You were the perfect Omega. Soft, quiet, ready to please an Alpha, but you were used for the folly of desperate Betas. Betas who wanted to treat an Omega like they were the Alpha. Nick Fowler kept you mostly guarded. You were his golden star, never been sullied by an Alpha...and then there was Johnny Storm.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8
A/N: This series will have themes of A/B/O dynamics, manipulations, lies, dub con/non con, and prostitution. Please read all warnings before proceeding. You are the one responsible for the content you consume. Minors DNI
What about Neighbour!Alpha coming over to help you through your heat... would your other neighbour fight for you or would they agree to help you through it together. They've seen the way you look at them in the halls, the sweet hellos and good mornings when you're grabbing your mail from the lobby, the way your heart skips a beat when your alone in the elevator 🤤
Ooh, lovely. The idea of both alpha!Nick and alpha!Bucky wrecking me is 😻.
Whether they fight for you or agree to get you through your heat together (with YOUR permission, of course) depends on how friendly the two of them are. Are they friends, frenemies or can they not stand each other? Neither one is the type to back down when it comes to what, or who, they want.
Maybe there is a bit of a fight if they both help you. Winner gets to knot you first. You're the REAL winner, so you're not going to complain. 😏
Hal is not an easily jealous man, but when Nick’s around, Hal holds tighter to you. Nick oozes charm in a way that Hal has to work at. But Hal knows that you love him and wouldn’t look twice at Nick
This also gives me alpha Hal and Alpha Nick vibes, sharing an omega. Nick is the opposite of Hal-he gets easily jealous, except with Hal. Both men take care of you in the ways that you need-Nick a bit rougher, Hal a bit sweeter-balanced just the way you like it
Summary: Things are about to get more interesting. Steve makes you a promise, but does Johnny as well?
Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader, Nick Fowler X Reader, Johnny Storm X Reader
Rating: explicit
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, ABO dynamics, slapping, biting/marking, scenting, manipulation, kidnapping, Omega trafficking, unprotected sex, knotting, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 2.3K
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*dividers created by @firefly-graphics
Nick has never let any designation have so much power over him, and somehow, you, an Omega have it all. He found himself watching you on the cameras more, found the random excuse to visit you, and even retrieved a few of your clothes from the wash, just to have that sweet smell of you surrounding him always. Nick wasn’t like this. He was chosen to be in this close proximity because he could handle the needs of Omegas without pushing past their boundaries, not anymore. You had changed that, and he hated it, and didn’t understand it.
Even now as he stares at a more troublesome Omega in your room. He was causing problems to this operation. He growls when he sees your image reach towards Steve’s marks. It had cost too much money to remove those bonds. Male Omegas were rare, and the Royal Pony wanted something special. He was that thing. Regardless of the problems he posed.
You were beginning to get curious about the normal life of an Omega. But the other ones were not a fan of yours. They could feel the adoration coming from Nick. They could smell your need to please him. And you never had the amount of clients they did. You were unique, and he couldn’t let just any Beta have you.
What they didn’t understand was you were special. Had never been mated or taken a knot. You in fact were the rare one.
He lifts his highball glass to his lips, the ice clinking, and he lets the harsh bitterness of the dark liquor try to take his mind off things. Peggy walks into the office staring at him. Sweat lining his brow, and she wants to laugh, he’d brought this on himself. She decided not to stop the other Omegas from messing with your suppressants.
“Sir?”
“What?” Nick slams his fist down on the desk, spinning around to glare at her. “What do you want now, Omega?”
“I was told to tell you that Johnny Storm has called for another meeting.”
With every breath Nick takes, a growl exits his throat, and Peggy can’t help but to giggle at his predicament. Johnny had never wanted a second meeting with any of the other Omegas, and he had gone through all of them. “Also, turn on the news.”
“Make sure Steve isn’t romanticizing his marks! She’s too curious.”
“I’m sure it has nothing to do with you scenting her every chance you get. Sucking on her mating gland,” his hand connects to her face, and she grabs ahold of it, yelping in pain.
“I told you to shut your fucking mouth about that. Do not test me Omega. That was strike three. Go clean the fucking toilets and make yourself useful.”
“His mates are making an announcement later. Make sure you tune in,” Peggy spits up at him before following his Alpha command.
You giggle at Steve, shaking your head no. But with a grab of both your hands he places them on his marks, “Massage them, they hurt.”
“Do you still feel them?”
“I think so,” his mouth barely turns into a smile, and you pity him. You craved for a mate, but this seems so much more cruel. It was inhumane to rip Steve away from them. “I can still smell them. He was mint and leather, and she was woody, only a small bit of lavender. They were perfect. They’ll find me. And I’m bringing you with me.”
Dropping your hands in his lap, your face turns down, “I don’t want to leave Nick. He’s mine, I can feel it,” the mere mention of Nick’s name making your mating gland pulse, and Steve reaches up, tickling the area with his thumb.
“He won’t claim you.”
“He will,” your voice goes a bit louder, but one look into Steve’s eyes, and you can’t stay mad. He gives you a sheepish grin, running his thumb over your blemish free neck all but the faded hickey, and your eyes cast to the bed. “He will.”
“Why do you think that?”
“I’ve seen his eyes, and…”
“Steven, that will be all for today,” Nick tells the small man, as he walks into your room. Mad again. His anger has you needing to hold him. Steve gives you a pitiful smile before he walks towards the door, getting stopped by Nick, who holds his arm roughly.
“If you don’t quit with this talk, I’ll give you five clients in one day. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Alpha.”
You don’t rush over to Nick like you normally do, making him stare at you confused. “Omega?”
“You shouldn’t be so mean to him. Steve is precious. Take it back,” you had never spoken out of turn. Someone was getting to you, and he wasn’t sure who.
Nick starts backing you up to the bed, and you smell a spike in his scent, clouding your judgment, and your designation taking over and you tilt your head, reaching to pull down your panties. “Nick,” you whimper.
His eyes dark pools of lust when he guides you to the bed. Laying you down, while he hovers over you. “Nick, it’s right there.”
Your hand palms him over his jeans, shuttering at actually touching him.
“My god, you smell so good,” his voice raspy as his nose rubs over your throbbing mating gland. Biting back the urge to not claim you. “Dammit.”
“Nick, please,” you push your thighs further apart, and he glances down. Your thighs glistening with slick, and you still had those stupid cotton panties on. With a quick movement of his hand he has them ripped off, and he spreads your thighs further. Staring at your exposed core. “Alpha?”
Oh he wished you hadn’t said that. Wished you weren’t beaming up at him. Your hand roams through your folds, and you give him a sweet smile, “Alpha, it could be yours,” your head still tilted, and run your hand over your gland. “Everyday.”
“Omega, you’re teasing me,” you give him a little pout, but it doesn’t stop your haggard breathing. Your gland showing how fast your heart was beating, “But you are a pretty little thing. Such a sweet and almost pure Omega.”
Purring at his praise, he moves back down to hover over your body. So close and still not where you want him. Bringing your hand to caress his mating gland, he tilts his head to the side for better access. He had never given you much of him. Never had given you the ability to kiss along his neck.
His scent was becoming stronger, deeper. You roll your eyes in the back of your head when your teeth make contact with his skin, and he pushes you back down to the bed.
“I have to go,” Nick shouts, crawling off your bed. He stomps down the hallway, grabbing a key off his desk, he’ll be going to the basement for a few days.
“Peggy, have Marshall oversee the business. I need a few days. Storm has no reason to visit.”
“He’s doubled his price.”
“Dammit,” he grunts. Wiping the sweat off his brow. He had to get out of here. “One hour.”
“He paid for two.”
“She,” he doesn’t want to tell her. Definitely doesn’t want Johnny to know. “Give her a few days. She’s in heat.”
“And you’re in rut. How poetic.”
“I’ll slap you everyday, until you learn your place!” he slaps at her face again, seething that she dares to bring this up.
“It’s her scent. You’re pushing your boundaries. Johnny is a Beta, this should be a fun exercise for her.”
“I said no!”
“And Peggy makes sense,” Nick nods his head at Marshall, while he looks into your bedroom. “She’s only started,” he smells you all over Nick, and it gives him enough pause not to go to the basement. “Johnny Storm paid double the asking price. He’ll get that, and with one very needy Omega. You’re dismissed. Peggy, once Storm leaves. Bring our sweet Fireball some of Nick’s clothes. He’s the one that started this mess. And don’t try and deny that you aren’t scenting her every fucking day. What did you think would happen? Get out of my sight,” flicking his hand towards him he gives a nod to Peggy.
“Leave her be for now, something tells me Storm will like her needy and dripping wet. A Beta with a huge Alpha complex. This should be interesting. Have one of the Betas take some waters to Nick’s cage for the next few days. He’ll get thirsty.”
You clutch at your stomach, rolling yourself up into a ball. Thinking about how this happened. The suppressants have always worked. Nick made sure you took them daily. And now it was just blinding pain.
“Holy shit,” Johnny walks over to your bed, clicking his tongue. He places a hand over your forehead, and wants to scream at the Pony for letting him even enter this room.
“It hurts.”
“I know it does,” he coos. Your body naturally tries to shuffle closer to him, and he wants to bring himself out of his designation for the moment, but you need him. You were hurting, running a fever, and you needed release. “What do you want me to do?”
“Make it stop,” you whine at him. Reaching out a hand to him. He looks at the appendage, before looking at you. “Please, Alpha. I need you.”
“Shit shit shit. No, this…no. I haven’t even got time to play with you, and now I’m walking into you in full blown heat? No, you’re supposed to be on suppressants. I thought you smelled extra sweet that first time. Where are they?”
“Nick gives them to me, he keeps them in the office. Please, Johnny, it hurts!”
“Don’t use that voice on me. I’m weak. I can’t…holy shit,” groaning when you spread your legs for him. You were drenched. “I’d be doing you a favor.”
“Uh huh. There’s covers,” you try and pull open a drawer, but Johnny starts walking closer to you.
“You forget, I’m a real Alpha. I don’t need to fake my knot,” you stare up at him owlishly, but when he gets close enough, you’re pulling at his hips. “That fucking collar on your neck. What would they do if you had an Alpha claim on you? Think they’d have the bond removed?”
“Johnny?”
“That’s Alpha. Now, I’m going to do what Nick couldn’t. I’m going to take care of you,” his deep voice traveling right to your core, and you pull him into you.
Johnny snarls at the smell of Nick all over you. Tugging at his pants to get away from the stench if only for a second. Your sweet little cries, making his cock twitch. He was doing you a favor. You needed this relief. When he yanks off his shirt, your hands smooth over his hard chest, and he falters a moment. This wasn’t the magical moment he had envisioned, but you were trembling. A deep ache running all through your body, and he had to help you.
“Alpha,” you whisper so sweetly, just before he crashes into your wet heat. Your eyes turning completely black. His hips pushing him into you almost too gently. Arching your back, he rips off your dress. Sighing at the mild form of his strength, he has to look directly into your eyes. That gland deeply pulsing, visible even with the collar. Beating with an even deeper need. A need to be claimed and owned.
“You really are the perfect Omega, huh?” biting your lip you nod up at him, and he loses some self control. His pace changes to pounding into you. Bringing himself closer to that collar, he nuzzles over the leather. “Fucking Nick, this would be so much better without him. Has he touched you?”
“No, sir.”
“Of course he hasn’t. He just wants to make you weak and compliant for his own selfish needs. You want it?” feeling your walls flutter around him, he knows you’re so close, right at the edge of the best euphoria of your life. Getting a high off just thinking about having his knot. Your body was made to take whatever he decided to give you. Molding perfectly to his cock, and he knows the best is yet to come. And the way you were gripping tight to his back, hugging his length immaculately, he’s close too. “Do you want it, Omega?”
“Yes! Please!” splitting you in half when he drives into you with such force, deep into your womb. His knot expanding, and you sob out his name, your nails digging into his back, making him hiss out in a pleasured pain. “Johnny.”
“Shh, enjoy this. You look so pretty with tears in your eyes. No one can ever take this away from me,” kissing around your hairline, he blows a cool bit of air in your sweaty and sticky skin. “It’s okay, to rest now.”
Nick turns on the tv in the basement, and he couldn’t miss them if he tried. Another fucking press conference. “Fucking hell! Marshall is going to ruin us all. He had to have that skinny little bitch.”
Bucky grabs Natasha’s hands as they walk up to the podium, sick and out of their minds from losing their mate. Bucky, a highly skilled detective, and Natasha, a brutal lawyer were not ones to be messed with, and they were putting all their effort into finding Steve.
“There have been rumors of Omegas being kidnapped and taken into brothels. Omegas are not pets. They are to be cherished, and ours was. He’s now been missing for six months, the number of missing Omegas is growing, and we have to be vigilant in capturing the ones doing this. If you have any information about our Omega, or any of the missing ones, you can call the hotline. Detective Barnes and myself may be in search for what is ours, but in the process we’re searching for other’s mates as well. Just bring him and the other scared Omegas home. We have teamed up with another who lost their unclaimed Omega. Taken the night before their wedding. He has helped us in our efforts, so please welcome...”
Growling Nick throws the tv to a wall. They were screwed, and if he found you, there would be hell to pay. Kidnapping you was on Nick. But you came willingly. You didn’t want to stay with him. Nick saved you. He takes a deep calming breath, he was going to have to do something he said he wouldn’t. Nick was trying to save you.
Pairings: Nick Fowler X Reader, Johnny Storm X Reader
Rating: mature
Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, illegal prostitution, manipulation, scenting, presenting, hint at future dub con, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.6K
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*dividers by @firefly-graphics
A/N: I swear this was an accident. I’ve been wanting to try out some A/B/O as a challenge, and had an unused mood board, that I couldn’t remember the original story for it. So with some spit balling ideas with @pono-pura-vida out came this...something.
You were warned about places like this, and like a stupid girl, you walked right in the belly of the beast. An Alpha who became rich off of Betas who needed to pretend to be an Alpha. Desiring nothing more than to put an Omega in their rightful place, under their booted foot. Places like this were highly illegal. Omegas were to be protected. To be anything but a common whore.
And yet, here you were waiting, like the good obedient Omega you were. Prim and proper, and one of the most guarded of the Omegas. You listened without an Alpha command, and Nick loved you for it.
Nick rubs his tongue over his teeth as he watches you in your bedroom. Perfectly behaved, and had he wanted to sire children, you would have been perfect. Compliant to a fault, and eager to please her Alpha, in this case pathetic Betas who needed a power trip. The business was lucrative, and Nick had A-list clients that loved his discretion and professionalism. He wasn’t sure that you were ready for this particular Beta, one of the exclusives, but with enough cash dropped on his doorstep, it was time for Johnny Storm to meet the last Omega at the Royal Pony.
His eyes flick over to the time, and he’s proud of you for continuing to wait perfectly still and ready for instruction.
“Storm’s called and is on his way,” an older Omega, Peggy, opens his door. “Should I go fetch her?”
“No,” standing up, he gives the older woman a nod. “Have the others prepared her?” she nods at him, her eyes casting away from Nick’s hard stare. He intimidated her, and she loathed him for it. “Very well, I’ll go see that she takes her suppressants.”
It was a cruel game that Nick played, and all the Omegas knew it. “She deserves a real Alpha,” Nick turns back to her, quickly slapping her across the face. “Omegas like her are rare. She could be yours if…”
“You’re speaking out of turn, Omega. It would do you some good to realize your place. I’ll turn you out to the wolves to feast on. An unmated Omega hag, what would they do? Go ready the other girls, while I tend to our pretty little pear blossom.”
A deep growl grows in the pit of Nick’s stomach as he stomps to your room. Peggy always did find ways to piss him off. He wouldn’t allow her to put thoughts in your head. You were impeccable, perfect in every way.
You stare at the door expectantly, hands in your lap. You knew it had to be close to time. You lick your lips, getting excited when Nick bursts through. Your face turns to a frown, when you see him gritting his teeth, you hate seeing him angry.
“Alpha?” Nick knew it was wrong, but when he whispers Omega sweetly, and you preen, even he feels his heart flutter. Biology, it’s all it was. And he was going to break tradition.
“It’s fine. Come here. You need your medicine,” you bounce up, and he inhales your sweet scent of jasmine and pears as it permeates his entire being. God, you were intoxicating.
His hand skims down your arm, his fingers stopping over your wrists, and he rubs his fingers over them. Having to close his eyes when his pupils dilate, only you got this treatment. He feels your happiness radiate to him, and like the good Omega you are, you tilt your neck towards him. Your neck is currently free of your collar to block your mating gland, should a Beta get any ideas and too into the scene.
Watching your own eyes turn into dark pools of lust the closer he gets to you. His nose rubs over your mating gland, and you chirp, pressing your skin even more into his. A silent plea for him to bite down harder this time. Needing him to break the skin and claim you as his own.
Rolling his head up, his lips tease over you gland. The self control he has not to mark you is unparalleled. His teeth give you a nibble, swearing he can taste every part of you. Your pulse racing has him having to jerk away, pressing his fists into his eyes.
Even though you pout, you never ask for more. Nick takes a deep breath, and reaches into his pocket, “Open up, Omega,” you don’t need the Alpha command, but you enjoy it. Sticking out your tongue, you let him place your suppressants in your mouth, double dose today. He was teasing you way too much.
“Be ready to present, Omega. Johnny Storm is finally knocking on your door.”
You gulp looking up at him, “What if he doesn’t like me?”
“How could he not? He wants a good obedient Omega, and there’s no one as obedient as you.”
Johnny hops out of the shower, not even bothering with a towel, he can’t have his scent mixed in with the body wash. Reid was a genius with his inventions, none more than the ones that Johnny couldn’t stay away from.
He grabs up his bottle of pills, reading the label carefully, three should do it. Nose spray? Two pumps should be just right. Onto the clothes, he unpacks the new set of clothes, spraying them down with another invention of Reid’s, he doesn’t take any chances. Popping his neck, he looks over at his wrist watch, “Sorry buddy,” he gives the watch a longing glance. He felt naked without it.
Johnny looks into the mirror, spinning around to check out his ass, before he decides it was time to go.
You had been promised to be the perfect Omega. No more of these mouthy Omegas that needed an Alpha command. He wanted you, the highest honor, Nick’s golden star. It was exhausting trying to get those others to just cooperate, and he always left feeling defeated. Never fulfilled in the way he had hoped. Maybe an imprisoned Omega wasn’t the way to go, and this was his last chance, until there was fresh meat.
He doesn’t bother saying hey to anyone and the Pony, just signs in. Strutting to the private rooms, knowing he wasn’t followed. No cameras. Nick likes to think he’s an idiot, but America’s Sweetheart getting caught at an illegal Omega brothel for Betas would not go well. Especially not with his sister and Reid who knew better.
He walks into the private room, and is delighted to see you jump up off the bed upon entering. His nose curls up, you reeked of Nick. That stupid collar around your neck. Nobody even had the technology to disguise their Alpha designation, well, almost nobody.
You really were a pretty little thing, owlishly looking at him, your wrists rubbing together nervously only amplifies Nick’s disgusting musk. He can’t tell if that hint of iris belongs to you or him. He wants you in your pure form, without an Alpha scent.
“Have you ever taken a knot before?”
“No sir,” that’s what they always say, but there was something about you. No left over scaring from a former mark, only that slight hickey peaking out from under that stupid collar. If he wanted to, he could have that off and you mated before anyone found you.
“Come here, Omega,” that was not what you had expected. Your body follows his direction, and you stare up at the tall man. His scent smelt off, artificial rain water and cotton candy. They didn’t mix well, and were pure saccharine. You didn’t get that relaxing calming effect like the other Betas you had.
“Is there something wrong?”
His hand comes behind your ear, and he runs down the backside of it. Your breathing picks up, and your eyes go wild looking at him. Woody with a hint of amber and rose, that was much better than the fake stuff he was wearing.
“Alpha?” you ask confused, tears welling in your eyes. Johnny gives you a sinister smile, as he backs you up to the bed. “Y-y-you shouldn’t be here.”
“Omega, present for me,” it wasn’t in your DNA to deny an Alpha. Every fiber in your body was screaming to protest, “And let’s keep this between me and you, Omega.”
“Yes, Alpha,” you cry, leaning over onto the bed, ass in the air when you ruck your dress over the swell of your butt. You were in fact perfect, ripe and ready to take your first knot.
Johnny bends over, staring at your puffy cunt, slick dripping down your thighs, and still the stench of Nick remains. He’d prepared your body, but he didn’t do this with the others. They kept a bottle of lube beside the bed, but yours was natural and fresh. Why were you so special.
“Don’t worry, I won’t make you take my knot. Don’t even want to fuck you tonight. I’m feeling you out. Your cunt looks like it could use a real Alpha. Aren’t you tired of these pathetic Betas? They can’t fulfill you the way an Alpha can. You’d be perfect. The perfect breeding ground for pups. Do you comply without commands?”
“Yes, Alpha,” you sob, and it only makes Johnny want you more. His cock angry in his pants, and it pisses him off that he’s just going to take out his frustrations with his hand.
You were soaked. Even in fear, your body was responding to its biology. A smart Omega. The other dumb ones never suspected. Never even recognized the artificial scents all over him.
Happy Thirstday to you... now tell me who would you choose as your alpha...
Your sexy neighbor
Or
Your insanely hot boss
My lovely Mina, I'm pretty sure I get both. 😉😏 Two marks, each side of my neck. Nick may be a little jealous and probably knots me a couple of extra times to drive the point home that he has me, but he'll have to get over it. Plus Hal is a good balance and a sweet and insatiable alpha we all need. It's a good energy to have.
Nick gets to have me at work, Hal gets to have me at home. We'll figure something out when we decide to live together.
❝ It's also the face of an alpha who knows you're about to go into heat since he messed up your suppressants. Oops. ❞
Now Navy I’m sure he wouldn’t do a thing like that. He’s just looking after you that’s all. Nick would never let anything happen to his precious little omega. Not on his watch.
You're right, lovely. Nick wouldn't do anything like that.
It was completely out of the goodness of his heart when he offered you his sweater to keep you warm. It had nothing to do with the fact that another agent was a little too close to you for his liking. But now with the sweater, you smell just enough like him to scare off most alphas.
And the extra sweater for your nest was simply to bring you comfort. It wasn't at all to make you crave his scent and only his scent.
And the fact that your nest has to be at the undisclosed safe house because your heat started and he can't risk letting you leave is truly him being a good, protective alpha. Again, not him messing up your suppressants so that you would go into heat when the two of you were alone.
Because Nick Fowler is your a good alpha and he will protect his omega you. He'll keep you safe. And keep on his knot. 😇
Question: Who you think would be more over the top protective when their omegas are pregnant, Alpha!Nick or Alpha!Bucky? I need for reasons
Oh, nonnie. I think both would be very protective.
Bucky would be physically protective. Shielding your body if the two of you go out or are around others, growling and snarling at any other alpha who gets too close, keeping a hand on your stomach. And he has probably gotten into an altercation with at least another alpha because his protective instincts are screaming at him to watch out for his mate and child. And he knows how to stay off the grid, so I wouldn't put it past him to get your somewhere away from people he doesn't trust. ❤️
Nick would have his place on lockdown. He has enemies and needs to keep you safe. He'd have strong betas around the clock watching the place (he isn't about to trust another alpha to keep an eye on his mate. Too risky.) and he'd make sure you have anything and everything you need. His possessive streak also comes out more, so, like Bucky, expect his hands on your every chance he gets. And while Bucky has regret for people he has killed over the years, Nick won't regret or hesitate to kill anyone he deems a danger to his mate and child. 💙
