The first thing Kurt feels upon waking up is the pain. Not even their worst beatings have left them hurting this bad. From the burn in their muscles to the ache of handprint-shaped bruises to the ring of deep, scarring bite marks encircling their neck, not to mention the shocks of pain shooting up their spine whenever they shift their legs. It hits them all at once as soon as they're roused from their slumber, their eyes slowly opening to the sight of Corrigan sitting beside them.
Another sensation hits them then, as they realize yesterday wasn't a wild fever dream after all. Corrigan. The pack. The claiming. Kurt is still too sleepy, too groggy—and in too much pain—to jerk upright in fear, but they still feel their gut plummeting, a wash of cold sweat prickling on their naked skin once it all dawns on them.
They're bonded to them now. All five of them. Claimed for life, like a marriage pact. This is their home now, with the pack, forever. And while that thought had brought them so much comfort and hope and purpose yesterday, today they're struck by the reality of their situation. What marriage actually entails.
"A-Alpha?" they croak out, shocked at how hoarse and small their voice is. Hours of dehydration and screaming and taking a beast cock down their throat really did a number on them. It hurts. But they can't bear the thought of how bad it will hurt if they don't hurry and live up to the pack's expectations. They clear their throat, slowly sitting up, blearily looking around the dusty little cabin. "Um... Wh-Where is everyone?"
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Another sensation hits them then, as they realize yesterday wasn't a wild fever dream after all. Corrigan. The pack. The claiming. Kurt is still too sleepy, too groggy—and in too much pain—to jerk upright in fear, but they still feel their gut plummeting, a wash of cold sweat prickling on their naked skin once it all dawns on them.
They're bonded to them now. All five of them. Claimed for life, like a marriage pact. This is their home now, with the pack, forever. And while that thought had brought them so much comfort and hope and purpose yesterday, today they're struck by the reality of their situation. What marriage actually entails.
"A-Alpha?" they croak out, shocked at how hoarse and small their voice is. Hours of dehydration and screaming and taking a beast cock down their throat really did a number on them. It hurts. But they can't bear the thought of how bad it will hurt if they don't hurry and live up to the pack's expectations. They clear their throat, slowly sitting up, blearily looking around the dusty little cabin. "Um... Wh-Where is everyone?"