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Mingi shuffled forward as best he could with his hands and feet chained, his orange jumpsuit sticking uncomfortably to his sweaty skin. He looked back at the van that had brought him here, the full reality of his situation hitting him like a ton of bricks. He really wasn't getting out of this. This was really happening.
He never dreamed he would end up behind bars. Yeah, he had a shoplifting problem, but it was always petty stuff he didn't feel like paying for. It's not like the big box stores were going to miss it. In fact, they didn't miss a thing. He really thought he'd gotten away with it since he was a teenager until officers ended up at his shitty college apartment with a warrant. Turns out, he'd been caught on camera the whole time and they were just waiting until he'd stolen enough to warrant a felony and it was worth it to press charges.
Everything after that had been a blur. The jail time, the court dates, the indifferent judges, the apathetic defense attorneys. He had no idea how any of this worked or how to get out of it, so he just followed what his lawyer said. He could either waste three years of his life behind bars, or he could opt in to a special rehabilitation program available exclusively to omegas. His lawyer had pushed him hard toward it, even though the whole idea of it made Mingi sick to his stomach.
It was simple. The birth rates were declining rapidly and lots of beta couples were desperate for children. Omega prisoners could offer their bodies to provide those children to those poor families who wanted them so badly. He could either lose three years of his young life, or, if he was lucky, only nine months. And he could be doing something good for someone. He had been so absolutely dehumanized during this whole process that making even one decision felt liberating.
And now he had to live with that decision. He was feeling a hell of a lot less noble now that he was standing in front of the concrete box he would have to call home for who knows how long. He hadn't slept in days when he'd signed all of the papers, all of the words bleeding together into a meaningless sludge as he swiped his ballpoint pen across the pages, relinquishing his right over his own body without even knowing what was in the bold print let alone the fine stuff. Terror and regret tightened in his chest as he was escorted inside through the sterile halls and locked doors.
He was finally dumped into a dingy little doctor's office in the back with anatomy diagrams and vision tests plastered all over the walls and an older looking alpha leaning over his decades outdated computer with his glasses propped on the tip of his nose. "You're hours late," the doctor said, turning in his chair to glare at the guards over his glasses, his legs and arms crossed as he leaned back in his chair. Mingi tried not to notice how handsome the man was. He was tall and lean with dark hair that was graying at the temples and laugh lines around his eyes.
"We had other shit to do today," one of the guards shot back as he roughly unlocked Mingi's shackles and pulled the chains free. Mingi's arms suddenly felt weightless as he hugged them close to his body.
"So did I," the doctor rolled his eyes. "Get the fuck out. I have work to do."
One of the guards flipped the doctor off as he left through the same doors they came through. The doctor closed his eyes and took a deep breath before getting up out of his too low office chair. "You can have a seat on the table," he said in a much kinder voice as he moved to lock the door.
Mingi awkwardly stared at the floor as the doctor read over his medical records right in front of him. The paper crinkled as Mingi fidgeted, completely out of his depth. He took some deep breaths, trying not to throw up or pass out from the anxiety. There was something deep and musky in the air, like the remnants of a bonfire. It must be the alpha. It smelled… nice. It reminded him of his carefree summers in high school being stupid in the woods deep into the night. Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes as he tried to gain some comfort from it. Would he ever have another summer night like that again?
"Can you confirm your age for me, Mingi?" the doctor asked, looking over his clipboard.
"Twenty," Mingi mumbled, trying not to sound as choked up as he was.
The doctor looked at him for a long moment before going to his desk to grab a box of tissues and handing it to him. Just that one moment of kindness was more than he'd seen in weeks since his whole life went to shit. It opened the floodgates he'd been holding back. He hunched in on himself and heaved out sobs as he grieved the life he left on the other side of a dozen locked doors and security cameras. The loss of his autonomy, his freedom, his body.
He'd used up what was left of the tissues before he was hiccuping out the last of his sorrow. The doctor had pulled his chair up next to him and softly rubbed his knee as he let him get it all out. "My name is Doctor Jeong," he said softly once Mingi looked up at him. "But you can just call me Yunho if you like. Most of the inmates do. I know things are really scary right now, but I want to encourage you that you did the right thing. It's such a waste for young omegas to waste away in cells away from society when there are people who really need them. That's why I took this position. Together, we're making a difference. I've personally delivered so many babies and seen the joy on the adoptive parent's faces. You're going to be someone's hero. It's ok to be scared, but don't regret your decision."
Mingi nodded as his lip trembled. Yes. This was a good thing. He could be brave about it. "Th-thank you," he mumbled. He could feel himself attaching himself to this handsome older man like a lifeline. The only one who treated him like a person.
"Are you ready to start your check up?" Yunho asked, squeezing his knee.
"Yeah ok," Mingi said, wiping his blotchy, tear stained face with his sleeve.
"Ok. Can you tell me when your last heat was, Mingi?" Yunho asked softly, scribbling on his clipboard.
"Um, a couple months ago I think?" Mingi answered, trying to think back. Time felt so weird now. Like everything had been separated into 'before' and 'after.'
"And how are those usually?" Yunho asked.
"Pretty mild I think," Mingi fidgeted with the paper underneath him. "I don't, um, need help with them or anything."
"Have you ever been tested for any sexually transmitted infections or diseases?" Yunho asked, flipping through his pages. "I don't see any in your file."
"No, but… I don't have any," Mingi said, looking anywhere but at the doctor.
"Well, you can't know that if you've never been tested," Yunho said curtly.
"Well I can't have any if I've never done it before," Mingi said, blushing furiously.
Mingi met Yunho's eyes for only a second and saw… something. He couldn't place his expression and it was gone before he could process it. "So I guess that means no past pregnancies either," Yunho said, quickly going back to his notes. "Any birth control?"
"No. Never bothered," Mingi said, suddenly feeling his skin crawl. "My doctor tried to put me on it when I was a teenager for my acne, but it just went away on its own."
"Hm," Yunho said, chewing on his cheek as he wrote down a lot more than what Mingi had said. "I still have to run the tests since they're missing in your file. Just know they'll come back negative," he said, getting up from his chair to grab some supplies. "You'll have to pee in this," he said, handing him a cup.
"Uh, sure," Mingi said, awkwardly glancing at the door. "Where is the bathroom?" Yunho nodded to the small toilet in the corner of the room. "Here?" Mingi clarified, not wanting to believe it.
"Yes. Do you need some water or can you go now?" Yunho asked like he hadn't just asked him to pee in front of him.
"I… kind of have to go," Mingi licked his lips nervously. "But I'm kind of a shy peer. Do you have to be here?"
"I do. And it's ok. There's no rush," Yunho said, giving him a hand to jump off the table.
Mingi had no choice but to walk over to the toilet and unzip his jumpsuit in front of the man. The prison supplied bra barely contained his tits as they were exposed to the air. He tried to turn his body away from the alpha as he pulled his jumpsuit the rest of the way down with his underwear. He spread his legs and held the cup under him as he squeezed his eyes shut and tried not to think about anything except how much he had to pee.
His leg bounced and his face tensed the longer he sat there, unable to make even one drop come out. He was hyper aware of the man's eyes boring into his skin as he struggled, never feeling so humiliated in his life. He jumped when the doctor spoke, almost dropping the cup into the toilet.
"When I can't pee I just do math in my head to distract myself," he said in a kind voice. "It usually does the trick."
Mingi didn't want to acknowledge him, but he did start doing times tables in his mind and sure enough, a small stream finally started. He squeezed out as much as he could before it stopped. He held up the cup with a burning face. "Is that enough?" he asked.
"It is. Thank you," Yunho said, taking it from his hands. "You can take the rest of that off before we get into the next part of the check up."
"Like… everything?" Mingi asked, feeling like he was going to cry.
"Yes everything," Yunho said, turning his back to him to put his sample away safely. "And back on the table, please."
Mingi pushed down the nausea at the thought of being completely bare in front of the man. But he'd been very respectful and kind so far. At least he didn't have to do it in front of a creep who was leering at him. He haltingly kicked his jumpsuit and underwear off from around his ankles and pulled his flimsy bra up over his head. He shivered in the cool air of the room as he awkwardly sat back on the crinkly paper.
The doctor looked him up and down, a neutral expression on his face. It was fine. He was a doctor after all. He saw naked bodies every day. He studied them in school. There was nothing weird about this and Mingi needed to stop making it weird.
"Just take a deep breath," Yunho said, pushing his cold stethoscope against his heated skin. Mingi did his best to take a normal deep breath and still ended up doing a weird little gasp that left him coughing.
"Sorry," he squeaked, clearing his throat.
"It's ok. Just try again," Yunho said, rubbing his back. His hand was so warm. It made goosebumps rise on his skin. The doctor checked his reflexes, his breathing, his heartbeat. He drew some blood and Mingi didn't even get dizzy looking at the needle. He barely felt it pierce his skin. He was suddenly so grateful that the prison had such a good doctor on staff.
Yunho's hands ran over his skin as he checked for moles or marks before coming up to cup his breasts, squeezing and weighing them. "Um…" Mingi said after he'd examined them a lot longer than any other part of his body.
"I'm just checking for any lumps or masses. They're easy to miss," Yunho said, squeezing every inch of Mingi's boobs before gently rubbing his thumbs over his nipples. "Are these sensitive?"
"Y-yes," Mingi stuttered, trying not to get turned on by the small teasing touches of the doctor's fingers. This was not the time. He could feel the paper getting damp beneath him. The doctor could definitely smell how much this was affecting him. He was being so inappropriate. He squeezed his bare thighs together, hoping against hope the doctor didn't notice.
"Ok, last exam and then we can finish with your first injection," Yunho said, pulling stirrups out from the table. "Put your feet here, please. And scoot your hips up."
Mingi reluctantly obeyed, swallowing hard as his legs were spread wide in front of the older man. The sound of his sterile gloves snapping as he pulled them on seemed to echo like a gunshot around the room. He clenched his jaw when he felt the doctor's fingers brush over his pussy, spreading his lips to look at his hole.
"Oh good. It's already wet," he commented in a neutral voice. "The lubrication always gets everywhere," he muttered, seeming to make conversation in such a bizarre situation. But, Mingi guessed this situation wasn't bizarre at all to him.
He tried not to squirm as Yunho examined every inch of his most intimate parts, even pulling back the hood on his clit and lightly touching the extremely sensitive nub. Even just his breath on it had Mingi holding back the urge to slam his legs shut. Not like he could anyway in his current position.
He stared up at the ceiling and counted the old, yellowed tiles, trying to distract himself as the doctor's finger slowly rubbed against his hole. He couldn't hold back the little choked noise he made in his throat when he felt it slowly slip inside. He tensed as it journeyed further and further in, petting and feeling his walls as it reached his deepest parts. He'd underestimated just how long the doctor's fingers were.
"Just relax," Yunho said softly, slowly and gently pumping his finger and and out. "Have you ever had anything inside of here?"
"Y-yes," Mingi stuttered, utterly embarrassed at the loud, wet sounds his pussy was making with just one finger in it.
"Elaborate," Yunho said patiently. He must have felt something off inside of him. That's why he wasted to know. Best to be honest just in case something was wrong.
"Um like fingers and vibrators and a dildo I like to use in heats," Mingi said, feeling his face grow red hot with shame. "Is there something wrong?"
"Nothing wrong," Yunho said casually, carefully pressing a second finger against his rim until it slid in. "My fingers just went in easier than I expected for a virgin. Do you frequently masturbate using your hole?"
"I guess," Mingi replied, his thighs tensing and twitching as Yunho's two fingers curled up and put pressure right on his g spot and gently started pulsing. He felt a heat and a pressure building in his gut that he couldn't ignore. "Um what are you doing?"
"I'm going to inject you with a vial of donor sperm. Your body will accept it better if it's properly warmed up," Yunho said, his other hand coming up to rest on his pubic mound, his thumb slowly rubbing against his clit. "Just relax, Mingi. You can make noise if you want to. It's just us in here."
Mingi pushed his hands over his mouth and squeezed his eyes shut. Fuck. Why was he so surprised? How else was the baby supposed to get inside him? Was he really going to get pregnant without ever getting to have sex? How the fuck did this happen to him?
No matter how much he fought it or tried to ignore it, the doctor's fingers were too skilled and too persistent. He felt himself start to pulse and clench, his endorphins running high and his blood running hot. "That's it. Good boy. Almost there," Yunho murmured, looking over his glasses at Mingi with an almost feral hunger that in no way belonged in a doctor's office, the mask slipping. Mingi moved his hands away from his face as he let out a high pitched wail, the doctor's deep musky scent suddenly filling his nose. He came hard, his hips lifting off of the table as he gasped in that delicious smelling air. His legs stiffened and his pussy pulsed as Yunho stroked him firmly through his orgasm, prolonging it until he was a twitching puddle of goo on the table.
"Very good Mingi," Yunho said, his voice saying his name reaching its fingers deep into his subconscious. He was an older alpha in a position of authority. His praise meant something.
"Thank you doctor," Mingi said, his words slightly slurring as his knees sagged to the side.
Yunho smiled at that, making Mingi's stomach do somersaults. "Now Mingi," Yunho said, smoothly pulling his fingers out of him, making Mingi feel strange and empty. He pulled his gloves off before standing up, feeling massive as he loomed between Mingi's weak and twitching legs. He leaned down, making Mingi drown in his scent. "I like you," he purred, rubbing his fingers up and down Mingi's burning skin on his side. "So I'm going to give you a choice."
"Ok," Mingi said, his heart hammering in his chest. All of his choices felt like they'd already been taken away from him, so he grasped onto this one like his life depended on it.
He pointed to a yellowed mini fridge in the corner. "I can pull out some random alpha's sperm and impregnate you with it and send you into your cell with the word 'virgin' in your chart. It is only a matter of time before one of the guards or the warden finds it and takes it upon themselves to correct that. I cannot guarantee your first time will be pleasant or voluntary. They've got some real sadistic freaks working here." Mingi swallowed hard, his vision tunneling with fear. "Or," Yunho said, leaning in closer. "I can correct that here and now. We can take as much time as you need. What do you say?"
"O-okay," Mingi nodded, tears filling his eyes. It wasn't really a choice at all, but Mingi was holding onto any agency he could with a white knuckled grip. Yunho had already made him cum once and he could probably do it again.
"Shh, it's ok sweetheart," Yunho comforted him, wiping away a stray tear with his thumb. "Don't worry about anything else. Just focus on me, ok? I'll make it good for you. Here give me a kiss, hm?"
Mingi was helpless beneath him as he connected their lips. His thoughts went foggy with the alpha's scent swirling around in his brain. It was intoxicating. He felt alone and scared and small and Yunho felt so big and in control. Maybe if he did this then he could protect him. This was good. He just needed to relax.
"That's it. Good boy," Yunho breathed against his mouth as he relaxed his jaw and let Yunho's tongue invade his mouth. He'd never been kissed like this before. It was gross, but he could suck it up. This was a means of survival. He made a little involuntary squeak when he felt the doctor press his hips forward, Mingi's slick staining the front of his slacks as he felt something hard and thick grinding against him. Surely he wasn't that big. His mind was playing tricks on him because he was so nervous.
"Ok Princess," Yunho smirked against his lips. "You ready for your first injection?"
Mingi tried to not let on just how much he liked being called that. "Yes doctor," Mingi said in a small voice, feeling his cunt throb between his legs despite himself. He'd spent so much time imagining sex, wondering what it would really be like, just waiting for the right person to come along. He didn't nearly feel ready, but time had run out on him.
His heart jumped into his throat when he heard the doctor's belt clink and his clothes rustle, looking away just like he did with shots. He didn't want to see it go in. "You're lucky, Princess," Yunho said, his voice dark and possessive in a way that made Mingi shiver. "I don't do this with anyone."
"Why me?" Mingi asked, his voice choked up as tears started to fall against his will as he stared up at the florescent light in the ceiling.
"Maybe it's those big, wet eyes," Yunho said as he pressed the huge, blunt end of his cock against Mingi's virgin hole, wetting it in his juices that were pouring out of him. "Maybe I'm going soft in my old age. Or maybe I just can't help myself around a pussy this juicy," he chuckled pressing himself inside.
Mingi grabbed the table with both hands as his hole was spread wider than it ever had before as the thick, smooth head of the alpha's cock popped inside. He gasped and clenched his teeth as his whole body tensed, trying to push out the invading body.
"Look at me, Princess," Yunho said, cupping Mingi's blotchy, wet cheek gently. He coaxed his eyes open until he was blearily looking up at the doctor as he towered over him. "Take deep breaths, ok? We have all the time in the world."
Mingi shakily followed Yunho's breathing as his body slowly unclenched. "That's it. Good boy. Nice and easy," the doctor praised him like a skittish foal he was trying to tame. Mingi consciously tried to keep his body open as he felt inch after inch get pumped into him. The stretch didn't hurt, it just made him feel… full. Like needing to unbutton your pants after a satisfying meal. His omega instincts were taking over his frightened mind, smoothing over the jagged edges. This was fine. He was made for this. It didn't feel good yet, but it didn't feel bad. He chanced a glance downward and his eyes went huge when he saw that his stomach was bulging outward where Yunho's dick was pressing inside. His eyes darted lower to see that the alpha's dick wasn't even halfway inside yet.
"Don't worry. It'll fit," Yunho chuckled at his nervous looks. "Omega's bodies were built to take anything and yours is especially stretchy. You're already taking me so well. See?" He pushed his hips forward, feeding another couple of inches inside. Yunho let out a long breath through his nose. "Your pussy feels so good, Princess."
"It does?" Mingi asked in a shaky voice, desperate for praise.
"Best pussy I've ever had," Yunho said, leaning down so the buttons on his shirt pressed into Mingi's soft skin, the rest of his cock slipping in as he did.
"Really?" Mingi asked, wrapping his arms around the alpha for support as the tip of his cock pressed hard against something deep inside him that made him feel like his spine was plugged into a wall socket.
"Oh fuck," Yunho shuddered. "Yes baby. It's a perfect fit. You feel my cock knocking on your cervix? Just the perfect shape for me. Feels so good."
Mingi hid his face in the doctor's neck and huffed his scent as Yunho started to roll his hips in and out. He felt his nerves get stimulated all the way to the tips of his toes from the sheer girth of him pressing on every good spot inside of him that he'd spent years trying to find. Yunho hit them all without trying. He could already tell he was going to get addicted to this. It was too good. If this is what alpha cock was like, he couldn't believe he'd been missing out this whole time.
"You like that, Princess?" Yunho asked, pumping his hips in an even rhythm.
"Y-yes," Mingi squeaked, his toes curling in time with his thrusting. "Feels good."
"I know," Yunho braced his hands on either side of Mingi's head and looked down at him lustfully, making Mingi squirm. "I can feel you squeezing me. This is better than a syringe, right? You don't want to get pregnant without doing the fun part."
Mingi just nodded, embarrassed at how much his tits were bouncing with every thrust as Yunho's eyes wandered down toward them. "It's a shame you were only sentenced to one baby," Yunho murmured, seemingly to himself. "This body was made to get knocked up. Guess we'll just have to make the most of the time we have, right?"
Yunho looked at him for an answer, but what was he supposed to say to that? He just nodded, figuring telling the older man what he wanted to hear was always going to be the best choice, especially when he was balls deep inside of him, making his toes curl.
Mingi dug his fingernails into the doctor's forearms as the pressure in his gut built and built, urged further by the consistent tempo and perfect pressure. "You gunna cum, princess?" Yunho teased. Mingi squeezed his eyes closed and nodded. "Look at me, Mingi," Yunho coaxed, not letting up on his body for even a second. "Let me see your pretty face."
Mingi blinked his eyes open just in time for them to roll into the back of his head. His back arced and his lungs seized as he writhed through a full body orgasm. Yunho fucked him through it as his whole body went haywire trying to process the pleasure coursing through it. He slowed his thrusting to a stop when Mingi finally slumped, completely wrung.
"Cute," he chuckled before gripping Mingi's plush hips in his large hands and lifting him slightly off the table. "My turn."
Mingi's mouth fell open in a silent scream when he was suddenly pounded into. His spent nerves were suddenly overstimulated, his nervous system lighting up like a Christmas tree as every muscle tensed. "Just listen to how fucking wet that pussy is," Yunho growled through gritted teeth. "That's it. Keep squeezing me, Princess. I'm almost there. Gunna knot that pretty pussy of yours." Tears poured down Mingi's cheeks as he ragdolled in the other's grip. "It's ok to cry," Yunho said, not letting up on him in the slightest. "I know, baby. I know."
That only made Mingi sob more when he suddenly felt his pussy stretch even more as the alpha's knot grew and grew. He made an alarmed, choked out sound when he felt he might break from it and then his channel was flooded with thick, hot cum.
The alpha's scent turned deep and smoky as he grunted through his orgasm while Mingi's whole body went limp, his pussy instinctively pulsing around the organ, making sure he sucked out every last drop. He felt euphoric in a way he'd never experienced before. All of the endorphins and hormones pulsing through his blood made him forget everything else. He blearily looked up at the harsh, clinical lighting thinking how beautiful they looked.
"That's a good boy," Yunho moaned softly. "Take it all. Nice and deep."
"Thank you, doctor," Mingi said through slurred speech, suddenly feeling an influx of emotion as the endorphins started to wear off. He covered his splotchy, wet face in his hands when reality hit him at full force. "Can I please stay here?"
"No sweetheart," Yunho said gently, his breath hitching slightly as another wave of cum pulsed out of him. "You have to go just like everyone else."
"Will you protect me?" he asked, looking up with his biggest, wettest eyes he could muster.
The doctor hesitated as he looked down at him, sighing. "There's not much I can do in my position, Princess," he said. "But if it ever feels like too much for you, you just say you need the doctor and you can come here and spend some time at the end of my knot for a while. You can forget everything else. We'll get that baby in you in no time."
"O-ok," Mingi nodded, sniffling. It was really the best he was going to get and he had to be grateful for it.
"That's a good boy," Yunho sighed. "Now shh. Just enjoy it."
Mingi closed his mouth, knowing that the doctor wanted him to just shut up so he could enjoy his knot high in peace. He could do that. He could do anything he wanted. He closed his eyes and breathed in deep and slow, letting the alpha's pleased scent relax his muscles. This was fine. This was good. He liked being a the end of a knot. He liked the way his body pulsed and tingled. Maybe he hadn't made a terrible mistake in coming here.
Fear gripped his throat once he felt the alpha's knot deflate. The doctor elevated his hips, putting a flimsy pillow under his hips as he tucked himself back into his slacks. "Ok," the doctor sighed, back to business. "What ward did they put you in."
He dug around in a cupboard and tossed Mingi a gray hoodie and sweatpants as he plopped back down in his office chair and clicked around on his ancient computer. Mingi got dressed with shaking limbs as they finally returned to normal bloodflow. "Oh shit."
"What?" Mingi asked in alarm, his pants halfway on.
"They put you in the warden's ward," Yunho sighed heavily. "Well fuck."
"What does that mean?" Mingi asked fearfully, pulling his clothes on and hugging himself tightly.
"Listen. I like you so I'm going to give you some advice," Yunho said, swiveling his chair to face him. "Whatever the warden says, agree. Whatever he tells you to do, do it. Immediately. He has a short fuse and a hot temper. They put the troublemakers in his ward and everyone just got shuffled around. Looks like it was the only open spot."
"I can do that," Mingi said, swallowing hard. If all he had to do was follow orders then he could manage. He was good at doing what he was told.
"And another thing," Yunho said, getting up to escort him to his fate. "And this is probably more important. Don't trust Seonghwa."
Written by a human in Ellipsus.