▼ Night ▼ [Femdom Oneshots]

Chainlinked

(Pain kink, alpha/omega, public sex, hair pulling, and choking)

Daniel watched a technician replace the lightbulbs in the street lamps. He fiddled with an electric panel on a post just to the right of him before the lamp flicked off, the consistent buzzing suddenly cutting off calling attention to its initial existence. Daniel stood still in the darkness for a moment, registering everything but his sight. The noises that alleyways make are unsettling in any type of light, daylight or otherwise, but with no light at all, they all sounded dangerous.

He felt a warm gust of air sweep past his face and it smelt like mint and alcohol, like breath. The light flickered on before he registered his fear and there she stood. His heart skipped for a moment before he relaxed in recognition. Janet. The new light bathed the alleyway in a cold blueish hue and the dull buzzing was replaced with something sharper.

Daniel squinted, trying to see her face, but she was silhouetted by the cold light. He could see the color of her hair. It was brown, but in the light it crowned her like a silver halo.

She wordlessly grabbed his hand and pulled him off into the darkness of the narrow alleyway. Her speed unrelenting as if the night didn't bother her. They emerged onto the other side, a public park bench concealed in the trees. Another street lamp shown through the leaves, but this one was the familiar orange hue; not yet replaced.

Daniel could see her face, spotted by the light through the tree. She looked stoic, but something in her eyes looked like a certain kind of hunger.

Janet grabbed him by his waist and pulled him close. He smelled like books and grass and sweat and other things that humans smelled like, but under it all she could smell his true scent. The scent of an omega.

She felt that all too familiar feeling in her gut; a selfish, perverted feeling, but she hid her anticipation and kissed his chest gently.

"I know who your true alpha is." She whispered gruffly into his chest.

Daniel's heart sped up and she could feel its uneven rhythm through his shirt.

"I don't love her." Daniel faintly whispered, placing his chin on the crown of her head.

"I know, but I smell her all over you."

She tried to conceal her jealousy, but It seeped through her voice like venom.

Daniel tried to back away and explain himself, but she kept her grasp firmly around his waist.

"That's okay. An omega has their needs." Janet said lowly.

She ran a rogue hand under his shirt, her long nails grazing against he torso. It caused him to shutter. He tried to pull away but she growled against his skin, warning him to not make any of the wrong moves.

She took off his shirt, revealing his bare chest to the dull light. Even in sparse light, she could discern the dark angry blotches up his arms like a sleeve of tattoos. Some were in the distinct shapes of knuckles. Some were formless blobs branching out from a plum purple nucleus to an undefined mass of angry blue and violet skin.

Daniel didn't meet her eye. He wanted her to see them first in order to make this sick thing in his mind easier to say.

"Did she do this to you?"
She monotonously as if she was trying to feign a lack of emotion.

"Yes, but it was because I asked her to."

Janet furrowed her eyebrows together slowly, not meeting his eye, but instead looking off to the side as if she's trying to process something.