(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 34: Eat his ass like a cupcake (m)

Chapter 34: Eat his ass like a cupcake (m)

Maxwell let out a soft, quiet gasp as Andrew swallowed his dick. Andrew thought of that sound as a reward, as he settled in a sucked and licked his dick like his favourite snack. Feeling Maxwell’s fingers dig into his hair, into his scalp, Andrew’s chest filled with a sense of pride. Especially when Maxwell pushed his head down faster.

"Andrew, I-" There was no way he was going to stop. He wanted to know everything about Maxwell, especially the way he tasted. Keeping his pace unless Maxwell sped him up, Andrew kept going. Gently massaging Maxwell’s balls in his hands. Maxwell’s soft, almost surprised gasps kept him going, and he knew that Maxwell was getting wetter and wetter. Andrew’s mouth watered as he thought about what he was going to do next.

Maxwell’s body stiffened, and cum exploded into his mouth. Andrew swallowed it down, playing his tongue along the tip of his cock before taking it all the way into his mouth one last time and letting it go with a ’pop!’.

When he sat up, and looked at Maxwell, he was surprised at how disheveled he looked. His hair was a little more messy, his cheeks and chest were tinged pink, and he was panting. His eyes were pools of a deep, hazy blue, and when he looked at Andrew, he seemed dazed.

"You can do that whenever you want. Just let me know. Fuck. I had no idea you could...do that." Maxwell wet his lips with his tongue, and with a chuckle, Andrew moved until he could kiss the stunned, pleasured man. Maxwell was surprisingly aggressive, given how he looked, and Andrew was distracted momentarily from his next task. With his quick, but bossy tongue in his mouth, Andrew sighed blissfully, enjoying his pheromones wrapping around him as the two kissed.

But, he had a mission, and as much as Maxwell had been a disheveled mess, he wanted more. So much more. Something deep within him wanted to make the man scream. He wanted him to think of only him. No one else could occupy his mind, especially while they were in bed.

And, there was a smaller, softer voice who wanted to treat him well. The two of them had basically solidified that they had feelings for each other today. Granted, it was in front of two other people, but it was a special day. Andrew wanted to make it memorable.

Pulling away from kissing Maxwell, he protested, wanting to continue their kiss. Andrew, pleased that the man was so responsive, gave him a quick peck before heading down his body again.

"Andrew, what are you-" It was clear to anyone that Maxwell liked being in control. Andrew didn’t hate that at all, but he did want to surprise him. So telling him where he was going wasn’t in the cards. The man was going to have to guess.

It was going to be an easy guess, since Andrew quickly bent his ass forward, tilting his lower body until his back was at an angle, his legs were in the air, and his asshole was in full display. Maxwell’s gasp filled Andrew’s engine, even as he was rolling up the blankets to give Maxwell some support while he ate his ass. Staring at the dripping, wet hole, Andrew watched as it puckered as fresh air hit it, and he swallowed.

"Uh, Andrew, you don’t have to-" Maxwell started, and Andrew met his gaze and licked his lips. He watched as the blush that normally only touched his ears spread across his whole face.

"I want to, Maxy. Are you going to deny me anything I want?" He wasn’t above begging, but he was surprised by the results. Maxwell’s face went even redder, and his mouth hung open slightly. It was with that expression that Andrew went down and licked Maxwell’s ass.

The gasp that was pulled out of Maxwell fueled, and motivated Andrew to continue. Maxwell was warm, and wet, and Andrew liked the resistance he put up. Hearing the man he had feelings for moan, groan, and wiggle in his arms as he held him in place...there was something inside of him that he hadn’t realised was there before. And it was hungry.

Reaching his hand up to wrap around Maxwell’s dick, Andrew continued to lick and suck and fuck him with his tongue, but in time with his hand. Maxwell was going crazy, and gushing over his tongue in response. It was a very rewarding task, even if Andrew was unbearably hard. Maxwell’s fingers dug into Andrew’s hair, and he knew, since he wasn’t doing anything with his grip, that it was more to hold onto something as Andrew ate him up.

"A-Andrew!" It wasn’t quite a scream, but Andrew would take it as more liquid poured out of Maxwell’s front and back. Andrew only pulled away when his body went lax, and he sat up, licking his lips, before he wiped his face with the back of his hand. Staring down at Maxwell, who had been so confident, so cocky, so sure, he found the man a puddle on the bed.

Maxwell was panting, his eyes glazed, and his lips looked even more swollen. His beautiful face was pink, and his nipples looked scrumptious. Not resisting his base desires, Andrew bent down, with Maxwell still angled with his ass up in the air, and sucked and bit the man’s nipples, and Maxwell ran his hand through his hair softly, delicately. Glancing up, he found Maxwell’s previously glazed expression soft, warm, and Andrew could have drowned in that blue gaze for the rest of his life.

"Did you like it?" Andrew asked, releasing one of his nipples. Maxwell’s expression shifted, and it took Andrew a moment to realise that it was embarrassment. He was embarrassed.

"No one’s done that before." He muttered, and Andrew felt his eyes go wide.

"What? But you deserve that!" Andrew was outraged that others hadn’t treated Maxwell the way he was supposed to be treated. Getting his ass eaten was his god given right, and he was suddenly filled with rage that others hadn’t fulfilled it for him. Maxwell tugged on his hair, forcing Andrew to meet his gaze. Maxwell licking his lips to speak distracted Andrew for only a moment from the words he was speaking.

"No, I just never let anyone do it. You just...bulldozed over it so quickly that I..." Andrew froze.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked, worried, and Maxwell tugged on his hair harder.

"If you had done something wrong, do you honestly think I would have cum that hard?" He demanded, and Andrew relaxed. He was just embarrassed by the act, but not by Andrew doing it. Thank everything holy. He could probably get away with doing it again at a later date, which made Andrew happy. He had been a little impatient today, so next time, he really wanted to take his time. Lick him gently, without touching his cock. Make the man cum from only his back. Hmm, maybe his nipples too.

Andrew swallowed.

Those kinds of thoughts weren’t what normally filled his mind. He was worried about what that meant for him. Was that the change in him? He wasn’t an unkind lover, he knew that, but he didn’t normally have such a detailed list of what he wanted to do to another in his mind.

Curious, and worried, Andrew frowned and Maxwell noticed the change in Andrew’s demeanor.

"Baby? What’s wrong?" Andrew glanced away from him, before meeting his gaze.

"I...I’m not used to where my brain goes when I’m in moments like this. I...this is going to sound strange but, I don’t normally think about what’s going to happen next. Like, what I want to do next to the other person. I usually go with the flow, but right now...I’m working through a list I made in my mind, and I’m planning what I’m going to do next time. That isn’t like me. Do you think that has anything to do with becoming an alpha?" Andrew asked, his heartbeat racing in his chest.

Maxwell seemed thoughtful, not concerned about how Andrew’s worries had changed in such an intimate moment. He hadn’t broken it, and instead, Maxwell was moved that he was sharing his thoughts and concerns with him, even in such a moment. Andrew hadn’t cum once, and Maxwell didn’t want to point out that it was a very alpha thing to do, to let his partner cum over and over and bottle everything else inside until they exploded. This little moment of vulnerability? This was all Andrew.

"Baby, I won’t lie and say that I can guarantee it’s one way or the other, but from my experience, it probably is. Are they bad things? Is that why you’re worried?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew swallowed. His cheeks flushed slightly, and Maxwell knew from that reaction, it must be stuff he wants to do to Maxwell. Andrew glanced away from him, before shyly meeting his gaze.

"It’s not anything bad. I think. Just...stuff I want to do to you later. I’m too wound up to do it today, but I was thinking about..." He trailed off, and with his cheeks pink, Andrew glanced down at the man below him. Maxwell forced himself up so that he could kiss the silly man.

"Andrew, you’re still you. I promise you. Whatever you’re worried about, it hasn’t come to pass. Now, put a condom on and fuck my brains out. I can’t stand the thought that you haven’t cum while I’ve cum twice." Maxwell ordered, and Andrew’s face broke with a smile that turned slightly wicked.

"If you’re trying to keep track, I think that’s going to be a bad plan. I plan to make you cum so many times you won’t remember. You’re working from home now, right?" Andrew’s grin made Maxwell’s hair stand on end. Andrew watched as Maxwell swallowed thickly, and Andrew felt a flood of damp heat against his skin.

"I-I am working from home now." He admitted, and Andrew grinned.

"Good. I can carry you anywhere you need to go tomorrow."

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