(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 84: An omega seduction (m)

Chapter 84: An omega seduction (m)

Maxwell smirked as Andrew stared up at him, his expression tense and his eyes narrowed.

Chuckling, Maxwell pressed his lips against Andrew’s and kissed him slowly, deeply, with teeth and tongues and heard something else break in the car. Maxwell’s laugh filled the kiss as Andrew’s head spun. Maxwell hadn’t cum once yet, and with the way he was twisting and squeezing Andrew, Andrew felt like he could cum again.

It was a concerning feeling, since Andrew wanted the two of them to share these intimate moments together. He wanted Maxwell to cum an equal amount as Andrew. Hopefully more, if he was playing his cards right. But Maxwell? Maxwell liked to be in control.

Andrew moaned into Maxwell’s mouth as he began to move his hips, twisting so that he was slowly pulling back before thrusting Andrew back into him slowly, methodically while gripping him tightly. Fuck.

Maxwell swallowed every noise Andrew made, his tongue playing a completely different game with Andrew as his thrusts kept an even pace. Andrew felt branded, Maxwell’s pheromones and intoxicating medley around him. Every breath was filled with them, and Andrew felt like he was the hardest he’d ever been outside of his first rut.

Breathing felt hard, heavy, and dangerous the longer that Maxwell slowly took every last inch of Andrew in, over and over. Andrew’s fingers crunched on the driver’s seat that he’d crushed under his hands, and Maxwell ground his hips against his crotch where he’d taken him in the whole way. Andrew shook underneath him, and Maxwell’s eyes creased in pleasure.

"You are so easy to tease." Maxwell said, and Andrew swallowed as Maxwell pressed his lips against his cheeks and throat.

"Th-That’s not fair. This is a punishment. I’m trying to behave." Maxwell chuckled.

"Are you trying to be good because you like the reward?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew wasn’t sure if he should answer honestly.

When he hesitated, Maxwell paused, giving Andrew a hard look. "Andrew?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew looked away from him, swallowing.

"I-I do like the reward, don’t get me wrong, but I also know...that I upset you with some of my comments today." Andrew admitted, and Maxwell sighed. He rested on one hand, pushing his hair out of his face as he stared down at Andrew.

"You’re an idiot." He muttered, and Andrew felt genuinely hurt by his words. "I was shocked, but not hurt. This is more about...I want you to..." Maxwell’s ears turned a vibrant shade of pink, and Andrew stared at him.

"You want me to what?" Andrew asked softly, knowing that Maxwell was a confident man, but everyone had their own insecurities. Maxwell’s blush spread to his cheeks and Andrew wondered what the hell he really wanted.

"I want you to mark me. I want you to never forget that you belong to me, and I want everyone to know it. People thought that we were getting a pregnancy test for you and Amir for Pete’s sake. I also know we’re too...too new for me to be feeling this way." Maxwell muttered and Andrew did his best not to wince when Maxwell clenched around him. He knew it wasn’t intentional this time, Maxwell was just anxious talking about this.

"Well, we are new." Andrew started, and Maxwell’s eyes glanced towards him before darting away. "But it isn’t as if I don’t feel the same way sometimes. You’re the most attractive man I’ve ever seen in my life, Max, so of course I’m going to worry that someone else is going to try and take you away, or hurt you. I also know that people thought Amir was with me, but that doesn’t mean I agree with it. I hate that people thought that I was some no good alpha who made two omegas go to the pharmacy to get pregnancy tests." Maxwell sighed, turning to stare at Andrew.

"You aren’t like them." Maxwell insisted, and Andrew gave him a cruel smile.

"Am I not? Max, I have the potential to be." Maxwell frowned.

"And you also have the potential to be just as dedicated to your partner like Kim is too. Why do you think you won’t? Or are you afraid of your feelings?" Maxwell asked softly, and Andrew froze. They were getting close to a dangerous topic, and Andrew had a feeling that he shouldn’t answer this question lightly.

"I...I am." Andrew admitted. "I am scared of how deeply I feel for you. This...this is beyond everything I’ve ever felt before, and I’m worried that the more I fall in love with you, the more I’m going to become less like myself. I’ve never been super possessive before, but I can feel myself slipping into that person when we’re in public." Maxwell looked away from him, hiding his facial expression from Andrew. Worried, Andrew wanted to force him to show him his expression, but had a feeling that wouldn’t be the right move to make.

"Andrew, it’s normal to be possessive and afraid." Maxwell laughed, and it sounded forced. "How many damn relationships have you been in where you didn’t feel that way?" He asked and Andrew swallowed. He wasn’t sure that answering that was a smart idea given how tightly Maxwell was already squeezing him.

"I...Quite a few." Andrew said softly. Maxwell laughed.

"And I’m the first one you’ve felt possessive of?" Maxwell asked quickly. Andrew nodded.

"But, I’m worried that’s related-"

"Having pheromones don’t change who you are as a person, Andrew. Am I, or am I not the first person you’ve felt possessive of?" Maxwell asked, a hint of warning to his tone. Andrew swallowed.

"Y-You are. You’re the first person I’ve dated that I don’t think I can be without." Andrew admitted, and Maxwell laughed again. Andrew was growing worried, since his laughter held a slight note of insanity.

"Good. I’ll take that." Maxwell muttered, before moving and smothering Andrew’s mouth with his own. Where Maxwell had been sweet, slow and seductive before, now he was a force to be reckoned with.

Andrew had no idea what Maxwell had been searching for with his questions, but he was glad that whatever answer he gave was the right one. He knew that if he had answered incorrectly, Maxwell would have probably crawled off of him and asked to go home.

Andrew hated when Maxwell got cold like that. At least, when it came to him. It was hot when he got that way with others, but not with him.

"M-Max, are you-" Maxwell covered Andrew’s mouth as he set a brutal pace, riding Andrew hard and fast. Andrew groaned around his hand.

"Don’t speak anymore. I’m done talking." Maxwell ground out, his own breath coming in fast bursts. "Now, I just want to ride you until I’m done." Maxwell told him, and Andrew nodded.

They’d have time to talk about this later. For now, he should focus on the task at hand.

Maxwell covered Andrew’s mouth with his own again, his lips and tongue warm and defiant as they kissed him. Andrew, given that he couldn’t do anything else, focused all of his attention on seducing Maxwell through his kiss. He bit, licked, sucked everything he could that he knew would spur Maxwell on.

At one point, Maxwell’s thrusts slowed, before he regained his composure. Andrew was proud of himself, and he was lasting a lot longer because he’d already cum. But his cum had made Maxwell even wetter, and the squelching sound of each thrust filled the small interior of the car. Melding into the paintings breaths of the two lovers interlocked.

"Fuck, Andrew you feel so good." Maxwell pulled away from Andrew’s lips, pressing a kiss against Andrew’s throat. "Fuck. I think I’m going to cum." Maxwell groaned, and Andrew felt his own pheromones spike.

"Do it. Cum. Fuck, I want you to cum so bad." Andrew begged, and Maxwell shivered.

"Yeah?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew nodded. "And do you want to cum too?" Andrew felt his cock swell, twitching inside of Maxwell. Maxwell laughed at the obvious reaction that he could feel. "You can cum after I cum." Maxwell promised, pressing a kiss against Andrew’s jaw. Andrew nodded, intoxicated by the demon riding his cock.

Maxwell’s face hardened, and he closed his eyes, pleasure suffusing into his expression as he rode Andrew hard and fast. This wasn’t a seduction, this was Maxwell taking his own pleasure from Andrew’s cock.

For Andrew, it was a seduction. Watching Maxwell twitch and moan as he slammed his hips down over and over on Andrew’s cock had him restless. He wanted to hold onto him, but knew that he would get in trouble if he did.

Fingers tight against the broken fabric, plastic, and metal, Andrew held on for dear life as Maxwell jerked, gasping as he hit the spot deeper inside of him that made him see stars. Andrew grit his teeth, tears filling his eyes as he resisted thrusting up and into the warm, wet chasm that was Maxwell’s ass. Fuck, it felt so good each time Maxwell swallowed him.

"Max. Max. Cum. Cover me." Andrew was begging, so close to the edge that he was worried he wasn’t going to make it by Maxwell’s orders. Maxwell’s tie was swinging in the air, slapping against his chest and Andrew watched it over and over, a moan pulled from his lips.

Maxwell wasn’t fairing much better. His grip on Andrew’s chest was feather-light, his legs shaking even as he continued to thrust himself down on Andrew over and over. Andrew knew the moment Maxwell was about to cum, as his mouth flew open into an ’o’ and he shuddered.

Andrew watched as his cock jerked, twitched, and Andrew’s lower stomach was hit with a warm splat. He shivered, staring up into Maxwell’s dazed expression before something snapped in him.

Reaching up, Andrew gripped onto Maxwell’s thighs with his hands. Maxwell’s eyes went wide before Andrew slammed his cock hard, deep, and fast into his twitching hole. Maxwell let out a choked gasp as Andrew slammed himself inside of him over and over until he grunted, his throat in stark relief as he came, filling Maxwell with his seed.

"So fucking tight. You feel so fucking good." Andrew groaned, his hips jerking into Maxwell, twitching as Maxwell let out soft gasps of shock. More cum painted his stomach, but Andrew didn’t mind. He was pretty sure if Maxwell had squirted on him like they did in porn, he wouldn’t have minded.

It probably would have been incredibly hot to him.

"Y-You weren’t supposed to move." Maxwell protested, and Andrew sat up. He pressed a kiss against Maxwell’s throat, and felt Maxwell gush around him.

"Mmm, I think I’ve been patient enough. Now I want to take my fill of my Maxy. Are you upset? I held on without touching you for quite some time I think." Andrew said, his lips against Maxwell’s skin as he inhaled. "Now I want to please you. Please Maxy? Can I do that? I want to make you cum so much you have a hard time walking." Andrew whispered seductively against his throat, and Maxwell shivered, running his hands down Andrew’s back and up towards his hair.

"You haven’t been punished enough." Maxwell murmured in protest, and Andrew chuckled.

"I don’t think the car can handle it if you punish me more." Maxwell blinked, surprise flitting across his expression before he glanced down. He stared down at the torn, damaged driver’s seat before laughter bubbled out of him.

"You did this? How did I not notice?" He asked, his voice full of laughter and Andrew chuckled.

"You’re full of my cock. I don’t want you to pay attention to that. Only pay attention to me." Andrew’s lips pressed feather soft kisses against Maxwell’s throat, cheeks, jaw, forehead. He was kissing anything he had access to. "And that’s what I want you to do. If something else is going on, I want you to only pay attention to me. Like this." Andrew murmured his possessive words quietly, and was rewarded when Maxwell’s fingers tightened in his hair, yanking his head back to devour his lips.

"I fucking love when you get possessive. Do it more."

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