Neteyam (20 yrs old) is kidnapped by the Olo'eyktan alpha from a nearby clan who claims that Eywa has destined them to be soulmates. Only weeks away from fully presenting as omega, Neteyam is caught between trying to find his way home and giving in...
Warnings: smut, mxm anal, explicit, power imbalance, stockholm syndrome, dirty talk, abo universe, daddy kink, swearing, angst, etc.
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"Eat up baby, you're gonna need it." Neteyam's eyes snapped up from the plate of fish presented to the alpha's expression, confused by the heartier breakfast.
"Why?" The omega questioned, nervously watching Kxolo take his seat next to him.
"It's a surprise." Kxolo wrapped one arm around Neteyam's waist to easily pull him against his side. There was a giddy grin etched into the Olo'eyktan's expression that made Neteyam suspicious. He was not sure whether or not he should be excited for the 'surprise' or wary of it. For all he knew, it could simply be a continuation of the activities from the day before. However, Neteyam couldn't help but feel an unnatural thrill at the possibility of the latter.
As they ate, Neteyam caught the look that Kxolo gave Tamil which was quickly reciprocated with a subtle nod. For the rest of the meal, the boy tried to pay extra close to their conversation and body language, searching for anything else that would hint at the surprise. He still wasn't sure he trusted the three of them together, especially Pulo.
Neteyam had lost his taste for surprises a long time ago from growing up with his younger brother. When Lo'ak had a 'surprise' it usually meant he had a problem that he was about to drag Neteyam into. He still remembered the spanking he received after helping, or rather begging Lo'ak not to, catch a palulukan at 13. Both boys could barely sit for a week after the disaster.
"I don't get a hint?" Neteyam innocently batted his eyelashes at the older male for good measure. The efforts were seemingly wasted as the alpha simply laughed and planted a kiss on his forehead.
"Patience, ma Neteyam." Neteyam wiggled his toes against the dirt, trying to distract himself from the rush that soared through his body at the intimate nickname. His omega senses had been responsive all morning, preening at every praise and touch Kxolo gave.
When breakfast finally finished, the alpha disappeared with the Pulo and Tamil, promising to be back in a few minutes for his surprise. Vamai happily agreed to stay with Neteyam as they waited. The boy groaned at her persistence in keeping his eyes closed. He hissed and tried to shrug her off as her small hands cupped around his eyes, but to no avail.
"Vamai, quit it. I'll keep them closed, I promise." Neteyam shifted between his feet, fighting every urge that told him to peek. Vamai was giggling, forcefully positioning him into the right spot to stand. Her giddy did little to put the boy at ease, wondering what sort of mischief the group had cooked up behind his back. For all he knew, it could be Kxolo served on a silver plate and the girl would be ecstatic to aid in his embarrassment.
"As my friend, I do feel like you have some obligation to warn me if this little surprise is my demise." His ears twitched, picking up on every noise reverberating. Only Vamai's pacing footsteps could be heard.
