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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      DCU_(Comics), Batman_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Dick_Grayson/Damian_Wayne, Minor_or_Background_Relationship(s)
  Character:
      Dick_Grayson, Damian_Wayne, Bruce_Wayne, Jason_Todd, Tim_Drake, Talia_al
      Ghul, Thomas_Wayne_Jr.
  Additional Tags:
      Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Alternate_Universe_-_Royalty, Sexual_Slavery,
      Explicit_Sexual_Content, Possessive_Behavior, Ambiguous_Age, Dubious
      Consent, Other:_See_Story_Notes, Mating_Cycles/In_Heat, Claiming,
      Marking, Loss_of_Virginity, Restraints, Self-Lubrication, Orgasm_Denial,
      Canon-Typical_Violence, Mpreg
  Series:
      Part 2 of Unconventional_A/B/O_fics
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-02-12 Updated: 2017-08-24 Chapters: 9/? Words: 25541
****** Lust of the Demon ******
by 13943
Summary
     The young alpha prince makes a feisty omega soldier as his own
     personal sex slave
Notes
     Hi there! :D
     so me and my friend DSA have been talking about DamiDick situations
     and I shared about this royalty au i've been wanting to write, then
     she suggested to make it a/b/o and we just exploded. anyways this is
     the result of us talking about it and i hope you guys will enjoy it^^
     on a tiny note, this has the same warning as my previous a/b/o work
     regarding the whole DamiDick dynamic plus this has more rape(?)
     scenes and damian's much younger in here (i imagine him to be around
     16-17) but you can imagine him as an adult if you want, that why i
     tagged it as ambiguous age and fear not, their relationship will get
     better and actually have a really nice ending :^)
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
Stripped of his armor and clothing, Dick is forced to crouch on the ground just
to cover himself with his body. Anger and humiliation fills his mind as he
could feel the prying eyes of his enemies all on him. Despite of his futile
attempt to cover himself, he still feels naked—vulnerable.
Heavy footsteps make their way near him as their leader, a young alpha, Dick
guesses he’s young since his face still have some baby fat on his face even
though he’s tall and have a well-defined muscle beneath the heavy armor, he has
short spiky black hair and sharp teal-colored eyes staring at him. His scent is
musky and intoxicating.
The young alpha walks leisurely around him like he’s eyeing a prized object.
Dick bites the inside of his cheek while his palms ball themselves out of
anger.
“Pretty little thing aren’t you?” hearing his voice being all low and demanding
brings more humiliation in his face. It makes Dick cringe. He hates it, hates
how the young alpha standing right in front of him freely caressing his face
without restraint. It makes him feel violated. He wants to swat the hand away
but the constant fear of being in front of several people, alone and naked,
freezes him. He doesn’t even want to think what could happened if he moves.
Strong calloused fingers suddenly pull his face up, forcing him to look up at
his captor. “An omega soldier, huh? I’ve never seen one before. Is your kingdom
that desperate for soldiers that they even recruit omegas in their ranks?” Dick
swallows all his fear and lets out a growl of his own. For a different reason
this time, he always carried this stigma about being an omega wherever he went.
He heard all the back talk about him wanting to join the army instead of
staying at home and be a good omega. It took all his hard work and perseverance
to gain other’s respect and to think, him being an omega, is the current reason
why he’s not dead hurts his pride more.
“F-fuck you!” he retaliates, only to be given a response of chorus laughter
among the soldiers present. Even their leader had his own fair share of
laughter.
“Cute.” That’s all the young alpha replies with. He was the one who’s
responsible for most of the slaughter of his allies and the decapitation of his
leader while Dick is forced to watch from the sideline. It’s hard to believe
someone so young could be capable of such acts but at the same time stare at
him with much adoration. Dick couldn’t help but blush, dammit, if it wasn’t for
his upcoming heat, he wouldn’t find the young alpha handsome or let alone
attractive.
He’s distracted from his thoughts when the young prince suddenly lifts him off
the ground. Now, he’s standing so close to him, their noses almost touch each
other. His breathe hitches, the young alpha’s alluring scent have become much
stronger now.
“Mphf!” his eyes have grown wide open when the young alpha forces his lips pass
inside his mouth. Dick tries to push the young man away but the young alpha
forces himself deeper inside him. He could feel his warm tongue exploring the
insides of his mouth, swallowing every sound escaping through his lips. Dammit!
He’s a good kisser.If this will continue. Dick can’t tell what will happened
next. His knees are starting to get wobbly and his vision is starting to blur,
the young alpha continues on his assault to his mouth with much force and
dominance that Dick couldn’t restrain his moans any longer.
An arm wound its way up around his waist, tightly securing their spot together.
This is bad.He tells himself while trying to push him away with what’s left of
his strength. Alas, he fails. By the time they part their lips, a small trail
of saliva appear between them. Dick loses his balance but the young alpha holds
on to him. Licking the saliva off his chin with much delight, the young prince
announces, “By the time I get back, I want all your tasks finished. That means
all the prisoners should be in the cage, all the treasures in the chest and
everything else in flames, got it?”
“As you wish Lord Damian.” Everyone reply in unison with their heads bow down.
Damian lets out a content look before pulling Dick closer to his arms. “I will
be in my quarters and shall not be disturbed.”
Dick is so lost from the kiss he got that he doesn’t realize he’s being carried
by him. “Come now my pet, we’ll have a long night ahead of us.”
Pet? It takes him a few seconds to fully understand what he mean by it and by
the time it hit him, his body quickly springs into action. He pushes himself
away from him but when the prince refuses to let go of him. He punches him
right on the face. Relief courses through his face as Damian fully lets go of
him. He dashes for the nearest escape he could find only to be easily
intercepted by Damian and within seconds he’s on the ground again. His face is
brutally slam on the cold hard ground while his arms are both held behind his
back. Dick groans from the pain as the young alpha continues to push him
further on the ground.
“Tell me, do you want to be taken here? Right in front of my men?” his voice
sounds playful yet angry at the same time. Dick doesn’t want to be taken here,
anywhere or ever. In fact he always prided himself for not submitting to any
alpha or beta presented in front of him. But this, this is completely
different. He could see the threat as clear as day.
Damian’s men all have an amused look on their faces, like they’re going to be
presented with a show. Dick tries to wriggle his way out of Damian’s hold but
the hardening erection pressing on his backside holds the threat to be very
real and possible. He whimpers, no matter what he’ll do there’s no escaping it.
Trying to control a sob escaping his throat, he shakes his head as an answer.
If he’s going to be taken today, at least it would be better if no one could
see it, it’ll save him more the humiliation.
“Good.” Soon enough, the heavy weight on his back disappears. This time, the
young prince pushes him to move. Dick could see a small red bruise forming on
his face, at least it’s good to know he’s not the only one who’s getting hurt
from this.
“You should be lucky.” Dick’s taken aback by what he just said. He wants to ask
why but somehow, he feels a huge lump on his throat. “No one has ever hurt me
this much.” He whispers close to his ear, his hands wrap their away around his
neck and hips. Dick wants to push him away but no matter what he’ll do, Damian
easily overpowers him. So instead of fighting back, he just allowed the young
prince to do whatever he wants to his body.
By the time they reach the prince’s quarters. Dick have thought that his will
to fight back have faded though he didn’t expect himself to lash out on him
when a heavy metal collar is placed around his neck. “I will never be yours!”
he screams while trying to tug the collar off his neck, the sound of the chain
attached to it echoes through the spacious area.
Damian merely chuckles looking pleased with what he has done. Dick falls silent
when the young alpha starts stripping himself in front of him. He’s body starts
to sense the real danger here, he’s getting scared. He’s never felt anything
like this from an alpha before, though in his defense no alpha have went this
far just to claim him.
Like a predator stalking its prey, his teal colored eyes stare at him with much
hunger. Dick tries to calm himself, tries to not be afraid of him but when
Damian pulls the chain with such force that Dick’s body is press against his
chest. For someone so young, Damian’s chest is too firm and broad. Dick tries
to distract himself wondering how long did he train to get in such shape.
His heavy body pressing against his, they both fall at the mountain of soft
silks and pillows when Damian gives him another strong and powerful kiss. Dick
has his back press on the soft silk sheets while Damian is on top of him. He
tries to wiggle his way out of him but the young alpha had him cornered while
continuing on placing kisses around his face and neck.
“St—stop! Don’t.” he begs while trying to push Damian away. He still couldn’t
comprehend the fact he’s going to be taken here, it scares him. Tears are now
starting to fall from his eyes as the young alpha’s mouth lap on his sensitive
skin, sharp teeth scrapping on his neck—marking him as his own—as his
possession.
It continues on for a few more minutes. No matter what angle Dick will try to
move his body away from him, Damian will just mark any part being presented to
him. Licking, kissing and then sucking on the delicate skin makes Dick shiver
in arousal. Damian does know how to push his buttons completely. He tries to
conceal his moans by biting the backside of his palm but Damian pins both of
his wrists on top of his head.
“You make such beautiful sounds.” He practically purrs before nipping the outer
shell of Dick’s ear this made Dick blush even more. He could feel his cock
getting harder and harder between his thighs.  I don’t want this, I don’t want
this,he tells himself that but he could feel his body betraying his mind as
something wet starts to drip down his hole.
Damian’s free hand have run it’s away down to his erection and gives it a
painful squeeze. Tugging it teasingly, he starts to stroke and then thrust his
hand with such fervor. Dick whines from the waves of pleasure he’s getting. His
hole quivers in excitement. His skin being marked and his cock being played
with, he couldn’t take more of it as he comes after a few seconds.
He takes deep breathes from the sudden assault, instead of feeling high the
climax, fear clouds his mind. Surely, this isn’t the only thing Damian has for
him in stored.
“You’re mine now and don’t ever forget that.” He says as he tugs the collar in
punctuation, Dick fights the urge to cower. He doesn’t want this, all the
reaction he’s getting is purely physiological, there’s no way, he’ll ever be—
“You’re wet already down here, aren’t we?” he lets out an amused chuckle. Dick
shudders from the sudden intrusion in his hole. First it’s only one finger
thrusting inside him, then the other two joins in shortly after that.
Three fingers have gone inside him, stretching him wide as possible. Dick
couldn’t control his moans any longer as the young alpha manages to find the
spot that makes him wither in pleasure. Continuously thrusting on the same
spot, he would have come the second time if Damian hadn't pull his fingers out
of him so suddenly.
Sheepishly looking at the younger man. Dick feels more disappointed than relief
after the loss of warmth inside him. “I guess you’re ready now.” His voice
barely sounds audible anymore, his hot breathe feels tingly beneath his sweaty
skin.
Dick’s head is getting clouded with pleasure as the prince holds on to his
knees, kissing and marking his inner thigh before he proceeds to spreading his
legs apart. Dick lets out a chocked moan when he begins to feel Damian slowly
penetrating him.
“A-ah!” he unconsciously wraps his arms around his neck. His breathing uneven
until the prince’s cock fully sheaths inside him. Suddenly his chest feels
warm, is this his heat coming to its peak? He doesn’t know but the feeling of
finally being filled makes him feel good, so good to the point one would call
it euphoric. He never felt this great before. Maybe it’s not so bad to
surrender to his instincts once in a while.
Damian starts to move inside him, slowly. Dick lets himself go and spreads his
legs even wider for Damian. He feels so amazing inside him, so big and hot and
the way he sets his pace, god, it’s like being in a state of pleasure and pain
all muddled together. “Ngh, right there, alpha. Ah!” Dick mewls out as he rolls
his hips at the same pace as Damian’s.
Damian brushes his sweat soaked hair, tucking it behind his ear just so he
could fully see his eyes. “I want to hear you scream my name.” He says
hoarsely. He then plants kisses around Dick’s neck and chest, like he’s
claiming and marking him in every inch of his body.
“N-no.” Dick tries to protest but is stopped when Damian kisses him on the
lips. It wasn’t like the previous kiss he experienced, it wasn’t to show
dominance or power but rather loving and tender. Dick’s even feels more light
headed than before, he lets his tongue roll around against his. Sucking on
Damian's sweet juices before biting on his lower lip. 
“My name is Damian.” He whispers deeply. “And I want to hear you call my name
when you come.”
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     Title change from Collared, Tied and Marked to Lust of the Demon
     (thanks to DSA for the new title <3
     warnings: dub-con, restraints, mention of loss of virginity
Dick wakes up with his head feeling heavy and his body sore all over. The
memory of his surrender in bed runs deep in his mind. Humiliation and shame
consumes him. He wanted to wallow in those feelings more but he realizes it’s
the perfect time to escape since the prince is not around.
He tries moving his body but winces at the feeling of the prince’s cum running
down his thighs. Disgusting,he thinks to himself while trying to ignore it but
the discovery of him not only having a collar around his neck but also shackles
are placed around his arms and legs distracts him. “Shit!” he mumbles. There’s
no way he can escape having all these restraints over his body.
“Awake now I see?” As soon as Dick sees the prince standing behind him, his
face looking all too happy and smug. Dick frowns. The young alpha is dressed
with only plain shirt and trousers. He doesn’t wear any armor nor weapons but
he’s still wearing more clothes than Dick.
There’s an obvious hint of redness in Dick’s cheeks, he covers himself with the
sheets lying haphazardly around him though it’s not the real reason why he’s
blushing. ”My name is Damian and I want to hear you call my name when you
come.”Damian… The way he called his name many times over and over earlier.
Holding on to him tightly as he begged him to fuck him hard. It was so
embarrassing that his cheeks starts to burn even more. His hands curling into
balls of fist. He’s angry at himself right now.
“You’re thinking about what happened between us earlier, huh?” Damian leans in
closer, his hands creep their way around Dick’s face, Dick easily maneuver his
way not to be touched. There’s no way in hell he’ll remain here and be this
man’s property. Damian only lets out a low chuckle as a response before tugging
the chain attached to the collar with great force.
Dick stumbles, his upper body being yanked closer to the prince’s torso. Dick
gulps for what might happened next. He still couldn’t believe it. Him of all
people! He always believed in himself to never be persuaded by any alpha or
beta just because he’s an omega. For years, he forced himself to never give in
to his omega instincts but to think, a young alpha, someone whose years younger
than him took him so easily and effortlessly.
The feeling of shame sinks deeper.
“You’re loud when you want to. Screaming my name so many times. Just admit it,
you liked it right? You liked it so much when I hold you down and take you.
Fucking you until you pass out. ” there’s an obvious playfulness in Damian’s
tone, his fingers making their way around his face, slowly caressing it. Dick
shots him a look. Damian gives him an amused smirk. “Really? Even with what
happened between us earlier, you still continue to defy me. You’re a tough
omega, aren’t you?” He then lets go of the chain and cups his chin. “I like
it.” he whispers before licking Dick’s ear. He shudders upon contact.
“I will never be yours!” Dick hisses while pushing him away but Damian doesn’t
budge. Instead, the young prince pushes him back in the bed. “I have my own
patience you don’t want to test and you won’t like it when I’m enraged. You got
that pet?”  His eyes staring intently at him. The way he holds him tightens. So
much so that it causes Dick to cringe from the pain. Dick tries to fidget,
tries to remove himself from him but with the chains around his body, it’s
almost impossible to do so.
“I’m no one’s pet and I have a name!” Dick shouts, his body has given up on
trying to escape from Damian’s grasp.
“Does it matter? You’re mine now and I will call you what I see fit.” He
retorts. His hands slowly running around his flat stomach. Dick flinches at
each contact. “It was your first time wasn’t it?” he asks in amusement. Dick
shots him a growl, Damian laughs at his futile attempt in asserting dominance. 
“Don’t worry it was mine too.”
Dick’s taken aback. He doesn’t know what to say. There are millions of things
running in his mind right now that he just looks back at the young prince with
a surprised expression.
“What? You expect me to sleep with any omega I could find?”
Yes, if you weren’t then, I wouldn’t be in this predicament in the first place.
He couldn’t find the courage to say it out loud, somehow his throat feels dry.
He licks his lips, he must have been so focus on his shame and embarrassment
that he completely forgot how thirsty he is.
“You’re thirsty aren’t you? Here.” Damian removes a leather pouch, a canteen,
around his waist and presenting it right in front of him. Dick’s eyes
immediately focuses on the canteen, he never realize how thirsty he is until
now. Out of desperation, Dick shamelessly takes it from Damian’s hand and
drinks it slovenly.
The coolness of the water feels great in his hot body. It’s so refreshing. He
didn’t even mind the obscene sound he’s making as he empties the canteen within
second. He wants more but the canteen is already empty, he taps the bottom part
just to be sure the water’s all gone. He looks back at the prince with a needy
look.
Damian lets out a small laugh. “I know omegas tend to feel thirsty whenever
they’re in heat. You want more don’t you?” Dick’s attention shifted after
discovering the prince have another canteen in his hand. He tries to take it
but the prince yanks on his chain. Making him stumble and the prince have a
victorious smirk on his face as the omega looks up on him. Brushing on his
luscious lips, Damian says, “I will give this to you. But I want to give it to
you personally. Open wide.” Popping the canteen open, he drinks plenty of it in
one gulp.
Dick’s skeptical, he doesn’t want to engage back in such activities with the
prince. Surely, he can find another way to quench his thirst. But Damian
already pushes his lips against his. He hesitantly opens his mouth and Damian
presses further.
Drinking the water is most useless since Damian continue on pushing his tongue
further and further down to his throat. Dick almost chokes from the action
along with the water gushing inside his mouth. He tries to push him away but
Damian has a tight grip around his neck. He stops fighting as he swallows the
water given to him, though most of it is spilling out from his lips since
Damian’s more engross in kissing him than actually giving him the water.
After a few more repetition of the action. Damian finally lets go of him. Dick
coughs some of the water out of his mouth before wiping off the excess water
from his lips and his cheeks turn redder from humiliation.
“You look so pretty.” He pulls his collar again and his fingers tilting his
chin, urging Dick to look up at him. His teal colored eyes glistening in
arousal. Dick wants to push him but the next wave of his heat is coming up. He
shudders as the prince starts thumbing his lower lip before kissing him again.
It started small and chaste, but as their lips lick and suck everything and
anything they could get their mouth on. Dick starts to wrap his hands around
his neck and spreading his legs for Damian while the young alpha pushes him
down on the bed, his hands wonder around his thighs, massaging it languidly.
Dick whines. His skin starts to heat up and just the feeling of the young
prince’s hands around him makes him wither. He needs to stop his instincts
taking over. He still needs to escape. Needs to find a way to stop Damian from
advancing. Dick moans after feeling a Damian’s erection between his legs.
No, not again.Mustering all of his strength. Dick manages to kick Damian in the
gut when the prince started to undress himself. Sparing no time to feel guilty
what he’d done. Dick runs towards the exit as fast as he could. Not minding how
small the steps he can take or the rattling sounds the shackles and chains make
each time he takes a step.
Just a little more and he can see the faint light peeking through the tent.
“Why are you so determined to escape, huh?” Damian breezily catches him.
Pinning him down on the floor. “There’s nothing left for you to return to.
Everything is now gone.” No, Dick refuse to believe it. Dick wiggles his way
out of the young prince’s hold but Damian doesn’t budge. “Can you hear that?”
 Damian asks, his mouth lightly brushing against Dick’s ear. Dick doesn’t know
it mean yet he complies as he closes his eyes and let his ears listen. It’s
faint but it’s still present, the sound of the crackling fire in the open air
and people’s footsteps wondering around the area and if he concentrates enough
he can even smell it burning.
Everything he knows and loves about his kingdom is now burning right in front
of him, yet he couldn’t even do anything about it. Dick internally curses. He
can grieve about the loss of his kingdom in the future but right now, what he
needs to do is, “Do-does it matter? Anywhere is better than to be here!”
“Oh really?“ Dick feels a tight grip on his penis, he gasps upon the sudden
contact. “You continue to defy me and to add it all up, you kicked me. This
isn’t the appropriate behavior for someone like you. You won’t remain
unpunished.” Damian’s hand begins to pump his cock. Dick bites his lower lip to
conceal a moan but the young alpha’s relentless and starts to bite him around
the shoulder.
“Don’t! Please…” he begs but Damian doesn’t falter. His free hand snakes its
way around his ass, kneading it with much enthusiasm.
“No, you need to learn what authority means.” He growls and the next thing Dick
realizes is that he’s back in the bed, in all fours. “Training is imperative.”
“Wh-what do you mean?” Dick looks back at the prince, he flinches a little. By
just staring at Damian’s intense gaze sends shivers down to his spine. This is
bad,Dick’s instincts are screaming at him but fear has paralyzed his body. He
wants to move but he can’t, no matter how much he screams at his body to move,
even just a little.
Without preamble, Damian sinks his cock inside him. “Still wet from my cum
earlier, I see.” he says in much amusement as he starts to thrust inside him.
His hands digging deep around his hips.
Dick tightly grips on the sheets, just because the young alpha’s cum is still
present inside him, it still hurts how Damian easily enters him without
preparation and thrusting inside him rapidly. He bites his lower lip, not
allowing any sound escape while Damian continues to fuck him. No, he won’t
allow history to repeat itself. He needs to stop the alpha from claiming him
again, he needs to stop liking the feeling of being owned, filled and fucked.
This isn’t like him at all. This is not what he used to be, he’s not—
“You’re getting close now, aren’t you?” the young prince’s voice is getting
raspy, his breathing is getting shorter and the way he holds him starts to get
painful. Dick could barely process what he said before Damian starts to plant
kisses around his neck and jaw, it feels so good that Dick merely moans in
response.
His tight hole clenching around Damian even more. The way he hold him, the he
treats him, it hurts but in a good way. So much so that he’s almost reaching
climax. His grip on the sheets tightens, his knuckles starting to turn white.
His cock is leaking out with pre-cum non-stop, if only he can reach out for his
cock and stroke it then.
Damian slaps his hands away. “Remember, you’re being punished.” Damian states
and one of his hand holds on to Dick’s cock, firmly squeezing the base of it.
Dick lets out a high frustrated whine. The prince pays him no mind and
continues to snap his hips, his cock buried deep inside him, hitting him in the
perfect spot. Dick continues to cry out, mewling in pleasure at everything and
anything Damian is doing to him. He wants more of it. “Don’t stop.” He could
barely finish the sentence before Damian plunges his mouth inside him.
With a quick peck on the lips, his teal colored eyes meet against his, “I have
no intention of stopping.” He quips, his rhythm is getting slower and with a
grunt, he cums inside of him. Dick moans as the feeling of something hot
starting to fill him. “I think a few more rounds and I can let you cum.”
What? No, he needs to be released now! There’s no way he can stand being denied
for too long. He needs it, he tries rolling his hips around the sheets, letting
himself to get any sort of relief but Damian’s hand remains unmovable. Dick
feels frustrated from it.
The realization of how cruel Damian can be starts to sink in. Dick could feel
Damian’s hand slowly teasing him, his cock would be stroked or pumped a few
times before squeezing his base back again. His heat may have cool down a bit
but still… he feels so empty, so unsatisfied.
“Pl-please…” he begs while thrashing his head. Even saying that word feels
weird, “let me cum!”
A laugh escape past Damian’s throat. “And why should I? You hurt your master,
you tried to escape, you disobeyed me.” at each word Damian drops, his hand
presses harder and harder around his cock. Dick closes his eyes, he’s really
starting to get desperate here, “Damian—master— please! I will do anything you
say, just let me cum!”
“Anything you say?”
Dick starts to realize what he just said but that doesn’t matter, right now, he
needs to be released. “Y-yes! I will do anything! I won’t fight you anymore, I
will stop trying to escape, I will openly spread my legs for you. Just
please…pleasepleasepleaseplease, let me cum.” he pleads, his voice getting
shaky and weak.
Then, everything becomes silent, he’s afraid Damian would have refuse the offer
but the feeling of his hand finally moving away from his base and starts to
stroke him and within seconds, Dick comes over between the prince’s hand and
his abdomen. Relief and euphoria feels his body. Catching his breath, he hears
Damian saying, “Oh my sweet pet. You don’t know what you know what you’re
putting yourself into.”
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Notes
     DSA made an amazing art for this fic and even translated it! and it
     would be great if you guys have the time to take a look at the
     wonderful things she has done :D
     btw the concept art i did a while back is applicable for this chapter
     until i decide to change it again XD and i'm really not
     good at describing clothes, so hopefully what i've written makes
     sense XD
     and since the first two chapter is taken in dick's pov, why not this
     time in the prespective of dami?
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Damian lets out a satisfied sound. He runs his hand around his pet’s thick
locks, “That’s it, you could take it further.” the omega glares at him. It’s
endearing, no matter how much he subjects him in wanton acts of carnality, the
omega continues to defy him in his own little way. Even now, his pet has his
cock around his mouth, sucking and stroking it in a teasing way that Damian
begins to think he’s stalling. Well, he could punish him for that but when he
feels the omega’s teeth pressing against his cock like he’s challenging him.
Damian scoffs, “Do you really dare?”
The omega only shots him a look and he removes his mouth away. A look of
disgust is completely written all over it, he plans on wiping his mouth but
Damian grips on his wrists with one hand. The young prince looks at the golden
chains encased around his omega’s wrists, truly it suited him better compared
to the thick bulky ones he had when he first captured him. The color gold
compliments his skin tone and body—his lean and delectable body. Letting out a
low purr, Damian pushes him on the bed. The omega stumbles and had his chest
press against the brightly colored sheets, his back and ass proudly presented
in front of him.
Perfect.
And without warning, Damian positions himself on top of him. His eyes looking
at his well-toned body. It may not be the perfect picture of the omega he
always wanted but seeing the scars he gained from battle and the marks he left
on him makes him even more beautiful than he already is. He laps his tongue
around his nape, slowly dragging it lower before eliciting a bite mark. He
hears a sweet sound escaping from his pet when he did so. Then, he begins to
kiss it, kiss every scar and marks all over of his body, he wants to show his
love and cherish him, to let him know he’s the only omega that belong to him
but this is not the time for that.
His pet continues to defy and he needs punishment.
Damian lets out a sigh and to think he might have gone two days without being
punished. Surely, the prince isn’t being too optimistic but he always knows
that the ones who disobeyed the most makes the perfect slave once they’ve
become docile. His hands wonder around his waist, prompting the omega’s waist
higher as he kneads his ass.
Two of his fingers, without much preparation, dips inside his slave’s hole. He
thrusts inside him deep and true. Opening him up quickly, so he could fuck him.
His fingers are curling and scissoring inside him, he smiles as he looks at his
slave moaning from his fingers alone. He continues to thrust inside him and
after a few minutes, he deems him ready and removes his fingers. His cock
twitching in excitement by just looking at his twitching hole. Licking the
lower part of his lips, Damian enters inside of the omega in one quick motion,
he moans after feeling the tight warm heating wrapping around him.
Damian lets out a deep breath and the omega beneath him withers, Damian stays
still for a moment and allows himself to be completely immersed with the
growing pleasure of his pet’s insides clumping around cock. He fucks him in a
fast and ruthless manner, his hands digging deep around his waist and his teeth
sinking on his sweat soaked skin. Marking every inch of it as much as it could.
The room is filled with moans and mewls of pleasure until Damian cums inside
him, he takes out a deep and satisfied sigh. He pulls out inside of him, “ma-
master…” he hears him call. He smiles brightens whenever he’s being addressed
as such, the prince always like how strained his voice is, how much he hates
him being forced to the call the alpha as such. Truly, his expression has
always been priceless, cupping his cheeks, he asks, “What is it pet?”
“pl-please…” he stutters.
“Please what?”
“My cock…ple-please… touch me…” he says, his cheeks flushes ten times more.
Adorable. He kisses those tinted cheeks and wraps his hands around his penis.
“And why should I?” his voice all playful and dominating.
“Be..because… I—I” the older man stutters as Damian pumps it slow and teasing.
Squeezing it now and then just to savor the cute, little sounds escaping
through his pet’s mouth and within minutes, he cums.  He lets out a sigh of
relieve, his body trying to bask in the afterglow of his orgasm but Damian’s
having none of it. His punishment is not yet over. His eyes continues to focus
on his pet’s gorgeous face.
“What do you say pet?” he asks in a stern look.
His omega flinches like he completely forgot him being here, his cock is still
shoved up in his ass. He looks downwards, his mouth biting the lower part of
his lip like he’s contemplating on what to do next. Damian knows that his pet
knows he did something wrong and if he continues to resist him, perhaps he
should punish him again, but this time, it would be less pleasurable for him—
“th-thank you master…” the words barely sounded audible but Damian accepts it.
He lets out a smirk and gives him a small peck on the cheek. His mouth then,
travels around his face until it reaches to his lips in which Damian spends the
remaining hours of the night kissing and loving his pet tenderly until they’ve
both fallen asleep.
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They’ve reached back to his kingdom a few days back and the travel wasn’t as
easy as one would expect since the omega he captured still had a few days of
heat left in him. Meaning, they have to make pit stops just so he could satisfy
the other with his knot. Though it was quite enjoyable, seeing his pet squirm
and needy under his touch. Damian couldn’t wait to make him feel that way every
time.
His father have prepared a banquet in his return and they’ve celebrated until
dawn but it appears that there’s still another one being held by his mother
later tonight but before that, there’s still a meeting with the generals that
he needed to attend.
Servants flock in his room by the time he takes a step on the pool. He easily
dismisses them. The great thing about being in war for a year is that he gets
to do things by himself. He had it with his parents’ constant over-
protectiveness over him. He’s not a child anymore and therefore, he can take
care of himself.
Though, he sure does forget how tiring it is to dress himself as the prince.
Back in the war, the clothes he wears are minimal and practical. It didn’t need
any fancy jewelry or any head piece. All he need was a trusty armor and weapon.
Even so, Damian manages to clothe himself.
The headband wrap around his head is not as perfect but at least it’s
presentable. The jewelries wrapped around his neck almost feels like choking,
who knew he owned this much jewelry, even the ones around his waist and right
hand feels a little heavy. At least, his shirt just feels right and he manages
to sneak a knife and armor in his torso.
Feeling contented, he looks back at his omega, who’s still deeply asleep.
Looking at him, he kisses his forehead before leaving. Not only does bringing
an omega fill his sexual desires but it also stopped his parents from badgering
him into marriage or worse, start him own harem. Well, they all though the
omega he took was part of his conquest, a trophy to be showcased at how
talented the young prince was but for Damian he doesn’t see it that way. He
can’t imagine himself getting married to some royalty or having plentiful of
concubines because seeing him, seeing his omega, it’s the only thing he wants
and there’s no force on earth that will say so otherwise.
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On his way, Damian hears a familiar meowing near the gardens. Taking his time,
he listens to where the sound originates and soon finds a black cat with heavy
embedded jewelry around its neck meowing. “Alfred, it’s a while my good
friend.” He says proudly, a smile appears on his face while his body is
swatting down just to pet the cat.
The cat lets out a contented purr as the prince continues to pet him. Damian’s
never been good with people and the first friend he had is this cat. He and
Alfred have formed a tight bond and when he left for battle, it saddened him to
leave his only friend for a long time. He knows he can’t bring him for it is
dangerous outside. Though it’s good to know that his parents or at least
servants continue to take good care of him.
“How have you been?” Damian asks in a gently manner, the cat meows ecstatically
like he’s responding to his question.
“Have you seen the omega the young lord Damian conquered?” he perks up when he
hears his name. Damian carries Alfred around his arms and moves slowly in the
corner in order to avoid to be seen, that voice, he knows it all too well. It’s
one of his men.
“Yeah, it’s such a waste right?’ the other added.
“I know! He’s such a beauty. Remember how fun it was when we beat him. Pinning
him down in the ground and started to strip him.” Damian growls when another
one adds to their conversation. It’s disgusting to know how they talk to his
pet like that. It angers him so. Yet he remains to keep his composure, he
continues to listen to the three exchanging talks while he grinds his teeth as
his men continues to talk about his omega.
“That bitch tried to scream and fight us even then.”
“Yeah, I think he manages to kick and bite one of your fingers though.”
“Shut up!” the other flusters and the other two laugh. “I’m going to fuck him.”
Damian’s eyes widen. It was almost enough for him to jump on them and beat them
to a bloody pulp but he doesn’t do it. Instead, he holds Alfred closer to his
arms while muttering curses to them.
“What?!”
“Don’t look at me like that. I know you two have the same idea. Remember how
enjoyable it was when we saw him naked. Man, I really wanted to take him then
and there but Lord Damian intervened.”
“He claimed him for his own. We can’t touch the prince’s property!”
“That’s where you’re wrong. The prince is a prince, if he continues to
participate in wars, then he’ll continue collecting them and really one omega
soldier? He won’t even like him that long.”
“You’re right. I heard the prince even has difficulties in training him. I bet
he’ll throw him the second the prince finds a new omega that’s more passive. ”
Then they all laugh.
Damian couldn’t take it anymore. No one can talk to his pet like that. He won’t
allow it. These men will be punish for what they’ve done and Damian will make
sure that there punishment will be as agonizing and painful as possible.
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The entire time the meeting commenced, Damian glares at them. He tries to
decide the best course of action he will do to them. Perhaps, he should kill or
castrate them? No, that can be seen by others as an abuse of power. Plus no one
would understand why he would do those things to them in the first place and
really? Just for an omega he picked up in war? People will laugh at the absurd
reasoning.
Once the meeting is officially over, Damian paces back to the pool. His head is
so full of anger and hatred right now that he figured if he dunks his head on
cool water, it’ll help him calm down but what he didn’t notice is. When he
finishes dipping his head in the pool, he sees his pet sitting at the edge of
the pool, his body glistens as water drips down around it.
And for a second Damian forgets what he’s even doing.
He could take his revenge on them later but right now, he has the sudden urge
to re-claim his possession. Damian feels like they’ve already violated him, his
alpha instincts screaming at him to mark his pet again. So he takes him by the
forearm, kiss him hard and makes love to him.
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In the banquet, everyone is eating and drinking. There are loud music playing,
performers act in the center stage and people chattering. Damian had enough
socializing for today and easily disappears in the crowd. He lets his eyes
wander around the crowd, looking for those perverted men of his and to think he
trained and fought with them, it such a tragedy for what will happened to them
next.
After a minute or so of searching, he manages to hunt the three in one spot.
Harassing a servant none the less. They aren’t as stupid as one would think,
they easily chose a dimly lighted area and corner the servant just so she
couldn’t escape.
There’s no way Damian would allow such crude acts to happen.
The night is dark, there are no lanterns or candles aiding their sight only the
moon. Luckily Damian has been trained since he was young to see in the dark, so
this is his advantage. Taking out his sword. He attacks all of them in a blink
of an eye. One in the thigh, the other on the arm and the last one got his
tongue cut out, they all screamed in pain. The servant they’re harassing is
surprised but took the opportunity to run.
Seeing the coast is clear. Damian gives them one last attack as he cuts their
chest in one efficient motion, the wound is not too deep to cause a permanent
scare but deep enough to cause bleeding and pain. This will be their warning,
if he sees them doing something as similar to this again, Damian won’t hesitate
to kill them then.
The three all curse and scream in pain, saying that whoever did this will be
dead. Damian chuckles at that statement and stands in front of them. The moon
illuminates his face and he could perfectly see how they tremble even more.
“If you as so ever try to touch or talkabout my omega again. I won’t hesitate
to kill you, got it?” he growls. The three nod in unison, their mouths are
trying not to scream. “Now get out of my sight.”
They then run away. Damian wipes the blood of his blade. It was the only
option. He couldn’t allow them to take him. After all Dick have saved Damian
all those years ago, it’s only natural for him to return the favor.
Chapter End Notes
     i'll apologize in advance if there's any errors, i didn't have much
     time to edit this but i'll try to edit this again once i get enough
     sleep, haha
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Notes
     this chapter might a little bit short ^^;;
     ps this au, everyone has no last last so it's a bit weird where dami
     addresses the other robins with their first name XD
     and you guys should check out the new art DSA has made for this story
     <3
     4/19/17 I know that I haven't been online for a while and when I
     checked this chapter, I realized, I posted the wrong document but
     more or less it's similar though the ending is a bit lengthier^^
The kingdom of Gotham has been known throughout the lands. It’s name is no
stranger to anyone for it has vast and abundant resources, a military power
that is as strong and influential any other massive kingdoms despite of its
small size but what really makes the kingdom of Gotham stand out from the rest;
is their fair and just king. King Bruce, the only king in the great plains, who
never mistreats a person by their caste, established a rule where everyone has
an equal opportunity to apply for a job or a position in the palace, an
equitable system in which everyone has equal rights and welcomes any refugees,
expatriates and run-away slaves with open arms.
Dick had visited this majestic kingdom once, a few years back. He didn’t stay
for too long but he really enjoyed his time here and hoped to live here
someday.
Just...
Not like this.
Shifting his sore, tired body. The omega slowly opens his eyes. Blinking a few
times, he tries to figure out how long he's been asleep; there's no light in
the room, only darkness. If it’s supposed to be morning, the drapes covering
the windows, should have a small light creeping through it and it has though
it's only small. He wants to bask himself to the feeling of the sunlight
against his skin, it always does energizes him, but in the process of getting
up, the rattling of the chains prevents him from going any further.
He groans upon the discovery.
So it's one of those days.
Usually the prince would place the chains connected to his collar in a hook
attached to the wall and lock it just so Dick can’t escape. It would only be
unlocked if the prince himself would return or ordered a servant to do so and
based from experience, he would stay in this predicament for a few more hours
or so. Sighing, he sits in a position that is somewhat comfortable.
Laying his head around the headboard; Dick starts to massage his aching
muscles. Damian have been a little rough with him last night. No, Dick should
have gotten used to how rough the prince is treating him but what caught him
off guard was the sight of blood present around the prince’s clothes last
night. Not just a small splatter of blood but it's a huge one, like Damian had
gotten in a killing spree or something. He wanted to asked what happened but he
knows the prince doesn’t like it when he opens his mouth without permission. So
he kept it to himself as the young alpha took him that night.
Leaning further, Dick couldn’t help but shift in the bed, the prince’s cum
inside him and the cum around his abdomen is getting dry and it's getting
uncomfortable. Urgh. He really wants to take a bath now.
Scanning his eyes around the empty room, Dick couldn’t believe how this entire
left wing of the palace solely belongs to the prince. There are several rooms
connected to each other like; the private quarters used for gatherings or
meetings, the prince's personal bed chambers, a room for his harem and a
gigantic indoor pool. Dick would like to see more of the other rooms but
besides Damian's bedroom and the pool ,he's not allowed to enter. It's not like
he can anyways with all the chains attached to his body restricting him to
move, well, Duck could try to sneak If he wants to but the prince have servants
to look at him in every action.    
It actually feels uncomfortable in the first place. He's not used to this much
attention, especially how the prince presented him to his family. Everyone's
eyes were at him all at once. It made him extremely self-conscious and
sensitive to every movement he made. It was a good thing, the servants flocked
over him and dragged him to the bathing area--to be cleaned. The bathing area
is much bigger than the prince's personal pool and there are more pools and
fountains in the place. The servants have plunged him in the icy cold water and
begins to scrub him clean. Despite of his best attempts in stopping them from
touching every inch of his body, the servants didn't flatter and continued in
making him more presentable in the eyes of the king and queen.
What's worse is that Damian is present the entire time and have kept a keen eye
in the entire process and made precise orders on what to do to him. Dick
doesn’t get it, if Damian has plenty of complaints how he looks; like how his
hair is shorter than he wanted, so no one’s allowed to cut or trim it until it
reaches to the length the young alpha wants, or how his body is a bit more
muscular or how his skin is covered scars. Seriously if Damian doesn’t want to
see it in an omega, then he should have just let him go and find another omega.
In the end, Dick's presented to the royalty with a clothing that is barely
called a clothing. It's just a piece of thin blue cloth that his skin can be
seen through, draping over his front and back, leaving the side of his waist
and legs fully exposed, other than the sorry excuse of clothing. Other
accessories were placed on him were the new restraints he got. Instead of the
bulky grey ones, they're replaced with the golden chains engraved with
intricate carvings. It's lighter than the previous one but it's placed a little
tight around his body and the chains around his collar is much longer.
Though the weirdest thing was that Dick is presented as the first person of the
prince's harem instead of a slave. Even Damian went as far as stating Dick
should stay at his own bedroom at all times instead of staying in the
courtesan's room just like how his parents’ harems are. The king and queen try
to reason out with their son but Damian's just as stubborn as a rock.
Taking out a deep breathe, Dick closes his eyes to sleep again. The door opens,
which causes him to get up and see who it is. Letting out a sigh of relieve, he
looks at the servant with a key in his hand.
“Wait, you look different than the usual servants here.” Dick comments when he
notices the one who’s unlocking his chains have a different set of clothing
than the usual people entering the room. Not only that but the way he carries
himself also screams prestige and royalty.

“That’s because I’m not a servant.” he response with a cheeky smile.
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"Damian, we need to talk about this." His father's intense blue eyes stares
back at him with much intent. His hands slamming against the table causing
everyone else present in the dining hall to stop eating and their gazes focus
on the heated argument between the father and son. Damian merely rolls his eyes
at the sight."No, we don't father. What I did last night was a sign of
discipline, my men are starting to question my authority therefore; I punished
them."
His mother nods with a pleased smile on her face. Bruce looks back to his wife,
"Talia, don't encourage him. The rules taught by your father are not applicable
in this kingdom." he says.
"yes but it does make the job done. You're lucky our son knows how to stop
himself or else he would have killed all of them. That would have certainly
made me proud and your grandfather too." she looks at her son with much pride.
Damian smiles back at her feeling a bit bashful. Bruce's obvious frown have
gone deeper, "this is not how we discipline in our kingdom, we--"
"Please, like you're the one to talk." Damian snorts.
"Damian, you know what I mean. You're the crowned prince and this is how you
project yourself to the public?" his father stands up, his body pushing
forward.
"I don't need to hear it from you." Damian stands up, glares back at his father
and let his teeth bare before leaving the room.
"Damian get back here!" Bruce shouts. Damian ignores him and as soon as he
steps out the dining hall, a familiar irritating voice appears,"Hey Demon
spawn!” Damian cringes from the call. “What do you want Jason?” he asks in an
annoyed tone.
“Aww, come on! You can be a little sweeter for me. We haven’t seen each other
for a year or so!” Damian could see Jason's hand soon approaching him. Moving
away, the young alpha prince turns his head and sees the usual smug face of his
father's confidant. A young adult beta with eyes that looks like the light
shade of green and blue combined, hair hidden with the red headdress tightly
wrap around his forehead down to his neck and the royal guards armor
haphazardly placed all over his body.
“And it’s because of you, some of my father’s servants are also calling me with
a demon related name.”
“It’s the truth! You’re the son of the demon after all.”
With a light pout, Damian continues to walk. he could hear Jason following him,
so he asks, “Whatever. What do you want?”
“That’s the thing Demon-brat, I saw your prize for the conquest and I gotta
say, he’s quiet a looker." Damian pauses for a moment, his head slightly
tilting at the beta's statement. "But I’m worried you might have taken the
wrong omega.”
“How so?” Damian quirks a brow.
“Just think about it. There are many omegas who have black hair and blue eyes.
How can you be so sure it’s him?" Jason interrogates. "The one that saved you
from a bunch of kidnappers a few years back?” the beta adds.
“It’s true there are plenty of omegas that fit my description but how many of
them are both male and a soldier? None right? Even you, the infamous Red Hood
who has a wide range of knowledge in regards to the demographics of the great
plains. Don’t know anyone who is an omega soldier other than Dick.”
Jason’s jaw drop and couldn't put up another argument. Damian smirks in
satisfaction and starts to walk again though, Jason doesn't give up easily,
“Alright, let’s say you’re right. Then, why didn’t the omega recognized you
when you two meet again?”
“I don’t know, maybe because I was ten when we first met, I was a child and
he’s just a traveler, it was dark, I wasn’t known to the public back then, I--”
“Alright, alright. I get it. Jesus, just be careful okay?” Jason looks at him
with a worried look. “You’re basing your entire infatuation with someone in
that one faithful night, I don’t want to see you get hurt just because you baby
state mind deceived you.”
Damian snorts and walks in a faster pace than Jason.
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“So Timothy.” Dick looks back at the young man, who wears a black long sleeved
shirt wrapped around with red sash covered with his darker shade of red robe
and other yellow accessories around his body that perfectly compliments his
pale white skin and icy blue eyes.
“Call me Tim.” the scholar suggests and offers him a tray of tea and biscuits
before sitting beside him. “The prince have been called out by his father.”
Dick wouldn't care in any issues Damian's in but it sounds like the news is
important, so he inquires, “What for?”
“For mutilating his own men."
Dick winces from those words alone.
"And from what I’ve heard he all did it for his omega slave.” Tim calmly
concludes his sentence, like he's unfazed by the news.
“What?” he drops the biscuit he took out of astonishment.
“Yeah, apparently he overheard them planning to take and rape you.”
Dick's body completely freezes. He couldn't even start to describe how horrible
and frightening that experience would be if not for the prince's intervention.
It takes him a few good seconds to calm himself, “W-why would the prince?...”
“Well for once, he’s a very possessive guy. You should have seen him when he’s
younger, he has this pet cat called Alfred and whenever someone gets chummy
with it, he’ll threaten to kill us but never goes through the whole threat and
was actually fine with us being friends with his cat. So it's kinda
understandable and confusing why he would do it to those men, though Bruce is
seriously pissed. Like really, I swear I thought the King's going to have an
aneurysm when he heard the news." Tim lets out a small laugh. "And to be
honest, I don’t understand what’s his deal with you-specifically, I mean, the
prince has this cold distant façade on whenever his around people but when he
looks at you, it feels like he's a different person. Why is that?" his shifts
his head and looks at Dick with much curiosity. On the other hand, Dick's
speechless, he's not sure what to say. For him, Damian's the man who destroyed
his home and took him.
"I mean, I only saw you and him interacting once. So I might just got the idea
wrong.” Tim adds.
“I-I don’t know." he finally replies. His eyes turn to the cup of tea instead
to the scholar. There are times where Dick too, would doubt Damian's behavior.
He's not even sure if he should say this but, brushing a bundle of his fringes,
he opens his mouth and, "I thought i was the only one who noticed that." he see
Tim's eyes glistening in intrigue. "I don't know, but there are times when he
touches and looks at me so different, so kind that it makes me confuse what
type of person the prince really is.” that's all he could say, he can't add the
part where most of it happening early in the morning before the prince would
leave for his daily meeting and Dick would pretend to sleep just so he won't
spend the morning with him.
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“Are you done following me?” Damian complains, his feet are now stomping. After
a day of meeting with other officials, talking to the servants and practicing
combat, the young alpha is tired but it's more tiring now considering this big
ape of a man is following him all around.
“How many times do I have to tell you, from now on, I’m your bodyguard.” Jason
smiles smugly. "Your father says so."
“-Tt-, i don’t need one.”
“Your parents are taking precaution just so you won’t get kidnapped--again.”
“Funny.” The prince rolls his eyes. “I know why you're here. My parents only
assigned you to be my bodyguard just so an incident like last night won't
happened again."
"Maybe or maybe not."
"Come on Jason, I'm not stupid."
"Who says you are anyway?"
Damian glares at him but his lips are shut. The two continue on walking around
the palace but stops when they reach to Tim’s room and see the scholar and Dick
leaving the room.
"Timothy." there's an obvious coldness in his tone.
"Prince." Tim replies, casually.
"Hey, so you must be Dick. I'm Jason by the way, the demon-brat's personal body
guard." Jason introduces himself and offers a handshake.
Dick looks at him for a second, "Nice to meet you Ja-" before anything, Damian
grabs him by the forearm and pulls the omega closer to his arms. Damian’s eyes
narrows, “Timothy, what are you doing with him, no more importantly,” his voice
getting sharper and lower by the second. “ I told you not to get out of my
chamber.”
“I can--ow!” Dick can’t finish what he’s saying because Damian’s grip on him
tightens and drags him in the corner.
“We'll wait for you here! So hurry up.” Jason shouts as he observes the prince
dragging Dick further and further as his scent is changing from calm to
territorial.
The two soon disappeared from their sights.
“So, you wanna eat?” Tim suggests.
“Yeah, might as well." he shrugs his shoulder in response. Taking a last look
at the direction where Damian took Dick,"I don’t think they’ll be back anytime
soon.”
“Agree.”
Then they both go back to Tim's room.
Damian slams him on the wall. Dick groans from the contact, “What the hell is--
” before anything Damian plunges his mouth against his. Kissing him and
pressing his right thigh is between the omega’s legs.
“Sto--” Dick gasps for air but Damian places his lips back to his mouth. Using
his every ounce of strength, he pushes Damian away, “Not here, not when people
can see us!”
“Why? They all know you are my property, you shouldn’t be ashamed of it.” he
replies and sucks on the tender flesh around his neck. “You just don’t know how
to follow orders don’t you.” he adds while his arms wander around his waist
going further down to his ass.
“Ah!”
“Shh…” the alpha coos. “If you don’t want anyone to see us,then I suggest you
keep quiet.”
Then they kiss again, Damian allows his tongue to wander around Dick's mouth
while his hands starts on to knead the firm muscles of the omega's ass. Dick's
moans are silenced with the prince's kisses, he automatically wraps his hands
around Damian's neck when he starts to feel his knees getting weak. He lifts
his right leg on Damian's waist, the two grinding their hardening groins
together.
Damian lifts Dick's other leg, prompting him to wrap it around his hips. After
sharing a last intimate kiss, the two, take a second to breathe. There are
times when they're overridden with their hormones that they actually forget how
to breathe. They look into each other’s eyes. Damian intently stares at the
bright blue eyes of Dick’s, it’s the first time they stare at each other like
this and Dick never realizes how beautiful the hues are in Damian's eyes.
Normally Dick would not look at him in the eyes. God, it’s just as beautiful as
he remembered.
“You’re just a beautiful as the day I met you Dick.”
The omega freezes, he doesn’t remember telling Damian his name or the fact they
met. The way Damian talk, it sounds like they've met before--before they
invaded his kingdom, but how? He stares at the alpha with disbelief before
opening his mouth, “What do you mean?”
Damian freezes, he didn't mean to say it out loud. He opens his mouth and
immediately closes it, he couldn't think of any response for the question.
Should he tell him the truth? The young alpha’s not sure. No, he shouldn't.
“Damian, what do you mean?” Dick repeats himself, this time, his gaze is stern
and his voice demanding.
He stares intently at his captor, the young prince’s eyes evade his. Dick is
getting curiouser.
“It’s nothing for you to think about. You have no right.” Damian retorts, he
looks at his omega with his piercing cold eyes. Dick is unaffected by this, in
fact the omega looks more smug than before, “Oh really?” He questions as he
pushes the prince off him. “Tim have told me the truth. He told me your kingdom
abolished slavery ever since your father sat in the throne.”
Damian remains silent.
“Unbelievable! Not only did you deceived me but you also forced others to
partake in the sick game of yours.”
“Wait, Dick is not like that,” he says out of desperation.
“Then what is it.”
“I love you.” He blurts out. “Ever since the day I met you, I've fell in love
with you and I've been continuing on falling for years. You may not remember me
but I do, I remembered the day where you rescued me from those kidnappers years
ago.”
Damian looks at him with all sincerity and honesty but all Dick gives him in
return is pure anger.
Anger, frustration then fury wash over Dick. All of this happened just because
he saved Damian? He’s not even sure, if it's true. He doesn't remember.
But if it is…
Then
This is the thanks he got? He lost his homeland, his friends and family, his
dignity--his virginity, all because this alpha is in love with him.
“You monster! How could you do all of those things to me?! You say you love me
but is this how you treat me? You forced me into things I didn't want and if
you think I'll love you for it, then you're wrong!” He shouts, his throat feels
raw from the action but he doesn't care, he's too angry too angry to focus on
such small things. His fists are now curling, the shackles and chains around
his ankles and wrists are rattling--he's shaking uncontrollably.The want to
punch the prince raises more and more. “I'll never love someone as horrible as
you.”
The way Dick have said those words, it feels like his heart is being torn off
from his body and burned in front of him. It hurts. He knows he's not the best
man in expressing his words but this, this hurts.
“Don’t come any closer.” Dick hisses, his body slowly creeping away from
Damian.
“You don’t understand, I-” Damian reaches out for him but all he got is, “Don’t
touch me!” The omega protest, Damian’s alpha instincts screams at him to
control his omega. The feeling of being rejected is easily overridden by the
feeling of dominance and control as he grabs onto one of Dick’s chains, “YOU
HAVE NO RIGHT TO TREAT ME THIS WAY.” He growls and uses the opportunity to pin
Dick in the ground, his hands are easily placed above his head with one hand,
Damian forces him to look at him with his free hand.
“Let go of me!” The omega repeats himself and uses his newly ignited angry to
push him away but Damian ignores him, the young alpha continues on his assault,
his hand wandering around all over his body. Dick wants to scream though,
Damian’s mouth is already inside him, pushing his tongue further and further
down. His jaws hurts and the way Damian holds him doesn’t make things easier
either. Dick doesn’t want to be seen in this situation with the prince but the
way the alpha is holding him now, scares him even more. He lets out a whimper
when something hard nudges around his inner and before anything else--
Closing his eyes, Dick musters up all his strength and uses it to punch Damian
at the side of his face, the alpha let's go of him. Getting up, Dick dashes
through the nearest escape he could find but before doing that, he gives Damian
a hard kick in the gut and, “I don’t care if I saved you or not in the past but
what you did to me, it's something I can't forget. You're a despicable human
being Damian.”
Damian groans from the attacks. He looks up at his omega but Dick’s already
gone. He looks at the ground, clenching his hands, even he knows it would be
bad to drag him back here, his father had already given him an earful of
comments on how he treated Dick but now this… he shuts his eyes tight as he
fights his tears from falling, the sense of pain, heartache and rejection
washes over him and wonders what to do next.
 
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Notes
     Pls bear with me since the next few chapters will be a little bit
     different but I still hope the story makes sense^^
     And I added some scenes in the last chapter, hopefully, you guys have
     already read it! :D
Damian always felt like he's a prisoner in his own home. He wasn't allowed to
leave his room without anyone following him and there were eyes constantly
looking at him in whatever he did. It was frustrating, he can't do anything he
wanted and his actions were limited. He felt trapped.
He wondered, if this was how a prince should be treated. If so, he would rather
be a peasant than this. He would used to envy his servants whenever he overhear
them talking to others about their antics. He wanted to have freedom, even just
a little bit.
A royal locked away from the world. It sounded like one of the stories his
teachers used to tell him, which was ironic considering, he's supposed to be
the one to save those people.
It was always the same reason, he never saw his parents other than important
holidays which only consisted of his own birthday and the anniversary of his
parents’ wedding. It was sad but at the same time happy-- happy because he
heard from his teachers that he should hone his skills just so when the time of
his coming of age ceremony, he could impress his family and be ready for
combat.
Of course, he's been diligent in all of his training. Whether it is hand to
hand combat or studying, he always mastered it within a few weeks. He needed to
look good after all, his parents were the combination of two strong genes that
hardly comes by; he was their only son, their only child. Despite of being both
fertile, they can't procreate anymore . Everyone in the palace dubbed his birth
as the miracle of miracles just because he's born from two high ranking alphas.
It was also the reason why they're overprotective of him.
His mother and father have hid him in the public, only the servants who took
care of him and several royalties knew of his existence. They were afraid that
when the public knew him, they would take advantage of it and cause trouble so
in result he was always locked up in his room whenever he was done with his
studies.
It was lonely, even with the persistence of two particular people, Jason and
Tim, it's still lonesome. His new friend, Alfred, have helped him ease some of
the pain away yet...he wanted to know what it looked like, the kingdom. He
always wondered what the kingdom was like. After all,how could he rule a
kingdom if he didn't it? As from his teachers and servants, he really has no
idea what Gotham had always felt alone. He couldn’t make any friends because
there were no one around his age, there are people trying to befriend but end
up giving up when they knew his personality.
He always looked for an opportunity to see the kingdom himself, he knew asking
his servants andparents would be futile basing from pasts experiences but
tonight, it would be different, he was hopeful.
Feigning to be asleep for a few hours, Damian had patiently waited for the
guards outside his chambers to doze off before silently opening the curtains.
Slowing making his way on the windowsill, he intently looked at the guards
patrolling around the palace halls and timed his escape when their attentions
were not on his area before running towards the kitchen.
Being a prince, it was mandatory for him to learn all about the palace’s secret
passageways and escape routes for safety purposes and of course, without doubt,
he managed to bring himself to one of the hidden exits near the wine cellar and
ran away.
The tunnel was dark and smelly but if these were the things he needed to endure
just to escape, then he wouldn't mind and within a few minutes he was there. In
the end. His heart was pounding, his palms sweating and his throat dry. He's
beginning to doubt himself. Should he be even doing this? He knew his parents
were only looking out for him, so maybe it's best for him to wait.
No, he needed this. Damian had came all this way and it would be a waste to
turn back now. With a heavy heart, he pushed all his doubts aside and opened
the door.
The first time he took a step outside the palace, his negative feelings were
easily replaced with positive ones. Pride and joy overwhelmed him, this is it,
its the very first time he ever tried to escape and he succeeded! Now the
excitement raised even more when he's heading his way to the townsquare.
Looking around, he let out a smile. The town looked peaceful and lively, there
were a few people left tending to their shop and several soldiers patrolling
the area.
Damian walked cautiously and took a piece of cloth hanging unattended, wrapped
it around his face to hide suspicion. He continued to walk but his face
scrunched when he saw a group of young adults cornering an elderly couple and
taking their hard earned goods.
People stealing from other people. Damian clenched his teeth and out of blind
rage, he kicked one of the thieves and started to fight the rest. He could say
his training was a success since he managed to beat them within seconds and he
didn't even broke a sweat. He returned the goods to the couple and left without
a word.
If this is how his father clean out the crime in the kingdom, then, it didn't
seem to be as bad as one would seem.
As he continued on looking around the area, the shadier and grimmer the place
got. The place looked pathetic and disgusting, just like what his parents said,
no matter how hard they try to keep this kingdom clean, there would always be
places that will remain the same.
There was not much more to look at. Compared to the first sight he saw in the
townsquare, this placed was only filled with drunkards and harlots. He didn't
need to see more of it as he already reached the ends near the shore. Turning
his back, he returned his gaze back to the palace.
Maybe I should go back to my chambers, surely they've already figured out I'm
gone. He thought to himself but stopped when he saw a man near the docks that
seemingly looked familiar. He narrowed his eyes even more to take a clearer
look.
There was no doubt, it was one of his father’s official. The burn on his left
side immediately gave it away, if Damian remembered correctly, the official's
name was Harvey and the people surrounding him all looked like they're from the
royal guards but why would an official be here in such place as this?
Curious, Damian hid himself in the crates near the pier. He controlled his
breathing and kept his mouth shut as he listened to them. The prince couldn't
hear all of what they were saying but his eyes glowed in anger when he heard
Harvey talking about shipping omega slaves in to the kingdom.
That's outrageous! Slavery had been abolished a few years ago and how can
Harvey even get some of the soldiers to guard him? This is insane, Damian
didn't even realized he was gripping the crates too hard that it broke and made
a sound.
The people he was spying on, turned all their heads on his direction. Not
wanting to be caught, he tried to back away slowly but there was someone
already standing behind him. Nervous, Damian gulped and punched the man but it
didn't do anything. Unlike to the thieves he beat before, this man still stood
and completely looked unharmed by it.
Damn, if only he had a weapon with him then,it would have been easy.
He punched and kicked him again but the man easily caught his attacks and held
his arm up rendering Damian’s attack to be futile. “Boss, what are we going to
do with him?” The man asked and easily carried the prince like he's a rag doll.
Harvey stood closer to him and the more the official stood closer to him, the
more Damian despised him.
“Hmmm… he's not presented yet but a child like him, I could still find some
buyers interested in young children.”
What the damn hell?! Him! The prince of Gotham would be sold as a slave?! No!
He won't allow this, but he can't just easily announce he's the prince either,
that would make much trouble for his parents. He got himself into this trouble,
so he must be the one to fix it. Damian started to flex his arms, just as he's
ready to twist the neck of the man holding him, Harvey removed the cloth
covering his face.
Damian’s left speechless, his mouth agape and eyes shot wide open. Shit!
“Hold on” the official said. “You look familiar boy.” he added his eyes
twinkling mischievously, Damian gulped. He was really ready to snap all their
necks--
“It doesn't matter if he looks familiar or not. Let the kid go,” a new voice
appeared and they all turned their heads toward the young man standing near
them.
Damian stared at the young man, it was hard to fully see his face but he could
make out the simple details like his hair being black, his blue eyes and the
shape of his nose aside from his facial features, the young man obviously
wasn't from around the kingdom. His clothes immediately screamed so, aside from
the heavy bags he was carrying around his body.
They all laugh at him, but he only shot them a look. When the laughter died
down, one of the men came closer to him, “or what? Do you really think you can
beat all of us by yourself?” He taunted, but the young man didn't flinch, “I
know you.” He said, “you’re that hopeful omega who wants to be a soldier
right?”
Damian’s jaw dropped, an omega? Really? There's no way an omega could fight
against these people single handedly.
“You're pretty well known around the neighboring area. Your consistent
persistence to be accepted in the army had its own set of rumors. Tell me, are
you here in Gotham to fuck your way in the army?”
“Say what you want. I don't care.” The omega took a step back when one of
Harvey’s men started to get close to his body. Dropping all of his bags, the
young man punched him in the gut. The man grunts and cursed, “You fucker!” And
lunged himself at him, the omega easily evaded the attack and knocked him out
within seconds.
Harvey and the rest were surprised especially Damian. Apart from experience,
everything Damian knew about omegas were nothing compared to the one in front
of him--rescuing him.
“Now, now. We don't need to resort to such violence my dear omega.” Harvey
said, his hand made its way to the omega’s face, caressing it like he was his.
The omega glared at him and slapped his hand away, “I'm not yours and I will
never be, I don't belong to anyone.”
Harvey let out a throaty chuckle while signaling his men to come closer to him.
Damian was dropped on the ground. He groaned from the sudden action and instead
of complaining from the pain. He was transfixed at his rescuer, a mere omega
standing up in front of a bunch of alphas and betas. “why don't you stop
wasting your time in such trivial things and be a good omega and just bear
offsprings?”
They all looked at him with lewd faces as they corner him, but the omega didn't
budge. In fact, it motivated him to fight them even more. Balling his fists, he
easily knocked them down one by one.
Damian was left in awe. He didn't even noticed his rescuer approaching him, he
fumbled and wrapped the cloth back to his face. The omega may be a visitor but
Damian still need to keep his identity a secret--just to be safe.
“Are you alright?” He asked, his voice all sounding caring and worried. He
nodded, the omega let out a smile, “that's great.”
The prince blushed and tucked the cloth further into his face just to hide it.
He never met a person like him before, well an omega like him. He wasn't like
the ones in his palace nor in the books he read. This young man, this amazing
person in front of him was far different from the ones he thought an omega
would be.
Damian idolized him, despite of the odds and his caste against him, he managed
to go against it and did wonders. He was incredible, he wanted to have someone
as strong and as unwavering like him. A person who's not afraid to stand up at
the injustices of the world.
He wanted him, Damian knew he'll never meet someone as great as him and since
then, he started to search for the man who once saved him.
…
..
.
Damian mumbles, his head is throbbing. His eyes refuse to open but he forces
them anyway. It's already nighttime.
“Did I fell asleep?” He asks no one in particular when he sees the moon shining
brightly under the dark sky accompanied with the twinkling of the sky. The
scene looks beautiful though Damian wonders how he ended up here.
He doesn't remember what happened… That's right, he and Dick had a fight.
Damian immediately feels horrible, he could still remember the look in Dick’s
face when he found out the truth. No, more importantly his omega rejecting him,
it pains him, even now.
The pain being of rejected is far more painful than the throbbing of his head.
He wants to soothe his aching head but immediately notices something's off. He
gasps at discovering the sight of blood trailing down his hand.
There's no way this can be mine. He says to himself as he tries to look at
where he is. Trying to get up, Damian also notices something heavy pressing at
his side. He shifts his head to see what it is but he turns speechless when he
realize--
“Dick?!” His omega leaning into him, unconscious and unresponsive.
 
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
     I apologize for any typos in advance, my tablet tends to autocorrect
     stuff, so yeah...
Dick’s life has never been easy. When he was young, he always believed he would
grow up as a beta like his parents and he was fine with that idea.
He grew up thinking he would live a normal life; find someone he loves dearly,
get married and start a family. Though, all that hopes and dreams were
shattered when his first heat came. He first thought it was just a fever. A
slight burning feeling growing in his chest but soon, that feeling begins to
hurt more, to the point where it was impossible for him to get up without
moaning and feeling needy. That was the time he realized, he was an omega.

His first heat lasted for more than a week and with the length of absence,
people started to know about his caste. Everything he had, everything worked
hard for disappeared just because of him becoming an omega.
He didn’t want to believe it, he was really an omega. He really did believed he
was a beta, most omegas were supposed to have their heat early in their
pubescent life but for Dick, he was almost an adult when his heat came. It was
more painful, especially in his psyche.
Everything was supposed to go smoothly for him; to be accepted in the army,
fight in wars and get recognized. It was his dream to help clean his kingdome
but now, just because he was presented as an omega everyone looked down on him.
It pained him, all his efforts gone. He didn’t know what else to do or who he
was anymore.
His parents were there and supported him in anyway they could. Dick was
grateful for it, if his parents weren't there, he didn't know what he was going
to do. They were also the ones who suggested for him to go and visit Gotham,
and see if he wanted to stay there.
Dick enjoyed his stay there, the placed was upholding its good reputation;
omegas have the choice to work or stay at home, alphas can take care of their
offsprings and betas can apply for jobs that used to be fitting for either
alpha/omega.
It was paradise but no matter how great a kingdom is, there will always be evil
slipping through the cracks and for Gotham that evil was their people. With
many people miragrating in the kingdom, some of them were bound to do evil just
to get ahead in life.
It felt a bitter taste in Dick’s mouth yet he couldn't do anything about it, he
was just a visitor here and he knew the king and his subjects were trying their
best to minimize it.
After stopping a rapist, a thief and a con artist. Dick found himself wandering
in the docks all alone in nighttime with no place to stay on.
Looking for an open inn, he noticed a child was being taken by a man thrice his
size. He didn't waste anytime to save the child, despite of being outnumbered
and taunted by their castes, he beat the kidnappers in no time.
“Are you alright?”
He remember the child being small yet fearless, like he wasn’t afraid to fight
the kidnappers but rather afraid of something else. He wanted to ask the child
why he's covering his face but…
His ears are ringing dull, monotonous sounds. He couldn’t comprehend what the
sound means. He tries to focus and shake his head off, to let his mind control
his sense yet… he couldn’t properly focus. There's something else that's
disrupting his mind.
He knows he's unconscious, so he tries to rely on his sight instead forcing his
eyes to open. He could see a muddled image directly in front of him. His head
starts to throb in replacement of the disappearance of the ringing in his ear,
he ignores all of it and finally, the image and the sounds starts to clear up.
“Dick wake up!” It's a voice he knows all too well.
It’s Damian.
The young alpha prince who took him against his will and used him to his
liking. The man who didn’t care a hair about him and only cared about his
feelings towards someone who he though was him—which actually was really him
but still! He's angry for the deception and lies.
He could have easily pushed Damian aside but with just one look, it fairly
obvious the alpha is worried and shaken up.
“Dick!” he calls him, a small smile escape past his lips. Damian’s hands are
holding on to him close and tight.
Dick wants to respond to him but his throat feels constricted and his lips dry.
“Don’t say anything, just stay still and keep your eyes open.” The prince adds
and gently lies him down on the cold hard ground. “Dammit, you’re bleeding
heavily. I need to stop this before you pass out of blood lost.” Then Damian
unties his headband and starts on mending his injury.
Is he bleeding? Dick couldn’t tell. In fact, his body feels numb all over. He
couldn’t remember how he got here or what happened next but judging from
Damian’s expression, he’s guessing it’s something bad.
Think Dick! He says to himself. How did all of these happened anyway? He closes
his eyes to think deeply.
“Don’t you dare pass out on me.” the prince demands yet somehow, his tone
sounds gentler as it used to be. Dick has never heard this before. He smiles at
it, letting his eyes open and follow Damian's order for the first time without
resistance.
As far as he could remember, he and Damian had a fight or rather, he fought
Damian after finding out the truth. It angered him how someone so powerful and
influencial could treat him as such, it infuriated him so much, he wanted to
beat the prince to pulp yet he restrainted himslef and after kicking the
prince. He left and stormed off to the only place he knew he will be safe—Tim’s
place.
When he went inside, he saw the scholar and Damian’s body guard chatting over
with some hot tea and baked goods. They were both surprised when he enetered
the scene.
“Dick, what’s wrong?” Tim asked, looking a little startled at his sudden
intrusion.
“I left Damian.” It was all he could say.
“Wait, don’t tell me you confronted him?” Tim raised a brow, his face now
turned into full of concern as his body slowly approached him.
“What was I supposed to do? Let him rape me again?” His anger was getting the
best of him, his knuckles were turning white from balling his fists too tight.
Of course everyone will take Damian’s side. No matter how evil or spoiled he
is, he’s still the prince and they’re all his subjects.
The obvious sign of distress have left Tim to let out a deep sigh before
saying, “It’s not what I’m trying to say.” He slowly patted Dick’s shoulder,
the omega flinched as the scent of another alpha took him by surprise. It
really did surprised him when he found out Tim was an alpha. Tim drew his hand
back and apologized, “I’m sorry but you need to understand, Damian’s not good
at handling his emotion well. I was planning to talk to him about you tomorrow
but I guess that’s useless now.” he let out a weak laugh.
“I’ll go and see how he’s doing.” Jason volunteered.
“You know how Damian is when he’s moody. I’m better at handling this situation
than you are, so why don’t you take care of Dick and I’ll go and see if he’s
fine.” Tim rejected Jason’s offer sincerely before taking his robe at the table
and added, “Dick, why don't you sit back and relax. I promise, Damian won't
come near you until I can secure your safety.”
Then Tim left.
Both Jason and Dick were left in silence. Dick sat on the corner, his mind
still running wild from what had just happened. He looked at his feet as he
felt the heavy gaze of Jason on him. He wanted to ask him to stop staring but
he was still flooded with emotions right now to the point where needed to calm
himself down before being able to talk normally.
“Are you alright?” Jason asked.
“What do you think?” he asked sarcastically.
“So you’re like those guys who like to joke around, huh?” Jason finally removed
his gaze from him and Dick let out a sigh of relief. “I don’t think so. Listen,
do you have the key to remove these?” he tugged the restraints on his wrists
for punctuation.
“Sorry but Damian’s the only one who has the key.”
“I see…” Dick hummed in response, then conversation died down and they shared a
moment of silence.
“Listen, I’m in no position to tell you to forgive the prince but he’s not as
bad as you think he is.”
“Really?” Dick continued on his sarcastic streak. “Did you know he has the
nickname of demon all throughout the Great Plains?”
“Yeah… I think I was the one who's responsible for it.” Jason rubbed the back
portion of his head like he was thinking of something else. “ I mean sure he's
a demon but it's only a name. His grandfather was called as the head of the
demon so... he technically inherited the name… but he’s not as bad as his
family. Well…only his mother’s side of the family are bad plus he only kills
people who he deemed to be beyond saving.” Dick knew Jason was only making
Damian look good to him but the more he spoke, the more Dick thought of him
badly.
”and he gets to decide which life is worth killing? He beheaded all of our
generals and leader in front of us, do you think that's something a good person
would do?”
“Don’t pretend like your kingdom is all well and good. Face it, Blüdhaven is a
shithole and Damian saved your asses.”
“He took all the survivors, turned them into prisoners and burned everything to
the ground.”
“He did that just so he could give people a second chance in life and to start
all over again.” Dick scowled at Jason’s statement, he won't believe what the
other man had said until he saw his family and friends alive. Feeling the
doubt, Jason piled on, “Look, I know Damian may be a brat but he's not a
horrible person. He believes in people to change for the better. That's why
he's doing all those things just so everyone could begin anew.”
“How can people start again if he burnt everything everyone worked hard on?”
“ye-yeah… that’s one of the things he and his father disagree on plus the whole
looting thing. Anyway, you need to understand Damian, he has a messed up and
rough childhood.”
“And we didn’t?”
Jason’s jaw dropped and stared at him for a second before ruffling his own
hair. “I'm working with what I have here, so why don't you just let me have
this.”
Dick rolled his eyes in response. To be honest, he has no interest in knowing
more about Damian but he was tired and sore, so he allowed Jason to continue in
speaking.
“what I’m trying to say is, he’s a whole lot of different from us. He grew up
in total isolation, people weren’t allowed to be with him and he was not
allowed to be with them unless it was for his training. He didn't know what
affection and love was, it was trained out of him. He couldn’t directly say
what he feels or know what others feels. He has little to none knowledge about
human interaction and even now, it’s hard for him to act like his age.”
“Why?” Curiousity started to raise in his mind.
“That’s just how he was raise. The king had always argued with the queen on
Damian’s upbringing but he didn’t fought enough for it and let Talia do
whatever she wants.”
“Don’t they love him?”
“Errr… it’s a bit complicated.” Jason stood up, his gaze focusing on the door.
It was obvious the conversation was ending there. “It’s great talking to you
Dick and we should do this again sometime but right now, I need to find demon
brat before Bruce will chop my ass off for not taking this job seriously.”
Dick nodded and watched the other man went out the door.
That’s right, Tim and Jason were looking for Damian. Damian had disappeared
after their fight and Dick helped to find the prince.
So he was the one to find Damian first huh? Where did he found him anyway?
Where is this place? He slowly shift his head and let his eyes wander around.
Judging from the open air and the smell of fresh grass, he could say their
somewhere outside or in the gardens. He looks back at the prince whose face
starts to soften after bandaging his injury.
He opens his mouth to say thanks but his eyes have shot wide open as he notices
someone behind Damian.
“Look out!” He screams.
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“Why did you let them out of your sight?!” Tim exclaims, his heading burning in
exasperation. His body running faster to look for the disappeared prince and
his omega.
“Hey, I can’t keep an eye on two people at the same time okay?” Jason reasons
out and follows the pace of the alpha to stare at him in the eye.
“You weren’t taking care of them at the same time! You were supposed to take
care of Dick!” Tim stops from walking, his body fully turns on Jason and stares
at him, his index finger poking at the beta’s chest.
“I messed up okay?!” Jason shoots his hands up in the air, “What has gotten
your panties all twisted up anyway?”
Tim sighs,this is not the time to argue with a numbskull like him. Rubbing the
bridge of his nose, he says, “it's not like I’m not worried about them or
anything but I’m worried about something else.” He pauses, Jason tries to ask
him what it is but Tim beat him into it. “It’s just a hunch but I think Dick’s
pregnant.”
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Notes
     DSA made a new art for this story ❤️
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“Explain to me, why do you think Dick is pregnant.” Jason asks after a few
seconds of stuttering by what Tim had revealed.
“Well… just like I said earlier, it’s a hunch but I think the possibility is
high.” Tim replies, not bothering to fully answer the beta’s inquiry as he is
too busy to look for the disappeared prince and his omega. “And besides, why
are you here? If we need to find them ASAP, don’t you think it’s better to
split up?”
“That’s how I lost Dick and I’m not losing you Tim.”
“Oh, how romantic Jay.” Tim feigns a swoon.
“Seriously, just tell me about your hunch and leave the rest to me.” Jason
takes a hold of Tim’s right wrist, the alpha stares at him with a little
annoyed look but ultimately lets out what appears to be a sigh of defeat.
“Alright, you see, after coming back from Metropolis. Bruce have been all over
my case about Damian and how he’s treating Dick. He believes that I can somehow
convince the prince to treat Dick better and since I get tired of hearing
Bruce’s bitching, I tipped the servant that was supposed to attend to Dick’s
needs and met him myself then—
“Wait, you look different than the usual servants here.” The omega said. Tim
won’t lie, the omega appeared to be more cautious and observant than he
expected. Tim smiled at his observation. Opening the curtain just so he could
see his face clearly, he replied, “That’s because I’m not a servant.”
The omega, Dick, stared more at him, like he’s studying him. Tim won’t lie, the
omega was attractive—an exotic beauty—that is rare to find. No wonder the
prince is smitten all over him.
Slowly, Tim approached the older man and sat at the edge of the bed, “My name
is Timothy and I’m a scholar of this kingdom.”
“Nice to meet you Timothy but could you?” the omega let out a sweet smile
before tugging the chains attached to the wall.
“Oh, my apologies.” Tim let out the key he took from the servant, reminding
himself to return it before Damian will realize he entered his chambers without
consent, and unlocked the lock. “So you’re probably wondering—“ Tim’s taken
aback as Dick immediately head to the table. Holding on to the fruit bowl, the
omega throws all of its contents on the table before throwing up on the bowl.
“Are you alright?” Tim asked after a few minutes. He didn’t know what to do,
should he comfort or let him be?
“ye-yeah. It’s just a stomach flu, that’s all.”
Tim blinked a few times. His mind already jumping from one conclusion to
another. “Tell me, how long have you had this flu?”
Dick wiped his mouth with his hand. “A few days ago. Why?”
“No, it’s nothing. I was just thinking how you manage to get sick when you’ve
only been staying here for a few days.”
“One of the servants have suggested that I ate something funny while the other
one have said that I may not be used to the cuisine here and my stomach’s
having a hard time adjusting to it.”
“Hmmm… that’s plausible.” He hummed yet Tim still felt unease. “So does the
prince know about this?”
“No, the servants have told me he had already a lot of problems at hand plus I
have no intention of talking to him nor want more of his attention and besides,
you don’t need to worry about me. I was given a medicine for it, though it only
has a short term effect since I go back to throwing up in the morning.”
Tim felt silent. He didn’t want to burst the bubble but somehow he felt like
Dick has also had the conclusion of himself being pregnant.
“Then, I told him to stop taking the medication since I can make a better
remedy at my room. Though that was just an excuse to let him go out and we
talked over tea and biscuits.” Tim finishes his story.
“Tim, you really need to stop thinking to the extreme. I mean it’s all well and
good but still, chill.”
“I know but the tea I gave him earlier was an indicator.”
Jason gives him a quizzical look.
“As you know. We don’t know much about a person being pregnant. Sure there are
the obvious signs such as the swelling of the chest and belly, the nausea and
mood swings but sometimes these indicator are too late to appear. Heats can be
the earliest sign but other omegas don’t have a regular pattern of heats and I
think Dick’s one of them. So I’ve been studying along with other people, asking
specialist ranging from doctors, herbalist, scholars and many more. I came up
with a tea that smell alluring but will actually taste bitter if a non-pregnant
person will drink it, there’s no side effects from the tea. It was the result
of my study and so far, I’ve used it on clinics on other kingdoms when I visit
there as a diplomat. The results looked promising so yeah… Dick drank it and
emptied the cup with no reaction to the bitter taste.”
“Well, you said the results are promising right?”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s hope nothing bad will happened before we find them.” Jason then takes
Tim into his hands and starts to run to the opposite direction where the alpha
is planning to head.
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“Look out!” Dick screams, his body immediately jolts and protects Damian by
using his body as shield. He futilely scream in pain when his back hits the
ground, it appears his injury is on his back which sadly is being current
crushed with his and Damian’s weight, combined.
He holds back the tears, he could hear Damian cursing and asking whether he is
fine all at once. Dick tries to focus on other things besides the pain, he
meditates and soon enough, things begin to ease up. His mind recalls the time
when Tim said he couldn’t find the prince anywhere and continued to look for
him in other places while he ordered Jason to take care of him yet Jason
disobeyed Tim and searched on his own. Dick helped and they split the area to
look for him faster.
Dick managed to find the prince standing at the gardens, his back turned
against him. He approached closer, no one was with him but it looked like he
was talking to someone and upon further inspection, Dick realized Damian had a
black cat on his arms.
He turned his back and planned to tell Jason and Tim he found the prince
though… hearing the cat meowing and hissing desperately has caught his
attention. In a mere second, he saw the prince falling on the ground, knocked
unconscious. Dick didn’t saw what happened but he knew it was dangerous, he ran
towards the prince and saw men clad in black armor surrounding him, they all
had mask on their faces so he can’t identify them. One thing was for sure,
their presence screamed dangerous.
When one of the masked men pointed a sword on the unconscious prince, Dick
jumped in to his rescue. In result, he was the one who got stabbed in the back.
Baring the excruciating pain, he carried Damian on his shoulders, running as
far away from them as possible before passing out from blood loss.
Damian worries, he could see Dick starting to pass out again. His anger
boiling, he looks at the assassins and swears, “You’ll pay for this!”
It was Damian’s fault really, after Dick had left him, he walked around the
gardens, not wanting to return to an empty room. He was too distracted by what
just happened and didn’t expect an unexpected attack. He was knocked out cold
before he could defend himself.
He curses himself for being saved by Dick—yet again even though he vowed
himself to protect him. He lets tackles one of them, punch the other in the
face, but they’re good. The assassins are agile and flexible with just a little
amount of time, they manage to recover from the punches Damian throws and even
manages to attack back. They work well together, so good that Damian couldn’t
fully defend himself and is stab in his left thigh, he grits his teeth,
ignoring the pain and continues to fight.
Ultimately he is pinned to the ground with men more than four holding him down.
There are two people left standing, their enormous glass eyes looks haunting.
Damian notices that the remaining two are talking on what they’re going to do
to Dick next. He growls. He won’t let them hurt his omega, not again.
Mustering all his strength, the young prince gets back to his feet and tackles
the two, who he thinks are the leaders, he is easily overpowered. Now, with his
head on the ground and a boot pressed against it, one of them takes out their
sword and says, “Master only told us to bring you back alive, he didn’t said we
can’t maim you.” As he was going to attack—
“Don’t!” Dick screams, he breathes out, his body is getting numb all over. It
was difficult to move but he does so anyway, he forces himself to stand up. “I
won’t let you hurt him.”
“Or what?” the man asks, his body now turning towards Dick but his feet still
remains on Damian. “You can’t obviously win against us.”
Dick clenches his fists. He knows he has no chance but he needs to buy time.
Surely, this open area has already brought attention, it’s just a matter of
time before Jason and the rest will find them. “I’ll fight you for him.”
“Dick don’t be crazy! You’re wounded and—“ didn’t you say you hate me? Those
part were left unspoken. Dick gives him a determined looked, “Don’t worry about
it. You’re the prince after all. Everyone would weep if something will happened
to you but I’m just an omega with nothing to lose.”
It appears the man has taken an interest and hums. He approaches him and draws
his sword in front of Dick’s face. Damian really thought it was over but only
realize, the man had cut the chains on Dick’s limbs. “Fine. Give him your
sword.” He orders the other to toss the sword to Dick. Dick fumbles a little
but still stances for a duel. “The fight would be to the death. You hear?”
“Y-yes.” Dick clutches his sword, he can do this. As long as he could stall
these men from taking Damian, then surely Jason and Tim or one of the royal
guards would find them.
The sword fight begins. Lots of clashing, the man is strong and agile. His
movements are fluid and graceful. It reminds Dick the time when he was
performing at the circus. It’s like this man wasn’t a born fighter but rather a
performer. He tries his hardest to defend himself and never has the chance to
fight back.
Within, a few seconds, he’s backed in a corner. The man laughs at him, “You’re
feisty and you have some moves in you. You might be an asset to us. Tell you
what, if you lose, I won’t kill you.” Dick eyes widens in relief, but soon
frowns when he hears the words, “in exchange you’ll be taken along with the
prince. How’s that?”
“Fine.” Dick manages to breathe out an answer before the other man could attack
him again. At least he won’t be killed or kill someone tonight.
The other assassins are captivated at watching the duel. Damian is too but he
could use this moment as an opportunity. Stretching his hands and neck, he
kicks one of the men at the shin and the other an upper cut, he then starts to
knock the rest who are trying to contain him again. He looks at Dick and sees
the omega being distracted by what he’s doing, their leader is ready to throw
in the final blow and the next thing he knows…
The man dueling Dick had his head stuck with a sword, he looks and see Jason
saving Dick.
“Prince, are you alright?” Tim asks and helps the prince in apprehending the
assassins.
“I’m fine, take care of Dick first, he’s gravely injured.” He says and finishes
knocking all the men down.
He takes a deep breath, forcing himself to stand up, of all the battles he
participated not once has he failed this deeply. Surely his parents would be
disappointed at how weak he is but what’s more important was that he’s
disappointed at himself for not being strong enough to save Dick. He looks back
at his assailant, he’s never seen these type of people before, they were
skilled and more importantly, the way they fight feels like they’ve known how
the prince will do next.
Like they studied his movements and the only ones who knows how he fights are
his families and teachers. He highly doubts any of them would betray him, so
who are these mysterious people?
These people weren’t from his grandfather’s kingdom but rather, if felt like
something more. They had an almost similar design from the league’s but instead
of plain black clothes, they were adorned with yellow design looking all over
their armors, had sharp claws as weapons and more importantly, their masks
looks like an owl.
He wants to ponder into it more but Dick needs more attention. He sees the two
helping him get up. Damian approached them and thinks of the only person who
might be responsible for such attack.
He may have a deep conversation with his father when all of these are settled.
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Damian never leaves Dick’s side since the incident. The guards have been on
their tails finding the assassins, who mysteriously disappeared along with the
dead body of their leader when their heads were turned.
Damian is not worried about them but rather on Dick. It's been three days since
then and most of the time Dick spends it on sleeping, his wounds are getting
better and the medicine given to him are working properly. He was also given a
drink that will cause him to fall asleep to ease the pain but still… Damian
worries for his well-being.
The young prince gently brushes Dick’s hair, thinking of the time how useless
he was. He was supposed to be the one to protect him, wasn’t it the purpose of
him bringing him here? To be protected and loved? So why was it the other way
around again?
No, Dick never loved him. Damian closes his eyes and remembers what Dick had
told him in their fight.
“I will never love someone as horrible as you.”
Those words run deep. It hurts, even now. yet… if Dick hated him, why did he
save him? Does it mean he still cares about him? Damian doesn’t know. He knew
he was a screw up, years of isolation and loneliness had caused him to be
apathetic towards others. He knew that but didn’t care, so why does he care
about it now?
He doesn’t get it. Even if Dick hates him and says no, Dick can’t do anything
about it, he has no say in this relationship. Damian can just easily force
himself on him like what he didn’t so many times before, so why now? Why is he
doubting himself? It’s so weird.
Letting his hands run down around the omega’s face. Damian gives him a light
kiss on the lips, “No matter what you say, I’ll still continue to love you. I
know I can be a little rough but I promise, I will change—” The prince then
holds on to Dick’s hand. He grips it tight but not tight enough to cause pain.
He kisses the back of the omega’s hand before continuing, “—just for you.”
Within a few moments, Dick’s eyes starts to falter. Damian lets out a sigh of
relief upon seeing him waking up.
“Are you alright?” he asks, his face looking all sincere.
The omega nods yet winces when he moves his body in the slightest.
“You should continue to sleep. The medicine’s are working effectively . It's
only a matter of time before you’re all healed up.” The prince tucks the covers
closer to his omega. He looks fondly at him when he sits at the edge of the
bed. Damian can’t seem to take his eyes off him.
Dick seems to notice something’s bugging the prince and looks like wants to
asks what's the matter, Damian scots over closer to him, “I’m sorry. For
everything I’ve done. I wanted to protect you... yet you were the one who
protected me, again. “
His hands wander around Dick’s body. His nose twitching from the omega’s
alluring scent. Damian finds his way straddling on Dick before proceeding in
licking his neck, then lips, “I promise. This time I’ll be the one to protect
you.” He promises and kisses him for the last time.
…
..
.
“You cannot easily dismiss this father!” Damian screams, his hands curling into
balls of fists out of anger. How is it his father, the all great and powerful
king, so stubborn? They've been talking for almost half an hour now and not
once has the king ever look at him in the eyes. “I’m certain it was his doing.
Those people, there’s no way a simple assassin could take me in surprise.”
“You need to train more. You’ve been in war for too long that you forgot
sometimes battles don’t always appear in front of you.” Bruce merely replies,
his tone cold, monotonous and uncaring. “It was a failed assassination attempt
this time but what will happened next? I’m sure Jason and the rest won’t be
able to protect you all the time.”
Damian growls, it may be true about him still lacking training but that’s not
the case at hand here. “You say it was an assassination but why did they knock
me unconscious if they could strike me without any warning?”
“Precaution. They don’t want you to attract any attention from others.”
Damian wants to scream at this point. How can his father deny at the evidences?
The prince is certain this wasn't an assassination, he remembers one them
saying they'll take him back to their master and he already shared that
information to his father but still… doesn't Bruce even care about him? “Do you
hate me that much to avoid the obvious or are you afraid of the possibility,
your brother—the one you overthrew—wants revenge?”
It's only for a brief second but Damian could see his father flinching from his
statement. So his finally paying attention to him huh?
“The assassins wore a symbol similar to uncle’s insignia, father. You can’t
deny this, you know this day would have come eventually.”
Finally after what appears to be hours of argument, his father looks at him in
the eyes. The king’s presence had always been intimidating but this time, it
looks more frightening. Damian could feel the emanating anger flowing from him
yet he still continues to stand tall. “Do loathe me that much? I was the mere
prize for you to reclaim this kingdom!” He punctuates, the king’s scowl have
gotten deeper. “Fine! If you won’t do anything about it. Then I will.”
Damian turns his head away from his father. Fury boiling down his veins. He
couldn’t tell what would have happened if he stayed there a little longer.
Exiting the premises, he sees Jason and Tim waiting for him outside.
“Damian we need to tell you about something.” Tim hurries to his side as the
prince stomps his way back to his chambers.
“Yea, it's pretty important.” Jason adds.
He’s too angry to deal with them as he roars, “DON’T. FOLLOW. ME.”
Strangely enough the two complies and stops following him.The prince continues
to walk to the empty halls. That’s strange, he thinks to himself. Especially
now, the palace should be packed with soldiers guarding the area so why… he
doesn’t like the uneasy feeling he’s having. He runs directly to his chambers
and see the guards leaning on the wall.
From afar it would only look like they’re sleeping on the job but Damian’s no
fool. The way the bodies were positioned—lifeless and limp, the obvious drain
of color in their body. There aren't any presence of blood anywhere, though the
foul stench of death is everywhere. All of the guards were
killed—murdered—quickly and precisely.
Damian doesn't spend much time on the guards as he rushes over to his room.
Shit! he is hoping for whatever this is. Dick is alright. He can’t tell what
would happened to the sick bastard if he’ll ever touch his omega and by the
time he opens the door.
He sees someone, a tall dark figure standing over Dick, who is still sleeping
soundly, the prince wanted to threat at the man to not take a step closer, to
not touch his property but he can’t. This person, this man, standing in front
of him is severely dangerous and insane. He can’t tell what will happen next
but knowing the man is within arms-reach to his beloved, he could just easily
kill Dick if he wants to.
This is getting bad. His uncle, the former king, Thomas Jr. is back in Gotham
and Damian’s pretty sure this man didn’t come all the way here for a family
reunion.
Chapter End Notes
     Thomas Jr or Thomas II or Thomas the second, which one is better?
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Notes
     technically the sex scene is still dub-con since the two are kinda
     high with adrenaline/hormones/pheromones other warnings include
     attempt rape, thomas being creepy and some violence and blood
His uncle, Thomas Jr., the one responsible for the attack a few days ago and
the deaths present in his chambers, is now standing in front of him. Damian
lets out a low growl, this doesn't look good.
The man in front of him is dangerous and unpredictable. He was the one who's
responsible for the early demise of Damian’s grandparents. The young prince
heard stories about his uncle killing his parents in front of the entire royal
family when he was still young just so he could sit on the throne and be king.
No one dared to execute nor punished him for the heinous crime in fear of being
his next victim. Everyone bowed down to him in one day and ended up exiling
Damian’s father in the barren lands when Bruce refused to assist him in his
reign. It was also where his Father and Mother met.
The kingdom did flourish under Thomas Jr.’s ruling but in the wrong way, Thomas
Jr. had used slaves and crimes to make Gotham raise into power. Corruption,
plunder and killing anyone who disobeyed him, Thomas Jr. ruled with an iron
fist. People feared him and it ended into a bloody revolution when his father
came back and overthrew him.
“He looks so much like him.” the young prince heard his uncle whisper, his hand
snaking its way around Dick’s face, brushing it so intimately.
“Touch him again old man and I swear you’ll regret it.” Damian growls and jumps
in front of his deranged uncle to guard his sleeping omega. His alpha instinct
flaring to protect his own possession.
“So young and so energetic.” Thomas lets out a condescending smile and with one
hand, he holds Damian with ease and throws him on the ground. Heavy footsteps
echo through the room as Thomas Jr approaches him. The prince groans from the
pain, his injured feet getting numb especially when Thomas steps on it,
multiple times. “It’s such a waste a pretty omega like him belongs to you.” He
adds and gives a last stomp on the prince’s injured leg.
This time, Damian screams in agony. His uncle merely stares at him with a blank
face, he looks at him with no sympathy. Luckily, Thomas Jr lost interest in
beating him and walks away to resume in observing Dick. Damian curls himself
from the continuing spread of pain all over his leg as it starts to bleed.
“It’s unbelievable how similar they are.” the prince shots a look at the former
royalty when Thomas resumes in caressing Dick’s face.
The young alpha wanted for Dick to wake up, to realize that it isn’t him who’s
touching his face. Damian really believed his scream earlier could cause Dick
to wake up, though he guesses the medicine is too strong.
All Damian could do now is to stare and pray for his feet to stop hurting.
“His lips, hair and even eyelashes, they're all too similar” Thomas continues
to mumble, his fingers stops on Dick’s lips, thumbing it lightly like he’s
going to kiss him anytime soon.
Damian grits his teeth as he forces himself to stand up and ignore the pain. He
didn't need to hear this from his uncle, he knows all too well how in love his
uncle was with his own mate. He heard the story from the servants and even from
Jason and Tim, he heard how his uncle fell in love with a young male omega when
the circus performed in town. He was mesmerized by his beauty and grace that he
killed his mate’s parents just so he could solely own him. He was happy though
it was the beginning of his downfall. Thomas Jr. was so blindly in love with
his mate to the point where he would do anything to impress him but in the end,
his mate was killed by an enemy. Five chests in total were given to him in
front of the palace. There were no address as to where it came from and when he
opened one of the boxes, he realized it was the severed body of his beloved
omega. It was when his mentality begun to be unstable. Damian’s father used
this opportunity to start the revolution and easily beat him and banished him
far away.
“And just like him, he too was pregnant with our child.” Those words causes
Damian to stop at his thoughts, “Wh-what?” Damian stutters, his jaw drops in
disbelief. He couldn’t believe what he just heard.
“The scent is faint but it’s there. You’re still too young and your senses
aren’t as honed as mine.” Thomas murmurs, his gloved hands slowly descend from
Dick’s face to his neck and begins to strangle Dick. “Too bad you won’t be able
to see your child grow up.”
The omega immediately wakes up by the sudden pressure crushing around his neck.
He gasps for air but it's impossible when someone is pinning him down. His
vision is still blurry though he can see a figure that is too big to be Damian.
Instead of wondering who the guy is, Dick attempts to remove the tight grip
around his neck but to no avail.
This is bad, his head is getting light headed and he’s starting to pass out.
“Da-Damia…he..help—” he chokes out the words and the next thing he hears;
“Let go of him!” he could hear Damian shouting and soon enough, the
constriction on his neck gone. Dick coughs and gasps for air, his eyes teary
and face red. He looks at the two alphas fighting, what happened when he was
sleeping anyway?
“You’re not welcome here uncle!” Damian says and punches his uncle in the face.
Thomas merely laughs at him and stops his attack by kicking Damian in the gut
and knocking him off his feet with a side sweep.
The prince falls on to the ground with a loud thud. He tries to get up but
Thomas grabs him through his hair and pulls on it roughly. “You are the cause
of everything!” Thomas exclaims and gives Damian a solid punch. “If it wasn’t
for you and your harlot of a mother, I could have still running this kingdom.
Gotham is my birthright, not Bruce’s!” he continues on beating Damian for a few
minutes with mixture of punches and kicks until the younger alpha manages to
block his attack and starts to fight back.
Damian spits the blood collecting in his mouth, the pain is everywhere around
his body that he stop caring whether or not it hurts. His uncle had his fun and
now it’s his turn to return the favor. “Don’t you dare talk about my mother
that way!” he growls and attacks him again, kicking and punching his uncle. It
was true without his mother, his father would still be in exile. Grandfather
had agreed in helping his father to start a revolution in Gotham in exchange
for him and his mother to be married and conceive an heir. It was no secret
that Bruce and Talia didn’t love each other that much, even Damian knows that
the reason they’re still together is just because of him.
“I’ll kill you and I’ll kill your child also!” Thomas slams his head hard
towards Damian, causing the younger man to be disoriented and Thomas uses his
newly gained advantage by knocking him out cold with a hard slam on the ground.
Wiping the blood off his nose and mouth, Thomas heads back to the bed where
Dick is staying.
“W-who are you?” Dick asks, his body screaming to run away from this man as
soon as possible. This can’t possibly be the king, Dick could tell. They may
look similar but there’s a hint of oddity in his eyes. Dick scrambles his way
off the bed but he is caught by his ankle and is dragged to the ground, “You
could replace him.” the man whispers, his hands creeping towards Dick’s legs
and abdomen.
“Let go of me!” he shouts, his body thrashing, stopping the older man at his
advances.
Thomas Jr. chuckles at the fail attempts of release. The older man easily pins
him down, Dick groans at the pain when Thomas pushes him in the ground—in his
back— his wound begins to hurt.
The omega whimpers, when the older alpha fully corners him, his hands are being
held with one of his hands while the other starts to spread his legs and making
its way to his back.  “Just like he was before, I’ll claim you and make you
mine.” Thomas Jr, whispers before leaving a wet kiss on Dick’s neck and cheek.
Dick holds back a sob, he doesn’t want this, his body freezing all over. He
hopes for Damian to rescue him.
“Do.Not.Touch.Him.” Damian growls and rips the two away. His vision had gone
red and immediately attack his uncle, not giving a damn if Thomas can fight
back or not. This man was planning to take away what’s his and that’s not
acceptable.
“Damian stop!” Dick shouts and wraps his arms around the prince’s body.
Damian could smell the distress in his omega. He closes his eyes in order to
calm himself and by the time he opens them again, all he could see is the color
red on his hands. “I…” he looks down at his uncle, who was severely beaten
black and blue, Damian didn’t expect himself to go this far. “I’m sorry.” He
apologizes to Dick, his face scrunches when he sees the kiss mark left by
Thomas in Dick’s neck.
“I thought we could be civil about this but I guess it was a waste coming
here.” Thomas laughs, getting up he gives the pair a last look. “Just watch
your backs. I’ve trained numerous people to do my bidding and I believe you
already know how strong they are. If you don’t want a war in your hands then I
suggest you denounce your status as heir and disappear.” He warns before
disappearing in their sights.
Damian couldn’t care less what his uncle mean by it as long as he’s gone, then
everything is fine. He slouches as he let his body relax and take a huge deep
sigh of relief.
“Are you alright?” Dick asks wanting to check the bruised and beaten young
prince but is surprised when Damian holds on to his wrist, pinning him down in
the ground. “Le-t go.” he could easily remember those days where Damian would
take and force him. He could already tell this would be the same, he tries to
budge but Damian’s too strong even at this state.
Damian wants to smell it for himself, he wants to know if what his uncle had
said is true, is Dick really pregnant with their child? He sinks his nose on
his nape—where Dick’s scent is the strongest. He growls, he can't smell any
changes, only his uncle’s scent. “he touched you.” He practically growled. His
nose digging deeper against his nape. “I can still smell him. It’s
infuriating.” He licks the part where his uncle had licked Dick and replaces
the present hickey with his own.
His alpha instincts is still there, screaming and yelling at him to erase every
inch of his uncle on his omega, to reclaim what’s his and assert back
dominance. His mind feels light and his body warm, he doesn’t know where this
feeling comes from but whenever he touches Dick, it feels ecstatic.
Carrying the omega back to the bed, Damian holds on to him tighter and closer
and possibly more possessive. He places him on his lap and begins to leave
trails of kisses on his neck.
“Then remove him from me.” He didn't expect Dick to say those words and the
next thing he realize is more surprising. Dick kisses him on his own accord,
his body leaning close to the prince, his legs wrapping around Damian’s waist.
Damian wastes no time in digging his hands in Dick’s ass, groping and massaging
it obscenely. The omega lets out a loud moan, his hands wrap their way around
his neck.
Dick couldn't help but feel hot, he shouldn't feel this way. Damian had taken
him so many times against his will, so why is he craving for his touch now? He
doesn't understand it. Is the fear of being taken by another alpha scared him
that much? This doesn’t look good,
he’s getting hard from Damian’s ministrations. This should stop but he can’t—he
won’t.
The prince’s hard on presses around his thigh. Dick grinds his ass on it,
getting more and more aroused. He’s can’t wait any longer. The friction feels
amazing, Dick almost forgot how to breathe. “A-ah! Dami...an please…” he
pleads, as he could feel his climax to come near.
“You're mine aren't you?” The prince purrs, one of his fingers begin to probe
inside Dick’s soaking hole. He chuckles when he hears Dick moaning in each
thrust he makes by his finger.
“Ye-yes…” Dick could barely keep his breathing all together, he's so desperate
to be feel Damian inside him. “Just please fuck me already!”
Damian touches his chin and kisses him sweet and tenderly. His cock slowly
entering inside Dick. They started slow, Damian remembers the two of them are
still inured though that doesn’t seem to stop Dick from bouncing off his lap,
riding him so enthusiastically. They both kiss again, their tongues
intertwining inside, not breaking off the passionate kiss as Damian starts to
snap his hips quicker, his hands digging deeply around the omega’s waist and
starts marking him all over Dick’s body.
Though, somehow Damian feels like it's not enough, he needs more, wants to mark
Dick on a more permanently level but how can he do it? Damian’s mind have been
clouded with these thoughts and there's only one solution popping in his mind.
No he can’t possibly do that to him especially at this state.
So instead, he breaks of their kiss, a thin line of saliva appears between
them. Dick shudders and moans out Damian’s name,  “Da-damian… I’m…” the prince
gives his swollen lips one last peck, “I know.” he starts to focus on the same
angle in his thrusts, knowing that’s the spot where Dick feels the more
pleasure while his mouth makes its way around Dick’s neck and sucking on the
soft skin before scraping his teeth on it.
“You'll be mine forever won't you?” the prince asks, his voice all hoarse and
weak. He almost couldn’t suppress a moan when he starts to feel Dick clamping
around him tightly.
Dick let out a high pitched whine before answering, “ye-yes… yours forever.”
“Good.” He replies, holding onto Dick’s hand and gives his prostate as last
quick thrust as the cum together. Basking in the afterglow, Damian brushes
Dick’s hair, his eyes focus on Dick’s muscular stomach, if he really is
carrying his child, then there’s only one thing he could do. Dick is already
his to begin with and its only logical to take their relationship to the next
level.
***** Chapter 9 *****
Chapter Notes
     this is not edited so i'm sorry for any mistakes or inconsistencies
     on the story
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Dick wakes up with a dull and throbbing sensation around his head. It hurts so
much that even when he rubs his forehead to ease the pain, it doesn’t relieve
him from any pain. He groans loudly while cursing internally. There’s no way he
has any intention of getting up nor getting ready anytime soon. His head is
just too painful to bear to the point where it feels like it would spilt into
two.
Shifting his body into a more comfortable position, Dick buries himself in the
layers of soft sheets. He could still smell the scent of Damian on it, it feels
good, soothing even comforting. Dick slowly lulls back to sleep with his newly
found comfort but the thought Damian’s scent comforting him, feels wrong and
it’s where Dick remembers what happened the last time he was awake.
Someone attacked him—attacked them and he… oh god.
The thought of consenting and even initiating the sexual act towards the prince
disgusts him so much that he completely have forgotten about his headache and
just starts a long and painful process of self-hatred and self-loathing. He
never thought this day would have come, he wants to throw up– he’s not sure
whether it’s from his sickness or from the sick feeling of enjoying sex with
Damian—but he does so anyway.
He didn’t manage to get up fully, instead, Dick just rolls himself at the edge
of the bed and grabs onto the nearest object he could reach, which is a small
basin with water and towel on it and just threw up. Dick vomits all the small
content his stomach has and wishes he could dies from it other than dealing
with what’s next to come.
No…other than the sex and the attack, he also remembered someone who looks like
the king said he was pregnant. There was no concrete evidence of it but the
king look-alike sounded like he’s so sure, so certain of himself about it. This
can’t be.He didn’t want to believe it, he knew the possibility of getting
pregnant ever since he met the prince was high. He just refused to believe it
and truly hoped that it was just food poisoning but now that the others knew—
the prince knew— Dick doesn’t want to deal with this right now.
His head is spinning, his insides are all tangled up and tears are now falling
from his eyes. This can’t be happening, this can’t be happening. He repeatedly
tells himself until he feels a constriction around his chest and his vision
starting to get blurry.
He feels like passing out and soon enough, the world around him starts to fade
into black.
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Damian is stuck in his Father’s study along with his parents Tim, Jason and
some of the high ranking guards. His scowl deepens as he subtly listen at his
father’s conversation with Jason about what they retrieved from the scene where
Thomas attacked. What ticked the young alpha off the most is that he’s just
there in the corner, sitting quietly as Tim tends at his injuries.
“How many guards were confirmed dead?” Bruce asks, his voice and face is as
stoic as ever.
“Around a dozen or so. We’re still trying to search for other possible areas
the suspect attacked though it’s difficult to track since there were no
evidences left other than the ones we saw on the victims.” Jason reports and
the look on Bruce just slightly become angrier, “Most of the attacks were done
precisely on the throat which causes the victims to instantly bleed out. There
were no weapons left on the scene either but judging from the shape of the
marks left on them, we concluded that the possible weapon is either a knife or
something that resembles it.”
The king nods in response and he could feel the young prince’s gaze on him.
“You can’t deny the truth Father. It was Uncle Thomas, I’m certain. I have
fought against him and he even have the audacity to try and take my mate as
his.” Damian growls, his anger growing more and more as the realization of his
father not believing him sinks in. He tries standing up, to confront his father
about the issue but his anger slowly turns into pain when Tim holds on to him
and starts applying some medication on his aching, battered body.
“We may need further investigation…” before the king could add more to his
statement, Talia takes a step on the situation, “Don’t be blind beloved.” She
voices out, her eyes staring daggers at her husband. “your incompetent brother
have waged war against our kingdom, our son. We can’t just let this slide.”
“and what if Thomas was lying? He’s a smart and cunning man, we can’t just
waste our soldiers on some baseless assumption.”
“This isn’t baseless! Our son had witnessed it, does his injuries mean nothing
to you? Does the lives of your soldiers, your brother killed, mean nothing?
Does our marriage mean nothing?”
Bruce remains silent, like he’s assessing the situation. Damian couldn’t
believe his Father still hasn’t accepted the fact of his Uncle’s return despite
of the piling evidences. He lets out a deep sigh, he would pretty much prefer
to be with his newly bondedand matedpartner than be here. 
Screw this, he’s too frustrated and tired to argue with the king. Letting out a
sigh, Damian just allow Tim to finish patching him up and says his small
appreciation to the older alpha before listening to his parents arguing.
There’s a small crushing sensation that slowly begins to bloom around his
chest. He can’t fully explain it but he’s certain that it’s not his injuries
who’re causing him this kind of pain. Leaning his body forward, the young alpha
prince access what’s happening to him before another prickling sensation
appears, this time it’s around his head. It almost feels like he’s being
strangled or passing out. Somehow breathing starts to be difficult for him as
he starts to feel light headed and his vision getting cloudy.
“Hey, Damian are you alright?” he could hear Tim’s worried voice asking him but
he ignores him. No, these sensations, they weren’t caused but his injuries but
rather…
“I need to go now.” he weakly proclaims and realizes that there is something
wrong with Dick.
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Everything and anything is dark and silent. It’s scary how something so void
can be so calming. The sound of nothingness almost becomes a lullaby for him.
Even his body feels light, like he’s floating on water, it feels nice.
“Dick!” he could hear the prince’s voice dragging him out of the floating
sensation, the darkness slowly eroding and soon he begins to see a small ray of
light and is being leaned into something warm. His vision is hazy and couldn’t
focus on anything though he could tell, it’s the prince who’s currently holding
him snuggly. He leans his head on the crook of his neck. “Stay calm and try to
breathe.” Damian softly whispers on his ear, his fingers slowly massaging his
head as he holds on to him tightly.
It almost feels nice, being held like this. Being taken care of. Being—
“No!” Dick screams while trying his best to push himself away from the prince.
How could he feel so comfortable with someone like Damian? Has Dick forgotten
how much this man have hurt him? There’s no way he could ever feel safe if he’s
around him, now his body begins to shake, he mumbles, “D-don’t come near me.”
Damian sighs, he has no time in dealing with Dick like this. He could just
force the omega to submit to him and be over with it but it’s not how mates
should treat each other especially when their bond is just newly established.
He can’t afford to put Dick into much stress especially now that he’s carrying
his child plus his injuries are still aching and he doesn’t know what to do in
a situation like this.
Standing up, the prince spare Dick a look for the last time before saying,
“I’ll go and get Tim.” Before leaving his mate all shaken and scared.
…
..
.
“You stay here.” Tim immediately puts his hand on Damian’s shoulder as soon as
he reaches the room.
“Why?” the prince glares at him. “He’s my mate, we’ve formed a bonded already.
I don’t see the point why I can’t be him.” he retorts.
“Look, I know you’re worried about Dick’s wellbeing and all, but I think the
whole reason why he’s in this state is all because of you.”
“What do you mean?” Damian quirks a brow while crossing his arms. On his mind,
he could barely control his anger.
Tim sighs, he could tell that the young prince is getting angry at him, “Alphas
in situations like this are hard to deal with. You’re beaten and tired. Why
don’t you rest for a while and I’ll talk to you later when you’re not cranky
and possessive. Okay?”
“—Tt—, how am I supposed to rest if I’m not allowed to enter in my chambers?”
“Sleep somewhere else!” Tim replies follow by a strong sound of the door
shutting close.
The young alpha lets out a deep sigh, there’s no point in forcing himself to
enter the room if Tim’s there. So he leaves his chambers with a defeated look
on his face. He doesn’t get it, why did Dick reject him? They’re supposed to be
mated, bonded for life and being pregnant with his child just makes it even
realer. Isn’t that supposed to mean they’re perfect for each other? So why did
Dick reject him? He doesn’t understand it. Doesn’t Dick want to be with him?
No, that can’t be, if he didn’t want to be with him; then he should’ve—
‘I will never love someone as despicable as you’
Damian could still remember those painful words. The way Dick looks at him with
full of anger and despise. It makes him wonder what he did wrong. Was he too
forceful on him? Too harsh? Urghhh…Thinking just makes his head feel even
worse. Maybe Tim’s right, maybe Damian should take a rest and maybe, just maybe
when he gets better, he’ll be able to comprehend more what’s truly happening.
Walking out at his chambers, Damian head to one of the places where he can
relax and rest.
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“Hi Dick, it’s me Tim.” The young alpha says, his voice sounding all gentle and
small like he’s talking to a scared child. Tim had known how to handle
distressed omegas like Dick, he’s encountered plenty of these situation when
he’s travelling. So handling this situation should be easy for him.
Dick looks so small especially when he has his body all wrap to protect himself
and visibly shaking.
“Are you alright?” he asks when he’s on a reachable distance. Dick freezes for
a second before he looks at him, there are tears running down his eyes, his
face all red and the obvious stench of despair permitting the air.
“N-no.” Dick manages to reply, his voice hoarse like he’s getting choked up.
“Why?” Tim sits beside him, he didn’t want to rile up the omega especially when
they’re pregnant, they’re more sensitive on their surroundings and on people
who’re they’re with.
“I…I… I bonded with the prince…it was all my fault… I-I seduced him and I let
him mark me!” he could barely make up the sentence with choking up, it was an
ugly revelation. Tim could feel how stressful and painful this would be for any
omegas for he too met different people who’s on the same situation as Dick.
People who got mated to those who raped and abused them but it’s a rare
instance. A mating ritual, even to the point of bonding, requires the consent
of two parties, a bond wouldn’t be completed if the other party doesn’t want to
be mated so this can be a little complicated for him to diffuse the situation.
Instead, he cautiously holds Dick on the shoulder, patting it gently and asks
him, “you know it’s not the end of the world. Being mated with the prince may
not be as bad as you think.”
“How? I barely have any freedom as it is! and now you want me to accept my
fate? To be his mate and bare children? I don’t want to be like that! I hate
the prince and I wish I never met him!”
“No, I was thinking of you having the choice to deal with this or not. Newly
mended bonds can easily be broken but that’s not the problem, I’m talking
about… ”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m giving you the option Dick. If you want to get rid of the child or not.”
Dick looks surprised like he’s not expecting Tim to say something as farfetched
as what he just said. Tim slowly travels his hand around his shoulder to his
hand and squeeze it tight. “I know it’s bit cruel but if you’re not ready to be
a parent yet, then you can tell me and I can give you a medicine to get rid of
it.” he could feel Dick’s hand tremble from his statement. “If you decide to
keep it, then I’ll be here to support you in anyway but if you don’t want too,
then I suggest you get rid of it the sooner the better or else it could lead to
complications on your part.”
“But how? This child is the prince’s offspring—the future heir. If I’ll get rid
of it, people will see it as treason. It’s just… it’s not the way I imagined to
be pregnant. I wanted it to be with someone I love not with someone who forced
me.” he clutches on his stomach as he begins to cry again, Tim soothes him by
rubbing small circles on his back and lulls him with some comforting words and
gestures.
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Damian ends up sleeping in one of Tim’s rooms located in the palace. By the
time he wakes up, he sees Jason sitting at the corner with a book on his hand.
“You feeling better?” the beta asks.
“Sore but it’s manageable.” He replies. “you’re not here to check up nor to
guard me, why are you here?”
Jason stares intently at him for a while before opening his mouth, “I’m here to
talk to you about Dick and how you see your relationship with him.”
“—Tt—please, I don’t need to listen to you.”
“Look I may not be an expert at this but I’m certain that you’re wondering why
he rejected you despite of being bonded with each other.” The look on Damian’s
face when Jason had said those words were comical. His eyes and mouth are open
wide like the prince is surprised for him to say something like that.
“How did you know?”
“Ah, Demon-spawn, it’s written all over your face and scent. Anyways, tell me
all about your thoughts.”
“—Tt—I doubt you can comprehend what I’ll say.”
“Try me.” Jason replies with a smirk on his face.
“Fine.” The young prince exasperates, “I don’t understand why Dick hates me. My
teachers have taught me if I love someone I can just take them and do whatever
I want since I’m the prince. They told me that the person I love will just
eventually love me back, I mean I gave Dick everything he wanted, a comfortable
and safe home, decent meals and a secured future. I don’t understand why he
would push me away.”
“Aw man…” Jason mutters as he rubs the back portion of his head. He truly
regrets not being able to put more effort on stopping Talia’s men on
brainwashing Damian back then. “Umm... how should I say this, Damian. That is
not how romance work. Let me tell you a thing or two about loving someone.”
…
..
.
“So how was your talk with Damian?” Tim asks.
“Horrible. You have no idea how many times he called me stupid for trying to
correct his ways.” Jason responds while leaning his head on the wall.
“Baby steps Jay. Baby steps.” Tim almost couldn’t stop himself at laughing when
he look at how drained Jason is.
“Speaking of babies, how’s Dick?”
“He managed to calm down. I’ve told him he has the every right to get rid of
the baby if he wants to.”
“You don’t think he’ll do it right?”
“Hmmm… I don’t know. Seeing how devastated Dick is, I’m sure he’s trying to
contemplate on what he’ll do next and I think that’s for the best. He and
Damian may have mated and bonded but that doesn’t mean it cannot be destroyed.
Freshly made bonds are the easiest to break. It’s only up to them if they want
to remain in this relationship or not.”
“It’s a bit messed up, isn’t it?”
“yeah.”
The beta let out a sigh and shift his head to stare at the scenery through the
window. “Oh man, why can’t they just talk it out like we do?”
“that’s probably because Damian will force himself on Dick again.” Tim muses
and joins Jason at looking at the stars twinkling at the night sky. The two
share a few minutes of solemnity before Tim breaks it by saying, “Which reminds
me, Dick might go through another panic attack if he sees Damian at this
moment, so it’ll be for the best if they’ll be separated for a while.”
“Easier said than done, do you really think the demon-prince will listen to
us?”
“Probably.” Tim shrugs while hoping.
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Damian knocks on the door.  The talk he had with Jason wasn’t much of a help
but he did manage to get something out of his self-reflection after the talk he
had with Jason. That’s why he’s here back at the front door of his room,
knocking and hoping for Dick to open it.
He’d like to talk to him, even just for a little.
Since they’ve been mated. The prince have felt these new weird sensations all
over his body, he’s been taught by his teachers before on what will happened if
he’s bonded with someone but he never expect for it to be painful. These weird
sensations are supposed to be Dick’s emotions and feelings, Damian can feel
what he’s feeling and vice versa, so why are they all painful sensations? Isn’t
Dick happy being mated with him?
It made him thought that maybe, just maybe Jason may have a point. “It’s fine
if you don’t want to open the door but I just want to you to listen to me. I am
a prince and everything I’ve done, everything I’ve did people would always say
it was the right thing to do. I wasn’t fully told that my actions have
consequences on others and even if they did, they’re only a few handful of
people who manage to point those out and I mostly ignore them. But I don’t
think it’s an excuse for me, I’m really trying. I really am. I have made a vow
to be the person you wanted me to be and I know it’s not easy for you to
forgive me and I understand that completely. I apologize for all the things
I’ve done, though I know apologizing will not be enough—”
Before he could say anything else, the doors open and he sees Dick. A sense of
relieve course down through his body as he realize Dick still wants to see him
but a horrible dread dawns on him by seeing how miserable his mate look like.
“This will be quick.” He promises and he could see Dick having all of his
attention on him.
….
..
.
“What are you doing here Damian?” Tim asks. “Where’s Dick?”
“Don’t tell me you did something to him.” Jason adds.
“I didn’t.” Damian merely replies, his eyes casting towards the window.
The two look around the area but they can’t see where Dick is. The place looks
untouched and they’ve been only gone for a few minutes, so it’s impossible for
Dick and Damian to fight at a short amount of time.
“Where is he?” Tim asks again.
“I let him go.” It’s almost a rumble but they both heard it.
Jason approaches him, his face all scrunched up, “What do you mean?”
“I talked to him and he told me that he doesn’t want to be with me, so I let
him go.” It’s all the prince could say before tears starts to fall down on his
face.
Chapter End Notes
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     me and unfortunately it will still be hectic until the month of
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     fic and don't worry! just a few more chapter before this story ends :
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