Patreon Compilation – Fic#306 – Soldier76/Reaper – life affirming sex; baby trapping; fluff but also toxic – You Need To Stay Safe

Soldier76/Reaper – baby trapping; A/B/O; transman Reaper; hyper fertility; idiots in love – Jack needs to make sure that Gabriel really and truly is still alive after their last desperate brush with death. And he needs to assure that Gabriel STAYS alive.

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“Fuck… fuck, fuck, I thought you were gone-”

Jack keeps repeating it over and over as he presses Gabriel into the bed, his hands having a tight hold of the other’s head and elbows pressing into his shoulders to keep him pinned down.

He’s close above him as he fucks him slowly; close enough that he can practically croon his little chants right into Gabriel’s open, panting mouth. He’s driving in deep and barely pulling out before he pushes back in until there is nothing left to give. And still he grinds deeper, watching how Gabriel’s pupils jerk into little pin-pricks whenever his cock touches places that just border on painful.

“Never do that again, alright? Never fucking-”

“You think I did it on purpose?” Gabriel groans. He shifts his legs restlessly, caging Jack’s hips in with his knees around them. He clenches his thighs closed, trying to make his already slow thrusts become just an excruciating crawl to drag things out even more.

“Didn’t spring in front of the bullet for shits and giggles.”

Jack growls softly. It’s breathless and nothing to really write home about but it’s enough to get the Omega beneath him to shudder bodily, his eyes going sweet and soft as he tilts his chin up slightly, offering up his throat glinting with sweat.

Gabriel doesn’t look anywhere near the usual Omega aesthetics but damn if he isn’t having Jack by the balls with every little thing he does. Like being all sweet and submissive while all his hard muscles stand in beautiful relief, sweat rolling down his ribs whenever he heaves a deep, desperate breath.

Maybe Jack shouldn’t lean his full weight on him – especially with how there is still a bullet would in his side that his super soldier body is actively healing – but he can’t help himself.

He wants to make sure that Gabriel can’t go anywhere right now. That there is no place for him to be other than beneath Jack, taking his cock, and being nice and open and receptive for whatever the Alpha offers him.

That and… well. It’s the only thing he can do short of chaining Gabriel down, really. It’s a barbaric thing to do at the end of the day but damn if he hasn’t thought about it more and more in the past months, mind obsessing over keeping the Omega safe.

His Omega. His beautiful, fertile bitch that keeps insisting that Jack wear condoms so he can’t pump him full with puppies and keep him from the battlefield that is obviously way too dangerous for his lover-

Gabriel wheezes out a little whimper. It’s hard to tell whether from pain or pleasure. His face is twisted, his nails scrabbling at Jack’s back. They’re too short to really do any damage but damn he is trying. He’ll leave some nice red streaks behind even so.

“N-Not that deep-” Gabriel’s usually velvety smooth voice has climbed some. His mouth is open and wet as he pants against Jack’s chin. “You’re… you’re too deep-”

“I can’t help it.” Jack licks messy into Gabriel’s mouth. Despite his words, he tries to pull his hips back a little; give those squeezing, molten insides just a little bit of respite despite his instincts telling him to drive into Gabriel’s fertile pussy nice and deep.

His thumbs press in against Gabriel’s temples, massaging him in tight little circles. “I can’t help it. You’re so hot around me. I need to… fuck, please, Gabe- lemme take it off, huh? Just this once. I won’t knock you up, I promise. Please.”

Gabriel whines and turns his head away despite the hands holding on to it. His denial is clear, but he is not saying no, and his hips are starting to twitch upward, trying to force Jack into continuing his hypnotizing hip movements. He obviously can’t make up his mind as to what he wants him to do. So Jack decides for him and continues slowly grinding back into Gabriel’s tightly grabbing cunt.

He moves one arm down and squeezes it between their bodies. His thumb slowly moves across the Omega’s mound but he does not need to search for long to find his impossibly swollen t-dick. It has been bumping against Jack’s shaft every other thrust.

The moment he touches it, Gabriel’s eyes roll into his head. Another wheezing whimper escapes him – this one obviously pleasured. His cunt grabs Jack tighter, almost like it is trying to suck him back in and never let him go.

That makes it quite difficult to pull out, but somewhere between slowly deepening his thrusts and gently pinching Gabriel’s cock between thumb and forefinger, he manages just well to do so.

It’s a thing of half a second to roll the condom off and hide it between the sheets where Gabriel won’t notice until it is far too late to do anything about it. On the heels of his Omega starting to loose his mind about getting his cock fondled, Jack slides right back into his hole as if nothing has changed.

Gabriel’s insides are as hot and welcoming as ever. It feels like everything inside him is molten; squeezing down on Jack and attempting to milk him dry of every drop he has. His knot feels incredibly tender just thinking about it – but he shant shoot his load. No, not yet… not when he can still make sweet love to Gabriel and watch him fall apart for him bit by bit.

There is something incredibly addicting about seeing the Omega’s stern face slowly relax into wild abandon, his lovely brown eyes going so soft and sweet for his Alpha.

“F-Fuck, the way you feel-” Gabriel’s voice sounds choked. He’s reaching for Jack and for a second the Alpha worries that he might have been found out and Gabriel is about to break his goddamn neck – but the next second Gabriel just pulls him in close so he may steal himself more kisses.

Jack hums softly. His thrusts are loose hipped and easy, slowly drilling into Gabriel, mimicking his tongue as he licks into the Omega’s mouth over and over again. Because he just can’t get enough of Gabriel. Of his scent, his sounds. His taste.

He’s an addictive little thing. A little six-foot-one thing whose massive thighs could squeeze the fucking life out of Jack if he wasn’t careful enough.

For a while there, Jack even forgets all about his little scheme; just making out with Gabriel and fucking him as if they were a completely ordinary Alpha-Omega couple. As if he hasn’t dragged him out of the med bay the second the doctors had stitched him up to pull him into their shared quarter and grunt fuck him into the bed.

Stake his claim on him. Deepen it. Remind Gabriel of it.

Sometimes he does need to be reminded, it seems. Of who he is with. Of how perfectly, deliciously Omega he is. How well he can just melt into a submissive little mess and let Jack take care of his needs.

Playing with his T-Dick, Jack would love nothing more than to get his mouth around him and suck him off – but that would also entail to stop fucking him for the duration and that is simply not something that is in his power to do right now.

He has to keep plunging into Gabriel’s belly; he has to slide in as deep as he can, his naked cock pressing into the squishy, magma hot walls of his Omega’s pussy. He has to stare at him up close, the tips of their noses rubbing occasionally against each other so he can listen to the little sharp whimpers he fucks out of him whenever the swollen crown of his dick presses up into Gabriel’s cervix and gives him that hot, bone-deep ache that he loathes and craves in equal measures.

He’s told Jack that at some point in their relationship; as if that had been a shameful little secret and not something the Alpha had sussed out months ago.

When the nerves along his spine start to feel hot and the muscles in his back begin to stiffen, Jack knows that he is closing in on the end of it all. His thrusts slow down into a crawl. Gabriel’s legs curl around his hips, his heels digging against the backs of Gabriel’s thighs in an effort to try and pull him even deeper into his body.

As if something like it were even possible. As if Jack weren’t doing everything but completely crawl into Gabriel dick first…

“L-Love you-” The confession is so quiet; whispered from Gabriel on a trembling, fucked-out little breath. His face is so open and relaxed and sweet. Unknowing of the naked cock kissing up to his oh-so-fertile womb with every excruciatingly slow push. “S-S-So much.”

Jack shudders. His spine is prickling. Had he had the same fur of their forefathers, it would be standing on edge now; trying to make him seem even bigger and more imposing for his Omega. Make sure Gabriel knows he’s the perfectly right choice to have pups with-

“Love you too,” he croons back. He is brushing his trembling fingertips across Gabriel’s shorn head, massaging it haphazardly but with good intentions. “Would’ve ripped everybody apart with my damn teeth if something worse had happened to you today.”

It’s not a lie; and from the warm look in Gabriel’s eyes, the other knows it.

Nothing of it is a lie. Jack does love Gabriel. Very, very, very much. He wants to spend the rest of his life with him. He wants to care for him and be close to him and never be apart for even a goddamn second…

And still that doesn’t mean that he feels even an ounce of remorse when his knot swells and he locks up in that juicy, oh-so-welcoming cunt. When he looks Gabriel right in the eyes as he starts to pump him full, knowing full well that the hyper-fertile Omega is getting knocked up right this very second.

It makes the orgasm so much sweeter. So much harder. It feels like a gut-punch.

Jack lets himself lie back down on Gabriel in full; pressing into him. Pinning him into the bed while the Omega wheezes out a desperate whine, cunt pulsing liquid hot around his Alpha’s cock as he comes on him so… so beautifully.

.oOo. 7 Months later .oOo.

Jack never used to have an all that much regulated work day but these past months he’s started to make an effort to be home by five or six if possible. Half so the transition to their pups arriving would go as smooth as possible and half so Gabriel wouldn’t be at home alone for so long.

The sight of him never fails to make Jack’s heart race. There is just something especially delicious about a fat Gabriel. No, not fat, per se- pregnant. His stomach is just huge. It has to be with three pups inside; all of them nice and healthy and big because their daddies are super soldiers.

Gabriel greets him every evening. He does not say too much these days, his resentment at his situation starting to grow each day that they get closer to the delivery date… but he is still snuggling up with Jack; still giving him kisses and searching for his proximity.

Jack doesn’t say anything about him baby trapping Gabriel either. What is he supposed to say? ‘Sorry’? He isn’t sorry, and his Omega knows that full well. In fact, he is quite pleased with the whole situation; not only getting to have three healthy, big pups from his mate, but also knowing that for the duration there is nothing there that can steal Gabriel away from him in some freak accident.

He does acknowledge that what he did wasn’t nice. But… it was pretty hot.

He nuzzles against the side of Gabriel’s face one evening as they are sitting on the couch, his hands incessantly rubbing across his distended belly. He can feel them moving beneath his palm; apparently incessantly pushing against each other to make room for themselves.

“I can’t wait for you to push them out,” Jack croons against Gabriel’s ear. “Can’t wait to put another litter into you as soon as I can-”

Gabriel’s hand moves over in the blink of an eye, blunt fingertips digging into Jack’s thigh and producing five distinct bruises with disturbing ease.

“You will not.” He says this very calm; very matter of fact.

And yet, Jack can smell the sudden arousal on him. The interest in what he has to say. So he just rides out the pain and catches the tip of Gabriel’s ear between his teeth, lightly worrying the cartilage between their sharp edges.

“Oh we will see about that. You will just have to be… vigilant.”

Gabriel shudders. He arches his back a little, though it is barely noticeable in his current state. His fat thighs angle apart even so, ready for Jack to reach beneath his heaving stomach and take care of his swollen, puffy cunt. He seems always ready to get mounted these days.

“You can try… but I will kill you when I find out.”

Jack chuckles. “Well those are some exciting stakes, then.”