!!!-CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS-!!! UNDERAGE Prompting Post // October 1st - October 15th
This is a post for any and all UNDERAGE PROMPTS. That means all prompts with pairings where one or both is under the age of 18.
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... )
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... )
The trembling lessened and Jensen patted the omega’s back.
“Good boy.”
His back and his ass were as pretty as the rest of him, even though they had clearly born the brunt of the abuse.
Jensen looked closer, confused by the regular pattern until it hit him.
“Holy shit!”
The omega flinched and Chris looked equally startled.
“What?”
Jensen fought to keep his voice even. It wouldn’t do to scare the omega now.
“That bastard whipped him.”
The omega started to shake again and Jensen let his hands glide soothingly over his back.
“It’s okay sweety, it’s not your fault. No matter what you did, he shouldn’t have done this to you. You poor thing. But don’t worry, I’m gonna take care of you. Just need to check one more thing, then we’re all done. You’re doing so good, such a good boy.”
Jensen continued to murmur sweet nothings as he brought his fingers to the omega’s hole to test his slick and his elasticity.
The muscles gave way easily enough and his opening was beautiful, pink and fluttering around his fingers and with a few strokes of his fingers he could feel the slick start to build up.
His dick started to harden in his pants and he willed it back down. There would be time for that later.
He could feel a couple of uneven bumps on the boy’s rim and he didn’t need to look closer to know what they were.
Anal tearing in omegas was rare since their bodies were built to take a knot, but it could still happen, if a fully inflated knot was ripped out for example. It was actually the most common form of omega abuse, since a lot of alphas didn’t want that much intimate time with their omegas.
“Tearing?” Chris asked and Jensen looked over to his friend.
He didn’t need to answer, Chris understood from the look on his face.
He leaned back in his chair and flicked his cigarette out of the open window.
“I hate this fucking town.”
Jensen couldn’t blame him. Chris came from a small town in the countryside and it was common knowledge that omegas were generally treated better there.
The abuse only happened in the cities, where entitled assholes lived lives full of decadence and opulence.
Jensen gave the omega a pat on his backside to signal the end of the inspection and got up to get the new clothes.
“Alright, get dressed. I’m not letting you go back to the asshole who abused you and I don’t have an omega on my own, so I’m gonna take you in.”
The omega slowly dressed in the clothes he gave him, eyes trained on the ground the whole time. His movements were slow and stiff, but a lot of the bruises were still fresh, so it was probably painful for him to move.
Omegas weren’t as sensible to pain as people, but it still had to hurt. Jensen wasn’t a fan of coddling omegas, he knew there were people who treated them like babies or pets, but that only made them give in to their laziness. They needed a caring, but firm hand.
When the omega was dressed, he slowly stood up. He was still ducking his head and hunching his shoulders, but Jensen could see that he was tall, probably around six feet, almost as tall as he was.
Huh. Well, he would have preferred a shorter omega, but if he was this tall then he had good genes that would provide for strong children.
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