(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 235: Just a little taste (m)

"Andy~" Maxwell cried. "This is cruel and unusual punishment. Just give me your cock, please?" Maxwell was panting, his breaths coming in short gasps. He was holding onto the bench on the shower for dear life as Andrew continued his thorough cavity search, stretching and thrusting his fingers in deeply to Maxwell’s ass as Maxwell’s legs shook.

He was bent in half, the shower’s consistent water a background to their moment. Warm water splashed on him periodically, but Andrew’s pheromones were more of a constant. Maxwell already knew he’d cum too many times compared to Andrew, and that only made him worry.

Andrew wasn’t one to make promises lightly, and now his words from before felt more like a threat than a sweet promise between lovers.

"My legs can barely hold me up anymore." Maxwell moaned, his fingers slipping on the bench. "Please. I know it’s been a while, but I’m stretched. I’m okay." Maxwell was aching inside. He wanted Andrew so bad, but the man was playing with him, toying with him. He felt like a mouse caught by a cat. Andrew normally gave him what he wanted right away, but he wasn’t relenting today.

Andrew’s soft chuckle behind him sent a shiver up his spine.

"Your legs can’t hold you up anymore? Alright. Time to move onto the main course." Maxwell felt relief fill him. Relief that he would be filled soon by that massive cock that he’d missed. Andrew had been so sweet and kind over the last week, but he had no idea of the ache deep inside of Maxwell. Maxwell had been doing his best, respecting Andrew’s wishes because he understood what the man was so afraid of.

Maxwell too, had felt the same way when Andrew had come back after being kidnapped. That didn’t mean he had to like it. He’d been wet and horny the whole week. Thank god for the fact that his parents and everyone else had become the biggest, nosiest people he knew since it kept him distracted enough not to pounce on the man.

All it took was one dinner alone, and Andrew’s already thin patience snapped. Maxwell had a feeling, no, he knew when broke. Maxwell had pressed his lips against Andrew’s throat, licking him there and then he’d sunk his teeth into his throat.

It had taken one, two, three seconds before Andrew had let out a soft exhale, and then Maxwell’s nose was filled with the overwhelming pheromones of a true alpha. The table next to them had even choked, and Andrew had slowly regained his composure. When he had looked down at Maxwell, Maxwell had known he had awoken him completely, and he was going to get what he wished for.

Maxwell just didn’t realise that Andrew had planned the whole thing out in fucking detail.

Andrew’s arm wrapped around Maxwell’s stomach, his large hand holding him tightly as he slowly withdrew his fingers from his ass. Maxwell’s legs shook, his cock twitching and he felt like he could breathe without holding his breath. He rested his head against the cold tile of the bench, before Andrew manhandled him until he was sitting on his ass on the bench. Andrew kissed him, his hands holding him in place and Maxwell sighed, letting him.

He trusted him. Andrew wasn’t going to give him a bad experience, he knew that, and at this point if he didn’t trust the man, they should have broken up like Andrew had assumed. Maxwell wasn’t going to let that happen, and Andrew knew it. Maybe that was why as he was petting him and kissing him, he slowly began to push Maxwell up.

Maxwell realised his ass wasn’t on the seat anymore, but didn’t think anything of it as Andrew’s hands and lips remained on his skin. His lips trailed down his body, pausing to nip and suck at his nipples. Maxwell loved it when Andrew dug his tongue into the tip of his nipple, flicking it with his tongue. It was such a turn on for him, that he truly didn’t realise what was going on until Andrew chuckled.

"You look so cute up there." He told him proudly, and Maxwell blinked blearily, slowly, before he realised he had been slid up the wall of the shower but Andrew in a show of strength that was so hot Maxwell didn’t know what to do with himself.

"A-Andy? What are you-"

"You can see me, can’t you?" Andrew asked, his eyes sparkling as he looked up at Maxwell. He was so fucking proud of himself, having distracted Maxwell the whole time. Maxwell felt his face flush in embarrassment.

"I-I can." He agreed, and then let out a yelp when Andrew let him slip a moment, resting Maxwell’s legs on his shoulders, before he angled him so that his legs were spread, and his cock and ass were on full display before the other man. Andrew licked his lips, his gaze focused on one spot, and one spot only.

Maxwell had a sudden and abrupt realisation as to why they had come to the shower first.

Maxwell’s hands went to Andrew’s head, reaching desperately as the man bent, a knowing grin on his face as Maxwell began to panic.

"W-Wait! Andy, that’s-you don’t need to-"

"But you look so tasty, and I don’t want you to be in pain." Andrew said, his eyes big and amber and his pheromones wrapping around Maxwell. He couldn’t breathe without getting a lungful of his potent scent. It made his head dizzy, his thoughts muddled. Fuck.

Whatever the man wanted to do. It always felt good. Andrew was so good with his tongue too. Maxwell’s fingers tightened in his hair and Andrew’s responding grin told Maxwell that he knew he’d given in.

Andrew’s lips touched his ass and Maxwell shuddered as the soft, warm, wet tongue of his began to tease him. His legs tensed, but in a great show of strength, Andrew held him up and his legs apart. It was so fucking hot, about as hot as the feeling of Andrew’s tongue in his ass.

"Fuck. Andy." Maxwell ground out, shuddering as the man continued to lick and slurp at him. He could feel himself twitching around his intrusion, and Andrew ran his tongue from his ass to his balls, sucking on them too. Maxwell threw his head back against the tile, the sound of his moans filling the air as Andrew ate his ass like it was a delicacy. freewёbnoνel.com

Maxwell wasn’t ashamed of much, but he’d always had something against others eating him out. It had always felt...weak. Like he was giving in, but Andrew was different. He treated it like an honour, and when Andrew made eye contact with him as he did it...fuck.

Maxwell reached for his cock, wrapping his hand around it as he panted, meeting Andrew’s gaze. Andrew’s eyes sparkled and he began to thrust his tongue into his ass in time with his own hand. Maxwell grit his teeth, Andrew’s warm tongue such a fucking tease. He could feel himself clenching inside. Fuck.

He wanted to be filled with his cock. He wanted to be plowed like a fucking field by this man. He wanted the man to fill him up to the brim, stretched so wide that Maxwell’s ass never recovered, until he only knew Andrew’s shape and would only be satisfied with him. Fuck, he really wanted the man to bite him. Sink those fucking sharp, sexy as hell teeth into the nape of his neck and make him his own. Prove that Maxwell belonged to no one else but Andrew. Andrew was the only one who’d be able to own like this, mark him like this, fill him up to the brim like this ever again.

The thought pushed him over, and squeezing his cock and thighs, Maxwell began to speed up his movements.

"Fuck! I’m close!" Maxwell cried before his hand jerked to a stop, his cum painting his chest. Andrew’s tongue continued to thrust into his ass, causing his body to jerk as he twitched around the wet protrusion. Andrew’s tongue continued to gently lick his hole a few more times as if he was savouring the taste before Andrew came up, his face and chin covered in Maxwell’s juices. Maxwell should have been shocked, maybe even embarrassed. He couldn’t muster that at all.

He reached down, running a finger through the liquid as Andrew licked his lips. He looked so fucking pleased, so proud, that Maxwell just wanted to devour him. He ran his finger down his chin, dropping it to his body. With his hand, he went to his ass and watched as Andrew watched him like a man entranced. Maxwell fingered himself, watching Andrew swallow thickly.

"Baby, please. I need to feel you inside me. Fuck. I want you without protection, but I know better. So can we stop this torture, and can you just fuck me already?" Andrew shuddered, his gaze moving from where Maxwell’s fingers were stretching himself, up to Maxwell’s gaze.

"Let’s get you dried off, hmm?" Andrew suggested, and Maxwell felt his lips turn up in a pleased grin. Finally. Finally they were going to get to the main event.