Fic: Toll the Mountain (Clint/Coulson) (Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics)
Title:Toll the mountain
Author: bebunny
Characters/Pairing: Phil Coulson/Clint Barton
Rating: NC-17/Explicit
Word Count: 12,960
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I make no money
Summary: An Alpha/Omega story.
“He’s three months in on this posting and he takes it now?” Phil says, working around a point. It doesn’t taste good in his mouth. “He didn’t bring it, so where did he get it?”
“That’s the million dollar question isn’t it.” Dr Matthews says. “My bet is, we’ve got an Omega on site somewhere, without their meds.”
Clint has been suppressing for as long as he can remember. It's no big deal, he has it under control. It's just that when he was a kid there wasn't anyone around to tell him how this was supposed to go, with nowhere safe to let go and deal with the heat it was easier to ignore it altogether. It's always possible to get hold of meds on the street. He's got dealers on speed dial and a routine. In fact, he's gotten so good at this he has everyone convinced he's a Beta with an attitude problem, including Phil Coulson. But it all goes to shit when some dickwad steals his meds. Notes/warnings: Please note there is a scene of non-graphic attempted rape in this fic. There are also parallels to substance/medication abuse and misuse going on. However, Phil Coulson is a BAMF and doesn't put up with that shit.
Toll the mountain
Author: bebunny
Characters/Pairing: Phil Coulson/Clint Barton
Rating: NC-17/Explicit
Word Count: 12,960
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I make no money
Summary: An Alpha/Omega story.
“He’s three months in on this posting and he takes it now?” Phil says, working around a point. It doesn’t taste good in his mouth. “He didn’t bring it, so where did he get it?”
“That’s the million dollar question isn’t it.” Dr Matthews says. “My bet is, we’ve got an Omega on site somewhere, without their meds.”
Clint has been suppressing for as long as he can remember. It's no big deal, he has it under control. It's just that when he was a kid there wasn't anyone around to tell him how this was supposed to go, with nowhere safe to let go and deal with the heat it was easier to ignore it altogether. It's always possible to get hold of meds on the street. He's got dealers on speed dial and a routine. In fact, he's gotten so good at this he has everyone convinced he's a Beta with an attitude problem, including Phil Coulson. But it all goes to shit when some dickwad steals his meds. Notes/warnings: Please note there is a scene of non-graphic attempted rape in this fic. There are also parallels to substance/medication abuse and misuse going on. However, Phil Coulson is a BAMF and doesn't put up with that shit.
Toll the mountain