Atem rushed to the bar and frantically opened all the cabinets, finally finding one filled with small rolls of towels. He grabbed the topmost one and ran it under warm water in the sink, cursing under his breath.

He should not have been a willing participant in that. What the hell was Kaiba thinking?

This Omega was insane!

Shaking, Atem wrung the towel out and ran back to the chair, kneeling and gently patting the area, seeing the red stain sink into the whiteness of the towel extremely fast. The scent of blood, semen, and pheromones were heavy in the air, and Atem blinked astutely, willing himself to keep it together.

Kaiba's area was extremely pretty, and this was his first time seeing it up close.

Feeling himself blush, Atem looked away and rose unsteadily to his feet, his head still heavy with a mixture of disbelief and Kaiba's scent as he made his way to the door. Easing it open quietly, he addressed Isono gruffly, ignoring the man's wet, tear-stained cheeks.

"If there's an ointment he uses, bring it," Atem requested, to his surprise, Isono already had it with him in his inner blazer pocket.
Accepting it from him, Atem gave the manservant a long look before quietly closing the door.

Kaiba sat up carefully and wiped himself off with the towel Atem had brought him, feeling supremely unsatisfied and annoyed. That had been incredibly short, and the panicking about blood afterwards was unnecessary. If it was going to be like this every time, he'd rather masturbate, bleed in private, and save everyone the trouble.

Atem was approaching him with the tube of ointment, looking wide-eyed and nervous.

Hissing, Kaiba swiped it from him, squeezed the tube, dashed a bit of it onto his index finger, and swiped it up his tender hole while pulling his pants up with his other hand before moving to the sink to wash up.
Irritating.

He didn't need to be babied.

It wasn't an internal injury, and it was a tear that would heal within a day, usually.

Atem watched Kaiba's movements, shocked speechless. The ease of which he performed these tasks meant he was used to it. It was alarming to see.

I don't think I can do this! Atem balked, his chest growing tight with emotion as he contemplated calling Yugi or Anzu to vent about how Kaiba's attitude was disturbing.

Omegas usually enjoyed attention and aftercare if they were hurt.
Omegas enjoyed attention, period.
Here, Kaiba had scorned him and didn't want help with the ointment.

Deciding to clean up the semen stains from the chair, Atem's mind raced with turmoil as he wiped up the fluids, Kaiba's scent no longer sending warm tingles down his body, but filling his stomach with cold dread. Whatever experience Kaiba had at the hands of the previous Alpha was probably cruelty beyond anything he could imagine.

The previous Alpha must have left Kaiba bruised and torn, possibly bleeding internally at other times judging by the way Kaiba avoided his touch in regards to aftercare.

Incredibly horrifying.

He needs help. I need help and advice. I need to find a way… Atem muttered darkly to himself, mindlessly wiping the same spot over and over again, unaware that Kaiba was watching him with an amused smile.

He's broken, Kaiba thought happily, pleased as he watched Atem robotically clean the chair that was already spotless. He liked it so much, he can't even function.

"Is something wrong?" Kaiba asked gleefully, and Atem turned to look at Kaiba over his shoulder, shocked to see the CEO grinning boyishly at him.

He's not fazed at all! Atem reeled, and he forced a shaky smile in return.

"I'm not sure I'll ever be the same again," Atem said seriously, and Kaiba threw his head back, laughing loudly, the sound echoing in the theater.

Outside, Isono could hear Kaiba laughing heartily, and his chest tightened.
Well, it sounded like they were having a nice time in there…

At least Master Kaiba wasn't crying or screaming for him to help.

Biting the inside of his cheek, Isono decided he needed to take a walk for his own good to avoid seeing Atem and Kaiba together when they exited the theater.

Atem's smile wavered as he listened to Kaiba's maniacal laughing, his heart pounding painfully in his chest.

Climbing up onto a separate chair, Atem patted the spot beside him and looked Kaiba directly in the eye, mustering all his courage to ask, "tell me about the previous Alpha."

Kaiba sobered up instantly and gave Atema shrewd glare. Hell no.
Where the fuck were these personal questions coming from?

"He was an asshole. That's all you need to know," Kaiba answered shortly, eyeing the door and deciding he'd make his escape now before there were any more questions. "I need a shower. Entertain yourself and try not to kill Isono while I'm gone."

Atem opened his mouth to protest, but Kaiba was already gone. The door of the theater had been left wide open and the sound of his footsteps was fading up the stairs.

Kaiba had run away. Well, if that was the case…

Atem pulled out his phone and didn't bother with the text, hitting the call button and pressing it to his ear, counting the rings.

Anzu didn't pick up.

Frowning, Atem shoved his phone back into his pocket and walked out of the theater, feeling conflicted. Maybe Anzu wasn't the best person to talk to about this.

Perhaps that person was…Isono.

Walking through the large house, Atem was about to call out for him when he spotted a tall figure walking furious laps in the garden. Ah. The un-bonding process had already begun for him. Good.

Joining him in the garden, Atem saw Isono freeze and glare at him from over a flowery hedge.

"What do you want?" Isono asked aggressively, thinking he wasn't in the mood to serve any more wine, tea, or coffee for the rest of the day. Maybe Kaiba needed to send him away, but that thought made his heart wrench even more.

"I need your help," Atem said humbly, lowering his head in respect. "He's damaged emotionally and its disturbing me greatly. He won't tell me anything about the previous Alpha, so I'm hoping you will. Because I will base my actions on the information I receive from you."

Isono swallowed thinly and sniffed, "…and he thinks you're an idiot. Well, you sound considerate enough, so I will help you."

Atem brightened up and fell into step beside Isono, giving him a tight nod and appreciating the beautifully trimmed foliage around them as they walked together in sync, neither knowing where to start.

Finally, Isono broke the silence because he was burning with curiosity. "You must first tell me what happened in there that caused the bleeding."

Ah… here it comes, Atem winced and replied quickly, "he sat on me in the dark, knowing I couldn't see what was happening. He did it right after I said we made a promise to you, which tells me he was trying to make a point."

Point made, Isono growled, feeling as if someone was squeezing his heart with a giant fist.

"Then he refused my aftercare," Atem said, looking to Isono pleadingly. "I've never heard of an Omega doing that before—"

"First, you will address him as Master Kaiba in my presence," Isono snapped, his patience wearing thin. "Second, you will never associate his name with that status, ever."

"Understood," Atem said hastily, his ears burning. The entire situation was touchy and dangerous. Never refer to Kaiba as an Omega, and always use an honorary in Isono's presence.

They finished a lap around the garden and began again as Isono composed himself, gathering his thoughts.

"The previous Alpha of the house adopted Master Kaiba at eleven," Isono said, and Atem nearly tripped on his own feet in horror when he heard this.

Isono saw Atem almost stumble, and he squared his shoulders back, continuing to rain bad news onto the other Alpha with a vengeance.

"He was starved and locked away. I snuck him food and offered him aftercare as well, but he was stubborn and refused me too. I believe it's become a habit for him. Don't be offended if he rejects you," Isono said coldly, remembering all the times Kaiba had coldly rejected his kind advances, wondering why Atem was any different.

"But you should know this," Isono stopped walking, and Atem stood nervously beside him, looking stressed.

"He killed the Alpha who had been using him like a ragdoll," Isono said haughtily, his eyes gleaming. "If you mistreat him, he won't hesitate to kill you as well."

"Your threats are not helping," Atem said kindly, trying to smile, but it only came off as a grimace. "But I understand now. Clearly, he was pushed to a limit, and I will take care not to do the same."

"You will not push him at all," Isono raged, his possessiveness coming back in a rush. "This conversation is over. If you're un-bonding with him, you can come to me for help. Otherwise, you are merely a guest here and I will only follow Master Kaiba's orders when serving you."

He walked away, and Atem watched him go, feeling faint.
He had not been ready for this.
Nothing could've prepared him for this.

His phone had been vibrating his pocket, and Atem pulled it out glumly, seeing Anzu's name flashing up on his screen. Well, too late.

Upstairs, Kaiba had been watching Atem and Isono pace around the garden, undoubtedly sharing information about him. Alphas were fucking weird, making a truce to pass over ownership of an Omega, right? Or something disgusting like that.

Grinding his teeth, Kaiba sat down on his couch and wondered why he couldn't stop thinking about it in terms of possession.
Atem had been trying to tell him that he was the one who held all the power in this instance.
He was the one they were fighting over.
He was the one who everyone fought over, even at the orphanage.
Hell, he knew Gozaburo only managed to adopt him because he'd paid.

I'm tired, Kaiba thought dryly, laying down on the cushions and closing his eyes, ignoring the boner that stuck up stubbornly between his legs.
His body was acting like it was in the beginning stages of Heat.
Damn it.

He drifted off quickly, exhausted and stressed.

Atem walked up the grand staircase, familiarizing himself with the luxurious hallways, paintings, and chandeliers.

A horror had happened within these walls, and it had been scrubbed away with money.

Money that Kaiba had furiously made in response to his horrific abuse.

If anything, Kaiba's conviction was terrifying all on its own.

He approached the door to Kaiba's room and pushed it open gently, surprised to see Kaiba fast asleep on the couch. Eager to join him, Atem closed the door and sat on the end of the lounge, picking up a pillow and pressing his face into it, feeling his cheeks heat up instantly. Amazing.

He curled up at the end and tucked his feet into the curves of Kaiba's calves, closing his eyes and sighing, ignoring the boner that stuck up between his legs, poking him in the stomach. His goal was to make Kaiba feel comfortable with this relationship, and then they could worry about being physical. Kaiba had broken that barrier with too much ease, and now his body was reacting badly to it, aching for more.

He would hold out.

No more being physical until Kaiba was willing to talk it out.

It was unhealthy to let the Omega continue to climb on top of him while he was literally and metaphorically in the dark.

Willing his mind to go blank, Atem pressed his face tighter into the pillow and dozed off, enjoying the warmth from Kaiba's legs seeping into his as he rolled over comfortably and continued to sleep.

Kaiba woke up slowly, his lungs full of Atem's wonderful, musky scent as he sat up and realized it was dark outside, and Atem was asleep on the couch beside him. He glanced at the door and saw that Isono had left a fresh cup of coffee on the table which was still steaming.

Eyeing Atem, Kaiba laid back down again and pressed his forehead tight against Atem's arm, breathing deeply, listening to his own heart pounding in his ears. It was odd to wake up feeling happy. Was this happiness?

He raked his gaze down Atem's slender body and noticed he had an erection straining in his pants…while he was deeply asleep.

Biting back a laugh, Kaiba got up to drink his coffee, seeing two pill cups waiting for him, and he realized he'd missed two doses of suppressants because he'd napped for more than three hours.

And Atem hadn't woken up in the middle to attack him in his sleep.

That was incredible.

Deciding to test Atem further, Kaiba grabbed the pills and pocketed them, downing his coffee and leaving the empty cup on the tray before making his way back to the couch, shaking Atem awake.

"Hey…are you hungry?" Kaiba asked, knowing the answer was 'no' as he gleefully eyed the bulge in Atem's dark pants.

Atem shook his head and hugged the pillow tighter to his face, keeping his eyes tightly shut as Kaiba's scent was so overpowering, he couldn't take a full, proper breath.

Not hungry. Not horny. Not hungry. No longer sleepy either.

He cracked an eye open and watched as Kaiba sat down beside him and gave him a dry smile.

"Are you leaving then?" Kaiba asked emptily, seeing Atem stare at him for a long time, trying to hear him, but his angular eyes had gone dark, and every time he blinked, his expression darkened with it.

Leave? Atem thought blurrily, his mouth so dry he wondered if a kiss would remedy it.
No.
No kissing.

No touching.
Leaving.

"Yes, I'll leave," Atem mumbled, shoving the pillow aside and stumbling to the door, knocking the tray over clumsily as he reached for the handle and threw himself out into the hallway, gasping for breath.

To his annoyance, Isono was sitting on a bench right outside with his arms and legs tightly crossed.

"…B-Bathroom?" Atem choked, and Isono pointed at the other end of the hall and watched Atem run towards it, careening into the wall on the side as he tripped and went too fast. The door slammed and silence followed.

Kaiba's chokingly sweet scent was leaking out of his room, and Isono covered his face, his ears burning as he wondered if he would ever be able to unbond, or at the very least, stop reacting to the scent, but he knew it was impossible.

But this scent was different.
It was…an unsuppressed scent.
What the hell was Master Kaiba thinking?!

Yanking out his phone, Isono sent a furious text with one hand while the other was clamped tightly over his nose and mouth.

"MASTER KAIBA, TAKE YOUR MEDICATION. YOUR SCENT IS IN THE HALLWAY and your Alpha went running to the bathroom. What the hell are you doing, acting so dangerously?"

And Kaiba's reply was swift and curt.

"Torturing him. Testing him. Thx for the coffee. Don't sit there then. I'll take it now."

Irritated, Kaiba tossed his phone aside and double-dosed, dry-swallowing the pills and wondering if he was ever going to be free of filling his body with this poison. If Atem Marked him, the scent would be less potent to other Alphas, because right now, his body was basically signaling a furious mating call to Alphas all around, Isono included.

I should probably have Atem Mark me to save Isono the pain, Kaiba thought glumly, realizing he was at the center of a very complicated situation.
Or, it wasn't complicated at all.
It was very simple.
Atem was great.
Isono was fine too, but Kaiba knew he needed Isono in a different way.

Guess I'll always be needing two Alphas, Kaiba mused, deciding that keeping Alphas around was indeed his strength. Atem was a diligent and an honest hard-worker too.

Both men were essential to his life.

He would accept this and put them to good use.

Inside the bathroom, Atem was suffering.
He'd cum in his own hands twice already, but his body was screaming for more.

It was this again; the raw, insatiable hunger. Napping in Kaiba's room had been a bad idea.

Atem curled forward and stroked himself furiously a few more times, riding out the tight waves of pleasure as he came for a third time, the sticky semen coating his fingertips.

Exhausted, Atem shut his eyes and leaned against the wall, praying for relief. Kaiba's scent was truly something else. It drove him so wild…

Standing shakily, Atem decided to use the shower, because he didn't want to exit the bathroom stinking of semen and sweat.

He stripped off and rinsed quickly, pausing when he could hear Kaiba and Isono shouting at each other down the hall, and their voices echoed loudly in the empty house.

"Why do we make custom medication for you to suppress if you're going to behave dangerously?" Isono cried, wondering where Kaiba's reason had gone. "What changed? Are you trying to let everyone outside smell this too? You want people to come storming our gates down?"

"Security exists for a reason!" Kaiba shouted back, irritated with Isono's concern for his well-being. "If I want to smell like this, I damn well can. If it bothers you, then you can fuck off!"

"It only bothers me when other Alphas come sniffing!" Isono hissed, and Atem hastily dried himself off and got dressed, rushing out into the hallway to join the confrontation.

Isono saw Atem coming and turned his heel, quickly walking away.

This was fine.
In fact, Atem could have Master Kaiba all to himself, and slowly learn all of his troublesome habits. He'd been liberated from a needy Master who never wanted to bond with him in the first place. This was a good time to take another walk.

Kaiba clenched his jaw, watching Isono go, and he called after him, "keep your phone on!"

Atem sighed and shook his head, wondering if he was ever going to live a peaceful life again after this.

Kaiba rounded on him and demanded, "we're having dinner. You pick."

"I will, once I see a menu," Atem answered, suddenly feeling very tired.
Was it his imagination or was Kaiba wearing him out on purpose?
He hadn't been taking his suppressant?
That explained the horrendous ordeal in the bathroom earlier.
A boner that never went down was a horror in itself.

"The menu comes with the chef who arrived at 7," Kaiba said calmly, and he turned to walk down the grand staircase, not turning around to see if Atem would follow, because he knew Atem would follow.

Author's note:

um did kaiba just sit on atem. Yes.
now Atem is the one who needs to accept his situation. Kaiba has pretty much come to terms with it in his own twisted way. Mucho unhealthy.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! new chapter same time next week!

xox
Ugli