Chapter 432: Some love and attention (m)
Andrew prowled into the room, unsure of what he was going to find on the bed when he got there. His pulse was racing, he could feel his neck throbbing with it. His eyes were watery from how quickly he’d put the contacts in, and when he rounded the corner and stepped into the bedroom proper, he felt like his heart was going to stop.
Maxwell had wasted no time.
He was lying on his back, his legs spread wide open, his head resting on a pillow so that he had a good view of the room. His hand was lazily tugging at his cock, his face flushed and his eyes filled with anticipation. A few boxes of condoms were on the bed next to him, open, the contents spilling out.
The worst part? His free hand was slowly fucking himself with his fingers, showing off how wet he was. Andrew’s nostrils flared as his pheromones, thick and delicious, coiled around him.
Maxwell’s smile was full of pleasure at the sight of him. So excited, so pleased, that Andrew had to swallow the saliva forming in his mouth. Fuck.
"Hey, Baby." Maxwell said softly, his voice breathy. "What took you so long? I was getting bored." Maxwell teased, pulling his fingers out slowly and spreading them, showing off the damp in between his legs. Andrew nearly swallowed his tongue, and he could feel how hard his cock was.
The man was going to give him high blood pressure.
Andrew didn’t even remember moving. One moment, he was in the doorway to the bathroom, the next, he was at the edge of the bed, staring down at the intoxicating sight. Andrew swallowed again.
"I want to lick you from head to toe." Andrew told him gruffly, and watched as Maxwell smiled.
"I’m not stopping you." Maxwell told him and Andrew felt a shiver rock his body.
"Maxy, I’m warning you. I’m not...this isn’t going to be like when I was in rut." Andrew told him. He hesitated before continuing. "I’m going to be less...giving." Andrew warned and Maxwell scoffed.
"That just simply isn’t possible, Andy. I don’t believe you. I think you’re just afraid you’re going to hurt me. I’m wearing my collar, and I won’t let you take it off. I’ll be okay, I promise. If you’re so worried, take off the condom after every round, like normal men do." Maxwell’s eyes twinkled as he said that, and Andrew felt another shiver rock his body.
He was going to swallow him whole.
With a nod, Andrew sank to his knees before the man. Maxwell seemed surprised at first, until Andrew wrapped his hands around his spread thighs and yanked him to the edge of the bed. Maxwell let out a short shout, but didn’t fight, keeping himself pliant.
That was all Andrew needed to know.
Andrew began to feast. Kissing and licking the man’s thighs like they were his favourite snack. Leaving little marks, kisses, bruises as he enjoyed himself. The musk from Maxwell’s own enjoyment filled Andrew’s nose, spurring him on as he avoided kissing or licking the tender, sweet areas below.
Maxwell didn’t restrain himself. Throwing his head back as he made all sorts of noises. Sweet music to Andrew’s ears. Andrew’s grip was bruising, shifting slightly every so often so he could hold Maxwell in place exactly where he wanted him. Maxwell stroked his own cock, but Andrew wouldn’t let him touch his hole. He left that empty, twitching, straining as Andrew continued his slow, careful, thorough trail lower.
"You demon." Maxwell choked out at one point, making Andrew bite him a little extra harder on his inner thigh and the man nearly came up off the bed. Andrew kissed it better, enjoying how even though his fiancé was complaining, he wasn’t actually fighting him off.
He was just bitter that he wasn’t getting the attention he wanted as quickly as he wanted.
Soon, Andrew was near the soft, tender spaces that were begging for his attention. The hole in particular was twitching, practically pleading in morse code for Andrew to save him, take pity on him. Andrew didn’t.
He tilted the man back further, bending him in a way that he knew Maxwell could do without hurting him, and instead paid attention to his balls. Soft, tender, with a slight peach fuzz to them, Andrew sucked them into his mouth. Gentle. Careful. He watched as Maxwell’s eyes rolled back into his head as Andrew’s noise brushed his cock.
Maxwell was leaking from his cock and ass at this point. Turned on, desperate, but Andrew wasn’t going to give him an easy way out. He kind of wanted to see if Maxwell could cum from just the nips, sucks and bites that he’d given the other man.
Until Maxwell’s fingers sunk into his hair and Andrew knew that the man was at his limit. At least, right now.
"Andy, if you don’t put that tongue either in my ass or on my cock soon, I’m going to give you a bald spot." Maxwell warned, his voice hard, but his cock harder. Andrew let out a chuckle, giving the balls in his mouth a gentle suck before he released them and slid downwards instead of up towards his cock.
Andrew sank lower, getting comfortable as he planned to make Maxwell scream from eating him out. Maxwell didn’t remove his hand from Andrew’s hair, his grip fluctuating as Andrew rubbed his tongue against Maxwell’s eager hole.
Maxwell’s breath was fast, raspy, and filled the air as Andrew got to work. His hands gripped Maxwell’s thighs, holding him open exactly like he wanted to. Listening to Maxwell’s soft exhales, feeling him jerk under his hands, trying to escape as Andrew brought him pleasure fed something primal inside of Andrew.
He’d cared about giving to his partner before, always had, always would, but there was something deeper to this. Something he hadn’t realised he’d had in him before. He wasn’t sure if it was because it was Maxwell, or if the fact that Maxwell was an omega that he got more pleasure from this, but Andrew didn’t have any intention to look at it deeper.
Instead, he dug his tongue deep into the hole that wanted to squeeze the life out of him. Maxwell twisted, the soft sounds of his please filling the air as Andrew ate his ass like it was his favourite snack.
At one point, Andrew got his fingers involved, hitting that sweet little spot inside of Maxwell that had the man turning the air blue with his curse words. Andrew didn’t mind, liking the man as he was.
Andrew’s mouth was full of the sweet, sweet taste of Maxwell. Familiar and intoxicating, Andrew counted each time the man jerked as he came as a win. Andrew loved being able to bring him to climax with his tongue and fingers. It was a satisfying thing, especially given the fact that his cock was now so big the man didn’t really have a choice to not cum. Not when his cock rubbed against every pleasure point inside of him.
It was nice to know that he hadn’t lost his technique.
Eventually, the aching in his cock and balls got to be too much and Andrew changed direction. He moved away from his ass, sinking his mouth down on Maxwell’s cock as the other man choked, his fingers tugging at Andrew’s hair. Andrew let the other man bob him up and down on his cock as he grabbed condoms, prepping his own cock.
Andrew swallowed thankfully when Maxwell filled his mouth with his cum too, and didn’t listen to the warnings that Maxwell gave him. Even enjoying the desperate tugs on his hair to pull him up and off of his cock.
Andrew came up, licking his lips, smug as Maxwell stared up at him with dazed eyes, his chest red from pleasure, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
"What fucking bullshit you said about being less giving? You haven’t even cum once!" Maxwell protested, more annoyed than upset. Andrew rose up, getting off of his knees so that he was able to stand near the edge of the bed. His cock was like an arrow, jutting out towards where it wanted to be.
Inside of Maxwell.
Andrew guided his cock there, rubbing against Maxwell’s cock and balls. His asshole twitched more, demanding.
"What a greedy little hole we have here." Andrew murmured, ignoring Maxwell’s words. Maxwell watched Andrew, desire clear on his face.
"Fuck me, Andy." Maxwell whispered and Andrew groaned.
"I want to." Andrew told him and Maxwell swallowed.
"What’s stopping you?" Maxwell asked and Andrew stared at the sight of his cock rubbing against Maxwell’s. His was clothed in the condom, while Maxwell’s was bare, leaking, and so fucking sexy that Andrew groaned. He reached down, rubbing the bead of cum off of the tip gently.
"I’m worried about how flexible you are." Andrew said absently. "You spend most of your day sitting. You can’t be as flexible as I want you to be, and you’re less aware of it when you’re in heat." Andrew said it casually, without much thought, and Maxwell’s eyes widened.
"You want to fuck a damn pretzel? What do you have in mind?" Maxwell asked and Andrew’s lips turned up slightly at the joke. He slid his gaze up to Maxwell’s, knowing that his own scent was getting heavy, filling the room. Combating Maxwell’s pheromones. Maxwell sucked in sharply.
"I want to pin you in several positions all over the house, room, wherever, and fuck you so hard that you scream." Maxwell’s chest rose and fell rapidly as Andrew spoke. "I want you to be at my mercy. I want the only thing you’re able to focus on is my cock, your ass. That’s it." Maxwell’s mouth hung open, and Andrew watched his face, waiting. If Maxwell showed a hint of hesitation, he wasn’t going to do that.
As the time ticked on though, Andrew realised that the man wasn’t...scared. Not in the slightest.
"Baby, did you think I would get scared? I’ve already allowed you to do several things to me outside of my comfort zone. If you want to fuck me into compliance, I’m down for it. I know you’d stop if I didn’t like it." Maxwell said and Andrew felt his shoulders shake. Shit. He’d gotten a damn sweetheart as a fiancé.
Andrew grabbed his leg, pressing his knee against his mouth.
"We’ll start slow, alright? Work up to what I really want to do. Make sure you’re limber and it doesn’t hurt." Andrew told him and Maxwell chuckled.
"Are you sure I’m even going to have enough cum to last me that long? I might just be shooting nothing at that point." Maxwell joked and Andrew smirked.
"I know you can orgasm from your ass, Angel. I’ll make sure you cum at least once in each position." It was practically a threat with what Andrew had in mind.