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jinx-on-mars-19xx · 6 days

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Nothing Less Than True Romance

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Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, nervous boys, smut heavy chapter, past abuse, teasing, Dom's thicc ass, Dom's pretty uncut alpha cock, desperate boys, d/s undertones, Kells being a dom, Kells being a mouthy top, directions, hand jobs, blow jobs, talks about anal, talks about triggers, choking (with a cock), cunnilingus, masterbation, accidentally saying the wrong thing, crying, hormones, Dom being a caring alpha, Kells being a sneaky omega, accidental sex(?), body worship, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: explicit

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

The closer the Alpha was to Colson's cock the faster his heart sped. They had fucked in the midst of a rough heat and rubbed off on each other like horny teens but this? This was on purpose, no question about it. The moment his Alpha touched him there he had to admit what he was. A needy omega who liked men. Well… one man. And fuck he was a pretty one.

“You cringing at the fhought of me? Ain't touched ya yet.” Dom teased as he settled on his stomach between his lover's legs. He could feel the apprehension, the man was obviously nervous but he understood. Col had been through hell too and they could be careful. They could take it slow.

“No. Shut the fuck up. I was cringing at the thought of your damn shoes on my bed. Plus, you've never done this. You might think you're supposed to use teeth or some shit.”

“You ain't?” Dom teased back, his crimson eyes wide with faux innocence. The color and scent of his desire in the room slightly ruined that picture.

“Dumbass.” Kells huffed but his partner surprised a laugh out of him when he turned to look over his shoulder.

“Don't look dumb.” The Alpha hummed, wiggling his hips till the ass in question bounced.

“Dummy thicc maybe.” The omega sighed under his breath and wondered for a moment what that ass would feel like wrapped around his dick. How against Alpha's was his, he wondered. Would Dom allow something like that? “You ever play with yourself?” He asked before he could help it. He knew the boy was mostly virginal but there was a chance… Besides, it gave him a moment to panic to himself. There was nothing wrong with being with a man but he had left over self hatred from his dad.

Dominic paused and tilted his head, he wasn't sure what his mate was asking. “Like…” He trailed off, moving one hand in a vulgar motion.

The hand signal was so close to Colson's cock he swore he could feel the fist around him and he had to swallow hard as he shook his head. “N-no. Your ass.”

“Oh. Um-” Without thinking Dom curled his palm around Col’s cock, as if he did it all the time. As if it wasn't some huge step between them. As if Kells wasn't battling internal homophobia. Or was it a form of misogyny? The omega jumped and bit his lip. He knew the bastard did that on purpose, he could feel his lover’s pride whether at his own sneakiness or Col’s reaction he wasn't sure. “I ‘ave a few times yeah. Jus' to see. Why?” His palm squeezed softly and he practiced a stroke. He was trying to act nonchalant but saliva was pooling on his tongue and he knew he was leaking a puddle of precum on the bed. His mate was going to be so upset.

Col could be honest or he could play a game. They had already crossed the starting line and he couldn't look away. It seemed obscene but he knew it was only the first step. “Was picturing my dick in your ass.” He didn't mean to be so blunt but he never had been good at faking demure. He'd acted as an Alpha so long it was part of him now.

“Oh. Yeah?” Dom's voice was breathy. He didn't know that was something either of them might want.

“Yeah.”

“‘Is dick?” The boy teased as he inched closer, flicking his tongue over the crown.

Colson's hands scrambled to find purchase in the sheets and he squeezed them to keep from bucking up. “Yeah. Would you want it?”

“Long as it's you and ‘is dick.” It was weirdly intimate and romantic and Col would have smiled if the freak didn't strike. Those plush lips sealed around his tip and his sharp tongue teased all it could reach. It was messy as soon as he started, spit dripping down his shaft. Dom was eager though and thorough as fuck. Beginner's luck he was sure.

“Mmm fuck- yeah. Just like that- look at you.” Kells had forgotten to warn his boy of one very specific thing- he was a mouthy bitch. The only reason he hadn't gone off when they had sex was that he'd been so gone from his heat but there was something about having someone blow him. About watching someone choke on his cock. “Good boy. Little more? Deeper? You can take it.” He rasped and was surprised when Dom didn't just obey but fucking moaned for him.

Dom was so fucked. He never had the chance to find out what he liked in bed so everything was a new experience between them. He knew deep down it was probably childhood trauma but hearing someone praise him was a rapture. He twirled his tongue around the edge of his mate's crown and sucked as much as he could. His knot was already pulsing where his cock rest against the bed and his hips were rolling in small sharp thrusts.

“You look so p-pretty like this. Good mmm- good boy. More. Just like that. Can I- fuck-” Kells couldn't finish his sentence so he tested the waters with a gentle push. When his Alpha choked and whined through his nose he couldn't help but groan.

Dom didn't know how to say yes, he couldn't seem to make himself pull off. Instead he rolled his gaze up to meet the other's and tried one small nod. When Colson just watched him he huffed softly and patted his hair before letting his mouth go slack. He might have been mostly virginal but he wasn't daft- normally- and he was desperate to let his omega to fuck his face.

Kells cursed under his breath and thanked whatever part of the universe blessed him with such a weird ass Alpha. As his fingers tangled in the boy's messy hair he caught his psycho bitch wink. “Ya know I was almost scared I'd miss pussy with you. But look at that fucking mouth. Already a slut. Taste good don't it?” He asked as he wrapped his long legs around Dom's chest.

The first thrust was careful and the Alpha rolled his eyes, but something warm and safe was happening in his mind. He could trust the man underneath him and he wanted his mate to feel comfortable with him too. Somewhere deep inside his mind he wanted to be used. It felt akin to when he finally let go and let his urges win. He was surrendering to Col's needs completely and it felt like the other side of the coin to his darker edge. He could be used for destruction and that's all he was used to but he could also play fuck doll to his mate and help the man through his fears.

Dom was too up in his head but with every tug of his hair he was sinking deeper and losing his train of thought. What the fuck was happening? What magic did Kells have over him? Slick smeared against his chest and the scent was intoxicating, he felt baptized anew in his mate's need. Colson's mouth never stopped and it almost made it Alpha blush. He'd never felt so complimented and debased. “Perfect fucking mouth. Shit- gonna- yeah, just like that. Hold your breath?” He barely warned before Dominic was choking on his dick. He didn't ask and he didn't retreat when the boy turned pink.

Col was in heaven, his nerves were washed away on a rush of wanttakeneed. Dom's throat was spasming, his body fighting for air, but the fucker trusted Kells so completely he knew he could let him pass out and he'd be thanked for the deed. It felt like too much power for one man, the thought of a leashed Yungblud, but the omega's favorite thing was control of a deadly weapon and power to do whatever the fuck he wished. For just a moment he wondered how he got so damn lucky but that too drifted away as he watched plush lips nearly kiss his inked skin. “Almost. Al- fucking hell- such a good bitch.”

Dom preened internally as his head went dizzy but he kept his lips tightly sealed. He hadn't meant to let the other man finish so soon but he knew the telltale signs. The taste of precum coated his tongue and the weight in his mouth was twitching. His own cock was throbbing so hard that he thought he might pass out but for the moment everything felt secondary. His fight or flight said he could die but the Alpha in him purred happily. His head tingled where his hair was pulled but pride welled in his chest when his lips met skin. “Fuck- oh god look at you- fucking-” Something must have worried his omega because Colson's voice went thready and he started to try and pull out. Dom tried to growl and press closer and his throat swallowed hard. “Fuck!”

Kells tried to be nice, he felt frantic as pleasure zinged up his spine but crimson eyes met his and he felt a chill at what he saw. It was Dom but… not. Somehow it didn't frighten him and instead just pushed him closer to that edge. When the bastard refused to move he couldn't help what happened next.

When white heat choked the Alpha his mate finally pulled him off. The last few drops landed on his tongue and he savored his lover's flavor as he panted for breath and grinned like the Cheshire cat down at his fucked out lover. As he waited for Col to regain his ability to speak he couldn't help but be drawn to the soft wet place between those long spread legs. The scent was so intense it felt like it was all he could breath or taste. It was thick on his tongue like he'd already licked and he wondered if now his mate might allow…

Colson jumped at the feeling of hot breath over his slippery wet folds and he felt himself clench tight around nothing. He didn't slam his legs closed but it was a near thing, if letting Dom blow him was a big step this was a jump over the damn grand canyon. “Fuck are you-” He stopped himself from being mean, this was exactly what the boy was supposed to do. He wasn't even doing anything yet, just breathing Col in. Fucking weirdo. He could almost see himself falling in love with him. Shit.

“You smell like sex.” Dom growled, his voice rough and scratchy and dripping desire. It made the omega's breath catch in his chest. He did that damage to the killer.

“Duh.” He huffed simply, his mind barely online. The bastard had just blown his mind, wasn't he supposed to find his own release? Was Dom ever selfish? He couldn't be the only demanding one, it might make him spoiled. Or worse... Make him think he needed to be nice.

“I'd like to taste you.” The Alpha tried to purr. It was a simple request that felt monumental.

“You just did.” Kells knew he was being a dick, his lover was being patient and calm and it bothered something in the older man. Maybe if he just fucking took but no, he was forcing Col to give consent at every turn. “What do you want?”

The question reminded Dom of their first time. He'd held the man down and demanded he give him explicit permission. If his mate wanted to play that game… “To taste ya cunt while I play wiv me’self. Wanna put me tongue inside you as deep as I can and preferably make you squirt on me face.”

The Alpha held such strong eye contact through his whole spiel that by the time he was done and licking his pillow lips of any remnant of cum and his own blood, all Kells could say was- “Oh.” He couldn't answer aloud, his heart was racing and the bastard was choking him right back with his own speeding pulse stuck in his throat. What he could do was grip the pillow next to him and hold it against his chest but Dom took that too and tossed it aside.

“Fuck tha’. I wanna ‘ear you scream.”

“Cocky fuck.”

Dom just smirked and swiped his fingers through the mess of slick on his chest before he flicked his tongue obscenely around them to prove his point. Maybe he had a reason to be cocky. “Is there anything on you not weirdly perfectly sized for porn?”

Dom snorted a laugh and choked on his own digits but the human moment soothed a little of the raging nerves in Colson's chest. “Look in a mirror luv.”

Kells shrugged but he couldn't snark back as his Alpha started to move in again. Their eyes locked as his breath hit wet skin and when the omega didn't move to stop him again he let himself relax. With the first taste he knew nothing could ever compare. He had no idea what he was doing but he let himself take it slow and explore. The tip of his tongue traced blushed quivering wet skin from the omega's ass to his balls. Occasionally he let himself slip between and circle his hole but mostly he was just learning the shape of his mate and what made him whimper. It wasn't long before the man's legs were trembling and threatening to close around his head.

Where Col had been a mouthy bitch about his cock this felt different. He didn't know what he liked and he couldn't direct the boy anywhere. His inner walls spasmed every time Dom teased, his tongue nearly dipping inside over and over. The omega had never even played with himself besides the night he met the younger man and he didn't think that counted. Of course he liked his g-spot touched, that felt like a given, but Dom just wouldn't go inside. He shook when the boy sealed his lips against his hole and sucked before the fucker pulled back and spit pink tinged slick into his palm. Kells watched with round eyes as Dom wiggled his hand under himself and when that tell tale sticky wet sound hit his ears he knew he turned pink.

The Alpha groaned and pulled back enough to speak. Everything felt overwhelming and he knew he wouldn't last long but he needed to check in. The difference in his mate was too stark. “Wha’ you need?”

“I don't know.” Col whispered honestly. “It feels-” He flushed hotter but he couldn't finish the compliment. “Deeper?”

Dominic nodded and fought his deep aching need to shove his cock where it belonged. He wouldn't be like that, they had to learn each other first, but fuck it was hard to battle instincts. “Can I go inside?”

“With what?” The fear was immediate but he trusted Dom. It was a knee jerk reaction he knew they could overcome.

“Me tongue. Tha's all. Or you could touch ya’self?” Somehow his pride wasn't wounded that he might not make his lover scream. He knew they had time to find out what drove each other wild. This was about so much more than that. This was about making his mate feel loved- something Dom had never tried to do before. He'd never built trust in that way or cared to connect. So much was so new to them both.

The butterflies in Colson's stomach threatened to make him sick but the need rushing through him was stronger. He could see his own desire dripping down the Alpha's face. He wasn't ready to touch himself again, that felt too close to admitting what he was which admitted what grew between them- literally- but he could admit something he wanted. “Show me your dick. Sit back.”

Dom's brow arched but of course he obeyed. He settled back on his ankles and inched closer as Kells spread his legs. They both froze for a moment when the shiny pink tip of Dom's cock brushed his folds. It was an accident but they both felt wetter at the touch. “Fuck m’sorry.” The boy muttered but Col could tell it was just as torturous for the younger man as it was for him to keep their puzzle pieces from slotting together. Shit, why were they being careful?

“Why aren't we fucking again? It's not like I can get more-” He stopped himself short and grit his teeth but he knew the fucker read between the lines by the smile on his face. “Would you just shut the fuck up and put something inside me before I make you?” He felt the mistake as he said it and his heart dropped but his lover just shook his head as if to say it was okay. He caught the slight fall of a smile though and it made his heart ache. Here Dom was trying so hard to be careful of his limits and he just bulldozed over his. Fuck.

Dominic wondered if everyone had to be so careful, if all sex was a journey of learning each other. He didn't think so, he was pretty sure they were just a special matching set of mental issues but he wouldn't let it mess anything up between them. When he caught the shine of tears in his omega's eyes he let go of his cock and moved to crawl over him. For just a moment he didn't even notice how close they were again. He was too concerned about Col’s emotional state. Could he start blaming hormones yet or was it all on him? He supposed either way it was his fault. “‘Ey, you okay. Did I do summat wrong?” His voice was soft and rasped but Colson just scoffed.

“Did you? Fuck you. You have to tell me when I push it. We literally just talked about this shit. I'm sorry.” Kells sniffled but the pretty bastard just grinned. It was like he wasn't used to anyone caring. Maybe he wasn't. Fuck.

“We good. You can make me do whatever you want. Use me. I trust you.” At Dom's soft words Colson gasped, those three little words were almost worse than the others. Didn't he just prove he couldn't be trusted to censor himself? “‘Ey, stop tha’. Can feel ya brain. Be nice.” He huffed, pressing a still bloody and slick wet kiss to Col’s lips. Another. His cum covered tongue swiped across the seam of his lips and the next noises between them were soft whimpers.

Kells pulled the younger man flush against him and when he felt his lover's cock ghost his folds again his hips bucked up to chase him. They were both so wet they slipped against each other but Dom was still trying to hold himself back. Col threw his leg around the boy’s waist and tried grinding his core against the ridge of his Alpha's knot. As their tongues met and their breathing sped he kept inching closer to what they both so obviously needed.

“I were trying to wait.” Dom panted and Colson answered by biting his lower lip and sucking it between his own. “I- we shouldn't. Not yet.” His voice was as broken as he felt. The feel of Col’s hot wet cunt was too much. The omega made it to the tip of his dick, his hole catching and waiting there. It was torture. It was too much. It wasn't like the sociopath was good at self control.

“Are you waiting for me or for you?” Colson's voice was trembling as much as his body and his desire burned in his belly like fire. The look of need Dom gave him was a beautiful sight but he felt the man struggling against himself.

Dominic took a loud breath, something more akin to a groan. “Boff. You.” He admitted, he was having trouble remembering why though.

“And if I need more?”

“Fucking ‘ell-” The words were choked out as the Alpha released the last of his self control and their bodies moved fast in tandem. Dom bucked up and Colson thrust down and their shared breath sounded almost like a shout.

Kells didn't berate his shaking mate for his size or anything else. For once he couldn't find anything to complain about. The stretch was intense and overwhelming but somehow still felt exactly where they belonged. Dom’s arms wrapped tight around him as their sweat wet bodies slid against each other in a sticky loud mess. There wasn't an inch between them and Dom barely pulled out before rocking back in.

It felt slow and desperate, their holds tight and bodies weak for each other. It wasn't a push-pull but they met in the middle and their gazes never left the other except to blink away sweat. They couldn't kiss anymore, they could barely breathe. They just held on and swayed together as their pleasure built closer to release.

Every catch of Dom's crown against his spot had Colson nearly breaking, there was a knot of heat in his belly pulling tight and putting pressure where he wasn't used to it yet. The Alpha was going to get what he wanted but it wouldn't be on his face. “I'm-” He tried to speak but he couldn't and thankfully his mate seemed to understand.

“Please?” Dom was so close it ached but he wanted to watch his lover's pleasure and it was as if Kells had been waiting for just that word. His golden eyes went wide and his lips parted on a gasp. His body trembled in the Alpha's hold as he came for the man just as he asked. He could feel his own need rushing through his veins but he tried to keep his forming knot from slipping inside as Col gushed for him and made the slide so fucking smooth.

“P-please?” The omega pleaded right back, his leg tightening behind Dom's back.

“But the b-” He didn't get to finish his worry before his mate was grinding them tight. They shared a breathy moan as their bodies locked together and Dom’s cock jerked hard as he filled his lover's womb somehow fuller.

“Shut the fuck up.” Col teased, trying to kiss his boy into submission. It wasn't like they could separate without damage.

“Pushy bastard.”

“You love it.”

And even though it confused everything inside the sociopath, he knew his mate was correct. He didn't just love it, he loved Colson. He loved his mate. He wisely kept the revelation to himself, they both liked his knot too much to risk the man trying to pull away. “Eh. Maybe.” He teased instead and they shared a strangely gentle kiss for two normally rough men.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🖤

So I'm not sure this is up to my usual standards but I'm pretty sick today so I hope it's okay. I love them being needy and gentle though. I honestly thought they would just play but Kells was insistent they do more 🤭 I hope you enjoyed it! 💣🖤

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masteraryaninlandwhiteboy · 10 months

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ARE YOU A FAGGOT? ARE YOU WORTHLESS? ARE YOU A COCKSUCKER? ARE YOU READY TO PAY? OF COURSE $IT$ IS!! IT'S YOU'RE ONLY PURPOSE. ITS ALL THAT ITS FUCKING GOOD FOR! I DONT JUST WANT A LITTLE BIT I WANT IT ALL!! EVERY LAST FUCKING CENT

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submissivegayfrenchboy · 1 year

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04 / 05 / 2023

🇨🇵 FRANÇAIS / FRENCH 🇨🇵

HISTOIRE FICTIVE PERSONNELLE écrite en collaboration avec mon ami @tidodore2

- ÉCRASÉ SOUS LES PIEDS DES GÉANTS -

PARTIE PAR tidodore2

"Alors pédé, qu'est ce que tu décide ??? On t'abandonne attaché ici en plein désert, ou tu accepte ta place et tu deviens notre esclave "paillasson " nettoyeur de pieds ? Ouiii, voilà, je m'en doutais ! Bon choix toutou ! Fini de nettoyer nos pieds en les lechant et on te ramène à la maison pour ta nouvelle vie !"

PARTIE PAR submissivegayfrenchboy

Dans un monde où les géants et les minuscules humains vivent en harmonie, être un pédé c'est être une proie. Le petit Madison était en adoration devant les très grands mâles mais il risquait souvent d'être écrasé par eux. Impressionné par la taille de leurs pieds qui faisaient le double de son corps, il se promenait dans des parcs pour échapper à la monotonie de la vie.

Du moins jusqu'à ce que deux géants frères blancs sublimes et musclés menacent de l'écraser.

Ayant refusé de lécheurs leurs immenses pieds, Madison fut obligé de les laisser l'attacher à un arbre, n'ayant pas assez de force pour résister.

Il avait accepté de lécher leurs immenses pieds, et les deux frères avaient tellement aimé le contact de la langue de Madison sur leurs semelles qu'ils l'avaient pris avec eux.

Or ils habitaient loin de chez Madison : il fallait traverser un désert. Ayant réussi à sauter de la voiture, il fut rattrapé et ensablé.

Les deux géants étaient impressionnants et très apeurants comparés au minuscule pédé qui mesurait moins de la moitié des larges pieds des frères géants. Ces derniers se mirent à s'embrasser sur la bouche avec la langue ! Ils étaient certes des homos et amoureux l'un de l'autre, mais ils étaient de toute façon des géants dominants et étaient donc supérieur en tout au pédé minuscule coincé dans le sable.

En larmes, le minuscule Madison implora la pitié du couple gay incestueux et se mit à lécher leurs semelles sous leurs rires cruels. Les deux beaux hommes blonds musclés trouvaient agréables de sentir une minuscule langue sous leurs pieds.

Finalement, ils ont retirés le minuscule pédé du sable et l'ont gardé comme lécheur de pieds. Jamais Madison ne fut retrouvé par ses proches, car il passa le reste de sa vie à lécher les immenses pieds de ses maîtres. Assis confortablement dans leur gigantesque canapé, les deux frères s'embrassaient en obligeant leur minuscule esclave lécher leurs pieds posés sur un reposepieds.

La majorité du temps, Madison vivait dans la chaussure de l'un des frères. Pendant que les frères géants dormaient amoureusement dans les bras musclés l'un de l'autre, leur minuscule lécheur de pieds dormait dans l'une de leurs chaussettes sales.

La vie de Madison ne serait plus réduite qu'aux pieds immenses d'un couple gay de frères géants.

FIN DE L'HISTOIRE

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🇺🇲🇬🇧 ENGLISH / ANGLAIS 🇬🇧🇺🇲

PERSONAL FICTIONAL STORY written in collaboration with my friend @tidodore2

- CRUSHED UNDER GIANTS'S FEET -

PART BY tidodore2

"So fag, what do you decide??? We leave you attached here in the middle of the desert, or you accept your place and you become our foot-cleaning slave "doormat"? Yeah, there you go, I suspected it Good choice doggie! Finished cleaning our feet by licking them and we'll take you home for your new life!"

PART BY submissivegayfrenchboy

In a world where giants and tiny humans live in harmony, to be a faggot is to be prey. Little Madison was in adoration in front of the very big males but he often risked being crushed by them. Impressed by the size of their feet which were twice his body, he walked in parks to escape the monotony of life.

At least until two sublime and muscular white brother giants threaten to crush him.

Having refused to lick their huge feet, Madison was forced to let them tie him to a tree, not having enough strength to resist. He had agreed to lick their huge feet, and the two brothers had enjoyed the feel of Madison's tongue on their soles so much that they had taken him with them.

But they lived far from Madison: they had to cross a desert. Having managed to jump out of the car, he was caught and stuck in the sand.

The two giants were impressive and very scary compared to the tiny faggot who was less than half the giant brothers' wide feet. The latter began to kiss each other on the mouth with their tongues! They were certainly gay and in love with each other, but they were dominant giants anyway and were therefore superior in everything to the tiny queer stuck in the sand.

In tears, tiny Madison begged for mercy from the incestuous gay couple and proceeded to lick their soles as they laughed cruelly. The two handsome, muscular blond men found it pleasant to feel a tiny tongue under their feet.

Eventually they pulled the tiny faggot out of the sand and kept him as a toe sucker.

Madison was never found by his relatives, because he spent the rest of his life licking the huge feet of his masters.

Seated comfortably in their gigantic sofa, the two brothers kissed each other while forcing their tiny slave to lick their feet resting on a footstool. The majority of the time, Madison lived in the shoe of one of the brothers.

While the giant brothers slept lovingly in each other's muscular arms, their tiny toelicker slept in one of their dirty socks. Madison's life would be reduced only to the huge feet of a gay couple of giant brothers.

END OF THE STORY

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jinx-on-mars-19xx · 12 days

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I'm the Voice Inside Your Head

🩸Previous Parts Here 🩸

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, guns, swearing, alpha posturing, light stalking, mentions of human trafficking, threats, mob bossing, threats, Dom being a shit, anxious needy boys, mentions of murder, allusions to past abuse, the very wrong person using the word 'daddy', mask slipping, Dom being claimy, charming Dom, Kells being demanding, enemies to lovers💣 Rating: mature

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Colson was having a hell of a week and it was only Monday. It had been two days since that Alpha bastard had broken into his home and everything just kept getting worse. He was positive he had a fever that could cook a fucking steak on his abs and he was constantly incredibly aware of the pad between his thighs. Every move made it stick to his skin and it felt disgusting. His mother had left the box in his bathroom after sitting with him until he fell into a fitful sleep. In fact she'd left him a kit of sorts without a word and he couldn't thank her enough. Not that he could bring himself to aloud, that would be too much attention on something that certainly wasn't happening. He hadn't even left his bed for the first day but the second he had been forced to. Life went on no matter how ill he felt.

The night before had been a fucking trip. He'd had to check in on one of his clubs and while he was getting a drink at the bar and one of his dancers was chatting him up he could have sworn he saw the Alpha watching him. But when he looked again there was no one there. He kept thinking he saw the killer everywhere he went and Dom always looked grumpy as hell. It was a weird hallucination if that's what was going on- a pouting Alpha psycho. Maybe Kells was broken. Maybe this was the dick’s long game, break him down and make him crazy too. A fucked up cat and mouse game.

He felt so miserable he just wanted to crawl back in bed but he had a job to do. He'd almost rescheduled the meeting he was sitting in but there was too much riding on it. He knew there was a new group of omegas being shipped to LA to be sold and they needed a game plan and a triple check on if they had enough liquid cash. He was glad his mother and his number two were in attendance because he damn well knew he wasn't paying close enough attention. His fingers were drumming on the wooden conference table and his knee was bouncing a mile a minute. It made the cotton squish between his thighs but he couldn't help it. Fuck he hated slick. Why the hell wouldn't his body stop?

Dom leaned back against the concrete wall behind him until he felt the shade of the building fall over him. His stomach was in knots and he felt warm all over but he tried to write that off to the LA heat. He was trying to be inconspicuous but he knew he stood out. Black slacks, ripped tee, platform creepers, and pink socks weren't too strange for the town but he was an Alpha and he knew the energy was rolling off him in waves no matter how hard he tried to swallow it. His mark had disappeared inside the building not an hour before and while that wasn't long, he couldn't find the twat through any of the windows. He knew the building was partially underground and that thought made him twitch. Underground was where bodies went. Not people.

He was trying to ignore the ache in his balls and the itch under his skin but it only settled a little when he had his eyes on the man. Every morning he told himself he wouldn't follow him again and yet the moment he stepped out of his flat there was only one place he could go. Or more honestly- to one person. His foot was tapping a rapid beat on the ground and his body was stiff even when he tried to breathe and relax. ADHD was bad enough but whatever he was going through was actual hell. Tom had been alluding to something before he left that day but he flat out refused to listen and ended up storming out. He hated being mean to his best friend, especially when the photographer wasn't feeling well- making him cry was the worst, but he couldn't seem to help it. Of course he'd texted him a few minutes later to apologize but he still couldn't listen. He wasn't the kind of Alpha who was controlled by ruts.

He wouldn't deny he had them, every few months he noticed his urges get worse and his aggression rise but those times were easy to handle. A quick wank or two and an extra kill normally got him through it. He never even popped a knot so it wasn't a big deal normally but what he felt was nothing like that. He would not be bossed around by his cock. His father always told him that Alphas couldn't stop themselves during ruts and he'd been proving the bastard wrong since before he put him down. All he could think about was the giant omega and how wet he had smelled in the shower. He hadn't craved a cunt in his life, not even at thirteen when his father bought him a girl for a night and made him- no. He didn't crave sex let alone a tight wet pussy like he knew the Machine Gun would have. Fuck.

“Boss?” Colson was startled out of his misery by his second in command's gentle voice and he forced his focus back to the meeting.

“Yeah?” Col’s voice broke and he cleared his throat before trying again. “Fuck. What?” He snapped. Everyone was looking at him funny. He could feel it.

“I think we got it. You good?” Mod asked and there was genuine concern in his voice. The damn beta didn't fit in the family of sorts any better than he did but that was the beauty of his late adoptive dad. The man had collected strays of all kind and set up the weirdest crime family around. “You gonna be good to go this weekend? If we don't have an Alpha with us they won't let us buy.”

“I can go.” Megan purred a little too fast as her perfectly manicured hand rested over his. “If you're sick I can take this one. You know I've got your back Daddy.” He tried not to twitch at the nickname or pull away from her touch. They were normally close as hell but his instincts were haywire with his senses back and under all her expensive perfume she smelled so fucking rank. He knew it was her pheromones but it was messing him up hard. He thought about asking yet again that she not call him that but to keep his cover he knew he had to leave it alone. She thought he was a fellow Alpha and the new ‘father’ of the group. It wasn't a sex thing. There was just something about her that set off his inner alarm.

He forced his lip to curl in a smile as he pulled his hand free and faked a stretch. Shit he needed soap and a brillo pad to get her scent off his skin. Or maybe bleach. “I'm good, thanks though. Just a cold or some shit. You're all too soft. If any of you show up to my home with soup you're fucking fired. And you know with me that shit doesn't mean your job.” He teased, making a gun with his fingers and play shooting Mod- he knew the beta would be the first to try and ‘help’. He didn't need help. He needed… He knew exactly what he needed but he didn't want to admit it. Every second that ticked by while he felt so shitty was bringing him closer to admitting it though and he kept glancing at his phone.

“You really don't look so good. Maybe you should sit this one out? One whiff of weakness and they'll-” Megan didn't get to finish her statement before Kells slapped the table hard enough to make it shake.

“Who the fuck said anyone here was weak?” The faux-Alpha demanded, staring at the real one of the group. It wasn't always a pissing contest with her but there had always been moments. They went through their teen years together and they'd playfully butted heads as they rose in the ranks. At one point people thought she might take over but Kells was the old boss’s right hand. Col wasn't a fan of yelling at girls but he had to treat an Alpha like an Alpha.

Her gaze dropped to the table as he sat back and pushed his glasses higher on his nose. He could feel another wave of torture heating in his veins, probably brought on by her pushing his limits, and he didn't want his eyes flashing gold where they could see. It had always been the one thing he couldn't control with blockers so the sunglasses were a must. Thankfully everyone just thought it was a fashion statement. He watched her purple tinted face go through a range of emotions. He thought for a moment she might fight but finally she sighed. “No one. Sorry.”

“Good. That's that.” He huffed as he felt a bead of sweat tickle down his forehead and a rush of slick escape his core. When he started feeling his pulse between his thighs something inside him snapped. He ignored everyone as they sat quietly and he picked up his phone. With a shaking thumb he typed fast and pressed send even quicker. If he thought too much about it he'd lose resolve and he couldn't take it anymore.

C: Where are you?

D: Who the fuck is this?

C: Fuck you

D: Oh.

Kells took a deep breath and worried for a moment he'd failed before he even tried. He didn't need the asshole to like him, just to come when he called and the original text had promised Dom would. When his phone went off again he almost moaned in relief.

D: Ello Mr. Gun

C: Should I say it again or can you just reread my last message?

D: Not very polite. You texted me.

Dom felt something akin to the excitement right before a kill. If he was anyone else he might think it was butterflies but he knew better. He was going to have a word with Tom about giving out his number to strangers though. Even omegas with gorgeous blue eyes. Especially those.

C: I need you

It was three simple words but it was the hardest thing he'd ever typed. It felt almost impossible but he hoped if he was a little honest they could get this over with fast with a simple understanding. It wouldn't even be friends with benefits- just one quick fuck and he'd be back to his old self. That's all that he needed, right? A hormonal reset. Then his blockers would work again. Right? When nothing popped up in the text box he started to worry he'd gone truly insane. Had he really just asked a serial killer for- well… He hadn't yet asked for anything really.

There was a hard knock on the door and they all jumped, no one was supposed to be able to get past his security. Colson dropped his phone as the screen went black and instead reached for the gun in his holster. Mod looked at him and he gave a nod but before the beta could stand up the heavy wooden door crashed open and bounced off the wall, the lock so broken part of it fell to the floor.

Dom arched a brow behind his dark glasses as five guns turned to point at his head. He didn't care about anyone else though, his gaze found The Machine Gun and locked on. He cocked his hip against the doorframe and crossed his arms, a small smirk curling his plush lips. “Fhought I were expected.” He teased. Guns didn't scare him, they just pissed him off. They were basically the metal equivalent of a knot. A power play for someone without any, a toy that went boom.

Kells sighed something deep and long suffering and he hadn't even known the fuck a week. “Should I even ask how?”

“Wha' ya mean? You told me to come.”

“I legit just asked.”

“And?” Dom shrugged playfully. A cat who got the cream.

“I didn't tell you where I was.” The omega said flatly.

“I were nearby?” He didn't even try to lie. Why would he?

“And my guys?”

“Alive. Ish. I fink. You need better security.” That accent dripped with filth and dark promise and a simpleness as if they were chatting about the weather.

“You need to stop being such a creepy psycho bi-”

“You must be Dom!” Before Kells could finish his insult the lightbulb went on over his mother's head. The omega clenched his teeth as the Alpha grinned like a golden retriever and stepped closer, fully ignoring the weapons in the room. He held out his hand to her and Colson got a good look at the wound he left. It was already somehow healed and barely pink. It did something to his insides to see it. What the fuck?

His badass sweetheart of a mom slipped her Browning 9mm back in her holster as she stood and offered her hand back. Colson couldn't believe his eyes, he had just been trying for a quick fuck and his mom was acting like it was a first date. “Fuck my life.”

Dominic caught the soft whisper from the other man but he ignored it in favor of the pretty woman in front of him. By the color of her eyes and the shape of her mouth he knew who he was addressing. “Mrs. Baker I presume? Me name's Dominic ‘Arrison. Dom. ‘Ello.” He gave her his best smile even though all his instincts were screaming to throw everyone out and fuck his omega silly but he wasn't that kind of Alpha and he would prove it.

“Oh fuck that. Absolutely not. You can call me Collette.” Her touch lingered as if she were testing him or her son. He wasn't sure but he liked something about her instantly.

“You have got to be shitting me.” Kells almost whined from the head of the table before he cleared his throat and put his gun away.

“Collette, Colson. I like it.” Dom grinned wider, pulling back and slipping his hands in his pockets. There was still a gun pointed at him but only one. The female Alpha was glaring between him and Cols.

“Megs, put it the fuck away. Everyone out alright? We're done here.” The boss growled and the sound sent a shiver down Dom’s spine.

“Who the hell is this? Why are you just letting this go? He just said he hurt our guards!” She huffed and completely ignored his command. It was not the day to fuck with him.

“Well at least we know they suck. We'll get better ones. Now I said, put your fucking piece away before I put it away for you and get the hell out! I'm getting tired of repeating myself.” He kept his voice level but his annoyance was evident. It seemed like an extra Alpha really ruffled her feathers.

“Fine. Call me if you need me to step in Daddy.” She barely controlled her own tone but as always it was a sultry purr. She stood slowly and put away her gun before she kissed Colson's cheek and headed for the door.

Dom stepped in her way for a moment, there was so much about her already that rubbed him the wrong way but he kept his smile on his face. He just didn't move to let her out.

Colson watched as the two Alphas stared at each other and as Dom slid his glasses into his wild dark hair he got a glimpse of the monster inside. Jade eyes flashed red and the kind smile morphed into something… new. Different. Feral for lack of a better word. For just a moment the omega knew he was seeing the real Dom and he was pissed at himself when he felt hotter. Psycho could not be his type. Fuck. His hind brain whispered that the Alpha was protecting him and the front of his mind said to pull out his gun again. He didn't have to though because Dom stepped aside and his mask slid back in place. He even gave a little wave to the rest of Col’s people.

“Pleasure to meet yas.” The Alpha smoothed over the moment with a little bow in Collette’s direction. He hadn't meant to test the bint- Megan, but something about her rankled him. If anything his instincts were on higher alert than normal but he hadn't meant to make it appear like he didn’t respect the boss’s control. He hadn't meant to have a pissing contest and possibly anger the man who needed him. He was needed. How strange.

Colson watched as everyone filed out with a few wary look backs at the Alpha which Dom barely seemed to notice. The weirdo seemed hyper focused on him and he knew it was the scent. He was just thankful his people thought him so much a cocksure Alpha they assumed he banged a chick before the meeting, not that he was the bitch. After his mom attempted to shut the door behind her he was left alone with the hitman again. There was a lump in his throat he couldn't swallow and a pulse in his cunt that made him desperate for release.

“So ya need me? Wha’ for?” Dominic asked and he tried so hard not to step closer but Colson's scent was so strong he could taste it on his tongue.

Kells shook as he stood up and tried to stay blasé and gruff. If he treated it like no big deal it wouldn't be one. Right? A quick fuck between devils. A helping hand. He tugged his suit jacket off and laid it on the chair but even as he spoke he couldn't make eye contact. “I don't know how the fuck you poisoned me to make my blockers stop working but you need to fix this shit right now.”

Dom arched a brow as he walked around the table and stood next to the trembling man. Kells was a mess to match himself, drenched in sweat and doused in cologne. He was shuddering so hard the guy's teeth were chattering and all Dom wanted was to help. Helping was okay, Col asked for him and he always helped an omega in need. “Fix wha’? I didn't bloody poison you. Ya know you bit me right? Never mind. Wha’ can I do to ‘elp?”

The growl that rumbled in Colson's chest was ruined by the whine of his voice. Did he need someone killed? Did he need something moved? All manner of questions rushed through Dom’s mind and all of them he knew he'd answer yes to. Anything he could do for the omega. “I need you to drop your fucking pants and bend me over this table. You started this shit and you're going to finish it.” Except that. Fuck.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone else wants tagged let me know 🖤

So I accidentally added Megan as a rival Alpha for funsies. You know that's gonna get some stress (she causes) out at some point 😉 Will there be sex next chapter? Perhaps. Will they still be idiots ignoring everything? Probably yes. I hope you enjoyed it! 🔪🖤

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