the morning after (omegaverse)

[beastthatbearsme]

[He wakes up with his whole body sore, with his stomach aching and growling with hunger, and yet--

And yet, he feels strangely full, and he's aching with that too.

He tries to move and as he shifts he feels something shift inside him, stretching him out, and--

...and oh, now he remembers.]

What--?!

[He tries to pull his hands down to pull the thing out, but there's a click and his wrists jerk in the cuffs.

He looks down and his stomach is swollen out even though he's starving, and he knows what that's from and it--

no, it disgusts him.]

Michael!

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[angolmois]

[ He's been waiting, of course. For neesama to wake up, for him to get to see her awake and feed her and kiss her and claim her further.

But oh dear, that's not neesama's voice.

Michael sighs a little, but... well! He'll deal with it!

Which is why he's beaming widely as he carries in a tray loaded high with food, mostly thick and bloody steaks.

(any other time, he'd frown on that, but... all the sites had said neesama would need meat, hadn't they, and he's determined to do this right) ]

Good morning neesama! Are you hungry?

[beastthatbearsme]

[He hears "neesama" and he nearly snarls, trying to curl in on himself and stopping when it jars the plug inside him.

At the same time, though, his stomach growls, and the smell of the food on that plate makes his eyes widen.]

What did you do?

[His eyes flick between his swollen belly and the steaks on the plate, and his mouth waters even as he tries to stay angry.]

[angolmois]

[ Michael sighs, sitting down on the edge of the bed, and moves one of the steaks to a smaller plate that he sets on his lap so that he can cut a large chunk off the steak. He holds it out to neesama on the end of the fork. ]

Shh, neesama, you have to eat. Okay? If you don't eat you'll get sick, and that wouldn't be good for mine and neesama's babies...

[beastthatbearsme]

Our--

I'm not...your...

[...

...he leans forward and snaps the chunk of steak off the end of the fork, chewing furiously and gulping it down as soon as he can.]

More.

[angolmois]

[ That makes Michael beam, and he cuts off another neat chunk to offer out. ]

Good girl, neesama!

[ He reaches out to rub at neesama's swollen stomach, sighing contentedly. ]

Neesama's going to look so good when she's swollen even bigger...

[beastthatbearsme]

[It's--humiliating, being called that, having Michael touch him so casually where he's swollen up, and yet he leans in again and takes the next chunk of meat, chewing and swallowing just as frantically with his hunger.

He leaves his mouth open for the next piece, looking almost demanding.]

[angolmois]

[ Michael takes his time with the next piece, cutting and offering it slowly with a little tut. ]

Neesama has to eat slower than that! But it's okay. I know she can't do that on her own, so I'll help!

[beastthatbearsme]

Stop calling me--

[...oh. More food.

He stops mid-sentence to take the chunk off the fork, managing to chew it a bit more slowly this time.]

[angolmois]

[ Michael giggles a little and offers another piece, smiling. ]

Silly, why wouldn't I call neesama that? She has to be a good girl now. Has to be a good girl and do as her alpha says, okay?

[beastthatbearsme]

[A "good girl", that makes his blood boil (even as his heart pounds but that's just because of the anger, isn't it?), but he takes the next piece and swallows almost without chewing.]

...mmgh.

[angolmois]

[ Michael hums, offering neesama the last piece and reaching out with the knife to spear another steak, bring it over to the smaller plate. ]

Mm... good girl. Neesama has to keep being a good girl. Because if she's not then she'll have to be punished, won't she?

All the sites said you have to train disobedient omegas... like you would a dog!

[ He laughs to himself. ]

And that's fitting, isn't it? Because neesama was like a dog last night, she wanted my cock so bad. Neesama was such a whore... but she's pretty and she's going to give me lots of pretty babies, so I guess I can forgive her...

[beastthatbearsme]

[It all builds up in his mind and roils with his anger, makes him bare his teeth and snarl (too much like a dog for his tastes but he has to show Michael how unacceptable this is somehow) and curl in on himself despite the shifting of the plug inside him and the tightness of his stomach.

(maybe he can make it come out, if he moves enough)]

I am not a dog!

[His stomach is still growling but he can bear it, bear it to show his defiance.]

[angolmois]

[ Michael looks, as he sits there, very calm. He sets the plate back on the bedside table and sits for a few moments in silence.

And then abruptly, in one quick motion, he's moving; up and over neesama, forcing her out straight so that he can straddle her hips and put a hand upon her throat, his own teeth bared and a low growl working free from his throat.

(an omega can snap and snarl all it likes but it's still inferior, and Michael snaps his teeth and growls and the alpha scent begins to pour off him because he is alpha and neesama is omega and she will obey) ]

Is neesama being bad? If she's bad, she'll have to be punished.

Open your mouth, neesama. Now.

[madefromthee]

[...ah.

He struggles to keep his teeth gritted, but the scent that's starting to fill the air of the room is making his head spin, making his body shudder and relax against his will.

He feels the hand on his throat and that means that she's been bad Michael is willing to hurt him and so he lets his mouth fall open slowly, tongue out ever so slightly, to make up for it placate his brother.]

[angolmois]

[ Michael smiles a little then, although his teeth are still bared, and then he's moving in and closer and unzipping his pants as he goes, freeing his cock. ]

Good girl, neesama...

Open wide, okay?

[ And then he's sliding his cock past her lips, groaning and jerking his hips a little as it begins, immediately, to drip a little. ]

[madefromthee]

[She--no. He groans as Michael slides his cock into his mouth, voicing a little plea for...what? He's not sure. To stop?

But he tastes Michael dripping over his tongue and his body seems to register it as food, as something to fill up his empty stomach (though of course she can't use her teeth with this, not with her Alpha, she has to wait for him to feed her like a good girl).

He doesn't want this (doesn't want to want this), hates that he gives in this easily, but he starts to relax, starts to let his lips close soft around Michael's shaft as it presses down hot on his tongue.]

[angolmois]

[ He can feel neesama's lips around his cock and that-- that's good, isn't it, that she's giving in, it makes him sigh contentedly as he starts to thrust into her mouth.

(good neesama, pretty neesama...)

Eyes slipping shut, he keeps on thrusting into her mouth, filling it with his precome. ]

Ah... neesama's mouth is so warm and soft...

[madefromthee]

[Her tongue starts to rub over the underside of his cock as he thrusts, and she whimpers--no, that's wrong, he whimpers around it softly as the taste and the smell of it floods her--him.

He starts to swallow, hesitantly at first, drinking down the pre-come pooling on his tongue, feeling the knot barely brush his lips, and...he shouldn't feel so hungry for it, he thinks, but swallowing it down makes him feel good, lighter and heavier at once.]

Mm...mmh...

[angolmois]

[ Michael hums contentedly and starts to let little whimpers slip past his lips, reaching out to grip the headboard and steady himself as he fucks into neesama's mouth quicker. ]

Ah, ah... neesama feels so good...

It-- ah, ah, it's like neesama's mouth was-- was made for my cock, huh...?

[madefromthee]

Mm-hmm...mm...

[She knows she shouldn't have, shouldn't have agreed but his cock feels so good in her mouth (she should be struggling not to choke but something about the scent of him lets her relax, lets his cock slip in and out of her throat) and every time she swallows the ache of her stomach fades a little more.

(she shouldn't be thinking she, but it's so hard to keep the other word in her mind while his scent is overwhelming her and her cock is hard and dripping and isn't her dignity gone anyway?)

She services him with her tongue and lips as best she can, when he's moving more quickly, gasping a little every time he thrusts particularly hard.]

[angolmois]

[ He keeps on praising her, keeps on telling her over and over how hot her mouth is, how good it feels around his cock, how pretty neesama is with a cock in her mouth.

(with his cock in his mouth)

(if another alpha - no, if anyone else, but an alpha would be worst - tried to have her mouth like this he'd kill them)

(anyone who tries to have her will have to face his anger)

Squirming a little, he keeps on working his cock in and out of her mouth, already starting to near his peak.

(he's young, and the room still smells of neesama's heat, and it's hard to hold himself back) ]

Ah... neesama has to take everything I give her, okay...? She's-- nn, she's not to let any go to waste...

[madefromthee]

[She almost tries to nod but no, that's not good, is it? Her mouth's being used and she might hurt him with her teeth, if she does that. So she makes a dazed sort of noise of acknowledgement, in between the little whimpers that escape every time his knot touches her lips.

(she wants it, she wants that, to drink every drop of her Alpha's come, especially when her stomach feels so empty)

(meat is what she needed but this is almost better because she's being fed from his body and by now her mouth feels more like a fucktoy for her Alpha than something made for eating)

She tries to watch him even though her eyes keep closing by themselves, looking up pathetically while her lips redden and drip from the fucking.]

[angolmois]

[ Michael keeps his eyes on her for long as he can, but then his head is thrown back and he's coming, coming, mouth slipping over to cry out in a long, wavering noise.

(it's good, it's good, it feels so good and it goes on and on)

(the lingering heat-scent in the air seems to drag out his orgasm, until his eyes are rolling back in his head and Michael is yelling out loud) ]

Ah, ah, neesama...! Neesama!

[madefromthee]

[She was expecting there to be a lot, she knew from the way it felt before that there would be a lot, but she didn't realize just how much he would come -- her cheeks start swelling out from it almost right away and she has to gulp it down as quickly as she can to keep from spilling any of it.

(it's precious, she knows that, she can't waste it)

(he told her to take everything and she can't spill a drop of it)

(besides, it fills her up so much, finally starts to make the ache in her stomach dull away to nothing and so she drinks as much as she can)

Even when the unsteady spurts from his cock start to slow, she still suckles at it gently, trying to draw out all she can.]

[angolmois]

[ Michael manages to open his eyes as it starts to slow, manages to tilt his head down and look at her with her mouth so full, with her face so pretty and her lips stretched out around his cock.

(he loves her, then, his pretty perfect omega)

(he'll look after her and he'll make her happy and he'll tear apart anyone that tries to hurt her or take her away) ]

Ah... neesama... I love you neesama... mine, mine, my neesama...