(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 121: Inside or outside? (m)

Chapter 121: Inside or outside? (m)

Maxwell and Amir came back with a bang.

Maxwell had one of the servants? It felt very wrong to call them that. Workers? Maids?

He had one of the people his family employed warn everyone that they were coming back in. Ben tucked the curtains around himself again, hiding himself so that Amir could have free reign of the room and then Maxwell came in with a flourish. The door practically hit the wall when he pushed it open.

His cheeks were slightly pink, and Amir wasn’t much better. The photographers and their team trailed behind them and the others in the room besides Andrew chuckled.

"I see that it was successful." Mrs. Beckett muttered, and Andrew wondered what she’d planned. Maxwell scanned the room, and when his eyes landed on Andrew, his gaze narrowed. He raised a hand, curling his finger to beckon him, and Andrew chuckled.

Patting the hand of the man whose he held, he let him go and got to his feet. He took his time, dusting himself off and watched as Maxwell’s expression slightly soured. To those who didn’t know him, and couldn’t read him as well as Andrew could, it would look like his face hadn’t shifted in the slightest.

Andrew chuckled again, moving towards the two omegas. Amir seemed flustered, embarrassed, while Maxwell seemed like he needed something. When he finally got over to them, Maxwell grabbed the front of his sweater.

"You are coming with me. We need to go get ready." Maxwell declared, and Andrew stared at him in surprise. He looked over the smaller man, taking in the slight flush to his cheeks, the way his hand trembled slightly where he held him, and nodded.

"Alright." Andrew agreed readily, before smiling at Amir. "We’ll see you soon. Will someone come and get us?" Andrew asked, turning towards the older folks in the room and Mr. Beckett nodded.

"Of course. We know where Max’s rooms are. We’ll see you soon." There was a glint to his eyes that Andrew was distinctly ignoring, and with a nod, he took Maxwell’s hand in his own and let him lead him out of the room.

Maxwell didn’t say anything as he escorted Andrew through the giant home. He took turns like he was an expert, but to Andrew, everything looked the same. It just showed that this home did hold some memories for the Beckett’s. That, or Maxwell had a great memory. Both were possible.

Maxwell pushed open a door and yanked Andrew inside. Andrew stumbled in, but didn’t even have time to look around the room before Maxwell was on him.

Maxwell’s hands yanked Andrew’s head down and Maxwell was kissing his mouth. Andrew wasn’t going to complain when Maxwell was this obvious about his desire for him, he was just confused. What had spurred this on?

"Up." Maxwell pulled away from his lips. "Take my pants off and pin me against the wall." Maxwell ordered and Andrew nodded. Alright. Whatever he wanted. He was unbuckling Maxwell’s belt as the two of them kissed. It was clear that he wasn’t moving fast enough to Maxwell, but this was the speed he could go while still kissing the man. He felt he would be even more upset if he stopped.

When he pulled away to pull his pants off of each of his legs Maxwell’s lips kissed and nipped at Andrew’s neck. Andrew had been turned on before, but this? Maxwell really wanted him.

"Condom?" Andrew asked. He didn’t have one on him, and he honestly assumed with how demanding Maxwell was being that he was going to have one on him.

"Doesn’t matter. I want to swallow your cum with either end, so I don’t care." Andrew nearly choked.

"Maxwell!" He exclaimed, and nearly had a heart attack when Maxwell gave him a sultry grin. He raised his fingers to his mouth, shoving them in to lick them before he lowered them to his crotch.

"What? Do you have a problem? I gave you options. You choose." Maxwell tossed his head back, spreading his legs so that Andrew could watch him as he fingered his ass. "Come over here Andrew and give me that weapon you carry around. I want you so bad." Andrew clenched his teeth. Fuck.

Unbuttoning his own pants, Andrew pulled his zipper down and pulled his erect cock out. He felt a shiver run down his spine at the way Maxwell stared at his cock. The man looked starved. It hadn’t even been 24 hours since they’d slept together, but Andrew wasn’t going to protest. Not when the man looked at him like that.

Maxwell pulled his fingers out of his ass, raising his arms up so that he could wrap around Andrew’s neck. Andrew tugged Maxwell up his body until Maxwell was wrapped around him tightly. Like he was never going to let go.

Shaking his hips, Maxwell rubbed his ass against Andrew’s bare cock, licking his lips.

"Hurry up. We don’t have a lot of time, and I need to fix this itch before I lose my mind. I need you filling me up. Fuck. I know my heat is over, but I just can’t get enough of you." Andrew’s head swam with desire at Maxwell’s words.

"I can’t get enough of you either. You feel so fucking good inside." Andrew told him, and watched as Maxwell’s nostrils flared.

"Then fuck me. Fill me up." Maxwell ordered, and Andrew shifted, reaching down to adjust until his cock was at Maxwell’s entrance. They both groaned as Maxwell sunk down and Andrew filled him. "Fuck. Did you get even bigger? Dear lord. You’re going to split me in half." Andrew worried that he was complaining until he saw the spark in Maxwell’s gaze. He wasn’t complaining. He was enjoying it. "Andrew, put your hand on my stomach. Feel how deep you are inside of me? God. That’s so fucking hot. Now kiss me and plow that weapon into me."

Maxwell squeezed Andrew’s cock and Andrew shuddered. He had to take a serious, calming breath before he bent, covering Maxwell’s lips with his own. Stepping, he pushed Maxwell against the wall until he probably felt claustrophobic. Then, he pulled out slowly and thrust his cock back in. Maxwell groaned into their kiss, tightening his grip on Andrew’s neck and waist and Andrew gulped.

Andrew set a steady, controlled pace. He wanted both of them to enjoy themselves, and he’d always enjoy himself no matter what. But Maxwell wasn’t having it. He was squeezing his ass around Andrew, rolling his hips, rocking into each thrust. Andrew was having a hard time keeping a straight head on, especially without a condom.

They were at his brother’s wedding. They shouldn’t-

"You’re thinking. Stop that." Maxwell growled. "Fuck me, Andy. I don’t care if you fill me up. You can feed me the contraceptive pills by hand after." Andrew felt his dick swell, and Maxwell gasped. "Oh fuck. Do that again. The pressure..." Maxwell pulled Andrew’s head down, kissing him deeply, his tongue delving into Andrew’s mouth as Andrew fought for control. One too many strokes of Maxwell’s tongue was enough.

Something snapped inside of him.

Andrew grabbed Maxwell’s thighs, breaking the hold he had on Andrew’s waist and placed them on each of his arms. He then raised them, pinning Maxwell’s legs apart so that he had all the access he wanted. Maxwell was splayed open for Andrew’s enjoyment, and Maxwell loved it.

The position shifted slightly, but that just meant that Andrew could thrust his cock as deeply as he wanted. Maxwell was trying to muffle his screams as Andrew fucked him like a damn piston. In and out. None of the grinding on his cock that Maxwell had been doing before. Andrew’s grip was firm on Maxwell’s thighs, and Maxwell’s fingers were like claws on Andrew’s back.

Fuck. He was so tight. He felt so good. He was so wet, too. With each thrust you could hear how much Andrew affected Maxwell. It was so fucking hot.

"Andy. Baby. Oh god!" Maxwell was a mess, and Andrew loved it. He felt his balls tighten. He was close. Fuck. Fuck!

"Max. What do you want? Tell me. Now." Andrew was begging. "I don’t know what I want. I like both." Andrew told him through his teeth. Maxwell gasped, his nails digging into his skin.

"Inside. Fuck. I want to feel so fucking dirty while talking to those damn politicians. I want your cum inside me as I move around. God. I want to feel like a little slut." Andrew shuddered as Maxwell wiggled in his grp. He tightened around his cock and Andrew whimpered.

"Fuck. A-Are you sure?" Andrew confirmed. His head was foggy with pleasure. Now that he was out of his heat, he didn’t feel as bad cuming inside. He wasn’t...as fertile. And Andrew hadn’t knotted yet. He wasn’t going to right now.

"Andrew! Just fucking cum!" Maxwell’s voice held an edge to it, and Andrew knew he was close too. Receiving the order, Andrew was on a one track mind. He was going to cum, but he was going to make sure that Maxwell came too.

Huffing, Andrew thrust his cock into Maxwell, watching the smaller man as he tossed his head back, his eyes closed as he took and took Andrew’s cock. It was so hot. Watching a man who looked like an angel speared on his cock, enjoying his cock. Fuck.

Andrew grunted, his cock pulsing as he thrust a few more times before stilling. He didn’t wait, pressing against Maxwell even tighter so that he could release one of his legs to grab his cock. Maxwell gasped, biting his lip as Andrew set a brutal pace. Maxwell whimpered as he came, his cum pooling against his own skin. Andrew closed his eyes, shivering as he twitched around him.

They stood like that for a moment, both of them catching their breaths. Andrew hadn’t expected to get jumped like this, but he wasn’t opposed to it.

"God. I’m not going to be able to look my Mother in the eye." Maxwell muttered, and felt his whole body shake as he laughed.

"You? I’m not going to be able to look anyone in the eye who is related to you." Andrew told him, leaning forward to rest his forehead against his shoulder. "God. I need to have condoms on me at all times, don’t I?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell grumbled.

"It’s not my fault your so fucking handsome. You should know better." Andrew’s shoulders shook at his complaint.

"I’m so sorry, Max. I’ll make sure I have a whole box next time." Andrew replied, and Maxwell’s grip tightened on his neck.

"Don’t be too prepared. I do like it when you get so nervous. You look like you’re in pain, but in a good way. It’s really sexy." Maxwell told him, and Andrew snorted. He didn’t say anything to that, but turned and pressed a kiss against Maxwell’s throat.

"We need to get ready." He murmured, and Maxwell sighed.

"Yeah. Carry me like this to the bathroom? And no, I’m not cleaning the cum out. I meant what I said." Andrew nearly choked.

"Max! You could-"

"That’s what the pill is for. I’ll take six, just for your potent seed." Andrew did choke when Maxwell teased him.

"Do not call it that." He told the smaller man, pulling back to see Maxwell’s blue eyes dancing.

"Why? You’re a true alpha. That’s what they all say, isn’t it? ’True alphas have potent seed, so be careful!’" He laughed at Andrew’s unamused expression. "Alright. I’ll call it sperm, like a normal person. I didn’t think you’d dislike it so much." Maxwell asked, his expression light.

Andrew tightened his grip around him.

"I don’t like it because it reminds me that there is a difference between us." Andrew told him, and Maxwell softened.

"Oh you big baby. Come here. I want to kiss you as you carry me to the bathroom."

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