Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs
I don't need it, but I'll sell what you got
Take the cash and I'll keep it
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas, kill them all
And we crawl, and we crawl, and we crawl
You be my detonator

Love, gimme love, gimme love
I don't need it, but I'll take what I want from your heart
And I'll keep it in a bag, in a box
Put an X on the floor
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more
Shut up and sing it with me
Na Na Na, My Chemical Romance

Brian was thrown into the trunk of an expensive looking SUV, despite the night sky and darkness Brian could still tell the car was silver. The red lights hurt his eyes but not as much as his new owners nails in his ice cold skin. Everything went black when the trunk went down, the sound echoing in his ears. Brian wasn't frightened anymore, he had been beaten, raped and ripped from his family being sold was just the next thing on a list of trauma. The car bounced along the road throwing him around the trunk like a rag doll, he couldn't see but there was some sort of bag that dug into his spine every time his owner turned left and into his hip every right turn. After a time the pain numbed and he stopped noticing it.

His mind was filled with thoughts of Beverly and Richie, he had already lost his darling Price and now he had lost his friends. All he wanted was to be wrapped up in Jimmy's arms and for the beta to tell him that everything would be alright. Was it so much to ask? Brian had always had a little happy dream that one day he and Jimmy could be together, bonded and happy. It was more difficult for an Omega and a Beta to have a baby but not impossible, he and Jimmy could be happy with Alexis. Brian had decided on the name Alexis long ago, it was perfect for a boy and a girl.

The car turned and strained his hands, the rope digging into his wrists just that little bit more. The rope burning deep into his skin. Rather abruptly the SUV came to a stop and Brian couldn't help but clench shut his eyes in fear, he believed that he had no more fear left in him but it seemed that there was just a little more left. The trunk was opened and cold air rushed in, it was almost soothing against his bruises and rope burns, large hands came in dragged Brian from the SUV and pulled towards a relativity large house. If he wasn't so scared Brian would have started laughing because the house was pink, the sort of color that an Alpha would insist was salmon. The Alpha's hand was firmly gripped onto Brian's upper arm, making it easy for him to be dragged into the house and into what looked like a living room.

He had to admit the house looked rather cosy, the walls where a soft autumn green color with a gold trim. It was actually rather nice. There was a fire burning over in the far corner and it helped to warm his skin, making him feel less like he was in the Arctic and surrounded by ice blocks.

"Kneel."

Demanded his owner, there was a split second where Brian froze but he could not disobey an Alpha, no matter how much he wanted to. Brian did as instructed and lowered himself to his knees. The tall man circled him and then came to a stop behind him, Brian swallowed the lump in his throat. He expected pain but it didn't come, instead the rope was removed from his wrists.

"Now, my little Omega. What was your name?"

The Alpha stopped in front of him, dominated by the Alpha's height.

"Brian."

He answered strongly and the man smiled.

"I am Bronys Grentz. You will refer to me as Bronys, Mister Grentz sounds too much like my father." He chuckled. "You will not be tied or restrained as long as you behave, you disobey me and you will suffer the consequences. Do you understand?"

"Yes...Bronys."

"Good boy." A strong Alpha hand worked at Brian's soft black hair. "You will be allowed to wear boxer briefs but nothing else. We can't have the beautiful figure hidden under clothes now can we?"

"No Bronys."

"You learn quickly. Now suck it."

Brian took a deep breath and then obeyed slowly unzipping the Alpha's pants and belt. The Alpha cock sprung forwards, Brian was suddenly reminded of Chilton and it disgusted him. Brian took Bronys deep into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the head, lapping at the pre-cum on the very tip. Bronys increased his grip on his new Omega's soft hair; keeping him close on him, pinned. Brian increased his suction, over the years he had become rather good at blow-jobs, yet the only one he had ever enjoyed giving them to was Jimmy. As he ran his tongue along Bronys the Alpha gasped and started to thrust into the Omega's repulsed but skilled mouth. Bronys fought his orgasm. He pulled Brian closer, only repulsing Brian further. He twisted his head, once, twice, thrice and then Bronys could fight no more, he gripped the Omega's head tighter as the Alpha came into his mouth.

Bronys was his owner now but Brian would live in hope that he would one day see Jimmy again and maybe just maybe they could have