by Aiden Bates
“I'm gonna come in like four seconds, but yeah, go for it.”
Apparently Jason didn’t need to be told twice. His hand was clumsy, shoved too hard against Luke where he didn’t stop trying to hump Luke's cock at the same time he had feeling it up. And Luke took back what he thought earlier - he was officially swearing off pants forever because somehow every fucking time any opportunity presents itself with Jason he was stuck in goddamn jeans and it was so unfair he thinks he might cry like a small child.
Or maybe that was just the orgasm that jolts its way up his spine and fries his brain stem.
He notices the pressure of Jason rutting up against him harder mainly because it went from difficult to impossible to breathe. It isn't even really a thought when he really started groping Jason's ass, cotton sticking wetly to hot skin from Jason's slick. He felt out the cleft through the thin barrier of fabric and pressed, felt the heat and wetness deepen as the tip of his finger pressed inside. That was all it took to make Jason lock up and keen, clinging heat oozing over Luke's fingers and pulsing against the front of his jeans.
Seriously, fuck pants.
Luke's not really paying attention to much of anything besides the tingle of bliss in his blood and the filthy-hot smell of him and Jason mingled together into one scent that kept that feeling simmering right there close to the surface. He had got enough of an ear out to absorb those gorgeous, slightly hurt sounds Jason makes when he kept grinding against Luke long after he had done coming, like he just couldn’t help himself, and enough sense to run his fingers over the back of Jason's neck, trying to ease him down, but that was about it. Completely misses the fact that his own mouth his moving until Jason lifts his head off of Luke's shoulder to stare at his lips with these beautiful, blown, hazy eyes.
There was even less coordination to it when Jason leaned in this time and took Luke's mouth in a kiss than there was the first go around. Now it had the easy lassitude that was born of coming so hard you see stars, though, so Luke just took it as a compliment.
“Say it again.” Jason exhales it into Luke's mouth, their lips sticking together when he didn’t get around to moving any further away. It was a good enough sign that Luke didn't just royally screw this up, so he murmurs it out again against Jason's skin.
“I love you.”
There were any number of things he should add to that. How he knew it was too soon and Jason isn't ready for it, that he certainly didn’t expect to hear it back. That it was not him trying to pressure or move them too fast, just that he had been feeling it for close to year now and if he didn't let it out was going to back up in his throat and strangle him. That no matter what happened from here, it was not going to stop being true.
But he was pretty sure from the soft curl of Jason's mouth that they're reading each other loud and clear. Possibly for the first time ever.
So all he said as he let his hands glide up and down the slope of Jason's back and dig at the knots of muscle that were going to take more than a little stress release to work out was, “Come on, baby. I've got some boxers you could sleep in.”
Chapter Fourteen
He remembers:
Climbing onto the bed, and looming over the naked man; he pulled his beard together in his hand, and draped it over his shoulder as to keep it out of the way. Pushing the other’s hand away he wrapped his fist firmly around the other’s cock, a whimpering whine escaping the other man, who trembled beneath him, dark eyes peeking up from beneath heavy lids. There was fear there, fear of the Alpha, but something else; something that was struggling behind those dark eyes, but something that made Jason’s own cock twitch as it began to harden again: trust.
Luke trusted him; trusted him not to hurt him, trusted him to help him, care for him. Luke trusted Jason with all of himself; there were no more secrets. This was the last secret the young man had to offer.
“I’ve got you,” Jason purred, bracing himself with his knees, and his free hand on the mattress. “It won’t hurt anymore; I’ll take care of you.” He assured, pumping the other’s throbbing cock in his hand with care; careful not to go to fast, or to hard, but just firm and quick enough that would bring the other man to the orgasm he so desperately needed.
Luke whined beneath him, eyes closing, fingers digging into the sheets as he began gasping, body tensing and twitching as his cock was pumped; a moment later, and his entire body went rigid, a cry tearing its way up his throat as his balls drew up tight and he came all over his stomach. Jason hummed happily as he continued jerking the other’s spurting cock, loving the smell of sex, sweat, and Luke’s unique pheromones as the younger man cried and writhed through his orgasm. When the other’s orgasm subsided, Jason released the half-hard flesh, and let his hand roam over that flat pale stomach, smearing the cum before drawing his hand to his own lips.
He watched the younger man as he licked his hand clean, his own cock hard and pulsing beneath his robes. Luke moaned drawing his legs up slightly so he could spread his legs wider around the man above him, lifting his hips a bit and doing his best to try and present himself. The position wasn’t exactly prime for that, but he wanted, no, needed the Alpha to know that he was wet, responsive, ready and willing to be taken. The attempt to present wasn’t lost on Jason, who finished licking his hand clean before lowering his hand again, sliding down between pale thighs, and running his fingers along the drenched cleft.
Luke keened, hips jerking slightly as Jason slid his fingers down along the cleft of his ass, coating his fingers in the wet clear fluid there. Once they were coated liberally, he withdrew his fingers, and pressed them into his mouth. Dark eyes widened, and Jason found he rather liked the look of flushed surprise on the other’s face; so once he’d cleaned his fingers of the thick musky fluid, he once again dipped them between pale cheeks, coating them again so he could enjoy the flavor of the other man on his tongue.
Luke trembled, silently while Jason continued to taste him, his knuckles brushing against his entrance and making his thighs jerk slightly each time. Jason found, though he was very fond of sweet, rich things, the flavor of the younger man, though musky, and almost spicy, was not unpleasant. Jason was also keenly aware that once he took Luke, the flavor would change; and though his logical brain told him that this was probably a onetime thing, the Alpha in him hoped very much that the young omega beneath him would permit him to service him during more of his heats. Deciding not to take a chance, Jason gripped the other’s legs behind the knee, and pushed, forcing the paler man to curl slightly while Jason lifted and parted his legs; Luke let out a small noise of complaint at the position, his weight being forced on his upper back and shoulders, but Jason didn’t care.
The new position was perfect; exposing the other’s spread cheeks, and glistening hole. Shifting, so that the other’s legs were braced against his shoulders, freeing his hands so that he could support the other’s taught rear, Jason lowered himself and nosed at the other’s balls, inhaling the smell of pheromones and sex. He could feel the other man trembling violently, and hear the soft noises caused by the faint tickle of his mustache and beard against perineum and cheeks. Lowering himself still further, where Luke’s scent was strongest, he plunged between taught cheeks, and swiped the flat expanse of his tongue against the other’s entrance.
If he didn’t know better, the scream that escaped the other man could have been construed as pain; but Jason knew better. Lapping along the cleft of the other’s ass, cleaning up old and new slick, he enjoyed the loud noises that his charge made; each yip, moan, and scream going straight to his cock; which hung hard and heavy between his legs, precum soaking through the cotton material of his pants. Once he’d cleaned the other man’s cleft and thighs, he slid between the other’s cheeks and began licking and sucking at the twitching entrance, catching the new slick as it was produced.
Jason was certain that he’d never tasted anything quite as delicious as HIS omega’s virgin lubricant; for even if no bond was formed, there was no doubt in Jason�
��s mind, the Alpha’s mind, that Luke was HIS. He pushed his tongue into the other’s body as far as he could, sucking as best he could against the quivering flesh while his tongue sought out more of that delicious flavor.
Luke couldn’t hold back the loud moans and cries of pleasure as the headmaster disappeared between his thighs, tonguing his entrance with vicious enthusiasm. Luke was almost certain that the man desired nothing more than to devour him from the inside out; a thought that only made him whine and the burning fire in his gut to burn even hotter. He clawed at the bedding, fisting the damp and crumpled sheets in his hands as his body tried to squirm, but the powerful hands proved testament to the headmaster’s rather impressive and prodigious strength; all he could do was tremble and twitch, throwing his head back against the pillows and attempt to drag much needed oxygen into burning lungs.
His prick, which never seemed to go completely soft, was once again straining against his stomach, smearing and dripping precum against his curled stomach. It throbbed, and ached, but Luke didn’t dare touch it. He didn’t know the Alpha’s temperament, and though he knew Jason to be a patient individual, he was also aware of the man’s darker side; the side that could tear him down with a mere look.
Luke groaned, toes curling as his legs tensed against the other’s shoulders. Yes, Jason was a kind man, a gentle man, but he was also powerful, and manipulative, and clever; so, so very clever. Luke had been on the receiving end of both sides of the headmaster, and knew that the man would have far less control over himself with the Alpha in rut. The mere thought making Luke’s spine want to snap, to arch into the ministrations against his entrance. Oh it wasn’t enough! He needed the other’s cock! Needed to be mounted, viciously rutted into, and bred! But it didn’t seem that the headmaster had any intentions of moving from his current place between his thighs; perhaps he was content to merely lap up the slick Luke was producing; a bodily response to the heat, and especially to the Alpha, that Luke couldn’t control. He couldn’t stop that flow of liquid, no matter how tightly he clenched his insides; it continued to leak, gushing inside of him for the pleasure of the Alpha.
He couldn’t take anymore, and with a high pitched scream that tapered off into loud grunting groaned Luke came; cock jumping against his stomach as he spilt against his chest, and more slick coated his canal.
Jason was a bit startled as Luke came, legs tightening around him, and a fresh surge of slick gushed from the other’s entrance, coating his tongue, lips, and whiskers. He stilled, mouth pressed against that spasming ring of muscles, while the younger man trembled and moaned through his release; fresh scents of sex and spunk assaulted his nose. Once the other man fell quiet and still, Jason began gently lapping between pale cheeks again; slower this time. The trembling that had subsided slightly started again, and a whine escaped the younger man.
“S-sir, no, p-please,” a gasp, and a whine. “N-no more… p-please… n-not enough….” Jason continued to lap at the other’s entrance, while carefully shifting so he could lower the other’s legs from his shoulders and back onto the bed. Meeting lidded dark eyes for a moment, he continued his lapping; pressing his tongue firmly against perineum, then laving the other’s heavy balls with a wet tongue. He drew one testicle into his mouth and suckled on it gently when he received a faint hiss from the other man, only appeased when he received a whimpered moan instead. Releasing the little orb, he continued his movement upwards, till he could lick a wet strip along the length of the other’s wilted cock.
Luke’s skin was salty with sweat and cum, and Jason drew the limp flesh into his mouth and sucked gently. Luke let out a cry, which he tried to stifle, hand pressed against his mouth and teeth digging viciously into knuckles. Jason didn’t stop, but continued to gently suckle on the other’s sex for a moment, listening to the smothered whimpers and enjoying the heavy, almost painful throbbing in his own cock; which he could feel was leaking obscenely within the confines of his pants. Sharp blue eyes flicked up to meet glistening black.
Luke gazed back steadily at him, brows drawn together, and eyes tight and glistening with tears. Jason released the other’s dick with a slight ‘pop’ and moved further up the pale body, removing the knuckles from between slightly crooked teeth and gently kissing the reddened indents there.
“My precious Luke,” Jason sighed, voice rough with lust. Tears escaped and slid down flushed sallow cheeks when dark eyes closed, and Jason gently cradled the other’s cheek in his hand, running his thumb beneath one eye to catch the tears. “Beautiful,” He purred. “So beautiful, perfect, my lovely, lovely boy.”
“P-p-please,”
“Shh.” Jason pressed his lips to the other’s kissing him rather chastely before withdrawing. “I’ve got you love.” Luke let out a whine at the praise; disagreeing with it, but also wanting to hear it.
“Please, Sir, I couldn’t take anymore, please,” Pale, potion stained fingers gripped at Jason’s robed arms, and dark glistening eyes opened again to meet his. This was the most alive Jason had seen those eyes in a long time; usually Luke’s orbs were as black and as empty as tunnels, due to his constant practice of Occlumency. But now, now they reflected everything, every emotion, every thought, everything that the younger man was feeling. “Inside, please, sir. I need you inside.” Gripping the side of the other’s face, Jason pressed a firm kiss to those pale lips, before drawing back, blue gaze darkened and sharp.
“On your knees, my boy.”
Jason slid out of his outer robe, the material pooling behind him, as the naked man beneath him rolled and lifted himself onto his hands and knees. Jason let out an appreciative noise as he gazed hungrily at the pale young man. Parting his under robe, he moved forward, pressing his still trapped cock against the curve of the pale quivering rump presented for him.
Luke groaned, trembling uncontrollably as he pushed back against the drenched cotton, desperate for the hard length he could feel there. A hand between his shoulder blades pushed him down so that his chest was pressed against the sheets, ass in the air. Whimpering, Luke drew the nearest pillow to him and forced it beneath his chin, holding it tightly with his arms. A vague thought crossed his lust filled mind: This would be my first time!
The thought was frightening, and his shivering grew stronger, a quiet but high whine catching in his throat.
Sensing the anxiety beginning to waft off of the younger man, Jason ran his hand gently up and down the other’s back, painting circular motions and making soft hushing sounds.
“I’ll be gentle,” He said quietly, voice thick and husky. He would be gentle; easier said than done, but if it meant keeping his omega feeling safe then he would strive to school himself. Jason had had lovers in the past, not nearly as many as one might expect of a man who was one-hundred-and-five, but enough to have learned how to handle a weary virgin. Slow might not be possible for either of them in their current state, but gentle was still possible.
Pushing his soiled cotton pants down his thighs, he gripped the bony hips and slid his cock along the cleft of that pale and narrow ass; sighing at the much needed friction. He thrust lazily a few times, letting his cock slide between the other’s cheeks, the exposed head bumping against the twitching entrance a few times. A soft whine from the smaller man beneath him, and Jason released one of the pale hips and gripped his own thrumming cock, aligning himself with the slick entrance and pushing forward slightly. Luke gasped, and Jason sighed when the head of his cock pushed past the ring of muscles; releasing his cock he went back to gripping the other’s hips, holding them firmly.
“S-sir!”
“Shush.” Jason pushed forward a little more, the slick aiding his advance even while the muscles strained against the intrusion. He stilled again, frowning down at the joining of their bodies, his body heat rising furiously beneath his skin. He clenched his jaw as the muscles fluttered around the first two inches of his cock; and he once again got the sense that the other’s body was either trying to draw him in, or push him out.
“Please!” Jason was forced to hold the other’s hips in a punishing grip, having to prevent the other man from pushing back on his cock and possibly hurting himself; instinct was screaming to be filled, but since this was his first time his body may not have been fully prepared to take all of Jason so quickly. He knew that he would be leaving bruises behind on the other’s hips, but bruises were better than a torn anal canal.
When the other’s hips didn’t stop straining against his grip, Jason leaned forward, sinking a little further in, and wrapped his hand around the back of the other’s neck, pressing firmly against the bonding gland. Luke went obediently limp, whimpering faintly into the pillow beneath him.
“Please, please, please, please, please,”
“Shortly, love, shortly.” Jason bit out through gritted teeth, withdrawing a bit before sliding a little further in. The quiet pleading petered out to soft gasping as Jason continued to carefully canter his hips back and forth, sinking a little deeper with each shallow thrust. Soon, with the relaxing of Luke’s inner walls, and the slick easing his way, Jason was fully sheathed in the younger man’s body. Releasing his grip on the other’s neck, he let his hand fall back to bony hips. “Oh.” Luke gasped, dark eyes wide as he gripped the pillow beneath him; momentarily stunned by the fullness, Luke had a few moments of clarity. There was a cock in his ass; the headmaster’s cock was imbedded in his ass! The thought forced a strangled sound from him, something between horror and excitement.
Jason leaned over the other man, growling and nipping at a pale shoulder blade, before pressing his tongue firmly over the bonding gland, forcing his Potion’s Master’s thoughts to return to the moment at hand with a violent gasp and jerk of his hips against Jason’s own.
“Pay attention, dear.” Jason growled, fingers gripping the other’s hips firmly as he straightened up. “No reason to be rude.” Jason chided, withdrawing his cock, which sprang up as it escaped the tight warmth of the other’s body. His cock throbbed and twitched, precum beading at the head as he gazed at the clenching hole before him, slick seeping from the tight ring.