Tag: I’ve always been the alpha;; main Peter

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“Interesting,” Emma chuckled as she heard his story. “Bondsperson. But that was a long time ago. I’m the sheriff now,” she replied with a smile. It’d been a long time since she’d had to track someone down because they’d broken parole or something of the sort. Now it was her duty to make sure people didn’t break the law in the first place. “I did. He was still in Storybrooke. A little terrified that I’d disappeared, but it’s nothing we haven’t been through before.”

Peter shrugged. “My past isn’t clean. I don’t try to hide that fact. All I can do is moove on from it and be a better man.” he replied. The wolf sipped his tea and arched a brow. “People randomly vanish in your town often, I presume?” he asked with a faint smile. “OR is it just you that seems to disappear?”

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Steve glanced up at the alpha wolf slowly. “You sound like every other alpha I’ve ever met. And yet, here I am, gifted to you because I’m an omega. How else would you categorize what you are?”

Peter gave a confused look. “A gift? No, you’re no such thing. Not in this pack.” he replied. “Alphas are not superior to Omegas in the Hale pack. Anyone who told you otherwise is a fool and an idiot.” he replied. “When I asked to speak with anyone who felt like they didn’t belong, I wasn’t expecting to have you almost literally thrown at us.”

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“They didn’t like that I kept questioning everything,” Steve answered quietly. “Guess they figured this was their opportunity to get rid of me. If you don’t want me either, I’m more than happy to go somewhere else or even live somewhere on my own.”

The alpha tilted his head. “Questions deserve answers, not pawning the inquirer off.” Peter replied. “My pack is…unconventional, you could say. The pack’s advisor and emissary is an Omega. Very powerful in his own right. Mated to my second in command, as a matter of fact.” He explained. “In recent days I’ve heard my land referred to as the land of strays, but I stand by the decision I made when I changed my pack’s traditions.” He explained, watching the blonde and holding out his hand. “Come with me and see? We do well on our own, every now and then I’ll travel, try to help more people. The Hales have a generous amount of land. If you don’t like it after a week, you’re free to leave, I assure you.”

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Steve glanced up at the alpha wolf slowly. “You sound like every other alpha I’ve ever met. And yet, here I am, gifted to you because I’m an omega. How else would you categorize what you are?”

Peter gave a confused look. “A gift? No, you’re no such thing. Not in this pack.” he replied. “Alphas are not superior to Omegas in the Hale pack. Anyone who told you otherwise is a fool and an idiot.” he replied. “When I asked to speak with anyone who felt like they didn’t belong, I wasn’t expecting to have you almost literally thrown at us.”

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Steve whimpered softly, moaning as Peter sucked at him, touched and teased him. Everything his husband did brought him a little bit more out of the memories of the mission and more into being focused on finally being home once more. “Trust you more than anyone,” he whispered, titling his head to one side as Peter’s mouth found his neck and the other’s hand wrapped around and stroked them both.

Peter moved slowly, taking his time as he did so, stroking his hand just a little faster as he kissed up Steve’s neck and leaned to kiss his husband deeply. “You can always trust me, Steve. I will never, ever, hurt you.” he swore softly. He kissed a trail down Steve’s body, reaching to grab their lube and coat his fingers. While he kissed along Steve’s chest, biting little bruises into the skin that would fade in time, his fingers moved to tease at Steve’s entrance, easing one finger into the blonde. “Gonna take good care of you, baby. My love, my mate, my husband.” he whispered. “Focus on me and come home.”

Emma

Emma let out a soft chuckle. “I can’t imagine having more than one at a time. Thanks,” she said, taking the water bottle. “I don’t know how it happened, either. But it’s my job to find people, so… I thought I’d see how some of the people were doing.”

Peter chuckled. “Well, long story short, I wasn’t myself for a while and turned a teen, and his friends have since kind of joined the ranks in one form or another.” he explained. “But all of them know better than to leave my manor is such a mess.” He shook his head as he moved to sit down. “Oh that’s right. You were a PI or Bondsperson, right?” It had been a while since he’d seen the blonde, and some memories from the odd version of New York he’d been living in were hazy. “I’m glad you seem to be well. Did you find your husband?”

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Steve

Steve was completely at Peter’s mercy and he loved every minute of it. No one else had as much trust frmo him as his husband. Granted, it had taken time to get to this point in their relationship, but never once did Steve ever think things wouldn’t work between them. Peter was everything to him… lover, friend, protector, equal… he loved the other man more than life itself.

And Peter knew exactly how to touch and tease him, making him moan and writhe beneath him there on the bed…

Peter took his time, bobbing his head slowly on the hard shaft, eyes watching Steve as he did so. He loved being able to wreck Steve, to clear the darkness from his husband’s mind and catch him as he fell into pieces at the sheer force of the protection of their bond. He finally pulled off with a quiet pop, kissing his way back up Steve’s body to capture his lips in a heated kiss. “I love when you let go for me. Let me put you back together after a bad mission.” he whispered. “That you trust me to make the world fall away until it’s only us.” His lips trailed to Steve’s neck, kissing over the bite mark on his husband’s shoulder. He moved carefully, one hand holding him up while the other reached to grasp their cocks as best he could, slowly stroking them together. 

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Steve

Exhaustion set in heavily and Steve said nothing more before falling asleep in Peter’s arms. It wasn’t a restless sleep by any means. He woke at least three times during the night from nightmares that left him crying, screaming, and shaking in his husband’s arms. But all of that just wore him out even more and he finally passed out hard just as the sun was starting to rise outside. His body didn’t care. IT needed sleep and it was going to take it now, no matter what time it was or whether someone wanted to see him. He trusted Peter to take care of everything and keep him safe.

Peter’s entire being was on high alert, so he never got a deep sleep, always just under unconscious so that every time Steve jolted, he was awake with soothing words and kisses. He hoped the soundproofing he and Steve had put in would keep the manor from waking up, but it was a fleeting, distant thought in his mind compared to the need to take care of Steve. He was still in the dozing state when there was a knock just after sunrise, and Peter hummed just loud enough to be heard. Derek opened the door just enough to step inside, followed shortly by Stiles and Malia, the two teens looking quite worried. Peter lifted a finger to his lips. “He finally settled an hour ago.” he said quietly. 

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Stiles asked just as softly, and gaining a nod, looked down sadly. “How many did we lose?”

“Stiles, we talked about that-” Derek began, but stopped as Peter spoke. 

“At least five?” Peter replied. “Bucky, Wanda, Vision, Sam and T’Challa for sure.” He adjusted just enough to pull Steve against his chest further, kissing his husband’s temple. “The others must be asking or the three of you wouldn’t be here.” He looked up and gained a nod from Malia. 

“They’re worried about him. Lydia’s been upset all night.” she replied. 

“Just let them know my primary focus is going to be Steve and that Derek is in charge.” Peter said. “Malia, you and Stiles are second in command under him until then. Is there breakfast?”

“Yeah, there’s breakfast.” Stiles assured. “I’ll bring some up” He took Derek’s hand, tugging gently until his mate moved, taking Malia’s hand as they moved by her to coax her out as well. Peter tucked himself as close to Steve as he could and closing his eyes as he kept a monitor on Steve’s heartrate. 

Steve continued to sleep and Stiles returned a few minutes later with a large tray that had plenty of food for Peter and Steve, whenever the other woke. Stiles set it down on the dresser and walked over, kissing Peter on the cheek softly. “Just take care of him,” he whispered. “Derek’s got everything else under control for now. Tell him we love him.”

Peter looked up, smiling sadly as Stiles walked around and kissed his cheek. “I will tell him. Thank you.” He replied, petting Steve’s hair. “I’ve got him, I promise. Go take care of your mate and the others. The news wont be easy on them.” He watched Stiles for a moment. “We’ll survive it, Stiles. We’ve survived much worse deaths.” He waited until Stikes was gone again to press his face into Steve’s hair and cry silently, able to sense his mate’s pain even as he rested. “Oh, my love. I wish I knew how to help. We’re so I tune it kills me to feel you hurting so much.” He whispered softly. “But we will survive, and we will get through. I have you, and I will be here as we get through it. I swear.”

Emma

“Peter,” Emma replied, happy to see a friend again. “It’s quite alright. I raised a teenage boy. I’ve cleaned up lots of messes.” She sat down at a nearby table and shrugged. “Water? I mostly just came to see how you were doing.”

Peter nodded a little with a laugh. “I think I’d trade one teenager for the half dozen I have now.” he moved to get a bottle of water, bringing it over. “I’m…doing well. I don’t know how everyone ended back home, but it seems those of us in relationships are together here.” he explained. “How are you? I had hoped someone would contact me after I woke up back home, but so far you’re the only one.”

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Steve

Steve let out a softly, low moan as Peter’s mouth and hands slid across his body. He shuddered at the teasing press of those fingers along his length. He licked his lips and met his husband’s gaze. “You always do,” he answered in a shaky voice, shifting just a bit on the bed.

Peter took his time, blue eyes watching up as he slowly ran his tongue over the hardening shaft, humming in approval as one hand moved to open the bottle of lube and coat his fingers. Full lips wrapped around just the head of his husband’s cock, swirling his tongue as he reached to tease his fingers over Steve’s entrance. Pulling back, he grinned. “Taste so good.” he breathed, already hard as he leaned back in to take a couple more inches into his mouth, working his way slowly along Steve’s length, one finger easing into his lover’s entrance.