#yungblud x machine gun kelly fic

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

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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𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓭𝓾𝓼𝓽

ps. its very roughly edited 

Synopsis:

Colson's jacket wrapped around him like a cloud of smoke its scents blended into his own and finally he smelt home.

Then they ran.

Down the pathway, over the barriers, and through the crowd that split; a hallway just for them. They kept running though. Way past the cameras and the cars and the dimly lit streets of shops long closed.

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They ran until roads turned from grey dust to blades of wet grass spilled mud onto their shoes.

And somewhere along that track their hands had clasped together. Knuckles glew white their grip only tightening when Dom's foot tumbled over the pothole. They held on until rain turned to a sprinkle and then trickled to nothing at all.

That’s when they finally stopped running.

Colson’s face looked up at the sky, and Dom looked at the way it glowed under the moonlight.

He didn’t dare let his eyes drift down as he took in the way the rapper lit his cigarette. Front left pocket, two shakes, a flick of a thumb opening the top with the Newport sign. 

This was when he shifted his gaze from the blanket of stars and onto the pack of smokes in his hand, lifting it up and using the thumb to guide one up to his lips. The other tightened their hold on Dom’s hand for a  moment longer before letting it fall from his grip.

Dom’s eyes fell then too, head dipping down as he tried to breathe in the fleeting scent of the jacket and the moments before that suddenly felt ephemeral at best. 

Dom barely registered the click click and the sound of the flame coming to life, only looking up in time to see colson breathe out a cloud of smoke and close his eyes to the stars.

He looked like an angel then. head turned to the stars, golden hair shone against the night, moonlight turned smoke clouds blue and folded them into wings for only moments before they vanished yet again.

Inches away he could almost taste him. The liquor on his lips and the cologne against his neck that had faded with droplets of rain and sweat which only made his shirt cling tighter against his body and his skin glow in the dim light.  

He fought his urge to keep looking.

“the moon looks lovely tonight”

His eyes were still closed.

He wished he said more.

And the same words echoed in the younger man’s head.

“Can I kiss you?”

Colson's gaze shifted down from the skies and finally met Dom’s own. Eyes closed shut, he had drifted, disappearing into his thoughts all fogging up into clouds of Dom that for just an instant he forgot he was standing right there beside him. 

And he had asked if he could kiss him. Or had he just imagined that?

“What?” he spoke so lightly, words barely touching the night air and he held his breathe as he prayed he’d heard right.

“ca- it doesn’t- I’m sorry” Dom mustered up and chuckled expressionlessly at the ground.

Of course it mattered. And sorry was a stupid thing to say. It was a little better than repeating his previous words which would have been the more foolish route since Colson had obviously given him an easy out. 

He wished that he could’ve just shut the fuck up and let his mind think things through for once without letting his emotions spill over.

Dom was surprised, to say the least when he felt the ground shift between the two and dirty chuck taylors edged closer with each step.

It was only a matter of time before slender fingers brushed over his cheekbones and soon a gentle hand combed away clumps of blue hair and red from his face still damp from the rain. The metal rings landed burning against his skin when Colson traced his thumb along his jawline and finally looked up into the icy blues of the man before him.

He took in his last puff of smoke, cigarette bud burning to a finish somewhere in the space between them. But neither cared much about that as Dom’s lip grazed over Colson sucking the smoke out from his lips before watching it disappear into the night air as he breathed out.

“so what did you say before”

The sudden rush of confidence left him all too soon and Dom was nervous all over again.

“what do you mean?”

he breathed in only Colson

“you know, the thing, that you overcorrected”

“I didn’t overcorrect anything”

“I actually believe you did”

They spoke in only whispers now so that even in the empty field not even the trees would hear their midnight mumbles. 

They breathed the same breath, faces so close their noses touched and with stardust in their eyes they took each other in. and it was then Dom felt ready to repeat those words again.

“Can I kiss you?”

“See I thought you said that the first time”

“fuck off”, Colson couldn’t help his smirk from turning into a smile. Or at least he hoped it was a smile and didn’t look like the giggly grin of a girl on her first date because if he could describe what he was feeling inside that about explained it.

He wondered if Dom could hear his heartbeat. Or feel it radiating from the palm of his hand onto the curve of his jaw or a sharp sizzling to the soft stubble against his cheek. Colson was just moments away from kissing Dom when his stubbornness inevitably took the best of him. 

He had asked if he could kiss Colson. 

He would wait.

At least that’s what he told himself as he let his thumb retrace their steps over the younger man’s face. His touch lingered when he reached his lips seconds longer before letting his finger slip inside. 

A moment was all I took, merely, a few glances . And then Dom was moving a final step closer and pushing his finger two knuckles deeper. He could only let out a shaky breath and watch as the smirk found itself on the lips of the boy below him.

lips wrapped around Colson’s thumb pushing up from the base and licking up to the top knuckle and biting down, hard. 

He only had time to let out a wince before a warm tongue circled around the bite mark smoothing over the pain. 

His brain was clouded, again, with the thoughts of this boy, except this time he let himself imagine the things he wanted to do to him. Time seemed to go by both too slowly and all too fast, minutes turned into hours and into barely split seconds all at once. He only half hoped his friend didn’t notice how hard he was for him already.

Dom let the finger fall from his lips with a pop and pretended not to notice the string of spit that connected the two, but he remembered the way it made Colson gaze down at it with his mouth ajar.

Pushing up on his toes, Dom closed the remaining distance between the two.

and he tasted just like heaven.

 ao3

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Machine Gun Kelly x Jxdn

♡ music festivals and conception

Sophie Lloyd x Colson Baker

♡ Sid & Nancy

#machine gun kelly fanfic #travis barker fanfic #mod sun fanfiction #rook cappelletty fanfiction #Pete Davidson fanfiction #yungblud fanfiction #Baze fanfiction #blackbear fanfiction #chase hudson #jaden hossler #jxdn #jxdn fanfiction

[dragmedowntobeaconhills]

The lack of polyamory fics for Machine Gun Kelly x Reader x Yungblud is just straight up rude

#like where are they 🥺 #machine gun kelly #colson baker #yungblud #dominic harrison #polyamory #polyamourous

[shelsgovroomvroom]

could you maybe do a corpse x fem!reader fic based on the song bloody valentine by machine gun kelly 👉🏻👈🏻

Tickets to my Downfall is actaully one of the albums I wanna use for album of the week so I don’t wanna write this now. I’ll happily do it when TTMD is the album of the week.

(By the way I’m also thinking about using a Hozier album, Folklore, a Halsey album and maybe a Yungblud album)

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

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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[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Pressure Got My Head in Knots

🩸Previous Parts Here🩸

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heat), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, mentions of killing, allusions to past abuse, cursing, allusions to trafficking, awkward boys, stilted conversation, bad dreams, night terrors, mentions of Dom's pretty uncut monster cock, misunderstandings, embarrassment, insults, stiff sleeping positions, boys cuddling, emerging feels, passage of time (not long), too much metaphor (I won't apologize), secret masterbation, improper use of a t shirt (they're always cum goblins), hurt/comfort, accidental grinding, biting/marking, blood, nervous boys, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: explicit

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

The roof was almost becoming a comfort for Dom. It was his spot really. He could look out over the terrible city they lived in and ponder how many Alphas were just waiting for his knife. He hadn't killed anyone since before he met the omega but it steadied him to think about it. He'd been coming here since their afternoon together and occasionally sleeping on the balcony. He never meant to fall asleep but the night after they fucked he went to check on Colson and thought he heard him sound pained. He was whimpering and sounded scared and it made Dominic’s blood run cold. After a moment he realized the man was only having a bad dream but the sight of the strong mob boss curling a pillow against his chest like a teddy bear hurt the heart Dom didn't think he had. Since he couldn't comfort him and didn't even know how he'd desired at least to stay close. Watch over him. Most nights he stayed on the balcony but he would escape before the sun rose and sleep fitfully in his own bed.

He was having trouble making himself take that last step off the edge of the building after what Collette had told him earlier at the club. He hadn't expected to feel so torn up inside knowing his… lover? had been hurt so badly but he was filled with shite he didn't know how to deal with. He was scared if he saw the man again he'd accidentally show somehow that he knew. They matched in so many ways besides just being devils in the playground of LA’s underworld. He never expected that. His gaze rolled up to the blank black sky, devoid of stars and didn't that just match his soul. “Fuck.” He huffed, stomping out his cigarette before he took the leap. For once he didn't smile at the rush of air tickling him and when his feet touched down his stomach dropped.

The first thing he noticed wasn't the light still on in the bedroom and it wasn't the pacing omega shadow ghosting over him- it was the glass door that was normally locked tight. For once it was… open?

Colson was exhausted after his long fucking night. He swore the universe was screwing with him. First the shipment of omegas was stolen out from under him and then his mother had pulled him aside when they got home. She lived on another floor and when they were out together they always shared a car. Collette had waited until they were walking inside and she finally spoke up about that fucking psycho. She'd explained gently how terrible Dom looked, that she didn't think the boy was sleeping any better than him. She'd kept her voice loving when she suggested he just give him a chance, what could it hurt having a friend?

He knew her better than that and he knew she knew him. Col didn't make friends easily and whatever was between them wasn't that. Dom knew what he was. Dom had quite literally been inside him, something no one else had ever been allowed. Since they slept together he couldn't sleep right. Old memories came back with a vengeance. She knew all of that, she knew his history, hell she'd lived it too. She'd slipped in one simple thing that had made him think and he hated it. He hated how damn well it worked on him. Travis would have loved him. The thing that pissed him off most was that she was right. Fuck.

“Ello.” The word was simple but it made Colson jump and he reached for a gun he didn't have. He rolled his eyes and turned to face the other man, his heart racing in his chest.

Collette had been right, Dom looked like hell. His eyes were tired and dark, his wild hair almost limp. He looked like a kicked puppy and Kells knew he was behind the boot. Damnit. “Hey.” Well… that was helpful. They were like awkward teenagers at the prom and not two mostly full grown men who knew each other intimately.

Dom tried to look less intimidating by slipping his hands in his hoodie pocket. LA heat was rough but sometimes he needed something to hide in. He didn't step too far into the room, he wasn't sure he was welcome. He'd already done damage with his cock, he wouldn't make it worse. He couldn't stop his gaze from wandering though- Colson was just in jeans and nothing else. The man was gorgeous and he almost couldn't believe he knew exactly what he felt like from the inside. Oh fuck he had to stop thinking like that. Col arched a brow as if he could feel Dom’s thoughts and moved to sit on the foot of the bed. Something made him curse under his breath and reposition himself. “You still ‘urt?”

Kells scoffed and shook his head. He didn't think whatever had twinged in his belly was from the Alpha's monster dick and even if it was he'd never say so. He couldn't give him the satisfaction. “Just pulled a muscle in the gym I think. You good?”

Dom startled at the question. He wasn't sure how to answer that so he just hip checked the dresser and stared at the other man. “No. But you ain't nei’ver. Jus’ been sleeping off.” He tried to lighten the statement with a tease but it fell flat. The omega had to know he'd been sleeping on the balcony if he left it open. He just wasn't used to trying to be a person, Tom never expected it from him. Maybe he shouldn't try to fake it with Colson either. “So you got fucked tonight?”

Col’s eyes went wide and for a moment he thought to clutch his pearls. Where the fuck did this asshole get the audacity?

“The meeting! At ya club. Seemed like it didn't go right. I didn't mean- bloody ‘ell.” The Alpha went so pink and his voice so rushed. His accent thick enough to walk on. Something happened inside the omega, something he really wasn't used to. The embarrassment from the Alpha made him laugh.

Dom smirked as the other man laughed at him. It was such a nice sound he didn't even mind it was at his expense. He was just happy to help however he could. “Fink I would ‘ave noticed summat else. I jus’- Yeah, yeah. Make fun of the guy wiv the silly accent.”

“Dude, fuuuuck that was good. Thanks for that. Yeah uh… I got screwed over tonight. A shipment of omegas was coming in from the East Coast and someone jacked it.” Kells wiped his eyes and tried to stop his laughing, it kept setting off whatever was aching in his stomach. Fuck, his body was feeling strange since he went off the blockers. He wasn't looking forward to what else was in store. What if his heats were a regular thing now? Maybe it was smart to let the Alpha hang around. It wasn't like he'd trust anyone else to help. He didn't know if that meant he trusted the killer already though or not. It took him a moment to realize Dom had gone quiet and he looked up to see the Alpha look away. “I don't sell them. I save them. I figured mom told you? Why the fuck would you come back if you seriously thought I was selling people?” He was truly shocked. He could see the contempt fade from the other man's face and a look of relief shone in his darkened jade eyes. Dom killed Alphas for less. He came to put Col down because of it… Why would he still show up?

“You needed me.” The Alpha shrugged but something tight and messy in his chest relaxed. He could see the omega working through something mentally but he didn't push. He wanted to be welcome.

Colson ignored the way that statement made him feel, especially how easily Dom said it. Instead he moved to crawl up the bed and settle under the blankets, carefully working off his jeans once he was safely hidden from view. He tossed them at the Alpha who caught them and tried his hardest not to sniff. Kells saw it though, those tired eyes flashed red before he folded the pants and set them aside. “Just so you know, my adoptive dad started this. He bought omegas and gave them new lives. I took over for him.” He explained simply. He was too exhausted to get into too much detail and it felt strange to talk because it didn't feel strange to talk to Dom. He was feeling too much to simply talk, especially after what he just realized. The killer ignored his deepest beliefs because he needed him. How was he supposed to handle that?

The Alpha wondered if he should leave but Colson patted the bed next to him. “Shut the fucking door and come to bed. Aren't you tired?”

After a moment Dom nodded and did as he was told before he walked around the bed. He tried to keep his mind from wandering to the night they met or how pretty the other would look spread out under him. His bite scar twinged as he took a seat on top of the covers and he rested back against the headboard. He kept to himself, his ankles crossed and his hands in his pockets. He didn't trust himself to do anything else. “Fanks.” He sighed, letting his eyes close as he leaned his head back but he could feel the other man staring at him.

“You're a fucking weirdo. I hope you know that.” Colson huffed with a playful edge to his voice. He didn't mean to scoot closer but he did by just a few inches as he tried to find comfort on his side. One thing he liked about being off his blockers hit him as he took a breath and closed his eyes.

The creepy psycho Alpha smelled like home.

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When Colson woke up the next morning he was surprised to realize how well he slept and even more so because at some point he'd inched over the rest of the space between them to cuddle against Dom’s side even though the Alpha never moved a bit. He pried himself away as carefully as possible to let the man sleep and promptly removed himself from the situation pushing the thought out of his mind. He couldn't process everything happening so instead he thought he'd work out. He could keep his days normal and decide what to do with the other man at night.

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Dom appeared again once the sun went down, though of course he'd been watching most of the day. He was excited to jump to the balcony and even found himself smiling when he saw the door open. He wasn't used to being welcomed. Expected. Potentially even… wanted? They still didn't really talk but that night when Kells gave him a look he pulled his hoodie off and slipped free of his shoes. Waiting on the bed was an extra blanket and as he got comfortable he tugged it over himself. He still made sure to keep separate but he let himself lay down that night.

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Yet again Colson found himself glued to the Alpha when the sun rose, his arm over the other man's chest. He huffed softly at himself but lingered a moment, taking a second to explore and memorize his bedmate’s face. Without the stress of their waking lives etched into Dom's features he appeared every bit his young age. The omega was tempted to kiss his plush lips but he forced himself to disengage, he had shit to do and he still didn't want to get attached. They were just… helping each other sleep. That was it.

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As Dom closed and locked the glass door behind him that night he was surprised to see Colson watching him and holding the other side of the blankets up. The extra he'd been granted the night before was gone and the omega was smiling like he'd pulled the perfect prank. “I don't like jeans in bed. Don't be an asshole.” The mob boss grumbled and Dom had to obey. Even though he'd fucked the man it still felt weirdly intimate to undress to his boxer briefs and t shirt in front of him. Col smiled as the Alpha slipped in bed and for the first time they laid under the same sheet and faced each other. They fell asleep talking lightly about what had happened that day even though Dom already knew it all. To the Alpha it was starting to feel like home.

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Kells sighed as he woke up, pressing his face into the Alpha's messy hair. They were tangled together and he wasn't surprised that even though Dom was asleep, part of his monster was very very awake. He let himself smile, his belly full of butterflies at the feeling of the psycho hard against him. Dom wasn't the only one but… he couldn't bring himself to do anything. Sleeping together was one thing but sleeping together when it wasn't a life or death situation? Fuck that. A part of his mind whispered ‘soon’ as he pulled himself free and escaped to the bathroom to take care of himself. He thought he might leave the mess on something for Dom to find but he'd be at the gym before the Alpha woke.

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Dom was flipping Colson off as he joined him that night, he still couldn't believe what the bastard did. “Tha’ were me favorite shirt. Twat.” He huffed, getting undressed down to his boxer briefs. He jokingly hid his tee under the pillow instead of leaving it on. The omega had used the shirt on his body as a cum rag while he was sleeping and he wouldn't give him that chance again. If Kells needed relief he could use his bare skin. He didn't push it more than that though, they just laughed together as they got comfortable in bed, facing each other again. That night Dom liked the sound of his lover's laugh so much he found himself telling embarrassing stories. As they started to dirft they inched closer until their fingers touched.

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Colson slept a little fitfully that night so when he woke he wasn't surprised to find the Alpha spooning him and holding him tight. The strong arm he scarred was wrapped over him, that beautiful death dealing hand rest light on his abs. He let himself linger, a little mentally messy from bad dreams and worse memories. He tried to shift and felt a little worse for wear and slightly sick. He hated how much his trauma could still affect him after so long. He was pissed his memory could make him feel so sick so he stayed a little longer in bed and let the snoozing Alpha comfort him. It wasn't like the psycho would know. He'd still leave before Dom woke and ignore his thoughts for the rest of the day.

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It kept on that way for another week. Another. Each night Dom would wander into Col’s bedroom and strip down to almost nothing. They'd settle close but not too in bed and talk. Or not. What they did didn't matter, just that they could help each other sleep.

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It was almost a month of their new routine when something different happened one night. Everything had gone well- Dom showed up, slipped mostly nude in bed, they shared a few laughs or complaints, and drifted off to sleep. Normally the Alpha stayed awake longer to make sure the other was doing well. He had learned to judge how bad Col’s dreams would be by how much he whimpered or whined but that night he was quiet and Dom misjudged what that meant. Shortly after he drifted himself he was woken up by a blood curdling scream. He was jarred awake and instantly on alert, blinking his tired eyes fast. His sight cleared quickly to find Kells fighting himself, full body trembling as he scratched bloody marks in his inked skin.

The Alpha was scared which was an emotion he wasn't used to but he tried to move to help. He gently reached out to stop the assault but one touch was enough to wake the man. For a moment they stared wide eyed at each other before one tear escaped down Col’s cheek. “Colson-” Dom whispered softly, his voice thick with emotion he couldn't share.

“D-Dom?” The omega's voice was small and that one word broke the dam. The normally collected man felt a sob break free and without a second thought he was throwing himself at his lover's chest and crying against his neck.

Dominic wasn't used to comforting anyone but he wrapped his omega tight in his hold and pet his fingers slowly down his back. It was what Tom did for him when he felt shattered and it was all he had to offer besides a softly whispered- “I'm so sorry.”

“Why did he- why did they- why wasn't I good enough?” The Alpha couldn't make out much but he put a few things together from choked words and context clues. Besides that, he'd asked those questions a lot as a boy. He'd grown out of begging the universe for answers about the time he ripped his father open.

“You was. ‘Ush tha’. You was. No one else was for you. I ain't. No one is.” Dom was surprised at the words on his lips but he meant every one of them. It hurt his black heart to hear the strong man sound so young and broken and yet again he vowed to end the people who caused all that pain.

“Fuck you.” Colson whimpered, biting a kiss into his lover's neck. It surprised a moan out of the Alpha which somehow made Kells do it again. “Fuck you.” Curse. Kiss. Bite. A drop of blood hit his tongue. Dom groaned and their bodies moved until they slot perfectly together- cloth covered cock to cloth covered cock.

“Wha'?” Dom didn't know what to do. He could feel his dick filling hard and fast. His shaking hands wandered the sweat slick planes of Col’s inked back and he kept his head tilted. He wouldn't take any liberties but if the omega needed him he would do anything to help. He had his own needs though and they were rushing to the surface, probably making his eyes shine crimson bright.

“Shut the fuck up. Not good enough? Fuck you. Look at you.” Colson didn't know what he was doing. He just knew the more he touched and tasted the younger man the more his hellish dream was erased. At least for the time being. His tongue traced the Alpha's thundering pulse until he sucked a mark on his jaw. His hips rolled as their hands explored and his darkness ebbed slowly.

“Look- look at- fuck Cols?” Dom whined his name like a beg and the omega nodded as they thrust harder. Before he knew it their lips were meeting in a blood flavored kiss.

The Alpha could barely breathe, everything was too hot and so much. His cock was so hard it was poking out the top of his underwear and grinding against Col’s doing the same. They groped each other and pulled the other tighter, their panted breath mingling between rough kisses. Besides their soft moans and needy whimpers the sound of their precum wet bellies sticking together was near deafening.

Neither knew who hit their peak first, it seemed they were sucked under together. One cried out and the other answered and they both spilled a hot rush against their skin. At some point Dom's thigh had fit between Col’s own and the Alpha felt his leg drenched in slick. He didn't say anything but he savored the scent and feel as they rocked through their pleasure with shaking limbs.

Eventually their breathing calmed and their bodies stilled but they didn't pull apart. They weren't even sure they could if they tried. Kells couldn't bring himself to speak so instead he tucked himself under his lover's chin. He couldn't work out what had just happened and he was scared if he tried he'd break the tentative peace. Dom was just as confused but pleasantly pleased, his veins buzzing with pleasure. He just held the other close and pet his back as they drifted, eventually falling asleep again.

At one point Colson thought he heard the Alpha whisper something that felt both true and terrifying. It settled his soul but raced his heart in his chest. “You're safe. ‘Ome.” He tried to ignore it and sleep but he found himself waiting for the sun to rise so he could escape the safety of Dom's arms before he did something stupid like get used to it. Deep down he knew it was too fucking late. He already was. Home.

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

It's not exactly a birthday fic but at least Kells got some special attention. I know it's a lot of deep feels and it may get worse before it gets better but you know I'm all about the silly happy dumb boys 😂 I hope you enjoyed it! 🩸🖤

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[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Fucked Up Soul

🩸 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, boys panicking, mentions of biting, blood, cursing, weaponry, allusions to past abuse, allusions to lots of past trauma, omega Tom bff, underwear theft, sneaky texts, Tom being a saint, boys in denial, enemies to lovers, pouty boys, mentions of masterbation, unhelpful blockers, both boys being cum goblins 💣 Rating: mature

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Dom was still trembling by the time he reached his flat. Once or twice he thought about finding a stray asshole Alpha and working his urges out but somehow even though he'd been near to breaking before he met the man, his need for release wasn't as strong. If he went too long between kills it started to effect him deeply. His chest would tighten, his vision would tint red, his mood would edge to uncontrollable anger, and he found it almost impossible to control his outburst. Normally having his night interrupted would destroy his so small fuse but after what he'd done he felt his desperation calmed. Even with the confusion and self hatred burning in his veins and through his thoughts. He'd always heard how helpful a sexual release was but he'd never believed it. Not before that damn omega.

He was still wound up, he couldn't help it. Everything he'd fought against for so long was now in question. All the things he prided himself on were tossed out the bloody window and he'd never expected that. He'd popped a fucking knot and tried to scent an omega. He'd licked his face as if it were a claim. He spied on the guy, though he couldn't be completely upset at himself for that. Stalking and voyeurism was part of the job. But this felt… filthy because it felt so fucking good.

His hand shook as he unlocked his front door and the moment he was inside he slammed it closed before resting against the wood to try to calm his racing heart and mind. His wrist throbbed though the wound had already closed but something felt off as he stood there. His home was his safe place- as safe as a sociopathic Alpha could find, and while he was used to spying on others he wasn't accustomed to feeling… watched. Not alone. He couldn't shake it.

“Are those yours? Interesting update to your wardrobe.” A voice sounded from further inside the flat, making Dom jump. He scanned the room and his predator level vision saw through the darkness well enough to find the lump of blankets on the sofa that was his omega roommate and best friend. Bollocks. He'd planned to give the man a verbal lashing but it appeared the photographer wasn't feeling well.

It took his ADHD riddled brain a moment to circle and catch up before he remembered the boxer briefs tucked in his pocket. Oh. “Not mine.” His own voice was still a growl but he couldn't help it. He just sighed and pushed himself off the door to join his friend in their living room. He started to sit before realizing he had far too much energy buzzing through him and instead he paced in front of the prone man.

After a moment Tom pushed the blankets off and sat up, revealing he'd been working on his tablet under the covers. He was rarely without some kind of electronic. Those normally comforting silver eyes went wide before his nose wrinkled and his sharp brow arched high enough Dom wondered if he was in trouble. “What did you do? You smell like-” His voice cut off and he cleared his throat, his gaze searching the Alpha in front of him. He was so close that the scent of him was overpowering but while the killer smelled of blood it wasn't enough to say Dom’s night was normal. Well... His normal.

A small scoff escaped Dom but he tried to control himself. “Wha’? An omega? Do I smell like a bloody omega Tom?”

“Don't take that tone with me. If you yell at me I won't hesitate to kick your arse out. I am not in the mood for your shite.”

Dom glared down at his best friend and his fists clenched at his sides, making the omega drop his gaze. Tom gave him a good once over before his lips parted in surprise, whatever he thought he saw made him sit up straighter. “Tha’ mark you investigated so well? Tha’ Alpha you sent me to take out? Tha’ job you said you did so much research on? A fucking omega.” Dom paused and took a breath before he went off all over again and his feet started moving under him to pace the floor. “A bloody fucking omega on blockers! A mob boss omega! A feral fucking arsehole, gun toting, wet, pretty, drug using, twat! Tha’ weren't in ya bloody files?”

Tom pursed his lips to fight a smile as he shook his head. He wanted to make a joke but he knew better. The hitman would die before hurting him but he never wanted to add to his stress. Dom was his hero and his dumbarse best friend. He just never thought he'd see him like that. “That wasn't in my research. If Colson Baker is an omega then no one knows. He's deep in hiding but I'm not sure how if he's walking around smelling like you do right now. You know I check everything. I would never send you after one knowingly. I take it you got along?”

Dom couldn't stop himself from growling. He knew the signs of their fight was visible all over himself. Blood and sweat and… oh. Oh no. He was covered in cum and a pair of slick wet underwear was tucked in his pocket. Well it was a damn good thing he didn't feel shame. A shock of annoyance rushed through him instead and he pulled the boxers out of his pocket to wave in front of the omega. “Wha's it mean?” His voice went high and the corner of Tom's lips twitched. If he laughed Dom thought he might scream.

Tom covered his nose and leaned back further on the couch. He was going through his own cycle and the stench of omega and spent Alpha so close was just too much. “I think it means you made a friend. Congrats. Did you leave him alive?” He already knew the answer.

All the fight went out of Dom at the query and he dropped his arms, sighing as he stared down at the other man. “Course. Can't kill a ‘mega. Twat bit me and ‘en ‘ad a wank in ‘is shower.”

“Which you know because…?”

Dom's eyes went wide and if Tom didn't know better he'd think he was blushing. “I…”

“You?”

“Well I um-”

“Yes?”

“Fuck. Tom wha’ did I do?” Dom’s voice was almost a whine and his legs felt weak. Everything felt off inside him. For once he felt like the little boy he hadn't really gotten to be. His knotheaded father had raised him to be an Alpha's Alpha and when he wasn't up to standard… Well he took care of that. Dom felt suddenly heavy and he let himself sit next to his friend. What had happened to him?

Tom had never seen the man so shaken and he'd known him for a good few years. Dom was always sure of himself and a little broken but he was never scared. Not the night he rescued Tom in a dark alley, and not one moment since. It hurt his heart to see his friend so lost. He couldn't completely smother his worry for the fellow omega though, or his enjoyment of the situation. “You just found someone. You don't have to have a crisis over it. You're a good man Dom.” How could he tell the scared Alpha what he could tell was happening without sending him into a spiral? The bottom line was he couldn't. He couldn't warn him about the heat scent. He couldn't explain he knew what the mob boss was about to go through. He couldn't give Dom a reassurance that he could handle a mate because he wasn't completely sure he could. He loved Dom but the Alpha wasn't exactly sane.

Tom himself hadn't ever used blockers. He never believed he needed them even though it could get him into trouble. He'd met Dom on a night he was too close to his cycle and an Alpha had tried to follow him home. The killer had saved him from something terrible so he knew the man would treat the mob boss as well as he could. He wasn't scared of that. No. He knew if the world believed Colson was an Alpha the omega had obviously been on the medication for so long. If they stopped working because the pair met? That meant something drastic. Intense. His best friend was intense but he didn't always handle it well. The photographer's stomach turned at the thought of the hell the Machine Gun was about to go through. His own cycles were bad and they were natural. Fuck. Looking over at the boy- because Dom really was that, he knew the Alpha might take it rough. He couldn't tell him. Dom would blame himself without realizing all it meant for himself. They'd have to figure it out as they went. He could at least help though.

Instead of answering any better he pat his lap and drew the younger man to rest on his thighs. He knew his own scent wouldn't bother him, Dom never even seemed to notice though he was always kind. As the Alpha got comfortable and curled up against him he pet through his wild dark hair. “I'll deny the job request. You just rest.” He sighed.

“No. I don't want ‘em sending someone else. Jus’ leave it. By the time ‘ey realize I'll be watching Cols.” Dom didn't even realize he'd given the bastard a nickname. He wasn't exactly thinking clearly.

“Alright.” He whispered back but he still opened his tablet and a special messenger app. He rolled his lip between his teeth as he tried to think of what to say. He couldn't explain to Colson that he knew he was about to be in heat triggered by a serial killing Alpha. He couldn't say he thought they'd found their mates. Instead he just typed something simple. ‘In case of emergency I promise he'll come when you call.’, and under that he added Dom’s phone number before he set it aside and sat back. Even he was apprehensive of the situation. He didn't know what would happen next.

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Colson was pacing his living room when two things happend simultaneously. His elevator opened and his phone alerted him to a new message. He ignored the latter to race for his visitor. With everything happening he could only think of one person to call for help. The only person he trusted since his father figure died. He was desperately hoping she could tell him it would all be okay.

“Col? Baby, what's wrong?” His mother's voice instantly calmed some of his fears as she entered his home and pulled him into a hug. He hadn't even realized he was shaking until her steady form touched him.

She'd had him so young that her pretty face still seemed fresh and soft. He'd gone so long without her as a boy and found her through a series of the most unfortunate events but now she was the one he came to with anything that had to do with his secret. Only she knew. He took a deep breath of her honeydew scent before he pulled from the hug and crossed his arms. Someone might know what he was but that didn't mean he had to act like it. He was still the man of his family and he could be strong. Before he could even say anything he watched her blonde brows furrow and she wandered off to his bedroom. “What the fuck?” She might look like a flower but she certainly wasn't one. He grumbled to himself and followed suit.

She was standing by his bed, already stripping the bloodied sheets. His mother was the kind of woman to get shit done and worry about feelings later. It kept them both strong and task oriented. She was probably why he'd come so far in his life. “Someone sent Yungblud after me.” He huffed and that made her freeze.

“Do you think it was-” Her voice went soft. She couldn't finish the sentence and he wouldn't do it for her.

“I don't know. Fuck if I know how he'd find us or why the hell he'd care, but if it was? Shit. I'll take his out myself.” Anger bubbled in his chest but he was already so hot it felt like lava in his veins. They couldn't worry about that first. “Mom-”

Her gaze softened as she took in his sweat soaked appearance. He hadn't been able to dress more than another pair of boxers and they were already soaked. “Your blockers… Did you run out?” She asked carefully. Conversationally. She couldn't flat out say what was obviously written all over her son in sweat.

Kells swallowed hard before shaking his head. “Took some this morning. I'm fine. Just sick.”

“And Yungblud-”

“Dom.”

“Dom? He was here and he's an Alpha?” Her voice stayed gentle just in case.

Kells shrugged his shoulders and moved to help her with the sheets. A glint caught his eye and he found the knife Dom had left. It was still covered in red as he picked it up and set it inside his bedside table. He probably shouldn't keep it but he didn't like the idea of throwing it out. It made something feel tight in his chest. “Maybe I'll just get stronger ones. I mean, it's not that but... Ya know. If he could tell it's probably time.”

“I don't think they make anything stronger Colson. You've already overwhelmed your system with Alpha hormones-”

“Well I'll have to find fucking something!” He didn't mean to shout but he couldn't help it. It felt like ants were crawling under his skin the moment Dom left and his core was aching more than it ever had.

“Alright! We'll figure something out. Will you see him again?” She asked softly, taking the pile of sheets to his hamper though he was pretty sure they'd have to be thrown out. He didn't know why that thought disappointed him. When she moved to pick up the messy pillow he rushed forward and took it from her hands, his cheeks pink as he cradled it against his chest. Her question shocked him though. What the fuck would he do that for?

His mother blused at the scent and the sight of her son so frazzled and she watched as he hid the pillow under his bed. That more than anything told her all she needed to know and so much of her was worried for her son. “I think you need to find him.” She said simply. “Just to ask who sent him.” It was a lie but at least it would give the boy an excuse. She knew exactly what was happening and why her son felt ill. He would need the other man, no matter who he was.

“I doubt he'll want to talk to me. I bit the fucker. But he's a fucking psycho! I mean!” He gestured to the mess of his room. “Who the fuck tries to kill someone then jacks off on their pillow? It was expensive!” His mom tried not to laugh at his rage. Honestly it reminded her of when she first met her husband. Not Colson's father, but the love of her life. She couldn't exactly tell him so though. “I think he poisoned me. I swallowed some of his bitch blood and now I'm sick. I should get fucking tested. I'm gonna die. That crazy bastard killed me.” If he pouted like the boy he never got to be for just a moment that was between him and his mother. He could almost admit to himself he was scared. Almost.

As she left the room to find a set of clean sheets he finally picked his phone up to check the message. “In case of emergency? What the fuck?” He didn't recognize the number but deep down he knew who would be on the other side if he sent a text. He couldn't bring himself to yet. He was too confused.

“Let's just get you resting.” His mom's voice was soothing as she touched the back of her hand to his forehead. Maybe just for the night he could ignore his life and let her take care of him. He'd missed so much of that bonding as a boy and he felt like one now. A lost boy.

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

I'm not using Col's actual mom, just wanted to explain that. More of her details will come out as we go. I hope you all liked this chapter. I love getting to see the soft side of such hard boys. Enjoy 🖤

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[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Cursed or Not

Not Natural ✨ The Devil's Trap ✨ Holy Water ✨ The Demon's Altar ✨ Midnight Meeting ✨ The Hunter's Trap ✨ Sharp Secrets and Bloody Blades ✨ A Hunter's Beast Tamed ✨ No Chick Flick Moments ✨ Witches, Bitches, and Beasts

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: SPN inspired, ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats), demon Kells, hunter Dom, stripping, magic, desperation, panty gagging, cunnilingus, rough sex, aggressive sex (seriously guys- ouch!), spanking, bruising, biting, insults, threats, Kells is FILTHY, naughty boys, I can not stress enough this is pure smut with a tad fluff if you squint, body worship, so much teasing, heavy d/s undertones, rough hand job, nipple play, unnatural speed, terrible Pollock reference, nervous boys, boys not so secretly in love ⚰️ rating: explicit af

One snap and Dom's shirt was gone. The cool air hit his overheated skin and he whimpered. He was almost tempted to crawl away as the other man came closer, stalking up the bed like some jungle cat. A second snap and his shoes and socks vanished. A tap to his ankle and his pants were gone. Kells pushed up on his knees and toed off his own Converse, his palms rubbing down his inked chest before he played with the button of his black pants. The Hunter's breath was coming faster and faster and the thin cloth between his legs was so drenched in slick he thought they might be ruined.

"Gonna dirty dance for me?" He tried to joke but he almost wanted to beg the universe that he wouldn't. He'd basically just realized he truly had ovaries and if Keliphos moved like that just for him he was positive they'd explode.

Kells bit the inside of his cheek not to cackle at his omega's thoughts but it was a hard one to swallow and then it hit him he was trying not to hide anything anymore. "I promise if that happens I'll heal you."

"I bloody well knew it!" Dom huffed, but he wanted to reward his lover for his honesty. Instead of waiting for Kells to magic his boxers away he pushed them down himself, wriggling free of them before he tossed them at his face. Kells growled low, catching the fabric between his teeth and sucking at the mess. He got so distracted by the perfect flavor of his boy that he jumped when Dom started helping him out of his jeans. The human was fast and fumbling but the eagerness drove the devil wild.

"Yeah yeah." He slurred around his mouthful and Dom huffed before tugging his boxers free.

"If you want a taste you can 'ave one, but get naked for me?" He barely got the words out before fingers were gripping his thighs and tugging until he fell flat on the bed. A soft 'oof' escaped him as his spine hit the mattress but he felt enraptured as he watched his man finish undressing. The monster's dick was so red and it looked achingly hard as it hung heavy between his lithe strong legs. The beast was coming for him again but something inside him had him rolling over and pulling his legs up under his belly until his ass was up in the air.

"Oh holy fucking shit fuck- what are you doing?" Kells growled so low his throat hurt. Maybe it wasn't completely healed from before. He dropped himself closer to the bed until he was eye level with his boy's beautiful pink drenched holes. "Do you even know?" He wondered, inching closer. Dom's scent was so fucking thick he was surprised there weren't visible whisps of it drawing him in like some old cartoon. It certainly felt like it was grabbing him by the balls. Dom's thighs spread open until his cockhead was kissing the mattress. He was so hard his foreskin was rolled back and he was leaking a puddle of precum on the ratty sheets. Snap- the fabric underneath them was soft. Egyptian cotton. Black. Of course. "I want to see the stains you leave."

"Oh fuck-" The boy groaned, resting his cheek against the pillow under him and biting it gently. "Keliphos, please?" A hand came down on his ass so hard he cried out, his hips rolling as if he were already getting fucked.

Kells choked on nothing at the sound of his name on his bitch's pillow perfect lips. It didn't sound like the curse it was coming from him. It was supposed to mean a hollow and empty shell but from Dom it sounded like he was something special to be filled with love. Or… whatever the human wanted to put into him. He crawled closer, fitting himself between Dom's long slender feet and he pressed a kiss to his bright red cheek. When his lover shivered he scraped his teeth over the pulsing skin and let his mouth search out his elixir of life dripping between quivering folds. He flattened his tongue and swiped slowly from balls to tailbone and the boy melted into the bed like liquid gold. He was certainly precious.

"Wha' am I doing?" Dom asked. He couldn't help but be curious even when his brain was melting out of his skull. His fingers gripped at the sheet and twisted, he was trying not to reach back and drag the wanker up and inside him. It didn't go very well when he tried to help before. "Don't make me- like- like 'is yet please? You too close." He whimpered softly. He didn't want to admit it out loud but he knew the devil was listening. He wasn't used to all of this yet and he knew he'd be embarrassed to orgasm directly in his face.

"Shut the fuck up. You kidding me? I'd love to make you squirt for me. Shower me in it. Fucking drown me in it babe. Wanna feel you go wild."

"Kells oh me God no, fuck- Tha' word?" The boy full body flushed and giggled nervously against the pillow. The beast could feel the truth in his body though, his pussy dripped honesty like honey for what turned him on. Got him hot and desperate and aching.

"Such a good bitch presenting for me. I get it, you'd rather squirt on my dick, yeah?" His voice was barely more than a rasp, his cock in question was pounding. They both knew he was giving Dom an out but at the same time he wasn't sure he could wait that long to hollow out his space inside him again.

"Presents?"

Kells snorted and unglamorously choked on his boy's slick but Dom was so worked up he didn't care. His fingers groped rough at the human's thighs and he shoved his tongue as deeply inside his core as he could before pulling back. "No but… if you want. Presenting-" He reiterated as he crawled up over his omega and pressed himself chest to spine. He tangled one hand in Dom's hair and tugged gently. "-is how you're sticking that pretty ass and tight little cunt out for me like a special treat. The way you're curled up and offering me all the power." He purred, licking a stripe across the kid's shoulder, up his neck, and over his jaw. Dom shuddered and whined so sweet, grinding his ass back. He was definitely searching out Keliphos but the demon took a moment to breathe him in.

"Please?" Dom was trying, he wanted to open up to things he hadn't been able to do before. He had trouble begging, he found it impossible to give up his power or be sweet, this was all new for him but Kells had lowered his walls for him so it was only fair. "Wanna-" He slurred, hiding his face against the pillow though he knew his cheeks were as pink as his ass when he whimpered out- "Wanna squirt on ya cock."

The noise that left the demon's chest was primal but that was probably the kid's point. "Yeah you do." His voice was gravel but he got it almost working as he curled a palm around his dick and started pressing inside his lover. His crown caught against the Hunter's hole when he thrust too soon and slipped up, grinding against Dom's ass hard enough he almost dipped inside. They both froze, shuddering together, but the kid wiggled as if he wasn't sure whether to buck back or pull away. "Fuck- soon but not yet." The devil tried to soothe as he angled his dick down.

Dom nodded fast, a puddle of drool, sweat, and probably even tears wiping across his face. "Wha'ever ya say. Need yas!" He whined, trying to abandon all reticence. There was a heat in his belly and a need burning through his veins that couldn't be quenched until he felt full again. He just knew it.

Keliphos groaned, he could already feel his omega's thoughts quieting and he couldn't wait to feel him blissed out again. He gripped the base of his cock tighter and stroked up until he was teasing the head of himself through his lover's folds. With every tease the boy tried to slur out a beg but he kept playing. Maybe he was scared to lose parts of himself inside the first true warmth he ever felt welcomed inside. Especially after tearing himself open for the kid. "So fucking wet-" His voice dropped somehow lower and his partner answered by trying to fuck back. "Bad boys don't get treats."

"Bad demons get surprise 'oly water blowjobs. Fuck me already." Dom didn't mean to get bratty but it was hard not to. He wasn't used to giving up his control.

"Mmm, kinky bitch. See that's where you seem confused…" He trailed off, holding himself tight to feed just the tip of himself inside the boy before he pulled back out. He relished every broken noise his punk cried. "I'm into that shit."

Dom would have rolled his eyes but he was too lost already. His skull felt like cotton and his brain a sparkling soft mess. He wanted to say he'd file that away for future reference but instead he just mumbled another beg and tried to bounce on his beast's dick. A thought struck him and he knew it was a gamble but if it worked it would be so bloody worth it.

Kells felt his boy working up to something, his jelly-like mind was circling one word but he knew he wouldn't say it. All of this was far too new. Instead of waiting to see what might slip out of his mouth he went back to his game, pushing in until his mushroom tip caught and just to make his bitch blush he circled himself until they squelched.

"Keliphos!" The Hunter flushed even hotter, his palm slapping down on the bed. He could hear the creature chuckle and it caressed over his skin like silk.

"Just wait until I-" He growled low, pulling himself free of Dom's core but he kept the head of himself pressed hard against the kid's skin as he traced precum up over his asshole. "-fuck all of you sloppy open. You'll make such pretty noises for me." He vowed but he didn't know how much more he could tease before he broke too. The omega felt too good not to be buried deep. Always.

Dom waited until his devil was back against his pussy before he uttered one simple word- "Alpha?"

The nephalem's hips jerked rough, his cock breaching the boy's core and hitting home in one quick thrust. The vise-like squeeze was so intense he cursed from the pressure. Dom cried out, his body convulsing like a stripped live wire. The pain was overwhelming but in the most delicious way. He could feel his inner walls pulsing, his guts trying to fit the monster inside. He was quite sure his insides were bruised up. It shouldn't be so hot but the thought of being marked up from the inside out by his devil was intoxicating.

"Dangerous game." Kells snarled, setting his teeth against the kid's pale freckled shoulder. "So fucking human. Can feel your heart in your cunt." He slurred against hot skin and Dom whimpered below him.

"Alpha please?" He wasn't ready for the slap against his hips or the monster strength grip that followed. He tried to take a breath but he couldn't prepare for the way the devil's rock hard cock felt when he slid back and pounded him deep. Nails dug into his skin, blood dripped softly down his trembling thighs to get lost in the black sheets. They bathed in crimson already- Kells wanted to turn the darkness white.

"Say it-" The nephalem grunted between stuttered rough thrusts. Maybe neither of them were ready but fuck- it felt amazing. Perhaps he was an angel because he was certain he was seeing heaven. He sat up enough he could kneel behind the boy and watch where they were joined. The sight of his straining red shaft being swallowed by shiny sweet pink had him shaking. The Hunter's pussy matched his mouth and he couldn't wait to see himself there too.

Dom felt his ass jiggle with every sharp snap of his lover's hips. He knew he was drenched wet and leaking fresh with every move. He felt both wild and calmer than he'd ever been. He felt something he never had before- safe. "Alpha?" He wasn't used to following orders but that was a favor he could grant. Every time he whined it he could feel the devil's dick jerk inside him. The beast was close already and Dom wanted every drop of his spend.

Kells slid his hand under the boy, his fingers teasing against Dom's cock and balls. He wasn't gentle, he couldn't be, but he was closer than he wanted to be and he needed his lover on the same edge. "Again." He demanded, his voice as deep as his shaft. He could already feel his knot threatening to pop, half full and forcing its way inside.

Dom clawed at the sheets, he was overstimulated to the point of too much- just there. It wasn't pain but it was dancing close. He was surprised how much he trusted his man to take him there and keep him safe. "A-al-alphaaa-" He whined long and loud.

Every time the punk called him that it pushed him even closer. He could feel his lover's mind quiet in the rush of hormones drowning them both. It wasn't like either of them could hear themselves think over the noises their bodies made echoing off the walls. "A-a- fuck!" Kells cursed when he tried to ask for it again but he couldn't get anything out besides that. Curses were easy, praise was hard.

Dom felt the devil's palm slide back up his body. His cock fell sloppy wet against the sheet to mess it more. He felt filthy as his partner flattened his hand against his chest and pulled him up until he was sitting in his lap, impaled somehow deeper. He tried to find traction against the mattress to help but Keliphos gripped under his thighs and lifted him like he was nothing. He moved so fast the room became a blur around them and he couldn't tell one thrust from another. His voice wouldn't work past his grunts and cries so instead he thought the title as loudly as he could and he turned his face up to his monster and mouthed wet kisses along his skin.

Kells felt the bite on in his neck and he jerked hard, slamming the boy on his cock. He felt himself filling fuller by the second, his balls tight, his need right on the brink. He stared over Dom's shoulder and watched his dick bounce, droplets of precum making the bed a Jackson Pollock of pleasure. The human panted and suckled loudly in his ear but he finally pushed one more word out. "Cum."

The omega's soul felt the command and he had to unlatch to scream. His rapture rushed through him like a shotgun blast- hard, fast, and incredibly messy. He knew he was doing exactly as his man wanted, his pussy clenching tight as he flooded the bed. He tried to hold on but they were covered in sweat and he couldn't find a spot to grip. The demon kept him off kilter, completely owned.

Kells watched rapt as the human came alive and their minds were so entangled he felt the rush of hormones as if they were his own. Cumming always felt good but it was different for a human and his own mind got lost inside the boy's. Distantly he felt his knot catch, locking him inside his bitch as his tip twitched the first load inside his womb. He could barely focus as his thoughts were drowned out by chemicals he'd never felt before.

They moved through their pleasure, the push-pull-grind of their bodies following their desire but everything inside felt bright. Light. They were locked together in more ways than one and if Dom listened he was almost positive the devil was crying.

They fell forward, Kells driving himself deeper as he wrapped the kid tight in his hold. Their hips rolled, wringing out every drop they could spill together until Dom's belly was swollen with it. The human turned his face, panting and gasping for breath but they held each other through it. Both were thankful they couldn't really speak, oxytocin might have them whispering sweet nothings that meant everything.

Keliphos wasn't sure how long they laid like that but eventually he turned them on their sides to let the boy breathe. Sweat and cum was drying on their skin and sticking them together. He was slowly coming down from the rush but something felt altered inside him. He couldn't feel emotions like people could but now he couldn't make them go away.

"You good Kells?" Dom sighed, keeping his head down. He pulled his lover's hand up to play softly with his fingers though. It was a way to let him know he was there without overwhelming him he hoped.

"I don't know." It was muffled and almost childlike, whispered against wet freckled skin and it made the Hunter's heart skip a beat.

"Tha's alright. I dunno neiver."

The devil cleared his throat and tried to shake it off. There were cobwebs of emotion stuck on the walls of his mind though and he couldn't help but ask- "Are we okay?"

"Wha' ya mean?" The boy asked softly, looking over his shoulder to try and make eye contact.

Keliphos tightened his hold around the kid's chest, his fingers absent-mindedly teasing over his petal pink nipples. He tried to let the subtle clench around his cock from his play distract him, his omega was sensitive and beautifully reactive. "All I said. That I'm not… I'm not made right." He shrugged.

Dom took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh, he wanted to pull off and turn around but there was no possible way. His alpha's knot was keeping him plugged full but even a mild tug would hurt them both. "I'd raver 'ave you Keliphos. Cursed or not. It ain't like tha' was summat I ever fhought about." He lied. He was sure the beast knew he was but the first part was true and he hoped that was enough. "Besides, 'unters don't need families. I jus' need you."

The nephalem felt the ache in his chest lessen and he nodded as he held the boy closer. They weren't cuddling- of course not. They just had to lay that way because of his knot. Part of him hated that he'd gone so soft after such an intense fuck but his lover didn't seem upset. "You never know. It works for some of them." He hummed, it wasn't like he thought the kid would always want to be with him. Forever was different for a devil, he didn't want to try and tie his lover down more than his dick was. He just needed to make the voice in his head shut up that really wanted to keep him and join them forever. It was fine. It was just the fuzzy chemicals.

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Another post too soon, maybe I can let myself rest tomorrow. I hope you enjoyed it and it was worth the smutty cliffhanger yesterday! How is Kells feeling Dom's chemicals? Why is he so scared of being with him even after opening up? What will they do next? Keep reading to find out! 🖤⚰️

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[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Take it Out of My Chest

🩸 Previous Parts Here 🩸

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warning: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heat, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, scared boys, asthma, MF being a meddling alpha, threats, Dom almost snapping, Collette being a saint, awkward boys, sweet kisses, teasing each other, back handing, blood, deep talks, Big Bad Things revealed, past SA, past miscarriage, terrible parents, past major abuse (seriously! Keep yourselves safe!), self hate, mentions of killing, past murder threats from family, pregnancy talks, terrified Kells, playful insults, body worship, trigger talks, boys getting naked, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: lets say explicit

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Dom could feel his asthma acting up as he ran back to the place his lover called home. His mate. His family. He made something pure from himself and he couldn't wrap his mind around it. He had an errant thought he hoped he didn't give his child his shite lungs but even that made him smile. He made a baby. With Colson. His mate.

For once he went on the elevator when he reached the hotel. He was pretty sure the staff would allow him but as he reached to push the button he was stopped in his tracks by the sight of his forearm. Oh. Oh! His omega bit him! His mark had marked him back. Fighting or not it must have counted to their bodies. If the Alpha hadn't been so excited he would have facepalmed himself.

His phone went off and he picked it up to find a simple text. It was from the omega he was heading to see as if Kells could feel him approaching. For a second he couldn't figure out the meaning of the string of numbers but when the glass box stopped and refused to open on the correct floor it all made sense. A pass code. Mr. Gun was welcoming him back. With a smile that hurt his cheeks and felt near manic Dom typed in the code but the moment the doors opened his glee vanished. Or retreated. He could still feel it in his chest but it was hiding, his childlike happiness protecting itself from another bad Alpha. “Megan.” He growled as his hand reached for the bag at his hip. He didn't even carry his regular kit anymore after Col had made so many playful jokes. He didn't need the full thing but he never went anywhere without at least one blade. And that bitch was about to see what it felt like.

“Hey Daddy’s bitch. I thought I ran you off.” She purred, winking at him as they faced off in front of the elevator. “I honestly thought I'd find you in pieces on the sidewalk.”

She saw him. She knew he was outside the window and she'd kissed his mate to mark what she claimed as hers. “Not so easy to get rid of but I figured I should take out Col’s trash like a good mate.” He matched her energy even though all he wanted was to find his omega and… well he hadn't decided what to do yet. He just worried about letting his lover see him like that. They weren't hidden, there was a small hallway entrance from the elevator but it was open to the flat. Somewhere his family was waiting for him.

“I should have known he'd pick a pussy. Look at you being a good little leashed bitch. I guess that's why it couldn't work between him and I, I have to be on top.”

“I get you fink tha’s an insult but you obviously don't know good pussy. I feel bad for whoever you convince to fuck you.” This was what he loved, those moments before a kill where they traded verbal barbs. She might be a spider weaving her web but he was often compared to a cat. It wouldn't be hard to bat this bitch to death.

Megan stepped closer, standing on tiptoe to press herself close. He knew she was trying to show she wasn't scared of him but it didn't prove shite to him. “You should ask your bitch omega. He knows mine is magic.”

“Dom? You here?” The killer was distracted by his lover's voice instantly and Megan slipped out of the apartment as she laughed. His urges were burning inside him but they died down as the other man walked out to join him.

“You look-” They started to speak at the same time and stopped short. While they would normally playfully insult each other they couldn't at the moment. Everything felt strange.

“I was worried you wouldn't come back.” Kells made himself be honest. Open. His mother had told him he had to try.

“Oh? Cause of tha’ bitch? Nah. We good.” The Alpha shrugged, his heart in his throat. Col was still shirtless and his gaze kept dropping to that anarchy tat. Somewhere inside was something he helped make.

“We aren't. I fucked up. I mean, it's not like I owe you shit but…” Kells felt his emotions on a thin fuse. His eyes burned as if he might cry. He swallowed whatever he was about to say as his mother tried to sneak from his bedroom to the front door. The woman couldn't be stealth to save her life.

“Happy to see you back. You feeling better?” She asked of Dom as she stopped next to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

He gave her a genuine smile and a soft hug. “M’great. Don't worry luv, I got ‘em.” He gave her a little wink and even though she had no thoughts of him of the sort she still blushed. There was something incredibly charming about the father of her grandchild. Oh. Oh absolutely not. That thought sobered her right up.

“You kids play nice.” She teased as she stepped to the door and paused a moment before making her exit. “Dom sweetheart, I was thinking of offering you and your brother the apartment down the hall. Do you think Tom would like it?” Oh, so it wasn't just Colson who had been occasionally texting his best friend. They were all getting to know each other. The Alpha might actually have a family. Shite.

“I fink as long as it's got good WiFi he's ‘appy.” Dom grinned back as his lover floundered behind them.

As the door closed and they were left alone- Kells thought, he felt a little awkward again. “Fuck me I guess. Could have sworn I was the boss.”

“No you couldn't.” Dom joked with a happy smile and Colson chuckled.

“No I couldn't.” He took a deep breath as the Alpha walked closer and let that scent comfort him. “You came back.”

Dom’s grin grew wider. “Ya needed me.”

“Fuck you.” Kells huffed back, reaching for the other man's hand. “Do me a favor?”

“Any’fing.” And Dom meant it.

Colson didn't use words, he didn't have to. He just yanked his lover's scarred arm and pulled the smaller man flush against him, their lips meeting in a soft kiss. “I fhought you ‘ated kisses.”

“Mmm. Had to get her off my face.” The words were muttered between gentle pecks, neither was ready for much more. Together didn't mean everything was fixed. They were both too scarred for that. “She made me puke.”

“Oh yeah? ‘Ope you rinsed ya mouf out.” Dom joked, his mouth parting as his omega licked playfully over the seam of his lips.

“Mmm no, you're better than Listerine.” Col laughed and made a noise like a squeak when the Alpha squeezed his hips.

They stood in the doorway of Colson's bedroom for a while, sharing kisses and wandering touches. It felt like a metaphor for all they were going through. The in-between. Did they go to the bedroom or did the Alpha leave? Dom knew he couldn't go but he couldn't just fall into bed yet either.

He took a breath and eased back from the kiss but he didn't pull his hands away. If the omega needed space he could take it. He wouldn't disconnect. “‘Ow long you known?”

The words felt like cold water on Col's head but he didn't pull away. Not yet. The comforting hold started to feel suffocating but he leaned back against the doorframe and met the younger man's gaze. “Know what?”

“Come on Cols. I might be daft but it's your body. We should ‘ave talked about it by now. You need to see a doctor or summat.” The thought made Dom’s pulse quicken and his stomach sour. He fucking hated doctors. Maybe a midwife?

“I don't know what the hell you're talking about. Come on, let's lay down.” Colson stepped away but he pulled his Alpha after him. He was trembling all over but he thought he might could stop the killer from talking another way.

“Colson come on, ya mum told me. I should ‘ave known but I fhought- I won't explain wha’ I fhought cause you'll fink I'm daft but… We need to talk about our b-” Or not. Kells backhanded his Alpha so hard Dom stumbled back against the door frame. In-between again so soon, but he caught himself and stepped closer. Refusing to be pushed away so easily.

“S-sorry. I didn't mean-”

“It's okay. Ain't upset. It's a lot, I get it. Especially wiv ‘ow you live. I understand but we need-”

“The fuck you do!” Colson didn't mean to scream. He didn't mean to use so much volume his throat hurt. He didn't mean to shake and he definitely didn't mean for his eyes to fill so full he almost cried. He couldn't lose his shit. They were so close to making it work.

Dominic took a deep breath and the scent of terrified omega hurt his heart. He didn't want to make his love cry but they needed to talk and too many pieces of the puzzle were starting to click into place. He didn't want to scare his mate so he walked around to his side of the bed. He kept his distance but sat down, facing away for a moment. He couldn't look at the man while he spoke. He knew that sometimes the only way to make someone feel safe opening up was to know someone else had been through a similar battle.

Kells didn't move. He couldn't. He could feel something dark and twisted between them but it didn't feel wrong. It was as if their masks had fallen away completely and their devils were meeting each other. He just stayed standing next to the bed and met Dom’s eyes in the reflection of the shower wall.

“Me dad was so bloody exited to ‘ave a baby Alpha. Me mum told me it was the best day of ‘is life when I were born. Tha’ didn't last. Pretty soon I showed signs of asthma and he got upset he was given a broken kid.” Dom shrugged but it was only the beginning and Col could tell. “Me parents fucking ‘ated each over. Me dad beat me mum a lot. And me. He said the only good fings about ‘megas was a wet cunt, a willing slave, and a top price broodmare. But he didn't even marry one. Mum was a beta. He said one weren't good enough for tha’.” He sighed, hunching in on himself as he neared the first part he had to fight to say aloud.

“When I were about seven I got a lil sister. Ended up wiv two but… summat really broke in ‘im after ‘er. It probably always was. She was like you. An omega. Beautiful and sweet and so small. He was pissed. He wanted to sell ‘er right away but mum convinced him to wait. Dad he… he must ‘ave fhought I should ‘ave felt summat wiv ‘er around because when I jus’ treated ‘er like me sister he took me to a d-doctor. Beta bitch said he ‘ad a special test. He were jus’ a sick fuck who liked touching little boys. When I didn't pop a knot he said I were broken.”

Kells choked on a breath and his knees felt too weak to hold him up. He sat on the bed and Dom turned to face him, sitting sideways with one leg bent on the mattress. The omega couldn't speak yet but he stayed facing the man in front of him. He could at least show him that respect.

“Beatings got worse. He fhought he could force me to be a better Alpha and not be so bloody soft. I kept me sisters safe until… when I got a bit older and still didn't ‘ave a proper rut he… One night he brought a lady ‘ome. She was ‘is age about and I fink he'd been fucking ‘er on the side. ‘Ell if I know. He put a gun to me ‘ead and told me if I didn't fuck ‘er right he'd kill me. I still couldn't… But she did anyway.” Colson couldn't stop a small sob from escaping and Dom’s red gaze locked on his. “Funny fing... I 'it puberty a monf later around me next birfday. Jus' a late bloomer. When I say I understand…” He shrugged with a self deprecating smile.

The omega took a shaking breath and spoke so fast he wasn't even sure he made sense. “I was pregnant when my dad sold me. I lost… lost them after mom and Travis took me in. He- my dad's brother he… and my father caught him. Of course an omega's word didn't mean shit. I was too much like my mom. He left me for dead in the hands of a trafficker. If Travis hadn't found me…” He paused for a moment, his head dizzy and his stomach sick. Was this supposed to help? Make them closer? Wouldn't his Alpha leave after knowing he was broken? “I was twelve.” His large hand dropped to cup his stomach momentarily before it fell between them on the bed. “I didn't know. I didn't know until they were gone. Mom helped me and let me go on blockers. So you see… I can't do what you think. I'm broken.”

Dom's brows furrowed and his heart hurt. His mate was so very wrong but he was scared to push. He was starting to realize why Collette asked him to be patient. He just hoped their child could be too. “I don't fink you are. Or if you is, I am too and maybe we got the right shattered parts to make summat whole and beautiful togever.” He soothed.

“You're a fucking freak. I hope you know that.” The omega offered a playful tease as their fingers met and twined between them. Just that gentle touch gave him butterflies.

It was hard for Dom. He was desperate to show his child love and to make sure they were safe and sound but he knew his lover's mental state was easily tipped over the edge. He couldn't push too hard or he might lose them both. Everything was so new even though it felt so deep. “If you could… would it be summat you want?” He asked carefully.

“If I could- which I can't so don't get any ideas, yeah I think I'd like to. But I can't.”

Dom huffed a soft laugh at his stubborn lover. “But you been sick-”

“Nightmares.”

“And you obviously got a problem wiv scents,”

“She stank. She's not my fucking Alpha and she forced me to kiss her! Of course I puked.”

“And you been ‘orny-”

“For you. Asshole. Not anymore.”

“Liar. And you been aching.”

“Who wouldn't after that monster dick. You made me bleed like some fucking virgin.”

“Mmm, you was. And it's been over four weeks.”

“Oh fuck you. Creepy psycho bitch.” Colson grumbled but it was honestly a compliment by that point. A pet name.

“Your psycho bitch. Ain't gonna win tonight am I?” Dom huffed back softly and his mate gave him a brilliant toothy smile.

“Absolutely not. But…” Kells took a breath and settled back against the bed, tugging the smaller man to crawl closer. “I suppose if it helps you sleep at night you can keep trying to convince me.” Both their gazes dropped to the omega's stomach and Dom knew it was the closest he'd get to acceptance. It was Col's way of saying he knew, it was the only thing he could admit for fear of getting attached.

“Alright. I'll convince you.” Dom vowed but it wasn't a promise to prove the omega was whelped. It was to prove he was a worthy partner. That even as mad as he was he could show love, he could take care of his family, he could be a good mate and father. “I fink you'll figure it out in a few months when your belly proves it for me.”

“Bullshit. I worked out like crazy just to put on muscle. I can't gain weight for shit.” The omega huffed as he pulled the other man down on top of him.

Dom caught the past tense of the statement. His lover at least wasn't lifting weights anymore. Pretty twat knew already but couldn't say it and the Alpha could accept that. At least he was being safe. Well as safe as a fucking mob boss could be. “Ya did good Cols.” The words were soft and they made the omega wriggle underneath him. It was to cover a multitude of things- that he stopped lifting weights, that he pushed Megan away, that he let Dom back in that night, and even for how he shared. Logically the Alpha knew they couldn't do this together without talking and learning about the other.

“Shut up.” The omega snapped back, his gaze flashing gold and flicking away. He couldn't look at the smaller man when his gaze was so heavy and intense. Fuck him.

Dom huffed softly but took the opportunity to press a kiss to Col’s chest. His full lips felt soft and warm and needy to the other man. The next kiss was to his collarbone, and another over his nipple. A jolt of pleasure like electricity moved through him as if there were a nerve from his chest to his core. A sharp gasp escaped him and Dom seemed to freeze a moment before he did it again but the bastard didn't linger for long. The Alpha inched down his body a little further but when Kells realized his destination was more sugar than spice he tangled his fingers in Dom's wild hair and yanked.

Dominic hissed softly but his dick still jerked. Pain was a confusion for him, at least from his lover. “Wha?” He asked as faux innocently as he could muster but when his eyes rolled up to meet his mate's they were candy apple red.

“I thought you were trying to get your dick wet, not be a snuggle slut with my womb. Sneaky psycho bitch.”

Dom bit his lower lip and let it roll back out slowly. There was still blood dripping from the cut that Colson left. He'd never been backhanded that hard. His dad liked to use his fist. All his kisses left claims on the omega's skin and he let himself admire the sight. “Can't I do boff?”

“Absolutely not. At least not right now.” Colson was trying to be good, he didn't want to tell his lover he could never be a d- he couldn't even think the word without having to swallow panic. He just couldn't handle it right that moment with everything so fresh in his mind and Megan's scent still clinging to his skin.

Dom paused for a moment as if he were computing the new information and deciding what move to make next. Finally he nodded and crawled back up, laying his body flush against the other man's. “Ya know I'm not psycho yeah?” He asked and Colson arched a brow. “Sociopaf. It's different.” He wasn't offended by the nickname but he needed the omega to know. He wasn't even sure if shite like that was genetic or not.

“Apples and oranges. Still a piece of fruit.” Kells teased and Dom grinned. “Sorry about the um…” He sighed, ruffling the younger man's hair before dropping his hand. “I should ask if shit triggers you.”

“Ain't a gun neiver.”

“No like… I don't want to remind you of… shit.” Colson wasn't good at this. He didn't do relationships and he certainly didn't care to protect others emotions besides maybe his mom.

“Oh.” The Alpha had no clue what to say. It wasn't like he'd done this before in a healthy way. The man underneath him was his sex list.

“Hair pulling?”

“S’okay.”

“I shouldn't have rocked your shit. I'm sorry.”

“I doubt it'll be ya last reason to bitch slap me.” Dom was surprised when his mate laughed and it put a happy smile on his face.

“What about…” Colson trailed off as his sight explored the boy. His neck was covered in small healing bites and his arm was scarred deep. He was pretty sure with that one he hit bone. “Teeth?”

“I don't fink you could stop if ya tried. But it's okay. I don't fink I got none of ‘ose. Me minds too fucked.”

Col had to stop himself from snorting, he might be blonde but he wasn't dumb. Normally. Something would come up at some point. It had to. He just wished he could know ahead of time. “You wouldn't let me bend over.” When Dom shuddered he knew he was right. “We'll figure it out.”

“Wha' about you?”

“What about me? Oh-” Maybe he was a little dumb. The omega shrugged and sighed, his long fingers finding their way under Dom’s shirt. “Everything sets me off. I never know what it'll be. It's not like I've really done this shit before but baby I am a gun, don't be afraid to use me. Just do it and we'll figure out this shit as we go.”

“You a cheesy fuck Mr. Gun.”

“And you're overdressed.” He grumbled back, pulling the boy's hoodie and shirt off over his head. He felt a rush of heat between his thighs as he tossed them away and stared at his lover above him.

“And you bossy.”

“Duh. Now…” The silence felt so loud and Col realized it was his blood rushing in his ears. He was nervous as hell or maybe excited. He had never tried fucking a guy when it wasn't life or death. He'd always just stuck his dick in beta girls, they couldn't tell the difference in what he was and an Alpha. He certainly never thought he'd be wanting to get fucked, that bastard turned his life upside down. “Weren’t you about to blow me?” It wasn't a beg for sex, he wasn't sure he could ask for that and besides their first day together they'd basically been priests. Whatever happened the night before felt like two kids in band camp, not two adults with a- no. Nope. Fuck.

He watched the killer lick his red swelling lips and felt them both twitch. He couldn't rush this shit, he hadn't exactly been joking about how easy he was to break.

“I were?” Dom asked, his own cock so hard behind his slacks he ached.

Colson smiled and nodded, his shaking hands the only giveaway he was nervous and he knew he was making marks in the younger man's soft skin. “You were.”

“I were. I fhought I were about to eat you out but alright.” The omega inched further down his lover's body.

“Oh. Well… fuck. Wait do you have your god damn grandpa shoes on my fucking bed? Do you have any idea how expensive these sheets are?” The switch in tone was so fast it made Dom's head spin.

He tried not to think his omega was an OCD princess but the thought did cross his mind. His red eyes rolled as he kicked his shoes off to the side behind him- all without pulling away from his mate. “Me creepers ain't grandpa shoes and nei'ver is me pants. Sorry I ain't got expensive tastes ya ‘ighness.”

“You're lucky you're cute. If you didn't have such a slutty looking mouth with those fucking DSLs I'd kick your ass out for that.” The mob boss growled mostly teasingly.

Dom tried not to let on when something inside him was shocked that he didn't hate hearing those words from Col. He'd heard so much about his whore mouth growing up. Or that he looked like an omega prostitute. From his lover it sounded like a compliment but one thing confused him. “DSLs?”

Kells chuckled. He was almost surprised at how innocent the murderer was. It made him appear even younger. “It's like banging a teenager.” Colson cringed at the thought but Dom just tilted his head as he sat back on his pink socked ankles. He'd have to ask about those at some point, the guy was always wearing them. He busied himself by working his jeans open, raising his ass to let Dom pull them off before he could second guess his needs. “Dick sucking lips.”

The Alpha was so distracted as he worked his omega's too tight jeans down his inked thighs he barely registered the phrase. “Well I ain't before.” He explained offhandedly but once he got the guy nude he whined. Colson was gorgeous, that he already knew. He had to climb off the bed backwards to pry the material off and he stood there wide eyed, worshiping Kells with his gaze. His lover flushed pink as he pulled his legs bent and slowly let them fall open, giving Dom a visual to speed his pulse and make his knot try to pop. The omega was obviously wet, his folds shiny and blushed and his cock was full, resting on his hip. “But I fink I can learn.” Dom groaned, his voice somehow already hoarse. He was throbbing as he stripped his own pants to the floor but he kept his boxer briefs in place. This was about Colson until the man asked otherwise.

“Yeah?” Col’s breath caught in his chest at the look Dom gave him. “Come here. Let me teach you?” It was a dangerous game offering that to an Alpha but his was far from normal.

“Please?” He tripped in his haste to get close again but he caught himself on the bed and crawled closer. The tip of his dick was already trying to escape his briefs, pink and leaking a mess against his stomach. This was about Colson though. He would prove he was a good lover. That he wasn't like those pushy fucks he took out. His omega could feel safe with him. “Wanna taste you.”

“Fuck yes."

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Sorry for the cliffhanger but it was getting long. I know this was a heavy chapter but the next one should be fun! These boys have been through so much but they're good for each other. I hope you enjoyed! 💣🖤

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[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Take My Heart

🩸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, night terrors, hurt/comfort, mentions of sexual acts, anxious boys, guns, cursing, sick Kells, MF butting in, unwanted person in personal space, alpha posturing, MF manipulating, unwanted kissing, mentions of past assault, severe misunderstandings, angry Dom, hurt Dom, self hated, scared boys, alpha rage, Collette being a saint, more misunderstandings, poor sex education, Dom being a daft boy, Tom saving the day, googling sex facts, improper understanding of life, idiot boys, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: mature

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

The sociopath was surprised at himself as he stepped to the edge of the roof that night. He was smiling and felt as if he were already floating. It had kept him stupidly giddy all day. He was still confused, he didn't know what he and the omega were to each other. It wasn't as if they talked much. But when he'd woken up in the sweat, blood, cum, and slick drenched sheets that morning it was with a smile and he'd barely rid himself of it all day. When he'd gone home to change Tom had made a few jokes at his expense but even that couldn't fuck with his good mood. He was starting to feel like he was walking on cloud nine- whatever the fuck that meant- and nothing would bring him back down to earth. He hadn't just made his lover feel better, Colson had purposely held him back as they'd fallen asleep. As far as he was concerned they'd made a big step and he'd carry that high with him as long as he could.

Kells had been freaking out internally all day. He wasn't sure if it was a night terror hangover or what the fuck but when he'd woken up that morning covered in the dried remnants of their midnight desire he'd been overwhelmed. He'd barely fallen asleep again when the sun came through the glass wall, making their mess so stark to his nervous gaze he'd nearly gotten sick on Dom. It wasn't the Alpha that bothered him, the fucker was probably more than he deserved. It was the fact that he'd needed the killer. That he'd allowed someone to make him feel better. That staring at the boy made his heart warm and his stomach ache in the best way. That he'd willingly had sexual intimacy with an Alpha, though who that Alpha was made it easier to accept. More than anything though he couldn't let anyone become home.

He'd spent the day mid-panic and pissed at the world. He was so anxious he was nauseous and any scent but Dom's made him snap. He'd made it through the day but barely, he'd kept himself busy with a run, a quick workout, and meetings with his family most of the day. His mother had been shooting him soft worried looks but he couldn't even let himself be alone with her. If he was he knew he'd break down and spill his guts which might end up in him actually spilling his non-existent lunch. He couldn't even eat the whole day.

He knew everyone was treating him strange but sometimes as the boss it was allowed. If they wanted to walk on eggshells he wouldn't stop them. For once he was okay with them treating him like glass and fucking off. Megan however had been a constant shadow all day, she didn't act worried but she wouldn't leave. There was a lot of leaning over his desk with her tits in his face and sitting on the edge of it right next to him. He figured she was just showing her concern in a weird way but he didn't care to ask. Talking took too much energy and he just wanted to crawl in bed and sleep.

As he made his way home that night he was surprised to find the female Alpha waiting for him at the elevator. She had a takeout bag in her hand and a gentle smile on her face. “I thought you might want to talk. Collette was worried you hadn't eaten so… dinner?” She purred, swinging the bag in front of his face and even though he was sure his mother hadn't mentioned to Megan she was concerned, he decided to let her come up anyway. She had obviously gone home, changed, and taken off her makeup. For the first time in a while she reminded him of the girl she used to be. They'd grown up together and even if she was a little over the top as an adult and they butted heads, at one point she'd been his only friend. Maybe with everything going on that was exactly what he needed.

Col nodded and let her follow him up. It was still hours before Dom would appear and he wasn't even sure he could allow him in again. Maybe chilling with Megan would remind him he had needed other people before. He had family beyond that freak. Not that he thought of the killer as family. Fuck.

As the doors opened and she followed him inside his apartment he caught the scent of home. It relaxed his shoulders and eased his worry but that just irked him all over again. His home smelled so much like Dom. “You need candles or something. Shit Daddy that's… Ew.” She teased. Her nose wrinkled as she took a seat on his couch and started unloading the food. Normally Colson would remove his guns, get into comfortable clothes, and unlock the glass door, but he only made it as far as locking away his weapons and stripping off his shirt. He couldn't bring himself to open the door. He still wasn't sure he could let the boy in.

Megan smiled as he stretched out on the couch next to her and she let her hair down to fall around her face. She didn't move to eat anything and he didn't either. “You know I'm here for you, right? I always have been. I don't know what's up with you and that freak but…” She trailed off her blunt words to scoot closer to him and she placed her hand on his thigh.

“We really don't have to talk. Didn't you want dinner?” Kells asked. He tried to cut her off before she started but he'd really thought she just wanted to hang out. It rankled something inside him when she used his pet name for Dom. She didn't mean it sweet and he was starting to realize he did. He already had one Alpha in his life, he didn't need another. As much as he thought of her as a sister that was all it was. That's all it had ever been.

“I'm just trying to help. I mean if you need me to make him back off-”

“What the fuck Megs? I didn't say- If I need someone to fuck off I'll make them go. I don't know who you think you're talking to-”

“I'm talking to you! You know it's supposed to be us Cols, I've always been here for you.”

That shut him up momentarily and they sat staring at each other. He'd never thought that way about her and she never showed indication that she did either until the other Alpha appeared in his life. “I don't want a fucking pissing contest just because you realized I might be worth something. I'm an Alpha Megan, and your god damned boss. I don't need you fighting my battles and I think you need to leave.”

The Alpha scoffed but she didn't move and the omega's skin started to feel tight again. He could feel that pit of anxiety in his stomach and he regretted whatever he thought was a good idea about letting her in. It would take days to get her scent out. How would this shit make Dom feel? Not that he cared. No wonder the psycho stared her down all the time. He hated admitting the other man was right.

Megan pushed herself to the edge of the couch and Colson stood up to get space from her. “Don't do something you'll regret. You need me.” She purred as she stepped closer to him. With her so close he realized something, even the fresh face girly look was a mask. She had makeup and extra pheromone spray and everything about her suddenly felt so fucking fake. Whoever was in front of him didn't feel like his old friend. If she ever existed at all.

“I said get the fuck out before I make you. You forget who you're talking to. If you wanna talk about regrets-” He couldn't finish his sentence before her fake nails were tangled in his hair and she pulled him down with her overpowering strength. He tried to escape but she moved too fast, showing off who was the actual Alpha. When her lips pressed to his he thought he heard a growl. Maybe it was her. Maybe it was himself. Maybe it was the universe saying how fucked up it was. He wrapped his hands around her arms and pushed her back and the moment he had a little distance his stomach rolled from her scent. Wrong Alpha. So fucking wrong. “Get the fuck out!” He spat in a rage as he ran for his bathroom to be sick. He was so overwhelmed he didn't realize who else had been close enough to see.

Dom’s happy high only lasted until his feet touched down on the balcony. The first indication something was wrong was the darkened room on the other side of the locked glass door. Had he done something wrong? Was Colson not home yet? He knew he was early but he couldn't wait. He could hear voices though and he moved along the wall until he found the window into the living room. It was closed as well but he could at least see his lover and… Kells wasn't alone? The omega wasn't just not alone, he was with that bint Alpha and she- they were kissing. Someone that wasn't him was kissing what was his. But maybe… maybe Colson had never been his. Maybe he'd read everything wrong between them. Maybe he'd pushed too far the night before. Maybe he just wasn't good enough.

Something hot and spikey formed in his chest. His heart ached and his fists balled at his sides. Part of him wanted to break the glass and kill her with his bare hands and another… he knew deep down this was deserved. Colson was worth more than that. A monster could never measure up. The urges he'd been pushing off bubbled up in his mind and emphasized his point. He had buckets of blood on his hands and maybe the omega deserved something clean. Well manicured.

He was surprised at himself that he found the strength to jump back to the roof. His body felt numb but he made the leap and felt his lungs trying to seize as he took off running down the stairs. When he hit the bottom floor his vision blurred. He couldn't see straight or think or breathe. When he stumbled against something he could only growl as his legs went out from under him. Was this what emotions felt like? He didn't like them. He just couldn't seem to shut them off or find his safe dark mental retreat. “Dom? Sweetheart? Are you alright?” A soft voice made it through the haze and he blinked through something wet to find Collette crouched in front of him, her gentle hand cupping his face. “Why are you crying? What's wrong? Is Colson okay? The b-”

“Is tha’ wha' the wet is?” Dom huffed, trying to make light of the fucked up situation he found himself in. “Cols is fine. Jus’ ask Megan.” Her name tasted like ash on his tongue.

Collette’s blonde brows furrowed as she sat on the floor in front of the broken boy. It broke her heart to see him like that and she didn't care if they were making a scene. She owned half the building anyway, that had to get her and her family some special treatment. “What do you mean? Did something happen? What about Megan?” She knew her tone changed at the mention of the other Alpha. She hadn't trusted Megan since she appeared as a teen. She wasn't the normal stray her husband had taken in, she was a daughter of a friend and didn't need them like the others did. If anything she just caused trouble. Her annoyance turned to disdain the day she caught her hitting on Travis but of course her love shut that shit right down. She just hoped her son was as smart as his adoptive father. It didn't seem to be the case.

“‘Ow could he do tha’ after last night? I fhought we was- I- Mine?” Dom couldn't get his thoughts straight and he knew he wasn't making sense. He needed to leave. He had to get out. Away. He couldn't stain his omega anymore than he already had. He should have known better.

“I don't know what my dumbass boy did but just… Give him time? I know it's not fair to ask but he needs you.” She frowned at the Alpha's scoff. “They both do.” Dom’s lost eyes looked up at her, confusion etched on his face. Maybe Colson wasn't the only dumbass around. They were perfect for each other. “Did he still not tell you about the baby? He's been denying it but I thought-” Whatever she was going to say stopped dead in her throat as the lost boy's gaze flashed crimson and his face became a mask of rage and confusion. He pushed himself up and stumbled for the door and though she tried to stop him and explain he was too fast for her. She might look young but she was still damaged from the beating her ex gave her. Some of her body never recovered. “I meant yours!” She tried to shout after him but she was scared he was too far gone. Well… if she couldn't talk sense into him she'd have to try the other.

Collette grimaced when she reached her son's floor. The apartment reeked of the female Alpha. It always bothered her instincts. She wasn't surprised to find Megan in the front room and rage for the boys bubbled inside her. “I don't know what you're trying but you need to leave them the fuck alone. I don't know what my son saw in you to keep you around but I have a feeling you killed that tonight. You better hope you didn't break anything else or it won't be Dom coming after you. It'll be me.” The girl of course just smirked at her, Megan was too much a regular Alpha to be scared. Instead of trying to convince her she should be terrified, Collette just left her alone and went to find her son.

Colson felt miserable. His stomach was turned inside out and he was soaked in sweat. Something in his chest hurt but he didn't understand what it was. When he heard footsteps he groaned thinking it was Megan back for more but thankfully it was just his mom. Well, he was relieved until he saw her face and it made his stomach roll again. “Please don't-”

“Don't tell me what to do boy. You think you're too old to be bent over my knee? I'll kick your ass and remind you who's really boss here.” After her small tirade her face softened and she crouched next to her son to pet soothingly down his back. He'd been obviously sick and she knew how awful that felt. For just a moment she enjoyed the revenge, after all he made her feel just as awful twenty seven years before.

“Fucks wrong with me?” He whimpered and even though his mother was a soothing presence she wasn't what he truly needed. “Can you- the balcony. Open it?”

Collette’s face fell and she sighed as she stood up to get her boy a cool wet cloth. “I'm sorry to say Dom’s already been by tonight.”

“Oh. Wait- Oh god.”

“Yep.” Collette nodded, busying herself with getting the temperature just right. “It's bad Cols. He saw you kiss her. I tried to explain about what's happening but he got confused and ran off.” She knew she couldn't say the word flat out to her son. Not after what he went through so young. She'd been trying to hint and trying to be there for him but it obviously hadn't hit yet. Or he was just truly ignoring all the signs. She was just thankful they had another seven or so months to help him figure it out.

“I don't know what she was thinking. I didn't fucking kiss her. She kissed me and made me sick. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me mom. I didn't mean to scare him off.” His voice was shot from being sick and too much emotion. He shouldn't have been so quick to push Dom away. He just didn't know how to handle being so close to someone else. He'd never been able to let anyone inside.

“She saw you with your mate and suddenly decided she wanted what she couldn't have. That's nothing new for her. Here. Clean yourself up. We have to figure out how to get your Alpha back and you don't want to look a mess do you?”

“Fuck you.” Colson grumbled as she pressed the cool wet cloth to his face. His hand caught hers before she could pull away and he cupped her palm against his cheek. Fuck. It smelled like Dom. It smelled like home. “Thank you.”

Dom was surprised at himself when he made it to his flat without slaughtering anyone. It was only two blocks away but still. He couldn't see straight, everything was tinted red, and his body felt so weak he collapsed inside the door. Tom of course was home and came out to find him curled on the floor. Was he still crying? He couldn't tell anymore. “What the hell happened to you?” The omega asked as he took a seat next to what seemed to be the walking shell of his Alpha best friend. He'd never seen the man so gone and it scared him. For Dom and for everyone else that crossed his path.

“Colson don't want me. I get it. M'a monster.” At the boy's whimper Tom couldn't help but roll his eyes. That he knew was bullshit. On both counts.

“And what gave you that impression?” He tried to keep his voice soft and caring but there were moments he thought the pair should really get their heads out of their asses.

“He kissed someone else.” Dom whined.

“Oh? Did he say that? Are you sure someone else didn't kiss him?” The photographer asked gently as he pet through the killer's hair.

“I seen it! Cunt kissed me ‘mega right in front of me! Probably knocked ‘im up too.” Dom's voice broke and he curled tighter into a little ball of misery. “I bet she got summat. I ‘ope ‘ey make each over sick.” Tom snorted. He wasn't used to his best friend being a catty bitch and he honestly liked that side of his dumbarse brother. “Don't laugh! Tha’ pretty fucker’s whelped!”

“I know.”

“Ya know?!” Dom yanked himself away from the omega and pushed himself to sit up. He wrapped his arms around his knees and held himself tight lest he shatter into a million little pieces. How could Tom of all people be so callous? Was he wrong about everyone? “Wha’ ya meeeean?” He sniffled, wiping his red nose on his tattered jeans. Tom couldn't help but wrinkle his nose as he watched.

“I figured it out early but when he didn't go into heat again this last week…” Tom shrugged. It seemed so obvious to him. He could scent it on Dom every time he came home.

“Oh tha’s jus’ bloody brilliant! Fuck right off wiv tha’! Tom, ‘ow could yas? Ain't I been good to you? ‘Ow could ya not tell me someone whelped me mate?” It didn't hit Dom that he finally started claiming the mob boss and somehow the pieces refused to fall together in his mind.

“Dominic. I…” Tom sighed. He knew he had to navigate carefully because his friend had been through hell. “Didn't you have sex with him?”

“Yeah but he was still on blockers. It was a false ‘eat. Besides, we didn't do it right to make nuffin.” That was probably Dom’s biggest regret of the moment but he couldn't bring himself to do it any other way.

Tom was pretty sure he heard an audible record scratch in his mind. How the fuck? He really desperately didn't want to ask but… “What do you mean you didn't do it right? Anal?”

“No he wouldn't let me.”

“Oral?”

“No! Bloody ‘ell Tom.” The Alpha's cheeks flushed but it wasn't from shame. It was the omega in front of him who taught him what was socially acceptable to discuss and this wasn't that. He could never keep up with the damn rules of being human. “It were proper intercourse.”

“Dom… and please know we're never talking about this night ever again but I have to ask- how does an Alpha and an omega make a baby?” He was lying of course, the bastard was never living this one down. Holy hell.

Dom squirmed. He despised this conversation already. It reminded him of his father and the worst night of his life. Well, it had been the worst, this was turning out to be torture for him. “Only proper way to breed an omega is making ‘em present. Cols tried to bend over the table for me but I wouldn't let ‘im. I were careful. But I guess tha’ bitch is why he didn't need me for more.” He pouted, hiding his face against his knees.

So much made sense to the omega and he was happy all over again he could still envision the sight of Dom's dead dad. He was a crime scene photographer even then and he'd never seen something so horrific and artistic at the same time. Dominic made a beautiful mess of all his victims. He shook himself to clear the memory and took a deep breath before slapping the back of the boy's head.

“Oi! Uncalled for!”

“That's your fucking child you daft monkey! If you came inside him? You made a baby. You weren't being careful ya twat, just romantic.”

Dom scoffed at the word that felt almost dirty to him but he locked eyes with the person he trusted most. After a moment Tom sighed and reached for his phone before he typed something in and turned it around. In bold on Google were words he probably should have looked up himself. “‘A fetus is made when an Alpha's sperm- ew- is deposited inside an omega’s womb’... Ya don't even ‘ave to knot?” He paused his reading aloud to ask but he kept on. “‘An omega's ‘eat is ‘elpful for conception but not required. Some omegas may be bred in the days leading to and after’.” His jade eyes went wide and he tried to swallow past a lump in his throat but he had to ask one more thing. His thumbs moved fast as he typed his query in. He was almost terrified to read on. “‘Blockers are known to protect from pregnancy unless conception ‘appens between a True Mating pair and studies show in such cases blockers fail on scenting each over. Effects on fetuses not known’. Fuck.”

“I think if he's still carrying then your baby is fine. He stopped pretty quickly right?” Tom asked softly as he took his phone back. He might have been near laughing before but that part wasn't funny.

“Me baby? Me baby is… mine?” That wasn't what the Alpha meant to ask but it came out anyway and the omega nodded.

“I think you should go talk to him. Stay calm and find out what happened with the other Alpha. Be gentle with him, he's probably overwhelmed.”

Dom felt a growl rumble in his chest at the thought of Megan. “Tha's me baby she tried to poison wiv ‘er bitch spit. ‘Ey mine.”

“There you go. Go on. Go fix it. I'll be here. You're welcome.” Tom teased but he knew the boy was already lost in his new mental mission. He stood up as Dom did and moved to go back to his room but as the Alpha reached the door he stopped, turned back he ran to give his brother a hug.

“Fank you. I couldn't do nuffin wiv’out you.” It was a rare human moment from the sociopath but Tom savored the gratitude and happiness he felt from the other. He hugged him back before gently pushing him away.

“Go to your mate dumbarse. I love you too.” The Alpha grinned at Tom's words before nodding and running off, leaving the omega shaking his head fondly. “Idiots. Both of them. That poor kid.”

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I mean you all knew this was coming, I can't help it. The meddling MF or the mpreg 🤭 Dom's sexual education was awful obviously but at least he's cute. The next chapter will have some very dark moments but it has happy time and love too. I hope you're all enjoying this so far 💣🖤

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[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Tongue Tied Together

🩸Previous Parts Here🩸

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heat), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, grumpy Dom, Tom being his helpful self, discussions of sex, mentions of killing, cursing, grumpy tea making, insults, light stalking, Dom being clueless, Kells being stubborn, Kells being a badass boss bitch, discussions of serious topics such as- trafficking, past assault (physical and SA), allusions to childhood trauma and sexual trauma (all just explained in a discussion- nothing is said in detail but keep yourself safe!), Collette being a badass gem and trying to help dumb boys, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: mature

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

“You look like ‘hammered shit’ as the kids say. Sweet dreams again I suppose?” Tom's voice was soft as Dom entered the kitchen of their flat. His words were harsh but they'd never sugar coated life for each other. Considering the way they met it wouldn't make sense to be gentle, the photographer knew what the Alpha was before they even spoke. They'd made a home together of sorts even though they only liked each other as brothers and they even mixed home and work life. Tom ran a photography crime blog and was basically Dom's hitman assistant- there was really no need to be kind.

“Fanks. Tea?” If Dom was speaking so little he had obviously slept terribly, the boy's ADHD made him ramble like a five year old on meth when he wasn't in desperate need of a kill. It worried his best friend to see him so down.

Tom nodded to the kettle and watched the other man shuffle around the room. It had been over a week since the kid had come home covered in mating mess and grinning like mad- quite literally like mad, Dom was certifiable but they took care of each other and he'd helped find ways to keep his friend mostly sane. Then he accidentally sent him after that mob boss omega and everything and nothing changed. He hated watching the kid hurt but there wasn't anything he could do about it. He knew Dom was still ‘keeping an eye’- the Alpha's phrase for stalking, but he guessed the man still hadn't contacted him again. Since that happy afternoon delight the killer had been fighting old demons at night and while normally Tom would tell someone to talk to their fucking mate, this was a special case. Wasn't Dom always one…

Tom knew more than he probably should, the other man could overshare like no one else when he was manic. They'd been through everything together so he was used to it. He'd even been the one to help get the Alpha's wards set up in the states. Anyone who did so much to give their little sisters such a good life was a saint in his book, even if that halo of Dom's was held in place by horns. He just didn't know if the demons plaguing his friend were from his past or his present. It was hard to fish when the one you're trying to help occasionally enjoyed seeing people's insides on their outsides. Not that he'd ever truly threatened Tom.

“Tea's good today.” Even grumpy Dom could compliment his friend but it felt like a chore making himself sit across from him.

Tom took a deep breath that he didn't mean to let escape in a sigh as he made a choice and glanced up at the Alpha. He looked awful, dark circles under dead eyes and his hair even more wild than normal. “You know you can just… talk to him right?”

Dom was too tired to roll his eyes so instead he dropped his sight to the cup in front of him. Damn Tom for being so perceptive. “I don't care-” He stopped short. He couldn't lie with the man he thought of as his brother. “He's got me number.” He shrugged instead and he didn't have to look to know the other wasn't too tired to roll his eyes.

“And you've got his. Hell, you see him so often you could just… say hi? Of course not. So what? You just stalk him into submission?”

“I don't bloody know Tom. He needs me. I can feel it but he's so fucking stubborn!” The scoff his friend answered him with made his brow arch. “Fairs. Ya cunt. You know it's ya fault. I mean who fucks someone and never talks to ‘em again?” The voice crack and silly question showed the boy's age but it still hurt the omega's heart.

“Almost everyone?” He shrugged back but it wasn't what the kid needed to hear. People could be shit, that didn't mean Colson was. “He's got secrets too. You said…” He had to take a breath and prepare himself for an awkward conversation. Weren't they all though? He could still remember the time he had to catch the Alpha and bathe him after Dom attempted to stop killing cold turkey, before he decided to just protect his girls from afar. He didn't want a bad Alpha in their lives, even himself. Of course the break in self care and release for his urges wasn't the right choice. Tom still couldn't forget the sight he'd walked in on after tracking the boy down that night. Having to spray down a full grown arsehole after he ran home half naked and covered in red was an experience they didn't talk about. Awkward was relative. “He seemed… new to that, yeah?”

“‘Ere was blood. And wiv ‘ow he talked… If I weren't the first I'd be surprised.” That thought yet again sent a rush of emotion through Dom he couldn't fully understand. Why did that make his stomach flip? His cock twitch? His heart felt funny in his chest.

“And he was on heavy duty Alpha hormones. Long enough to grow up here since around puberty and pass. I've researched everything I can on him and for what the world knows he's an Alpha. That could have been his first heat. I can't imagine what it's like going through that so late.” Tom shuddered. It was a truly terrifying thought.

“Alright well ‘en why? Wha’ ‘append to start it?” Dom could feel the other man glaring at him. He wasn't daft, he just… didn't always understand simple things. Ask him how long it took someone to bleed out from a neck wound and he was a genius but his father hadn't cared to teach him omega sex ed beyond where he was supposed to stick his knot in one.

“You're serious? Dominic… Fucks sake. You. You happened.”

“Wha’ ya mean?” The boy almost whimpered. He genuinely didn't understand. Not really. Or maybe he just couldn't let himself. He wasn't ready. How could he be?

“I'll just say… you had the right pheromones for each other. But-” Tom was scared to ask the next question. He knew he had to navigate carefully, he couldn't let his friend go off the deep end. “So just that one time?” He paused long enough for Dom to nod. “And you've been close enough to see if he's still sick?”

“He seems alright now. Bitchy but alright. Maybe he got new blockers.”

Either the omega found stronger blockers, the old ones messed up his system so much that it was a false heat, or… No, it had to be one of the two. There was no way they wouldn't notice anything else, not with how drawn to each other they were. Tom just didn't know whether to push the Alpha to talk to Kells or not. Granted… maybe it didn't have to be Dom he gave the nudge to.

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Colson was pissed. The man he was supposed to meet for the buy he had set up was later than anyone had given him the disrespect of before. The club was mostly quiet around them, even the normally pounding music was turned down. That was the benefit of owning your own place, you could do whatever you wished with it, but there were still enough people milling around to keep trigger happy idiots from doing anything stupid. He was in the VIP section taking up most of a velvet bench seat, his lanky body spread out to give the appearance of nonchalance. In actuality the omega was raging inside and wondering who to shoot first.

“Hey boss…” Mod’s voice was almost shaking, the beta obviously didn't want to bare any bad news.

From behind his purple shades Kells watched his friend nod his head indicating to someone against the far dark corner of the building. For a moment he thought the seller had finally arrived but no- it was just the fucking Alpha a-fucking-gain. Maybe Dom was who he should shoot first. A small part of his inner turmoil relaxed at the sight of him. He hated that he couldn't stop himself from feeling safer and calmer in the killer's presence. He didn't ask for him to come, Dom was always just… there. “Leave it. He's not the problem right now.” Colson snapped, trying to move his sight away from his stalker. He could feel his core pulse between his thighs but he ignored it. He would ignore the Alpha as well.

“But-” Megan huffed from Col’s other side and he shot a withering glare at her. It must have been something because she rolled her eyes and looked away, crossing her arms with a huff.

“I don't care if he wants to be a god damned fly on the wall alright? He's not doing shit but creeping.” Kells shrugged, he was tired of her bullshit to be honest. He was tired of everything. The past week had been one of the weirdest of his life and he just needed one thing to go right.

After the impromptu bang sesh the Monday before he and Dom had gone their separate ways with a few more insults tossed at each other, though they felt a little more playful than before. He'd gone home and slept like the dead and starting the next day he'd tried a new blocker. The fucking things just straight up refused to work. He wasn't sick anymore but he could tell the fake hormones weren't working. After a few days of trying he just tossed them out. It wasn't too bad anyway, he still felt slick when he saw the psycho which happened a lot more than he'd assumed it would, but that was about it. Every day Dom would appear in the shadows and while at first it pissed him off, now it was simply a part of life. The hitman was just his annoying shadow, the guy didn't even try to talk to him or anything. Sometimes he even caught Dom curled up on his balcony asleep. He refused to admit he slept better those nights.

He finally looked away from his new Alpha shadow and checked the time on his watch. “Fuck! I hope this asshole knows-”

“Boss!” Before Colson could finish his threat the man in question appeared at the door. Kells felt his trigger finger twitch but he didn't reach for his gun. Yet. He noticed his mother disappearing from her seat next to him but she rarely stayed around for the meetings. It was a compliment if anything, she trusted him as much as she'd trusted the man she loved.

Pete- the man he normally trusted to be his go between with sellers looked suitably shaken as he came to meet the group. The beta was trying to look hard but there was a subtle trembling in his limbs. When he reached Colson's table he took a seat across from him and his knee bounced. For just a moment the omega wondered if that was how people acted around Dom but he pushed that away. He was scarier than his golden retriever psycho. “You gotta understand- this ain't on me alright boss? I swear! These guys they just… they never showed up and all I got was this text saying the shipment was taken care of. I dunno what that means boss. Ya gotta know I wouldn't fuck you over. You're my best customer! I mean-”

Colson arched a brow at the man's nervous rambling. It would be hilarious to let him work himself up to pissing himself but Kells was tired. Dom hadn't slept close the night before. Fuck. He shouldn't let himself get used to it. “You mean what? That you fucked me over? That you're so fucking shitty at your job you lost me millions on product? Cause that's what this is Petey. You. Fucked. Up. Now, why shouldn't I just shoot you now and be done with it? You'll take out the trash, right?” He asked the last of Mod who nodded but then Megan was laughing at his threat and resting her hand on his thigh. It automatically made him itch and his gaze flicked to where he'd last seen the Alpha. Shit- was his mom talking to the freak?

“Cause you love me boss! We're friends!”

“Are we? My friends don't lose my shit.”

“Fucks sake boss I didn't mean to!”

“They already rescheduled from last Friday to tonight. Is this why? They were trying to fuck me over?” Kells was near growling. He hated being disrespected like that. The previous leader never was. Everyone acted as if Col was softer and he always worried it was his secret, that somehow everyone felt it without knowing.

“All I gots a text. Fuckers said the buy was done. I dunno boss. I'm sorry.” Pete shrugged and looked near to passing out.

He should be sorry. Everyone should be. Pete didn't know but Colson- just like his adoptive father before him didn't buy up omegas to sell. Travis had hated the way the fairer designation was treated and he built up his family to save them. That's how Kells had made it to them originally, thanks to his asshole Alpha bio dad. They made their money in guns and drugs but while everyone thought they were the best in the trafficking world they were doing quite the opposite. They would purchase shipments of omegas and give them new identities. New lives. Not everyone in the family was a fan of it but it was his reason to live. The reason his secret was so important. In truth deep down he and his stalker weren't so different.

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Dom felt his polite mask slip in place as Collette approached him, though part of his smile was genuine. He truly liked her. She was a sweet but hard omega with her son's eyes and smile. Not that Colson ever smiled. She moved to hug him and he accepted it even if he was a little stiff. After squeezing him tight she led him away to a table but let him keep his needed line of sight as they sat down. “Sweetheart, you look like hammered shit.” Her voice was lovely and her words… true. He couldn't deny it.

“You ain't the first to say tha’ today. Jus' can't sleep. I'll be alright.” He shrugged one shoulder, his fingers tearing apart a coaster on the table. He couldn't help fidgeting at all times.

“May I ask what's wrong?” Her voice stayed gentle as she laid her hand over his. Dom had never had a good mum and for just a moment he wondered if he'd be different with someone who cared like her. She genuinely seemed to already.

“Rough week. He-” The Alpha grit his teeth, he didn't know much about social or relationship norms- not that he was in one- but he was pretty sure bitching to a fuck buddy’s mummy wasn't allowed. Bollocks.

The omega tried not to chuckle as she watched the boy fight himself over something. He was so young and sweet seeming, even though she knew who he was in the dark. Killing didn't phase her, she'd done her own plenty when needed and she wasn't as blonde as she appeared to be. It wasn't hard for her to see the common denominator in every one of Yungblud’s hits- Alphas. Bad ones. Hell, to the rest of the world her son was the leader of the top trafficking ring, she understood why Colson would be on his list and she knew that they shared the same principles, they just took care of the problem in different ways.

“You know when I met my husband I was scared to let him in. I fought and I fought and I told him I hated him every day for months. He had basically bought me from- from my previous husband and I hated all Alphas for it for a long time. He always said I was free to go though and I just… didn't. I couldn't make myself.” She laughed softly and brushed her hair behind her ear. “Eventually I realized I could trust him and we grew closer. By the time Colson came to us we were in love and I was finally strong enough to help my boy through hell.”

Dom’s brows furrowed and his gaze flicked between the two. Colson was too far away for his liking but he could see him. “Wha’ ‘append? To Cols I mean.”

Collette took a breath and pulled her hand back to fidget herself. She didn't know exactly how much she could say but she also didn't want the boy giving up. “My first husband… He was someone I think you'd like to meet with those knives you seem so partial to.” She paused as she watched Dom start to reach for his bag before he stopped and sat up straighter. “I was given to him by my own father very young and he was a religious ass who thought Alphas were God's gift and omegas were-”

“I know tha’ type. I fink me dad and Col’s would ‘ave been friends.” Dom shuddered.

“Yes well… He hated that I gave him an omega son. He was… he was terrible to us both. After the birth he hated me and let me know it. His brother was just as bad but that bastard thought if my husband wasn't using me…" She paused to let the gravity sink in. Her brother-in-law had been a sick fuck. Both of them were. "When Colson was two my ex caught his brother assaulting me and of course blamed me. He beat me so badly the next week was a blur. I woke up the day Travis found me and we tried to get my son back but the fuckers had moved.”

Dom watched her calmly talk about the hell she'd been through as if she were speaking about the weather. He knew that feeling, that separation from your own trauma because it was far too big to feel. He had his own story and he gave her the respect she deserved by keeping eye contact as he listened. “Wha’ appended to ‘im?” There was a soft growl in his chest.

“I'm not sure it's my story to tell. But history repeats itself, I think we both know that. My son came back to me broken. It had been a decade and he was… he'd been through something terrible. As soon as it was safe he went on blockers and my love took him under his wing. It was Col's choice to hide. Just please understand he has a good reason to be scared of what you did together. He might be terrified for a while. Please just… be patient? I think you could be good for each other. And he'll really need you now.” She gave him a soft smile and he nodded.

He couldn't do much more than that. The sociopath wasn't used to emotions but something was aching in his chest. He knew what her words meant. He hadn't technically been the omega's first, just the first he allowed. The panic Dom had felt in the moment was shared. He also knew there were two new names on his list but he wouldn't leave the man yet to take care of it.

“He stopped taking his blockers. If you were worried. He'll figure it out. Just give him time.” She soothed but he was confused why he should care about that. The Machine Gun could do whatever he wanted with his body. He didn't hate the thought of being able to scent him though. “Oh.” Collette laughed softly, shaking her head. “I'll talk to him, alright? Don't give up.” Her voice was sweet as she patted his arm over where the omega had bit him as if it meant something more than he understood. He couldn't help admiring her beauty and she wasn't much older it seemed than her son. If Colson had been sold at twelve... Maybe she had been married off then too. Yeah, those two were definitely on his list. After a moment she slid off her chair and pressed a kiss to his cheek before disappearing back to her son. It left Dom to watch and wait and picture all the ways he could slaughter those who hurt what was his. Wait... Fuck.

Of course he didn't plan on leaving Kells alone, he couldn't seem to make himself. Something about the man drew him in and kept him there. Like a moth to a flame. Maybe he just needed to try a little more than stalking- Tom kept telling him words were good. Watching the omega he knew it wasn't conversation he wanted to share but he'd do anything to stay close. Even put off his own bubbling needs.

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

So this chapter was intense but I tried to keep some of it light. These boys have been through hell but they can help each other. Hopefully they'll start getting closer in the next chapter but I hope you enjoyed a little more Tom and Collette time! Also mob boss Kells moments are fun. I hope you liked it 💣🖤

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Swallowing Hard Truths

Not Natural ✨ The Devil's Trap ✨ Holy Water ✨ The Demon's Altar ✨ Midnight Meeting ✨ The Hunter's Trap ✨ Sharp Secrets and Bloody Blades ✨ A Hunter's Beast Tamed ✨ No Chick Flick Moments ✨ Witches, Bitches, and Beasts ✨ Cursed or Not ✨ Poison Lips and True Love's Kiss

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: SPN inspired, ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats), demon Kells, hunter Dom, getting hexed, inappropriate use of kitchens, fingering, cunnilingus, cock warming, magic downers, mentions of outside sex, mentions of death (other people's), mentions of hunting, lore, being a brat, taking care of Tom, trying to be empathetic, talks about their pasts, being jumped (in the fun way), graphic descriptions of a blow job, choking, grinding, Dom being pushy, mentions of prostitution, blowjob black out, boys not so secretly in love ⚰️ rating: explicit

Keliphos hadn't let himself be so cooped up since his time in hell as how he ended up being stuck at Tom's cabin. It wasn't a bad feeling exactly but he certainly wasn't used to it. Even though he and Dom were ignoring a mountain of shit they needed to talk about, they were having an amazing week. The demon had a bad feeling in the back of his mind so he kept the boy on the magically protected property and while they were doing great, things with the witch were… strained at times. Of course he was bedding his omega anywhere he could and some places he wasn't supposed to. When they were caught in the herb garden Tom hexed them for the day so neither of them could get it up. Joke was on him though, the beast had plenty of other fun things to teach his beauty.

He wasn't sure if he was in a mini war with the ancient or not but it made him ornery. He fingered Dom in the library, ate him out under the kitchen table, when the boy's oral fixation took over he let him warm his soft cock for as long as he wanted. The punk still hadn't truly blown him because every time they started playing they got distracted but watching him sit like the good bitch he was made Kells need it even more. The Hunter was so fucking horny the devil was almost overwhelmed. He didn't know if it was just him finally losing his v card after waiting so long, if he liked Kells that much, or if he was in heat, but Dom was turning into the perfect little slut for him. They hadn't actually been getting as much research done as they had meant to but they had time.

The nephalem made sure to wear the boy out at night and it was no different under the hex. He knew it was only twenty four hour magic but the moment Dom passed out he was sneaking out of bed to think of a way to get back at his new frenemy. He wandered out nude because he truly didn't give a shit but the home was dark and quiet. Part of him thought they should talk about it, he didn't know if Tom was truly upset with them or not so he made his way to the witch's study but found it empty there too. He'd obviously been there recently, there was a candle burning low and a book open on the desk. He knew he probably shouldn't bother it but… they were all hunting together right? He'd been welcomed to 'any volume in the library' and he was just devil enough to snap his fingers and teleport there with the book.

"It's in the library isn't it?" He whispered to himself. He knew that specific tome was from the hippy's special shelf. There were books of magic Tom didn't think anyone else should have access to so he kept them safe but Kells was just as old if not older… he could handle whatever was there. The pages were soft and thin, made out of something he could feel wasn't from the human plane. The writing was beautiful and ancient but what it said was confusing.

They were hunting an old demon but the book Tom had been focusing on was full of stories of the Grecian pantheon. From Chaos to the Muses to demigods it was all familial connections and bullet point tales as if it were someone's journal who knew them all. There were notes in the margins, doodles, and things were even angrily scratched out and rewritten. Keliphos was confused why the writer's voice felt familiar.

There was a notepad stuck inside the book with a pen hooked over it and he noticed it was a list of names with many of them crossed out. He picked it up, his preternatural night vision reading it easily but it took him a moment to realize what it was. The names that had already been crossed out were gods who had been Hunted- he knew of a few and was able to assume the rest. Aphrodite was crossed out of course but he couldn't help drawing a little tongue out devil doodle next to it and writing- 'fuck yeah!' He knew it would get him caught but just to hopefully ease the tension between them he added 'good job' next to it.

He tucked the notepad back inside and flipped through the pages a little more, but something inside him drew him to a certain page. The story there was something out of a tragic romance novel- two primordial gods torn apart because one was misunderstood. From what he was reading the stolen goddess sounded like the first true demon but he knew there were so many legends about who was the original. From what he could see in his skimming the pair were meant to be but the goddess was taken, leaving the god to disappear. He set the book down again and traced the gorgeous calligraphy of the two names. "Achlys and Aether." He whispered and the words felt weighted on his tongue. He started to find a seat to read further when he heard something.

His instincts were on high alert and he was too nervous to leave it be. He wanted to trust Tom's witch work and protections but just in case… He waved his hand and sent the book back to its spot, dressing himself in a pair of gray sweats at the same time. The sound was coming from outside so he teleported there, trying to ready himself for anything. What he wasn't prepared to find though was Tom kneeling in his garden and crying over a rose bush Kells didn't remember seeing before. For once he didn't think the witch knew he was there but as much as he wanted to leave him be, he knew Dom would be disappointed. Fuck.

"Why do none of you learn? I don't understand, it's like you beg to be hunted! Did I teach you nothing about the sanctity of life? Yet you all leave me with regret. Not him. Not- not them. It won't happen again. Though… I can't possibly be right. There's no way it's true. I'm just mad. That's it. Perhaps you've broken me." Tom cried to himself softly, his glowing tears falling to soak into the soil. Keliphos arched a brow, his nerves getting the best of him. He knew a lot of ancients went crazy and it didn't help if they kept to themselves.

He took a deep breath and stepped closer, making sure to make a noise in the leaves and the witch jumped but didn't turn around, he just stopped crying and wiped his face to hide. Kells summoned a lit joint for both of them and took a deep drag before trying to hand it over. He was thankful when Tommy reached back for it. The dude needed to relax a little. "So… I noticed a lot of Men of Letters shit inside." He tried to talk about anything besides what he heard.

Tom sniffled and nodded, sighing deep as he stood to face the beast. "Who do you think helped them begin? I thought to protect humans from things like us but… many of those people were monsters as well." They both shuddered. The MoL had been responsible for terrible things but some of them were good. Obviously the guy was regretting his whole life though. Keliphos knew that emotion, he'd been at that edge plenty of times. He just hoped Dominic pulled Tom from it as much as he did for him but… preferably not for the same reason.

"So you've always been a badass nerd. Cool." The devil teased, taking the joint back and taking a long pull before he made it vanish. "You're going to hate me but I have to ask-"

"You really don't."

"Dom will be pissed if I don't. Sorry man but I'm supposed to be a good guy now." The beast joked, giving the witch his best grin but the other ancient just rolled his eyes.

"I won't tell him. You can just leave me alone and he never has to know you didn't check on me. Besides, you were spying." Tom tried to run him off but they both knew it wouldn't work.

"I heard you. Are you okay?" His saliva tasted sour on his tongue but he still added- "Can I help?" But at the faux gag from Tommy he dropped his gaze back to the garden behind him. There were so many different blooms but the roses were definitely new. Did he plant after every kill? Or… was it in memory of?

"I'm old Keliphos, I've known many people. Thank you for the offer but I'm fine. You may tell your master you did your good deed for the day. Though the mess you left in my library might cancel it out."

"He's not my master. If anything-" Kells grumbled but he knew the witch was trying to change the subject and knew what buttons to push. "You killed someone you loved? For me?" His voice was soft and full of confusion but Tom shook his head.

"It wasn't like that. Please? Please let this go for now? Give me time. Aphrodite was not the girl I knew any longer. Or perhaps I'm not the creature I was. Please? Just… let this prove I'm on your side. Both of you. But just grant me time?" It almost sounded like a desperate beg and though it felt like torture not to understand he found enough empathy to let it rest. For a time at least. The creature must have been able to feel him agreeing or perhaps he nodded but he stepped forward and put his arm around the devil to lead him back inside. "The hex will be lifted in… oh, look at that- five minutes. Go to him, I'm sure he needs you, though I'll never know why."

Keliphos pushed him gently, sticking his tongue out for a moment. Tom knew them well enough to know that would be what got him moving. They parted ways when the got inside, Tom off to his study and the demon down the hall to his bedroom but before he could reach it the door flew open and his lover took his hand to yank him inside. The door pushed shut behind him and his back was slammed against the wood. He didn't know what was happening but suddenly he had his arms full of needy omega and fuck, wasn't that the best?

"I 'eard you wiv 'im. I woke up and got worried you was killing each over but-" The Hunter's voice was soft and whimpering already, his words coming fast between nips and kisses along his jaw. "Fank you. You was good." He whined, his already wet core grinding rough against where the demon was soon to get hard as a rock.

"Lemme get this shit straight-" Kells growled, his hands groping tight at his lover's ass. He hadn't expected that but it was a welcome surprise and he was great at going with the flow. Especially Dom's. "You're jumping me because I was sweet to another dude?"

"Shut the fuck up. You was nice to me only family Kells. Now, did he say five minutes?" The kid was almost bouncing on his cock and it wasn't even out or hard yet. The nephalem didn't know how the kid could ignore the rest of the conversation but with him so happy and desperate he couldn't be fucked.

He could feel his cocky grin curl his lips as his bitch tried to soak him through their clothes but he could already feel the magic waning and he had an idea. Dom squeaked when the only thing holding him up disappeared and he started slipping down his devil like a sexy monster stripper pole. The gray sweats were too loose so they came down with him and by the time the boy's ass hit the floor there was a hand on his head and a finally filling dick in his face.

Saliva pooled on Dom's tongue and he whimpered low, squeezing his thighs together to find some kind of relief. When his gaze rolled up they met stormclouds, though he'd swear the blue glow was stronger than the black clouds. "Need you." He huffed softly, pouting up at his lover but the devil was out to play and it sent a shiver down his spine.

"Oh? Would you rather taste my dick or lick your slick off of it? Cause one way or the other I'm stuffing this down your throat till you choke." Kells rasped, his voice deep and sharp as he curled his free hand around his already pulsing knot. Like Tom had said, he did his good deed for the day and he'd spent the rest of it pleasuring his omega. It was time to let a little of his monster out and by the heavy scent of arousal in the air, Dom was okay with that.

"And if I bend over the bed instead?" He purred back but he was already testing his jaw. He wasn't normally happy with the size of it but as he eyed the beast in front of him he knew he needed the space. Fingers tugged his hair up hard and he felt his brain start to melt.

"Like I said- either way babe. But I thought you might rather me knot your pussy instead of your mouth. I don't care, your choice." Of course he did, his new favorite thing was laying in bed blissed out, plugging his bitch full but Dom didn't need to know that. He dropped the kid's hair, pushing him a bit too rough but of course he came right back and Kells shoved two fingers between his lips, yanking his mouth open.

Dom choked at the intrusion but he obeyed as best he could. He wasn't used to it, he'd never followed directions very well but his lover deserved a treat after all he'd done. Dom couldn't even count how many times he'd cum that day and he never thought he'd care so little about his own cock but he was certainly obsessed with the one in front of him. His mouth opened wide, his tongue teasing the digits still holding him open. Even though hours had passed he could taste himself on the beast's fingers. His slick had dried there like day old perfume. Kells was right, he wanted to taste him fresh, not covered in his own juices.

Blunt teeth bit down on his fingers and before Keliphos could pull them free the boy was diving forward. He ended up still hooking Dom's mouth open as he swallowed the tip of his cock but the angle was all wrong and he finally pulled them free. "Bratty bitch." He hissed. He wished he could punish the Hunter but something always stopped him short before he caused him too much pain. The kid had been through too much already.

Dom mumbled something with his mouth full but he didn't even know what it was. He was too focused on the silky hot weight on his tongue and the salty warmth of precum already coating the back of his throat. He didn't care if his partner called him a brat or a bitch, he knew he was giving him exactly what he wanted. He just hoped his enthusiasm made up for his inexperience. He'd made a little money when he was younger in ways he regretted but that was mostly hands or letting people watch him play. Almost everything was new with his demon, and even when it wasn't it felt like it was. There was something about the beast but he wouldn't look too closely at it.

The devil let his head fall against the door as his fingers tangled back in Dom's hair but his boy was eager enough he didn't really need to help. The punk was already drooling around him, bobbing his head until he gagged, but he never stopped trying. Pushing. Shoving him deeper. "Fucking hell Dom- good boy." He didn't normally spill praises but he couldn't say anything else with the way his bitch was choking on him. The noises that floated up to make his ears twitch were better than any porn star and when Dom started humming he thought about proposing.

Dominic was on cloud nine. He never thought he'd enjoy something so much that felt so depraved but he had the most powerful demon he'd ever met moaning like a whore. When he finally got the monster's cock halfway down his throat and he felt his lips brushing his knot he paused there. His eyes rolled up, watching as the devil looked back at him, and even though his head was going light and dizzy he attempted to smirk and he swallowed.

Keliphos made a noise he'd deny forever was a whine but the way his omega felt choking around him was too much. Those plush pillow lips looked like sin pulled so tight and the steady tease of teeth was heaven. Somehow Dom knew every button he had or maybe he just really liked desperate virgins. He couldn't believe it was something as outlandish as love. No, fuck that. "Don't." He warned, though he wasn't sure what he was trying to stop him from doing. He just knew if the kid had any more tricks he'd get a belly full and not the kind he wanted.

Those jade eyes sparkled and the beast's hands slapped against the door. He could barely hold himself up anymore. Dom pulled off, almost all the way, and he waited a moment- letting them both breathe. He could feel tears and more wetting his face and he wondered if he looked like those girls Kells was watching on Casa Erotica one day. "Prettier." The devil tried to soothe and he felt the splash of joy that dosed Dom's brain. The scent of slick got stronger in the room and Keliphos was getting desperate for his favorite place- though that damn mouth was fast becoming a close second.

Suddenly a strong hand was gripping the demon's ass and the Hunter was swallowing his dick deep. Those petal soft spit wet lips kissed his knot but he didn't try to force it inside. Instead he curled his free palm there and squeezed tight. He didn't even move his head again; he just held close and kept gagging. Kells tried to pull free, he didn't think the kid could handle swallowing that much from him but Dom wouldn't move and he couldn't force him. Before he could find any way to stop himself he felt pleasure zinging up his spine and he broke. Every other time they came together he had some semblance of control but the human was learning and he was demanding every drop.

Dominic wished he could taste the demon's spend better but he knew if he pulled back at all Kells might push him off. For once he had the upper hand and even though his vision was going spotty he kept watching his lover. The nephalem was gorgeous in his rapture but the boy's instincts caught something else. At first all he could hear was the monster's grunts and moans but he swore a storm was rolling in. Or maybe it was the blood rushing in his ears. He kept swallowing, he refused to let anything break his focus but then lightning was striking, lighting up the room. He couldn't help but jump though he'd always loved storms. He just didn't know what was happening.

His gaze felt weak, his grip loosening, but even so blind he could only see his partner. Another strike and the room lit up bright but the thunder felt like pressure inside the room. As everything started going dark around him he fought passing out but he knew he would lose. It was worth it though as the world lit up around them again and he saw something he knew the devil would deny. His half angel alpha had wings.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 🖤

I need to start taking breaks again but I'm on a roll I suppose. I hope you enjoyed this! There was a little plot with the porn, just a smidge. Why was Tom reading that? What was he talking about? Why can't Kells let himself hurt Dom or let him leave the warded home? Why is Kells slowly becoming more of an angel? Who are the gods in the story? Keep reading to find out! I hope you're still loving it ⚰️🖤

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[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Not Natural

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: I accidentally wrote something new so not a ton of warnings. We'll see what happens later. Magic, possibly abo, spn inspired, blood, gore, violence, drug use, dark fic maybe, fixing a shoulder, a bit brutally, insults, come ons, I don't actually know much yet so enjoy ⚰️ rating: mature

The blood was still fresh on Dom's boots as he pushed his way into the no-tell motel he'd picked to crash in for the week. His shoulder was aching something awful, if he wasn't mistaken it was out of place yet again but he hadn't had time yet to stop and put it back in place. The moment he was safely inside he double checked the different safety measures he had set up around the room before he dropped his bag off his good shoulder and took a seat in one of the chairs the room had to offer. The ratted old mattress was calling to him almost louder than the screams still echoing in his mind but he hated getting his sheets messy. Shower first.

"I think you should leave it. I don't think you can get any more fluids on those sheets. Good thing you don't carry around a black light." A voice came out of the darkness, teasing and gruff. It made the boy jump but he tried not to show it. Dom's hand slid down his leg but before he could reach for his hidden knife he caught the sound again. A laugh. "I could have your heartstrings as dental floss before you could even try. If I wanted you dead you would be."

His jade eyes tried to search the darkness for any hint of where the voice was coming from. He hadn't switched on all the lights because he honestly didn't like to see all the mess. He was starting to realize that was a mistake, he just hoped it wasn't one his life depended on. For a moment he wondered if the voice was just a new one in his head, he'd had plenty since he was young, and new ones popping up all the time. Then he saw the eyes. "Colorful fhreat. You right, so why ain't I?" He huffed back, he was honestly a little too tired to deal with anything else and normally if they wanted a fight they didn't stand around talking. This one wanted something, he just wasn't sure what. "'Ow'd you get passed me wards?"

A smile curled under the eyes like a Cheshire cat. The analogy wasn't too far off he thought, the thing might want to eat him. He just hoped it would make it quick. "Those are cute. You might want something a little stronger kid. You're pissing off the wrong people."

"Or the right ones."

There was the laugh again. "Yeah maybe. Shiiiit, I had heard you were all proper English but I think your story has been a bit inflated. There's not a proper bone in your body is there…" The thing paused and his hand appeared from the shadows. The fingers snapped and the boy groaned when his shoulder was forcefully popped back into place. He wouldn't make more of a noise, he wouldn't give the beast the satisfaction of hurting him. Fuck that. "-Dom."

Dom rolled his shoulder and sighed, cracking his neck before he sat back and smiled. "Fanks. Am I supposed to be scared you know me name? Wait, was you insulting me?"

The laugh, the smile, the creature finally stepped out of the shadows and Dom was suitably surprised. The fucker was tall and lean, tattooed and… a little bit of a pretty boy if he was honest. "Thanks." He grinned, taking a seat on the bed still calling to Dom though the sight made his stomach flip. How did the monsters always look so sensual? It didn't seem fair. "Quick on the uptake huh kid? Nah, not insulting. I like it dirty. And if you must know, I'm higher on the food chain than those charms can ward off. I can help you if you want."

It was Dom's turn to laugh but he didn't think the sound of his was as sexy. It was more shocked than anything. "Wha' the fuck you on about? 'Elp me? Why would ya do tha'?"

The monster's head tilted, his almost white blonde hair falling in his face. His eyes were such a human blue it almost made Dom forget. "Maybe someone pissed me off. Maybe I think you're cute. Maybe it's all a fucking game to me and I'll kill you later, does it really matter? You can feel me can't you? You can tell my strength? Why the hell would you deny my help?"

"Look bruv, I jus' took out two of ya… siblings or wha'ever. I ain't slept in four days. I'm tired and I know I need to move on bright and bloody early. I don't know wha' ya want but if you ain't 'ere for a fight…" He trailed off and took the giant risk of standing up and walking past the monster. He was surprised when it let him get to the door of the bathroom but when he pushed it open he had to swallow a whine. The bastard was sitting on the back of his toilet with a shit eating grin.

"By all means. I can talk while you bathe." It purred, pulling a cigarette case from its leather jacket. Dom rolled his eyes as the monster lit up what he realized after a moment was a joint but when he tried to flip the overhead vent on it kept snapping its fingers to turn it off. "Those bitches weren't anywhere near my level, I've probably killed more of them than you. If you'd like a shower and some sleep I'll watch over you." It said as Dom hip checked the doorway. "Your clothes are getting sticky."

"Fuck you."

"Not the kindest way to ask but let me answer after you've showered? I thought you hunters were supposed to be smooth."

"I fhought demons were supposed to be scary but here we are." Dom wasn't in the mood to play. He was exhausted and hurting- although less than before, and all he wanted was a few hours of rest before he had to start back on the road the next day. But first a fucking shower.

"If you want me to make you piss yourself…" The demon trailed off, his eyes flashing a strange color Dom had never seen before. He'd been hunting for years and focused on demons for most of that time. The odd blue and black light almost made his blood run cold as the lights flickered above him. "But then I'd really start to like you." It teased and the eyes switched back as quickly as they appeared. "Look kid, we're after the same thing alright? You called to me."

The hunter was positive that hadn't happened, he never called for anyone but especially not a random possibly higher up demon. He was tempted to say yes for just a moment, he would love a little help, but mixing it up with monsters was how his whole life got fucked up to begin with. "Fuck off fuck boy, I'm not in the mood." He grumbled, finally reaching for the knife tucked against his hip he couldn't reach before with his shoulder out of socket. The demon laughed when he threw it at him but he let the weapon stick in his shoulder. That more than anything told Dom he wasn't dealing with a normal monster, that knife should have affected him somehow but it just looked… normal. The guy didn't even bleed much.

The demon sighed and stood up, pulling the knife free of his arm and wiping the blood off on his middle finger. He stepped closer to the boy and smiled down at him before he rubbed the crimson across his inhumanly plush lips. For a human he was magically pretty and even under all the blood and viscera of his fellow demons the kid smelled… heavenly. But he was barely breathing with the monster so close. Just to show off he stabbed the knife into the wall next to the Hunter's head. "I'll let you sleep on it. If you need me just call my name." He hummed, pushing against Dom's bottom lip until it was turned in against his tongue. "Lick." When the boy shook his head he arched a brow and rolled his eyes and finally stepped away.

Dom tried to spit the blood out as the demon left his bathroom but he was sure at least one drop made it down his throat. "Wait- you didn't tell me ya name!" He huffed, turning around and smacking straight into the monster's chest.

"I wanted to see if you'd come after me." The demon smiled, his eyes sparkling with pleasure. He looked like the cat who caught the canary and Dom hopped he wouldn't pluck out all his feathers. "You can call me Kells."

"Kells?"

Kells shivered at the sound and leaned closer as if he would kiss the boy but at the last moment he vanished. Just fucking vanished leaving Dom to wonder if he was real at all. As he turned back to his bathroom and heard his shower start to run he accidentally licked his lips and knew the truth. Not only did he have a demon watching over him, it was a powerful one. Maybe as powerful as the one he'd spent almost a decade hunting. He just couldn't figure out if that was a good thing, or if he was getting into trouble he couldn't begin to understand. Probably the latter, he was good at landing in that.

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I know I have too many fics going at once but if you haven't caught on I have ADHD and I'm on the spectrum and if I try to make myself write something but I'm not feeling it? It just doesn't work. As you've also seen, I get randomly inspired to work on old fics so it will happen even if it's a bit but I hope it's sooner rather than later. I've been watching Supernatural lately and it's another of my old hyperfixations so this popped into my head. I hope you enjoy! If you like it I might add more ⚰️🖤🔗

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Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: top (sub) Col, bottom (dom) Dom, needy boys, rough sex, anal sex, degradation, insults, topping from the bottom, nervous Dom, multiple orgasms, bruises, slapping, rough play, refusing to admit feelings, dumb boys, teasing, unsafe sex, too much lube, size kink, body worship, Dom being a contortionist, lots of admiring and a little fluff 🚬 rating: explicit af

Dom was shaking. He was standing in his lover's bedroom, water from their shower drying on his skin as he watched the older man watch him, and he was shaking with anxiety. Colson was watching him with the softest eyes and hardest cock, those long fingers teasing over his abs as if he too was nervous and self soothing. He didn't know why the hell he was so worked up, it wasn't like he'd never been fucked. There were some Kells knew of and some he'd probably throw a bratty bitch fit if he found out about. He'd not really penetrated men himself before the rapper- it always seemed silly. If he was going to sleep with someone who could hit his prostate and make him see stars why would he waste the opportunity on using his dick?

No, the handful of men he'd been with had done exactly what was scaring him and it felt so dumb to him that he was nervous. He understood why to switch finally, every time he got to watch his best friend come alive because of him he understood why it was good to be verse but that was the one thing they hadn't done and he wasn't quite sure how to let himself. He ran a hand through his wet hair and he watched his sub's dick jerk at the way his muscles moved, his hole clenching in response. Well his body was certainly ready.

"We don't have to." The man tried to soothe and Dom rolled his eyes. After all he'd just done to make him work for it and now he was going to say something like that?

"Oh yeah? We don't 'ave to? I don't 'ave to do summat? Ya fink I don't know tha'? Wanker. Course I fucking know. But if ya need for me is so little ya can jus' let it go…" He trailed off with a growl and turned to go back in the bathroom, completely ignoring the frustrated noise his partner made.

"You're such a bitch! You know I didn't mean it that way! I was trying to help you feel better. Now get your ass back in here and on my dick! I've waited over a god damn year for it, you won't make me wait another fucking second!" For just a moment Colson was his normal self, he was the man who stood on stage and shook his hips and told girls to call him Daddy. For just a moment he felt his ego return and the cockiness came naturally but then Dom stalked back into the bedroom with a look on his face he hadn't seen since the first night he got fucked.

The punk stayed silent, his nostrils flared and his lips as thin as they could become. He wasn't shaking anymore though and that was all the man was trying to do. He had to drop his head to hide a smirk. Fuck was he in for it.

"Wha' the fuck did you jus' say to me whore? Wha' 'appened tha' made you fink you get to demand any part of me? You? You me bloody pet, you me fuck doll if you lucky and you fink you get a say? I obviously ain't taught ya well enough."

"You wanna spank me about it or do you want to see what it feels like when I wreck your fucking guts?" Kells was panting but he tried to keep his voice steady. He was terrified to talk to his Dom like he was but in a way it felt even more like when they were just friends. They used to mess with each other a lot even though he'd always been a little subby for his lover. It was obvious in interviews, he wasn't that puppy for anyone else.

Dom's brow arched and he took a deep breath. He was on fire for the bastard back talking him and felt somehow safer at the thought of letting him be top. Col wasn't just his brat, he was his best friend. His protector for years. Somehow the bitch wasn't backing down though and so he thought he'd try a different tactic. He felt his shoulders drop, his face softening to a more bored appearance. He crossed his arms and stalked closer to the bed, his hips swaying. He made sure to part his lips and tilt his head. "If you fink you can fuck me right you can try. Such big talk for a virgin." His purred words got the reaction he wanted, his love was about to explode but he started speaking again before the man could go off. "You fucked some girls sure, you the master of tha' I suppose but luv, I'm a whole new world. And I am very particular about 'ow I like it. Wha' if I fink less of yas after? Wha' if I gotta be 'onest and tell yas someone fucked me better? I don't wanna 'ear ya whining about it."

Kells fought a whimper and felt his ego dropping, that warm fuzzy feeling building in his mind that he got every time Dom degraded him. "I can do it." He almost slurred, still so gone from their shower play. His voice still rasped. He could still feel the ghost of a squeeze around his neck and every time he swallowed it made him drool from need. He crawled closer, staying as low as he could. That was his place, under his dominant.

"Oh yeah?" Dom purred, cupping his lover's cheek. He could feel how much he'd dropped him already and it was exactly what he wanted. "I dunno. Ya know 'ow it works sure but… I'm selfish when I'm getting it. I'm demanding and needy. If you don't do it right I'll be disappointed." He sighed and Kells actually snorted.

"Sorry but… how's that different from normal?" The slap across his face was worth it and he relished the burn. The next touch was soft again though and Dom pulled him closer, their breath mingling between them. "I can do it. Please?"

The singer nodded, moving even closer as if he would kiss him but he stopped short. Fuck he needed that boy more than air which he was quite sure he'd proven in their shower. When Dom went to move away a fear crept into his chest and he reached for his hand as he pushed up on his knees. The punk made a soft squeak of a noise when he was tugged back and before he could make a word of protest Colson kissed him. His hand tangled into that weirdly sexy skunk hair and he pushed his tongue past the other man's pillow lips. Their slick chests stuck together, their hearts racing. He didn't let Dom go until he was moaning and then he smirked against that gorgeous mouth. "Fine. Sit like a good boy." The boy huffed but his voice was thready and his cheeks were flushed.

Col obeyed and he crawled back to give the kid room. He watched as Dom found some lube and chunked it at him. It smacked his chest and fell to the bed and as he picked it up and popped it open, drizzling it over his shaft his lover was bouncing nervously. There was something adorable about it. "How do you want me?" He hummed, letting the viscous fluid dribble down before he smeared it around. Before he could look up he was slapped across the chest with a twirled wet towel and he shuddered, moaning low. "Thanks." His voice broke but he wiped his hands and tossed it away, he knew he probably wasn't supposed to enjoy that but he couldn't give a fuck. His lover made him enjoy everything. Dom could put all his basketball friends to shame with that thwack- fuck there was a welt already forming.

"Stay like tha', on ya knees. I'll uh-" Dominic took a breath, he knew he shouldn't be as overwhelmed as he was but he crawled into the bed and moved closer, rolling over once he reached the man. The moment the back of his thighs touched his lover's skin he jumped, he couldn't help it. Fuck if he didn't keep his walls up he didn't know what would happen. He might even say something silly. It hit him why he was so scared suddenly, he'd been fucked before but only by friends, he hadn't let a man inside him that he could see himself… feeling for. He knew how much emotion could creep up in the moment- he had a very sensitive spot and was blessed with the ability to reach multiple orgasms and he knew in that oxytocin fueled moment he might say something he never really had before.

"Hey, focus up Daddy." The voice was gentle but the touch on his plush thighs was anything but. When Kells gripped his hips and yanked him closer his train of thought vanished but his frustration with his brat mounted again. "There you are." He smiled, one of his hands slinking down between his cheeks.

"'Ey, no. I don't need prep." He huffed as one finger circled his hole and he watched as the man's cheeks flushed. Fingering was too much like kissing and kissing was too much like making love.

"So you're that kind of slut. I get ya." Colson teased and Dom laughed, pinching his inked ribs. "What? You're the one saying you're open. I'm just… assuming."

"You realize I fucked you wiv'out prep, yeah? Tha' cute lil virgin ass. Maybe I'm trying to be nice to you? Ya see 'ow it's-" Before he could finish with 'to your advantage' the rapper was already moving. Somehow the thought must have not struck before but his eyes lit up and his eagerness was obvious in the strain of his muscles not to rush.

"Yeah but you were a kinky shit that night." The man grinned but before he could do more Dom stopped him.

"I'm a kinky shit all the time luv and you jus' need to 'old steady for me." Colson's brows furrowed but he obeyed, pushing his thumb against the base of his cock to hold it straight and still. He choked on spit in the next moment when Dom threw his legs over Col's shoulders and moved himself, teasing his- needier than he'd like to admit- hole against his lover's tip. He stared up at the man as he bit his lip and fought not to thrust but that was what he loved about his pet, his fight.

The first press in took Col's breath away, he could feel himself start to shake harder as a sweat broke out over him. The noise was filthy wet, he'd definitely put too much lube on but he didn't know if Dom liked to ache too. His gaze dropped to where they were joined and he watched as he started disappearing inside the boy. He didn't know what was more captivating, how the punk's hole parted for him and swallowed him deep or the way Dom's cock jerked and drooled a steady puddle of precum on his belly the further Kells sank inside him. He couldn't help a few needy noises escaping, he couldn't completely control himself and he knew that was what his dominant loved.

Dom couldn't breathe, his body felt on fire at the stretch as he pulled himself down on his lover. He could feel how captivated the man was and it made his pulse quicken as Col's fingers shook where they held him gently. He'd seen and touched and tasted the rapper's cock so many times before and he always knew it would feel intense but he couldn't have prepared himself. It was immense and exactly what he'd always wanted. He had a passing thought that nothing would ever measure up but he pushed it away as he pushed himself flush against those strong thin hips. He tried to breathe but as Kells jerked and twitched inside him he swore it was all the way through his guts and choking him from the inside out. He couldn't show that though. "Well, ain't you gonna f-fuck me?" His voice was thin but he tried to keep it strong. He couldn't show how affected he was. He couldn't let his brat know he had any power over him but fuck- "You got a nice cock."

Sweat dripped into Colson's eyes but he felt his gaze fill with joy as he grinned down at his top. He had to be honest at least with himself, no matter how many times he would ever get to bed the boy, he'd never be top. "You're a bossy ass bottom. But I always knew you'd be a size queen." He teased, winking down at his best friend, calling back to the moment that got him the boy to begin with.

"You ain't seen nuffin yet but if ya don't move I'll-" Dom's growl broke off in a whimper when Colson knelt over him and pulled out enough to thrust deep. He'd never really heard that kind of sound from the kid and it was so sweet he instantly craved more. His palm pushed gently at one of the punk's thighs, leading one down but he kept the other tossed over his shoulder as he pressed close. Dom could take it.

"Yes Daddy." He purred, his hips finding an easy rhythm though he knew he couldn't stay slow. For just a moment he let himself feel in control and he closed his eyes to focus on the feel. Dom was so tight, his inner walls clenching and hot, the slick glide in and out was almost too much to handle. He could feel himself throbbing and he could feel every place he hit inside his lover but before he could fall too deeply into his fantasy there was a hand in his hair gripping and pulling him closer.

"I fhought you was fucking me? Who you-"

"Don't even. I was feeling you. You feel-"

"You get flowery and I pull off and you don't finish even if I do."

The rapper huffed and tried not to roll his eyes though it was tempting, instead he sped his pace and showed his dom what he could do. The boy moaned, a high soft noise that had obviously been forced out of him but Kells fought to find it again. "Stop looking at me like tha'." Dom growled, his own body moving in tandem until their thrusts were just this side of pain. The noises echoed off the walls, their skin slapping like thunder and Colson's sweat dripped over the singer like rain.

Dom fought himself not to feel too much but with every plunge deep he was pushed closer. For him an orgasm like that was overwhelming, and he could tell what was building might destroy him. His nails scratched down inked skin as if he could physically fight it off but his lover just groaned and begged for more. His thighs squeezed tight, his muscles trembling but he worked to control himself as long as he could. "Still bored?" The rapper joked, his hips snapping evenly as if he could do it forever but Dom could feel himself melting already.

"Eh, n-not so bad. Could be better if you was faster." He sighed, trying to keep his mental walls up tight but his inner ones gave him away. The man above him sped and he clenched tight, crying out when Kells angled right for his spot. His spine arched, his cock begging for attention but he might actually sob if anything touched him there. "De-deeper!" His voice broke but his pet obeyed like the good boy he was.

Kells bit his lip as he watched his boy squirm and he took a chance, slipping his palm under that plush perfect ass so he could pull him somehow closer. The noise Dom made was almost inhuman but he came alive more than Col had ever expected. "Don't- don't stop?" For once it was a plea instead of a demand but he would have done it either way. He made sure not to change any aspect of his thrusts as he felt his boyfriend shatter for him. His dick didn't spill but Kells had bed enough girls to know an orgasm when he saw it and he fought not to smile through his panting. There was a pride in his chest but it was overwhelmed by the beauty of his dom, the boy was a fucking revelation.

Dom knew now that his pleasure had started rolling he wouldn't catch a break or a breath until his lover came but he didn't have enough air in his lungs to command it. He could feel that gaze on him, taking in every shudder and gasp but for the moment he allowed it. It almost made the rapture stronger knowing he felt so fucking exposed. Tears welled his eyes as another wave built but his brat never slowed down. If anything he pounded him harder. Deeper. The man was a beast who couldn't seem to help but show off. The grip on his hip tightened, with every move close he pulled Dom against him and the punk was losing his control.

"Shit- better than any- any fucking pussy. Look how deep- oh God Dom!" Colson whimpered when he caught sight of his dick poking behind Dom's skin. It wasn't constant but it was a vision every time. He was near breaking but he wanted to make sure his boy knew he was still in control. "Please? Please let me-" He didn't know what sounds he was making anymore but he could barely speak over them and when Dom nodded he almost sobbed.

Colson gathered him closer, pulling him tight against his chest as he pushed Dom's other leg down and he sat up as they wrapped tight around each other. Sweat and more glued them tight almost instantly but they moved together, chasing that last peak as one. Dom's bravado had fallen away on his second wave of pleasure and all he could do was hide against his pet's neck and force out the word he needed most. "Cum."

Colson's hands gripped bruising tight as Dom's nails cut his skin. He bounced the boy as hard as he could but no amount of pounding could cover up how intimate and intense it had become between them. Kells hit that peak quietly, his harsh breath the only thing betraying his need but as white heat filled his insides and the man found his way somehow deeper in his guts Dom wasn't so silent. "Fuck- Colson?" His choked sob almost sounded like a beg and the rapper held him tighter as the punk spilled hot between them and they shook as they rode out their pleasure together.

Kells was a gentleman and scared of his lover enough he didn't comment on the tears or the way Dom clung to him. He didn't pull back and kiss him even though he wanted to, he didn't soothe him or whisper sweet nothings. He refused to ruin the moment so instead he just held his dom and panted with him, waiting for the moment they came down enough and the kid led him to however they would act next. He was learning damnit, he could be a good boy. "Better than Issac right?" He couldn't help but ask and the scoff he got in return was worth it. He knew what they felt, they didn't need words, he knew how to keep his Daddy from a panic attack. "Definitely right? Bigger too?"

"You're incorrigible." Dom huffed but smiled against his skin and he knew without a doubt he'd said the right thing.

Author's Note/Tags: @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @manicpixiedreamb0y @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 🖤

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Sorry it took me a bit but I am ☠️, I hope it was still good though! I tried to keep them true to their characters but let it get a little deeper. I hope it's what you hoped 🖤🚬

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