He was coming, and nothing he said or did could changethat.
Laurence abandoned his balls and cupped the head of Alex’s cock. Alex shot into his palm, quivering from the force of his orgasm. When he was done, he collapsed flat onto the bed and focused on hisbreathing.
One exhausted breath in, one shaky breathout.
“It’s okay, baby.” With his clean hand, Laurence undid his fly. He took his time removing his pants and the boxer-briefs beneath. Alex, exhausted and breathless, barelynoticed.
He’d come. He’d come without permission. How could he have let himself dothat?
“You did a good job. I knew you weren’t ready when you asked before. I want it to be something you can’t hold onto—something that needs to come out, even though you don’t want itto.”
Slowly, Alex lifted his head to gauge the reaction on Laurence’s face only to be distracted by what was happening—Laurence was working his spilled cum down his shaft, glossing himself with Alex’s seed. Alex’s eyelids drooped, and the clarity that came after orgasm was fogged over by lustagain.
“Put it in me,” Alex uttered. He spread his legs for Laurence and lifted his ass, giving Laurence his hole. “Breed me with your filthy cock. I want it. I want itsobad.”
Laurence looked up from what he was doing and locked eyes with Alex. He didn’t need to speak. His eyes already said all that needed to be said—“anything foryou.”
He lifted Alex’s leg, positioned himself in front of his hole, and pushed in with his cum-soakedcock.
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Beneath pale moonlight,Alex arched his back and threw his head back, exposing the arch of his neck and the angles of his jaw—skin so tempting that Laurence longed to run his fingers along it, just so he could explore the body his lover had entrusted him with. But tonight wasn’t the time for that. Tonight, more than any other night, was devoted to Alex’s pleasure. What Laurence wanted couldwait.
He pushed deeper, chasing whimpers from Alex’s lips that were almost too sweet to be real, and once there was nowhere else to go, he shifted his hips and thrust in all over again. Alex’s body tightened for him, his muscles quivering like he might come. If he did, Laurence would welcome it. It didn’t matter how long he stayed inside Alex, or whether he came or not—whatever Alex wanted, he would get. Laurence wouldn’t force a single thing ontohim.
He would care for Alex forever. His heart would allow for nothingless.
“Daddy,” Alex breathed. He wiggled his hips, sending shocking sensation up Laurence’s shaft and into his groin. Laurence grunted and thrust a few times in response. “So good, Daddy. Fuck my cum back into me. Put it where itbelongs.”
Laurence did as he was told, a willing slave to Alex’s word. He moved faster and pushed deeper, pushing Alex’s cum back into his body. His lungs squeezed and his heart raced. It shouldn’t have been so hot, but the way Alex wanted it, and the fanatic way he craved it, turned Laurence on likemad.
The seminal fluid of an omega was azoospermic—there was no way Alex could impregnate himself, or anyone else, from it. It didn’t stop what they were doing from being any lesssweltering.
“Daddy,” Alex gasped. He lifted his head and looked at Laurence from beneath lust-laden eyelids. “Have I beengood?”
“The best,” Laurence whispered in return. He kissed Alex chastely, thrusting into him again and again. “My good baby boy. You deserve everything youwant.”
“Then breed me,” Alex whispered. He kissed Laurence again—a short, needy thing that brought Laurence to instinctively buck into him in rapid succession a few times. He’d never been into dirty talk or roleplay before, but Alex had opened his eyes to a new world, and he was thriving in it. “Breed your good boy and knot him, Daddy. Want more cum inside of mesobad.”
With a few simple words, Alex flipped a switch in Laurence’s head, turning him from a rational, considerate man to an object designed for Alex’s pleasure. Laurence dropped his head, shoulders trembling, and gave Alex everything hewanted.
One rapid prostate-pushing thrust afteranother.
Alex cried out, and out of necessity, Laurence clamped a hand down over his mouth to muffle the noise. He pushed into Alex again and again, driving his cock home against the spot designed to drive Alex wild. While he did, Alex’s legs hitched around him, locking around his lower back to make sure he stayed inside. He quieted down, and Laurence took his hand away and focused on giving Alex what he’d askedfor.
He would do anything to satisfy hisboy.
A calculated thrust, designed to hit all the right places. Alex squirmed and rolled his hips, his cock bobbing against his stomach. It was hard again, and a messy strand of precum linked its glossy head to a patch of skin near the dip of hisnavel.
Another thrust. Alex made a noise in the back of his throat that was every bit as sinful as it wassweet.
“Daddy,” he panted. “Daddy, your cock feels too good. It’s gonna makeme…”
Another thrust. Alex shuddered, and white, glossy ejaculate streaked his stomach and chest. It pooled in the concavities of his lithe body,beautiful.
“Oh, baby,” Laurence whispered. He moved his hips steadily, pushing again and again into Alex’s prostate. Alex clenched for him, his passage doing its best to milk what it wanted from Laurence’sbody.
