!!! - CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS - !!! Real Person Prompt Post // July 1st - July 15th
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This is a post for any REAL PERSON PROMPTS.
A few reminders:
1. Use your subject lines! Please start with either REQUEST or FILLED also please list the pairing and kinks2. Please come up with a title for your fic ( Read more... )
Jensen starts shaking and Jeff waits for Jared to take Jonah from him before slapping him.
“Sorry doctor,” Jared says, “he gets emotional sometimes. Doesn’t like change.”
“Sirs, may I speak with him a moment?” It’s the nurse. Jeff, Jared and the doctor back off and keep talking, while the nurse kneels down in front of Jensen. Jensen immediately sinks to the floor as well. It’s an old trick, one that makes it easier to keep their conversations private. “It’s scary I know, but it’s what your alpha wants and so it’s easier if you want it too, right?”
“I hate this,” Jensen admits. “I’m fat and slow and clumsy and I’m less…” He doesn’t know how to express the loss his feels.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of,” the nurse says, and Jensen laughs, because the guy’s a beta, and he’ll never have to go through this crap. “You’re not less of an alpha or beta for wanting this, you’re more of an omega.”
“I don’t want this,” he hisses.
“You will. You’re a good fit for them Jensen, you want to please them, right?”
He nods, because anything else can be a death sentence.
“And they want you to be the best you can be. Don’t you want that too?”
Jensen nods again.
They don’t touch, but the nurse smiles. “Good boy. Now wipe your eyes and get on your feet.”
Jensen does, because there’s nothing else he can do.
~~
He stays in the nursery one more night because Jared insists that they not mess with his routine too much before his big day. Jeff’s not happy, but he entrusted care of the household to Jared long ago and doesn’t overrule him.
Jensen’s too afraid the next morning to eat, so Jeff sits with him and forces toast down his throat, while Jared plays with his hair and tries to relax him. They get out his full collar since he’s going to be in the hands of the dairy staff unsupervised, even though any routine scan will bring up all of his identifying information.
Jared kisses him before they leave, tells Jensen that they’re proud of him, and then kisses Jeff. Jeff tells Jared that he’ll call at lunchtime before directing Jensen to the car.
Jensen sits still and quiet, hands in his lap, eyes on his hands. He doesn’t want to see the sunny day outside the window.
When Jeff stops the car, he rubs his palm over Jensen’s back in calming circles, even though it’s Jensen’s chest that aches. “You can do this. For Jared, you can do this. He’s taken the next two weeks off, but he’d love to have longer.”
“Yes, sir. For Jared.”
He follows Jeff into the office, where he’s stripped and weighed, and a beta ties a blue ribbon around his wrist.
The alpha in charge and Jeff discuss times and schedules and fees, but Jensen can’t concentrate, can’t hear anything other than his pulse and his breathing.
“Great! If you just sign here, we’ll get things started. Do you want to stick around?”
Jensen doesn’t want Jeff to see him like this.
Jeff’s eyes rake him up and down before saying “No.”
Jensen tilts his head in thanks.
“Well, come back any time after five and he’ll be ready for you to collect.”
Jensen follows a beta into a barn, where he’s led to a stall with a pump and a thick mat up on a platform.
“You need to piss? Shit? Drink?”
“No sir,” he whispers.
“Good, then kneel down on the mat.”
Jensen gets on all fours. He has to keep low so that the suction horns fit properly over his nipples. The beta straps his ankles in place and encourages him to lean his weight on his forearms. His wrists are loosely bound too.
“You see this?” The beta gestures to a big red button that Jensen would have to stretch to reach. “You hit this in an emergency. Not because you’re uncomfortable, or because you want to go home, but in an emergency, clear?”
He nods.
“It’ll feel good, just you wait,” the beta says. He flicks the switch and Jensen groans.
It’s like a flood of painful relief.
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