(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 318: Hiding his true colours (m)

Chapter 318: Hiding his true colours (m)

"Oh god, keep going." Maxwell moaned, gripping onto the sheets above his head. They had switched positions and now Andrew was the one on top, plunging his cock into Maxwell as deep as Maxwell would take it. Maxwell’s legs were held together, Andrew’s arm wrapped around them while his other hand dug into his hip, holding him in place as he moved his hips.

Andrew had put a pillow under Maxwell’s hips, just to give him the right angle and a little support and Maxwell loved it. Maxwell’s eyes were practically rolled back in his head as Andrew stared down at him. His cock was bouncing with each thrust, the moans that poured from his mouth spurring Andrew on.

A tiny glint caught Andrew’s eye and he turned, the anklet in full display. Andrew shuddered, clenching his teeth as he felt his cock twitch. Alright. He understood it now.

It was hot as hell to realise that he’d bought this little trinket for Maxwell and that he could see it, knowing that he’d gotten that for him while he was balls deep in the man.

A soft chuckle from Maxwell had Andrew pausing, glancing down at the man. Maxwell had a smug, satisfied smile on his face as he looked up at Andrew. His hair was disheveled, his eyes bright, his cheeks flushed. He looked like a damn painting of sin and lust.

"Do you like it?" Maxwell asked and Andrew felt a shiver run down his spine. He leaned in, keeping eye contact with Maxwell as he pressed his lips against his ankle. Maxwell tightened around him and Andrew groaned.

"You know I do." Andrew told him and Maxwell’s smile only grew. Andrew watched as his hands tightened on the bedsheets and he pushed his hips against Andrew’s, embedding Andrew’s cock deeper inside of him. Andrew groaned as Maxwell’s smile took on a mischievous tone.

"Then fuck me deeper. You’re being so gentle." Maxwell complained and Andrew felt his eyes widen. He was being gentle? This wasn’t that gentle. How the hell had Andrew treated him when he was in his rut?

"Did I just throw you around like a ragdoll during my rut?" Andrew asked, worried, and Maxwell’s face turned red. Andrew paused.

"You didn’t...you were thorough. You wouldn’t let me out of a certain position until you had fucked me enough in it." Maxwell told him, and that clearly brought up some memories as Andrew felt the man flutter around him. Andrew felt his smile widen.

"You clearly didn’t mind, if this is the reaction you’re giving. Should I do the same now? What one did you like? What one did I like?" Andrew asked and Maxwell turned his face away slightly.

"You liked pressing me into the bed and fucking me from behind." Maxwell admitted, not making eye contact. Andrew chuckled. That did sound like something he would do. Andrew slowly began moving his hips, pressing his cock into places he wouldn’t normally and watched as Maxwell’s eyes fluttered closed and his chest began to rise and fall just a little faster.

"Is that so? Do you want me to flip you over and fuck you like that?" Andrew asked, pressing his lips against Maxwell’s ankle. "I can do that. I don’t mind. Thrusting my cock into your tight hole from behind, you’re unable to move, to run away from the pleasure. That sounds good. Plus, I get to see your face the whole time. Watch you drown in pleasure. That sounds delightful." Andrew said, nibbling on Maxwell’s ankle as he felt the other man twitch around him and his slow moving cock.

Maxwell opened his eyes to glare at him.

"You aren’t normally like this." Maxwell complained. "You’re usually more compliant. Do what you’re told." Maxwell sounded like he was complaining, but it was his eyes that were giving him away. He was loving this.

Still, Andrew felt a little playful. His cock was where he wanted it to be, and he liked playing with Maxwell.

Andrew bent forward, folding Maxwell in half as he went. Maxwell’s jaw tightened as Andrew buried himself deeper in the other man, messing up his guts until Maxwell looked like a damn pretzel and Andrew’s lips were near Maxwell’s.

"I’m very compliant, aren’t I?" Andrew agreed, a smirk on his lips before he gently pressed a kiss against Maxwell’s lips before pulling back. Just enough so that he could spread Maxwell’s legs, putting them up and over his shoulders to relieve some of the pressure on Maxwell’s body and began to thrust his cock deep into the other man. Maxwell moaned loudly as Andrew set a brutal pace.

Maxwell locked his ankles behind Andrew’s head, the only reason he wasn’t squeezing him with his knees and thighs being that Andrew was holding Maxwell’s thighs apart so that he could get the angle that he wanted. Andrew watched as Maxwell lost himself in the pleasure he was giving him. His cock was leaking, his eyes were rolling back in his head and he was holding onto Andrew’s cock like it was his favourite meal.

Andrew shuddered, feeling that his own climax was near. Feeling bold and teasing, Andrew released one of his thighs and wrapped his hand around Maxwell’s cock. The man moaned, his legs tightening as Andrew rubbed his cock in time with his thrusts. Maxwell let out a shuddering gasp before he turned his bright blue gaze to Andrew.

"I’m gonna cum." He told him and Andrew clenched his teeth.

"Me too." Andrew promised and Maxwell nodded. Andrew increased his pace, feeling the now familiar feeling of his cock swelling and groaned. Maxwell came seconds before Andrew did and Andrew milked his cock for everything it was worth. Maxwell shuddered, clenching and unclenching around Andrew’s knotting cock. Andrew bent, pressing his head against his knee and thigh, pressing weak, light kisses against the skin there.

A small sign of affection. A small sign of love. Maxwell was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling like a damn temptation. Andrew wanted to kiss and bite and suck his nipples into his mouth. Andrew could practically feel his pheromones rising up and surrounding them. Maxwell noticed between one breath and the next that Andrew had shifted slightly and he slid his dazed gaze towards him.

"I need a minute." Maxwell warned and Andrew nodded, pressing another kiss against his knee. "I want a shower." He said. Andrew knew that he was intentionally acting this way and Andrew felt his lips turn up.

"Alright. Right now?" Andrew asked and Maxwell nodded. Andrew’s expression softened as he looked at the other man. "Do you want me to carry you there?" Andrew asked and Maxwell nodded again. Andrew felt a little sparkle of mischief fill him and he chuckled. He had to wait until his knot had released enough to do so.

Maxwell let out a groan as his bent body was put back into a normal alignment as he was laying flat on his back on the bed. He even lowered his arms, opening and closing his hands to release some of the tension he’d had from clenching onto the bedsheets so hard.

Andrew chuckled, pulling the condom off, tying it up and throwing it into the garbage before he pulled out another and slid it onto his cock. Maxwell wasn’t even watching him, but Andrew knew that he heard him. Maxwell was focused on lying down, his eyes closed as he regulated his breathing. Andrew considered cleaning him up, but they were going to get in the shower again, and a little bit more dirty, so it was fine.

Andrew sat down next to him on the bed, his cock hard and ready as he watched him. Reaching out, he gently brushed some of his hair out of his face, smiling when Maxwell opened his eyes to meet his own.

"You lay some good pipe, Andrew." Maxwell’s sincere voice had Andrew tossing his head back and laughing.

"Thank you, Max." He said and Maxwell’s lips turned up slightly.

"You should be thankful. The doctor made a comment that I had some deep bruising. Nothing concerning, but the look she gave me? Mom was horrified to learn that much about me. I did tell her to leave if she thought she couldn’t handle some information." Maxwell chuckled. "Oh. It was a good moment." Maxwell said, reaching for Andrew’s thigh.

Andrew wondered what he had in mind, but Maxwell didn’t do anything, he just...held him there. It almost made Andrew feel like a pervert for what he had planned, but he knew at the core of this, Maxwell was going to like what he wanted to do.

"I’m glad to hear it." Andrew told him, smiling at him. Andrew held Maxwell’s face, just liking the feeling of it, the feel of his face, his skin against his palm. Maxwell’s hand on Andrew’s thigh tensed, before he relaxed and sighed, leaning into Andrew’s touch. "Well, not your Mom having a hard time, but then again, she really should have listened." Maxwell’s lips turned up.

"Right? I mean, you’re a true alpha, and it isn’t as if she hasn’t heard the rumours that your dicks are all ginormous. Honestly, I don’t know how women’s bodies handle it." Maxwell said. Andrew burst into laughter.

"Pussies stretch too, Maxwell." Andrew told him and Maxwell made a disgusted face.

"Ew. Never say those words to me again." Andrew laughed harder.

"Why? Just because you don’t have a pussy, doesn’t mean you don’t have a womb. You just lack the three holes and have only two. Kind of." Andrew said warmly. "But I won’t be tempted by the third hole. I’m a two holer for life." Andrew said, and Maxwell snorted.

"You’re ridiculous." Maxwell said, but his ears were bright pink. Andrew couldn’t resist and leaned in, kissing his lips.

"Yeah, but I’m only ridiculous for you." Andrew told him and Maxwell groaned.

"Oh god. You’re a sap. You’re going to be even more sappy, aren’t you?" Maxwell complained and Andrew grinned.

"I’m just warming up. I was planning to lure you in for a false sense of security only to show my true colours once you had invested too much into me. Now it’s a full frontal attack. There is no escape." Andrew warned, nuzzling into Maxwell’s neck and pressing soft, tickling kisses there. Maxwell wiggled, laughing, his hands coming up to try and push him away.

"Stop! I got it!" Maxwell laughed, and Andrew’s heart settled. He pressed one last kiss against his throat, before pulling back.

"Shall we go get that shower now?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell nodded, holding out his arms.

"I’m ready." He said, and Andrew wondered if he really was.