#christian thread

“Sorry I’m late, darling, Bobby had a stressful mission and I wanted to help him relax.“

Staring down at the young male that was wrapped in vines, Christian could only start to think about how things had come to this - he finally managed to get on the parole, one of his fellow criminals having manipulated the parole board in his favor, after months of solitary confinement. And the first person he came in contact with? The cute guy next door. Pity for him that Christian had unresolved anger and sexual tension that needed to be released, and that, precisely, is how Christian wound up with the slave entangled in the vines that he controlled, one smaller vein working its way around the male’s cock to stroke it sensually. “You made a mistake knocking on my door.”

Producing a special Krakoan flower from his breast pocket, Christian held out the small bud, smiling. “I must apologize. Kid Omega has a terrible manner, but he is trying to do his job. Please, Mr. Wayne, if you’ll follow me through the gate.”

“Tragically, yes. I was a terribly vain child. Emma and I went for quite the little cruise before the novelty wore off. Also the sailors we hired to crew the thing were terribly difficult to please. As I said. I was a little bastard as a young man.“

How fortunate that Krakoa forgives crimes. Christian wasn’t entirely certain he could forgive himself.

“How many times do I have to tell you, Sully? I love you,” the Alpha spoke, staring at his mate intensely. He understood that his lover had a hard time accepting such a thing, given his upbringing, and he didn’t mind reminding him... but sometimes he just wished that Sully did believe him. “You’re the one I want. All the other Omegas and Betas in the world couldn’t compare to you.”

“Come, darling. Sit. Keep me company.“

“My father always said, ‘Christian stop being a fruit and fucking do as I say’ and I think that’s just beautiful.“