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Damian, the month old pup, slept soundly in Dick’s arms as the omega mother cowered in the corner of his nursery.
Dick hadn't wanted to be married, he hadn't wanted to be bred on his wedding night, nor did he want a pup until he saw Damian’s beautiful face. The father did not matter, he had been butchered a few days after Damian's birth. Dick was hopeful, wanting to raise Damian alone and rule the new land he acquired. Now, everything was being taken away from him.
Slade Wilson was the king of the neighboring kingdom and was a man who had asked for his hand in marriage. Bruce had rejected the offer, and Dick was unhappily wed. The older man stood before him, bloody in his royal regalia after murdering much of Dick’s army. The men had stormed the palace and Dick chose to run for his son rather than to the barracks and basement for safety - he may have hated the man that impregnated him but he could never put Damian in harm's way.
The one-eyed warrior took in the scene of the omega before him - Dick’s eyes were wide with horror as he looked him in the eye and he was curled in on himself to make himself look smaller. Damian was pressed to his breast, an act of soothing.
Slade looked down at the man he wanted as his husband before and reached out his hand. “The pup.” Dick’s blood went cold - of course he would end the previous king’s bloodline first. Dick shook his head, but Slade didn't waver. Dick trembled as he brought Damian to his scent gland and inhaled the baby's scent for what he assumed to be the last time. Then he shakily handed his baby to the man covered in blood.
Slade looked over the infant like he was examining goods. After a minute, he asked, “His name?”
Dick found his voice, though it trembled. “Damian. It's Damian Grayson.” Dick wouldn't give the satisfaction to his previous husband of giving Damian his last name - Damian was his alone and would bear Dick’s maiden name. He just wished that Slade would've ended his life before Damian-
Slade growled, which caused Dick to shake, “No. From today on, his name is Damian Wilson.” Watching in fear, Dick watched Slade scent the baby, covering his normal scent by rubbing his face and neck all over Damian's small body. Dick was terrified that Slade would harm the baby at a split moment, but Slade didn't protract his alpha fangs the entire while. Once the baby had his scent, Slade held out Damian, which Dick quickly took from him.
Slade wasn't finished. “Stand, Richard. As ruler of this land, you are my prize too.” Dick shakily got to his feet. His robes were tattered and dirty from the commotion of the morning. Slade circled the terrified ruler, one who still bore a fresh set of bites from his lost husband. Slade stopped and stood behind Dick - without warning, he bit down firmly over Dick’s existing mating mark. Dick stifled a scream as his old mating bond was broken and a new one was put in its place. Slade was now his alpha, and Dick was Slade’s omega.
Dick didn't remember fainting from the weight of the new bond, nor did he remember being brought into the new king’s bed.
When he awoke, Damian was crying out for his milk. Exhausted but alert, Dick rolled to his side and brought the baby to his exposed breast, nursing him before realizing that he was not alone in the bed. Lying beside him and looking into his eyes, undressed, was Slade.
Dick met his gaze and asked sheepishly, “S-Slade…why? You made me your mate…even though I'm just a used omega…”
Slade tilted Dick’s chin upward, almost scolding him, “You are not damaged goods just because you got pregnant, Richard. I wanted you before you had the pup, and I still want you now.”
Dick protected Damian’s head and asked, “Y-You’ll take him as your own? Please don't hurt him, Damian is my everything-”
Slade cut him off, “I meant what I said - his name is now Damian Wilson. As long as you stay with me as my queen, no harm will come to him. I haven't had children in years, so he will probably annoy me, but I welcome him as my newest heir.”
Dick smiled happily but then his smile dropped, “And me…? I’m not a virgin anymore…I'm not officially your co-regent.”
Slade leaned in to kiss him, saying as he pulled away, “Once again, not a problem. You're mine, Richard, and I will savor every bit of you.” To Dick’s confusion, Slade moved to straddle his body, peppering his stomach in kisses. Once he got lower, he moved Dick’s robes away and exposed his omegan pussy. Slade parted Dick’s legs and got a better look as he teased the rim of Dick’s vagina.
Dick whined, Damian as a weight on his chest, as he spoke, “Slade…I can't…I just gave birth.”
Slade smiled, “I know, pretty bird. Let me take care of you.” Instead of touching himself, Slade moved lower and placed a kiss to Dick’s cocklet. He slowly began to kiss lower, paying special attention to the base of Dick’s cocklet and around his pussy, providing as much pleasure as he could.
Dick wove one hand in Slade’s locks as he slowly lowered Damian with his other, whispering, “Y-You don't need t- ooh!” Slade started suckling the base of Dick’s cocklet, making the omega arch up off the bed as he let out a moan. Dick had never been pleasured by his previous husband - the man had too much pride to go down on Dick. Slade had no such qualms and rather enjoyed watching Dick arch at his command.
Dick moaned, “Slaaaade~” Slade paid special attention to his new mate’s needs, teasing and experimenting with making him feel good. Dick moaned softly, doing his best not to wake his newborn as he edged towards the best orgasm of his life. Slade didn't tease Dick’s omega vagina, instead focusing on his cocklet until Dick couldn't speak coherently.
Dick begged, “S-Sla…comin-!” With little notice, Dick came hard. His vision whited and he fell flat onto the bed again.
When he awoke, he saw Damian in Slade’s arms. Slade gently rocked the baby as he let Dick rest. Dick cracked a small smile - perhaps losing his empire wasn't bad; he would get to start anew with a husband who would properly care for him.