Beneath a Glass Eye
By Ahro
Part VI
"You… were my-?"
"Yes. I was promised to you. We were to meet for the first time after your fertility testing. When it came back positive, well, you know what happened then."
Arthur went silent, unsure of just how to process all of this. He had always wondered what had happened to the Alpha he'd been promised to: were they sad or happy for Arthur's fertility? Did they do the promising, or had it been arranged by their parents? When Arthur had found out he was promised to an Alpha, he wasn't sure how to feel. He had just hoped he'd like the Alpha. But now, Alfred was here. His promised Alpha. How did he feel about him? At the start of all of this, he knew feelings weren't meant to be a part of the breedings. Attachments weren't aloud, nor were they to see the children they birthed. Omegas were put through years of training to attempt to combat maternal instincts. So, how was Arthur suppose to feel about Alfred in such a short time?
"I know this is difficult. Believe me, I couldn't believe the Organization managed to pull enough strings to get me as your first Alpha. Just thinking of you being subjected to random Alphas breeding you - using you to produce children each year…" Alfred drew in a breath, and Arthur felt the man shake on his back. "I-I just want - need, to protect you from this world. Especially when, after all these years, my feelings haven't changed about you."
Arthur then jumped slightly when he felt Alfred's hand sliding beneath him. His heart began to beat rapidly in his chest, and when Alfred's hand came to a stop on his lower stomach, he knew exactly what Alfred wanted.
"I want this to be our child, Arthur. Let me help you get out of here. You'll be safe, and well cared for, and we can raise our child together."
Arthur bit his lip. Still unsure as to what to do. Everything Alfred proposed sounded so perfect. It would save him from twenty years of giving birth to stranger's children, but… what if this Organization's cure didn't work? Could Arthur live knowing he turned his back on the human race? And what if he did go? Could he return to the facility if things didn't turn out? Surely they wouldn't turn a fertile Omega away?
"I… I-I don't know…"
It was Alfred's turn to fall silent. Arthur winced at having said such words, but he honestly didn't know. Alfred had been really kind to him this entire time. He certainly wasn't like that Alpha who had come in before. But- that other Alpha wasn't going to be the norm if Arthur cooperated. It was just so hard to believe when the breeding facilities had been around for generations.
"It's alright. I understand."
Alfred's voice had turned cold, and it sent a shiver down Arthur's spine. There seemed to be an absolute end to their conversation with that, and Arthur's hunch was confirmed when Alfred dismissed anymore of his questions.
"Get some sleep. Tomorrow is the last day."
"You're telling him a lot, Alfred."
"I don't give a shit. We're running out of time, and he still doesn't believe me. I had to tell him about our past. It was my last card." Alfred sulked against the rear wall in the dark, the small slotted window in the wall partially open to allow the Russian room to speak.
"And you think it's going to help?" Ivan's voice dripped with skepticism, which Alfred couldn't blame. Ivan himself had once been where Alfred was now. Now that Ivan was out of the acceptable age range, he'd chosen the behind the scenes route. No matter where he'd been, he'd been successful in every venture. Because of Ivan's success, he was able to get Alfred in to be Arthur's first breeder. That experience in the field was something Alfred should have been listening to, but his heart demanded differently.
"It has to help! It's just all that brainwashing he needs to get past. I know he'll pull through, Ivan. Just stick to the plan for now. I'll get out in time if… things don't change."
There was a heaved sigh on the opposite side of the wall, and Alfred felt his own spirits dwindle. Ivan would give him the chance he needed, but not at the expense of losing the young Alpha to life in prison.
"Alright, Alfred, you know the drill. Don't do anything stupid, because I'll take my damned sweet time breaking you out of prison."
Alfred smirked at his friend's comment, "no worries, man. We'll be leaving with an Omega."
There was a grunt for a reply and the window slid shut, leaving Alfred to his thoughts and hopes that Arthur would change his mind.
Arthur woke much later than normal. Of course, it was hard to tell time in the windowless room, but from how he felt, he'd gotten a solid ten hours. The lack of his need waking him meant he was at the end of his heat. Something that excited Arthur, and also scared him.
He still had yet to make up his mind about Alfred.
Turning his head, he was happy to see the Alpha sound asleep on the opposite side of the small bed. Arms and legs splayed, his mouth hanging open and a little drool running down the side of his mouth. It was an endearing sight, and Arthur chuckled lightly, which immediately stirred Alfred from his sound sleep.
"A-Arthur! Do you need me?"
Arthur could only laugh more at the dazed expression on Alfred's face as he flailed up into a sitting position. The Alpha turned to look down at Arthur now, perplexed, and Arthur only shook his head.
"No, pardon me, I didn't mean to wake you."
Alfred seemed to relax a little at this and turned on his side to face Arthur.
"Don't worry about it, but, now that I'm up, are you hungry? Or something to drink?"
"Some tea would be nice, actually. Thank you."
Alfred smiled and was quick to his feet and to the small window. The slot had already opened by the time Alfred arrived to it, and he was handed a steaming teacup of decaffeinated tea.
"Here you are." Alfred took a seat on the edge of the bed and offered the cup to Arthur.
Arthur took it gratefully, no longer surprised by the service since he knew they could be heard, let alone seen. He took a sip and allowed his mind to muse over what the last few hours would bring. Alfred's scent was beginning to stir him, and he noticed Alfred squirming knowingly too. If he'd gone ten hours without needing Alfred, chances were this time would be their last.
"How are you feeling?" Alfred asked absently as he scooted further down the side of the bed. Arthur felt one of his cheeks being parted and he looked over his shoulder to see Alfred examining his entrance. "You're getting close to needing relief, again." Alfred said, and Arthur suddenly gasped out a moan as Alfred pressed three fingers inside of him. The move pushed some of his slowly building slick out to run down his perineum, sending a shiver up Arthur's spine.
"Y-yeah, for once it didn't wake me up. Emm, that feels good." Alfred had slowly begun to work his fingers in and out of Arthur's loose hole, sending waves of pleasure through Arthur and heightening his need.
"Good. You're about ready for a final breeding."
Arthur nodded, closing his eyes and enjoying having his hole slowly worked by Alfred's fingers. Though, even as the pressure in his body built, Arthur's mind was still wrapping around that one word, 'final'. To think this was almost over, and he'd never see Alfred again.
"Ugn- I think you're ready." Alfred grunted and Arthur turned to see the Alpha's cock at attention. The man was quick to shift into his usual position to mount Arthur, which the Omega eagerly pressed his hips back now to take Alfred's cock, but the moment he felt the slight pressure against his loose muscle, Arthur's mind was shocked to attention.
"No- wait!"
"W-wait?"
Arthur turned to look up at Alfred, noticing the man beginning to shake a little while holding himself up. Their combined scents had grown heavy now, and he knew it was taking everything the Alpha had to not sink himself into the Omega, as much as it was practically killing Arthur to not have that cock inside filling him that instant.
"Ah, I have a request?"
Alfred cocked his head in confusion, and Arthur felt his face heat up. He wasn't so sure why he wanted this but he knew he needed it.
"I… want to do this facing you."
Alfred paused a moment before answering.
"That's not the best way to breed you."
"Oh! W-well, it's no bother. You don't need to-"
"But if I angle your hips high enough, it should be fine. It's what you want that comes first."
Arthur's eyes widened when Alfred actually agreed. He didn't think missionary would be allowed, but when no guards came rushing in to stop them, Arthur had reason to believe this was allowable.
"Ah- right, it is, and I want to do this missionary for a change."
Alfred nodded, and moved to the side. Arthur attempted to roll to his side, but winced as the motion agitated his tailbone and lower abdomen. Alfred noticed this, and was quick to helping Arthur ease onto his back. Once there, Arthur blew out a sigh, finding the different position a relief to his back. Alfred was then quick to shimmy the angled pillow somewhat beneath Arthur's hips to elevate them, while keeping his legs spread and comfortable.
"How is that?"
"Emm, this is nice. Thank you."
Alfred waved it off before moving back between Arthur's legs.
"So long as you're content, that's all that matters. Stress isn't good for conception, remember." Alfred smiled, his hand going down to rub at the slight distension in Arthur's stomach after taking five days worth of seed into him.
Arthur hummed his agreement, though quickly turned to a moan as he felt Alfred's cock press against his hole. His body easily opened to the intrusion, while his muscles naturally pulled Alfred into him.
"Oh yeah- that feels good." Alfred grunted as he filled Arthur balls deep. He gripped Arthur's hips and was quick to begin a slow rhythm before picking up his usual speed. Arthur chorused Alfred's sounds of pleasure for a bit until his mind snapped out of it again, and he paused Alfred's motions with a hand to the man's chest.
"Wait- not like this."
Alfred groaned.
"What?"
Arthur shot Alfred a stern look to the horny Alpha, which had him backing down immediately.
"Sorry, is this not good for you?"
"No," Arthur shook his head, "I just want you more over me. I feel better having your scent surrounding me."
"Right, sorry, I should have figured that." Alfred then bowed over Arthur, pulling his hips higher to meet his own. Their faces were now inches apart from one another, warm breath mixing between them as Alfred found his positioning and began to start thrusting. This was much better, Arthur felt, as that comforting Alpha scent wafted around him, protecting him, but it wasn't entirely what Arthur wanted.
"Open your eyes."
"What?" Alfred had closed them, his focus on his work, until Arthur spoke and those sky blue eyes shot open to meet Arthur's emeralds. "What is it?"
"Apologies, again. I just wanted to look in your eyes. Not being able to see the sky for days has caused me to yearn."
Alfred's face blushed a fierce red, and he looked away a moment, but with a soft touch to his cheek, he was forced to bring his attention back on Arthur.
"Don't look away. I want you to look at me."
Alfred gulped obviously as he obeyed, and was soon back to his normal rhythm. It wasn't long before their joined grunts and pants grew erratic and Alfred was shouting out, pressing his hips forward as deep as he could go, allowing his knot to swell and take inside Arthur. Arthur tossed his head back, breaking their connection for a minute as he grit his teeth, feeling his walls forced to stretch to accommodate Alfred's knot. But once it stopped, and he could feel Alfred's cock steadily pulsing his seed inside of him, he returned his lust filled gaze to Alfred's, leaned up, and lightly pressed his lips to Alfred's.
Arthur expected a moment of shock; expected Alfred to pull away roughly, either frightened of being seen, or maybe disgusted? But instead of any of that, Alfred pressed back against Arthur's lips without a second of hesitation.
"Alfred-" Arthur breathed quietly against the man's lips, his arms wrapping up around the Alpha's strong neck. This only drove Alfred on, as he delved his tongue into Arthur's mouth, exploring and attempting to memorize the cavity. Meanwhile, Alfred's free hand was roaming over his chest and sides, fingertips scouting each dip and peak to his flawlessly pale skin. For that single heated moment, Arthur realized that Alfred had spoken the truth. The man's desperate determination during such a brief connection told Arthur that Alfred didn't want to lose Arthur. Wanted to memorize everything about Arthur out of fear that he would never see the Omega he'd been promised to again.
After they finally parted, they stayed that way, staring into each others eyes, panting for breath. It seemed neither of them knew what to say, a silence had fallen around them. Nothing else existed except what they shared between them. Not even the sound of the heavy door slamming open and male voices shouting from behind them. It wasn't until those bright blue skies were ripped from Arthur's sight that he was startled to the chaos that had surrounded them.
"W-wait, what?!"
"GRAB THE OMEGA! HOLD HIM DOWN, BUT KEEP HIS HIPS ELEVATED, AND TAKE THAT WRETCH OUT OF HERE!"
"W-what is going on!? Alfred?!"
Arthur had sat up, pushing past the daze he'd been in to see Alfred struggling against two strong looking Alphas. He was fighting them, shouting profanities while those blue eyes stayed glued to Arthur's emeralds.
"Relax now. Don't worry, we won't let that Alpha kidnap you like he planned."
Arthur shot his gaze up to one of the large Betas that had pushed his shoulders back to the bed, while another was lifting his hips higher and pressing the inflatable plug into his hole.
"What? NO! LET GO OF ME! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HIM?" Arthur fought against the men holding him down. Panic was setting in, and he tried to raise up to see Alfred, who continued to fight his captors. A third had joined now, a burly silver haired man had stepped in front of Alfred, blocking both of their views.
"That is none of your concern. Now, just relax."
"FUCK YOU!" At that, Arthur managed to wrench his legs free of the other Beta, and kicked as hard as he could, striking the Beta across the face and sending him to the ground in a heap.
"Shit! SOMEONE GET ME A SEDATIVE!"
Arthur's eyes widened and he was now bucking wildly against the man above him, though unfortunately, the other Beta had gotten back up and was soon laying on Arthur's legs to help keep him down.
"Fucking little whore, this will calm you down."
Arthur heard the growled words, but was soon left gasping as the plug wedged inside him was pumped up. It was pumped larger than when Alfred had done it, and with his body still under the effects of his heat, it made him unconsciously relax. Unfortunately, it relaxed him at the worst time, as another Beta had rushed in and he suddenly felt the sharp pinch of a needle in his ass, startling him awake and thrashing about once more.
"NO! AH- STOP THIS! ALFRED!"
"ARTHUR!"
"Get that fucking Alpha out of here! The hell are you people doing?"
Arthur just managed to see past the Betas surrounding him, and it seemed they hadn't thought very well about allowing Alphas in a room saturated with Omega pheromones. The Alphas were still holding Alfred back, but they were far from doing a good job of it. Only the silver haired one seemed unaffected.
"ARTHUR! DON'T BELIEVE WHAT THEY TELL YOU! I'LL FIND YOU! I LOVE YOU!"
Arthur's eyes shot open on those three words, the drugs he'd been pumped with already taking quick effect. He almost believed he'd been hearing things, only after it was said, he watched as the large silver haired Alpha punched Alfred in the gut, sending him doubling over, unconscious.
"NO! A-Alfred!"
His body was growing weak fast, and all he could do was watch as the Alphas easily dragged Alfred from the room, and he was gone.
"No- bring him back, damn y-you."
"Shh- now, you're at a delicate stage. Just relax."
"To hell with… your relaxing. Let me go- f-fucking wankers."
Arthur could barely move, could barely comprehend what was going as the heavy sedative worked its way through his body. He hardly even felt himself being lifted and placed on a cushioned stretcher. The men around him had grown fuzzy, as he briefly heard clamps being locked and a tightness around each wrist and ankle. His hips were raised up, legs kept spread, and then the light touch of a sheet being draped over his nude form. What happened next was at a loss to Arthur, as all he remembered was blackness.
A/N: That's it for Part 6! Quite the scuffle there at the end. Lots of emotions being tossed around too. Hehe Curious as to what's going to happen to our lovely little couple? Be sure to check out the final chapter next time! ;)