belly full of his spend. You looked so peaceful for the first time since he met you. He was taking a risk. Gambling with both yours and his lives, but there was something to be said about mates’ rights. “Mark me,” he grunts as his thrusts start to stutter. “Make me yours. Hurry!”
With one hard pound into your body, you reach up, and pull him down, biting at his throbbing gland as hot ribbons of his cum paint your walls and you whimper as his knot stretches out your cunt. “Johnny!” You scream as your bodies literally bond and fuse together. You had been claimed and a rush of euphoria of which you have never felt courses through your veins.
Feeling almost drunk and high from the thought, you lick at his bite mark, smiling at how you and him completely belonged together. It was beautiful. Just like you knew your own mark would be. Looking down at where you connect, you smile at how your cunt had taken him.
“You fucking asshole!” Nick storms into the room, slamming the door behind him. He gasps when he sees Johnny’s own mark, and your cunt spread, and holding his knot. “What the hell did you do?”
“Alpha claimed me,” you were gone. A teenager drunk for the first time. Rubbing over your belly, and moving down to rub at your clit, and down to his balls, “Look, he’s so fucking deep in my belly. Alpha put pups in there. He’s my Alpha, and I am his Omega.”
“Alpha/Omega rights say you can’t keep us apart. My Omega is leaving with me.”
“And Steve. I need Steve to go, too,” you giggle, playing with your hardened nipples. “Uh, you feel so good and deep Johnny. Nick, I feel him all over me.”
“I want her and the little runt to leave with me. You can’t keep us apart.”
“I’ve kept Steve from his Alpha and Beta. His mark has nearly healed.”
“She marked me, too. It’s different. Bucky and Natasha were never marked. We are finite. It would be near impossible to keep us apart. She needs me. You know she does. She’ll die without me. She can’t even think like a normal person now. She’s in heat,” Nick cackles, shaking his head.
“It’s impossible. She…”
“She’s been taking my knot for weeks now. Breakthrough heat. She…she has to go with me. You can’t keep her from me or my pup,” his hand rubs over your belly, and you whimper, looking up at him. “It’s illegal. And I…I got a big mouth.”
“You think I care about legalities when I’ve got a house of Omegas being used as fetishes for pathetic Betas? I took all of them.”
“You don’t want any fucking kids here! Just let her and the Rogers kid leave with me. We won’t say anything. You’ll never hear from us again. Walker, Barnes, and Romanoff are the only people looking for their Omegas!” That name sounded familiar, but cold, and you were swimming with the sweetest thoughts of Johnny and his baby inside of you.
“I need a nest! That’s what I’ll do,” you look back down at your hole, giggling again, “I can’t move. Our baby needs a nest, huh, Johnny?”
“Yes, darling,” you preen as his hand presses against your cheek. “You’re going to make the best nest,” he looks back up at Nick, while you nuzzle your face against his arm. “She won’t survive. She won’t make it without me. This is finite. You can’t go against biology.”
“You fucking asshole!” Nick screams, clenching his fists. You seriously were in Lala land. It was like you couldn’t think. Your whole being was to be the perfect Omega, and you were finally claimed. Your hand rubs over your belly while you sing a sweet lullaby, but you were still trying to comfortingly rub Johnny’s scent all over you.
“You took her from me!”
“You never acted on it. I would say you took her from Walker,” that name again, you let out a pitiful whine, rubbing your hands up and down Johnny’s chest. That name was making you uncomfortable, and making you want to cry. “Don’t do this to us. Let us go, Rogers, my Omega,” a chiming giggle exits your mouth as you kiss over Johnny’s arm. “See? She’s addicted.”
“You fucking took her from me! She was for me! You ruined her! That cunt…she was my prize Omega.”
“Johnny’s Omega,” you giggle looking up at Johnny. When he smiles down at you, your body wiggles in spite of yourself. “Always Johnny’s Omega. Gonna give you all the babies in the world. Like right now,” you tap over your belly. “I think you fucked a baby right in there. I love your knot. It feels so good to be knotted, and now I’m fully yours. Oh!” You look down at where Johnny was rooted into you, “Johnny, I don’t want you to leave me. Can you give me your knot again? Or can I sleep with you inside me? I need it.”
“She’s fucking psycho now. Useless.”
“She won’t perform. She won’t take another cock. Won’t like those cock sleeves you provide for the Betas. She’s had the real deal. And if I don’t show up tonight, my team has been given this address, and they will raid. I want her and Rogers to go home with me.”
“Son of a bitch!” Nick screams, walking out of your room and slamming the door.
“Johnny, can I play with your cock until you get hard again. I want to fall asleep to the beat of your throbbing cock. Please, sir? Please, Alpha.”
“Fuck,” he didn’t think this through. Didn’t think about the responsibility you were going to be for him. Or even just how hot he was going to find you being needy for him, almost begging for his cock. But then you lift yourself off the bed, and kiss over his new mark, and he starts relaxing. This he could get used to. “I’ll protect you, Omega. You really think there’s a pup in this belly?”
“Oh, yes. There’s a pup in here. And you're his daddy. See,” you rub over your belly again, and still he sees nothing. “I’m sleepy, Alpha. Will you hold me? Keep me safe?”
“Yes,” he whispers, pulling himself out of you, he shimmies beside you. Pulling you closer to him, where your eyes get really heavy, fluttering close. “I’m going to protect us, Omega. We’re getting out of here.”
“Steve, too.”
“Steve, too. Natasha and Bucky will be relieved. Get some rest though. Let your Alpha take care of you, okay?” You nod your head a bit, and start to settle on the bed. You were so very tired, and already drifting asleep. Johnny had to stay on alert. He knew that Nick would try to stop them, but now Johnny had something so much more important to him or a job. He knew he screwed up, but this was the only way.
“Alpha, can you put your cock back inside of me?”
“Of course, Omega. Get some sleep, darling.”
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