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leconcombrerit · 2 months

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Phee is lying

I mentioned a theory of mine a few times (or is it hopeful thinking ?) and I decided I could share the big outline. I don't feel very legitimate making this post given that I'm one episode and a half behind, but then again I'm pretty sure I'd earn my clown costume either way.

Phee and Non's relationship : a carefully rushed framing

The cute montage at the beginning of episode 6 never sat well with me. DFF knows how to take its time ; how to develop characters, hint at dynamics without having to spell it out. And suddenly one of the most important relationships in the series is summed up in a five minutes montage ? Are you kidding me ? After that we get one scene (the bracelet one by the river) before their relationship starts to crumble upon the weight pressuring Non.

In other words, we get nothing. Most of my attachment for this couple stemmed from a) boundless joy at finally seeing someone, anyone on Non's side and b) Ta and Barcode eating ever single one of their scenes. Aside from this cute beginning, it's just Phee trying to help Non and Non not being mentally nor emotionally available for anything.

They could have done better. They could have shown us more. But they didn't. I know a common conception is that a montage with the occasional slo-mo fits the "first and naïve love" theme buuuuut I don't like it because I don't like it, sue me.

Let's see what they did show us first ; when you give so little, there's no room for triviality. And then I have just a few details I picked up on (or excavated and extrapolized like a mad scientist) that come feed my "Phee is a lying liar that lies" theory. But first, here goes a montage breakdown.

One : first in person meeting

There are several interesting points here. Phee is standing and bending to Non's level, Non is acting cute and waving his hand like a child would ; the groundwork of their relationship is laid down. Phee is the one taking care of Non. But what I found truly noteworthy is this :

"Do you wanna meet up ?"

Phee is taken aback by Non's suggestion. He clearly didn't expect him to do that. Except you don't have expectations for strangers or vague acquaintances. By that point, Phee and Non have been messaging for long enough for Phee to know Non quite well and for the both of them to smile like idiots upon meeting. How long exactly ? Nobody knows.

Two : perfect date and the start of a series of promises

Three or four shots of a traditional, happy date, what more could we ask for. Genuinely. Sad Non, abused Non, crying Non is brought back to a softer world. He earned this level of cliché and happiness. There's also the pinky finger promise ; that's what interests me the most, not as a singular instance but as the start of a pattern. Promises are a running theme in Phee and Non's relationship. As willing as Phee is to take oaths, he's quick to fail them -hell, just one episode prior he wasn't here for Non and it resulted in a suicide attempt. The situation with Keng isn't Phee's first failure.

Three : Non's home

Here Non is letting Phee in his home, his room -his life. And he does so with glee. We've seen beforehow Non tends to keepto himself. Jin has to try a lot and try hard to get him to open up a bit, so whatever happens here is meaningful.

Phee taking his manga from Non could be read as them not sharing common interests (unlike Jin, my imaginary public argues with a nod). I personally saw it as them being comfortable enough to do their own thing while sharing space, until Phee got bored. Or horny. Or both. No sex scenes are shown, which has to be intentional. Phee gets a graphic sex scene with Jin, Non gets a graphic sex scene with Keng -but none for Pheenon. There's enough suggestion that the audience will get the idea, and I haven't pinpointed what lies behind that choice, but it's definitely there. They go back and forth between tooth-rottingly cute and buying a house in the bone-zone.

Four : being each other's whole world

They're both giddy and running to find each other. Their families don't understand because they haven't told ; it's their own little world (and in Non's case probably his only happy place with no worries).

Five : the kiss scenes

The sensual aura that built up in all previous scenes reaches its peak here. Once again nothing is shown in terms of sex, yet you can feel the physical attraction just as well. I might be getting off the rails by saying that while they're honest, they also virtually keep things private. They show us the truth, but an amputated, rushed one.

Just like I suppose Phee gives Jin an amputated and rushed version of what happened.

Six : The river

Ah, yes, the river scene. I won't be talking about the longer one with the bracelet yet cause it's separate from the little glimpses we got so far (it has dialogue, for one). But this ? This is gold to my brain.

An apple. Not only are they both biting it, but Non's eyes are open and staring right at Phee, while Phee's are closed. Non is holding it too. Now I know the apple symbolism is a Chrisitian one and we're in Thailand, but that little detail struck me as odd when Phee and "Tan" were introduced :

We're entering full clown territory cause the cross was probably hung there like the curtains are probably just goddamn blue, but I added a badly drawn plan of how our brains read images, starting from top left corner (where the cross is) to skim over the middle in a downward axis to the bottom left (Fluke, Jin, the more innocent ones actually I just realized) and then to the bottom right. The cross is what we see first.

And then, wouldn't you know, our lovely apple comes back as New and Phee are discussing the boys -and where New is out to get them, Phee is already giving even Por the benefit of doubt. He's also keeping his left hand behind his back. I'll get back to Phee's left hand, but the apple comes first.

If the cross is any indication, and that we get two apples, then the first one that's set in the past, a flashback in a flashback, could be the Old Testament version, a fall from heaven ; and the second one that Phee is eating by himself, not blindly this time, could be the New Testament version as redemption from the original sin. Not to mention the greenery around them, almost like a garden.

"But then doesn't it mean that Phee, after falling for Non, starts to get redemption for failing him by saving the boys from New ?"

You know what, MAYHAPS. It could work, I guess. But same as the manga reading scene, it could go many ways. I personally think the redemption he longs for is redemption for having let Non down so badly. Besides, I don't think New is ready to kill people yet in that scene. He's just trying to gather evidence for now, and Phee knows it. So why defend those boys ? Jin I could understand, but Por ? And protect them from what, exactly ? Getting justice served and truth exposed for something they actually did ? If they're innocent, what's the rush in getting New to let go ?

Why wouldn't Phee be trying to keep New safe ?

Look it's not that far-fetched I swear. First I'm going with the fact that Phee knows Non is alive and got in contact with him somehow. One because I stand by my words, this is a face that calls for murder.

And two, the ring tattoo. I don't think it's a continuity error. And he just so happens to keep his arm hidden behind his back when trying to stir New into giving up on his search. As a sign he's actually carrying on Non's wish ? I'd love that.

Then someone in the group has to be in contact with the masked man, the ninth person, or else they wouldn't have known when to expect the group. Unless they literally live in those woods, which is also possible.

There's also a long post I'd started about how the show always plays by the rules, not even trying to be surprising in the decision it takes (A guy dying early on in a slasher, Phee being Non's boyfriend, Tan being New, both of them being part of the scheme) but pulling the rug off under our feet in the execution (no one else of importane having died after Por, quiet Tan being the one to murder people while decisive Phee is crying about, etc). Which gives me the feeling that it will be the same here and that Phee is much more of a mastermind than he's been whining on to Jin.

Speaking of Jin, it would also explain why Phee has been investigating him specifically. They might have been trying to determine if he'd done anything, had leaked the video or not. When push came to shove, Phee played the honesty card to get him to confess. And. He. Did.

Not to say Phee doesn't have genuine feelings for Jin, and that it doesn't make him feel torn and confused. But the fact that they banged right after Jin reminded him of Non more strongly also isn't something I'd ignore.

Anyway, I'm getting tired, short version :

Tl;dr :

I think Phee and Non's relationship was actually much stronger than we've been shown, that Phee knows Non is alive because he's the only person Non would have contacted and works with him. He was tasked with keeping New away from all this because Non doesn't want him to get hurt, but also doesn't trust him enough to tell him anything (remember that New was defined by his absence prior to Non's disappearance, only there to serve as a hurtful point of comparison, and that he wasn't close at all to Non to begin with, regardless of how much he regrets now ; I don't think Non factored New would go that far for him in his plan). The revenge plot is already underway for Non, and Phee is trying to keep things going the way they should.

Here it is. It was itching my brain and I slept very badly because of it, but I AM NOW FREE.

#dead friend forever #I don't know it was running in circles in my head #especially after seeing so many people boo Phee after ep 10 #It got my brain going 'hmmmm ain't that just too easy'#cause everyone seemed to think it was too easy indeed #it could just be Phee being a little stoopid yes but come. on.#what am I supposed to do with my braincells if I stop at that #dff the series

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tinypixl · 2 years

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Part of @inkyquince Omega Hunt collab 🎉

Pairing(s): Alpha!Remy (m) x Omega!Reader (f)

(Implied Omega!Robin (f) x Omega!Reader (f))

Warnings/Additonal Info: 18+ smut, Non-con, Afab reader (no pronouns), Discrimination, General Omegaverse Stuff, Predator/Prey, Mentions of blood & injury, Implied wlw reader, Mentions of whips, Slight violence, Breeding/Impreg mention, Rough sex, Condescension, Choking, Slight mention of vomit, Implied kidnapping, Bratty/Defiant!Reader

You used to have a certain kind of ritual back when you were younger, back when everything had still been okay in your narrow worldview.

Delicate feet would sneak out of different bed, climb out of a different window, lie down onto different grass in the dark of the night. Once there, you would close your eyes and wait. Until tiny, cool droplets gently hit your former small face like liquid pearls. A soft smile tugging on the corners of your lips. It had given you a feeling you couldn't quite describe, but it was peaceful.

Even after your former life had been ripped out of your hands it had been your comfort. One that you shared. How could you not? So it had been the comfort of both of you two. Sneaking out of smaller beds, tiptoeing through the dark halls instead of climbing out of a window and lying down outside in the darkend garden hand in hand, as the rain would caress your skin. It was peaceful, it felt like home.

After you had ran you tried to recreate the same scenario again. Again, sneaking out of a larger bed, finally being able to climb out of a window again and lying down onto... not quite grass. Then, you waited until you felt the touch of the cool water on your face again. It had been peaceful, it felt like home. But that time something was missing.

Your hand tingles, the cheap metal around your neck feeling heavy.

Everything seemed to happen so fast. Too fast for your brain to really process it. The mayor's voice rang through the area. The time was ticking for all of you. Your mind went through your backup-plan on repeat. All the while, shoulders bumped into you left and right, trying to make the most of what little time they had left. You didn't follow them. Your form quiverd, your throat was dry and everything felt so sensitive. Your irritated eyes tried to adjust to the darkness, greedliy taking in the blurry picture, looking around frantically.

Until

You finally spotted her. Standing there, frozen just a few meters away from the cages. Whatever these bastards had given you must have hit her hard.

"ROBIN!!"

She showed no reaction to your call.

Not daring to waste another second you grab her by the wrist and pull her along into the dark woods before you. In a direction no one else had ran to. Robin shakily looked up.

"Remember what I told you...", you breathed. Her thick sugary scent tingling your senses.

Hungry gazes on both of your backs, you disappear beyond the trees.

It was so unfortunate that your urgency had made you fail to spot a certain familiar face among the crowd.

The chilly midnight air whizzed past your quivering forms. Both of the twin lockets around your necks trailing behind you as you fled through the darkness. A smell of wet tree trunks, sweat and sugar perpetuated the air around you. You thought you could hear the distressed screams of the other omegas in the distance. Robin was also having a visibly hard time keeping up the pace you set, trailing almost completely behind you, stumbling a few times.

She panted heavily, exhaustion as well as something else thick in her voice:

"W-wait... I... I can't...keep... w-we need to..."

She collapsed before she could finish her sentence. Your heart jumped in your chest. Instantly coming to a halt, you knelt down beside her. It was only now that you'd realize the taste of coppper on your tounge. Lips bitten bloody in a vain to ignore the ever growing flame in your gut, which seemed to flare up even more as you gazed upon Robin's tired, flushed expression, moonlight illuminating her in a tinge of grey-blue.

"God... are you okay?", you queried in a hushed tone. Not like you could make a louder sound with your throat as dry as it was. A guilty feeling overcame you. She would be safe if you had planned this better.

You tried to lift her head slightly, but your hands dug into your wrist painfully. Everything suddenly got hotter and it took everything in you to keep yourself together. Robin shook and gasped in your arms.

"Do... you... smell that?", she croaked and it instantly hit you like a truck. A heavy musk lingering in the air around you. It seemed familiar but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. It numbed your own mind for a slim second. A whimper fell from your lips and you supressed the urge to call out. Behind the lust, fear pricked at you painfully. It was enough to push yourself through it.

"Fuc-kkk.. we need to go!", you whisper-yelled to Robin just before hastily pulling her up.

You tried your hardest to keep up a steady pace. Leaves and small branches crunching beneath your feet while two sweating hands held onto each other for dear life. It was difficult to breathe, sides aching and lungs burning, telling your body to slow down. You prayed to whatever was out there that your legs wouldn't give in. Robin heaved beside you and you took another look at her panic stricken expression. Memories, promises coursed through your mind, which caused you to squeeze her hand tighter.

A platter of fast approaching footsteps snapped you out of your thoughts. A familiar musk dancing around both of your nostrils promising relief. You didn't listen. Fear seemed to pulse in every vein of your body causing you to pick up the pace, narrowly dodging a nearby tree as you did. Your feet pounded over the muddy forest ground.

All of a sudden, Robin was yanked from your grip, screaming. You stopped dead in your tracks to wip your head into her direction. A clearly distressed Robin was being held up by a figure you couldn't quite make out in the dark. It send a surge of rage down your spine, fists balling up as you tried to supress a snarl. Just as you were about to charge towards them however, your head whipped back painfully.

Something around your throat constricted your airway and you could only pathetically grasp at it as you fell backwards onto the hard ground. A low chuckle rang behind you:

"Well what do we have here?"

Your eyes shot wide open. You'd recognise that smug voice anywhere. The universe was making some kind of sick joke, right?

It had only been a few weeks ago when you and Alex fought off his goons, as well as Bailey's thugs again that day in a victory that had been going on for 5 months at that point. No fields lost. Alex and you had fallen into each others arms, covered in grime and dirt, laughing. You had spotted him out of the corner of your eye on a steed upon the top of the hill he always stood and watched, waiting for your fields to light ablaze. You thought that you had seen him look at you in particular at that very moment, his green eyes narrowing before riding of.

Your hands still fruitlessly tugged on the whip around your throat.

"R-rat... bas- gh-...-tard!", you croaked as well as your voice would allow you to.

You caught a glint of Remy grinning down at you in the dark. Beside him, you noticed two other figures, standing at each side. Of course he wouldn't arrive without help.

"Not even a proper greeting? How ill-mannered.", he scoffed.

You refused to answer, keeping the angry expression on your face but on the inside you were panicking, remembering the disgusting shit you had seen on his farm the few times you had snuck in there.

Robin was still whimpering beside you. A pathetic sound that ripped at your heart. This was not the fate she deserved because of a mistake that you had made.

"Let... reuggh... her go...please", you choked.

Remy chuckled:

"As you wish..."

He looked towards the person holding Robin. The other alpha dropped Robin onto the ground, who looked at you with fear. You nodded, a confirmation that you would be okay, hoping she would make it to the cottage. She didn't waste a second and started sprinting. The other alpha went after her. Remy shook his head behind you with a lighthearted chuckle. As if humouring the silly antics of an old friend.

It clicked in your head. They were playing with her. This was part of their sick game... of course it was. Anger made you grind your teeth together. It mixed with your fear and the unwelcome heat, creating an overwhelming mix.

"You know...", Remy's voice rang behind you again:,

"I'm no fool. It couldn't have been a coincidence that Alex's little excuse for a farm only became such a threat to mine after you showed up.." He sounded slightly agitated but hid it well.

Before you could come up with a snarky answer, his hand connected with the back of your skull in a harsh slap. It collided with the mud, hard. Remy didn't follow too late after, caging you beneath him. The musky scent got stronger than ever, sending a shameful jolt through your pussy and making you whimper. You were able to see him clearly now. His flushed face way too close for comfort. That unnerving smile never left his face. He whispered in the shell of your ear:

"You're quite the little menace. Fortunately, I have just the solution for that."

You tried to snap out of your lustful daze, pushing at him weakly. To no avail, the heat caused your body to be frail and worn out.

Remy reached down to undo his pants. You shivered, eyes ripped open wider. Beads of sweat dripped down your forehead. Your right hand frantically grazing around the forest floor as a last ditch effort. Until something sharp pricked your hand. Some honed rock.

"I'm going to break you.", Remy hushed under his breath next to your ear. His hands grasped your denim shorts. It was now or never.

With as much stength as you could muster, you stabbed the rock into his thigh.

He cried out and flung his hands towards the spot you had punctured. Which gave you enough time to stumble to your aching, unsteady feet and start moving. Managing to evade the hands of his goons reaching for you. More yelling ensued behind you.

You felt strained. Branches whipped into your face as you bolted. The heat was getting worse by the second. You barely avoided slipping on a muddy patch. Terror and boiling rage burned in your head. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. It should've been obvious that it was stupid to stay. Three pairs of footsteps were getting louder behind you. You should've ran away with Robin sooner. Should've left the city completely. But you didn't want to give up the farm. Didn't want to abandon Alex and leave them at the mercy of Remy's attacks. Looking behind you, Remy and his goons were closing in on you. A sob escaped your lips. You should've been more careful when you snuck into your former home the night before. You should've explained the situation to Robin properly, but there just wasn't any time. A pair of fingers brushed over your hoodie but they failed to grasp anything. You were mad. Mad at this town, it's residents. Mad at the way things are. The unfair battles you had to face because of something you had no control over. An angry roar instinctively broke out of your throat and rang through the night. Though it turned into a loud weep midway through. But for the most part you were angry at yourself. The footsteps got louder. A small voice inside you told you to give up. Another tear ran down your cheek as you blinked. Your aching heart refused. You opened your eyes again and felt the breath in your throat hitch upon the sight before you. You recognized this patch. You recognized it from the first time you had ran from the town. You were close.

Your little heart was beating with a tiny glimmer of newfound hope. If you made it out, you could still have a chance to buy yourself some time... to make it right, to save Robin. Your hand held your locket tightly.

However your optimism was short lived. In a flash, you could feel your feet- no, your whole body losing it's balance. A swift sensation that felt like your stomach leaping into your mouth registered in your mind. Your left ankle twisted painfully as it crashed into the ground again. The top of your torso came next, resulting in a sickening crunch that traveled up your ears. You were sent tumbling down the slope. Leaves and branches hitting you in the face, the vicious rolling making you nauseous.

It finally stopped when you knocked into a tree, hard. You were back on level ground. At least the heat subdued the pain a bit.

And for a moment it was almost peaceful. The sounds or owl in the distance of the trees, the sensation of dirt beneath you, the moonlight shining down on you. It was like the quiet before-

"Wouldn't expect much more from an omega.", one of Remy's lackeys commented a few meters away. Footsteps halted right before you. That same musk dancing in your nostrils. Your head was pulled up by your hair and you came face to face with Remy crouching before you, one hand resting on the wound of his thigh.

"Insolent little terror...", he scolded,:

"You made this harder for everyone, yourself included."

Despite your body having reached it's limit your mind still seethed with silent scorn. You had half the mind to mock him for not even showing up on his own but it would've been a shot into your own leg as he didn't even need the help of his farmhands to catch you. So you opted to just stare up at him in defiance, heaving loudly but not answering. That insufferable smile appeared on his face again.

"But maybe that was your plan. Just being stubborn for the sake of being stubborn. It's fine, nothing we can't correct with a little time.", he mocked and dropped your head into the dirt again.

Hands grasped at your hips pulling them up and shoving your shorts, as well as your underwear down to your knees roughly.

You could hear what sounded like a zipper being undone which send a vile little jolt through your most sensitive parts. Your cunt glistend with slick, as a cockhead pressed into it. You ground you teeth together and held your breath, trying to stifle the little calls that seemed to be so deeply ingrained into your nature, body paralyzed with pain and want.

Remy laughed behind you again. It was louder now, less controlled. He bent down so that his chest was pressed against your back. You could feel him panting. He was good at supressing the rut your sweet little scent had him in.

"Say... do you enjoy making this so hard on yourself?", he tauntingly asked, his cock still not fully sheathed inside of you. His hands traced over your hips in a mock-loving fashion.

You snapped.

"Fuck you! 'Dumb as fuck to bring me to your farm! Gonna make sure to burn down the whole fucking thing this time!", you seethed, unsuccesfully trying to supress a terrified whimper as what you said rendered in the rational part of your mind the moment it slipped out of you.

Without warning he fully enveloped his cock inside you, stretching your insides and eliciting a loud, unwanted moan from you.

He laughed again, even louder this time:

"Oh... I knew it was you who wreaked that havoc. No wonder Bailey wanted to get rid of you so badly."

He started pumping in and out of you as he lifted your head by your hair again.

You gritted your teeth in disgut when you felt his breathy voice closer to your ear:

"They told me a lot about your little shenanigans. You're quite the menace, running away like that, making them look unfit as the omega caretaker. But they knew you would come back for your little friend..."

Your eyes shot open. Your pussy still being relentlessly thrusted into, slick trailing down your inner thighs. This should've been something you expected, it should have... Blunt nails dug into the dirt underneath you. Vile, shameful feelings were growing stronger in your lower regions to your disgust. Tears filled your eyes. They fell onto the small patch of grass before your sight. Guilt crept up your back. Remy's voice got more quiet as he continued:

"But I know what is lurking under that feisty little exterior of yours. You may want to play tough but you can't deny your nature... I saw it right away the first time when you were still hiding on that beta's farm... just a small soft little creature putting on an act to protect itself. You were quite annoying... But I know you will be perfect once you submit, and I do need an heir after all..."

If you weren't panicking before, you definitly were now. Despite your whole body aching, limbs shivering in fear, you fought with what little strength you didn't know you even had left. Kicking shins, arms wildly hitting around, all while mouthing shrill phrases of "Oh no nono, fuck no-". This just confirmed your worst fears. Honestly, a fate of being forced into one of his 'special fields' would've felt more merciful than this to you. The image of being some overprized pet or at best a obedient little housespouse made you gag. This was not what you wanted. This couldn't be futher from what you wanted. It sounded like fucking nightmare!

Remy clicked his tongue in annoyance and, using his body weight forced you flat on the ground, making it hard to even move at all. His cock was pushed deeper into you as a result. You could feel it pulsing inside your heated walls. It made everything hotter and so much worse. His hand crept under your hoodie to roughly grab a handful of your right breast. The index and middle finger of his hand found your teat. He alternated between gently stroking and roughly pinching it. Your hands were griping the dirt so deeply that it started to hurt your nailbeds. All the while his cock continued to rest deep inside you. And you felt ashamed of the fact that the lack of movement frustrated you.

"It's okay... I know omegas can be so emotional sometimes.", Remy cooed beside your ear. The thumb of his other hand gently wiping at the tears and dirt on your cheek. The intimacy felt vile.

"Fuck off...", you sobbed quietly, completely failing to sound tough. Remy just hummed in response. His hand just gently lifting your face into the direction of the end of the forest towards the farmlands, slightly west. Your blurry vision perceived a figure. No... two figures. One slumped over the shoulder of another. It was honestly hard to see in those early hours of morning. They walked into the direction of town and passed by a few meteres beside you. Squinting your eyes, you finally recognized her. Robin. Her clothes hanging down her form in tatteres. Hair messy and in tangles, no necklace decorated her delicate neck anymore. Her arms motionlessly dangling down the back of the alpha who dared to-

Loud, choked sobs rattled through your battered body. The cheap metal aound your neck felt heavy. If it weren't for your empty stomach, you're sure you would have vomited. This was your fault. All of it. You couldn't protect her. You broke your promise...

The painfully calm voice behind you spoke again:

"Oh hush now, you should be relieved. She's in good hands. They're a good friend of mine, neither a brute nor a collector. One of the best fates an omega could be graced with."

Your weeping didn't subside one bit. Remy sighed.

"Not quite convinced? Do you want to know what really happens to the ones that don't get claimed in the hunt?"

You shook your head, just crying harder. Sobs still punctuating your irregular breaths as you buried your head in your arms. Inaudible apologies bubbled from your lips in silent prayer. Remy cooed at you.

The cock inside you started to move again. Slick coated everything just near your pussy. Moans began intertupting your cries now, but you didn't care enough to stop them. Body and mind too exhausted and hot. Groans were audible behind you now. A hand brushed your hoodie up to your armpits. It slightly lifted your bruised torso. A wet mouth latched onto your right breast. Tounge swirling over the rose bud in the middle. A lewd moan fell from your mouth, only slightly muffled by the fabric of your hoodie. Somewhere distantly in your mind, you humoured your wanton response. Cunt clenching around the moving dick while slick gushed out of you. The musk in your nose felt welcome now. Your body acting like this was the only thing it was good for. And you almost believed it in that moment.

The movements got faster, rougher and your pussy greedily obliged, welcoming the pace. You could feel an orgasm slowly building up it's approach.

Your abused nipple got released from it's confinement with a loud pop. Lips instead trailed up your limp body and rested on the juncture between your shoulder and neck. The uncontrolled groans behind you send little vibrations over the sensitive skin there. The sweet tingling promise of release tickled your inner walls.

Nails suddenly dug into your sides. A knot was being pushed into you so deep that it knocked all the air out of your lungs. Sharp teeth sunk into you. A scream ripped through you as your own climax came crashing down on you in that very same moment. Seed spilled inside of your womb.

Your exhausted lungs heaved while your mind was stuck in the afterglow.

The bitten spot throbbed, warm blood gushing out of the small punctures and yet it barely hurt. The aching heat inside your body finally slowly subsided. For now. You laid there, still heaving, with leaves sticking to your sweaty forehead.

The air felt cooler. One tiny, cool droplet gently hit your forehead and ran down the bridge of your nose. Another followed. Then another. You felt mocked.

The weight on top of you shifted. Your body was being lifted and turned so that you laid on your back, cock and knot still buried in your flodded walls. A calloused hand grasped your chin gently but firmly. Green orbs seemed to analyze your face. He looked odd like this, not as put together as usual. You just stared back blankly, laboured breaths being the only sounds coming from you. A slight smirk adorned his bloody lips. Your blood.

"Let's get you home."

#if you don't like the sapphic stuff just pretend you're a historian #degrees of lewdity #dol collab #remy the farmer #robin the orphan #i literally procrastinated uploading this for 2 weeks now #i didn't like it but didn't wanna restart lol #i still don't idk honestly what this even is #too much lore for a oneshot #uploading it now or never #remy was supposed to be fem but i'm stoopid and didn't understand f!Alpha atonomy bruh #omegaverse #a/b/o dynamics

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