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Mixing Bad Decisions

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Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, blood, cursing, insults, threats, guns, gun violence, mob bossery, panic, mf being her frustrating self, Collette being a badass, Tom being amazing, alpha posturing, past abuse/trauma, terrible puns, naughty reminiscing, improper wound cleaning, bickering, Dom fighting his urges, Dom failing, hints of murder, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: mature (edge of explicit)

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Dom's chest felt tight the moment they walked into the building. He didn't like being underground on the best day and while his morning might have started lovely, it went downhill fast. He kept trying to be understanding but it was difficult not to feel emotional whiplash. The second they stepped through the door his mate's shoulders squared, he stood up straighter, fixed his sunglasses close over his eyes, and squeezed his hand before letting go. The faux-Alpha walked ahead of him and his stomach felt ill. It seemed like a precursor to worse. He trailed behind like the lost puppy he was and was thankful when Collette stepped closer. She curled her arm in his again and gave him a sad smile.

“It'll take him time to realize the family he and my mate created would love him anyway. I'll never understand how he can know we save omegas but think his boys will look down on him for being one. Like I can't kick all their asses at once.” What started sad ended with Dom laughing at her words but he tried to take it in and understand his lover. Colson was under a lot of stress and he could be a good partner in crime. He just couldn't help but worry seeing the man he loved acting like all the shite he hated would mess something up. He was trying, but he was still only human. Supposedly.

“At least you get a good view?” Tom offered from deep in his borrowed hoodie on his other side. The omega was obviously nervous but still trying to help Dom settle and he'd never understand what he did to deserve his brother. The Alpha had to agree though, with Kells walking ahead of him he certainly enjoyed the sight.

Once inside the office the killer felt even worse, the table- while a welcome reminder of the day they made their baby- was also surrounded by other people he didn't really know. He knew of them all, he'd been following his omega for over a month and researching with Tom in his free time, but he didn't know them and they obviously had no clue who he or his best friend was.

“Hey! Dead man walking. Figured you were six feet under somewhere after that entrance!” One of them- Mod, was the first to shake himself free of the obvious confusion. He seemed nice enough, and a beta which was always a point in the boy's book.

Collette gave his arm a pat as she pulled away and took a seat on Col’s right, but thankfully since her son wasn't making a move to explain, she did. “Boys, and Megan-” Her voice went hard over the name and Dom fought himself not to glare. She promised she had a plan and he wouldn't interfere. Yet. “This is Dom and Tom, they're working with us now. Tom dear, Mod is our tech man here so get acquainted. Dom, you know where you go.”

He really really didn't but from behind the purple shades his mate thankfully flicked his gaze to the chair on his left. He desperately just wanted to get comfortable and move on, he hated being perceived and feeling like a kid on their first day of school was his own personal hell. As he moved to step around the table the other natural Alpha in the room finished making her espresso and slithered into the chair he was heading for. His fists clenched at his sides as she looked up at him with fake innocence, she couldn't even hold it long before she smirked. “I always sit here. You can sit next to… Tim was it?” When Dom’s hand shifted to his hip where he kept his bag Colson cleared his throat.

Their eyes met and the boy forced himself to swallow his pride. He thought for a moment about making a point and sitting directly in the wanker boss’s lap but he didn't want to fight so soon. After a long moment of Collette glaring at her son and the Alpha bitch she finally vacated hers for the next seat down and patted it in an offer. He wanted to run but instead he followed her direction and hoped he could be the right hand his lover needed. He could be out taking care of his urges instead of feeling shat on but no, this would be his life. He wanted to be good for his family. He'd failed so miserably at it before but with Cols it was different. He was a father now. He couldn't be as bad an example as his own.

As the leader stood up and leaned over the table Dom had to push down his memory but when his sight caught on the gun under his man's arm he felt his eye actually twitch. He didn't just hate the things, he hated that the barrel was so close to his whelp. Fuck.

Colson noticed the deep breath his Alpha took but he ignored it and tried to keep his mask of arrogance and machismo in place. It was harder having the psycho in the room where they first fucked but he had to do it. Too much depended on him… didn't it? “Like mom said and as you fucks can obviously see, we have some new people in the house. I'm not gonna call anyone by name- Megan- but I'm starting to think I can't trust any of you. I thought we might need a little new and maybe even… young blood in the family.” He couldn't help the toothy smirk of pride at his joke as he sat back down and even though Dom simply arched a brow, the other omega snorted. He counted it as a win, he needed Tom to like him.

“You've got to be kidding Daddy, we don't even know them! For all you know they could be… I don't know, baby eaters or psycho killers or something!” When Megan had to add her two cents it set off alarm bells in Dom's hindbrain. Did she know? Had she been the one who hired him? Maybe she thought she could take his lover's place. He didn't say anything but he watched her with almost dead eyes and filed it away to examine later.

“Cause we're fucking saints?” Mod asked. The beta was already leaning close to Tom and they were looking at something on the omega's computer. Colson couldn't help but notice but he wouldn't say anything unless the photographer seemed upset.

“We're definitely better than this. We don't hire out Daddy, we never have. Why would you start now? Especially with-”

“What? With what? You don't know shit about them!” Kells had to cut her off because he wasn't sure what she knew or what she might try to say to weave discontent among his men. He had always trusted her and he was trying to stop his worry but hell, she'd seen Dom enter his home. She might know something he didn't want outed. Damnit, he had to either forgive her or cut her out. There was no real in between.

“Neither do you, which is my point. You're too soft. You see one sad omega and you have to save them. Are you fucking this one or just giving him a pretend job?” She asked, gesturing in Tom's direction.

“You'd know pretend wouldn't you love?” Everyone was a bit surprised when Tom spoke up but he didn't seem like he was going to say more. It was enough to make Mod chuckle though and they went back to whatever they were doing.

“Are you going to let him talk to me like that? He's at most a fucking contract worker and that's disrespectful-”

Again Colson cut her off, he was truly getting tired of her shit. “No.” He growled and her smile grew as if she thought she'd won before he continued. “He's not contract, he's not a sad random I picked up off the street. They're both family now Megs and if you can't get that then you can get the fuck out!”

Everyone was silent but she finally settled down. Kells knew he had to draw a hard line in the sand but he didn't think she'd start that soon. It took him a minute to quell his rage but when no one spoke up against his statement he nodded once and sighed. Fuck he had a headache already and it wasn't even noon. “Tom is here to help us figure out what happened with our last shipment. There's supposed to be another in a couple weeks and I won't fucking stand for it getting stolen again. It makes me sick knowing we failed them all and it should make you sick too. I'm starting to worry you all forgot what we're doing here.” That was the thing, all his men found their way to him because they had been in some kind of trouble or had omega family or friends saved by what Travis had begun. He felt like he was failing the only father he'd ever known and it stuck in his heart like a thorn.

“I'm sure I'm close. Since you gave me full access to all your files I was able to follow the bank trail back to the fake company who- well… I'd rather not bore you all with the technical shite.” Tom obviously felt awkward being the center of attention for the moment but Colson noticed his friend staring at him in awe. He wasn't sure yet if it was a nerdy bro crush or what but he was happy to see at least one person trying to get along. “I'm going over your books too. I thought there might be a clue somewhere, a connection, but it may take me a little longer. There's heavy firewall.”

“I can help? I mean you're way smarter than me but two heads are better than one.” Mod shrugged.

“Your boss would know.” The omega muttered under his breath and Kells was surprised at himself when he choked on a laugh. The balls on that one. Yeah, he could see them becoming friends. “But yes, long as you don't fuck me up or slow me down.”

The boss was happy to see that problem getting solved but there was still another glaring one. “Just putting it out there guys, he's not kidding about having full access. If any of you have screwed me over it's time to say. I might be a little more lenient if you tell me and I don't have to find out the hard way.” He huffed, his gaze lingering on each person in turn. The few that were with them didn't seem too scared but when he looked finally to Megan something felt off. Everything felt off with her.

“What? You realize none of this shit went wrong until he came around. Maybe don't glare at the people you know best when you've got a pet snake in the house.” She tried to deflect and he was honestly so over it.

Colson rolled his eyes but was starting to itch for a fight. “If you don't like it, you can go.” He said calmly.

Dom was almost trembling with his need to see her insides on the outside. He was trying so hard to let his lover lead but he felt pushed to the edge of control. Every little thing that annoyed him felt overstimulating to the nth degree, the gun on his mate's ribs, the subtle noises of others breathing, the tap tap tap on a keyboard, and this bitch trying to ruin his life. When she finally stood up he did so too, the two of them facing off over the table. He watched as she headed for the door, her heels on the floor driving him mad.

“You should tell your bitch boy to heel. I can't believe you're acting like this over an Alpha Daddy, Travis must be rolling over in his grave. It's like you just can't help yourself, almost like you're a bitch in heat or something. I'll be waiting for your apology when you remember who your real family is.” She quite literally flipped her hair over her shoulder but her words were just a step too far.

“Dom. Stop.” The Machine Gun’s voice was barely above a growl as the Alpha started to stalk after her. He was close enough to see Megan smirk as she stopped at the door. The killer heard a click and he turned his head to see a barrel pointed… at him? He was so lost in a haze of red it took him a moment to realize he was standing between his lover and the man's possible target. “You don't fight my god damned battles. Sit the hell down.”

Another click and Dom knew there was another weapon pointing over his shoulder to his omega. That was not allowed. He took one step to the side to block her aim but Colson just glared at him harder.

“Move. Now. Megan, put it away or my warning shot is gonna find out if an implant can stop a fucking bullet.” What Knells knew his Alpha didn't understand was that this wasn't new. He and Megan had been fighting like this since they were kids. It just seemed to be getting worse with age.

“Looks like your guard puppy doesn't even see you as boss. Why should we?” She hissed and that did something to Colson.

The sting was immediate and the sound was deafening in the marble walled room. Dom's sensitive hearing was overwhelmed by the shot but all his senses zeroed down to the pain in his arm. A growl rumbled in his chest as he cupped his free hand over the wound and it took his brain a second to process and realize who's bullet just sliced through his arm.

“Oh you asshole! That was my favorite jacket!” The woman behind him went off and stormed out of the room and that's when it hit the boy.

“Did you jus’ bloody shoot me?” He demanded of his lover who shrugged and set the weapon on the table in the spot Dom had tossed it the day they first had sex. If that memory jog was supposed to be an apology it failed its intent. The killer was frankly quite pissed.

“You wouldn't move. I told you to move. I handled the problem. You were about to make a mess.” Col knew he should feel badly but he had to prove a point. He couldn't look weak to anyone in the room.

Collette scoffed at her son before following Megan out, she had a plan to set in action and she hoped her idiot boy hadn't just ruined it. Besides, she needed to be away from his stupidity long enough to get control of herself or she might just bend him over her knee.

“But you shot me! Ya answer to me not listening were GUNS?” Dom tried to lower his voice but he was near the edge and- “I fucking ‘ate guns!”

“I know. Don't be a pussy, I barely grazed you.” Kells shrugged. He didn't want to fight. They'd had such a good night but public was different and he had to get it through the psycho's thick skull.

“I'm bleeding you twat! I can't feel me fingers and tha’ weren't a fucking apology!”

“Yeah, bleeding like a pussy. It's not even that deep.”

“IT'S A GUNSHOT WOUND!”

“And you sliced my arm when we first met. Fairs fair.”

Tom calmly stepped closer to the Alpha with a first aid kit he was given by Mod. He'd patched his friend up plenty of times but was surprised when Dom hissed at him this time. The photographer rolled his eyes and took the box to the boss, giving Col a gentle nudge towards Dominic. “Why should I do it? He's being a baby. I've been shot in way worse places.” The man grumbled before turning to his men. “Let's call it. Go do your own shit for a while alright? I need to clean up this mess.”

Everyone but Mod and Tom left and it helped Colson relax a little. His friend didn't exactly know about him but he never felt he had to be as hard around the beta. When they were left just the four of them he stood up and stepped closer to his lover, opening the kit and rolling up Dom’s sleeve. “You fucking shot me. You didn't even wound ‘er so wha’ was the bloody point?”

“She thinks we're just being our normal asshole selves to each other and that maybe I don't trust and-or care about you all that much.” The omega explained as he leaned down and flicked his tongue over the boy's skin. The next noise out of Dom was more of a whimper than a complaint. “I'm not that fucking blonde asshole. And besides, you deserved it.”

“To borrow ya words ya twat- like fuck I did. I were protecting yas.”

“Exactly. Don't fucking do that. I didn't ask you and there's no reason.” When Dom’s gaze dropped to the omega's stomach he glared and grazed his wound with his teeth.

“Oi! Fucking ‘ell. You a right bitch.” They were angry whispering between them but the other two men were fully wrapped up in their own world. “So… so wha’? Tha’ were all a ruse?”

Kells felt his brows furrow as he looked up at his mate's grumpy confused face. He sat back after cleaning the cut and he set to work taping a bandage over it. It was still bleeding pretty heavily but it would heal up quick he was sure. Just like his lover he knew all the important points on a body, Dom would be just fine. “Yeah, a ruse. Now we just have to meet Colonel Mustard in the library with a lead pipe.” He teased, patting over the gauze a bit too hard.

Dominic scoffed as he yanked his sleeve back down and thought about just leaving the place. Would Colson even care? “Hey boss? If you're done playing nurse I think we found something.” Mod called from the other side of the table. Both men were a little glad for the interruption as they went to see what was caught.

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A few hours later they were getting ready to leave for home. A plan was in place to meet back at the boy's flat to start moving them into their new home and go over all they'd discovered. Collette would join them eventually, she was still off putting her plans in place and the rest of the family had dispersed. Mod and Tom had gone ahead and the building felt somehow more suffocating without distraction. Dom didn't feel any better than he had, he was on edge and burning with needs his mate couldn't quench. His arm was throbbing and his head ached from keeping himself in check. On their way out two of the new guard staff stopped them to ask about the noise in the room before wandering off. Most of it the Alpha ignored until they reached the door and he heard one say something to the other about ‘what a hot piece of ass that omega was’. He didn't care if they meant his mate or his brother, he was too far gone to guess. With whatever control he had left he turned to the mob boss and asked- “I fink I left me phone on the table. Would you please check?”

Colson arched a brow but after shooting the boy he figured he could at least help him out. He nodded once and turned to head back to their conference room. His hand was on the doorknob when a sound hit his ears, a strangled choke, a thud, and a zipper being opened? He turned back just in time to see his mate pulling a blade and sinking it deep inside his guard’s throat. He knew he should move but his feet were frozen in place. Dom didn't want him to see this but he couldn't look away. The monster was out to play and Kells was far from scared of the dark.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🖤

So this was fun to write, I'm enjoying them trying to navigate Col's job. I can't wait to see what happens when Kells watches Dom in action, what about you? I hope you enjoyed it! 🔪🩸🖤

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All of My Life

🩸Previous Parts Here🩸

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, waking up cock warming, mentions of sex acts, Dom being a goober, Kells getting playfully annoyed, threats, cursing, biting/marking, allusions to past abuse, surprisingly healthy relationship talks, mentions of how to deal with MF, mentions of her trying to use force, allusions to them being little cum goblins, Kells feeling sick, guns, playful insults, Collette being her amazing self, Dom's fears about himself, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: mature (edge of explicit)

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Waking up together in bed was a new and intimate feeling to them both the next day. They'd fallen asleep in the mess, cuddled close together with Dom still locked inside his mate and they were both surprised when they didn't wake up at some point already from one of Col’s night terrors. The Alpha had been concerned that his lover would feel triggered by his cock inside him but something about it ended up more soothing than it was terrible. Fuck, the omega ached though.

Dom grinned as Kells blinked his soft blue eyes open. He hadn't meant to stare and fit his stalker title so strongly but how was he supposed to look away? “Mornin’ luv.” The Alpha hummed, his voice absolutely wrecked from its abuse the night before. It gave Colson a happy jolt of pride that he tried to ignore.

“The fuck is your hand doing?” The omega huffed, he could feel the boy's palm against his belly. The opportunistic bastard. Of course the guy just smiled wider and pressed a kiss to his wrinkled brow. If this was how it was going to be he'd have to think up a punishment or trade. He should get something out of it besides the fluttery feel of butterflies. Damn Dom, he was making the mob boss soft.

“Um… ‘eading to give you a proper g’morning wank?” The Alpha tried to save but he knew Kells wasn't really pissed. He was shocked to realize he was already learning so much about his mate that he could know what snark was real or not. He still hadn't fully learned Tom and they'd lived together for years. Maybe sticking his dick in the other man added some deeper connection. Being human was so strange to the killer at times.

“Like fuck you are. Do you want me to bite it off?” The omega grumbled when the fingers didn't move away, Dom just caressed over his triple X tat.

The Alpha's brow arched and his scar twinged on his arm. “I fink you already tried tha’. ‘Em baby fangs ain't ‘elpful aye?”

Colson was taken aback by how playful his psycho was already. The fucker was acting like they were in a relationship or something. He wasn't really upset, if anything he was confused at how comfortable it truly was. Damnit. “Just try me bitch. It was the position. If I wanted to bite something off I could.” He didn't mean to drop his hand to pet over the scar on his lover's arm but the braille-like feeling was calming to him. Almost like a claim for the world to see. Not that he wanted to claim the boy. “You ever think about doing this to me?” He asked softly and the other man went stiff.

Dom's heart leapt into his throat but he tried to deflect with a joke. “Wha'? Bite summat off yas? Only when you bitching at me.” The real question underneath scared him too much to think about, he wasn't one of those arsehole Alpha's who needed to own everything.

“Dick.” Colson laughed, kissing Dom gently and nipping his bottom lip. He could feel something was off about the guy but he was scared to push too much. He had a habit of putting his foot in his mouth and that was never how his fetish worked. He'd already been an ass the night before so he wanted to navigate more carefully. “Someday I might be chill with it. Ya know… people knowing I'm taken. That I'm yours.” It was a terrifying thing to say but the Alpha had taken so many steps to open up and make him comfortable, he could offer the same in return.

“You jus' after an expensive arse ring?” If he just kept teasing maybe his omega would drop it and he could swallow the lump in his throat.

“Course I am. But…” Col took a deep breath to settle the butterflies that formed at that thought but he pushed it away and caught his lover's gaze. “You get you're too kind to be one of them right? You keep saying if I give consent it's fine but this is where it's not? What if I want more than a few tiny scars on my lip or my tit from when you get too worked up and accidentally bleed me? Am I not good enough to be yours? If anyone realizes what the hell I am because of what you think you've done isn't that dangerous for me to be un-marked?” He didn't mean to get worked up, they hadn't even been together two months- if they even were together, but perhaps he had a few deep seeded issues about feeling unwanted or not good enough. He knew logically he was pushing something that could possibly be traumatic for Dom for his own reassurance but he couldn't seem to stop it.

“Oi, none of tha’. Don't put words in me mouf. I…” Dom sighed. “Course I wanna mark yas. Course I wanna keep ya boff safe. Every time I get ya naked I fink about sinking me teef in ya. I don't need no scar to tell me I'm yours or you mine but if you do…” His breath shook on the exhale. He was trying to be strong for his mate. “Ya know ‘ow I'm being patient wiv you about summat? Can you be patient wiv me about ‘is? I don't feel like I deserve yas so it's ‘ard to fink of doing tha'. It's jus’ so… barbaric. I jus' picture some arse’ole doing it to me sister or Tom and it- I swear if you really want tha’ I'll work on it. Can tha’ be good enough for now?” He couldn't even finish his previous thought, it made his blood boil and he couldn't test his urges at the moment. It had been too long since he let them out to play but he didn't want to be a bad partner or father.

“Okay. Yeah. I can definitely be a little patient.” Kells tried to soothe the edge of panic he could feel in the man still inside him. He wanted to ask about the boy's sisters but he thought better of it, it didn't sound like they were around so instead he went for the easier subject. His Alpha's other omega. “So I guess I finally get to meet the other bitch in your life. When mom gets an idea in her head it's already a done deal. You think he'll be okay with it?” He had been texting Tom for a few weeks. The guy had been worried about him when he realized how attached the killer was and they checked in pretty frequently. The photographer seemed like good people and he'd even thought to hire him as part of the family/staff.

“You gonna be okay wiv us ‘ere? I fink it'd be good for ‘im to ‘ave more ‘an jus’ me. He's really bloody introverted after-” The Alpha stopped short. It wasn't his information to give away but it just proved his lover's previous point about being an unmated omega. Fuck. “I fink it'll be good.”

“Am I gonna hate having your cock at my beck and call? Oh no! How fucking awful!” The older man teased. “Besides, I need help figuring out who's fucking with my business and… I'm starting to worry it's someone in my family. You think he'd like another job besides whatever the fuck he does for you?”

“Already been looking into it. And who sent me after yas. If anyone can figure it out it's ‘im.” While the subject of friends was up Dom couldn't help but ask- “So… Megan.” He couldn't bring himself to elaborate. He couldn't say he's not an Alpha like that and then turn around and try and control who hung around his mate.

Colson sighed and rolled his shoulders back so his upper body was turned to face the ceiling. It kinked his spine but he needed to not look at the boy while apologizing. As the boss he wasn't used to this shit. “I'm sorry about her. I don't know what crawled up her ass but she wasn't-” He stopped himself short. He couldn't say she wasn't always like that because in a way she had been. Her dad was a friend of Travis, a very rich one, and she'd been a spoiled princess her whole life. Her being an Alpha just made everything worse. “She's always been part of my family. She was here when I got here. I guess she thought I'd always be an option or something. I never expected that shit.” He shrugged. The bastard's hand had followed and was tracing soft patterns on his stomach. He wouldn't admit he enjoyed it. That it kept him calm. “She's never scared me like that. I probably overreacted but it fucked me up I couldn't seem to overpower her. She's never used her strength on me like that and I just… froze. PTSD is a bitch right?”

Dom thought it might be more than that. He knew his lover was hurting and probably still apprehensive of his friend. Whether he admitted it or not his instincts knew he was whelped. That he had more than himself to protect. “Aye. But friends don't pull shite like tha’. Wha’ if she tried to-” He couldn't say the word. He should have broken the glass door and ripped her apart but he'd stupidly thought his omega was a willing participant. He wasn't sure he could ever forgive himself for that. His first instance of needing to protect his family and he'd run off. Fuck.

“Hey, she didn't. I'm okay. And she wouldn't, she might be a bitch but she loves me. Don't try putting her on your list or something. We'll just… distance for a while. She'll learn. I mean, you're coming in with me today right? Psycho shadow of mine?” Colson tried to lighten the mood and Dom huffed a soft laugh.

“Yeah. Course I'll come in wiv yas. Maybe we can get Tom on the way?”

“Cool. So that's settled. Now all that's left…” He trailed off as his voice turned to a soft whine. “I don't think we can go anywhere with your dick inside me.”

Dom snorted but gently pulled his mate close again, his hips rolling once to tease. “I fink we could figure it out.” On the next move he pulled a little further out and almost blused at the sloppy wet noise between them. He'd filled his omega so full they squelched. He really didn't want to separate when his mate was so warm and wet.

“Either move it or use it, we need to get to work.” Colson tested, clenching his inner walls tight until his lover groaned.

The Alpha pondered his options as they shared slow kisses and wandering touches but he finally remembered something he'd wanted for a while. “Can we take a shower?” The memory of that first night they met when he caught his mate touching himself was clear in his mind. He'd wanted to join then but of course he couldn't have.

While the thought was enticing it still reminded the omega of the mess the boy made in his room. “Long as you don't ruin anything expensive with your jizz again.”

Dom gave him a thoughtful look before replying. “‘Ow expensive is you?”

Kells scoffed loudly and shook his head with a laugh. “More than you can afford. But- fuck. Meet me there in a few?”

The Alpha's brows furrowed as the other man started to pull himself free. It made a filthy noise that had Dom pouting. “Wha’? Why?”

“Cause I laughed too hard and now I'm nauseous. Give me a fucking minute.” Colson wasn't upset with the boy, just annoyed. Dom had to hide a look against the pillow under him, he really didn't know how long his lover could deny. “Shut the fuck up. I can feel that smirk from here. Wipe it off your face or I'll do it for you.” Of course he wouldn't, the killer still had a bruised split lip from the night before and he didn't want to use violence, especially not because he was scared. That fear was getting less intense though, he was realizing he might finally be able to trust someone else. Fucker just burst in and changed everything.

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They never ended up playing in the shower, the omega felt too sick to get hard and Dom instantly shifted from horny as hell to protective but he really hadn't known how to help. Eventually it eased up enough that they were able to get dressed. It was interesting for the killer to watch his mate become The Machine Gun. It took time for that mask to completely fall in place, first with an outfit- tight black pants, a pink sheer top, and a suit jacket that covered his holster. By the time he was slipping his guns in place and his glasses on his nose Dom could feel the difference. Col’s posture even changed as he moved.

“Why ya wear ‘ose all the time?” He asked softly, he didn't want to piss his lover off but he loved his eyes.

“Purple hides the gold. Blockers never stopped my eyes from changing and sometimes it happens when I'm pissed or something.” Col shrugged. It didn't feel like a big deal but he couldn't let something so simple give him away. Although he was starting to realize he might have an act expiration date. “Don't you know shit about color theory?”

Dominic glanced around the flat full of black and chrome and wondered about his mate’s taste. How much of it was carefully crafted to pass himself off as something else? If the boy had a list of shit he hated about an Alpha's home he could check off every item surrounding them. “Do you?” He muttered under his breath and the older man stuck his tongue out at him in response.

“What? You don't like it?”

“I wanted to kill ya jus’ for the chrome statue bullshite. I were gonna ask if you wanted to decorate me place cause I'm not really into-” The kiss Kells gave him was a lovely surprise and for a moment it took his breath away.

Kells got himself under control and forced himself back, fixing his hair and clearing his throat. “That could be cool.” He tried to shrug his excitement off and he hid his smile by walking ahead into the elevator.

“Don't go overboard. I ain't got much cash. It cost a fuck load to send me girls to a good boarding school.” Dom hummed as he joined his mate. He hated the elevator but with Colson it didn't feel as bad and he hoped the same would be true for the underground office. He didn't want his anxiety messing anything up between them.

“You seem to forget who's bitch you are now. Before long you'll be just as spoiled on the finer things in life.” The omega teased, swatting his boy's ass hard enough to make it jiggle. He couldn't wait till Dom felt comfortable letting him play.

“Oh, you gonna spoil me aye?”

“Aye, ya fucking pirate.” They both laughed at his terrible mock accent and gravitated to each other until Dom was pressed in a corner with Col’s tongue exploring his mouth. If it helped his lover to be in control of course he could give some up. They were so wrapped up in each other they didn't hear the elevator ding and didn't realize they were no longer alone until someone cleared their throat.

“Good morning boys. Going down, son?” Collette couldn't help but tease. She was happy to see they made up after the awful night before.

“Not now obviously.” Colson grumbled, pressing one last kiss to the boy's bruised mouth. “You riding with us? We're picking up Tom on the way.” He had a small hope for a little more time alone but since his mother helped so much the night before he wouldn't try to push her away.

“Sounds good to me.” She smiled back, giving Dom a little wave as the elevator touched down. “Oh don't pout. Don't offer if you don't mean it. I taught you better than that. I'm sure you can keep your hands to yourself for a little while. Dom, be a good boy and escort me to the car? Cols, go get it.” She loved messing with her boy, they had always teased each other and she honestly adored the eye roll from her son- sarcasm was a love language for them. He pressed a kiss to her cheek and wandered off to obey and she hooked her arm around her sort of son-in-law’s. “How's he doing? How are you?” She asked when the other was out of ear shot.

“A bit sick but good I fink. We're working on it. Jus' worried about Megan ‘onestly. Might kill ‘er if she shows up.” Dom said bluntly and Collette smiled back.

“Maybe not just yet. I have an idea on how to deal with her. Just give me time.” She soothed and was happy to see the Alpha nod back.

As they reached the oversized SUV Dom cringed internally. His mate was holding the door but his mask was already back in place so he simply helped Collette inside before he crawled in too. He really wanted to learn who the man was underneath all the Alpha show. He liked learning, he just hoped Col would let him. The omega slid in next to him and once the door shut he seemed to relax, his long arm going around the boy's shoulders. “Let's get Tommy and get to work. I need to put the fear of God into some bitches.” Something about the man's voice sent a shiver down Dom’s spine. He thought if he were the omega he'd be leaking in his pants.

Dom tapped the bag strapped to his hip to reassure himself, it was honestly like a baby blanket to him. Grounding. Safety. He laid his head against his mate and his palm on Col's thigh. “Can't wait.” He may not know how he would have to act around the others or what might change between them with company, but he definitely knew the idea of Kells going off on Megan made him hard. He could try to let his mate be the aggressive one of them, it wasn't like he could be a good father and still let his urges out no matter how strong they were. He didn't have to kill to be happy, he had a family now. He had a home.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🖤

I know this was mostly a cute little slice of life but I think we all deserved that after the last intense chapter. I love how sweet they are and how hard they're trying. The next chapter might be interesting though 👀 I hope you enjoyed it! 💣🖤

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It's not out here yet but I thought I'd spread the news for my non US mutuals. I can't wait to hear it 😍🖤

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You know what you would look fucking AMAZING in?

Me.

#anonyrizz #full 🌈🌈 #facts

👀👀👀 oh? I think you're probably right 😉

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Nothing Less Than True Romance

🩸 Previous Parts Here 🩸

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heats, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, nervous boys, smut heavy chapter, past abuse, teasing, Dom's thicc ass, Dom's pretty uncut alpha cock, desperate boys, d/s undertones, Kells being a dom, Kells being a mouthy top, directions, hand jobs, blow jobs, talks about anal, talks about triggers, choking (with a cock), cunnilingus, masterbation, accidentally saying the wrong thing, crying, hormones, Dom being a caring alpha, Kells being a sneaky omega, accidental sex(?), body worship, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: explicit

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

The closer the Alpha was to Colson's cock the faster his heart sped. They had fucked in the midst of a rough heat and rubbed off on each other like horny teens but this? This was on purpose, no question about it. The moment his Alpha touched him there he had to admit what he was. A needy omega who liked men. Well… one man. And fuck he was a pretty one.

“You cringing at the fhought of me? Ain't touched ya yet.” Dom teased as he settled on his stomach between his lover's legs. He could feel the apprehension, the man was obviously nervous but he understood. Col had been through hell too and they could be careful. They could take it slow.

“No. Shut the fuck up. I was cringing at the thought of your damn shoes on my bed. Plus, you've never done this. You might think you're supposed to use teeth or some shit.”

“You ain't?” Dom teased back, his crimson eyes wide with faux innocence. The color and scent of his desire in the room slightly ruined that picture.

“Dumbass.” Kells huffed but his partner surprised a laugh out of him when he turned to look over his shoulder.

“Don't look dumb.” The Alpha hummed, wiggling his hips till the ass in question bounced.

“Dummy thicc maybe.” The omega sighed under his breath and wondered for a moment what that ass would feel like wrapped around his dick. How against Alpha's was his, he wondered. Would Dom allow something like that? “You ever play with yourself?” He asked before he could help it. He knew the boy was mostly virginal but there was a chance… Besides, it gave him a moment to panic to himself. There was nothing wrong with being with a man but he had left over self hatred from his dad.

Dominic paused and tilted his head, he wasn't sure what his mate was asking. “Like…” He trailed off, moving one hand in a vulgar motion.

The hand signal was so close to Colson's cock he swore he could feel the fist around him and he had to swallow hard as he shook his head. “N-no. Your ass.”

“Oh. Um-” Without thinking Dom curled his palm around Col’s cock, as if he did it all the time. As if it wasn't some huge step between them. As if Kells wasn't battling internal homophobia. Or was it a form of misogyny? The omega jumped and bit his lip. He knew the bastard did that on purpose, he could feel his lover’s pride whether at his own sneakiness or Col’s reaction he wasn't sure. “I ‘ave a few times yeah. Jus' to see. Why?” His palm squeezed softly and he practiced a stroke. He was trying to act nonchalant but saliva was pooling on his tongue and he knew he was leaking a puddle of precum on the bed. His mate was going to be so upset.

Col could be honest or he could play a game. They had already crossed the starting line and he couldn't look away. It seemed obscene but he knew it was only the first step. “Was picturing my dick in your ass.” He didn't mean to be so blunt but he never had been good at faking demure. He'd acted as an Alpha so long it was part of him now.

“Oh. Yeah?” Dom's voice was breathy. He didn't know that was something either of them might want.

“Yeah.”

“‘Is dick?” The boy teased as he inched closer, flicking his tongue over the crown.

Colson's hands scrambled to find purchase in the sheets and he squeezed them to keep from bucking up. “Yeah. Would you want it?”

“Long as it's you and ‘is dick.” It was weirdly intimate and romantic and Col would have smiled if the freak didn't strike. Those plush lips sealed around his tip and his sharp tongue teased all it could reach. It was messy as soon as he started, spit dripping down his shaft. Dom was eager though and thorough as fuck. Beginner's luck he was sure.

“Mmm fuck- yeah. Just like that- look at you.” Kells had forgotten to warn his boy of one very specific thing- he was a mouthy bitch. The only reason he hadn't gone off when they had sex was that he'd been so gone from his heat but there was something about having someone blow him. About watching someone choke on his cock. “Good boy. Little more? Deeper? You can take it.” He rasped and was surprised when Dom didn't just obey but fucking moaned for him.

Dom was so fucked. He never had the chance to find out what he liked in bed so everything was a new experience between them. He knew deep down it was probably childhood trauma but hearing someone praise him was a rapture. He twirled his tongue around the edge of his mate's crown and sucked as much as he could. His knot was already pulsing where his cock rest against the bed and his hips were rolling in small sharp thrusts.

“You look so p-pretty like this. Good mmm- good boy. More. Just like that. Can I- fuck-” Kells couldn't finish his sentence so he tested the waters with a gentle push. When his Alpha choked and whined through his nose he couldn't help but groan.

Dom didn't know how to say yes, he couldn't seem to make himself pull off. Instead he rolled his gaze up to meet the other's and tried one small nod. When Colson just watched him he huffed softly and patted his hair before letting his mouth go slack. He might have been mostly virginal but he wasn't daft- normally- and he was desperate to let his omega to fuck his face.

Kells cursed under his breath and thanked whatever part of the universe blessed him with such a weird ass Alpha. As his fingers tangled in the boy's messy hair he caught his psycho bitch wink. “Ya know I was almost scared I'd miss pussy with you. But look at that fucking mouth. Already a slut. Taste good don't it?” He asked as he wrapped his long legs around Dom's chest.

The first thrust was careful and the Alpha rolled his eyes, but something warm and safe was happening in his mind. He could trust the man underneath him and he wanted his mate to feel comfortable with him too. Somewhere deep inside his mind he wanted to be used. It felt akin to when he finally let go and let his urges win. He was surrendering to Col's needs completely and it felt like the other side of the coin to his darker edge. He could be used for destruction and that's all he was used to but he could also play fuck doll to his mate and help the man through his fears.

Dom was too up in his head but with every tug of his hair he was sinking deeper and losing his train of thought. What the fuck was happening? What magic did Kells have over him? Slick smeared against his chest and the scent was intoxicating, he felt baptized anew in his mate's need. Colson's mouth never stopped and it almost made it Alpha blush. He'd never felt so complimented and debased. “Perfect fucking mouth. Shit- gonna- yeah, just like that. Hold your breath?” He barely warned before Dominic was choking on his dick. He didn't ask and he didn't retreat when the boy turned pink.

Col was in heaven, his nerves were washed away on a rush of wanttakeneed. Dom's throat was spasming, his body fighting for air, but the fucker trusted Kells so completely he knew he could let him pass out and he'd be thanked for the deed. It felt like too much power for one man, the thought of a leashed Yungblud, but the omega's favorite thing was control of a deadly weapon and power to do whatever the fuck he wished. For just a moment he wondered how he got so damn lucky but that too drifted away as he watched plush lips nearly kiss his inked skin. “Almost. Al- fucking hell- such a good bitch.”

Dom preened internally as his head went dizzy but he kept his lips tightly sealed. He hadn't meant to let the other man finish so soon but he knew the telltale signs. The taste of precum coated his tongue and the weight in his mouth was twitching. His own cock was throbbing so hard that he thought he might pass out but for the moment everything felt secondary. His fight or flight said he could die but the Alpha in him purred happily. His head tingled where his hair was pulled but pride welled in his chest when his lips met skin. “Fuck- oh god look at you- fucking-” Something must have worried his omega because Colson's voice went thready and he started to try and pull out. Dom tried to growl and press closer and his throat swallowed hard. “Fuck!”

Kells tried to be nice, he felt frantic as pleasure zinged up his spine but crimson eyes met his and he felt a chill at what he saw. It was Dom but… not. Somehow it didn't frighten him and instead just pushed him closer to that edge. When the bastard refused to move he couldn't help what happened next.

When white heat choked the Alpha his mate finally pulled him off. The last few drops landed on his tongue and he savored his lover's flavor as he panted for breath and grinned like the Cheshire cat down at his fucked out lover. As he waited for Col to regain his ability to speak he couldn't help but be drawn to the soft wet place between those long spread legs. The scent was so intense it felt like it was all he could breath or taste. It was thick on his tongue like he'd already licked and he wondered if now his mate might allow…

Colson jumped at the feeling of hot breath over his slippery wet folds and he felt himself clench tight around nothing. He didn't slam his legs closed but it was a near thing, if letting Dom blow him was a big step this was a jump over the damn grand canyon. “Fuck are you-” He stopped himself from being mean, this was exactly what the boy was supposed to do. He wasn't even doing anything yet, just breathing Col in. Fucking weirdo. He could almost see himself falling in love with him. Shit.

“You smell like sex.” Dom growled, his voice rough and scratchy and dripping desire. It made the omega's breath catch in his chest. He did that damage to the killer.

“Duh.” He huffed simply, his mind barely online. The bastard had just blown his mind, wasn't he supposed to find his own release? Was Dom ever selfish? He couldn't be the only demanding one, it might make him spoiled. Or worse... Make him think he needed to be nice.

“I'd like to taste you.” The Alpha tried to purr. It was a simple request that felt monumental.

“You just did.” Kells knew he was being a dick, his lover was being patient and calm and it bothered something in the older man. Maybe if he just fucking took but no, he was forcing Col to give consent at every turn. “What do you want?”

The question reminded Dom of their first time. He'd held the man down and demanded he give him explicit permission. If his mate wanted to play that game… “To taste ya cunt while I play wiv me’self. Wanna put me tongue inside you as deep as I can and preferably make you squirt on me face.”

The Alpha held such strong eye contact through his whole spiel that by the time he was done and licking his pillow lips of any remnant of cum and his own blood, all Kells could say was- “Oh.” He couldn't answer aloud, his heart was racing and the bastard was choking him right back with his own speeding pulse stuck in his throat. What he could do was grip the pillow next to him and hold it against his chest but Dom took that too and tossed it aside.

“Fuck tha’. I wanna ‘ear you scream.”

“Cocky fuck.”

Dom just smirked and swiped his fingers through the mess of slick on his chest before he flicked his tongue obscenely around them to prove his point. Maybe he had a reason to be cocky. “Is there anything on you not weirdly perfectly sized for porn?”

Dom snorted a laugh and choked on his own digits but the human moment soothed a little of the raging nerves in Colson's chest. “Look in a mirror luv.”

Kells shrugged but he couldn't snark back as his Alpha started to move in again. Their eyes locked as his breath hit wet skin and when the omega didn't move to stop him again he let himself relax. With the first taste he knew nothing could ever compare. He had no idea what he was doing but he let himself take it slow and explore. The tip of his tongue traced blushed quivering wet skin from the omega's ass to his balls. Occasionally he let himself slip between and circle his hole but mostly he was just learning the shape of his mate and what made him whimper. It wasn't long before the man's legs were trembling and threatening to close around his head.

Where Col had been a mouthy bitch about his cock this felt different. He didn't know what he liked and he couldn't direct the boy anywhere. His inner walls spasmed every time Dom teased, his tongue nearly dipping inside over and over. The omega had never even played with himself besides the night he met the younger man and he didn't think that counted. Of course he liked his g-spot touched, that felt like a given, but Dom just wouldn't go inside. He shook when the boy sealed his lips against his hole and sucked before the fucker pulled back and spit pink tinged slick into his palm. Kells watched with round eyes as Dom wiggled his hand under himself and when that tell tale sticky wet sound hit his ears he knew he turned pink.

The Alpha groaned and pulled back enough to speak. Everything felt overwhelming and he knew he wouldn't last long but he needed to check in. The difference in his mate was too stark. “Wha’ you need?”

“I don't know.” Col whispered honestly. “It feels-” He flushed hotter but he couldn't finish the compliment. “Deeper?”

Dominic nodded and fought his deep aching need to shove his cock where it belonged. He wouldn't be like that, they had to learn each other first, but fuck it was hard to battle instincts. “Can I go inside?”

“With what?” The fear was immediate but he trusted Dom. It was a knee jerk reaction he knew they could overcome.

“Me tongue. Tha's all. Or you could touch ya’self?” Somehow his pride wasn't wounded that he might not make his lover scream. He knew they had time to find out what drove each other wild. This was about so much more than that. This was about making his mate feel loved- something Dom had never tried to do before. He'd never built trust in that way or cared to connect. So much was so new to them both.

The butterflies in Colson's stomach threatened to make him sick but the need rushing through him was stronger. He could see his own desire dripping down the Alpha's face. He wasn't ready to touch himself again, that felt too close to admitting what he was which admitted what grew between them- literally- but he could admit something he wanted. “Show me your dick. Sit back.”

Dom's brow arched but of course he obeyed. He settled back on his ankles and inched closer as Kells spread his legs. They both froze for a moment when the shiny pink tip of Dom's cock brushed his folds. It was an accident but they both felt wetter at the touch. “Fuck m’sorry.” The boy muttered but Col could tell it was just as torturous for the younger man as it was for him to keep their puzzle pieces from slotting together. Shit, why were they being careful?

“Why aren't we fucking again? It's not like I can get more-” He stopped himself short and grit his teeth but he knew the fucker read between the lines by the smile on his face. “Would you just shut the fuck up and put something inside me before I make you?” He felt the mistake as he said it and his heart dropped but his lover just shook his head as if to say it was okay. He caught the slight fall of a smile though and it made his heart ache. Here Dom was trying so hard to be careful of his limits and he just bulldozed over his. Fuck.

Dominic wondered if everyone had to be so careful, if all sex was a journey of learning each other. He didn't think so, he was pretty sure they were just a special matching set of mental issues but he wouldn't let it mess anything up between them. When he caught the shine of tears in his omega's eyes he let go of his cock and moved to crawl over him. For just a moment he didn't even notice how close they were again. He was too concerned about Col’s emotional state. Could he start blaming hormones yet or was it all on him? He supposed either way it was his fault. “‘Ey, you okay. Did I do summat wrong?” His voice was soft and rasped but Colson just scoffed.

“Did you? Fuck you. You have to tell me when I push it. We literally just talked about this shit. I'm sorry.” Kells sniffled but the pretty bastard just grinned. It was like he wasn't used to anyone caring. Maybe he wasn't. Fuck.

“We good. You can make me do whatever you want. Use me. I trust you.” At Dom's soft words Colson gasped, those three little words were almost worse than the others. Didn't he just prove he couldn't be trusted to censor himself? “‘Ey, stop tha’. Can feel ya brain. Be nice.” He huffed, pressing a still bloody and slick wet kiss to Col’s lips. Another. His cum covered tongue swiped across the seam of his lips and the next noises between them were soft whimpers.

Kells pulled the younger man flush against him and when he felt his lover's cock ghost his folds again his hips bucked up to chase him. They were both so wet they slipped against each other but Dom was still trying to hold himself back. Col threw his leg around the boy’s waist and tried grinding his core against the ridge of his Alpha's knot. As their tongues met and their breathing sped he kept inching closer to what they both so obviously needed.

“I were trying to wait.” Dom panted and Colson answered by biting his lower lip and sucking it between his own. “I- we shouldn't. Not yet.” His voice was as broken as he felt. The feel of Col’s hot wet cunt was too much. The omega made it to the tip of his dick, his hole catching and waiting there. It was torture. It was too much. It wasn't like the sociopath was good at self control.

“Are you waiting for me or for you?” Colson's voice was trembling as much as his body and his desire burned in his belly like fire. The look of need Dom gave him was a beautiful sight but he felt the man struggling against himself.

Dominic took a loud breath, something more akin to a groan. “Boff. You.” He admitted, he was having trouble remembering why though.

“And if I need more?”

“Fucking ‘ell-” The words were choked out as the Alpha released the last of his self control and their bodies moved fast in tandem. Dom bucked up and Colson thrust down and their shared breath sounded almost like a shout.

Kells didn't berate his shaking mate for his size or anything else. For once he couldn't find anything to complain about. The stretch was intense and overwhelming but somehow still felt exactly where they belonged. Dom’s arms wrapped tight around him as their sweat wet bodies slid against each other in a sticky loud mess. There wasn't an inch between them and Dom barely pulled out before rocking back in.

It felt slow and desperate, their holds tight and bodies weak for each other. It wasn't a push-pull but they met in the middle and their gazes never left the other except to blink away sweat. They couldn't kiss anymore, they could barely breathe. They just held on and swayed together as their pleasure built closer to release.

Every catch of Dom's crown against his spot had Colson nearly breaking, there was a knot of heat in his belly pulling tight and putting pressure where he wasn't used to it yet. The Alpha was going to get what he wanted but it wouldn't be on his face. “I'm-” He tried to speak but he couldn't and thankfully his mate seemed to understand.

“Please?” Dom was so close it ached but he wanted to watch his lover's pleasure and it was as if Kells had been waiting for just that word. His golden eyes went wide and his lips parted on a gasp. His body trembled in the Alpha's hold as he came for the man just as he asked. He could feel his own need rushing through his veins but he tried to keep his forming knot from slipping inside as Col gushed for him and made the slide so fucking smooth.

“P-please?” The omega pleaded right back, his leg tightening behind Dom's back.

“But the b-” He didn't get to finish his worry before his mate was grinding them tight. They shared a breathy moan as their bodies locked together and Dom’s cock jerked hard as he filled his lover's womb somehow fuller.

“Shut the fuck up.” Col teased, trying to kiss his boy into submission. It wasn't like they could separate without damage.

“Pushy bastard.”

“You love it.”

And even though it confused everything inside the sociopath, he knew his mate was correct. He didn't just love it, he loved Colson. He loved his mate. He wisely kept the revelation to himself, they both liked his knot too much to risk the man trying to pull away. “Eh. Maybe.” He teased instead and they shared a strangely gentle kiss for two normally rough men.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 if anyone wants tagged let me know 🖤

So I'm not sure this is up to my usual standards but I'm pretty sick today so I hope it's okay. I love them being needy and gentle though. I honestly thought they would just play but Kells was insistent they do more 🤭 I hope you enjoyed it! 💣🖤

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On average you can burn 2 to 3 calories per minute by kissing, and 5 to 26 calories per minute making out. In the interest of health and wellness… wanna work out?

#anonyrizz #burn baby burn 🔥

👀🥰🤭 considering I can't afford to lose a single calorie you might have to be on top but that sounds lovely 😉🖤

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@ machinegunkelly: genre : birthday 🙅🏼‍♂️🙅🏼‍♂️

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Take it Out of My Chest

🩸 Previous Parts Here 🩸

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warning: ABO dynamics (knots, slick, heat, mpreg), alpha serial killer/hitman Dom, omega mob boss Kells, scared boys, asthma, MF being a meddling alpha, threats, Dom almost snapping, Collette being a saint, awkward boys, sweet kisses, teasing each other, back handing, blood, deep talks, Big Bad Things revealed, past SA, past miscarriage, terrible parents, past major abuse (seriously! Keep yourselves safe!), self hate, mentions of killing, past murder threats from family, pregnancy talks, terrified Kells, playful insults, body worship, trigger talks, boys getting naked, enemies to lovers 💣 Rating: lets say explicit

All ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Dom could feel his asthma acting up as he ran back to the place his lover called home. His mate. His family. He made something pure from himself and he couldn't wrap his mind around it. He had an errant thought he hoped he didn't give his child his shite lungs but even that made him smile. He made a baby. With Colson. His mate.

For once he went on the elevator when he reached the hotel. He was pretty sure the staff would allow him but as he reached to push the button he was stopped in his tracks by the sight of his forearm. Oh. Oh! His omega bit him! His mark had marked him back. Fighting or not it must have counted to their bodies. If the Alpha hadn't been so excited he would have facepalmed himself.

His phone went off and he picked it up to find a simple text. It was from the omega he was heading to see as if Kells could feel him approaching. For a second he couldn't figure out the meaning of the string of numbers but when the glass box stopped and refused to open on the correct floor it all made sense. A pass code. Mr. Gun was welcoming him back. With a smile that hurt his cheeks and felt near manic Dom typed in the code but the moment the doors opened his glee vanished. Or retreated. He could still feel it in his chest but it was hiding, his childlike happiness protecting itself from another bad Alpha. “Megan.” He growled as his hand reached for the bag at his hip. He didn't even carry his regular kit anymore after Col had made so many playful jokes. He didn't need the full thing but he never went anywhere without at least one blade. And that bitch was about to see what it felt like.

“Hey Daddy’s bitch. I thought I ran you off.” She purred, winking at him as they faced off in front of the elevator. “I honestly thought I'd find you in pieces on the sidewalk.”

She saw him. She knew he was outside the window and she'd kissed his mate to mark what she claimed as hers. “Not so easy to get rid of but I figured I should take out Col’s trash like a good mate.” He matched her energy even though all he wanted was to find his omega and… well he hadn't decided what to do yet. He just worried about letting his lover see him like that. They weren't hidden, there was a small hallway entrance from the elevator but it was open to the flat. Somewhere his family was waiting for him.

“I should have known he'd pick a pussy. Look at you being a good little leashed bitch. I guess that's why it couldn't work between him and I, I have to be on top.”

“I get you fink tha’s an insult but you obviously don't know good pussy. I feel bad for whoever you convince to fuck you.” This was what he loved, those moments before a kill where they traded verbal barbs. She might be a spider weaving her web but he was often compared to a cat. It wouldn't be hard to bat this bitch to death.

Megan stepped closer, standing on tiptoe to press herself close. He knew she was trying to show she wasn't scared of him but it didn't prove shite to him. “You should ask your bitch omega. He knows mine is magic.”

“Dom? You here?” The killer was distracted by his lover's voice instantly and Megan slipped out of the apartment as she laughed. His urges were burning inside him but they died down as the other man walked out to join him.

“You look-” They started to speak at the same time and stopped short. While they would normally playfully insult each other they couldn't at the moment. Everything felt strange.

“I was worried you wouldn't come back.” Kells made himself be honest. Open. His mother had told him he had to try.

“Oh? Cause of tha’ bitch? Nah. We good.” The Alpha shrugged, his heart in his throat. Col was still shirtless and his gaze kept dropping to that anarchy tat. Somewhere inside was something he helped make.

“We aren't. I fucked up. I mean, it's not like I owe you shit but…” Kells felt his emotions on a thin fuse. His eyes burned as if he might cry. He swallowed whatever he was about to say as his mother tried to sneak from his bedroom to the front door. The woman couldn't be stealth to save her life.

“Happy to see you back. You feeling better?” She asked of Dom as she stopped next to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

He gave her a genuine smile and a soft hug. “M’great. Don't worry luv, I got ‘em.” He gave her a little wink and even though she had no thoughts of him of the sort she still blushed. There was something incredibly charming about the father of her grandchild. Oh. Oh absolutely not. That thought sobered her right up.

“You kids play nice.” She teased as she stepped to the door and paused a moment before making her exit. “Dom sweetheart, I was thinking of offering you and your brother the apartment down the hall. Do you think Tom would like it?” Oh, so it wasn't just Colson who had been occasionally texting his best friend. They were all getting to know each other. The Alpha might actually have a family. Shite.

“I fink as long as it's got good WiFi he's ‘appy.” Dom grinned back as his lover floundered behind them.

As the door closed and they were left alone- Kells thought, he felt a little awkward again. “Fuck me I guess. Could have sworn I was the boss.”

“No you couldn't.” Dom joked with a happy smile and Colson chuckled.

“No I couldn't.” He took a deep breath as the Alpha walked closer and let that scent comfort him. “You came back.”

Dom’s grin grew wider. “Ya needed me.”

“Fuck you.” Kells huffed back, reaching for the other man's hand. “Do me a favor?”

“Any’fing.” And Dom meant it.

Colson didn't use words, he didn't have to. He just yanked his lover's scarred arm and pulled the smaller man flush against him, their lips meeting in a soft kiss. “I fhought you ‘ated kisses.”

“Mmm. Had to get her off my face.” The words were muttered between gentle pecks, neither was ready for much more. Together didn't mean everything was fixed. They were both too scarred for that. “She made me puke.”

“Oh yeah? ‘Ope you rinsed ya mouf out.” Dom joked, his mouth parting as his omega licked playfully over the seam of his lips.

“Mmm no, you're better than Listerine.” Col laughed and made a noise like a squeak when the Alpha squeezed his hips.

They stood in the doorway of Colson's bedroom for a while, sharing kisses and wandering touches. It felt like a metaphor for all they were going through. The in-between. Did they go to the bedroom or did the Alpha leave? Dom knew he couldn't go but he couldn't just fall into bed yet either.

He took a breath and eased back from the kiss but he didn't pull his hands away. If the omega needed space he could take it. He wouldn't disconnect. “‘Ow long you known?”

The words felt like cold water on Col's head but he didn't pull away. Not yet. The comforting hold started to feel suffocating but he leaned back against the doorframe and met the younger man's gaze. “Know what?”

“Come on Cols. I might be daft but it's your body. We should ‘ave talked about it by now. You need to see a doctor or summat.” The thought made Dom’s pulse quicken and his stomach sour. He fucking hated doctors. Maybe a midwife?

“I don't know what the hell you're talking about. Come on, let's lay down.” Colson stepped away but he pulled his Alpha after him. He was trembling all over but he thought he might could stop the killer from talking another way.

“Colson come on, ya mum told me. I should ‘ave known but I fhought- I won't explain wha’ I fhought cause you'll fink I'm daft but… We need to talk about our b-” Or not. Kells backhanded his Alpha so hard Dom stumbled back against the door frame. In-between again so soon, but he caught himself and stepped closer. Refusing to be pushed away so easily.

“S-sorry. I didn't mean-”

“It's okay. Ain't upset. It's a lot, I get it. Especially wiv ‘ow you live. I understand but we need-”

“The fuck you do!” Colson didn't mean to scream. He didn't mean to use so much volume his throat hurt. He didn't mean to shake and he definitely didn't mean for his eyes to fill so full he almost cried. He couldn't lose his shit. They were so close to making it work.

Dominic took a deep breath and the scent of terrified omega hurt his heart. He didn't want to make his love cry but they needed to talk and too many pieces of the puzzle were starting to click into place. He didn't want to scare his mate so he walked around to his side of the bed. He kept his distance but sat down, facing away for a moment. He couldn't look at the man while he spoke. He knew that sometimes the only way to make someone feel safe opening up was to know someone else had been through a similar battle.

Kells didn't move. He couldn't. He could feel something dark and twisted between them but it didn't feel wrong. It was as if their masks had fallen away completely and their devils were meeting each other. He just stayed standing next to the bed and met Dom’s eyes in the reflection of the shower wall.

“Me dad was so bloody exited to ‘ave a baby Alpha. Me mum told me it was the best day of ‘is life when I were born. Tha’ didn't last. Pretty soon I showed signs of asthma and he got upset he was given a broken kid.” Dom shrugged but it was only the beginning and Col could tell. “Me parents fucking ‘ated each over. Me dad beat me mum a lot. And me. He said the only good fings about ‘megas was a wet cunt, a willing slave, and a top price broodmare. But he didn't even marry one. Mum was a beta. He said one weren't good enough for tha’.” He sighed, hunching in on himself as he neared the first part he had to fight to say aloud.

“When I were about seven I got a lil sister. Ended up wiv two but… summat really broke in ‘im after ‘er. It probably always was. She was like you. An omega. Beautiful and sweet and so small. He was pissed. He wanted to sell ‘er right away but mum convinced him to wait. Dad he… he must ‘ave fhought I should ‘ave felt summat wiv ‘er around because when I jus’ treated ‘er like me sister he took me to a d-doctor. Beta bitch said he ‘ad a special test. He were jus’ a sick fuck who liked touching little boys. When I didn't pop a knot he said I were broken.”

Kells choked on a breath and his knees felt too weak to hold him up. He sat on the bed and Dom turned to face him, sitting sideways with one leg bent on the mattress. The omega couldn't speak yet but he stayed facing the man in front of him. He could at least show him that respect.

“Beatings got worse. He fhought he could force me to be a better Alpha and not be so bloody soft. I kept me sisters safe until… when I got a bit older and still didn't ‘ave a proper rut he… One night he brought a lady ‘ome. She was ‘is age about and I fink he'd been fucking ‘er on the side. ‘Ell if I know. He put a gun to me ‘ead and told me if I didn't fuck ‘er right he'd kill me. I still couldn't… But she did anyway.” Colson couldn't stop a small sob from escaping and Dom’s red gaze locked on his. “Funny fing... I 'it puberty a monf later around me next birfday. Jus' a late bloomer. When I say I understand…” He shrugged with a self deprecating smile.

The omega took a shaking breath and spoke so fast he wasn't even sure he made sense. “I was pregnant when my dad sold me. I lost… lost them after mom and Travis took me in. He- my dad's brother he… and my father caught him. Of course an omega's word didn't mean shit. I was too much like my mom. He left me for dead in the hands of a trafficker. If Travis hadn't found me…” He paused for a moment, his head dizzy and his stomach sick. Was this supposed to help? Make them closer? Wouldn't his Alpha leave after knowing he was broken? “I was twelve.” His large hand dropped to cup his stomach momentarily before it fell between them on the bed. “I didn't know. I didn't know until they were gone. Mom helped me and let me go on blockers. So you see… I can't do what you think. I'm broken.”

Dom's brows furrowed and his heart hurt. His mate was so very wrong but he was scared to push. He was starting to realize why Collette asked him to be patient. He just hoped their child could be too. “I don't fink you are. Or if you is, I am too and maybe we got the right shattered parts to make summat whole and beautiful togever.” He soothed.

“You're a fucking freak. I hope you know that.” The omega offered a playful tease as their fingers met and twined between them. Just that gentle touch gave him butterflies.

It was hard for Dom. He was desperate to show his child love and to make sure they were safe and sound but he knew his lover's mental state was easily tipped over the edge. He couldn't push too hard or he might lose them both. Everything was so new even though it felt so deep. “If you could… would it be summat you want?” He asked carefully.

“If I could- which I can't so don't get any ideas, yeah I think I'd like to. But I can't.”

Dom huffed a soft laugh at his stubborn lover. “But you been sick-”

“Nightmares.”

“And you obviously got a problem wiv scents,”

“She stank. She's not my fucking Alpha and she forced me to kiss her! Of course I puked.”

“And you been ‘orny-”

“For you. Asshole. Not anymore.”

“Liar. And you been aching.”

“Who wouldn't after that monster dick. You made me bleed like some fucking virgin.”

“Mmm, you was. And it's been over four weeks.”

“Oh fuck you. Creepy psycho bitch.” Colson grumbled but it was honestly a compliment by that point. A pet name.

“Your psycho bitch. Ain't gonna win tonight am I?” Dom huffed back softly and his mate gave him a brilliant toothy smile.

“Absolutely not. But…” Kells took a breath and settled back against the bed, tugging the smaller man to crawl closer. “I suppose if it helps you sleep at night you can keep trying to convince me.” Both their gazes dropped to the omega's stomach and Dom knew it was the closest he'd get to acceptance. It was Col's way of saying he knew, it was the only thing he could admit for fear of getting attached.

“Alright. I'll convince you.” Dom vowed but it wasn't a promise to prove the omega was whelped. It was to prove he was a worthy partner. That even as mad as he was he could show love, he could take care of his family, he could be a good mate and father. “I fink you'll figure it out in a few months when your belly proves it for me.”

“Bullshit. I worked out like crazy just to put on muscle. I can't gain weight for shit.” The omega huffed as he pulled the other man down on top of him.

Dom caught the past tense of the statement. His lover at least wasn't lifting weights anymore. Pretty twat knew already but couldn't say it and the Alpha could accept that. At least he was being safe. Well as safe as a fucking mob boss could be. “Ya did good Cols.” The words were soft and they made the omega wriggle underneath him. It was to cover a multitude of things- that he stopped lifting weights, that he pushed Megan away, that he let Dom back in that night, and even for how he shared. Logically the Alpha knew they couldn't do this together without talking and learning about the other.

“Shut up.” The omega snapped back, his gaze flashing gold and flicking away. He couldn't look at the smaller man when his gaze was so heavy and intense. Fuck him.

Dom huffed softly but took the opportunity to press a kiss to Col’s chest. His full lips felt soft and warm and needy to the other man. The next kiss was to his collarbone, and another over his nipple. A jolt of pleasure like electricity moved through him as if there were a nerve from his chest to his core. A sharp gasp escaped him and Dom seemed to freeze a moment before he did it again but the bastard didn't linger for long. The Alpha inched down his body a little further but when Kells realized his destination was more sugar than spice he tangled his fingers in Dom's wild hair and yanked.

Dominic hissed softly but his dick still jerked. Pain was a confusion for him, at least from his lover. “Wha?” He asked as faux innocently as he could muster but when his eyes rolled up to meet his mate's they were candy apple red.

“I thought you were trying to get your dick wet, not be a snuggle slut with my womb. Sneaky psycho bitch.”

Dom bit his lower lip and let it roll back out slowly. There was still blood dripping from the cut that Colson left. He'd never been backhanded that hard. His dad liked to use his fist. All his kisses left claims on the omega's skin and he let himself admire the sight. “Can't I do boff?”

“Absolutely not. At least not right now.” Colson was trying to be good, he didn't want to tell his lover he could never be a d- he couldn't even think the word without having to swallow panic. He just couldn't handle it right that moment with everything so fresh in his mind and Megan's scent still clinging to his skin.

Dom paused for a moment as if he were computing the new information and deciding what move to make next. Finally he nodded and crawled back up, laying his body flush against the other man's. “Ya know I'm not psycho yeah?” He asked and Colson arched a brow. “Sociopaf. It's different.” He wasn't offended by the nickname but he needed the omega to know. He wasn't even sure if shite like that was genetic or not.

“Apples and oranges. Still a piece of fruit.” Kells teased and Dom grinned. “Sorry about the um…” He sighed, ruffling the younger man's hair before dropping his hand. “I should ask if shit triggers you.”

“Ain't a gun neiver.”

“No like… I don't want to remind you of… shit.” Colson wasn't good at this. He didn't do relationships and he certainly didn't care to protect others emotions besides maybe his mom.

“Oh.” The Alpha had no clue what to say. It wasn't like he'd done this before in a healthy way. The man underneath him was his sex list.

“Hair pulling?”

“S’okay.”

“I shouldn't have rocked your shit. I'm sorry.”

“I doubt it'll be ya last reason to bitch slap me.” Dom was surprised when his mate laughed and it put a happy smile on his face.

“What about…” Colson trailed off as his sight explored the boy. His neck was covered in small healing bites and his arm was scarred deep. He was pretty sure with that one he hit bone. “Teeth?”

“I don't fink you could stop if ya tried. But it's okay. I don't fink I got none of ‘ose. Me minds too fucked.”

Col had to stop himself from snorting, he might be blonde but he wasn't dumb. Normally. Something would come up at some point. It had to. He just wished he could know ahead of time. “You wouldn't let me bend over.” When Dom shuddered he knew he was right. “We'll figure it out.”

“Wha' about you?”

“What about me? Oh-” Maybe he was a little dumb. The omega shrugged and sighed, his long fingers finding their way under Dom’s shirt. “Everything sets me off. I never know what it'll be. It's not like I've really done this shit before but baby I am a gun, don't be afraid to use me. Just do it and we'll figure out this shit as we go.”

“You a cheesy fuck Mr. Gun.”

“And you're overdressed.” He grumbled back, pulling the boy's hoodie and shirt off over his head. He felt a rush of heat between his thighs as he tossed them away and stared at his lover above him.

“And you bossy.”

“Duh. Now…” The silence felt so loud and Col realized it was his blood rushing in his ears. He was nervous as hell or maybe excited. He had never tried fucking a guy when it wasn't life or death. He'd always just stuck his dick in beta girls, they couldn't tell the difference in what he was and an Alpha. He certainly never thought he'd be wanting to get fucked, that bastard turned his life upside down. “Weren’t you about to blow me?” It wasn't a beg for sex, he wasn't sure he could ask for that and besides their first day together they'd basically been priests. Whatever happened the night before felt like two kids in band camp, not two adults with a- no. Nope. Fuck.

He watched the killer lick his red swelling lips and felt them both twitch. He couldn't rush this shit, he hadn't exactly been joking about how easy he was to break.

“I were?” Dom asked, his own cock so hard behind his slacks he ached.

Colson smiled and nodded, his shaking hands the only giveaway he was nervous and he knew he was making marks in the younger man's soft skin. “You were.”

“I were. I fhought I were about to eat you out but alright.” The omega inched further down his lover's body.

“Oh. Well… fuck. Wait do you have your god damn grandpa shoes on my fucking bed? Do you have any idea how expensive these sheets are?” The switch in tone was so fast it made Dom's head spin.

He tried not to think his omega was an OCD princess but the thought did cross his mind. His red eyes rolled as he kicked his shoes off to the side behind him- all without pulling away from his mate. “Me creepers ain't grandpa shoes and nei'ver is me pants. Sorry I ain't got expensive tastes ya ‘ighness.”

“You're lucky you're cute. If you didn't have such a slutty looking mouth with those fucking DSLs I'd kick your ass out for that.” The mob boss growled mostly teasingly.

Dom tried not to let on when something inside him was shocked that he didn't hate hearing those words from Col. He'd heard so much about his whore mouth growing up. Or that he looked like an omega prostitute. From his lover it sounded like a compliment but one thing confused him. “DSLs?”

Kells chuckled. He was almost surprised at how innocent the murderer was. It made him appear even younger. “It's like banging a teenager.” Colson cringed at the thought but Dom just tilted his head as he sat back on his pink socked ankles. He'd have to ask about those at some point, the guy was always wearing them. He busied himself by working his jeans open, raising his ass to let Dom pull them off before he could second guess his needs. “Dick sucking lips.”

The Alpha was so distracted as he worked his omega's too tight jeans down his inked thighs he barely registered the phrase. “Well I ain't before.” He explained offhandedly but once he got the guy nude he whined. Colson was gorgeous, that he already knew. He had to climb off the bed backwards to pry the material off and he stood there wide eyed, worshiping Kells with his gaze. His lover flushed pink as he pulled his legs bent and slowly let them fall open, giving Dom a visual to speed his pulse and make his knot try to pop. The omega was obviously wet, his folds shiny and blushed and his cock was full, resting on his hip. “But I fink I can learn.” Dom groaned, his voice somehow already hoarse. He was throbbing as he stripped his own pants to the floor but he kept his boxer briefs in place. This was about Colson until the man asked otherwise.

“Yeah?” Col’s breath caught in his chest at the look Dom gave him. “Come here. Let me teach you?” It was a dangerous game offering that to an Alpha but his was far from normal.

“Please?” He tripped in his haste to get close again but he caught himself on the bed and crawled closer. The tip of his dick was already trying to escape his briefs, pink and leaking a mess against his stomach. This was about Colson though. He would prove he was a good lover. That he wasn't like those pushy fucks he took out. His omega could feel safe with him. “Wanna taste you.”

“Fuck yes."

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Sorry for the cliffhanger but it was getting long. I know this was a heavy chapter but the next one should be fun! These boys have been through so much but they're good for each other. I hope you enjoyed! 💣🖤