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Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Part One

Walker

"Fuck! It's so damn cold," I moaned into my hands as my cold breath settled around me. "And fuck being out in the cold, its all your fault."

"Mine? Yeah, okay." Craig sniggered.

I looked at my cousin, he seemed happy and content standing in the bitter cold smoking his cigarette. Unlike me, I wasn't bred for the cold. Hot, that's what I need. Hot weather like back home in Florida, not the fucking cold in some goddamn city I don't even know. "You wanted to come all the way to Germany for sights and all we've done for two days is go from bar to fucking bar. What are you actually after?"

"Nothing in particular, why?"

"What in god's name do you mean why?" I snapped. I was at the end of my tether. I can't deal with it anymore. "Fuck it, I'm going back to the hotel…."

"Wait wait," he said and grabbed the hood of my thick parker. "Alright. I heard of a place."

I frowned and turned back to look at him. "Place? What place?"

"A club. I was kind of easing you into it."

"Easing me? I'm confused. How is making me be in the cold easing me into anything?"

"Because it's freaking hot in there and I don't mean the room temperature."

"Huh, so...what is it?" I enquired tipping my head back a little, for dramatics of course. I soooo wasn't interested.

"A club one can lose himself in and his money if you're not careful." He uttered, with a smug grin I'd more than happily wipe off his smug face.

"Is that why you've been saving so much?"

"Yep."

I looked around briefly. I just saw normal bars and shops. So where in the hell is this place? Then I said, "Where is this place?"

"Just around the corner."

"What corner? we're on a straight strip."

"The alley idiot."

I laughed and hit Craig's back, but he didn't share my amusement. "Wait, you're serious?"

"Deadly."

"So why are we standing here?"

"I was thinking."

"About what?"

"Who I'm going to have stupid."

"What?"

Craig flicked his cigarette and turned to face me, head on. "Walker. It's a place you can buy anything. I mean….anything."

"Elaborate."

"Alright," he grinned and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "You can buy a night of pain," he splayed his hands out as if seeing it in front of him. "Like serious pain or you can buy an hour of just dick sucking or maybe you want to get fucked or fuck and the best part is, they're all Omega's."

"No way man, you're pulling my chain."

"Nope. You ever wanted to get fucked by an Omega or even electrocuted. The list is endless my dear idiot cousin."

"I'm not getting fucked by an Omega."

"What about domination?"

"You mean being called a dirty whore and having to lick someone's feet?"

"If that's what you want," he pulled me closer. "Apparently it's addictive."

"Ha! What a load of shit. You're not fooling me. Not for a second."

Craig raised his eyebrows and grinned like the devil he's always been. Always getting me into some kind of shit. "Come on, let's go see then."

I wasn't amused. I was cold. So cold and pissed off. The only thing I was after was a strong drink, I didn't care what kind. Just strong, very strong. Strong enough to make me forget this stupid fucking trip. So I followed closely behind Craig and then he took a sharp right turn. An alley, it was a fucking alley. Dirty and it smells like shit. Not that any alley I've ever been down has smelt anything but shit, yet I knew home. I knew those alleys. I don't know this place and I didn't know what to expect. Was Craig really serious about the club? Because its a fucking alley, no club to be seen. Then my breath caught as we now stood in front of a set of dark steel doors and above it said Heaven. "Your shitting me, Heaven. Really? Looks like hell to me."

"Exactly, it's not a place that has big neon lights," he chirps and knocks on the heavy doors. "You'll change your view shortly."

I shook my head. I couldn't see myself changing anything. It looked fucking awful. Then one of the doors creaked open and a tall bald guy stepped out. "Payment." He asked and held out his hand.

"It's all here." Craig said and shoved some money into the guy's big ass hand.

"Go in, turn left and you will be stamped on the hand. First drink is free."

"Cheers mate," Craig was grinning as he grabbed my arm pulling me inside. "Come on."

Fuck, it was boiling in here and the smell hit like a damn truck. Sweat, sex and so many different scents rolling over you you could taste it. "This is madness," I muttered, holding my face. But Craig was off in his own little world until we came up to another guy, scary looking. He stamped our hands, it said Heaven. I rubbed at it and the shit wouldn't even smudge. "Craig!" I called out as he disappeared ahead of me. I tried to catch up to him but he was gone, poof...gone. "Fuck." I held my head low and pushed through a set of doors at the end of a dark corridor and found myself in a room I couldn't even begin to explain. I'll try though. It's hot, really hot. Sweaty bodies everywhere. Men on their knees in collars. Some restrained against walls and on another side were booths and holy shit people where fucking. Right out in the open.

"Excuse me," I jumped back as a small female popped out in front of me. "Would you like one of these?"

"What?" I looked down and she was carrying a tray of face masks.

"They help with navigating through the club until you have picked out who you want to buy. Oh and it also helps if you fill out one of these if you're having trouble with choosing."

"They're not in heat though?"

"No sir….but when an Alpha and his Omega are in….lets say the throws of passion, they're scents can still be quite overwhelming for some, hence the masks. Makes things a little easier on your part sir."

"Oh, right," I said, then quickly put a mask over my mouth and nose. "What's this?"

"It's a list sir. You can choose to tick off what you like or what you're interested in and then you can hand it over to Michelle, she's in the booth on the far right corner and she will pick according to your preference….if you are having a hard time that is."

"I...I see, thanks."

"Would you like a drink? First one on the house."

"Ahh, erm...a bourbon, please."

"Yes sir, please take a seat and I will be right back with your drink."

"Thanks." I nodded and pulled up a chair and scoured the room for Craig. That bastard has fucking left me on my damn tod. Then I thought as I looked around at all the bodies. He wasn't lying. You could tell who the Omega's were, by the thick black collars around their necks. Probably for protection, definitely protection. Even the waitresses had big collars on. I just couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing. Alpha's actually came here to be degraded by Omega's. They were loving it. Every second of it. Then I clocked one guy on his back as his Omega stamped on his nether regions. Shit makes my toes curl just looking at it, but I'll be damned because I couldn't stop looking.

I needed to calm my shit, so I picked up the piece of paper and my eyes bugged out. Holy fuck! I thought. You had electrocution by nipple clamps and AND choking. Whipping. Gagging. Role play. Plus many other things that had my toes curling again. This is fucking crazy, a place like this actually exists. "Sir…"

"Holy shit! You scared me." I groaned, holding my chest.

"I apologize. Your drink."

"Oh, thanks."

"Have you decided?"

I turned my head to look at the girl. Pretty little thing, but not my type. God. I don't even know what my type would be, never have and definitely not in this place. "I'm still thinking," She smiled and nodded and walked away. I had another quick scan of the place and then noticed an Omega standing by the booth the girl said Michelle occupied. He was talking and laughing by the looks of it. He was in baggy joggers and a tank. His hair pulled back. I couldn't make out his face clearly but he had a good shape to him, tall too. "Maybe I'll get a little closer," I mumbled to myself and picked up my drink and that stupid list and maneuvered around other people towards that guy. As I got closer I could see his features a lot clearer. Clean, flawless, dark eyes and wide smile. He also has a thick black collar but he didn't seem like he was dressed for work.

As I came within two feet from him I shoved my bit of paper towards that Michelle woman. She looked at it, then at me. "There's nothing on here."

"I know," I said all smooth like and removed my face mask. "I came to talk to this guy."

"Right." She said and sniggered.

"Hey," fuck, could I sound anymore pathetic. "I'm Walker, nice to meet you." I stand corrected, I did. I'm pathetic.

The guy shifted and lent against the wall by the booth bearing that wide grin. "Hello Walker," Oh fuck me side ways his voice was rough but so sexy, english too. "I'm not working, sorry."

"So I can't talk to you?" I asked and neared him.

"Talk costs, you're already at least…" He stopped as he regarded me. "Fifty euros in."

"But you've only said a few words."

"I know, so if you're not willing to pay I suggest you stop now. You're being billed as we speak," He pointed towards a camera pointing straight at us.

"Huh, I see. But if you're not working then it's free, right?"

"You're a smart one, but not so smart now. I've decided to work," he leaned in and his sweet floral scent washed over my skin making me take a sharp inhale of breath. "The moment you spoke to me. So….show me the money big boy and I'm all yours."

I hem hawed for a second and pulled my wallet out of my pocket and handed him the two hundred euros I had in there. "What will this buy?"

He counted the money and shoved it in his pocket. "My ass for thirty minutes or yours."

"No, not mine."

"Then mine it is," He took my hand and pulled me through a door near to where we were standing. I couldn't quite believe I was actually doing this. I just gave him the only money I had on me and for thirty minutes of sex. I'm out of my mind, but he's just so sexy and feral looking. I better get my money's worth tonight or I'm killing the shit out of Craig. "Would you like to call me by anything?" He asked as we made a left turn and into a dimly lit room.

"Huh?" I was slightly confused and light headed as we stepped into a room. "What's this room?"

"It's my room. All the top workers get their own private room."

"I see," then my breath hitched when he stripped his tank away. God he's gorgeous. So fucking gorgeous and I had no more money on me, unless they take card. "Do you accept card?" I had to know, because thirty minutes was not enough. I wanted to enjoy this gorgeous Omega for more than thirty damn minutes.

"I tell you what," he said, moving towards me. "You seem very new to this kind of place so I'll let you do whatever you want for thirty minutes."

"Anything?" I questioned.

"Anything….Walker," He purred and my dick decided for me. It needed a lot of attention. His mouth, his hands, his ass. It's been a while, so I can't be blamed. "How about we lose the clothes, let me get a good look at you."

"Sure," I grinned. I had no shame. None at all. So I stripped everything away, I mean everything except my thick boot socks. "I'm extremely hard right now."

"I can see that," he purred again as he sat with one leg over the other staring at me. "It's been awhile since I've seen a body this beautiful."

"Then ain't you the lucky one."

"I guess I am." He paused, grinned and did something I would never have suspected. I mean come on, the guy moved so quickly I missed it before it happened and I was handcuffed.

I almost laughed. "This is a joke, right?"

He grinned again as I stood naked and handcuffed. "Feel like being adventurous?"

"As horny as I am, cutie. I don't get fucked. That's why you did this, right?" For some strange reasons unknown I wasn't bothered by what he was doing. I thought I'd be mad. Maybe kick and scream, but nothing. I had a tall hot, gorgeous perfect Omega palming my ass and I didn't care. What in god's name was wrong with me? Apart from being so rock solid I thought my dick might drop right off my body from the weight of it.

"Let me play Walker, I promise you won't be disappointed."

I caved. "Fine, finger play."

"Just finger play?" He whispered, taking my earlobe between his teeth, sending a shiver right through me.

"Yes, just finger play."

"You got it, hottie," he whispers again by my ear and spinning me around. "Your so fucking sexy," I thought I'd come from just that alone. "You feel good in my hands."

Ahhh shit, a moan escaped my throat as his long fingers circled my dick and squeezed, tight. "...shit…"

"Don't come. That's not allowed."

"....easier….said, than done….fuck…"

"I'm very good at fucking. Are you sure you don't want to try?"

Dammit. I didn't care anymore. "Just do it, fuck me….but tell me your name."

"Why? So you can scream it as I pound my hard dick into your tight Alpha virgin ass."

"....yes...tell me...please." He gripped my dick harder as I tried to hold onto the bar in front of me.

"Marcus."

I shivered when he said it. Marcus. Fuck I wanted Marcus. "....fuck, fuck me Marcus."

"Oh I shall. This ass," he hissed. "Is all mine."