(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 236: Coming home (m)

Andrew had his fingers in Maxwell’s mouth as kissed his way down and across his shoulder blades. He didn’t plan to keep Maxwell in this position for long, since he was using his other hand to dry him off, but he wasn’t going to waste an opportunity to show Maxwell what he was missing by not allowing Andrew to take him from behind.

Maxwell was moaning around his fingers, drooling as he made eye contact with Andrew in the mirror. Andrew didn’t have his glasses on, so he couldn’t see him in perfect clarity but he could tell that Maxwell liked it. The way his tongue was licking his fingers, the way his body was rubbing against Andrew, and how wet he was told Andrew all that he needed to know.

The little bit of control he had mustered snapped and Andrew sunk his teeth into Maxwell’s shoulder blade. Maxwell let out a shout around Andrew’s fingers, his body shaking as Andrew held the bite a bit too long before letting go, cleaning the small punctures with his tongue. Maxwell reached up and smacked him in the side, a clear warning.

Andrew took his fingers out of his mouth and Maxwell spun. He was unstable on his feet, but he got close enough that Andrew could see his glare.

"If you do that again while you aren’t fucking balls deep inside of me Andrew, I am going to throw a fucking fit. Am I understood?" Andrew shuddered, the anger and upset in his gaze meant, heard, and received. Andrew nodded, bending to kiss the bitemark he’d just made.

"Understood, Mr. Beckett. I’ll make sure next time I’m balls deep inside of you and that you are squeezing every inch of me." Maxwell swallowed, before he nodded. He turned, pressing a kiss against Andrew’s cheek and ear and Andrew melted. He pressed several kisses against his mark, before he tossed the towel to the side and just scooped the other man up. He carried him in his arms and Maxwell wasted no time to have their lips pressed against each other’s, their tongues entangled as Andrew made his way, half blind to the bedroom.

When he got there, he pulled away from Maxwell’s kisses to press his lips against his throat. Maxwell threw his head back, letting out a soft, needy sigh that had Andrew’s blood on fire. Andrew’s eyes glinted as he got to the end of the bed and after a second of warning that had Maxwell bracing himself, Andrew tossed him onto the bed.

Andrew watched as Maxwell bounced once, twice, and then settled onto the bed, on his back, his eyes wide and shocked. Andrew grinned, moving towards the nightstand and ripping the drawer open so that he could grab a few boxes of condoms. He tossed them onto the bed next to Maxwell, chuckling as Maxwell tried to catch his breath. Andrew tore into one of the boxes, grabbing a condom and tearing it open carefully, making sure not to rip the condom so that he could roll it onto his cock.

Maxwell, who had been ready to sputter and spit at him for tossing him onto the bed until he caught sight of Andrew half standing, with his knee on the bed as he rolled a condom down over his cock. It looked like all anger faded from his expression, and instead was replaced with clear desire. He licked his lips, scooting up the bed before lying on his back. He then hooked his knees with his arms, yanking them up and open until Andrew had full view of his puckering, wet ass.

Maxwell grinned.

"Like what you see?" He asked seductively, trying to drop his voice deeper as Andrew’s hand reached the base of his cock. Andrew gave his cock a squeeze before he began to make his way towards Maxwell on the bed. Maxwell’s chest began to rise and fall unsteadily.

"There will never come a moment where I won’t like what I see, but in this case? I really like what I see. Seeing you so eager to take my cock?" Andrew closed his eyes, moaning as the shiver shook his body. When he opened them again, Maxwell was staring at him so heatedly and he knew the man was well and truly gone. "It makes me want to have you screaming my name until your voice gets hoarse." Andrew told him and Maxwell swallowed.

"I’m ready for that. I want that too. So come fill me up, Andy. I’ve been waiting for so long. Are you going to make me wait anymore? You’ve already made sure I’m stretched out. I’m sure I can take you. All of you." Maxwell’s gaze dropped to Andrew’s cock and the intensity of his gaze, as well as him running his tongue over his lips had his cock jerking and Andrew’s head getting a little fuzzy.

"Maxy. You’re being naughty." Andrew warned, leaning in on his hands to kiss his lips, their skin brushing against each other, sweat already forming from anticipation. It was an open mouth kiss and when Andrew pulled away, he grinned. "I love it." Maxwell’s eyes were full of his pleasure at his words as Andrew moved closer until he was flush with Maxwell’s body. Maxwell shivered, rubbing his body against Andrew’s.

Andrew did the same, rocking his cock against Maxwell’s body. It was so wet, so ready and willing that Andrew groaned. He bent, kissing Maxwell deeply as the two rocked their bodies against each other. Andrew was sure he could come like this easily, but he wanted to keep his teasing of Maxwell to a minimum.

While kissing Maxwell, he balanced on one hand and reached down, guiding his cock until he was at that sweet, tight little hole that eagerly greeted him. Maxwell and Andrew both groaned into the kiss as Andrew began to enter Maxwell’s soft, wet ass. Maxwell’s tongue faltered, his eyes rolling back into his head as Andrew began to fill him up completely. Andrew changed his position slightly, letting go of his cock since it knew where it was going now, and turned Maxwell’s mouth back towards his own, kissing the man as he gave him soft, slow shallow thrusts.

It wasn’t long after that Maxwell’s eyes glazed over, his body convulsed, and he came again.

The way he squeezed Andrew’s cock was pure heaven and pure hell. He was doing his best to not cum as quickly as he wanted to, at least while Maxwell still hadn’t cum enough that he was out of the teasing realm. Once Maxwell had cum a few more times, then he would feel a bit more comfortable. He was sure Maxwell didn’t actually care, it was all an Andrew thing.

Kissing Maxwell through his orgasm, Andrew remained still, adjusting his position until he was comfortable, deceptively so, and waited until Maxwell emerged from his high of cuming from Andrew’s cock in his ass.

"Holy shit. I forgot how wide you stretch me. You feel so good baby. I missed you inside me." Maxwell murmured, coming to and pressing kisses against Andrew’s face. Andrew was all smiles as Maxwell continued to pepper his skin with his lips, praising him for something he had really grown himself recently.

"Was it not as good before?" Andrew asked softly, teasing him and Maxwell snorted.

"You were perfect before, and you’re perfect now. I would have taken a damn shoestring if it belonged to you." Andrew snorted, before he buried his head into his shoulder and laughed earnestly. Maxwell let him, biting his lips to stop the moan from leaving his lips as Andrew’s cock shifted slightly with his laughter.

"Well, I’m glad I’m not a shoestring. I doubt you would be satisfied with that. Now that you’ve had your preliminary orgasm, shall we get started?" Andrew asked softly and Maxwell swallowed.

"Should I hold on?" He asked, serious, and Andrew nodded.

"Wrap your arms around my neck. I’ll worry about your legs." Andrew informed him and Maxwell nodded. "Do you have condoms nearby?" Andrew asked and Maxwell looked to the side, noticed the boxes, and nodded again, a glimmer in his gaze. He was excited. Good. Andrew wanted him to be. "Then we’re all ready. All aboard to ride the Andy train." Andrew joked as he began to slide himself fully into Maxwell, to the hilt.

Maxwell’s ’choo choo’ was lost in the loud moan that left his lips, his mouth staying open as he shuddered, squeezing and rippling on Andrew’s cock as he hit flesh. Damn it. It felt so good to be inside of him. It was like returning to his favourite place.

Andrew was lost in the pleasure for a moment, his lips pressing kisses, comforting Maxwell as he adjusted to his size.

"You feel so good. You’re so tight and warm, Maxy. Oh god, I want to cum right now." Andrew moaned, and Maxwell closed his eyes, shuddering.

"You can do that." Maxwell told him, shivering. "I’m okay. You can cum, Andrew. Please? Would you cum for me?" Maxwell’s voice shifted, and Andrew felt his whole body freeze. His balls drew up and Maxwell squeezed extra tight around him.

Andrew let out a hiss, the pleasure/pain flooding his mind as Maxwell grasped onto his neck, his fingers gripping onto his flesh. His nails sunk in and all hope was lost when Maxwell raised his body up, his lips brushing his ear.

"Please, Baby? Would you cum for me?" Andrew wasn’t recovering from that.

It was explosive, and Andrew gasped, shuddering as he felt his cock twitch inside of Maxwell. Maxwell gasped too, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he squeezed Andrew tightly. Andrew whimpered, trying to resist thrusting into Maxwell, but wasn’t able to stop himself completely.

He was a little embarrassed for cuming like this. It wasn’t his best performance, but when Maxwell opened his eyes to meet Andrew’s slightly embarrassed gaze, he looked proud.

"My Baby likes my insides so much all it took was a squeeze and he came. I’m so happy to hear that." He sounded like he meant his words, and Andrew knew that he was going to have no problems continuing the rest of the night.