“Is that because you’re a rabbit?”
“I think I have bedroom superpowers. I can fuck for a long time. So basically... Abilities that are useless in everyday life.”
“Not true. I think it gives you a lot of stamina. You fought for a long time on that sparring mat.”
Killian blinked, realizing that Crush had a point. “That probably saved my hide a few times... You know. Before.”
“I have questions about that,” Crush said. “But not right now. Right now, I want to know if you’ve used your stamina to feed yourself.”
Heat flooded Killian’s face. “Y-you mean, to get me jizz?”
“Yes.” Crush wore an unreadable expression.
“No,” Killian said. “I don’t trust most alphas. I’d rather starve than ask them for jizz.”
The alpha nodded as though he had expected that answer. Hesitantly, he asked, “Would you let me feed you?”
Killian froze.He wants to feed me?“Um. Y-yes. But only if you want to! You mean your cum, right? Not food?”
“In this case, I meant my cum.” Crush’s cheeks turned pink. “But I would also like to feed you some actual food.”
“Oh. I think my stomach is a black hole. You can stuff as much as you want inside—That... That sounded really weird.” Killian buried his face in his hands. “But no jizz in my human food.”
Crush snorted. “No, I’d feed them to you separately. You’ll find that my body will happily wring itself dry to keep you fed. Filled.”
Killian shivered. “Okay.”
“That’s settled, then.” Crush growled, nuzzling Killian’s hair. “Mine.”
There it was, that word again. Crush had said it earlier when they were mating. Killian had rolled around in it like a rabbit in a field of grass. Now, he blushed and stuffed his sandwich into his mouth, unsure what to say. In contrast, Crush finished his food sedately, savoring each mouthful.
“I could reheat your sandwich, if you’d like,” Crush said.
“It’s fine, I’m used to eating cold things.”
Crush grew quiet behind him. “Did you not have enough hot food at the safe house?”
“Oh! I did. I meant, before. When I was living in Colorado with my friends. And... before that. When, uh. When I was... kidnapped. Living with the people who made me work for them. The food wasn’t great. A lot of the time, it was cold. Sometimes when I said too much, they would lock me up and only let me have the leftovers.”
Crush growled loudly. “Those fuckers! If I had known about you, if I had known that you needed help, I would’ve gone to rescue you.”
The alpha looked away, suppressed fury in the lines of his face.
“I believe you.” Killian patted his arm awkwardly. “It’s okay. I managed to get myself out.”
“How?”
“A combination of luck and planning. I was always searched before and after the jobs I went on. My kidnappers were a group of alphas that imprisoned me and some other omegas; they were mercenaries doing other people’s dirty work. I was the best among the omegas there. But that also made them wary of me; they were always expecting me to strike back and escape.”
“You didn’t try to hurt them?” Crush asked.
“I thought about it. So much.” Killian sighed. “See, at first they only threatened to break my legs. But then they realized I cared about the other omegas they had captured, so they threatened to hurt those omegas instead if I acted out. Some of them tried to escape anyway; I saw the punishments. It wasn’t pretty.” He shuddered. “They dragged bodies out of the omega cells, Crush.Sometimes the omegas were kept alive, but whipped bloody. I couldn’t risk that happening to them if I half-assed my escape attempt.”
“Those alphas, they were the ones who gave you the scars.” Crush had grown tense behind him, breathing slowly like he was forcing himself to stay calm.
“Sometimes to amuse themselves, sometimes when they were forcing me to learn how to fight. It got better after I learned how not to trigger them.” Killian squeezed Crush’s hand when the alpha began to say something else. “I didn’t want to give them an excuse to hurt me. Not only that—they needed me for my free labor; they took me out on jobs more often than the other omegas.
“But because they didn’t trust me, I was only given weapons on the way to a job. They took those weapons back when the job was over. There were always alphas watching my every move, ready to take me out if I disobeyed.” Killian cringed. Most days, he refused to think about those eyes on him; they made his skin crawl. “I wanted to escape so badly. When I first got there, I thought I would be there for the rest of my life. No one would realize I was gone. Then they taught me how to fight and use weapons, and I began to hope there was a way out of there. So I bided my time and waited.
