Griffin
The room smelled overwhelmingly of Jake. That was my first impression when I entered his bedroom. The scent itself was mild and pleasant, a hint of masculine musk combined with softness. I closed the space between us now, wanting to get to the source, and took Jake by the hips as I drew him to me. He didn’t have any smart remarks now - he melted easily into a kiss that delved quickly into the realm of open passion.
As we kissed, we moved backwards until Jake fell onto the bed with a small gasp. His cheeks were flushed and red, as mine were, too. His hair was mussed up already. Right now, his demeanor was different than the first night we had sex. That night he wore a distant, cool mask. Now he seemed truly vulnerable in a way he hadn’t shown me before, like he was letting me get a foot in the door instead of slamming it in my face.
He pulled me down on top of him, not letting me forget that he was the one in charge. His hands flew to my shirt, his deft fingers getting rid of the buttons without even looking.
A soft moan escaped his lips as I pressed my groin against his. Even though we were both clothed, a ripple of pleasure surged through me. The heat of arousal had become overwhelming, and my cock already strained against my pants, desperate for attention.
“Fuck, you’re hot,” Jake mumbled.
He grabbed the back of my hair and pulled me in to kiss again. His tongue ran across my lower lip a moment before he grazed his teeth against it, making me moan into his mouth.
My cock twitched. I pulled away from Jake breathlessly.
“Hang on,” I muttered.
Jake watched, his pupils wide with arousal, as I shoved down my waistband. My cock sprung to life, free of its confines and I sighed in relief. How was I already so hard?
As I reached down to do the same for Jake, he stopped me with a sharp, “Ah-ah!”
I blinked at him in surprise. “What’s wrong?”
“I want to try something,” he said ominously. “Stay there and don’t move.”
I did as I was told, sitting primly back on the bed. I felt awkward, since I was fully dressed except for my dick being out, but didn’t break his command.
Jake stood from the bed. Slowly, he undressed, one article of clothing at a time, and never once broke eye contact with me. It was like I was hypnotized. He lifted his shirt and I watched closely as his skin became exposed, pale and soft. He stretched upwards languidly, then allowed the shirt to fall. Then, still locking gazes with me, he bent over so that his ass stuck out as he undid his jeans and let them pool at his ankles.
I swallowed hard when I saw his hard cock inside his briefs.
“Don’t look at that,” he ordered. “Look at me.”
So this is the game we’re playing, is it?I thought with a smirk.
“I like a dominant omega,” I told him.
Jake glared at me. The vulnerability from before disappeared, replaced with the cool dominant exterior. “I don’t care what you like. Tonight, we’re engaging in whatIlike.”
My tongue slipped over my lips, wetting them. My cock throbbed.
Jake strode closer so that he looked down at me. “Take my briefs off.”
I did what I was told. His cock sprung out, musky and hard.
“Do you like it?” Jake asked. As he spoke, he cupped my face to drag my attention away from his dick.
“Yes,” I answered a bit hoarsely. “May I take off the rest of my clothes?”
“No.” Jake frowned. “You may not.”
For some reason, that turned me on even more. There stood Jake, completely naked, while I was fully dressed except for my bare erection.
Now he gazed down at my cock with a sneer. He grasped it abruptly and I gasped.
“Your knot isn’t full yet,” he remarked with a resentful air.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “Usually it only gets hard when I’m inside.”
