Untitled Part 48
Chapter Forty Eight: Lover
Hajime~
Day four.
Hajime was kind of sad to be nearing the last bit of Oikawa's marathon of a heat. His mate's bouts were now hours apart, and their intensity was had waned considerably. During their most recent affair, nearly five hours ago, Hajime had been pleasantly surprised to find the he could even wrestle back some control from his wily instincts.
He was now plainly aware that fucking an Omega in heat was a violent affair. It was animalistic and raw-- primal in every sense of the word. Both parties cared little for foreplay or tender actions, the sole thought in their mind was breeding and claiming.
Breeding with seed. Claiming with marks.
Hajime had been surprised to find that he enjoyed the chaotic, mindless fucking. He even enjoyed letting loose-- allowing his instincts to take the reins for short bursts of time. However, he still missed the tender love-making that came from being in control...and being able to tease his Omega into desperate submission.
Maybe...the next bout would be weak enough for him to keep a leash on his instincts for a bit longer. At least, long enough for him to have a bit of classic Hajime fun in the bedroom.
When Oikawa's heat finally came around, at nearly eight in the evening, he clamped down on his feral nature with a mindful vice grip and readied himself to fight back with all his might.
Ten minutes. Just ten minutes of control. That was all he needed.
"Hajime..." Oikawa panted and dropped down to his knees on the hardwood floor of the living room-- coating the oak boards with a sudden gush of slick.
"Come. Here." Hajime barked in command and pointed at the ground in front of him.
Oikawa gasped as his sudden, domineering scent, then began a slow crawl towards him. When the boy finally sat, kneeling in front of him with large, pleading eyes, he smirked. "Stay," he barked, knowing full well that his shaking mate would do so.
Oikawa whimpered, whining like a puppy, as he turned on his heels and walked towards their messy fuck-nest of a mattress. He quickly shuffled through the blankets and pulled a grey hoodie out from the disarray, dark eyes shining with lewd ideas. In one swift motion, he yanked the long, black string from inside the hood and dropped the garment to the floor.
"Pleaseeeee," Oikawa mewled, abdomen quivering with desire-- angry that his Alpha was ignoring him. "Hajime, pleaseeeeeee."
Hajime growled his understanding as he closed the gap, then he knelt down in front of his lustful mate and smirked again. "Put out your hands," he commanded, internally shoving back against his eager instincts-- riled up from his close proximity to his heated mate.
Oikawa immediately complied, but his hazel eyes looked supremely skeptical. "I'm...in a fit...Hajime," he said, breathless. "I...know it's...not as consuming.. .as the earlier ones...but...fuck."
Hajime chuckled the strained words and laced the black string around the boy's slender wrists with professional ease-- he had done this many times before.
"After...will you...fuck me?" Oikawa panted as Hajime tugged him a few feet to the left.
"Oh. I will," Hajime growled with a cocked eyebrow-- extremely pleased with himself for controlling his instincts around an Omega in heat. "But you got round one. And two. And three. And every round we've had this weekend. Now it's my turn."
"Fine," Oikawa conceded with a heavy exhale of scented air and adjusted his arms in front of his keeling position. "Then the next round...is...mine."
"Deal," Hajime growled, chocolate eyes darkening as Oikawa, bound and helpless, began exuding waves of intense arousal into the evening air. He looped the string through the steel latch of the trap door to wine cellar, then moved back a few paces to admire his slender mate in full.
"Please," Oikawa pleaded, leaning his chest forward over his bound wrists to meet Hajime's intense gaze. "Please...Hajime...Alpha...I need it."
Hajime reached behind him to grab a living chair and lurched it behind himself to take a seat. A coy grin passed over his face and he lifted an eyebrow as Oikawa slowly devolved into a quivering mess of slurring lust. He leaned forward to casually rest his elbows on his muscular thighs. "Please what? You want my cock, Omega?"
"Yes...obviously...I do!" His mate whined back with wide eyes. "I'm on fire...!"
He smirked at the desperate words and pushed down his sweatpants, pooling them at his ankles as he sat back in the plush chair. "Then show me," he snarled as he gestured at his pulsing cock with a large hand. His sexual scent were unyielding-- commanding action from his Omega.
Oikawa whimpered at the domineering fragrance and rushed to lean his lithe body forward-- face inches from Hajime's swollen member.
Oikawa squirmed, trying to push his body the remaining distance and Hajime spoke again. "You're going to have to do better than that. Are you going to show me how much you want it?" He chastised with a throaty rumble-- unleashed by his unwitting instincts.
Oikawa gave him a stern look that was one part frustrated, two parts aroused, then compiled. With great effort, he lurched his body forward a few more inches to run a hungry tongue up the full length of Hajime's heavy shaft.
"Good boy," Hajime cooed as he caressed a gentle hand over Oikawa's soft cheek. "Goooooood boy."
Oikawa's flushed face glanced up and rosy lips took in the first inches of his growing cock. The pleasure was, as usual, insatiable. Oikawa's mouth sheathed his member in a feeling of pure ecstasy and the boy's desperate scent for his knot shot him up with a heavy sense of Alpha pride. He felt his cock push deeper, past Oikawa's swollen lips, where it was stimulated by an expert tongue, swirling around to coat it with spit.
After a few minutes of euphoria, he leaned forward on his chair to flick Oikawa's not-so-hidden silver piercing. "You seem to be enjoying yourself, Omega," he snarled and Oikawa's throat vibrated over his cock in a needy moan-- lips humming against his full length in hot desire. "Just look at the mess you've made," he remarked with a feral rumble of his own, dark eyes locked on the glistening puddle beneath his mate. "You're so fucking desperate for my knot...you really want it that bad?"
Oikawa's mouth popped off of Hajime's cock and he nodded vigorously-- mouth and jaw glistening with a mixture of spit and cum. "I...yes. I...need...it. Hajime. I...can't...go...on...much...longer. Not...like...this."
At the frenzied tone, Hajime instincts reared up behind his eyes, threatening to slice through his retina's with their animalistic fury. They wanted control. They wanted to fuck the quivering Omega into oblivion, but he wasn't ready. Not yet. He gripped into Oikawa's soft hair and jerked the boy's head back to gaze into his foggy eyes.
"More. Show. Me. How. Much," he commanded as he shoved his chair out of the way and took a small step back to stand further away from Oikawa's reach. He wanted to see more desperation-- more unchecked lust in his mate's chocolate eyes. "Show. Me. Now."
Oikawa~
Oikawa whimpered out an instinctual plea as he arched his body forward and pushed out his pink tongue as far as he could. He was absolutely desperate to please his Alpha into action-- to please the man into knotting him. Alpha's...cock...too...far...away...he thought out through his hazy mind. He had a better amount of control over his conscious mind lately, but the flurry of Omega instincts still left him feeling disoriented with euphoric lust.
"Not. Good. Enough," Hajime snarled, his scent commanding Oikawa for more-- more wild need for his knot. "I want to see you work for it."
At the feral command, Oikawa tried to jerk his body forward another inch. His hands slowly turned to crimson as he cut off his circulation from the tightly wound string around his delicate wrists. He needed to reach Hajime's cock. He needed to show his Alpha just how much he wanted to be filled. He stuck his tongue out further, but barely grazed the glistening cock-- mere centimeters away now. He whined out in frustration at his failure as his body flooded with another hot wave of frenzied lust. He glanced at Hajime, flashing the Alpha with another set of beseeching eyes, and rocked his hips against steel trap door beneath him to alleviate some of the blazing pressure in his gut.
"Please..." He cried out, nearly sobbing from his rampant arousal. The hopeless position that had forced upon him was becoming agonizing-- his body was a massive pit of fire that needed to be released . It radiated out from his abdomen in an aching sort of ecstasy that could not be tamed by anything but an Alpha knot. By Hajime's knot. "C-closer...come...closer. Please...closer, " he pleaded again, this time using his rocking body to entice his mate.
"Closer?" Hajime growled with a raised eyebrow and leaned forward to grab Oikawa's small cock with a full hand. "You come closer. Omega. That. Is. The. Deal."
Oikawa moaned at the warm contact on his too swollen member and arched forward in a sudden orgasm as Hajime thumbed over the silver balls in his tip. Before he had the chance to enjoy his pent up release, his Alpha yanked him forward by the back of his head and squeezed his flush cheeks to open his mouth.
"Are you going to do what I say?" Hajime challenged with a deep, throaty rumble that left Oikawa, once again, shivering in need. He could orgasm all day long, but it wouldn't do anything to end his bout of heat. He nodded and Hajime pushed two fingers inside his open mouth to feel over his wet tongue, smearing messy spit across his swollen lips. "Good boy. Now suck," the Alpha commanded, unleashing an overbearing scent of aggression that snapped back Oikawa's attention from his glassy stupor.
Hajime tore his fingers back and Oikawa kept his mouth open, holding his tense shoulders nearly a foot beyond his tied hands. Hajime sluggishly rolled his neck and remained in place. His dark figure was overbearing and bristling with an attractive dominance that shook Oikawa's knees against the hardwood floor. The Alpha grabbed the back of his head, pushed a heavy cock inside his open mouth, and jammed the massive length down his throat. Oikawa reveled in the salty taste, happily relaxing his muscles to allow Hajime full access-- it was not the hole that he wanted to be filled, but it was a start.
And it was a glorious start.
"Good. Omega," Hajime cooed, holding Oikawa in place with a firm hand in his hair. "You want this inside you?"
Oikawa pushed his chin upwards, nose grazing the tough muscles of the Alpha's lower abdomen as the large cock pulsed against the inside of his throat. He attempted a nod, foggy eyes asking his mate to give him what he needed most.
"Is that a yes?" Hajime snarled in question, his eyes darkening to a deep hue of instinctual emotion-- black and fully dilated.
Not long now. Not long until his Alpha caved and gave him what he needed most.
Oikawa nodded his response again, this time more frantically, and rocked his hips against the steel trap door-- attempting, and failing, to satiate the fire that pulsed through his stiff body. Hajime held him in place for a few more moments, watching him intently with an increasingly feral scent. Then, the Alpha abruptly jerked his cock away and planted a gentle slap across his cheek as he gasped for new air.
"The only time you're allowed to rock," Hajime growled in a near roar and caressed a loving thumb along Oikawa's scar. "Is. Against. My. Cock."
"Yes...Alpha."
That was all he wanted.
He leaned back, happy to lessen the pressure on his tied hands, and opened his mouth. His pink tongue fell over his lower lip in a dog-like lull and he waited. If Hajime wasn't going to knot him, the next best option for relief was with his Alpha's cock in his mouth.
Hajime smirked at his submissive stance took a step forward-- his tall figure teeming with an intense, Alpha scent of carnal lust. Oikawa grazed his mate's throbbing cock over his moist tongue, maintaining the eye contact that he couldn't bare to look away from anyways. It took everything he had to not rock his hips against the ground again, and it didn't help that Hajime's earlier slap had only spurred on his arousal further-- he wouldn't mind receiving it a second time.
"Please..." He whimpered after dragging his tongue over the tip of Hajime's member. Then, he licked his moist lips and rocked his hips in a sensual motion, not caring about his Alpha's threat. "Fuck me..."
For a brief moment, the world stood still, then the air around them suddenly snapped and Hajime knelt down in front of him, blinking slowly over black pupils. Without another word, the Alpha untied his sore wrists and hoisted him up into a sweaty embrace. Hajime's animalistic scent swirled around him and Oikawa knew exactly what it was commanding-- be quiet, let me fuck you, let me make you feel good. He kept his instinctual whimpering to a minimum as Hajime gingerly lowered his naked body to the mattress. The Alpha rolled him onto his back and moved over him-- lining up a thick, pulsing cock to his moist sex.
Oikawa expected him to plunge in, egged on by his Alpha instincts and Oikawa's own heat, but Hajime's muscles tensed and he slowly worked the tip of his member inside. Oikawa moaned loudly at the unhurried penetration and he legs curled around Hajime's hips as the man sluggishly pushed in deeper.
One quarter of the way in, Oikawa's gut was a torrent of aroused fire.
Half way in, his body started shaking and electric sparks shot through his naval.
Nearly the full way in, he scratched at Hajime's back, drawing fresh drops of blood from older wounds with his frenzied nails.
Hajime stalled just inches from filling him completely. "You're so fucking beautiful," he growled softly and nuzzled into Oikawa's scent glands.
Oikawa panted into his mate's sweaty hair, stomach fluttering with butterflies at the familiar scent that was trapped in the brown locks. "Please fill me. I want all of you. I always want all of you."
Hajime pulled away from his neck and brought their foreheads together-- commanding full eye contact. Then, he thrust his hips hard against the wet hole until his heavy balls touched Oikawa's pale skin.
"Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuck," Oikawa moaned as his hazel eyes rolled back in sheer euphoria.
Nothing, absolutely nothing, could compare to being filled to the brim, during a bout of heat, by his mate. Hajime's blanketing fragrance was both domineering and possessive-- whirling in the air around them with his own sexual scent. They coalesced so beautifully that he couldn't remember what they smelled like before that weekend-- before they had mated.
"Look. At. Me," Hajime snarled out in command and he snapped his glassy eyes back to the Alpha's chiseled face.
He ran a tender hand over Hajime's jaw, then slid it down to the back of his neck and held on. The Alpha groaned at the touch and brought their foreheads back together before pulling his cock back out to the tip. Oikawa sucked in a shaky breath and his mate thrust back inside him in a swift movement that pulled another ecstatic moan from his swollen lips.
Hajime continued to thrust-- pulling out slowly, then quickly shoving back inside Oikawa's flooded sex. Oikawa wasn't sure how long it went on for. He lost himself in his mate's black eyes, in his powerful and possessive scent, and in the electric feeling that shot through his navel with each strong plunge inside his ass. The entire weekend had been flush with animalistic mating, but this time, he was making love with his new mate.
Making love in its purest form.
Oikawa had never been loved during sex in his entire life, and certainly not like this. He felt warm tears pool in his foggy eyes and they quickly spilled over onto his cheeks as his aching hole was knotted.
Hajime gently brushed his tears away with a careful thumb-- implicitly knowing exactly where the emotions were coming from. "I. Love. You," he whispered with a throaty growl that hummed new life into Oikawa's body.
Oikawa smiled, a genuine, joyous smile and moved in to plant a light kiss on Hajime's hard jaw. He nuzzled in close to the Alpha's neck and did something he hadn't done since his first night with Hajime-- he purred. "I love you too..."
And this time, he didn't mind saying it.
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