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John's repressed moaning is music to Marquis's ears, the sound of skin on skin is marvelous. "Good boy..", Marquis pants, his face buried in the back of John's neck.
Who thought the day where, Marquis had the great John Wick under him, would come?
"That's it darling, that's it..."
"P-Please- no-"
John's pleading was giving him a hard on. To make a man with so much reputation, masculinity and respect, beg for you to fuck him is an absolutely chilling process.
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Alphas and omegas, have always been rare. They tend to hide their second genders and act as normal humam beings.
Marquis was one of them. An Alpha, a trust worthy member of the high table, pretending to be a normal person.
The high table, of course knew but no one else did. John Wick, the man, the myth, the legend, himself did not know.
John was an Omega, which was surprising because Omega's tend to be weaker, but John overcame that. He became known as one of the most feared man. The Baba Yaga; The Boogeyman.
Since he was back in with his 'family', now he could fight Marquis De Gramont, in a duel which will lead to either one of their deaths.
The meeting was held, everything was decided. During that particular meeting, he smelt the pheromones of an Alpha, and that Alpha was Marquis, John always wore a concealer which would hide his pheromones but not Marquis he guessed.
The duel would be at sun rise, but what John did not take in as a problem was his heat.
His heat that was about to start because he could feel it. He needed to do something about that. he needed...an Alpha. He didn't know any Alpha's though.
Except for one.
Marquis.
But there was no way in hell he was about to beg his enemy to help him. There was only one other way, forcing Marquis to help him.
At midnight, he broke into Marquis's base, sniffing him out from his pheromones, finding out where he is.
He needed this, or else he'd lose the duel. Marquis wasn't going to help him by his own, so he'd force him to.
He found Marquis in his study, wearing a black coat suit, with a golden chain hanging from it's pocket.
His back turned to John. "Well, well, well, Mr. Wick, what a surprise.", he said in his own unique accent.
"Marquis.", John replyed back.
"What business have you got here? Didn't we settle for the duel at sun rise?"
"...", John honestly didn't have any more words, he was about to go in full heat and his concealer would stop working any second.
"My, my, John, are you here to kill me?", Marquis closed the book in his hands and put it aside. Turning to face John.
"No..", John said with a hoarse voice.
Marquis raised his eyebrows, "No?", he questioned sarcastically.
"I need you to...to-", John suddenly felt heat pool into his lower stomach. he felt small amounts of slick run down his legs. His face went red, he was panting, hard.
"To what, John?", Marquis said as he began moving towards him, "hm?".
John kept his head down. He would not plead for something so vulgar, he wouldn't. But the strong Alpha pheromones Marquis was releasing without thought was driving him crazy. "To-", he got cut off as he felt the alpha pheromones get stronger, his concealer was finally worned off by the amount of Omega pheromones that John was emitting, revealing himself to Marquis.
Marquis stopped in his tracks, just in front of John. His face in a look of gentle shock. "..Tell me John, are you an..omega?", he asked carefully.
"...Yes", John said and immediately pounced onto Marquis, knocking him down, straddling his hips.
Marquis grunted, his straight hair turned messy. John pinned his hands above him.
"Don't struggle. I need to do this.", John grumbled warningly.
Marquis chuckled, "You need what, John? A cock to stuff you?", he tilted his head, smirking. "My cock, to fill you up?", he grinned.
"Shut up", John said as he hastily unbuckled Marquis's belt. He was so lost in pleasure and pheromones that he let his guard down for a second and was flipped.
His stomach pressed onto the ground, his hands pinned above him. He grunted, "L-let go..", he whined when Marquis grinded on his back, "Easy...", the younger man calmly said.
"Tell me John, why would you think I'd help you?", Marquis questioned taking his time but deep down his Alpha was burning with impatient desire.
"You- you wouldn't.", John grunted. Struggling but got nowhere.
"That is correct, I have no reason to help you.", Marquis said, "But I can't just help myself, The John Wick writhing under me? I'd be a fool to pass", John could hear the smirk in his voice.
Marquis grinded down, this time on his ass leaving John whimpering even though he was trying to surpress his sounds. "Ah-hngggh- Alpha, Marquis- please", he moaned out arching his back beautifully.
"Fuck..", Marquis muttered to himself, he didn't cuss, not at all but John was making him crazy, he was already rock hard, ready to fuck the older man.
John, finally giving into his inner omega was grinding back onto Marquis's clothed cock, whining and getting wet. "I know darling, I'm going to give it to you, be patient.", Marquis grinned, turning John around and burying his face into the older man's neck.
John's legs where circled around Marquis's waist, his dick was leaking inside his boxers and slick was dripping and seeping through them.
Marquis, unbuttoned John's shirt, revealing his toned chest, with pretty pink supple nipples. He licked one nub and sucked, reveling in the small whimper John made.
"No- no- ah-", John was a blubbering mess, it felt so good, his nipples were a sensitive spot. John already felt his eyes water from pleasure.
Marquis rubbed the other nipple with his big, veiny, yet soft hands. Taking his mouth off one nipple with a pop and moving onto the other one. He was still fully clothed except his belt had been thrown aside.
When he was done with John's front, his nipples were bright pink and puffy, and love bites were littered onto his plump chest.
"Please- Marquis- I-hnnghh- I need-", John pleading even though he told himself he wouldn't. "Shh..easy, sweetheart.", Marquis purred, "I'll carry you, alright? So don't fuss, darling.", Marquis carried the almost wasted older omega into his arms and placed him roughly onto his office table, John Wick bent over his desk was one hell of a sight.
John whinned and shucked his pants down to his knees, bending over and arching his back, waiting for Marquis.
If Marquis was being honest, he was about to burst. He took his dick out not bothering to take his clothes off, stroked it and positioned it to John's entrance.
John breathed heavily as he felt the thick cock entering him, bit by bit. "Ahngg-mnn-", he was whimpering and moaning.
Marquis couldn't hold back anymore, grunting, he pulled back a bit and slammed in, his whole thick cock buried to the hilt inside John. "Oh fuck- ahh! Hnghh–", John moaned under him in wanton.
"John..John, John, John- What am I going to do with you- begging me to fill you with my cock-", Marquis grunted and groaned, his hips grinding down flat against John's back.
John arched his back, grinding back, he felt stars flying around his head from pleasure. Tears fell from his eyes, as Marquis started moving. It was honestly John's first time bottoming.
Marquis picked up speed, fucking John in earnest, slamming into the older man's sweet spot over and over again. John was a moaning and whimpering mess underneath him, "Ahngghh- Slow- stop- ah- no-!", the whole table including John was moving from the force of Marquis's thrusts.
"Ahh- fucking hell..John you're. so. tight ", Marquis said in his accent, every word followed by a violent thrust. He placed one of his hands on the back of John's neck, holding him in place as he fucks him stupid.
"G-good boy- pretty fucked out omega- I'm going to breed you-", Marquis stuttered, too lost inside the wet, tight heat of John.
John was standing, bent over on his toes, to meet the taller mans thrusts, his whole body moving roughly along the table, the thick cock inside him fucking him stupid.
"b-breed me- Alpha-", he moaned out as he felt his orgasm getting close.
Marquis thrusted harder and came to a stop grinding down to bury himself deeper inside John, "Oh shit-", he cussed, feeling his knot forming. His thrusts become shallow but still voilent, and with the knot fully formed, he grind down, his hips flat onto John's backside, folding him in half.
John felt tears fall down his cheeks, the knot is so damn big, he was getting filled so good. He moaned and cries, while arching his back.
"Take it all, sweetheart..", Marquis moaned as he straightened himself, hips flush against John's ass. Both his large hands grabbing the older omega's hips in brusing strength. His seed filling John up, he can feel the omega's walls tightening and milking his cum out of his dick. He grinds and moans, pushing his knot deeper.
With how deep Marquis is, he can feel him in his stomach making a bulge. With his own cock squirting cum onto the table, and the younger alpha's cum filling his insides, he can't talk but, drool, cry, whimper and whine.
He lets out a particularly vulgar moan, and swears he felt Marquis's knot grow bigger.
"Ah- No- hnggh- please...Marquis-", the omega whimpered.
"Shh, baby, I know you can take it..", his knot still hasn't deflated, its filling up John real good, his puffy pink hole is leaking of it. Marquis's head is thrown back and he's still grinding, "That's it, darling, that's it...", John milks out the last of the cum out his cock, his knot deflates. He hunches over Johns back, pressing kisses and hickeys over his exposed neck, making the omega whimper.
John feels, his belly is so full of cum, he feels so full and satisfied. Marquis pulls his softening cock out, and admires the way John's pink and swollen hole clenches around nothing as his seed leaks from it.
He's all ready for round two just by the sight.
"Sweetheart, John..", he mumbles against the omega's neck, licking it to make John feel better. "Hn?", the older man sighs sleepily.
"Bred you so good didn't I, Darling? Your holes all filled and pretty pink, how good would it be if I-", Marquis's dirty remarks were cut off by John as he flipped them over, so that the Alpha was sitting on the table with the Omega on his lap. "Shut up.", thats all John needed to say as Marquis shut his mouth.
John leaned into the crook of his neck and shoulder and purred.
John Wick, the Baba Yaga, on his lap, filled with his seed, naked, with his pretty pink nipples all puffy. The day would never have come, Marquis thought.
He tilted Johns head and kissed him, invading and marking him with his pheromones and spit. Mine. The alpha inside chanted.
My Omega