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“Steve, rise and shine.” Tony gently opened the iron door. He made his way inside the room after locking the door. He padded over the bed in the corner of the room. Steve grumbled, clearly awake but refusing to get up. Tony gently shook his shoulder. When Steve still wouldn’t move, he risked his chance of getting punched by leaning down and giving a quick peck to his cheek. That woke him up. He shot right up his face looking like he’s debating between letting it go and pushing Tony down on the floor. He went with the former rather than the latter.
“Don’t kiss me,” he mumbled as he made his way to the washroom. Tony could only smile at Steve's half-hearted request. Steve slowly but surely is coming around. Soon maybe Tony would let Steve leave his room. Not yet but soon.
Tony went back upstairs to grab breakfast when he heard the shower start. He carefully put all the pancakes, bacon and scrambled eggs on the tray. A perfect American breakfast for an almost perfect Alpha. Tony went back downstairs with the tray of food. Steve was already sitting at the table with two chairs, looking down and waiting. Tony put the tray right in front of him.
“Steve, don't start yet, I need to go back up to grab the orange juice and mugs.” At that, Steve looked up.
“I could help you?” Steve asked timidly. Tony’s face darkened at that request.
“No, I can handle it Steve, plus we wouldn’t want you causing a big problem like last time,” Ah last time. Steve tried to overpower Tony and run through the main door. That was the last straw that prompted Tony to take drastic measures to keep control of Steve.
Steve looked weary. He brought his hand up to touch the little implant Tony put in because of what he did last time. Tony wasn’t gentle in putting it in because of that, it healed weirdly. No doubt it causes Steve some discomfort, oh and the shocks Tony administers through it, hurts a lot.
Since Steve didn’t reply to Tony, he just went up to go get the juice. He came down and Steve was still sitting there. Even though Tony purposefully left the door open. It was kind of a trust test, Steve passed.
Tony poured some juice for both of them. Then they both started eating. Tony made most of the conversation. Steve only gave grunts as answers. Tony didn’t mind though. He loved talking and someday Steve would love it too. As breakfast ended so did the conversation. Steve expected Tony to go back upstairs since Tony had school to go to. God, he missed going to school. He wonders how his art club is doing and if Bucky took over as captain of the football team. Tony did go back up but he came down after a couple of minutes.
“Steve, get ready we are going to take a walk in the garden.”
“What?”
“Get up and get ready Steve, I don’t like waiting.” Wanting not to upset the short omega with the short temper, he got up from his bed. He went to the tiny wardrobe filled with clothes Tony bought for him. When he first came here, he claimed he would never use any of them but here he is about a year later. He picked out a pair of jeans and a hoodie. He had no idea what the weather outside was. He wasn’t allowed outside in months.
“It’s a bit too warm for that hoodie,” Tony said as he walked over to Steve. He reached up fiddling with the hoodie's string. He let it go then went on his tiptoes and jumped up a bit to give a kiss to Steve’s lips. Steve couldn’t hide his disdain for that. But when he saw Tony’s face drop, he felt a pang in his heart. His stupid Alpha hormones wanted to protect this omega. He despised his biology for it. To distract Tony he quickly thought of something to say.
“Don’t you have school today?” At that Tony perked up. He always liked it when Steve talked to him.
“Oh, Steve sweety it’s summer break.” That shocked Steve. He knew it’s been a year but he assumed it was still spring. At this Steve got really depressed. Usually, on Summer breaks, he’d go on road trips with his friends. Hang around the public pool or go draw in the park. Not this summer though. This summer and the foreseeable future will be spent with Tony. With a resigned look, he followed Tony up.
The sunlight on his face felt amazing. He felt alive. Tony tightened his grip on his elbow when he saw that look in Steve’s eye. He was always worried Steve was going to leave him. Go somewhere far where Tony wouldn’t be able to bring him back.
They walked along a gravel path in the garden. He had a huge garden but then again his entire mansion was huge. Only Tony lived in it though. Steve can only assume that other people besides his parents used to live in it but nowadays it's empty. However Tony does have his friends over sometimes. On those days Tony tied up Steve so he couldn't let other people know he was in the basement. After all, to the rest of the world, Steve was the missing promising young alpha.
They walked to a picnic table where Tony put down the picnic basket he’d been carrying. He took out all the sandwiches, snacks and juice he brought. Surprisingly Steve seemed sociable today. On some days Steve wouldn’t even make eye contact with Tony. But today he was having a good conversation. Looks like Tony won him over with the outdoor picnic. He should’ve known better to let his guard down though.
It was working, Tony was letting his guard down. As soon as they arrived at the picnic table Steve noticed how close it was to the fence around the mansion. He could definitely make a run for it and climb over that fence. Since it’s somewhere around lunchtime, he’s sure he’ll run into someone. He just has to get Tony to go inside. While Tony was babbling about his latest invention, he put his hand on Tony’s hand that was resting on the table. Tony stopped talking, and he looked at their hands then back up at Steve with a small smile on his face.
“You’re holding my hand.”
“I am yes,” Steve tried to give a genuine smile but it felt forced. Tony on the other hand thought it was genuine. He got up from his seat at the table to come over and sit on Steve’s lap. He put his arms around Steve’s shoulders and pulled him close. Closing his eyes and burying himself on the top of Steve’s head. His hair is probably not smelling very pleasant right now. He hasn’t taken a shower in days.
“Steve,” Tony whines in his hair. He’s squirming in his lap and kissing him on his cheek. Steve decides to take the initiative and plants a kiss on his lips. Tony opens his eyes for a second, maybe to look at Steve or to make sure this is really happening. He’s smiling very sweetly and smelling very sweetly too. The smell of cinnamon and vanilla is invading his nostrils. The smell is dizzying and Steve despises it. So many times Tony has smelled sweet while doing terrible things to Steve.
Steve puts his arms around Tony’s waist, pulling him close. He carefully moves his hands lower while Tony keeps putting his bare neck near Steve’s mouth. Most omegas are very careful to not let alphas near their necks. They do this to avoid claiming bites being forced on their bonding glands. Tony however has been trying his hardest to get Steve to bite him. To bond them both for life. Steve will do anything to avoid this.
“Steve, I want you now,” perfect Tony is hazy with lust. He just needs to suggest Tony go inside.
“We can’t, we don’t have any rubber,” Tony sulks at that. Tony does want a family with Steve but he doesn’t want them while they're both so young. He reluctantly gets up.
“If I’d known you’d be in the mood then I would’ve packed some condoms along with the sandwiches.” Steve forces out a chuckle at that.
“Well come on let's go inside, there are condoms in your room.” Tony motions for Steve to get up and follow him inside. No, he needs only Tony to go inside.
“I kind of want to do it out here”, Tony raises his eyebrow at that.
“The sun is really nice, and I just think it would be fun and adventurous, you know?” Oh god, he’s rambling now. Tony’s gonna see right through him.
“Okay,” Or not?
Tony gave a short reply, turned around and scurried inside.
“I’ll be back in a couple of minutes!” Tony hollered from the mansion's door before going inside.
Wait he left so easily. Not putting up a fight or forcing Steve to come inside with him. Is this a test? Is Tony testing him? This must be a trap. There’s no way Tony would just leave him without supervision. Steve glances around worriedly, half expecting to see a trained sniper hiding in the bushes for him but nothing. He’s just sitting at a picnic table by himself. He carefully gets up, looks around one last time and makes a run for it.
He runs as fast as he can to the tall fence. He jumps and starts climbing it. Tony should be back by now but as long as he makes it over the fence, he’s safe. He starts to smile already thinking of what he’ll do when he’s free. He’ll first go home to his mom. Give her a hug. Call his friends and most importantly tell the police and the world about the sick omega that’s kept him captive. A little part of himself whispers that no one will believe him. That he should be grateful to have the attention of such a cute and smart omega. His heart is beating out of his chest when he feels a gentle thrum in his neck.
“What?” Steve whispers to himself before reaching the top of the fence. As he gets ready to jump off the fence, lightning shoots through his body. His body feels like it’s on fire like somebody just shot him full of lead. He falls backward off the fence. The last thing he sees before he blacks out is Tony’s cold and calculating face watching him.
Steve wakes up hanging from the ceiling. Thick cuffs around his wrist pull him so high that his feet barely touch the ground. To take the weight off his shoulders he attempts to stand on his tiptoes. That's when he notices how numb his whole body feels. He’s freezing because he’s been stripped of his shirt and pants, only wearing his boxers.
“Oh good you’re awake,” Tony says nonchalantly while sipping some, what he assumes to be, coffee.
“Tony, baby pleas-” That angers Tony immensely.
“Don’t do that! Don’t call me baby after you tried to leave me!” Tony screams at the top of his lungs before chucking his empty mug at Steve. Luckily for Steve, Tony missed and the mug broke beside his feet. Steve now has to be careful not to step on the broken shards. More importantly, he has to calm Tony down.
“Tony I wasn’t leaving, I swear!” Steve screams back at Tony. Tony gets up and starts walking towards where he’s hanging. With heavy footsteps, he arrives right in front of Steve.
“Liar,” Tony whispers with tears in his eyes.
“You were gonna leave me. Like everybody else does!” Tony pushes Steve roughly after he says that. Steve trying to get balanced on the floor accidentally steps on the glass.
“Hnng,” Steve groans in pain. Tony notices and looks down and sees blood. He gets a wicked smile and squats down to pick up some big shards of the mug. He inspects the shards before plunging one in Steve’s meaty thigh.
“Fuck,” Steve moans in pain. It hurts but Tony can do worse. He can be very creative in his punishments.
“Look at that, you made me break my favourite mug,” Tony says as he stabs another piece of shard in Steve’s other thigh.
“It was a gift from Pepper, she’ll be disappointed to know you broke it. Then again it’s not like I’ll tell her you're here.” Tony picks up more shards and starts using them to cut Steve’s legs.
“They all think you ran away. That you couldn’t deal with the pressure of going to such a prestigious school. Most people have accepted that as the truth.”
“But not everyone,” groans Steve.
“My mom, Bucky, Sam and my friends. I know they haven’t given up on me.” Steve says strongly. Who cares if most people think he’s a coward. The people that really matter to him, haven’t lost hope and neither will Steve.
“Oh sweety,” Tony coos when Steve starts crying. He gently uses his hands to wipe away the tears that started falling.
“Don’t waste your tears already, the fun has only begun.” With that Tony walks away. Probably going to go get whips, various knives and other torture tools to teach Steve obedience. To make him into the perfect alpha, Tony tells him. Steve just closes his eyes and braces himself for the next tortuous couple of hours.
By the time the pain ends Steve’s on the floor huddled in the corner of the empty room that's only filled with blood, weapons and pain. His hands are tied tightly behind his hands. His hands are heavily scarred and his legs are completely broken. If he weren’t a super soldier then it would take up to a year to completely heal. Luckily for him, he'll be physically healed in a week or so. His mind however will take longer. As he thinks about how he’s in pain Tony comes back into the room with some soup.
“Steve I brought sustenance in the form of chicken soup.” Tony looks happy, way too to be someone who just spent the better half of the day beating the shit out of someone. He wonders how such an evil person can hide in such a small body. Psychopath a part of himself whispers.
Tony gently puts down the soup beside him when he kneels in front of Steve. He reaches out his hand to touch the black eye forming around his eyes. Tony accidentally hit him in the head with a bat when Steve spoke out. Tony usually avoids hurting Steve’s face. Saying he feels like a monster when he sees Steve’s wounded face. Steve turns his head not wanting to be touched by Tony. Tony takes great offence to that.
“I’m trying to be nice Steve! Don’t reject my kindness.” Tony scolds him before slapping him across the face. The slap doesn’t hurt but Steve feels humiliated. Like he’s a four-year-old again and just been caught stealing from a cookie jar after dinner. So his mom decides to spank his butt for it. He doesn’t make eye contact with Tony. Tony goes and picks up the spoon with some soup on it. He gently blows on it before putting it in front of Steve.
“Say ahh,” Tony tells Steve. If this was like the first time Steve came here then he would have rejected Tony’s food by throwing the food back at Tony and cursing him out. However, many hunger strikes and Tony putting a tube in Steve’s stomach to feed him has changed his tune. He forces himself to open his mouth and lets Tony feed him. Tony doesn’t coo at him or patronize him. He quietly feeds Steve until the bowl is empty. He pushes the bowl away after it’s done and puts a hand on Steve’s face.
“Now don’t you feel better with some warm soup in you?” Tony asks him as he starts touching Steve’s face, shoulder and then his hand starts going lower-
“No,” Steve says quietly.
“What do you mean?” Tony asks innocently, his huge brown doe eyes looking at Steve closely. Tony starts palming Steve’s limp cock.
“Tony, please I don’t want to, I’m so exhausted,” Steve whispered his plea. Tony’s hand stopped. He lifted his hand to grip Steve’s jaw, he forced Steve to look at him.
“Steve, I’m trying to give you pleasure, you should be grateful to have such a beautiful omega at your service.” Tony talked to Steve in a firm voice that left room for no argument.
“Okay,” Steve said in a broken voice, already accepting his fate. Hey if he agrees to it then it does technically not assault, right? Steve thought to himself as Tony stood up. Tony took his shirt and shorts off. Leaving himself in his lacy black panties. God, as much as he despised Tony, he had to admit he was gorgeous.
Tony sat back down this time on his lap. Careful not to sit on his severely damaged legs. He started rubbing himself on his cock trying to get him hard. Tony gets offended when Steve isn’t hard for him. Despite the amount of pain Steve’s in, he wills himself to get hard. Huh, when there’s a will there’s a way.
Tony looks satisfied with himself before rolling his panties down. Steve is immediately hit in the face with a strong scent of vanilla and cinnamon. This helps him get harder. Tony then tentatively reaches down.
“MmmhHM,” Tony moans as a tries to pull the small butt plug he was wearing out of himself. With some struggle, he gets it out. Then he feels a gush of slick pours out of himself. He then puts two fingers inside. To give himself a little stretch even though he doesn’t need it.
“I can’t wait to get you in me,” Tony whimpers. He then reaches down to pull Steve’s cock out of his boxers. He wrapped his entire hand around the base of his dick. He pulled out a condom he brought for Steve and started rolling it down. Slowly stroking up and lining Steve up with Tony’s hole. He then started to sink down slowly. He never closes his eyes when he does this. He likes to watch Steve’s reaction instead. The mix of horror, pain and unwanted pleasure swirling in those deep blue eyes.
“Tony,” Steve moaned as he finally reached his base. Tony huffed as he felt all of Steve inside him.
“God you're huge,” Tony whimpered. He then pulled himself up slowly, fleeing all of Steve’s girth. He went all the way up and his rim caught the head of Steve’s dick before pushing himself back down. He picked up the pace. Going up and down quickly making loud lewd squelching noises. He could feel himself reaching climax but he wanted to come with Steve. He starts going faster to get Steve to knot him.
“Knot me Steve, fuuuck, I want you!” Tony was a moaning mess at this point and Steve just kept groaning please and no. Then he felt Steve swell. He could feel Steve’s knot coming. He squeezed Steve and pushed down one last time before Steve came with a loud “TONY”. He felt so full, he felt so much pleasure that he came all over Steve’s stomach. He came all over the bruises, wounds and cuts on Steve’s stomach. He’ll have to sanitize those before bandaging them up later. Tony felt so happy but Steve was just silently crying. Post nut clarity maybe. Tony smiled and leaned down to whisper in Steve’s ear.
“I love you.” Steve looked at Tony with conflicting emotions before replying.
“This isn’t love.”
The End