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In a world where subs/omegas (depending on author's taste) are widely known, sub Matt goes to college. (from this point read subs as omega if you prefer that). Very few subs go to college, and if they do it's to find a mate. (Think women in the 1950s)

They certainly don't go to college aiming to get into law school. They don't turn down dates or refuse to submit or stand up for themselves against their 'betters.'

Matt is forced to live with the other unmarried subs on campus. Everyone treats him badly for acting so unsublike, but the ones who treat him the worst are the subs he lives with. They decide to turn him into a proper sub for his own good. Their methods get increasingly dangerous (Spiking his drink and recruiting dom boyfriends to 'help' him see how good submission can be?)

Needless to say Matt is traumatised and he can't escape because no one will believe sweet subs could do such a thing, and he isn't popular on campus. If he drops out he says goodbye to his only chance of being a lawyer. It wasn't easy getting such a good college place.

Unmarried subs aren't allowed to live anywhere else for their safety. The only way out is if he marries, and his cautiously made first friend alpha/dom Foggy is more than ready to offer after seeing the bruises and Matt's deteriorating mental state.

He's also willing to show Matt that not all doms are abusive egotistical assholes, and sometimes it's nice to submit.

Bonus:

Matt has few experiences of submission. All of them we're unpleasent and resulted in someone taking advantage of him.

Stick left him when he presented.

Caring gentle dom Foggy who gives Matt everything he didn't know he needed.

Foggy is huge on consent and doesn't do anything sexual while Matt is iffy about it.

Tons of praise from Foggy.

Omggggg i didn't know I needed this until now.
Hope someone fills it!!!

A loud thump drew Matt from his uneasy slumber, and he gasped. A surge of adrenaline was released into his blood, but he started to calm down when he recognized the genial laugh.

"I can't believe you fell asleep in the library again," Foggy said. "You should go home and get some rest." Matt heard Foggy settle into the chair across from him. "The books will still be here in the morning."

"Yeah," Matt said quietly. "I guess you're right." But he couldn't go back to the sub housing, not after what they had done to him. "I'm just going to finish this chapter."

"What's the worst thing that could happen if you don't? You're top of the class Matty. Whatever you're trying to prove, you proved it."

Matt felt a flash of anger. "I shouldn't have to prove anything." Matt could taste the venom in his words. It was bitter and vile on his tongue. Foggy wasn't the one he was angry at, not really. But the Dom was here, so he became the target of Matt's fury.

Instead of doing what most Doms would do with an uppity sub, raising his voice and standing to tower over Matt, Foggy did the opposite. Foggy spoke in a voice so soft Matt had to struggle to hear him. "I didn't mean it like that. You're right. You're in a shitty situation. I shouldn't joke about it."

Foggy had no idea. Matt's eyes burned, and he was mortified to realize tears were spilling out. Matt tried to squeeze his eyes shut and hide the evidence of his shame, but it was too late.

"Are you- Did something happen? Are you okay?"

Matt rubbed the tears away. "It's nothing."

"I don't believe that."

"Because all subs are liars?" Matt snapped. He could hear the anonymous Dom's voice in his head saying just that. No one would believe Matt, the Dom had said, because all subs are liars.

"Because I can see that something is wrong. Did someone hurt you?"

"So just because I'm a sub I can't defend myself?" Matt waited for Foggy to get angry about Matt's combativeness and storm off, but Foggy remained calm and kind. Matt didn't understand why. He had never understood Foggy Nelson.

"If you don't want to tell me, that's okay. You don't owe me anything. Will you at least let me know if there's anything I can do?"

Matt felt the burning again, and he tried to fight the stubborn tears. But he was as helpless against them as he had been against the Dom who had held him down while he was drugged and confused. The pain in Matt's shoulder, which he was pretty sure was dislocated, served as a consistent reminder. The tears came, and Matt gave up trying to stop them, just as he had given up trying to stop the powerful Dom. Matt's cheeks reddened with shame at the memory. "There's nothing you can do. There's nothing anyone can do."

There was a long silence. For a moment Matt wondered if Foggy had finally gotten fed up and left. But then Foggy spoke in that calm compassionate tone Matt had come to love. "You shouldn't have to carry this alone."

Then it all came spilling out. The glass of water that tasted strange. The wooziness. Waking up in an unfamiliar place. The impossible weight on top of him. The cruel hands that were all over him. The begging. The laughing. Not one voice, but many. They hadn't just dropped Matt off. They had stayed to watch. They wanted to watch him be put in his place. Matt didn't want them to have the satisfaction. So he fought. The hands became more than cruel. They became angry and violent. When Matt felt his shoulder pop out of place he gave up. After that it was over quickly. Matt cried out in pain when the man entered him. His injuries made it that much worse. The Dom was so excited he came in moments after a couple brief yet excruciating thrusts. The spectators sounded disappointed. They let Matt go after that. They even let him clean up before he left. They didn't want people to see evidence of what they had done Matt assumed. No one warned him to keep quiet. They knew Matt's shame would do a better job of silencing him than any threats could. On his way out the door the cruel hands grabbed him once more. "Tell me you liked it," their owner demanded. "Or I'll teach you to like it. As many times as I have to. Even if I have to keep you here for weeks."

The Dom's threat hardly seemed realistic, but Matt's terror overcame him. He submitted. "I liked it."

"Tell me I was the best."

"You were the best."

"Say pleasing Doms is all you're good for."

Matt said the words on autopilot, only vaguely aware of what he was saying.

"You can go. I'm ready for another round, but you weren't that good honestly. You need to practice. Find someone who has the patience to teach you. Then you can come back and try again."

Matt fled. He had no idea where he was, or even if it was night or day. Eventually he found his way to the library. He tried to lose himself in the books, and in time exhaustion overcame him. Sleep proved a welcome escape.

"Then you showed up," Matt said nervously. He knew what came next. The accusations. The words thrown like daggers. Liar. Slut. Attention whore. Matt braced himself and waited for the inevitable.

Ok here. Wow. This was AMAZING. Way better than I was hoping for. Thanks so much for filling it. Eagerly waiting for the next part.

Auto correct... That's supposed to say Op btw.

Thank you to op for the encouragement. I hope you like this part even more.

Matt's whole body was so tense he was afraid he would shatter with one good blow. He was pretty sure it would be a verbal blow. Foggy had never shown violent tendencies in the past. But Matt knew it would hurt anyway. And when he was in pieces on the floor, he would have to pick himself up and find somewhere to go. The thought filled him with dread.

"Do you want me to go to the clinic with you?"

"What?" Matt didn't understand.

"The longer you leave that shoulder the way it is the worse it will get. I could go with you if you don't want to go alone."

"You believe me?" Was this a joke? Was Foggy trying to lull him into a false sense of security before pulling the rug out from under him?

"Of course I believe you. Why would anyone make up such a horrible story? And you're one of the most honest and honorable people I know. You wouldn't lie, especially not about something this serious. And you hate being perceived as weak or vulnerable, so-"

Matt tried to choke back a sob. He was only partially successful.

"I'm sorry," Foggy whispered. "What do you need?"

"What?" Matt was so confused.

"Do you need me to walk you to the clinic? Would you like to stay in a hotel room tonight? Do you want me to help you file a report against-"

"You can't tell anybody!" Matt flinched at his own voice, far too loud in this place of silence.

"I won't. I would never do that without your permission."

Matt was exhausted. His body ached all over. Some places were agony, and some only discomfort, but it all felt miserable. All he wanted to do was sleep. But Foggy was right about his shoulder. "Just the shoulder. I don't want them looking at any of the rest."

"Okay," Foggy said. "It's your choice."

Matt let Foggy lead him to the clinic. He was seen faster than he had ever been before, even though he had received far more serious injuries in the past. Foggy explained that it was because a Dom was with him. His voice was angry, and it took Matt a second to realize the anger wasn't directed at him. The staff told Foggy he could go back with Matt, but Foggy said it was Matt's decision. The staff were obviously puzzled by this, and so was Matt in all honesty. What did Foggy want him to say? Matt said it was okay for Foggy to come. He was afraid of offending his only ally.

Setting the dislocated shoulder would be painful. Matt knew this even before the doctor told him. But knowing something was very different from experiencing it. Matt promised himself he wouldn't cry out, but when the bone was forced back into the joint without warning Matt yelped. Tears welled in his eyes.

"Are you okay Matty," Foggy asked softly.

Matt felt blood rush to his cheeks. This was so humiliating. Matt dropped his head, unable to summon an adequate response.

"Your Dom asked you a question," a technician said roughly.

"Don't talk to him like that," Foggy snapped. "He doesn't have to answer if he doesn't want to."

"Hey, if you want your sub to get into the habit of disrespecting you, it's no skin off my nose." There was a ripping sound. "Take this to the nurse." The technician left.

"I'm sorry Matt, I shouldn't have-"

"Is that a prescription?"

"Sort of. It says the doctor uploaded your prescription to the computer system, so take your ID to the nurse and-"

"I can do that." Matt held out his hand. "Thank you for coming with me. I'd probably still be in the waiting room if it weren't for you."

Foggy placed the paper in Matt's hand. "It's no problem." He sounded confused. "You're my friend."

Matt dropped his head again and rushed towards the nurses station. As the nurse clicked keys he spoke to Matt in a soft demure voice. "They don't mean to hurt us, not really. We just frustrate them, you know?"

"Sure," Matt whispered.

"Yours seems nice. At least he doesn't hit you in public. It's easier to save face when they only do it at home. He probably just wants you to hear him, you know. Just try to pay better attention."

"Okay," Matt whispered in an even quieter tone.

"Good luck."

"Thanks," Matt said. "You too." The second part he actually meant.

As Matt headed toward the stairway he was confused to hear a kind soft voice. "Did they have everything you need? I know a good pharmacy nearby if they were out of stock."

Matt stopped and tilted his head. "I thought you left."

There was a moment of silence. "Do you want me too?"

Matt blushed again. "I'm sorry. You've been so good to me and I'm being a bitch. You deserve better than-"

"No, absolutely fucking not." Matt was so startled he took a step back. But Foggy was on a roll and didn't seem to notice. "I deserve jack shit. This isn't about me. If I'm not helping I should leave. If you want me gone I should leave. I don't get to use your trauma to make myself feel all noble and enlightened or whatever the fuck. I am not going to add myself to the long list of people that have taken advantage of Matt Murdock. So if you want me gone I'm gone. And if you decide in ten hours or ten days or ten minutes or ten weeks or ten seconds or ten months or years or whatever fucking measurement of time you want or need my help I will be there. Because I am your friend. And my assistance comes at your convenience, not mine. So what do you need?"

Matt was dumbfounded. He had no clue how to respond. But Foggy waited patiently, even as the silence stretched on. Finally Matt managed to string together a few sentences. "I can't go back to sub housing. I'm terrified of them. But I'm so tired. I don't know what to do."

"I have an idea if you'd like to hear it."

Matt nodded. "I would, thank you."

This is so good! Foggy is so great with respecting Matt's agency and I like how all of the background supports that Foggy is strange/right and Matt was ready to accept help.

Op again. I love how we're catching more glimpses into the culture of this world. It really underlines why Foggy is so special and why Matt needs him right now. I think I'm falling in love with this fic. Waiting eagerly for the next part. Again, thanks so much for filling it.

Op you are the best. Sorry you didn't get an update yesterday, real life interfered. I hope this is to your liking.

Matt nervously passed his cane from one hand to the other as he listened to Foggy unlock the door. "Are you sure your roommate will be okay with this? What if she tells someone I'm here?"

Matt heard the door swing open. "Marcy's official catchphrase is: I don't care, and her official motto is: Mind your own business. She won't tell anyone. Besides, Marcy doesn't want to start a fight with me."

"Isn't starting fights with each other sort of what Doms do?" Matt flinched when he heard what he had said. "Sorry, I-"

Foggy laughed. "Well you're not wrong. But Marcy and I took a different approach. Anyway it's a long story. And you look like you're about to pass out. The bed is clean... Ish."

Matt froze. "The bed?" Of course the bed. Nothing in life was really free. Hadn't Stick done his best to teach him that?

"I have a sleeping bag around here somewhere, I'll sleep on the floor. Oh, I'm a dummy. Pajamas. I have extras, but they'll be really loose on you. I think I have an unopened toothbrush hiding in here as well, but that might be me deluding myself into thinking I'm a responsible human being who prepares for things. If the pajamas are a no go I also have-"

"I can't do this," Matt said. "I can't... I can't."

"Okay," Foggy said gently. A moment ago he had been talking a mile a minute in a cheerful jocular manner. Now he sounded like someone approaching a beaten dog. "I can still get you that hotel room."

Matt fought back tears once more, and this time, miraculously, he won. "I don't understand. Will you just..." Matt tried to make sense of the situation in his head. But no equation where you started out with Dom and ended up with kindness made sense.

"Will I just what? You can ask me anything."

"Will you just tell me what you want from me? What's the price for all this? How am I supposed to pay you back?"

Foggy paused for only a moment as he thought through what he was going to say, but to Matt that moment dragged on for an eternity. "Well first of all you're not supposed to pay me back, and second of all I don't want anything from you."

Matt almost growled in frustration. "Then why are you doing all this for me? What do you get out of it?"

"I get to know that my friend is safe, isn't that enough?"

Matt shook his head, searching for the words. "Why do you care? I'm not... Yours. Why do you care what happens to me?"

"You know Matt, I don't believe in owning people. No one will ever be mine, not like that. But I still care about people. I care not because their state of being reflects on what kind of Dom I am and not because they fuck me. I care because I care. I like you because I like you. You're brave and smart and funny. You deserve better than the way people treat you. You deserve to have a safe place to spend the night. Everyone deserves to have a safe place to spend the night."

Matt was floored. What Foggy had just said was so antithetical to everything he had been raised to believe, but it felt right. It even felt familiar in a way. "My dad always told me not to let anyone tell me I was inferior. He said I was my own person and should make my own place in the world without giving up my identity to the first person with a pretty collar and a nice smile who asked for it. Even after the accident, my dad said if I worked hard and got a good education no one would ever be able to force a collar on me. At the orphanage... Well my dad's ideas didn't go over well. But I've tried to live by what he said. I study hard, and I tried to stay away from people who wanted to tie me down. People take offense to that though. They want me to remember my place."

"Your place is wherever you want to be," Foggy said in a voice shaking with fury. Matt finally realized none of the anger was directed at him. "This whole system is garbage. It ruins lives and turns people into monsters. I'm so sick of it. I'm so sick of having to hide half of my relationships and seeing people belittle my dad just because we've all been brainwashed by this farcical nonsense."

Even though Matt didn't understand that last sentence he got the general idea, and he smiled. "Maybe one day after we graduate we can change the system."

"You know what Matty, that's just what we're going to do. But maybe we should get some sleep first?"

Matt chuckled. "Great idea. Good night Foggy."

"Good night Matty."

...

Matt had no idea how long he slept for, but voices drew him from the dreamless void. "So you decided to bring home a stray puppy?"

"Don't talk about him like that."

"Good Lord, don't tell me you have a crush."

"He's my friend, and he needed a place to stay."

"And what exactly is wrong with sub housing?"

"I don't gossip about people's personal business Marcy. You of all people should appreciate that."

"Was that a threat?"

"You know it wasn't. Does this really have to be a fight? I thought we were over posturing for the sake of pointless posturing."

"I'm just trying to look out for you Foggy Bear. I see how it hurts you every time you take on one of these projects. You pour so much of yourself into them, and for what? They always run back to the Doms that hurt them. It's in their DNA. They want to submit. They need it. They don't want to find their own way. They want to be dominated. That's the only way you can help them."

"You honestly believe that, don't you?"

"I'm just being realistic Foggy. You could try it sometime."

"And where do you and I fit into that worldview, huh?"

"You were right about one thing, this is a pointless argument. I don't care if he stays here for a little while, but I do not want to put up with your moping when he inevitably goes slinking back to the douchebag that 'loves him and didn't mean it.' He will you know. And all your hard work will amount to nothing more than a sore back."

"Thanks for the input, goodnight Marcy."

"Goodnight Foggy Bear."

And with the voices gone, Matt too drifted back to sleep.

So many good plot threads to think about here! Matt asking exactly what the price is takes guts and of course Foggy has the strangest answers. Bonus points also to Foggy for getting a sleeping bag out right away. I also really liked what Marci said- the implication that Foggy's done this before and will keep on helping people even if it hurts him.

Op again. Loving how Foggy keeps clashing with Matt's world view, and all the hints with Marcy. This is such an interesting fic you're writing and I am loving reading it. As always waiting attentively for the next part.

Wonderful fic, Foggy being a kind and gentle Dom is so in-character! Thanks a lot. I wish there were more chapters.

This is such a great fic. I'd love if you could put it on ao3 so i can bookmark it.

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