(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 45: A little liar (m)

Chapter 45: A little liar (m)

"So why did you want to lie down?" Andrew asked as they stepped into the bedroom. He was glancing around, curious about what Maxwell could need. He had a feeling that it had something to do with him, but if Maxwell wanted to relax, Andrew wasn’t opposed to it. He could put on some music, light a few candles, rub Maxwell’s feet while he soaked in a bubble bath.

Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.

Andrew opened his mouth to suggest it when Maxwell beat him to it.

"I was lying." Andrew froze.

"O-Oh?" Why would Max lie? There was no need to. Andrew grew more confused as he followed Maxwell into their room. Far enough in that when Maxwell turned, he wasn’t expecting it when he shoved him suddenly. Startled, he felt himself start to fall until his back hit the mattress. He was even more shocked when Maxwell crawled on top of him. "M-Max?" He stuttered, shocked, as Maxwell licked his lips.

"I’ve been having some very improper thoughts for the last little bit, and I was planning to come to the bathroom to jerk off so that I could calm myself. But since you’re here, why don’t we do something more fun?" Andrew swallowed and Maxwell laughed when he felt Andrew’s cock begin to swell. "Oh? You like the sound of that, huh? But I didn’t even tell you what I was thinking, Andy." He teased and Andrew trembled.

When Maxwell got like this, he knew he was in trouble. A horny Maxwell was a man on the loose. He wanted Andrew to do all kinds of things to him when he got like this. Not that Andrew minded, but he was worried that with his new body, and with how everyone had warned him that things were going to change, he knew it was going to happen.

It was why he had been so hesitant with Maxwell. He had no idea when it could happen.

"Yeah, but you’re on top of me, Max. Who in their right mind wouldn’t react?" Maxwell threw his head back and laughed, and Andrew had to swallow his saliva. Fuck the man was pretty. So sexy and cute and he was all Andrew’s. That blew his mind sometimes.

"For that, you deserve a treat." Asking for a kiss was on the tip of his tongue but he almost swallowed it as Maxwell slid down to his knees at the edge of the bed. Andrew sat up and Maxwell ran his hands up and down Andrew’s thighs. Andrew shuddered.

The soft sound of fabric moving, and Maxwell’s breaths filled the air and Andrew winced as Maxwell wrapped his hand around Andrew’s length. Maxwell’s soft breath fanned against Andrew’s cock, and he had to look away or he might embarrass himself.

"Andy." Maxwell’s sweet voice made him groan. He finally glanced down at the heavenly image before him. Maxwell sat on his knees between Andrew’s thighs, his smaller hand wrapped around Andrew’s cock as he held it only a few inches away from his mouth. His eyes were sparkling pools of blue, full of mischief and desire. Andrew’s cock jerked in his hand, and Maxwell let out a soft laugh. "So eager. Do you want to be in my mouth that much?" Andrew licked his lips, his breath coming faster and faster. He found himself nodding, and Maxwell’s smile in reply touched his eyes before he bent forward and licked the tip of Andrew’s cock.

Andrew threw his head back, groaning as the smaller man began to take him into his mouth. Andrew’s hand hesitated for only a moment before he buried his hand into Maxwell’s hair, needing something to hold onto as that little tongue worked magic on him. He was so hot and wet, and the suction felt heavenly. No one knew him the way that Maxwell did.

It felt so fucking good when he sucked his dick. He could already feel that he was close. Maxwell chuckled, withdrawing Andrew’s cock from his warm mouth to trace his tongue around the tip. Andrew shuddered at the look in his eyes. The smugness, the desire. Maxwell was a god of lust. A demon, an incubi from his wettest dream.

"I want you to shoot your load all over my face. Can you do that, Baby? Can you cover me in your cum?" Andrew nodded, entranced by the sweet way Maxwell spoke. His grip tightened in Maxwell’s hair as Maxwell laughed, his tongue running the length of Andrew’s cock. Maxwell didn’t break eye contact with Andrew, keeping his gaze on him as he sucked, licked, and nibbled slightly on Andrew’s cock. Andrew nearly choked when Maxwell nibbled slightly with his front teeth, surprising him. Maxwell’s smile as Andrew lost his breath almost sent Andrew over the edge.

"Max, I’m close." Andrew warned, and received a warm, happy grin.

"Come on Baby. Cum all over me." With a groan, Andrew came. He watched in awe as his cum painted Maxwell’s pretty face, even getting in his hair. Maxwell, however, seemed pleased. He reached up, running his finger through a particularly thick jet and put it into his mouth. Andrew groaned at the image.

"Come here." Andrew begged, and slowly getting to his feet, Maxwell slid into Andrew’s lap, wrapping his arms around his neck to kiss him slowly, deeply, tangling their tongues together in a slow dance that had Andrew gripping onto his waist tightly, wanting to be inside him. It didn’t help that Maxwell was rocking his ass against Andrew’s already semi-hard cock.

"Shall we go clean up, big boy?" Maxwell whispered against his lips.

"Do we have more condoms?" Andrew asked, always concerned, always worried. Maxwell chuckled.

"I made sure they stashed them all over the house. Don’t worry, I won’t make you cum in me yet." Andrew shuddered. That was a dangerous promise.

"Max, that’s-"

"Hush, Baby. It’s not any time soon. I know you’ll be potent. It would probably only take us one time, even without a knot. But who says we can’t practise, hmm?" Andrew felt himself grow so hard it felt like his pulse was only in his cock.

"Fuck, Max. You don’t need to try to rile me up." Andrew muttered through gritted teeth, and Maxwell laughed. He pressed a kiss against his cheek, before moving down to his neck. Andrew exhaled shakily as the man kissed and nibbled on his neck.

"But you turn such pretty colours when I do so. Now carry me to the bathroom. I want to ride you on the bench in the shower." Shuddering, Andrew couldn’t have stopped his body from moving even if he had been shot.

Getting up, he lowered his hands until they had a firm grip on Maxwell’s ass and headed for the bathroom. Shivering as Maxwell continued his assault on Andrew’s neck.

"I can’t wait to get you out of these clothes." Andrew muttered quietly to himself, but of course Maxwell could hear it.

"Oh? Do you like me naked?" Andrew nodded, but hesitated for a second.

"I also...like undressing you from your work outfits." He admitted and that seemed to surprise Maxwell.

"Oh?" He said, and Andrew nodded.

"You look so sexy in a suit, so when I’m the one undressing you it feels...I just like it." He mumbled, and for that got a deep, delicious tongue kiss from the man he carried. He groaned, resting Maxwell on the edge of the sink so he could chase that teasing tongue, those smiling lips without worry of running into anything. Maxwell pulled away, squeezing Andrew with the legs he’d wrapped around Andrew’s waist.

"Well undress me quickly so that I can feel your thick, big cock inside of me. God, I’m so wet already, I can’t wait." Taking one of Andrew’s hands in his, he lowered it until Andrew could feel just how damn Maxwell was. He shuddered, closing his eyes in bliss at the way Maxwell openly showed Andrew his attraction to him.

"Fuck, okay. Let me put you down for a sec." Maxwell let him, and Andrew began to undress Maxwell with slow, but methodical hands. He’d stop every once in a while to stare at Maxwell’s body, but then he’d continue until the man was naked before him, his own hard cock bobbing with need. Andrew felt the drool pool in his mouth, but knew better.

Maxwell wanted him to fill him up, he didn’t want Andrew to suck him off. Even if Andrew really wanted to. God, how was it possible for a person to be so perfect?

Andrew watched as Maxwell’s face flushed.

"Andrew, you said that out loud." For once, Andrew wasn’t embarrassed, and reaching up, he yanked his own shirt off of his body, tossing it to the side and Maxwell’s eyes went wide. Andrew quickly kicked off his pants, and approached Maxwell with quiet determination.

"Well, I’m not sorry. I meant it. You’re so perfect Max. Built like absolute sin. God, I want to meet the god who decided you should exist and thank them endlessly." Maxwell’s face heated more. He was clearly not used to such sincerity, and Andrew didn’t care. He was never going to stop being like this.

He wrapped his arms around Maxwell, pulling the two close in a hug. Andrew just stood, pressed against his boyfriend and inhaled his scent. Gods, he was perfect.

"Now, where are the condoms, Maxy?"