August & Itona - Dom/Sub AU
{{No idea why I'm like this. enjoy this work of fiction. I've been fascinated by the Dom/Sub AU and the A/B/O AU. This is something that came to mind and I had to get it down. }}
August walked down the street, his eyes looking down at his feet as he moved along at an even pace. He was sore. Last night had not been a very good night. His “playmate” had been alittle overzealous in their “play” and August was really feeling it. And then the bastard wasn’t a believer in aftercare either. August slowly took a deep breath, his ribs aching. It would take some time for all of these bruises to heal but all he wanted right now was breakfast at his usual spot. He turned a corner, making sure not to get into anyone’s way, just the slightest bump would be extremely painful right now. He raised his eyes slowly and looked across the street. Sheena’s Diner should be just changing shifts. It was still early but August usually showed up after the morning shift had come in. He moved to the light at the corner and waited for it to change, then crossed the street.
He opened the door to the Diner and shuffled in, moving to one of the booths at the back, far from the door and gently slid into the seat. Pain shot up his back and through his hips but he grit his teeth and waited for it to pass.
“A booth today?”, came a familiar female voice.
August looked up into a set of chocolate brown eyes as the morning waitress, Rae, smiled at him. As he looked up, worry instantly took over her features.
“Hey. Are you alright??”, she asked quickly, noting the way he was sitting.
His body was rigid, and it was clear he was in a lot of pain. August just smiled at her gently.
“I’m fine, Rae. And yeah, just feel like a booth today.”, he says.
He noticed her eyes, looking him over and stopping at his arm on the table. He followed her eyes, realizing that his hoodie sleeve had come up to reveal the purple and black bruise around his wrist. He snatched his hand back and under the table. Rae looked up into his eyes. He was a regular here and the staff had grown to treat him like family. But he couldn’t really tell them about his nightly escapades, they would just worry about him.
“um......the usual?”, she asked gently.
August nodded gently and Rae nodded in return, a gentle smile coming to her lips. She turned and went to put in his order. August leaned his head back against the booth’s high seat, sighing softly as he closed his tired eyes. It would be any moment now.
“What happened?”, came a deep silky voice.
August opened his eyes to find the morning cook, Itona, standing by the table, his arms folded. He had a look on his face that was a cross between concerned and furious. August sighed softly, closing his eyes again.
“It’s no big deal. Shouldn’t you be cooking?”, August sighed softly.
“Rae is scared you’re hurt.”, Itona said, moving a step closer.
“I’m fine.”, August said.
“You’re lying!”, Itona huffed.
August opened his eyes and looked at Itona again. He felt that familiar tingle in the pit of his belly that he always felt when he spoke to the half Japanese / Half American God that was Itona. Muscular, handsome, voice like the darkest chocolate, hair dyed various colors depending upon his mood, laser green almond shaped eyes.
“I said I’m fine.”, August said, forcing his crush on Itona to the back of his mind.
Itona reached forward and grabbed August’s arm, pulling it up quickly. The sharp movement sent pain through August’s whole body, and he gasped loudly. Itona rolled his sleeve back, seeing the bruise there. It was thick. Like from a shackle. He frowned, looking into August’s eyes again. Seeing the pain in his face, Itona reached down and pulled up his hoodie to reveal his side and abdomen. August was covered in angry black and purple bruises, like he had been beaten within an inch of his life. Itona’s eyes widened. August reached out and slapped his hand away, forcing him to release his hold on his hoodie, as he snatched his hand away too.
“August--”, Itona started.
“Don’t. I just want breakfast.”, August cut him off.
“You need to see a doctor.”, Itona said seriously.
“I just want breakfast.”, August repeated.
“Who did this to you?”, Itona asked, not wanting to let this go.
“For fuck's sake, Itona! Do you want me to sit here and go over what happened last night?? Do you want me to spend the morning telling you that my ‘playmate’ from last night was a sadistic piece of shit that beat the hell out of me and almost put me into sub drop? That he bound me, beat me and raped me?? It’s far too early to re-hash the past.”, August growled, keeping his voice down to not disturb any of the other patrons in the Diner.
Itona’s face paled and August sighed, realizing he said too much. August carefully slid out of the booth, reaching into his pocket for his wallet. He pulled out the usual amount $40, $20 for his order and $20 for the tip and threw it onto the table.
“I’m not hungry anymore.”, he huffed, turning to head out.
Itona reached out quickly to grab his arm. August grunted and looked at him.
“Why do you do this to yourself?”, Itona asked, his face pained.
August snatched his arm away, ignoring the screaming pain in his ribs and back.
“Least someone wants me. Even if it’s just for my body.”, August growled, turning and limping out as quickly as he could, ignoring Rae’s calls to him to come back.
August wasn’t by any means undesirable. He had lightly tanned skin with a muscular build, and he was very physically fit. He was born with white hair and crystal blue eyes. He was handsome, at least that’s what people told him. His only flaw as his was a Submissive. He found out in his first year of High School. In that time, he also found out he was Pansexual which made it easy for him to have relationships with Dominants of either sex. But with the fear of being neglected or abandoned by a Dom, he thought it best to remain unclaimed. He’d seen what it does to a Sub to be abandoned and it wasn’t pretty. He wanted none of that! So, once he was on his own, he decided he wouldn’t claim a Dom. Instead, when his dynamics needed to be fed, he would just use one of the hundreds of sites to find a “playmate” for the evening. He was usually very careful with who he hooked up with. He’d been doing this for years and had only had one other bad experience, but it wasn’t bad enough to turn him off of the sites. It wasn’t as bad as this time. He sighed and looked up, realizing he had walked four blocks from the Diner, when something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. He turned his head to see what it was when he was grabbed and violently snatched into the alley where he had seen the movement. A hand clamped over his mouth, his chest pressed hard to the wall and his arm wrenched up hard behind his back, a leg planted firmly between his own. He didn’t even have a moment to make a noise when a voice spoke beside his head.
“Hey, Snowflake, imagine seeing you walking up the street towards me.”, the voice purred softly.
August stiffened at the all too familiar voice. He swallowed hard, his body already starting to tremble.
“Anything louder than a whisper and I break the arm. Got it, Snowflake?”, the voice whispered.
August nodded slowly. This was his “enthusiastic playmate” from last night who appeared to have homicidal tendencies, violence fetishes, and apparently stalker habits. Jason was his name. Jason pulled his hand from August’s mouth, snatching the hoodie from his head.
“How did you get out of your restraints?”, Jason asked, his lips very close to August’s ear.
August flinched, trembling in pain and slight fear as last night came rushing back to his mind.
“Th-they were unlocked.”, August responded.
A sharp hit to his already hurting ribs. August yelped in pain and Jason wrenched his arm up painfully.
“Lying will only make me angrier, Snowflake.”, Jason hissed.
“......I’m sorry.....”, he whispered.
Another punch to the ribs.
“You’re sorry????”, Jason hissed angrily.
“........I’m sorry, master......”, August corrected himself.
After the beatings of last night, he would always remember what he needed to do to stop the pain this guy was so eager to inflict. Jason smiled.
“Good boy. Now, we are going to go back to my place cause apparently you think you can just leave when you want to. I'm not finished with you. And your punishment for doing what you want while I was gone will be one hundred times worse than anything we did last night. ”, Jason hissed.
August closed his eyes, trying not to cry. Then there was a noise behind him and the pressure and pain in his arm disappeared. There was movement behind him and then a loud thud, a moment later there was another loud thud. A pair of hands came in and grabbed August, pulling him away from the wall and moving with him towards the alleyway opening.
“Are you alright?!”, came Itona’s worried voice.
He got to the alleyway opening and turned August to look at him. August looked up into his face, relief washing over him for a moment, before he saw the worry in Itona’s eyes.
“Fuck! You’re bleeding.”, Itona said, pulling his phone from his pocket.
Sub drop fell upon August like a one ton weight and his body went rigid. Itona gasped and grabbed him quickly as he saw August’s knees buckle, the blood still leaking from August’s nose which was bleeding when Itona turned him to look at him. August gasped loudly, his lungs and heart tightening painfully as he struggled to breathe.
“No no no no no. You’re okay. I’ve got you. Ssshhh. You’re a good boy. Always such a good boy.”, Itona said, trying his best to stop what was happening to August.
August didn’t hear anything else as his vision narrowed to a pinpoint, then went completely black.
A loud rhythmic beeping rang in August’s ears as he started to wake up. Slowly, he opened his eyes, his vision wavering but slowly clearing. His body hurt so much. He reached up to scratch an itch on his nose, but a hand came in to grab his hand and stop him. He blinked drunkenly and looked to the side where the hand came from. Itona came into view though to August he was fuzzy.
“None of that. You’ll pull the oxygen mask off.”, Itona said gently.
“That asshole is in jail right now. His attack on you in the alley was the last push you needed to go into sub drop. I was trying to catch up to you when you left the Diner and saw that bastard grab you. I knocked him out before he could do anything else but from what it looked like he sent you into a state of panic and hit you again. I stayed with you even in the ambulance. They said my words were the only words you were responding to.”, Itona says, looking close to tears.
His hand trembled as he held August’s. He looked into August’s eyes and smiled.
“S-sorry. I’m ranting. B-but...... they think I’m your Dominant.......a-and.......they told me what he’d actually done to you. Th-they.......I.......August....”, Itona said, unsure what to say.
August closed his eyes. He hadn’t told Itona much but what he had told him was just the tip of the iceberg. The damage would keep him in the hospital for a couple weeks. But he didn’t want to go into it. He didn’t want to talk about it. He didn’t want to re-hash it. He didn’t want to remember.
“--protect you.”, Itona said.
August opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise, he hadn’t heard what he said.
“......wh-what......”, he rasped softly under his oxygen mask.
“I told them I was your Dom. And I WILL be your Dom. To protect you.”, Itona said.
“I can’t use my Glare right now. It will only make you worse. But.......”, Itona started.
Itona started lightly stroking August’s hair. August didn’t flinch or shy away. Instead, he instantly relaxed, his body seeming to sink more into the bed as a feeling of warmth and serenity radiated from Itona’s hand into his head. He closed his eyes, lightly nuzzling his head into Itona’s hand. Tears started to lazily fall from under August’s closed eyes lids as overwhelming relief washed over him like a comfortable hot bath.
“......you should have told me. I would have been your Dom sooner.”, Itona whispers.