(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 337: I can teach you (m)

Maxwell began moving, a knowing little smirk on his face as he looked at Andrew, his expression tense, full of desire, and his amber gaze bright. The man looked to be in pain and Maxwell could feel how his cock was twitching in his ass. Maxwell wrapped his arms around Andrew’s neck, his fingers digging into the flesh along his spine.

Andrew let out a hiss, but Maxwell swallowed it as his mouth met Andrew’s. He kissed him slow, deep, as he adjusted on the other man’s lap. They hadn’t done much riding on this couch, so he needed to find the right position.

Maxwell found it, moaning into their kiss as he felt Andrew hit him just right inside. Andrew was shaking, his hands sliding to Maxwell’s ass as Maxwell slowly rocked his hips, squeezing and holding Andrew tightly inside of him.

He fucking loved the way that the man felt. He felt stretched, spread wide, every inch of Andrew giving Maxwell a new experience, a new pleasure. Rotating his hips, Maxwell let out a soft cry of pleasure as his movements grew a little jerky from the pleasure.

Andrew was breathless, his grip tightening on Maxwell’s skin. Maxwell hoped the man left a mark. Andrew was so careful not to leave them outside of his rut. Maybe because of his rut. Maxwell should tell him that he adored the marks, but he couldn’t think beyond the wonderful cock in his as and seeking his own pleasure.

"Max. Angel. I don’t have a lot of control right now." Andrew’s whispered words were a plea that went straight to Maxwell’s crotch. His ass tightened unintentionally, his cock jerking as his eyes met Andrew’s. Andrew’s jaw was tight, his eyes narrowed and it was clear he was holding back.

"Already?" Maxwell asked softly. No judgement, just asking. Andrew nodded.

"You’re too sexy for your own good." Andrew mumbled, and Maxwell felt the words fill him up, his chest warm and tingly. Maxwell dug his nails into Andrew’s back, listening to the hiss as Maxwell slowly withdrew the man. He wanted to slam back down on him, swallow him whole, but that wasn’t the right idea.

Maxwell needed to respect Andrew’s concerns. It took two to make a baby, and they had both agreed now was not the time.

Maxwell let out a sad whimper as Andrew left his body. It was practically involuntary, and Andrew let out a deep groan.

"Don’t make that sound, Maxy. Please." Andrew begged and Maxwell shuddered.

"Sorry. I just love having you inside me." Maxwell whispered and Andrew grumbled.

"Then have enough patience for a condom next time and we won’t have this issue." Andrew complained and Maxwell huffed a laugh before he kissed the man silly. He was so precious. Look at him complaining, while still thinking of Maxwell first. How could his mind ever be worried that the man was going to not like him? Or show any kind of disinterest or anything else stupid?

The man was so obviously head over heels for him. It was Maxwell’s brain that was being silly.

"Do you want me to deal with that issue with my mouth?" Maxwell asked as he pulled their mouths against, loving the way that Andrew was twitching, his hands gripping his skin so hard that he’d wished he’d get nails involved, but Andrew wouldn’t. He didn’t want to hurt Maxwell.

Too bad Maxwell didn’t feel the same way about Andrew and loved to leave marks on him. Prove that he was Maxwell’s and no one else’s. He was so excited for when Andrew’s ring came in, not so much because he wanted to see what he did (which he did), but so that he could finally slide a ring on his finger and tell everyone to fuck off.

Anyone who approached him with impure intentions would see the ring and know he belonged to a Beckett. To Maxwell Beckett.

He also knew Andrew was the kind of man who would love to flaunt his ring off. Maxwell looked forward to it.

"Angel, you don’t need to go that far. I’d last one lick. Let me rub against you." Andrew told him and Maxwell chuckled, drawing Andrew’s bottom lip into his mouth, gently sucking and nibbling on it. He released it with a satisfying ’pop’ noise that had Andrew looking at him like he was ready to cum. Maxwell smiled, slow and sultry.

"Like a dog in heat, baby? You gonna cum all over my ass?" Maxwell asked and watched as Andrew’s throat worked as he swallowed.

"Yeah." Andrew agreed and Maxwell shuddered. He pressed his ass down and against the hard cock, feeling it twitch. Andrew groaned, before finally he began to take control. It wasn’t for long, but he began to run Maxwell’s body down and back against his cock, seeking his own pleasure with Maxwell’s body.

Maxwell loved when Andrew was like this. It was so fucking hot, especially since Andrew always looked so conflicted, like he was doing something bad. Maxwell egged him on.

"Come on Baby, use me to cum. You can do it. Rub my plump ass against your cock. Does it feel good? What a bad boy you are. Are you going to cum for me? Spray your load all over my ass?" Maxwell whispered into Andrew’s ear and watched as the man’s whole body convulsed.

"Why are you teasing me?" Andrew complained, his jaw tightening until it looked painful. His eyes narrow behind his glasses, a gleam to them that told Maxwell he was so close to the edge. Maxwell chuckled.

"Because I love watching you unravel. Are you going to let me see that?" Maxwell asked, coming up and pressing a few soft, gentle kisses against his lips. That was all it took. Andrew groaned against his lips, Maxwell’s name there as he shuddered, his amber gaze disappearing as he closed his eyes and Maxwell felt the hot cum land on his back and ass.

Andrew had pulled up his shirt without him being aware and shot it up his back. It was forceful, what Maxwell was told to expect from a true alpha, and Maxwell could also feel how Andrew’s cock had swelled once more.

Every time the man was knotting. Maxwell couldn’t believe that he found it as hot as he did.

"There we go Baby. What a good job. Now why don’t we take this upstairs where there are condoms and you can fuck me properly?" Maxwell asked against Andrew’s lips and Andrew let out a shaky exhale.

"You’re going to be the death of me." Andrew whispered and Maxwell chuckled.

"Is that a bad thing?" Maxwell asked, sounding confident to his own ears, but his heart was in his throat. On his sleeve. Andrew let out a low chuckle.

"Did I say it was?" Andrew fired back, and Maxwell felt the tightness in his chest relax.

"Mm. Just checking." Maxwell said, kissing him lazily as they waited for Andrew’s cock to return to normal. At least, Maxwell was waiting.

Andrew used the grip that he had on Maxwell’s ass to lift him up, kissing him still as he headed for the stairs. It was a bold move, since he was sure Andrew didn’t know the way perfectly yet. He was right.

Andrew almost fell down the stairs, but caught them, and it was a bumpy, slow climb up the stairs as well. Maxwell didn’t mind. It meant he got to kiss and touch the man longer, and Andrew didn’t seem to be upset about it either.

Maxwell did wonder, briefly, if Andrew simply had more blood in his body then most men considering how often he was hard, or if his blood circulation was better than other men. He was worried. He should have asked Michael, or another Doctor. He didn’t want to kill the man, but he also didn’t want to waste their best dick years on nothing.

Then again, how late in life could a true alpha father a child? Would Andrew even have bad dick years? Maxwell knew that there would come a point in his life where his dick wasn’t as fun, but that was where his ass would come into play.

Hmm. He really should consider what Andrew had suggested a few times. Did he want to fuck someone while he still could? Obviously, it wouldn’t be anyone but Andrew, he especially wouldn’t do it now. Even the thought of fucking someone else made him want to throw up.

Andrew didn’t need to know that part. Unless he got anxious.

Fuck, he should probably tell Andrew about it.

"Andy, Baby." Maxwell was pressing kisses against his neck while the other man tried to breathe as he carried them to the bedroom. They were in the right hallways, just not all the way to their bedroom door yet. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Yes, Angel?" Andrew replied, his voice a little breathless from Maxwell’s attention, just as he liked him.

"I get ill thinking about sleeping with anyone else. So, don’t worry about me cheating or anything stupid like that." Maxwell told him, sinking his teeth into Andrew’s neck. Andrew let out a breathless laugh.

"Right now you’re going to tell me that?" Andrew asked, a little helpless.

"I wanted to tell you before I talked myself out of telling you. Also, I’ve been thinking again about what you brought up." Maxwell said, able to tell that Andrew was having a hard time focusing on what Maxwell was saying.

That worked out perfectly for Maxwell. He was sure that Andrew was going to love hearing this from Maxwell. He’d been kind of hinting at it for a while, and Maxwell hadn’t been completely repulsed when he’d said it. He hadn’t been repulsed at all, he had just never considered it before.

"What’s that?" Andrew asked, amusement in his tone. It shifted significantly when Andrew heard Maxwell’s words.

"About fucking you in the ass." Andrew stopped breathing for a second, before he pulled Maxwell back so that he could scan his face, his eyes wide.

"Are you serious?" Maxwell’s smile reached his eyes as he saw the pure shock and anticipation in his gaze.

"Would I lie?" Maxwell asked and watched as Andrew’s throat swallowed, before he let out a shaky breath.

"R-Right now?" He asked and Maxwell laughed.

"No, Baby. We haven’t even prepared you. I don’t want to do that to you. Plus, I have no idea how that kind of sex works." Maxwell told him and Andrew let out a shaky breath.

"Right. Yeah. Okay. I can teach you." Andrew said quickly, excitedly, and Maxwell chuckled.

"Let me do some research on my own, alright? Maybe we can do it on a weekend?" Maxwell suggested and watched as Andrew’s expression bloomed. Now he felt bad that he hadn’t fucked him tonight. The man looked so excited.

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