There's only Miles, only Miles, only Miles. Kurt reaches for comfort, and finds only Miles' cold overwhelming presence. Kurt reaches for guidance, and finds only Miles' steely control dominating their mind. Kurt reaches for Alpha, and finds only Miles.
They can't breathe. His hand tightens around their throat, filled to bursting with his cock, leaving not a single crevice untouched by his malice. Gagging, choking, Kurt shudders violently as their thoughts get muddied, their vision blurs, lungs aching for air that won't come. Their convulsing throat only feels good around his cock, not once prompting an urge to pull away. He won't let them go. Miles won't let them go. Alpha won't...
No. Alpha would let them go, Alpha always let them go, always let them pull back to breathe, always let them rest when it finally became too much. Alpha would never hurt them like this. Alpha loves them. Kurt has to fight not to mix them up in their mind, not wanting to confuse Miles with Alpha, not wanting those thoughts to even touch.
But it's hard when they start losing control of their own thoughts, when they can feel themself starting to fade, when their struggling gets weaker and weaker. It's hard not to confuse them when they reach out again and again, reaching for Alpha to save them, to keep them safe, and they find only Miles, only Miles, Alpha, Miles, Alpha, Alpha, please...
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They can't breathe. His hand tightens around their throat, filled to bursting with his cock, leaving not a single crevice untouched by his malice. Gagging, choking, Kurt shudders violently as their thoughts get muddied, their vision blurs, lungs aching for air that won't come. Their convulsing throat only feels good around his cock, not once prompting an urge to pull away. He won't let them go. Miles won't let them go. Alpha won't...
No. Alpha would let them go, Alpha always let them go, always let them pull back to breathe, always let them rest when it finally became too much. Alpha would never hurt them like this. Alpha loves them. Kurt has to fight not to mix them up in their mind, not wanting to confuse Miles with Alpha, not wanting those thoughts to even touch.
But it's hard when they start losing control of their own thoughts, when they can feel themself starting to fade, when their struggling gets weaker and weaker. It's hard not to confuse them when they reach out again and again, reaching for Alpha to save them, to keep them safe, and they find only Miles, only Miles, Alpha, Miles, Alpha, Alpha, please...