(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 267: Made it home...safe?

Getting out of the hospital was a task. Both Luis and Maxwell had to help Andrew stumble through the hallway, with security a few feet behind them. Andrew knew that it was for them, or him more specifically, but he also knew it was probably soothing to the omegas who were littered all over this part of the hospital.

Andrew’s breathing was affected, his lungs pulling in deep pulls of air but he wasn’t getting any relief. He felt like he was drowning on land. All the air he breathed was disgusting. Besides Maxwell’s scent.

"Soon Baby. We’re almost to the car. You can breathe as much of my pheromones when we get there. Keep it together until then, alright?" Maxwell’s tone was firm, but encouraging and Andrew whimpered, too far gone to worry about what his Mother-in-law was going to think of him.

"O-Okay." Andrew managed, but it was hard. His hands were convulsing. He just wanted to hold Maxwell. All he could think about was Maxwell. Every inhale of someone else’s pheromones was making him cough and retch. "Ugh. This is awful." Andrew complained, ready to cry. Maxwell let out a dry laugh.

"Baby, please stop making me want to reward you. It’s too cute that you only want me." Andrew could barely hear what he was saying, the white hallways all blending together.

"O-Okay." Andrew agreed, licking his lips, holding onto the two people who had brought him in. It was like, as soon as Maxwell’s blood was drawn, his body had given in. It had been fighting to hold back for so long that when all of the tension left Andrew’s body, the rut had snapped its fingers around Andrew’s neck and squeezed.

His cock ached, his skin was on fire. He wanted to get out of all of his clothes. He wanted to sink his teeth into Maxwell’s shoulder as he fucked him, thrusting his cock into him over and over while Maxwell made a mess of the sheets. He wanted to feel the pleasure he was giving Maxwell by the nails down his back, the cum on the sheets. He was already imaging how the air would smell with their pheromones interlocked through their spent passions. He was eager. He was ready.

He was needy.

God, he wanted to fuck Maxwell.

Maxwell choked, coughing and Andrew frowned.

"Maxy?" Andrew asked as the man stumbled, catching himself, his own body shaking.

"Shit. It’s-I’m fine. Could you...tone it down? We need to make it to the car and then the house, Andy. You can’t...seduce me yet, alright?" Andrew whined, knowing he wasn’t like this in public because Maxwell said he didn’t like it, but he couldn’t help it.

"I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you. Am I hurting you? I’m sorry." Luis, who was also helping the giant man walk to the car, snorted, but kept her composure.

"Shut it, Mom. Keep it to yourself. He’s not himself right now." Maxwell told her sternly, and Luis chuckled.

"Hey, I’m doing my best. I am aware that Andy is lost to us mostly, but I can’t help but find his worry for you concerning. You aren’t hurting him, Andy. He just has to hold himself back. For both of you. You understand that he’s very responsible, yes?" Andrew could only half understand what she was saying, up until she mentioned Maxwell. Then he was able to focus.

"Yes. Maxy is very responsible. I’m not hurting him?" Andrew asked again and got a pat on his shoulder.

"Yes Andy. You aren’t hurting Max. Not at all. But don’t spread your pheromones any more. You can’t think about what you want to do to him. You need to think about something else. Think about...gosh, your work, hmm? What are you doing at work at Max’s company?" Luis seemed to know what she was doing. She was able to say Maxwell’s name the right amount of times to keep Andrew focused, and slowly, Andrew was able to gain back some senses.

He was able to walk more on his own, not having to rely on them as heavily, and both omegas were grateful for that. The security helped them get Andrew into the car, Luis making sure that Andrew was buckled in before she began the rapid drive back to their house. Maxwell held onto his hand, letting Andrew kiss and nibble on his fingers.

Andrew was being a good boy. He was holding back. He was making sure he wasn’t hurting his Maxy. He would hate to do that. He wasn’t going to do that.

"Andrew, while we were gone, I had Mr. Newman come in an install a surprise." Maxwell told him as they were nearing their home. Andrew nodded. He liked Mr. Newman.

"Hmm? What kind of surprise? Is it a slide?" Andrew asked, a little loopy and both Luis and Maxwell laughed.

"No. Not a slide. It’s something we discussed before, but I thought you would like it if we had a trial run. I thought now was the perfect time to get it." Maxwell’s gaze when he looked at Andrew was full of mischief, and Andrew let out a deep, heartfelt sigh.

"That could be anything. You know I’m happy with everything you do. Unless you hate me. Then I get upset." Andrew started to get upset even thinking about the argument they had. "Am I getting put in a dog cage? Cause you don’t want to deal with me?" Andrew started to get emotional as they were only a few minutes away, if not seconds away from the house. Maxwell’s Mom threw him a look, while Maxwell’s whole face went red.

"There is no way I brought a dog cage into the house! How did you even come up with that idea?" Maxwell demanded, beyond worried about what his Mom thought about their personal life. Andrew sniffed.

"Well, everyone calls alphas no good names. I assumed dogs or wolves or something equivalent is what you would be thinking. It would also be too small for me to really move about. Restrictive." Andrew told him and Maxwell gave him a helpless look.

"It’s a mirror, Andrew. A mirror. I’m not so cruel as to put in all the preparation for riding this rut out with you and then put you in a cage. You would have every right to break up with me if I did that. I wouldn’t have the right to fight you on leaving me." Andrew really started crying then.

"No! I don’t want to talk about breaking up!" Maxwell winced at the pitch that Andrew’s voice went to, and so did Luis.

"Baby, no. I wasn’t-Andrew. Hush Baby. We’re almost home and then-then you can bury your face in my chest, okay?" Maxwell offered up and Andrew paused his crocodile tears. They weren’t fake.

Andrew did know how to do fake tears, he just was also really good at making his tears bigger and bolder. He couldn’t be blamed for it, since he was emotional.

"R-Really?" Andrew asked, his gaze scanning the man next to him. He wanted to do far more than just bury his face in his chest. He wanted to nibble too, but he was pretty sure he could negotiate that once the man didn’t have his clothes on.

Luis snorted from the front seat.

"He’s lucky I’m not recording this." Luis told her son, and Maxwell nodded. Andrew pouted.

"I’m not Max. I wouldn’t be embarrassed." Andrew declared boldly, and Maxwell almost pulled out his phone, ready to prove the man wrong. That was when they pulled in front of their house and Andrew was unbuckled and out of the car, heading for the door.

He knew he could be on his worst behaviour once he was inside. It was a pulse, a promise under his skin. Maxwell scrambled after him, slamming the door behind him as he tried to race after the man who had longer legs.

"A-Andrew! What are you-Thanks Mom!" Maxwell gave a hurried wave to his Mom, who was watching the pair with knowing eyes. Andrew already had the door open, and had taken a step into the house. The smiling, crying, emotional Andrew faded from his face.

Now, he was waiting for his prey to cross the line himself. Luis shook her head as she watched her son get one foot over the barrier of the home and then he was yanked inside, his mouth covered by Andrew’s in a passionate kiss as the door was closed and presumably, locked. Luis pulled away, knowing that even if Andrew was out of it, he was protective.

They also still had their security team. She had nothing to worry about for today, and probably tomorrow. The day after that? Unknown, but she hoped that she knew Andrew well enough that they had food stocked and he would make sure that his partner ate.

It wasn’t as if their ruts and heats had synced up. They still had to care about that for now.