(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 44: A wandering mind while your man’s in school

Chapter 44: A wandering mind while your man’s in school

Maxwell ignored Andrew since it wasn’t good for his heart when the man started flirting with him like that, and instead forced the man to focus on the task ahead. Andrew chuckled when Maxwell pushed his face away from his, and Dr. Smith actively avoided looking at them. He was appreciative of how professional the man was, even when he was teasing Maxwell or Andrew.

Dr. Smith continued explaining basic principles to Andrew, and Maxwell watched him. He still looked pale, and his eyes seemed a little bloodshot, but he seemed okay. He was fine now.

When Maxwell had arrived at the gym...his heart stopped. Andrew had been motionless, lying on the ground while the security stood around him, protecting him from everyone else’s pheromones. The people in the gym had been in shock, and Maxwell had to send the guards away to make sure no one called 911 unless it was necessary. After all, they only assumed that Maxwell’s pheromones would help him.

Thank god they were right.

All of the blustering, denying, and protecting of himself felt worthless when Maxwell had come face to face with the chance that Andrew wouldn’t be in his life anymore. It wasn’t something he’d even faced when he had been kidnapped. Because at that point, Andrew had to still be alive, Maxwell wouldn’t have accepted any other outcome. But this?

Seeing the lively, handsome, jovial man who had made him breakfast, kissed him senseless, brought him snacks just to check on him throughout the day, made the house he had been living in for almost a year feel like a home still, lifeless? Maxwell had felt something crack inside of him.

He had a feeling he knew what it was, but he wasn’t going to address it until it became a problem. For now, he was going to make sure that Andrew got the treatment he needed. The treatment that would keep him alive and by his side.

Even if he had a suspicious feeling that Andrew was...that Andrew would never...

No. It was far too soon to be thinking those thoughts. As much as they had known each other for almost 9 months at this point, they had only been involved romantically for two and a half weeks. Maxwell would have liked to say three, but Andrew was slow, so Maxwell couldn’t count their first time together as the forming of their relationship.

Maxwell exhaled a little harder through his nose and Andrew glanced at him, but continued listening to Michael when it wasn’t anything serious. It was hilarious to Maxwell that he was having these thoughts, since he was the king of going on first dates to ruin them. If Andrew knew his history, and what he was famous for in the tabloids, he was sure he’d either laugh, or become upset. It was one of the reasons he hoped he never found out.

Not that he wanted to keep his past from him. After all, if he tried to hide it, it would only come back with a vengeance, but he just wanted to wait until he was sure Andrew was his.

Andrew still had the ability to get away from him.

He wanted Andrew infatuated with him. The same way he was with this man. He had no idea what it was, but ever since he’d met Andrew he’d felt a compelling attraction to the man. So he’d asked him to help him out when that damn awful alpha had been harassing him, thinking nothing would come of it.

Now look at where they were?

Maxwell had gotten his wish. He’d gotten to ride the Andrew train, and he was in heaven every time. Andrew was a dutiful lover, something that Maxwell had maybe suspected, but hadn’t had in his previous...hook ups. Relationships were new to Maxwell, but clearly weren’t to Andrew. Maxwell knew if he didn’t check himself, his jealousy could run rampant and hurt the precious thing he was cultivating with Andrew, so he was doing his best to keep it in check.

Even if the thought of anyone else seeing Andrew as a mess made Maxwell want to shoot things.

The soft way he whimpered when Maxwell squeezed him while he was inside? The way his grip tightened on Maxwell’s waist when he got close? Fuck, just thinking someone else had felt that, seen that made Maxwell want to-

Maxwell cleared his throat, clenching and unclenching his free hand with the two men stared at him. Maxwell smiled softly, but Andrew, as if sensing something even if Maxwell didn’t say anything, leaned in and pressed a kiss against his cheek. Maxwell softened instantly.

He would be the first to admit it, Andrew had a way with him. He had a feeling if he was in one of his flying rages, Andrew would be the only one able to calm him down.

Maxwell felt his mind wander, and found that he was needing some assurance from Andrew that he was alright. The kind of assurance? Well, it involved a lot of kissing, maybe some cuddles, and riding Andrew until the man was a sobbing mess. Maxwell liked that there was a slight personality change when Andrew was in a rut, but he also liked the regular Andrew as well.

Regular Andrew let Maxwell do whatever he wanted. Within reason. This was the same Andrew who wanted to worship the ground that Maxwell walked on, and so even if he let Maxwell ride him most of the time, sometimes he wanted to make slow, embarrassing love to Maxwell. When Andrew was like that, and Maxwell felt every inch of him sliding in and out of him with focus and dedication, it shattered something deep inside of him and reformed him.

He had no idea why something so simple as two people sharing skin and sweat could change someone on a fundamental level, but he found it happening everything he slept with Andrew. He knew that Andrew would call it love-making. He seemed like that kind of guy. Maxwell chuckled at the thought of how distraught Andrew would be if he knew Maxwell didn’t call every act they did something ridiculous, or gave it a special name.

Honestly, Maxwell wondered if Andrew was the kind of person who celebrated being together for a month. He was kind of interested to see if he was. Or what he would do. Would he get a cake? Or would he do something even sillier? Maxwell was hoping for whip cream and a sticky note on Andrew’s body saying he was the cake and Maxwell could have a bite.

Would Andrew like something like that in return? Maxwell couldn’t see himself in any of the...normal outfits people normally wore. A bunny? He’d never. Maybe a cat, but even then, it didn’t feel like it suited him. What did people normally do for that kind of dressing up anyways?

He hadn’t done anything like that with the people he’d hooked up with in the past. They were mostly used to scratch an itch. This was his first time thinking this way. Thinking that he wanted to do something for his partner.

His fingers itched, and he wanted to research outfits that he thought he could wear, but he didn’t want to interrupt the two of them. Plus, his train of thought didn’t seem to match with the energy that Andrew and Dr. Smith were projecting. Both seemed solemn, serious, while Maxwell was over here thinking about what sexual outfit he could wear to seduce his new partner.

Did it make him feel a little guilty? Yes.

Was he going to let that bother him? No.

In the grand scheme of everything, it would benefit Andrew in the long run. Andrew would get to see Maxwell in an outfit, and Maxwell would be able to feel his long, thick cock in his ass. A win-win situation, one could say.

"Max, you’re twitching. Is something wrong? Do you need to get back to work?" Maxwell blinked slowly, trying not to appear shocked as Andrew spoke to him. He’d really let his mind wander, especially if he was thinking of Andrew on top of him with that serious, I’m-about-to-cum expression on his face. Was his heat coming up soon? Or had it been a long time since they’d gone the whole way?

Fuck, he couldn’t believe he was this horny for another. He hadn’t been like this since when he first manifested as an omega and he’d hit his late teens. That was when Maxwell went on a tear through any man available to him.

"No, it’s nothing like that. Am I bothering you?" Andrew winced.

"I wouldn’t say bother, but...you are distracting me. Is everything alright? You’re usually...calmer." If he was getting questions like this from Andrew, then Maxwell should go check his schedule and make sure he was alright. Sighing, he got to his feet, giving Andrew’s hand a squeeze.

"It’s not work related, but my mind is wandering. I might go lie down for a few minutes." Maxwell told him, and he wasn’t lying completely. He was going to go to the bedroom. What he did there was none of their concern. Andrew should be focusing on learning about his body, and not in the same way Maxwell wanted to.

Andrew’s face fell as he stared up at him.

"Are you sure? Do you want me to come with you? We have been talking for quite a while, and I feel like I’m reaching the threshold of what my mind can handle right now." Andrew gave his hand a squeeze and swallowed. "I just...I don’t want to be away from you right now." Maxwell melted, and glancing at Dr. Smith, he shook his head. Dr. Smith smiled, and began packing up.

"Well, it would be pointless for me to continue then. Andrew, I’ll be checking in on you every day now. If you ignore me, I have permission from both Mr. Beckett’s to storm the house." That was new information to him, but it was a good sign. It meant Maxwell’s father had approved of Andrew on some level.

"Alright. Please send me or my assistant a text before you do so. It would be embarrassing for Andrew if you caught us in a compromising situation." Andrew’s face went red while Dr. Smith laughed.

"Of course. I’ll message both of you." Dr. Smith waved as Andrew got to his feet, and with great hesitation, hugged the other man. Dr. Smith seemed surprised by the action, before he relaxed and hugged the man back. "Take care of yourself, and Mr. Beckett, alright Andy? He really cares about you." He gave Andrew a pointed look and Andrew flushed, before he nodded.

Patting the man on the shoulder, Dr. Smith left and Maxwell took Andrew’s hand. Andrew didn’t hesitate to follow Maxwell into the bedroom, and Maxwell felt a smile touch his lips for what felt like the first time all day.

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