Step Brothers

A Dream

Everything around me was in complete darkness.

I couldn't see a single thing. It was as if I were blindfolded without the cloth covering my eyes. I kept blinking my eyes frantically, attempting to make the darkness go away. It was foolish to think it would though.

There was something underneath me which was soft and comfortable, my seemingly  bare legs getting tickled by the soft fluff of the seat. It made my legs sensitive actually. I gave a small tug on my arms.

Something was restraining them.

I didn't know what it was, but something was holding my arms firmly in place...as if I were being restricted by handcuffs even though I felt nothing around my wrists. My legs wouldn't move either- it was almost like I was glued to the chair.

I glanced around the pitch black room, maybe it wasn't even a room...maybe it was just an endless void surrounding me. I didn't spot a single outline of any object, there was just complete darkness all around me. Where even am I? 

My heart beat quickened as I tugged and pulled, attempting to get some sort of movement out of my body. I didn't move a muscle though. I wanted to break free from whatever  bindings I was in, but I couldn't. I was completely stuck. Useless.

Time seemed to freeze as the sound of footsteps echoed throughout the darkness. I couldn't tell where the footsteps were coming from...it was like they were all around me, watching me struggle as they stalked me like I was prey. 

Fear began seeping through my entire body, I knew it would be dominating my scent completely. I hated that whatever my emotions were mixed in with my scent...it only made Alphas know what I was feeling. I know that whoever is in this room is also an Alpha due to their overpowering scent. I smell more than one scent...they all seem faintly familiar to me but I can't put my finger on it. 

I felt like my brain was running a marathon with how many questions I was asking. I knew I would never be able to answer them though. What are they going to do to me?  How many people are here? Where even am i? It was pointless to ask these questions but I couldn't help it.

The scents...they were closer to me now. I couldn't see them, but I knew they were standing there- watching me. 

A hand was placed on top of my head, causing me to flinch. The hand didn't budge though, it only intertwined it's fingers with my hair and gently massaged my scalp. 

Sparks were shot down my body as the person continued to touch my head. It just seems so familiar to me. The person gently tugged on my hair and my natural Omegan instincts instantly kicked in. I leaned into the touch of whoever was doing this and lightly purred, closing my eyes and being met with even more darkness. 

For some reason, it was calming to me rather than frightening. I felt a small breeze run past my legs and then I heard the sound of scraping chairs on all sides of me. There was someone sitting in front of me and on both of my sides while the person who has their fingers in my hair is standing behind me. 

I tense up at the thought of being completely trapped in. I can't move...I can't see...I'm completely at their display, they can do whatever they want to my body and I wouldn't be able to fight back. 

My breath hitched as I felt a hand gently caress my thigh. Their hand was cold and made me want to jerk away from them, but I couldn't...I'm stuck. The fingers continued to massage my head and gently shush me, it was like a mother trying to calm their young infant from crying. My body slowly relaxed, but I was still on edge.