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I would love some more alpha Stephen and omega Tony in the Wild West au (I think it’s Wild West?)

It's definitely a Wild West au I'm stoked that you like it enough to ask for more. Here's another part I came up with last night. This is the longest part so far.

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A weak heart

Stephen urged Levi to speed up, gripping his leather doctor bag tightly to prevent it from slipping off the saddle. The strong and intelligent stallion understood the urgency of the moment and held back on his usual playful behavior. They had one destination: Stark’s Ranch, and they needed to get there quickly.

When one of Stark’s men arrived at Stephen’s ranch and told him the mayor’s son had fainted and they needed a doctor, Stephen had dropped everything and hurried off. He had outdistanced the messenger on the way. It didn’t matter, he knew the way.

He just hoped to get there in time.

Stark’s Ranch was huge. A large gate, marked with Stephen’s name, welcomed him. He rode through it and followed the path leading to the main house. Along the way, he passed numerous horses, cattle, and workers. He ignored the curious looks from those around him.

Howard Stark was not only the wealthiest man in town but in all of western Nebraska, and it showed.

When Stephen reached the house, he pulled Levi to a sudden stop and dismounted swiftly, his doctor bag in hand. He tossed the reins to a stable boy who was nearby. The boy would know how to take care of Levi. Stephen felt a pang of regret that he could not tend to his horse himself, but this was an emergency.

In long strides he rushed to the front door, which flew open. He was greeted by a woman of the house staff, urgency in her voice.

“Doctor Strange, heaven sent, you came quickly. Please follow me.”

Without waiting for a reply, she turned and led him through a maze of narrow corridors until they arrived in a small reception room with only one other door. The mayor stood in front of a single window, turning to Stephen when he entered.

“Ah, Doctor Strange.”

Stark’s handshake was firm and his words filled with the authority of a man with power. Though, there was an edge to it, as if he was masking nervousness.

“I came as quickly as I could.” Stephen replied, keeping his tone steady. Years of experience with patients had taught him the value of a neutral expression. He needed to focus. They needed a doctor, not a worried… friend.

This man didn’t even know he was a worried friend. If he knew, he would grab that colt from his belt and shoot Stephen right there and then.

“Where is he?” Stephen heard himself ask.

Stark pointed to the other door. “I had him taken to his room so that he could rest. It’s been so long since his weak heart had given us trouble. I hoped he was over it.”

Everybody knew about Tony Stark’s weak heart. It was an open secret, spread with speculation. They said his condition was one of the reasons why the mayor was so overprotective of his omega son. Stephen had heard the stories, though this was the first time his service as a doctor was needed because of that.

Howard had his hand on the door handle, when Stephen’s voice held him back. “Please.” He met the mayor's gaze.. “You’re upset and nervous. If you go in now, it could make things worse for your son. Let me check on him first.”

Yes, that was true. But also Stephen didn’t know if he could keep it together when he saw Tony. He couldn’t risk Stark noticing something.

When the older man hesitated, he added, “If it’s really his heart, we need to be cautious."

It was a complicated situation. Stephen was an alpha, and it was generally unacceptable for him to be alone with an unbound omega like Tony. His relationship with Howard Stark was formal but distant, typical of a doctor and a mayor. They didn’t share familiarity. Yet, Stephen's reputation as a man of integrity seemed to reassure Stark. After a moment's hesitation, he finally nodded and stepped back, allowing Stephen to act.

“That is very considerate of you. Be quick with your check up.”

Finally, Stephen stepped into Tony’s room, deliberately closing the door behind him to ensure privacy. The moment he entered, a familiar scent enveloped him. It was the comforting scent of the omega, filling the space without being overpowering. It felt like he had walked into a field blooming with his favorite flowers, soothing and welcoming.

The room was furnished with dark wood pieces of high quality. A sturdy desk stood against one wall, alongside a well-crafted drawer. In the center of the space loomed a four-poster bed, its elegant design adding a touch of sophistication. The side curtains were drawn, causing Stephen to carefully navigate around it. “Tony?” He kept his voice low to not disturb him if he was resting.

He braced himself for anything.

As soon as Tony spotted him, he put the book aside and sat up. A bright smile broke across his face, full of warmth. “Doc! You came!”

Stephen furrowed his brows lightly, because – admittedly – this didn’t look like an emergency. Still, he asked, “How are you feeling?” He perched himself on the edge of Tony's mattress, adopting the familiar posture of a doctor checking on a patient – and nothing else, right?

He took Tony's wrist to feel the pulse. It was normal, maybe slightly elevated. But nothing unusual.

“I’m great, now that you’re here,” Tony said, and oh that flirtatious smile was dangerous. The omega moved closer to Stephen, who was still confused.

“I was told you passed out and fell off the stairs.”

Maybe Tony had hit his head too hard. He must have, because Tony admitted with a cheeky grin, “Well, I had to get you here somehow.”

Stephen’s mouth hung open as his brain figured out what Tony was saying. “You threw yourself down stairs to see me?!” he asked, flabbergasted. He struggled to keep his voice down, acutely aware that the mayor was likely in the next room, possibly eavesdropping.

Tony brushed it off with a tsk. “Please, it was barely a step. I just played it up a bit.” The omega shifted into a dramatic tone to give Stephen a piece of performance. “Oh, I don’t feel so good. Why is everything spinning?” He play-fainted and dropped back onto the mattress. Then, with a big grin, he sat up again. “It was way too easy. I’m a genius.”

Stephen’s mouth still hung open. He closed it the same time his eyes darkened. “Have you lost your brain and replaced it with horseshit?” he growled. Tony gaped in offense, but Stephen wasn’t done yet. “Do you think this is funny? You had your father worried sick. You had me worried sick. I thought you were dying!”

Anger was written in his face. Stephen’s hands clenched the sheets, desperately seeking something to hold onto as he struggled to contain his emotions. He knew he couldn’t raise his voice too much. Not in this house, where he had to hide the affection he felt in his heart.

Tony realized he had gone too far. He had never seen the alpha so angry. He bit his lower lip. This hadn’t been part of his plan.

In a sudden burst of instinct, he reached out, cupping Stephen’s face with his hands. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you,” he said, his voice softening. As he pressed their foreheads together, he moved closer, kneeling amid the messy blanket that lay between them.

Stephen closed his eyes instinctively on the contact, inhaling Tony’s scent. He wanted to remain angry, to express just how recklessly Tony had acted. Yet, here he was, powerless against the calming presence of the omega in front of him.

Tony was here, and he was fine. There wasn’t an emergency.

Stephen knew what they did was dangerous. If anyone came through that door, they would catch him. The doctor wasn’t allowed to touch the omega like that.

Tony’s hands were warm and grounded him.

Technically, Stephen was being touched. His only crime was that he did not put up any resistance.

“Don’t do that ever again.” Stephen’s voice was a whisper against the omega’s forbidden lips. They were so close.

Yet, Stephen knew he wouldn’t dare to bridge the gap, to take that step. So far he had followed Tony’s lead, and he would continue to do so. He would give the omega anything he wanted. No less. No more.

Tony’s fingers brushed over his cheek and through his hair. Stephen leaned into the touch, his heart swelling with this simple gesture. The truth was: he was the one with a weak heart. And there was no cure.

Tony pulled back, but his hand searched for Stephen’s and grasped it. “How am I supposed to see you then?” the omega asked, his voice so earnest that Stephen thought, maybe it wasn’t just a game for him.

“I thought you were a genius. Figure it out.”

Tony’s smile returned, brightening the entire room once more. The omega recognized Stephen’s words for what they were: a challenge. And he thrived on challenges.

“I will.”

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As Stephen stepped out of Tony's room, he found Howard waiting for him. The mayor's face showed a mix of impatience and concern.

“How bad is it, doctor?” he asked without beating around the bush.

“Not as bad as we thought,” Stephen replied, offering reassurance, and the mayor let out a sigh of relief. “You should make sure he is eating healthy. Meat and vegetables.” There was no harm in Stephen taking the opportunity to make sure the omega was treated well and took care of himself.

Before leaving Tony, Stephen had taken a moment to examine him. He could not bear the thought of something happening to Tony due to his own carelessness. Tony had put up with it without a word, even seemed secretly delighted about it.

The results were reassuring: Tony was a healthy young man.

“His heart needs simple exercises,” the doctor continued. “He should take walks everyday.”

“Won’t that strain his heart?”

“On the contrary, it will strengthen it in the long run.”

Tony was not the kind of omega meant to be confined. He needed freedom, as much as possible within the limits of their world.

Stark nodded, accepting the doctor’s assessment.

Despite knowing he should feel guilty for deceiving Howard, Stephen felt little shame. In fact, he felt a rush of thrill as he added, “I would like to check on him again in a few days. Just to make sure.”

This was a dangerous path he was stepping on. Yet, he hid a smile when Stark answered, “Be my guest.”

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