“Great.”, Author rolled his eyes. He pulled off his shirt and pants, and threw them into Thomas’ face, before grabbing the gown to pull it on.
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He narrowed his eyes. “Then stay naked until you dry. No towel.” He reached in his bag, pulling out a long, flowery nightgown. It was dark blue, and had silver threads.
Author scoffed, watching the other. He walked a little closer to him, though he really didn’t want to be close enough to be grabbed. he held his hand out, so he was given the gown. Of course he wouldn’t get anything proper.
“I’ll get sick anyways, asshole.”.
“Will you change willingly?” He would have to keep him in a smaller cage from now on. “Or do I need to come in there?”
“I’ll fucking change.”, Author grumbled. He was trembling from the cold by now.
“The change of clothes will get wet if you don’t give me a towel.”, he added, just to be more of an ass than he already was.
“Oh you would be awake. This is just to get you into proper clothing.” He sighed. “You leave me no choice.” Thomas blew on the tube, firing the dart into the other’s neck. It was released as soon as it hit, and he waited for the other to fall.
Author wasn’t dumb. As soon as Thomas raised the thing he was ducking, avoiding the dart. He continued glaring at the alpha.
“Then give me the fucking clothes, asshole.”, he growled.
“You honestly think you have a choice? You are an Omega, a breed toy.” He placed the syringe in the tub, placing it between his fingers. “One last chance.”
“And what fun would it be to fuck a limp puppet?”, Author retorted, taking another step back. He would prefer not to know anything of getting fucked, but he didn’t want to be sedated either.
“You’re not going to drug me.”, he wouldn’t have bought him, knowing Author struggled against alphas.
“Suit yourself. The wet clothes will get you sick, then you’ll have to change.” He could wait the other out or… Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small tub and an even smaller syringe, filled with a potent sedative. “Or we can do this the easy way.”
Author took a step backwards, seeing the syringe and bottle with liquid.
“You’re not going to drug me.”, he said, ripping his gaze off the syringe back to Thomas’ eyes.
He smirked as the other cried out, then unwound the hose. He turned the water on, spraying Author at full blast. “Once you change I’ll give you new clothes.”
Author flinched at the water, but he didn’t really care about the temperature of it. He was pretty fine no matter.
“I don’t want to fucking change.”, he growled, glaring at Thomas. He didn’t even know what the alpha would give him as “clothes”.
“I was going to let you get warm water.” He pulled a thin metal tube out, blowing into it. It was a frequency that was extremely painful to Omega’s.
Author cried out in pain, pressing his hands over his ears. It hurt, but he didn’t want to give in. He’d rather take deafening pain than be some alpha’s breeding bitch.
He pulled on the chain attached to the collar, smirking darkly. “You don’t get a choice /Omega./” Thomas dragged him into a large cage, shoving him in. “Strip.”
“I won’t listen to you.”, Author barked back, stumbling when he was shoved. He crossed his arms, refusing to do what he was told. He wasn’t going to let someone control his life.
“I’m going to breed you.” The male hissed at the omega. He had bought Author at an auction, making sure he was able to breed. “And you will carry pups until you can’t.”
Author had been lucky, so to say. He was still a virgin, he had been able to hide his omega self for all his life. Until one day he had been caught, and been dragged here. He never had children before, he didn’t want children. But the fertility test had been positive.
“I don’t fucking want your pups!”, he struggled against the other male, glaring.
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