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Don’t Worry, Omega

for @spnabobingo Square Filled: Feral Alpha

warnings: 18+ explicit ABO, AU, mentions of torture, quick rough sex, angst with little fluff at the end

Mystery Pairing (No Spoilers!)

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The scent was diving her mad, torturing her just as much as the beatings inflicted on the man down the hall. Concrete and iron separated them along with a wide hallway with betas, alphas and omegas between them. And yet it was his scent that was soaked into her clothes and fogging up her cell, piercing through her skin.

In the years she had been here, locked away or allowed to roam, no one had affected her like this. She had been here since she presented, a young girl when she was stolen away, pure and soft. Years of brainwashing and conditioning, tested and studied by curious minds and prodding hands.

This place was all she knew, all she understood. The blonde was only seventeen when she finally presented as an Omega and from that moment, she was given to Alpha after Alpha, made to be with Betas and Omegas as well, all for what her captors called science. After a while, She had agreed to aid them which meant she would no longer be studied but instead assist them in the study of others. This usually just meant that she would feed the other captives or help clean and dress other test subjects.

But ever since the older Alpha showed up, she hadn’t been able to leave her room. The pain was too great, the fever too hot, the heat too intense. She had plenty of heats and she was always given suppressants that always made it better. She had her choice of young Alphas to knot her as well. This time though was far different. She burned through the drugs and every Alpha’s scent made her retch.

Her captors couldn’t understand why her heat was so strong and so she became a test subject once again. They never asked her even though she knew exactly what was different about this time. It was Him. The Alpha down the hall. He wasn’t feral when he had arrived but it was obvious that he had been in rut recently. They had been the reason he had gone feral, starving him, worsening his ruts, not allowing him to quench his thirst or satisfy his urges. They gave him food, sure, but that didn’t feed every need. He was given liquor, medication, scientific concoctions that seemed to only further drive him into insanity.

This was what they did, what they wanted. Drive people to the edge of death, take notes, and if they survived, they would start a brand new form of study. She didn’t know why, who they were, where they were. She just lived and they allowed her to breathe as long as she followed their rules.

There were plenty of people she had helped clean up after, some she helped dispose of, some she had helped take out altogether. She wasn’t weak, as a matter of fact, she was taught and trained to be strong. Her frail and helpless appearance worked to her advantage and her lean petite frame and big brown eyes masked the dynamite. She was also pretty smart for not being allowed schooling. She read books, ones that they allowed, of course, watched films and television of their choosing, even the music was regulated.

And yet, she was the most spoiled and the best treated of all the captives. She had been there the longest, endured the most tests, survived the most torture. Now, here she was, crying and writhing in agony, rolling around on her thin cot. She was drenched from head to toe, and even naked, she felt like she was melting. She knew exactly what she needed but she wouldn’t ask for it. She had been here long enough to know her limits.

This was all because of a little touch, a simple contact of skin. The slit was only big enough for one hand, it was made for a food tray afterall. She had gotten too close, allowed herself a moment to pause and catch those wild hues staring back at her through the narrow slot. He saw the moment of opportunity and his long calloused fingers took advantage, wrapping around her wrist. It just caught her off guard, it didn’t hurt or scare her even, though she had screamed and jumped away. The food tray crashed as the Alpha growled, the sound causing her to shiver, a sheen of sweat coating her body almost instantly. She ran before the punishment began. But she could still hear the scientists beating him for his outburst and she cried as she listened to his cries of pain.

She felt like she hadn’t stopped crying since then and that had been days ago. Pale and malnourished, she was losing all her weight and beauty. They fed her but she couldn’t keep anything down, they gave her an IV and yet she was still dehydrated.

“I just don’t understand it.” The British accent was familiar but muffled as if she was hearing him through layers of cotton in her ears. “She is going to die and for no reason I can find.” This man had always been nice to her, and she almost considered him a friend. Mick Davies actually seemed worried as if he truly cared for her well being. Her heart ached at his words but she still hadn’t opened her mouth. It was too dry to form words anyway.

“Guess it’s just time to put her down.” This Englishman was harsher, more cold and she whimpered. Not because of Arthur Ketch but because she could hear the howls of the man down the hall.

Her body quivered as the feral Alpha growled and scratched the concrete walls and rattled the iron bars. The scientists heaved a sigh and left the blonde so they could attend to the troublesome Alpha. She could still hear him along with screams and loud thumps. Then she could feel it, feel him drawing closer and her body yearned for him.

She screamed as she arched off the gurney but she was quickly silenced by a rough crash of lips, stubble scratching against her skin as teeth and tongue attacked her mouth without mercy. Her growled against her lips as he climbed on top of her, straddling her and covering her body completely with his. The heat and weight of him immediately soothed every ache in her body. She couldn’t move and she didn’t wish to. She just gave into the power of her Alpha.

That’s what he was. Her Alpha. He was rough and calloused and yet he seemed so soft and gentle with her. She clearly calmed the beast within him as much as he soothed the agony within her, both filling the emptiness within one another.

He wasted no time with undressing her and it was just a flick of the wrist that freed himself from the confines of the musty scrubs they had fitted him with. The same lightning fast move slid down her own scrubs and he swallowed down another scream when he plunged himself deep inside her. She sucked him in and squeezed him tight, a perfect fit that caused them both to groan. Their lips parted to suck in tight breaths A moment to adjust was unnecessary and he started a merciless rhythm, ripping her apart with each ruthless thrust.

If he hadn’t been feral, she was sure that he would have taken his time with her. She could see in his eyes that this was only the beginning of their relationship. There was something in those lust blown pupils that told her he was a good man just not in his right mind. But neither was she and so she gladly welcomed the brutal fucking he gave her. It was fast and primal and she erupted in orgasm twice before his knot finally swelled, holding them together. It was only then that he seemed sated, able to hold her to his chest and bury his face in her neck.

He was gentle now and the fog seemed to clear from their heads. “We have to get outta here.” The sound of his gravelly voice only seemed to excite her again and he chuckled when her walls constricted around his softening cock. “Those guys won’t be out for long and I’m sure backup won’t be far behind.” He looked into her eyes, softly brushing damp locks from her face and tucking them behind her ear. He smiled then and she nearly climaxed at the beautiful sight alone. “I’m John. John Winchester.”

She smiled in return, lifting weakly to give him a chaste kiss. “I’m Jo.” Her voice was rougher than she expected and she groaned when he pulled his deflated knot past her tight walls. He quickly pulled up his pants before doing the same for her and lifted her in his arms. “I’m gonna get us out of here. Don’t worry, Omega.” She relaxed and actually found herself falling asleep in the warmth of his embrace and she wasn’t sure how he would manage an escape but it didn’t matter. She was where she belonged.

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