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ivymarquis · 2 years

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Sin Sunday WIP

idk what the cool kids are calling it here have another segment of WYW PT III which theoretically should be finished sometime this week

Placed under the cut. Contains A/B/O, Kidnapping, Stockholmn Syndrome, and the vibe is extremely dubby.

“Jacob Im sorry- Im so sorry, I dont know why I did that. I dont want to go back please don’t let them take me,” her finger let up off the button to see if he answered.

The further Rook traveled north, the hotter she got which was not (she was fairly certain at least) what was supposed to be happening. The air was stifling, her clothes clinging to her damped sk- oh son of a bitch.

Realization gave way to panic once more, the panic making her desperate. “Jacob please Im so sorry I won’t do it ever again,” her voice was higher pitched, and at this point she was babbling to get a response from him. Whether she meant she wouldn’t reject his attempts to court her going forward or just wouldn’t engage in her typical “whatever it took to spite him” behavior she’d happily engaged in. “I'll be good, Jacob; I’ll be so good for you, I promise. Just please answer, I’ll do anything.”

Tears welled in her eyes. Rook was groveling at this point, her voice a hair’s breath away from becoming a broken sob. She had only the vaguest concept of time and knew her heat was coming but between the stress of Jacob ripping her out of the Veteran’s Center and then her quest to get back to him, her body apparently had decided that going into heat was the appropriate response.

Her body was literally calling out for an Alpha who wasn’t here. Trying to entice him to find her. To drag her back to her nest.

Only problem with that was it was a double edged sword just as sharp as her pride- her scent was changing and leaving a trail that would lead any Alpha straight to her.

“Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it sweetheart?” Jacob’s voice crackled out from the radio in her hand.

Her body’s reaction was immediate to the sound of his voice, not understanding that her Alpha wasn’t nearby.

“You remember how you finished on my cock even while my hand was wrapped around your throat cutting off your air, Pup?”

Rook staggered to the ground, another wave of heat washing over her at the reminder.

The blind fear that he might end up killing her had been absolutely surreal, the orgasm mind-numbing for something given outside of a heat cycle.

“Answer me.” His tone was clipped and left no room for argument.

“Yes, I remember,” she responded, not sure where this was leading other than getting her worked up. She’d passed out after, didn’t remember anything.

“You fainted after. I told you something then, something I don’t expect you to remember now- told you I’d be fine with you lying to yourself and protecting your sweet little ego. That I knew turning your back on the “resistance” would be one tough pill to swallow, and I was willing to be patient about it.”

The inaction of the resistance in the past year to even attempt to save her had certainly cured that little problem. Rook hadn’t even realized how angry she was until it had finally clicked that no one had come for her.

“But,” his voice chimed again. Rook shifted her thighs, waiting, “we’re not doing that anymore. You want to be here, you act like it. No more pretending you’re being held against your will here. I’ll be here waiting, Omega. You come here under your own volition and then we’ll talk.”

She’d crawl across a field of shattered glass on her hands and knees if that’s what he wanted her to do, but even with her heat addled brain she had enough sense to know that showing up to St. Francis would be one of the worst ideas possible in her state.

“I can’t.” She choked on the words- didn’t want to deny her Alpha (especially after her little spiel about how she’d be so good and do anything for him) but couldn’t come up with an alternative.

“Why?” It was the best possible response for her to get from him. At least he’d answered her.

“I started going into heat as soon as I started running from the Whitetails.”

#sin sunday #jacob seed x deputy #wip wednesday #far cry 5 fanfiction #ABO verse #my writing #rook yells at eli because I will never not be mad about the fact eli is a lil bitch #the friends in the fc5 discord have already seen most of this so now Im sharing with the rest of the class

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