(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 234: Just to get the edge off (m)

Andrew was in a rush. He was in a rush to pleasure Maxwell, to hear him moaning, to feel him wrapped around his cock, his warmth squeezing him tightly, twitching as he found his own pleasure. Andrew also wanted to drown in his pheromones, his scent, and the way his skin felt under his lips.

"A-Andy. Why aren’t you moving lower?" Maxwell’s voice was raspy, and a little grumpy. Andrew chuckled.

He’d remained just above his underwear line, his lips kissing and teasing his belly button, his stomach, his waist. He’d been focused, intentionally working Maxwell up until he couldn’t take it anymore. He wasn’t quite there yet, but from his tone, Andrew could tell he was getting close.

He smiled against the skin against his lips, pressing another kiss there.

"Lower? You want me to go lower?" Andrew asked, glancing up at Maxwell. A shiver went down his spine. Maxwell’s gaze was hot, his ears and face flushed, and he was holding onto Andrew’s shoulders with his fingers, digging into his bare flesh. He licked his lips as soon as Andrew made eye contact, and Andrew grinned against the skin of his stomach.

"Andy, don’t you want to taste my cock? I’m so fucking hard for you right now. Please? I hurt." Maxwell, begging for even a moment was hot. Andrew closed his eyes, groaning as he pressed more kisses against the skin below him, but he also began to move. He couldn’t deny the man when he asked so sweetly.

He’d been taking his time before, but now he was full steam ahead. Maxwell found himself undressed completely, his legs splayed completely open for Andrew’s gaze, and Andrew staring at him hungrily.

"A-Andy? Do we have to do this on the couch?" Maxwell asked carefully and Andrew chuckled. He bent, leaving a trail of kisses down Maxwell’s left leg as he made his way closer to the center of his desires.

"Maxy, are you embarrassed? You shouldn’t be. Just relax. I promise you’ll have a good time." Andrew told him and glanced at Maxwell. He wasn’t able to hold onto Andrew at the moment, so instead his hands were sprawled out, gripping onto the back of the couch cushion next to him, and the other was holding onto the armrest above his head. He looked so fucking sexy. Andrew wanted to take his cock out and cover him in his cum, but he also didn’t want to get the couch dirty.

Maxwell, noticing that Andrew had a fleeting thought, narrowed his gaze.

"What were you just thinking?" He demanded, wetting his lips and Andrew sunk his teeth into the thigh in his hand. Maxwell tossed his head back, gasping as Andrew kissed it better.

"Mind your manners. I plan to make sure you cum twice, if not thrice the amount that I do." Maxwell shivered.

"So, we’re talking like, three, four times?" Maxwell asked, only half joking. Andrew watched as Maxwell froze. Andrew was now at his pretty cock, and knew that the way it was twitching and begging for attention was because he was there. Maxwell’s soft little whimper really drove him crazy.

"Maxy, did you not already learn your lesson earlier? Are you sure you want to poke me more right now? I’m not going to let you tie me up today." Andrew warned and Maxwell let out a shaky exhale. Andrew watched as his cock bounced. He apparently really liked the way Andrew was behaving right now. Good.

It would be one of the worst things imaginable if he hated it.

"I-I was just curious, okay? You said we’d have to call into work tomorrow, so I-" Andrew’s gaze that slid to him had Maxwell shutting his mouth, and a shiver running through his whole body.

"It’s okay to be nervous." Andrew said, pressing his lips dangerously close to the other man’s cock. Andrew grinned as Maxwell’s hips jerked. He wanted to thrust into his mouth, and Andrew loved that idea. Just not yet. "It has been a while since we’ve done it. I’m not saying we’re going to get up to everything you wanted to do during your heat," Maxwell’s face went blank, before he began to turn a little pale, finally realising that Andrew was completely serious and that he was in danger of being unable to walk tomorrow. "But I have some things that I just haven’t been able to forget, and I want to do them again." Maxwell was about to open his mouth to protest when Andrew bent, opening his mouth and stuck his tongue out.

He ran his tongue the full length of Maxwell’s cock, from base to tip, before he gave a soft, gentle kiss to the head and dropped his head, taking his length into his mouth. Maxwell’s hips jerked on instinct, and he let out a moan that had almost every hair on Andrew’s body standing up. Maxwell’s movements were jerky, twitching, and Andrew smiled around the cock in his mouth before he began to set a brutal pace.

This was just to get the edge off. He was going to have his fun savouring him all night. He just wanted to get a little taste for now. Maxwell’s voice filled the air as Andrew continued to suck his cock like it was his favourite treat, bobbing his head up and down, rubbing his tongue on the underside of his cock.

At one point he was just teasing the head of his cock, something he knew that Maxwell liked and the man was a mess.

"Andy, baby, please. This is a lot. I’m gonna-" Andrew took that as his cue, and swallowed him again. He sped up, his mouth a little tired as he kept his suction up, his teeth covered and Maxwell began to thrust into his mouth. Andrew loved that he was losing control. He loved that he was making him lose control.

Maxwell’s sweet pheromones wrapped around his nose, the warning he didn’t realise he had before Maxwell let out a shaky gasp, and his seed painted the back of his mouth and throat.

Andrew bobbed his head a few more times, milking every last drop before he released his cock with a ’pop!’. Maxwell was panting, his gaze lidded as he looked up at Andrew. Andrew stood up, swallowing and licking his lips as he began to unzip his own pants, before he pulled them off completely. Maxwell sighed.

"Can I suck your cock?" He asked and Andrew shook his head with a grin.

"We’re going to the shower. We have a date with the shower bench." Andrew warned and watched as Maxwell shivered, and his cock twitched, slowly waking up after having just cum only a moment ago.

Maxwell held out his arms as Andrew kicked off his pants. They were both still wearing their shoes, and Andrew chuckled as Maxwell stared at him intently.

"I just realised we’re still wearing our shoes. Hold on a sec, I’ll carry you." Andrew promised and Maxwell pouted, but did drop his hands. He held them across his chest, staring as Andrew carefully took off each shoe, kissing his feet as he took off each sock as well. By the time he was done, Maxwell was back in working order, his cock straining as he watched Andrew with a gaze so hot it felt like a brand, and Andrew felt his face break out into a smile.

It was nice to know that Maxwell wanted him so clearly. The pheromones wrapping around his neck was another clear sign, and after kicking off his shoes, Andrew turned to Maxwell. He held out his arms again, and Andrew grabbed him, pulling him up so that he could wrap his arms and legs around him. It left Andrew’s hands for something else.

"Andy, why aren’t-" Maxwell’s voice cut off with a moan as Andrew’s fingers sunk into Maxwell’s dripping, wet ass. He was fair to ask, since Andy usually made it his life’s mission to feel up his ass, but he had a better option right now. Why feel it up from the outside, when he could do it from the inside? freewebnoveℓ.com

Maxwell bit down on his shoulder as Andrew began to move his feet and his fingers. Maxwell was tight, tighter than he had been for a long time. That would be the case if he hadn’t been having sex with Andrew for two weeks. Andrew wasn’t bragging when he said he was big, and it was the first time the heat burning him from the inside out cooled slightly. He did not want Maxwell to experience any pain from their first time together in a while. He needed to put in the work, make sure he was relaxed, satiated, and ready to take him.

That meant a lot of foreplay. Foreplay that Maxwell was usually against, but Andrew loved.

It was the only reason they were going to the shower right away, because he knew that Maxwell would freak out otherwise. Andrew didn’t mind. They were just going to get dirty again, but Maxwell was worried about those kinds of things.

Maxwell’s body shook as Andrew’s fingers reached deeper into him with each step. Stretching, prodding, exploring him as Andrew took his time with his steps. Andrew could feel Maxwell’s cock rubbing against his stomach, and had to admit to himself, he was grinning from ear to ear as Maxwell held on to Andrew in every aspect, his teeth on his shoulder, biting down as he tried to wiggle away from Andrew’s fingers.

"Sh. We’re just working on stretching you out. We wouldn’t want you to tear, hmm?" Andrew whispered against his ear, pressing a kiss against the side of his head. Maxwell shuddered, and Andrew smirked as more liquid poured over his fingers.

Maxwell was enjoying this. Good. He hoped he enjoyed the next step too.