A/N: So, this chapter turned out hella depressing!
Sorry that took so long. My mom's been using the laptop the past several days.
Also, I've fallen in love with a new crossover ship. It's Sammy paired up with Lex from the TV show The Agency (Richard plays Lex, so how could I not ship them!?). I will be writing fics for them soon hopefully. So, if you're interested, let me know.
Also, seriously, go watch that show. Even if you hate government procedurals, it's worth it just for Lex. He's so friggin' adorable! Such a precious little techie.
The first night of owning an omega went over fairly well. Sam was only woken once by Gabriel to take the poor omega out to the yard. That had been rather awkward for Sam, and possibly Gabriel, but it soon passed. After that, it was back to bed. Once there, the omega was clingy now that he knew he was welcome in Sam's bed.
Sam awoke the next morning beside a warm body for the first time in years. For a few short moments, Sam was allowed to think that the man beside him was his boyfriend. That this man actually loved him, that Sam hadn't paid money to own the use of his body.
Gabriel was lying on his belly, snoring softly as he hugged his pillow. This allowed Sam free time to look at him without feeling shy or dirty. To simply observe and contemplate.
Sam pushed the blanket down to Gabriel's waist. His eyes filled with tears as he finally took his first real good look at the omega's back. The sight made his soul ache.
He tenderly trailed his fingers down Gabriel's thin back. His smooth skin was horribly marred. There were scars, old and new, from whippings. They were vicious and spoke of horror and cruelty. But of course, they were not alone.
The omega's skin was a transcript of the atrocities of the Domination society. He had small burns and knife makes mixed with the scars. But the last mark was the worst.
On the low curve of Gabriel's back was a number. It was branded there like a tramp stamp. G904. Sam didn't know what it meant but it was there, just like a brand on cattle.
Sam didn't know why he did it, but he shifted his position down to lean over the omega. He lovingly pressed his lips to the branded number. He held his mouth there and paused, thinking.
Tears clung to his eyelashes as he rested his forehead against Gabriel's back. He kissed the sub's skin again, sorrowful as he lovingly stroked his hand up Gabriel's side. He felt dirty.
It was one thing to treat Gabriel a certain way to slowly wean him off the normality of abuse. But, it was another thing to think of him like he wasn't worth his gender. What had Sam become?
He didn't mean to but when the omega was acting particularly submissive, Sam would think of Gabriel as an "it". Because "it" was a sub, little more in that mental state. Only when Gabriel acted like a strangely confident submissive did Sam think of him as a "he". What was wrong with him?!
Was it the new alpha instincts that the booklet talked about? It had said that it was common for alphas to not be concerned with something as trivial as an omega's identifying gender. Because it didn't matter to an alpha. The only important thing about an omega was its pouch and its womb. The rest was just extra.
So, was it that or was Sam just naturally a monster?
"I-I don't want to b-be that w-way." Sam whispered desperately, voice trembling. He clenched his eyes shut, tears dripping onto Gabriel's skin. Though, he was quickly shaken from his wallowing as Gabriel suddenly moved.
Sam jerked up slightly as the watery contact made Gabriel shift under him. He could only stare as Gabriel rolled onto his back and looked slowly up at Sam. The sub blinked surprisingly clear eyes, the only haze in them was from sleep.
The strange sleep arrangement was screwing with Gabriel's damaged mind. Waking up in a warm bed beside a warm body, instead of on the floor in a collective puddle of omega slick, had tricked his brain. Beyond the terrible grogginess, he was lucid.
He blinked sleep-sticky eyes as he gazed up at Sam, slowly frowning. He reached up a shaky hand and cupped Sam's cheek, making the new alpha gasp in blissful surprise. He wiped away Sam's tears with his thumb, but this only made more form.
"W-why are you c-crying?" Gabriel's voice sounded weak, like his throat was damaged. The sound both made Sam's spirits soar and his soul shatter at the same time.
"I had a b-bad dream." Sam whispered, sniffling. It was a lie but Sam couldn't speak the truth. He was so scared of Gabriel slipping away. He wanted to keep talking.
"I-I'm sorry, S-sam."
"Y-you know my name?!" Sam squeaked softly in surprise, wet eyes widening slightly. His shock made Gabriel smile tiredly.
"O-of course I-I do. Y-you told i-it to m-me." Gabriel chuckled weakly. His throat was tired, he wasn't used to talking anymore. He was honestly surprised he knew how anymore, "I-I'm G-gabriel. But, y-you already k-know t-that too. I-It was n-nice to f-finally meet you, S-sam."
Gabriel smiled tiredly, mentally and emotionally exhausted. Sam laughed softly, happy despite his tears. He sighed happily, leaning into Gabriel's touch as the other man weakly stroked his cheek.
But the happiness soon faded as Gabriel tiredly started to pull his hand away. Sam watched in horror as the smaller man blinked sluggishly. His companion's gaze grew hazier with each blink.
Gabriel was starting to lose his lucidity.
Sam trembled and whimpered. A sudden fear of crushing loneliness froze over his soul. A sob caught in his throat.
"No, wait, please don't go yet!" Sam begged weakly, feeling helpless. He lovingly stroked Gabriel's hair, trying to get his attention. But his effort only brought sorrow.
Gabriel opened his eyes again but his sense of self was no longer there. Only the mentally simple and delicately innocent gaze of a well-trained omega looked back at Sam. The omega no longer spoke, he simply cocked his head to the side and leaned into Sam's tender touch. He began to purr softly, basking in his master's kindness.
Sam could only watch the animalistic behavior, utterly heartbroken. Tears dripped more readily down his cheeks. His tears splashed onto the sub under him, getting the sub's attention.
Worried about his alpha's happiness, the omega wiggled out from under Sam. He sat up and leaned up on his master, lovingly licking at Sam's tears. He mewled comfortingly as he continued his task.
Sam sat up straighter, making the omega's job a bit harder but not by much. He sniffled and tried to smile for his omega, lovingly stroking the sub's hair. Sobbing softly, it wasn't more than a minute before he suddenly wrapped his arms around the omega, pulling the sub desperately into his lap and holding him against his chest. He just sat there, hugging the omega.
What was this hell that Sam now lived in?
Gabriel mewled sweetly in confusion at his alpha's behavior but soon went along with it. He wrapped his arms around Alpha and snuggled against his strong chest. He purred happily, telling his Alpha his appreciation in the only way he knew how.
Alpha clung to him tighter but was still gentle. Gabriel smiled softly, happy. Alpha was petting him again, telling him what a good boy he was. It made Gabriel's cock twitch in need again, made him want to rub against Alpha. But something, a feeling, stopped him from doing it. It made Gabriel's heart flutter weird and made his tummy feel strange, but kind of liked the feeling.
He wondered what it meant.
~*~Chapter End~*~