(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 135: Finally, we’ve worked out the kinks

Chapter 135: Finally, we’ve worked out the kinks

"Well, I think I should leave you two to figure this out. My medical advice is to just...stay by his side for now. Make sure he doesn’t get overwhelmed by another alpha’s pheromones." Michael accentuated his words with the sound of the buttons of his case closing. He gave the two of them a smile and chuckled. "It’s rather cute that even if this isn’t sympathetic, you two are having similar symptoms. Don’t worry, I’ll stop by the VIP area and let them know that everything is fine for now."

Maxwell huffed, clearly angry still, and shoved his hand through his gelled hair.

"No, we’re going out too." Michael raised an eyebrow.

"Did you forget my suggestion? You two need to wrap each other in your pheromones. I was just going to give you some privacy, or are you going to lecture Andrew and not follow through?" Michael asked and watched as Maxwell’s ears flushed. "We’ll blame it on the pheromones, shall we? Either way, I’ll see you two soon." Michael winked at Andrew again, who let out an exasperated sigh before the door closed behind him.

Maxwell was still angry, and Andrew wouldn’t say that he wasn’t also tense.

"Well? You heard him. Do it, Andrew." Maxwell ordered and Andrew sighed.

"It’s not that easy for me." He muttered and Maxwell crossed his arms, his expression sour.

"Why? It’s not like you haven’t felt me do it before. Look. I’ll do it right now." Andrew sucked in as Maxwell’s pheromones began to wrap around him, a coiling snake that sent sensations straight to his dick.

"Maxwell." Andrew chastised and Maxwell huffed.

"What?" He grumbled, clearly still upset and Andrew sighed. He closed his eyes, took a second, before he opened them again and reached for the smaller, angry man.

"Max." He didn’t soften. "Angel." Andrew tried again, his voice soft, buttery and watched as Maxwell’s lip twitched. "You understand why I was worried, right? I’m sorry I didn’t go about it the way you wanted me to, but don’t be mad with me, okay? I’m still new to all of these...new emotions. I got overwhelmed. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. It was like...a pulse under my skin." Andrew murmured, pressing his lips against Maxwell’s cheeks and throat. Maxwell was softening by the minute.

"You carried me like a princess in front of everyone." Maxwell’s voice was soft, and Andrew did his best not to smile as he continued to kiss the smaller man’s neck. Maxwell angled his neck, allowing Andrew more access.

"I’m sorry. Was it embarrassing?" Andrew asked softly and Maxwell grumbled.

"I’ve never been manhandled like that by anyone else in my life." He complained and Andrew chuckled.

"I’m sorry. I’ll do my best not to do that in public again." Andrew promised and Maxwell froze.

"In public?" He repeated, his tone harsh and Andrew pulled away, smirking.

"Don’t tell me you don’t like it when I carry you in private? Maxy, you like it very much when I hold you in my arms and fuck your brains out. Don’t you remember this afternoon?" Maxwell’s ears flushed and his eyes narrowed.

"If your dick wasn’t so big, I’d threaten to harm it." Andrew threw his head back and laughed at Maxwell’s threat that both of them knew meant nothing.

"Awe. You do care." Andrew’s amusement coloured his voice, his lips wide as he smiled. Maxwell’s anger fizzled out and he hung his head and sighed.

"I’m sorry I’m so angry. I just...I guess I’m just feeling a lot of things." Maxwell mumbled and Andrew softened.

"It’s okay. Thank you for apologising. I’m sorry too, for not taking your feelings into consideration. It wasn’t very nice of me, and next time, I’ll make sure to bring my phone so I can call Michael discreetly." Maxwell laughed.

"I’m sorry for trying to baby trap you." Maxwell said and Andrew chuckled.

"It’s okay. Next time though, I’m going to be very cross. Having kids isn’t just a one person thing, Maxwell, and if I didn’t know you any better, I’d think you’d get pregnant with my kid and then try to run away on me." Maxwell’s face flushed. Andrew narrowed his eyes. "You wouldn’t do that, would you?" Andrew asked and felt a strange, possessive emotion fill him.

"Calm down Andrew, it was only a brief thought. I would never go through with it. It was just...a worst case scenario thought." Andrew almost didn’t believe him.

"Maxwell, I would rather you and a baby, then never be in your life. Am I clear? If you ran away from me while my baby was in your stomach." A wave of emotion washed over Andrew and Maxwell gasped.

"A-Andrew! Pheromones!" Maxwell warned and Andrew sucked in. Now that the immediate danger had been dealt with, the emotions related to that issue were back.

Maxwell was trembling, his legs weak as a vicious wave of Andrew’s pheromones laced with anger and fear washed over him. Andrew cursed himself. He’d been able to control himself for so long, and this was not the pheromone wash that Michael had wanted him to do.

"Fuck! I’m sorry!" Andrew apologised, immediately softening the pheromones leaving his body. Maxwell’s face was flushed, and he panted as he regained the strength in his legs.

"I-It’s okay. It’s been a long day, and I said something I probably shouldn’t have. I won’t joke about it again tonight, so don’t beat yourself up. Come on, just uh, wrap me in different emotions. Please." Maxwell was asking him softly after he’d made him feel like shit. Andrew cursed himself but held Maxwell in his arms and he slowly, carefully engulfed the man in the pheromones that he had been working on with Michael.

Soft, careful, delicate. Andrew worked quietly until Maxwell’s breathing evened out and he stopped trembling.

"Damn it. Sorry about that. I was doing so well, but the stress from everything just-"

"Andrew, Baby, it’s okay. We’re both not at our best right now. I messed up, you messed up, it’s okay. No one, no one is hurt, so it’s fine. And look! You did a great job coating me in your pheromones." Maxwell kept his tone light as Andrew frowned down at him. Andrew reached out, touching his cheek with his fingers and gently stroking the skin there.

"You just mean so much to me. I don’t want to lose you. I panicked when you told me what you thought you were doing, and that you were similar to her, and then you also went silent on me and I just-" Andrew took a deep, calming breath. "I hate that I don’t have full control of my body yet. It’s frustrating, and annoying. I don’t like causing you harm." Andrew told him and Maxwell sighed.

"I’m not hurt. I just felt what you felt for a minute. It’s okay. I don’t mind. Just...learn how to do that when we’re having sex and that’ll make it up to me." Maxwell teased and Andrew shuddered.

"I would hate to overwhelm-" Maxwell pressed a finger against his lips, gently silencing him.

"It’s not overwhelming. I want to know how you feel when you’re inside me. Cause I know what I feel, but I want to know what you feel." Andrew blinked, shifting at the teasing look in Maxwell’s eyes.

"Max, have you never...topped before?" Maxwell’s eyes widened and Andrew blinked.

"No? Of course not." Andrew was stunned. "I’m an omega." He said it like it made perfect sense and Andrew was shocked.

"Do you...never want to top?" Andrew asked and Maxwell furrowed his brows.

"I’m an omega, Andrew." Maxwell stated and Andrew laughed. He was speechless.

"What does being an omega have anything to do with topping? Is it that you don’t want to top? Is that what you’re saying? Or have you never considered it?" Maxwell’s jaw fell and Andrew watched as the other man went through a crisis. Andrew let him, holding him as he considered Andrew’s words.

"I-I don’t know. I’ve never, it never crossed my mind." Maxwell muttered and Andrew chuckled. He leaned in, pressing a kiss against his temple.

"I’m sorry. I thought you would have topped someone already. You like to be in control so much I just made an assumption. It’s okay. I’m not going to pressure you into something you’re uncomfortable with." Maxwell froze.

"Wait, would you want me to top someone else?" He sounded incredulous and Andrew let out a bark of laughter.

"Do you honestly think I would let you do anything with anyone else now? Absolutely not." Maxwell’s blue eyes were wide as he looked at the taller, larger man in front of him.

"You’d let me top you?" Maxwell asked, shocked, almost horrified and Andrew pressed a kiss against his cheek with a grin.

"Does that gross you out? Am I too big for you?" Andrew asked and Maxwell shut his mouth, swallowing.

"Andrew, I just-wait, give me a second." Maxwell pushed Andrew’s face away from him, taking a few deep breaths. "Have you bottomed before?" Maxwell asked and Andrew nodded.

"Yup! It’s not my favourite, but I don’t hate it. We found that my prostate is a little deep, so it takes me a little more stimulation, but I like it." Andrew was grinning at the way Maxwell was looking up and down his body. Maxwell better be careful, or he might forget about the reception entirely and race them off to their rooms.

"I’m just having a hard time imagining the-the beta Andrew bottoming for anyone. You were so-dear lord, I think I’m going to have a heart attack." Maxwell’s words were shaky, along with his hands. Andrew smiled, letting him have a moment.

"Why? Do I not look like I could take it up the ass? Why do omegas get to have all the fun, hmm? Sharing is caring, Maxwell." Maxwell’s cheeks were pink and it was cute to see him react this way. It was adorable, actually. "And if you did share, you could experience how I feel when I’m with you organically. You know, truly get an experience for how tight and wet you are." Andrew bit Maxwell’s ear and the other man shivered. Andrew could see how dazed his expression was getting.

"Andrew, you’re twice the size of me." Maxwell protested. "And not to be that guy, but my cock is way smaller than yours." Andrew chuckled.

"Why? Are you worried you wouldn’t be able to pleasure me? Max, I promise, you’ll be fine. Just think about it, okay? I don’t mind if we stay in the dynamic we have right now, but I’m open to switching it up if you want to. I’m happy either way. Whatever way I can have Maxwell, I will." Andrew laughed. "But, we also don’t have to worry about you baby trapping me that way. Especially if it’s near your heat." Maxwell’s cheeks flamed.

"You are never going to let me live that down." Maxwell muttered and Andrew grinned.

"No, I don’t think so."