(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 82: The carrot and the stick (suggestive)

Chapter 82: The carrot and the stick (suggestive)

"M-Max?" Andrew stuttered as Maxwell turned and began to crawl into Andrew’s lap.

"Lie down, Andrew." Maxwell ordered, and Andrew did as he was told. Lying on his back, Andrew stared up at the man who had climbed on top of him, his heart racing in his chest.

Maxwell stared down at him, every inch the haughty and full of himself rich kid that he was. And then he smiled.

Leaning closer, Maxwell began to pull at Andrew’s clothes, quickly undoing buttons with deft hands while Andrew lay motionless below him.

"You are too hot for your own damn good." Maxwell muttered, and Andrew felt his eyes go wide. "Do you have any idea how many people were checking you out while we were at the company? When I had you in my hands? Oo, I’m fucking livid. I want to mark you as mine, tell the whole world you are mine, but I can’t. Omegas can’t mark alphas." Maxwell growled, upset. "So, I’m going to settle for the next best thing. I’m going to take every inch of you in, squeeze you, mold you, until you can’t think of being anywhere else but inside of me. You’re dick is going to be craving my tight little asshole until the end of time, and I’m going to make sure of it."

Andrew lost his ability to breathe as he met Maxwell’s hot, heated gaze. When Maxwell licked his lips, Andrew thought he was going to cum.

"I-In the car?" Andrew stuttered, and Maxwell laughed.

"Don’t tell me that Mister, I’m-not-infertile doesn’t know what a hookup spot is." Andrew winced. He was never going to live that down.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-" Maxwell covered his mouth with his hand, leaning in close until their noses almost touched.

"Shut the fuck up, Baby." Maxwell sang sweetly. Andrew shivered. "I don’t give a fuck what bitch you almost got pregnant. As long as you know there will be no other bitches besides me." Andrew nodded aggressively, agreeing with everything Maxwell was saying. Maxwell’s responding grin was almost malicious. "So, since we’ve found that out, and you were such a good boy for today, I’m going to give you the carrot and the stick." Maxwell leaned back, resting his back against the steering wheel as he stared down at Andrew.

Slowly, he began to unbuckle his belt, pulling the loop free before going for the button at the top of his pants.

"What are you planning?" Andrew asked, his eyes focused on Maxwell’s deft fingers. Andrew wasn’t even aware that his jacket and shirt were splayed open and Maxwell had a full view of Andrew’s chest, and how quickly it was rising and falling.

Maxwell’s chuckle filled the air and wrapped around Andrew like a siren’s call. Andrew could already tell that he was out of control, but Maxwell wasn’t any better. Both of their pheromones filled the car, and Andrew begged that no one else was going to drive this after them.

"I am going to ride you bareback, Baby, and you’re going to fill me up with your cum." Andrew nearly choked.

"W-What? We were just at a pharmacy. We could have-" Maxwell pressed a single finger against Andrew’s lips, a smirk playing on his own.

"You’re a true alpha sweetheart, they don’t carry your brand." Andrew could feel panic rising up inside of him.

"Max, we already discussed-"

"Sh. I know. It isn’t the right time, and I know that too. I just want to feel you cum inside me completely, and I’ll make sure to take the pill after. I’ve been doing it every time we have sex just in case too. We’ll be doing everything safe. I promise. I just want to feel you completely." Andrew shuddered, and finally raised his hands to clasp onto Maxwell’s thighs.

"But we don’t have anything to clean you up with after." Andrew whispered, and Maxwell’s grin turned dirty.

"Andy Baby, that’s supposed to be half of the fun. I want to feel like a dirty little slut as we drive home. Full of your cum, it dripping out of me. Oh god, I’m so excited to see how much you fill me up. The condoms are always a little heavier." Andrew felt his head getting dizzy from Maxwell’s words.

"M-Max, I don’t know-" Maxwell leaned in, pressing a kiss against Andrew’s lips. He moved to his cheek, before he leaned in and bit down on Andrew’s earlobe with his teeth.

"Come on Baby. I know you want to. You’re practically about to wet yourself. Are you going to waste all that cum when it could be inside of me?" Maxwell’s sweet voice was winning Andrew over, and his throat worked as he gulped.

"You aren’t...you mean it you’ll be safe?" Andrew insisted, and Maxwell nodded, pressing his lips against Andrew’s neck. Andrew sucked in at the sharp hint of pain as Maxwell sucked a tiny spot until he’d made a hickey.

"We’ll be so safe. Even with how fertile you are, I won’t get pregnant. I want to enjoy you some more alone." Finally fully seduced, Andrew nodded, looking up at the god above him reverently.

"God you are gorgeous." Andrew whispered, and a surprised, but pleased smile crossed Maxwell’s face. Maxwell shifted slightly as he pulled down his pants and underwear enough that his cock was free, and his ass was bare.

"Thank you Baby. You’re not half bad yourself." Maxwell teased, his blue eyes light, full of life and mischief. Andrew had a feeling he would always fold to Maxwell’s demands. He was a goner in the truest sense.

Andrew chuckled, but lost all sense of humour when Maxwell licked his fingers and dropped them to his ass. Maxwell closed his eyes, groaning as he slowly fingered himself in preparation to take Andrew inside of him. Andrew gulped.

"Can I...help?" Andrew asked, softly, and Maxwell shook his head, his mouth open as he hit the spot he liked. His eyes opened, and the way he looked at Andrew had Andrew straining against his pants.

"This is the punishment part. You are to lie there and be my cock that I’m going to ride. You cum when I tell you to. You do not thrust up, you do not get to help, you just get to lie there and enjoy. The stick, and then you get the carrot." Maxwell’s words ended on a soft, gasp that had the man rolling his hips on his hand. Andrew gripped onto the edge of the seat for dear life.

He was really going to punish Andrew in every sense.

"Max..." Andrew whined, and Maxwell licked his lips, shaking his head as his fingers continued to move. Andrew didn’t even have a good view of what he was doing, and that was also driving him insane. "Can you...take off your pants? I want to see. Can I see?" Andrew begged, and Maxwell let out a soft laugh.

"No." Andrew grumbled at his firm words, and Maxwell bent down, pressing a kiss against his lips. "Don’t pout. Soon you’ll be filling me to the brim. Do you want to guess how far inside you’ll be?" Maxwell grabbed Andrew’s hand with his free one and placed it against his flat stomach. He inched their joined hands dangerously close to Maxwell’s cock. "Will it reach here?" He whispered. "Or...." He raised his hand closer to his belly button. "All the way up here?" Maxwell asked. Andrew moaned.

"Fuck. You’re going to kill me." Andrew protested, and Maxwell’s grin was beautiful. Andrew thought the man couldn’t get any more beautiful than when he was teasing him.

"Hm? We can’t have that. You aren’t allowed to die, Baby." Maxwell teased, and pulled his fingers out of his ass. He raised the dripping fingers, spreading them wide for Andrew to see the lubricant between them. "Look at how wet I am. Do you think I’m ready to take you?" Andrew didn’t think so, but he was also desperate to feel Maxwell. Andrew swallowed as Maxwell’s eyes narrowed.

Slowly, with great concentration, Maxwell moved his fingers towards Andrew’s mouth. Andrew, without hesitation, opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around the fingers. He licked them clean, watching as colour rose on Maxwell’s cheeks in that cute way that it did.

"What a hungry man." Maxwell whispered, before his gaze roamed Andrew’s exposed body. Andrew flexed, showing off his body to Maxwell. If the man liked it, he would do anything. Maxwell gulped, staring down at the hard abs below him. "I want to rub my cock against these. You’d look so handsome covered in my cum." Andrew trembled. Maxwell’s fingers touched each flexed ab, causing Andrew to shake with each touch. Maxwell gave him a wicked grin in response. "They look perfect. I bet if I put a bit of lube here, I’d just glide easily. They feel so firm and warm." Maxwell teased.

Each word out of Maxwell’s mouth sounded like sin.

Andrew didn’t mind being a sinner if it was Maxwell leading him down to hell.