Alpha, Beta, but Never an Omega
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Chapter 5: Bat – Habits
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Based on Ed Sheeran's song here. Damn. Contains some rather raunchy bits. Sleep deprived.
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The night time stretch was good; this night in Gotham made Dick sweat in his casual but finer fabrics. Slade had gotten his psuedo- omega something for the occasion in a case he'd be shuffling off to their meeting and dinner. Maybe ashowif someone passed the bill over.
This Ritz Rooftop business was to be led, nothing more. Only a bat would ask to see their enemy illuminated under the moon. Slade had nothing to hide. Dick was going to agree that a partner was all he needed. After that rough a fuck, it could have twisted her perception of the real world. Slade only hoped Dick wouldn't try to cry wolf to papa bear. Wayne would know, as the two were escorted to a table at the highest floor. The dim lights were overtly romantic and highly over-rated for a place that mostly mob and movie producers frequented.
Not too far back along, Dick could see the bat in his tailor appeal being ogled by the cats of this creamy top.
He motioned those green eyes to his son, he was sure Dick saw as the three sat. Dick was there as Slade reached to shake. None whatsoever, Bruce would not be pressed as he knew the man carrying that eyepatch.
"What did you tell him, why is Wilson –
"So,moresecrets from your ward." Slade tapped a nail to the table as Dick tried not to give away his position. He was…supposedto a possession.
Bruce sniffed and smelled it on them both. Someone tonight would end up on the ground. "Slade. I demand you remove yourself –
"Not likely to happen." Slade smirked and plucked up his black briefcase from earlier to place it on the table with a hard clack. "Go on, show your old Alpha what we've been up to."
Dick groaned and pulled down his shirt collar, Bruce' neck was now a pepper cherry as his emerald eyes emerged from a very dark place. "You let him??? Tell me?? Was this…you aren't legal, Wilson –
"Hush. It's just a bite. It's to cement our true relationship when he does come of, "post – presenting" age." Slade clarified. "He was saved by me, and we agreed that you harbored some animosity towards the boy. I took pity the only way I knewyou'dpay attention, Wayne." Slade undid the latch to his briefcase with a double, click.
"This will be a positive change. I'll even allow you to continue funding his education before the big move."
"Slade…?" Dick seeped a breath. "When were you going to-
"Wait, your father gets to have his say. Don't you, Wayne?" Slade refused to open the case as Bruce's eyes swung between his son, the mad man making a bid on the boy's future as his mate, and the strange black briefcase.
"I won't stand by and watch Dick throw away his life in a Stockholm development case. I'm fighting this and he's getting that scar removed."
"No, B. I'm stay –
"You're not legal, and I still have the right bring you home, Dick." Snarled the other Alpha billionaire. "Slade is just looking to take advantage-
"Like you and Alfred did by not saying WHAT I am?" Dick slid his eyes over to the case.
"I- i'm telling you…you were –
"Cat got your tongue, Wayne?" Chuckled the white-haired mercenary. "If you're done bitching to mine, then we can arrange a few things before Richard graduates too late. He's welcome to pursue any career he chooses. I'll even train him to resist other Alpha. My way."
"Like HELL –
"I mean it…" Swallowed the boy as Slade and Bruce were halted by the kid's remorseful voice. "You would keep me in a position I didn't even ask for, because you think I'm just…not, right? That I don't have anything by om-
"You're not."
"I AM." Hissed the kid. "I always had a touch of it, but you kept that from me." Dick's lip curled up at Bruce and his cruelty. Caring was cruel, Slade was at least honest. He'd not have to be his omega for life. This was just their arrangement.
"You'll be…You'll be in danger always with this man." Growled the frustrated alpha. His scent was murky and hinted on avarice. Wanting Dick to stay, to not belong to this mercenary. To not be touched...
"I can't stop fighting to keep you safe. Like your parents wanted."
Dick bit back a gasp. Slade inclined the last latch of the briefcase as a paper flew out for him to snatched up. "The forms, to take him off of your hands. Or else my legal team can find reason to get him a new adoptee."
"I won't sign it." Bruce decisively said. "Dick, I didn't do this or…Alfred will be fine. You don't need to be this spoiled –
"Slade. Open it. I'll sign my part." Slade was one step as he handed Dick a black necklace box instead. The kid blinked as Bruce went for the box, the link flipping open to release a diamond studded collar with a star sapphire in the center of it.
Dick's eyes never left the box as Bruce caught it. His grip was ready to shove the thing out into the floor for someone else to step on.
"Wayne, that wasn't meant for you."
"SEND. THIS. BACK." Seeking his demise, with lips curled up, the man was certainly unfurled in his anger. Slade was calm, poker face and all, yet Dick didn't know what to do. Stunned as he was, he tried to speak up. "It's mine, Bruce."
"HE'S marking you with this. His scent, his…object!" Growled the alpha. "My ward isn't for sale."
"I never was, Bruce! Iwantedto leave your family!!"
The adult hunched down as he dropped the studded garbage. He felt like garbage. If only he'd told the truth sooner. If only he could right this. Dock wasn't one to be set free, yet this new alpha was cutting up all protocol. All rules. Bringing them back to years ago, when omega had no other alternatives but to serve their alphas.
It made his blood curdle as Slade plucked out a pen and wrote down on a slip his expected time frame for all of these changes.
" Oneweek.Oneweek, or the course of your life will be one offspring short of one very "special" little bird."
The strong ended threat dripped off his tongue, right into the champagne scent of happy and giddy types that came to make similar transactions under the light of a visible moon bow.
Dick stuck to his seat as Bruce's hand never moved. Wayne slowly got up, and rigidly, walked away out the door and to his vehicle without lifting a brow. Dick was only alone until the man's legal team pinned the white-haired alpha for rape and abduction of a borderline – type dependent.
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In the cab back, Dick knew that Bruce was going to plot, brood and then some. In Dick's lap was the briefcase where Slade had recovered the priceless collar. The one that was, no….Sladehadsomehow had all that time behind the kid's back, whether or not stolen, and his foiled plot wasn't over by a hair.
Dick was supposed to wear that,as his blood ran cold. Dick couldn't think as Slade nudged him to leave the cab.
He almost didn't want to.
The lights went on to Slade's bedroom and the boy froze again at a replaying memory of what he did in that king size the night before against his wishes.
"Dick?" Slade could tell that a number of things had the boy, conflicted. "He didn't do any of that for you. It was for his reputation. If he said –
"We, made a promise." Dick wiped his eyes as they tried to water right in front of the man. He wasn't part omega; he was a beta. A secondary set to an al –
"I'm not…" He choked on his thoughts as they were swallowed back down as Slade moved to find the time to set up a second space on the sofa. He patted down some pillows and even laid out a sheet and a pair of sleep shorts with a baggy tee for the teen. "It's late. You can rest here, it's been a long night."
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Down the hall, the man didn't bother returning as Dick smelled the man's distress over every cover and waft of dust free air in the complex. Slade didn't come out if the other room which had to be a study or an office of some sort.
Dick whistled through his nose and hugged his arms to his chest as he went to start up a bath and not just a shower this time.
Slade had a pretty big set up of a Jacuzzi as Richard slipped off his garments and dropped right into the bubbling suds. Itwasa long day. Slade had no idea what he had started. The bat was now hell bent on getting the courts involved to take Dick away for good. His parents never wanted him treated like this; Dick grumbled into the waves as he submerged into them, beautifully.
They wanted him to fly free and not feel so tied down to obligations that weren't his to have. What, if Bruce took him away from being an officer in another city, would he get to ever be if the man got his way –
Dick flustered as he remembered that hand, that anger...
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~ "I won't stand by and watch Dick throw away his life in a Stockholm development case. I'm fighting this and he's getting that scar removed." ~
A Stockholm, case? If he thought it had to beanythingclose, that was just…. not the case at all. Dick had made a promise, Slade would abide by it. He was going to keep his hands off, this was only to take Dick from …
Dick's eyes widened as he recalled something…
~ "HE'S marking you with this. His scent, his…object!" Growled the alpha. "My ward isn't for sale." ~
It was for show, nothing more.
Slade…Dick had heavily sighed into the suds. His eyes dropped a bit as he soon gave into his stress and fatigue. The suds had kept going as night took his body temp, down…down….
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The boy sneezed upon first shiver. He was in his clothes and it was…
S- s- so - c- cold.
"Idiot." The man above him was wasting no time as Dick squirmed, even fully clothed against what looked to be a sleeping white haired grizzly. Dick didn't even have his arms back to pound and protest into the male's chest.
"Awake…?" The adult huffed lazily into the teen's neck. Dick felt his body shiver as his legs were close to kicking, the man's twisted before his own to trap him like vines in a differentgarden of eden. Had they not been forced to spoon on the bed, it might have been a body pillow instead of a serpent at his backside.
"You fell fast asleep in the tub. Thought I'd warm you since you were icy as death. Poor thing."
Dick hid his face as Slade never wanted to stop taunting him into submission. "Wayne might care too much. Think of it. If he had never found you an arranged mate, you might have become eventually…Mrs.Wayne."
Icy dread filled his throat as Dick never saw or could imagine,Brucein such a place. "He's…he's not that kind of alpha-
"You're unmanageable." Slade dictated with a light, warm squeeze. "Unmarried and, you werelateto have your heatuntilthe incident that you nearly were raped by some low-level thieves. Face it, not even your own sweethearts could handle what I can just fine." Slade nuzzled down into the bite as Dick tried to toss his head back and slam into the man, had he not been dropped by the grip and flipped over to straddle the man's chest, clung there steadily as he stared down angrily at the mad man's cunning smirk. "Whowould have you? I heard any one beta or even omega for that matter that has ever courted you has said your scent is never satisfying enough. That you have nothing to give to your partner."
"Why was that necklace in the box." Dick's body could not pull away as Slade kept the kid pinned above him. "You're still shaking. That pretty sapphire was gorgeously, hand-picked. Less than a year ago, my head and body said that you'd be coming. Are you so certain that bonded soul mates are only a myth?"
"Yes." Dick snipped and shut his eyes. "I do believe they are just some false, manipulative garbage to sell onto an…a type. I don't think that it's possible."
"No omega can be asexual, didn't you know that?"
Dick's heart went quietly as he shook his head. "She…. you know way too much." Dick snorted "How long since, was thisgoingto happen?" He accused the man. "That you'd expect me tohappento follow you someday?"
"Since the day when you were first my apprentice." The adult spoke rather fondly. "Once. On that day, I scented from your tears, of anotherbetrayal." The man said. "You also skipped a heat, which at your age would have happened at sixteen, had you been ready...but you did not have it. Even as I'd checked your vitals back then and saw aslowspike. Funny. Because no such "beta" has this, only omega do at their peak of a –
"Let me go." Snarled the boy, quietly. "I can't sleep here."
"You were going to have hypothermia." Slade interjected. "Here, let me feel if Ithinkyou're ready."
"Stop it!" Dick didn't have a choice as both lean wrists ended up in one hand, while the other felt his forehead to see if his spell had broken. "I suppose you're fine, there should be an electric blanket in the closet by the living area." The man pulled away his hands as Dick pushed himself directly off of the man. Glowering back, he went for the sofa and he realized that it wasn't far. He took the man's advice, but wondered…
Had Slade been preparing for his heat? Was that why everything was so predetermined here?
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Ok…
So, Slade is stating that if Dick had been the soul mate type of borderline beta, that Wayne might have taken him instead if no one could ever court the kid?? And he was holding onto that collar and apparently knew this since Dick was fifteen. Way effed. So, he's been partly groomed this whole time. At eighteen, all if that progress can't be a waste, but will Dick take the plunge and cement any bonds as Slade expects, and his he really the same soul mate type or lying to tick of Wayne and take what he wants? Find out!
Next is a tricky topic on sex change though I am no genius on the process. Now, eyes front and center! Once again, no parts on our boy! That is what this controversy is about. Partly sexual identification. Also, Slade said Omega can't be asexual to scare Dick into thinking no one will love him. That Babs just wasn't able to cope except for himself and Bruce….
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