#and then he runs off when florian almost punches him his job there is done

[wildflowercryptid]

kinda want to play with the idea of drayton being more conniving in mjverse... 🤔

[omnyamaflowerz]

Help Ch.5

Warnings: A/B/O mechanics, kidnapping, dub-con elements (especially in later chapters), violence. If you are uncomfortable, don’t read.

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Jana went to the window, pressing herself against it. She thought about breaking the window and jumping, but death would be the only result. Hitting the concrete in a splat was not on Jana’s list of ways to go out. She could possibly try to fight again, but with this dull headache and Florian being very much stronger than her she wouldn’t make it. If she tried killing him, no doubt he’d end up doing her in instead.

Arjana jumped when the door slowly came open. Florian walked through with a fresh set of towels and a bag with clothes and body wash. “I thought you would want to shower before breakfast.” He said. “And don’t worry about work. I texted Grant from your phone asking if he could cover for you.”

Jana swallowed as she wrapped her arms around herself. She didn’t know what to say but, she had all the questions in the world. Jana looked at the open door, but knew if she made a run for it Florian would catch her.

“Go ahead and get ready and we can talk while we eat.” Florian said, motioning to the bathroom. He exited the room, the door closing and she heard the click of a lock again. 

Confused, but with no other options, Jana took a shower and got dressed as requested. She knocked on the bedroom door, hoping he’d get that was a signal that she wanted to come out. As expected, Florian opened the door, but stood in the doorway. “Can I trust you not to run? Or are we going to struggle again?”

Jana shook her head, arms wrapped around herself. “No.”

“Okay. Breakfast is almost ready.” Florian said. Florian lead her downstairs, keeping her in front of him. Jana saw any mess from yesterday was cleaned up. “Sit at the bar.”

Jana followed his request, fear riddled in her actions as she figured that if she tried to run again she wouldn’t even make it to the door.

Florian made her plate and slid it in front of her. The knife block he had was strategically moved next to the stove on the other side. He gave her a fork and napkin and sat back against the counter with a Gatorade. Jana’s throat was dry and even though her stomach grumbled, she couldn’t bring herself to move. “Arjana, it’s fine. Yesterday was an accident. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Why? What is this?” She whimpered.

Florian sighed. “I told you this was home. You’re my mate. You have no idea how hard it’s been smelling you and showing enough restraint.”

“Wait...you’re on suppressants.” Jana said. “My senses haven’t been-”

“I stopped taking them long ago.” Florian said. “I didn’t need them. I’ve handled myself fine without them. Haven’t I been trustworthy? Haven’t I done good when most Alphas would’ve hurt you by now?”

“Florian, wait. You’ve been lying to me?” She said. “You haven’t been on them?”

“No, not since the first three doses.” He said. “And we’re going to have to get you off of yours.”

“What?” Jana said, shakily.

“I saw how you were on them. The mood swings and other side effects. You were making yourself sick, babe. We don’t need them. We can maintain a relationship just fine without them. You couldn’t even tell I wasn’t on them.” Florian said. He got off the counter, walking around the bar, taking the stool next to Jana. She leaned away and flinched when Florian placed a hand on her thigh that should have calmed her. “Listen, I love you. I’m in love with you and I’ve done this so that way we can be together. This is us. We can mate, be together and have a family without anything getting in the way.”

Jana glared at him as he carried on. He believed every word of what he was saying. He wasn’t being righteous, but Florian appeared as if she was a cause or a mission that he was ready to give everything for. 

“Florian, we’ve only been dating for three months.” Jana said.

“And those months have been amazing.” He said. “I told you that I wasn’t letting you go. We’ll be able to help each other.”

“This is insane.” Jana said. “I have a job. I have family.”

“You told me just the other night that you weren’t loved by them. You haven’t talked to them in months. And the fitness center? We can come up with something for that.” Florian said. 

Jana shook her head and tried to pull away, but Florian took her wrists. Him touching her at first was calming and made her trust him even gave her butterflies, but now his touch was perverted and wrong. She couldn’t stand the sensation as if it repulsed her. However, rejecting him could also send him into a rage. Jana knew that an Alpha’s rage could be unrelenting.

Florian backed away from her. Jana took a staggered breath as his hand left her, feeling some relief. “You should eat before your food gets cold.” He said, getting up and going back to the stove to make his own plate.

Florian walked into the gym, like he always did. Bag over his shoulder, hands in his pockets and at the same time he’d usually come on Saturdays. Grant looked up from the help desk and nodded at Florian. 

“Hey, Jana is out sick.” Grant said.

Florian walked over to the help desk. “Yeah, she texted me. She thinks it’s food poisoning.” 

“If you don’t mind me asking, are you two good now?” Grant asked.

“Yeah, we’re great.” Florian said, with a smile. “We’ve been talking a lot these past couple of days and I’d say we are back on track.”

“Good. Just take care of my friend, alright?” Grant said, giving him a playful punch. 

Florian laughed along with him. “Yeah, yeah. I got her.” 

Jana searched the guest bathroom, trying to find anything she could use to pick the lock on the door. Florian locked her in, knowing she would try to escape. He couldn’t take the risk. Jana couldn’t find anything that would get her out of the room. She had no phone to call anyone and she was not jumping out of a window to die. Could she shatter the mirror and ready herself with a shard and stab him when he came back? Maybe hide in her clothes and when he got close, slit his throat? 

Jana was ripped from her thoughts by the door opening. She peeked her head out, seeing Florian walking in. “I’m sorry. You were probably bored.”

Jana walked out from the bathroom. She sheepishly stood in front of him. “Where did you go?” 

“Just ran a few errands, went by the gym.” Florian said. “No one suspects anything.”

Jana got this chill down her spine. Suddenly, it was hitting her that if she didn’t do anything this was going to be a permanent situation. “Florian, there is no way for us to keep this up.”

“Don’t worry about that for right now.” He said, reaching to caress her face. Jana leaned away, dodging his touch. Florian smacked his lips and sighed. “I get it. You’re still bothered. But, don’t pull away from me, Jana. Don’t change your feelings for me, babe.”

“Florian, this is wrong. You can’t hold me captive and expect me to love you.” Jana said.

“Baby, whether you know it or not, this is going to be the best thing. We’re going to get you off your suppressants, detox a little, you’ll have your heat and-” Florian said.

“Wait...no, no, no.” She said. “I haven’t had a heat for years!” 

“We’ll get you through it. I’ll be here.” Florian said, cupping her face. 

Jana backed away from him. “You’re just like other Alphas! All you want is to fuck and have someone submit to you.”

“I am not like other Alphas! I haven’t done anything to you! I didn’t smell you and try to force myself on you. I would never do that! I’m in love with you.” Florian said. He stepped closer to her, but it seemed he was more hurt than angered. “I’m not doing this for sex! I’m doing this because, we have been alone and finally there is a chance for us to be together, help each other and have a life together.”

“What is the help bullshit?” Jana said. “What do you need to help me with?”

“Heats, doing whatever you want to do, protecting you.” Florian said.

“You are not some knight in shiny armor. I don’t need saving.” Jana said.

“You don’t see it now, but you are going to need me. The same way I need you.” he said. 

“Fuck you.” Jana said, her anger took over as she didn’t realize that her hand had cocked back to slap Florian. The smack echoed in the room. Jana was surprised at herself, but even more surprised that Florian did nothing.

Florian nodded his head. “You’ll need time.” he said. “I’ll leave you alone to figure that out.” He started towards the door, but Jana saw this as an opening. Jana ran and jumped on his back. Her arms wrapped around his neck in an attempt to choke him. Florian immediately began to back into the wall. Jana grunted as she was slammed into the wall. She slid down the wall and whimpered. She clutched at her shoulder, feeling a pain radiated through.

“Damn it, Jana! I told you I don’t want to hurt you. This isn’t what I want for us.” Florian said. He crouched down, trying to assess whatever injury she had. Jana tried pushing him away, but Florian held her wrists. 

“No.” Jana whimpered. “Please, stop.”

“Let me help you.” he said, softly.

Jana tried pushing against Florian, but he pulled her legs forward giving him room to pick her up bridal style. She sniffled as Florian wrapped an ice pack around the back of her shoulder. “Jana, please. We can’t keep doing this. I don’t want to hurt you. I hate it. Us fighting hurts me more than it hurts you.”

Jana looked forward, refusing to look at him. Her lip trembled as she tried to fight the tears. 

“This isn’t how I want our relationship to go.” he said. “I understand that this hard, but you aren’t making it any easier.” Florian sounded more concerned than anything. He heard her sniffle, making him pause in wrapping the ice bag. He moved to the side, craning his head to look at her face. 

Jana tried turning away so, he couldn’t see the tears. Florian sighed, tucking the last of the ace wrap in, making sure it was tight. “Come here.” he said.

“No.” Jana whispered.

“Jana, please.” Florian said, trying to turn her around.

“Stop. Don’t touch me.” she lightly sobbed.

“Arjana, look at me.” Florian said. Jana still refused, trying to push him away. “Look at me.” His voice was now more stern and demanding. Jana hung her head as she turned in the barstool. Florian held her chin with his thumb and index finger, lifting her head up.

“I’m sorry. We’re going to find an easier way.” Florian said. “Promise me you’ll work with me.”

Jana bit her lip. She wasn’t giving him anything. This wasn’t going to be her life. She looked in Florian’s eyes to see softness. How could he be soft? He was the one doing this her? Why couldn’t he see this was wrong? 

Florian watched the tears roll down her cheeks, bringing his other hand to wipe them away. Jana let out a stuttering breath as she was frustrated. “Please, don’t cry.” he said. “I hate seeing you cry, Jana.” 

“Florian, this isn’t right.” she whimpered. “If you love me, you’ll see that and let me go.”

“And I do love you. It’s because I love you that I’m doing this. Don’t you want someone to dedicate themselves to you?” he asked.

Jana shook her head. “This isn’t it.” 

“You don’t see it now, but you will.” Florian said. He leaned down, looking for a kiss. Jana tried to pull away, but Florian held her head in place. Her hands gripped his wrists in an attempt to pry them off, but Florian’s strength outmatched hers. Jana fought not to shake under his grip. She wished she could jerk away, but Florian had her trapped. He pressed his forehead to hers. “You’ll see that I can make you happy, baby. You’re all I want.”

Jana grunted as her lips connected with Florian’s. Before, she would have happily accepted the soft and tender kiss, but now she couldn’t stand it. Disgust rippled through her. She wanted to pull away, but she couldn’t with Florian holding her like this. Jana tried holding her breath, but Florian continued, slipping his tongue in her mouth.

The night ended with Florian holding Jana on the couch. She had given up for the night. With Florian holding her to his chest, there was no escaping him. Plus, she would only get hurt again. First, she hit her head then it was her shoulder. What if she was seriously hurt the next time? She couldn’t risk it not when she had a real chance at escape. Jana tried coming up with a plan in her head. Somehow, she was going to make it out of this.

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UFC 210: Daniel Cormier submits Anthony Johnson again, Johnson announces retirement

Light heavyweight champion Daniel Cormier celebrates after submitting Anthony Johnson at UFC 210 Saturday in Buffalo, N.Y. (Getty Images)

Daniel Cormier has a deep and abiding love for professional wrestling, and he knows as well as anyone about the vagaries of crowds.

  The UFC light heavyweight champion is beloved by most who know him. He’s a friendly, affable man who has no ego and is as accommodating as a person can get.

Since UFC crowds have chosen to make him the man they hate, Cormier has decided to roll with it.

After submitting Anthony Johnson with a rear naked choke at 3:37 of the second round Saturday in their light heavyweight title bout in the main event of UFC 210 at KeyBank Center in Buffalo, N.Y., Cormier opted to embrace the heel image the fans have chosen to give him.

After a tearful Johnson inexplicably announced his retirement, saying he’s taking a new job unrelated to MMA, Cormier did his best to antagonize just about anyone in his path.

“I can’t get cheered, so what if I say this might be my last fight? Will you cheer me then?” Cormier shouted to the crowd, which booed even more loudly. Cormier got a devilish grin on his face and said, “Boo me. I’m getting money and championship belts!”

Though the outcome wasn’t surprising — Cormier submitted Johnson in the third round of UFC 187 on May 23, 2015, to win the belt that had been stripped from Jon Jones — the way the bout was contested was nothing like had been expected.

Johnson is a slugger with arguably the hardest punching power in the division. But he spent much of the first round in the clinch with Cormier, grappling along the cage.

The more boring the fight, the better it was for Cormier, a two-time Olympic wrestler who would have been content to grind it out that way for 25 minutes.

Jon Jones gestures during the UFC 210 card in Buffalo, N.Y., on Saturday. (Getty Images)

The action picked up after the fight ended. Cormier taunted both Jones and Jimi Manuwa, who was ringside hoping for a shot at the title.

“Stop pretending you want to fight me,” Cormier said to Manuwa. “You don’t want none of this.”

Later, appearing on Fox Sports 1, Cormier said, “If Jimi Manuwa wants to fight me, it’s a one-round fight. I’d get him out of there in no time.”

He saved most of his venom for Jones, a brilliant talent and the greatest fighter in the sport’s history who has been short-circuited by a series of self-imposed problems.

Jones failed multiple drug tests, and is currently serving a year’s suspension issued by the United States Anti-Doping Agency after failing a random test prior to UFC 200, when he was supposed to fight Cormier.

He’s eligible to return on July 6, only two days before UFC 213 in Las Vegas.

The two have had a long and complicated relationship. They got into a brawl in the lobby of the MGM Grand in Las Vegas after a news conference, and both were penalized by the Nevada Athletic Commission.

They nearly came to blows several times prior to their bout on Jan. 3, 2015, at UFC 182.

Daniel Cormier shouts at someone near the Octagon after defeating Anthony Johnson. (Getty Images)

Cormier criticized Jones for all of his transgressions, and Jones repeatedly taunted him. But Jones has only fought once since defeating Cormier, and since that fight, got into a hit-and-run traffic accident in Albuquerque, N.M., that landed him in jail and saw him stripped of his belt, and then failed a random test prior to UFC 200.

So Cormier wasn’t in a mood to talk much about Jones, even though that’s the best title fight that could be made in the division and certainly the most lucrative.

“Don’t talk to me about a guy who is ineligible,” Cormier shouted, as Jones glared at him from cageside. “When you get your [butt], when you get your [crap] together and you’re ready to fight, I’m here waiting for you young man. You know it. You wasted two years. … As a fighter, I respect him. We just don’t see eye to eye. Locking me in here with him, that’s a favor.

“He’s a good fighter, but still not eligible. When he gets his academics in order, he can come back to the classroom.”

Cormier, though, has a few things to figure out of his own. Most significantly is how he’ll continue to make the light heavyweight division’s title fight limit of 205 pounds.

Cormier is 38 and missed weight on Friday on his first attempt. He weighed 206.2 pounds, but just four minutes later, almost miraculously, shed the excess 1.2 pounds to make the weight.

He was accused of cheating on the second try, as his hands were on the towel that was held up in front of him to protect his privacy. He stripped naked to give himself the best chance of making weight.

Some suggested that Cormier was pushing the towel in order to pull his feet up and not show his true weight. UFC bantamweight Aljamain Sterling put a joking video on Instagram showing how it was possible to pull that off.

Sometimes all you need to make weight is a simple weight loss towel from @highperformancenutrition! ???? #towelgate #weightgate #ufc210 #WeightLossTowel #lifehacks

A post shared by Aljamain Sterling (@funkmaster_ufc) on Apr 7, 2017 at 11:58am PDT

  How Cormier managed to lose that much weight so quickly remains a mystery that may never be answered. There was speculation that he either made himself vomit or he used the restroom, but many fans were adamant he cheated, and that only increased the animosity against him.

He said he touched the towel to protect his privacy and questioned the accuracy of the scale.

However he did it, the New York State Athletic Commission cleared him to fight, and he did a beautiful job of that.

Johnson stormed him early, firing punches and kicks, but most of the rest of the fight was spent with the fighters clinched against the cage.

Johnson oddly seemed content to grapple with Cormier, the two-time Olympian who excels at that type of fight.

Anthony Johnson announces his retirement after being submitted by Daniel Cormier at UFC 210 Saturday. (Getty Images)

Cormier said on Fox Sports 1 he took advantage of Johnson’s propensity to panic if his big shots don’t land.

“Anthony has done so well at knocking people out that when it doesn’t go his way, he kind of starts to panic,” Cormier said. “I think at the end of the day, he’s a wrestler, and when he panics, he goes back to what he knows.”

What fans know is that Cormier-Jones II is the fight that UFC president Dana White has to get done. Jones outclassed Cormier, but they’re still two of the top four fighters in the world and there remains plenty of tension between them.

If the bout happens, Cormier will undoubtedly continue the heel turn. He knows he’s not going to be able to make the fans like him, and it’s even worse now that many of them believe he cheated to make weight.

So he’ll play the heel and enjoy riling up the crowd and collecting more money.

“I don’t care,” he said. “I’m not going to sit here and beg for cheers,” Cormier said during an interview on Fox Sports 1 with Karyn Bryant and Kenny Florian. “Cheer who you want. At the end of the day, I get the job done. Look, I am who I am. The people who know me, you guys, Karyn and Kenny, people who have spent time with me, they know who I am.

“I cannot change the opinion of people who know me from afar. They don’t know me. If they don’t like me, they don’t like me. Like I said, I get the job done.”

Anthony Johnson (L) fights with Daniel Cormier at UFC 210 in Buffalo, N.Y. (Getty Images)