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Cops & Robbers (Noiz x ExotikTwilight)

Dionysus

Dionysus

Super-Earth
Joined
Apr 9, 2021
Elijah wasn’t even sure how long he been running for. Minutes? Hours? He couldn’t quite remember. All he could seem to focus on was the aching in his legs, the rapid beating of his heart, like a drum that was never quite in tune with the rest of the piece. Either way, it didn’t matter how long he had been running for. Only that however long he had been sprinting down each street, corner, alleyway, it hadn’t been enough. The cops stayed close on his tail, he could practically feel them reaching out to grab the running boy now. But he wasn’t going to let that happen. Elijah was not about to be caught by a bunch of pigs.

Though, he supposed it had been his own fault. What? No. What was he saying? Nothing was his fault. It wasn’t Elijah’s fault that the cops happened to be walking by the club, it wasn’t his fault that they didn’t find any of his jokes or teasings funny, and it certainly wasn’t his fault that they chased him after he had stolen...a few dollars off of them. Well, perhaps it was more like twenty. But fuck them, he needed it more than a bunch of scum like them.

Yet that attitude was exactly what had ended up getting Elijah here, sprinting into an alleyway with nowhere else to hide nor run. He was well and truly trapped, no perhaps the better word was fucked. Elijah was fucked. In a last attempt, he grabbed a bottle from the dirty floor, it was smeared in that classic alleyway grime of course, though it didn’t matter. He wasn’t exactly planning on drinking from it. With a loud crash, he broke the bottom of the glass bottle off, leaving it was sharp and jagged edges. “Fuck off will you? Was only having a laugh.” He snapped at that, a glare of both mischief and aggression in his eyes. To repeat what was said before, Elijah had no plans on being caught
 
But being caught wasn't up to him. The two cops that had been chasing after him stopped at the end of the alley, content to keep the lithe Elijah from getting out. Both were sweating, red in the face, out of breath, internally furious that a little omega brat could get them such a run for so long. The stolen money was forgotten by now. If it were up to them they'd have charged him, fucked him, and roughed him up a bit before either snuffing him out or tossing him in a jail cell for someone else to deal or play with.

That was when Rafael came around the corner. The taller, more muscular man was dressed in a more serious set of tactical fatigues, with a badge on his chest marking him as an agent from one of the internal departments. The ones that took care of the dirty business that people wanted to keep out of sight.

"Hey, kid" he started, walking slowly into the alley with arms outstretched, trying to show the omega he meant no harm. "Drop the bottle, and I'll take you back to the station. No one will touch you...we'll get you clothed and fed, but there's some questions I'd like you to answer."

The video feed had tagged Elijah as a member of one of the criminal gangs, and likely the money stolen was going into one of the upper bosses pockets. Rafael needed whatever the pinkette knew. But, if he wanted to make it difficult...well, the omega boy was cute, and he wouldn't mind having some rough fun with him.
 
“Already tired?” He snapped at that with a laugh, smirking rather smugly at the two cops. Even if he was cornered, Elijah had no problem with his attitude, in fact in times like this one could find it only got worse. He would get out of this. He had some form of weapon now, the two cops were tired, all it would take was a bit of speed to outrun them. Something which the young omega had plenty off.

However, that cocky persona was quickly silenced as he watched a man come from around the corner. He was much taller and muscular than the cops before, something which definitely put him in a state of fear. But what really scared Elijah, was that badge. Plenty of the gang had been taken off to prison or even fucking killed by the men wearing those badges. His face dropped, only raising up the makeshift weapon, glaring. He needed this money, he needed escape. If he got caught...the boss would kill him!

“Hey! I said stay the fuck back!” The omega practically screamed, glaring at all three of them now.
 
Rafael inhaled and sighed. "Block the exit" he told the two cops as he walked into the alley. "Aight kiddo, if you want to do this the hard way."

Reaching into his utility belt, he took out roll of wide stripped bondage tape and slid the roll around his waist. He continued to approach Elijah, making not sudden moves, instead deciding to see what his slow and ominous approach would force the omega to do. And as he slowly walked, coming no closer than the omega's weapon range, he slowly pushed his pheromones out. A pleasant scent, the mark of a true alpha, that would force the boy the fight with his body's reaction to go into heat and submit.
 
“Don’t you dare!” He yelled once more, voice tainted with anger and a slight sensation of dread. “You let me walk out of here or I’ll cut all three of you pigs up!” Akira snapped, waving around the broken glass bottle around wildly, like a mad man.

But his dangerous and frenzy-like attacks could not stop his body’s reaction as that sweet scent of an alpha filled the air. It felt he was choking on the damn pheromones. Elijah was quick in moving to cover his mouth and nose, though it didn’t stop the way his body began to heat up, his face flushed a soft pink colour and his eyes became glazed over with lust. He lowered the arm covering his mouth and nose, letting out little pants as he eyed the alpha up and down. Want, need, lust was all that filled his head as Elijah was forced into heat. He dropped the bottle and practically fell onto his knees, weakened by the pheromones
 
"Good little omega boy" Rafael praised him, though he still approached carefully in case Elijah was play acting. The officer note that he had to put out a relatively high dose to overcome the pinkette's resistance. He'd need to restrain him quickly, since the effect would likely wear off quickly as well.

Kicking the bottle away from him, he circled around and pulled his arms behind his back. With the tape he wrapped it around several times, pinning the wrists together before taping his fingers up into fists, making his hands completely useless. Next was the mouth. To keep him from being too too loud, he ripped several strips off and pulled them over the boy's lips. Three horizontally, from cheek to cheek, from just under the nose to his chin.
 
The omega whimpered at the praise, unable to barely move as the alpha lifted him up and began to restrain him. First starting with his arms and hands, and then making sure his mouth was kept shut. Great, now he had lost his chance of fighting back physically but also the ability to hurl and insult he could at the stupid cops.

As he was lifted up, the effects however were beginning to wear off and Elijah regained some of his fighting spirit. He began to fight back, squirming and struggling as he glared angrily at the cop
 
The alpha hoisted him up, slinging him over his shoulder, as the boy wiggled and kicked. "There there, you could have surrendered before" he chastised him, grabbing the omega's ass with a hand and giving it a hard squeeze. "Now, if you behave going forward, we'll put you through a rehabilitation and reeducation program and have you back as a proper, submissive, horny omega. But if you want to keep fighting..."

His hand moved over a little and the fingers pressed against his balls through his clothing. "Believe me when I say I like to play rough and I like breaking little brats in. You're not going to disappoint me now, are you?"
 
A muffled yell could be heard as the alpha squeezed his behind, his kicking only getting worse. This creep was going to pay for that! The minute he was free from the restraints, god only knows what Elijah was going to do to him. Though, his struggles seemed to go to a swift half as he felt the other move his finger, pressing it against his clothed balls. He would have gasped if it weren’t for the tape keeping the omega quiet.

Listening to him speak, he felt fear run down his body. No wonder so many of the gang had been going missing, being sent off to these ‘rehabilitation and reeducation’ facilities, sent off as somebody’s useless bitch. Elijah didn’t want that, he couldn’t turn into one of those docile omega’s...
 
Back in the cop van. the two cops, now no longer out of breath, took the driver and passenger seats while Rafael and his prisoner took the backseat. Sitting down, he laid Elijah down over his lap, face down, with his lower half across his legs. "Now, why don't we see what we're dealing with?"

Grabbing the hem of the omega's shorts, he pulled them down to the boy's ankles to see what he had on underneath.
 
Being laid out like this, shorts pulled down his muffled cries only got louder and louder. He squirmed as best he could, yelling insult after the other but it was all inaudible behind that damn tape. He knew he had to fight back, he wasn’t about to make this easy for any of them.

Elijah blushed as the shorts reached his ankles, shaking his head in any form to communicate he didn’t want this. Perhaps now he was starting to regret taking only a twenty dollar note.
 
"Oh, nothing underneath?" he grinned, seeing the omega's smooth behind and underside. "Aren't you daring? I like that."

Sliding a hand between his slender cheeks, he pushed them apart to expose the omega's pussy. With his other hand he gently fingered the opening, running his finger around the rim. "Nice and pink and smooth. Have you had sex before? Anyone stuck their cock in your little hole? Or, have you even masturbated with your little pussy before?"
 
His face heated up with a soft pink colour as he blushed, looking away out of embarrassment- though it wasn’t like he had much of a choice as the alpha held him down and spelt began rubbing his omega pussy. He began to squirm, shivering in anticipation almost at the sensation of having an alpha so close to him.

To answer the question, Elijah paused before he shook his head, quickly starting to misbehave again.
 
"So a complete virgin..." the officer mused with a smirk on his face. Then without warning he pushed finger into the opening, slowly past the puckered lips, and started to wiggle it around inside the tight, warm, moist hole. "It'd be a shame to have to use this to hurt you instead of make you feel warm and tingly, wouldn't it? Or...maybe a little brat like you is looking for a rough time? Maybe pain gets you off?"

As if to make the point clear, his free hand, the one not playing around with Elijah's pussy, cupped his dick and wrapped the fingers around it, slowly tightening and squeezing it.
 
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