hello d a r l i n g

Jasper wondered how the other man carried himself in his everyday life and at work.  Was he still the bold, confidant, swaggering Alpha, or had he reined himself in? ”I’d love to borrow a set of yours if you’re offering,” the Omega replied eagerly, relishing the thought of having the other’s scent around him to rock him to sleep.  He got up, now almost fully dry, to follow the other into the cavernous master bedroom.

        From a young age Jack had been forced to take care of himself. His parents were always busy at the hospital and he didn’t have the time or tolerance for nannies. Besides, it was a natural impulse to care for someone. All dominants had it, no matter how hidden it was. With Jasper the desire came naturally. He’d always worked harder than everyone else and had neglected himself in the process. Jack doubted that had changed in the years they were apart. The Omega’s work ethic was important to him and he admired that about the other male. 

          Jack grinned, slipping into his room, fingers tangled with Jasper’s. It was rather silly considering their situation but he wasn’t prepared to let the other male out of his grasp just yet. “Here we are then,” he said, fishing a pair of Derek Rose pajamas from his drawer. They’d be a bit big on the other male but that wasn’t such a bad thing he thought. He liked the idea of Jasper drowning in his scent. More importantly he like that they’d smell like the Omega when they came off.

He was lured by the other man’s new tenderness, although he felt a small twinge of disappointment as well.  But it seemed that the more carnal part of the night had concluded, and Jasper remained happy and pleased by the outcome.  They would have other chances to indulge in their rampant appetites, he told himself, offering a light smile as he stepped past the other man out of the shower.  It was for the best regardless–they both had work in the morning as far as he was aware…Jasper sought out a towel, enjoying its plush texture for a second before swaddling himself in the white terrycloth.  He glanced over rather sheepishly at Jack, rather embarrassed to have been caught enjoying the towel so thoroughly.  “Is it bedtime, then?”

     Home was a concept that had been foreign to Jack for a very long time. Up until he finished university, he had lived in the same cold estate his entire life. His parents walked through it like ghosts and the only real signs of life were the colorful people Edison brought along every now and again. When he got his own flat he swore it would never be like that. Jack wanted lush fabrics and warm colors. He wanted his place to feel welcoming and calm. It was meant to be an escape from the formality and rigidness of his youth.He was pleased to see his efforts were being appreciated, even if it was just a towel. 

     Sometimes Jack forgot to appreciate the little things in life. He took his own privilege for granted and didn’t consider the plight of others. Jasper had always been a good reminder of how differently things could have been for him. A dose of reality had never been the reason he kept the Omega around but it did make Jack want to dote on him. He was far too selfish to share his wealth with everyone but Jack was more than willing to spoil the other male.

     “A bit of rest will be good,” he reassured Jasper, reaching for a second towel to help dry his hair. “We’ve had a long day.” The first good day in a while for the Alpha but he kept that to himself. Any day that involved Jasper was better than the last. 

“You know I’ve never needed luxury,” he breathed back. “…but yes, I…I always imagined I’d get married at some point…I don’t think it’s terrible to want to do it only once.”

His thought process faltered to a halt as a terrible, dark, lustful flame lit in Jack’s eyes.  Jasper both knew and did not know that look well; it was akin to the pre-coitus smolders he had seen Jack wear in the past–the Omega had never witnessed it at this intensity before.  Instinctually his body attempted to take a step back, only to find his heels pressing against the firm and unmoving shower wall.  Jasper’s eyes fluttered shut only as Jack bestowed a kiss, only to open again and resume their anxious search for any sign of disgust from the Alpha in response to his embarrassing admission.  With some degree of relief, he heard Jack agree to his mortified request, only to be asked–

“…O…of course I’m yours,” the brunet managed after a stunned pause.  And yet it was the most certain answer he had delivered all evening.  So certain, in fact, that there was no accompanying blush–his replies were as sure, as matter-of-fact as possible.  The Omega gazed back at Jack through lowered, thick lashes.  “I…I’ve certainly been with a few blokes since, but–Jack, I’ve always been yours.”

     Weddings had always been rather trivial to him. A show of wealth and extravagance meant to intimidate others into believing a false superiority over them. But then, Jack couldn’t recall ever attending a wedding of two people in love. He wasn’t even sure he been to one of two people in like. For most of his life marriage had been a contract. Two families coming together for the mutual benefit of greedy fathers and needy businesses. He was perfectly justified for now putting stock in such a farce.

     Jasper believed in it though and for him, Jack was willing to amend his thinking.  If the Omega wanted to do this properly so be it. He could have his ceremony and the rings. They’d sign a silly little paper that proved nothing their hearts hadn’t already told them. if that was the price to make sure they woke up together every morning then Jack was prepared to pay it. Was Jasper? “For me, there’s only you. I’d have no reason to do it more than once.” 

     Reassurance was a tricky thing. Jack didn’t normally require it but in this scenario he needed to be sure. There was no question that he wanted Jasper more than anything. He simply needed to know that the sentiment was returned, that it wasn’t simply lust motivating him to speak to the Alpha this way. Jasper was a smart man. Even when it seemed like he didn’t have control he did. The Omega never would have said those words out loud if he hadn’t meant them and Jack was pleased to see he did. 

“Y-You and I both know you shouldn’t have,” he managed to stammer out.  Only minutes prior he’d had the high ground, but now Jack had sufficiently stunned him out of his smart-mouthed state.  “You wouldn’t have, you’re…you’re a gentleman–”  Jasper faltered to a halt as he felt Jack’s warm palm rubbing over the flat plane of his stomach.  Was the Alpha picturing it in a rounder, taut state?  Oh god… He tried to fight past his urges with logic, voicing it aloud to distract himself.  “D-Don’t you think we’re doing this all backwards?  M-Most people get engaged before pups…”

Jasper made the mistake of letting his gaze stumble downward to Jack’s cock, which was standing at strong attention, flushed and swollen with blood.  Pre-cum was already oozing from the tip.  The image made the Omega weak at the knees; he was only human after all–how could he resist?  His mind struggled to process even one intelligent thought.  Unconsciously, without realizing he was even doing it, the Omega was licking his suddenly-dry lips.

Jasper pushed past his mortification to finally admit something he’d never felt safe sharing with anyone…anyone but Jack.  “I–I’ve never been able to try this with anyone else, I didn’t feel like I could trust them…”  His hands left Jack’s wrist to flutter nervously as he talked, betraying his insecurity.  Jasper’s eyes had long lost the bravery to continue keeping gaze with Jack, and they were fixed solidly on the shower floor now.  “I…I’ve always wanted you to take me while…while I’m saying no.  Even if I mean yes.”  A silence trailed afterward where it was clear the man was alluding to a darker form of play that he could not name aloud.  

Jasper’s dark eyes met Jack’s own, charged with his own mortification and his equal need.  He tried again, knowing he made no sense.  “–T-They say the pill’s, like, 99% effective.  If you want any chance of…of your seed taking, you’ll have to–”  His temperature rose as he attempted a tremulous proposal, trying to support his wants with logic instead.  “Make me your bitch.”

     There were many things in Jack’s life that he shouldn’t have done. Chief among them was pursuing Jasper as aggressively as he had, taking without permission, and never accepting no as an answer. HIs former lover might have remembered it differently now. Years later, after they had fallen dangerously in love and he’d become blinded to the parts of Jack that should have made him recoil. Jasper wasn’t stupid, he never had been, even he knew Jack was no saint and yet, he had still found some part of the boy that was worthy of love. 

     That alone was reason enough for Jack to have claimed him in the woods. It didn’t matter that he shouldn’t have or that it was reckless. The consequences of his actions meant nothing if it allowed him to keep Jasper to himself. So what if there were other Alphas? They were inferior to him in every way. They could never be for Jasper what Jack was. They could never protect him as Jack could. He had known from the day they first met all those years ago that this man was meant to be his and no one else’s. So why should he resist what they both knew was right?

     “I wanted to,” he confessed, ignoring Jasper’s protests and attempts at reason. Outward appearances could be deceiving and when it came to his feelings for Jasper nothing was what it seemed. Sanity and reason went out the window. Jack’s view of the world narrowed and the only thing that mattered was the Omega pressed against the wall of his shower. He was stumbling over words, heart racing, and all Jack could think about was how badly he wanted to mark him and claim Jasper for his own. “I still could.” The words bordered on threatening. 

     Jack pulled away for a moment, hands still on Jasper’s form. but his own body wasn’t nearly so close. He knew the Omega was trying to distract him by throwing around words like that but Jasper didn’t realize the risk he was taking. They were meant to be a deterrent, or so he thought, but Jack only saw it as a challenge. Did he think the Alpha would say no? Jack had never been one for convention but to please Jasper he’d do anything. “Is that what you want then? A proposal? Do you want a pretty ring and a fancy wedding?”

     With his attention so entirely focused on Jasper it was impossible to miss the way he licked his lips. Even harder to ignore the shift in his demeanor. Above all else Jack was observant, it was what allowed him to play his games so fearlessly, and he knew what ever came next could change everything - more than the prospect of marriage or the promise of marking. Their relationship had been full of Jack’s dirty promises and sometimes surprisingly tender attention. This was different. He could count on one had the times Jasper had truly let him in. This was one of those moments and the Alpha was brimming with anticipation and longing. 

     Those words were the last thing he should have said to Jack. Not because he couldn’t trust the other male but because there was a part of him that always wanted Jasper. A deep primal need that would never stop if given the opportunity and here the Omega was giving Jack permission. Didn’t he understand what he was doing? How risky it was to say such things when he was in this state? Reason would go out the window. Jack wouldn’t stop to consider his actions and there would be no such thing as consequences. He would just take, relentlessly, until Jasper truly was filled with his pups and could be with no one but him. 

     His lips pressed against the Omega’s sweetly, not chaste but comforting, a silent admission that he understood what Jasper was asking for and that it hadn’t been easy to say. He owed him that much, considering the filth that was running rampant through his mind. Even if this moment didn’t call for a supportive lover Jack had matured. He could still be the terror Jasper inexplicably fell for and a good partner at the same time. The hand around his throat moved to cup his cheek and he held the Omega’s gaze for a long moment. Searching his expression for any indication that he didn’t really mean what he’d just said. If he was lying, Jack couldn’t tell. 

    certainly wasn’t his regular circle of friends, the pronunciation of certain words alone confirmed that  ––  his friends would never engage in such debauchery. words spoken about his body have him nervous, isn’t exactly experienced in this area, a few drunk fumbles here and there were the extent of it . form stiffened at the intrusion, not moving for fear of forcing the digit even deeper past the ring of muscle, fingers curl around the edge of the table, knuckles whitening almost instantly. there’s too much happening around him, brunette is tense, knows he needs an out here, needs to take an opportunity if it presents itself, but soon his head if being urged back. jamie obliges, parting his lips, gaze firmly on the features of the other male, as if he’d be able to tell just how far this situation would go simply by looking at him. the uncomfortable position means that much of the liquid spills out of the corners of his mouth, but he manages to swallow some  ––  ‘ i don’t think i’m the person you need for this, i can’t  .. surely you can find someone else, pay for someone at least . ’  words are aimed at jack, figures the guy sloppily playing with his hole wasn’t in a state where he could be bargained with.

Too much time had passed by the time Jasper realized he was openly gaping at his partner.  Enough time for his tongue to feel dry.  His hands remained loosely attached to Jack’s wrist, forgotten in his awestruck state.  The shower water ran above them, but the hissing and dripping sounds might as well have faded into the background–Jasper could hear nothing over the dull roar of blood rushing past his ears, into his face.

“I’m–I’m on the pill,” he finally stammered, rather uselessly, an insincere and paper-thin resistance.  It was all Jasper’s brain could rustle up as any sort of response.  The brunet’s normally-creamy complexion was practically aflame at this point.  Underneath the scent of shower water was the thick, warm pheromones of his slick, which had begun trickling down his legs anew.  His body reminded him of the desires that bloomed when Jack spoke of impregnating him, desires that had always been so embarrassing to Jasper that he’d tamped them down solidly and had quite frankly forgotten about until this conniving, gorgeous bastard had stirred everything up again.  

     Jack dragged his tongue along the curve of Jasper’s neck, up towards his ear, teeth playfully tugging at his lobe. His hand didn’t move from its aggressive position, as if to remind the Omega he was taken. It wasn’t a formal collar but for the moment it would do. At the very least it let him feel Jasper’s racing heart, pulse throbbing beneath his fingertips. Jasper’s silence told Jack everything he needed to know. The rushing blood confirmed it. He had succeeded, found that thing that would make Jasper his without question. Maybe after, when the rush of reunion faded, he’d go back to being cheeky but for the moment he was putty in Jack’s hands.

     “I could have taken you in the woods. I should have. Claimed you right there for everyone to see. Co-workers and friends, celebrating how good you look when your full of my cock.” The last thing he was going to do was let Jasper’s silence be wasted. He wanted to work the Omega up. After what he’d done to Jack it was only fair. The betrayal of his own desires had been completely unintentional but what was the point in pretending? Nothing about his actions suggested this was meant to be fleeting. Jack wanted everything with him. 

     The declaration of his fertility status made the Alpha groan in disapproval but he refused to be derailed from his desires. No form of birth control was entirely effective and Jack was content to keep at it until Jasper’s failed. His free hand slipped over the Omega’s stomach, rubbing possessively the wet skin as if the other male’s womb were his to claim. “Because you are smart my love. Wouldn’t dream of letting a lesser Alpha have what is meant to be mine.”

“I thought you brought me here to have dinner,” the petit man pointed out, both hands still wrapped around Jack’s wrist from a forgotten attempt to pull his hand off Jasper’s throat.  A light groan escaped his parted lips before he even knew he’d uttered the sound–cheeks flushed a light wash of red as he listened to Jack describe his intentions.  Surely they were false–the word wife echoed in Jasper’s head pointlessly.  He was unable to derive sense from it in his muddled state.  Was this jest just catering to Jack’s more dominant kinks?  That had to be it; Jasper knew he would be arrogant to assume that after all this time apart, the other man already considered him to be serious companion material.

The Omega could not help but bristle slightly at the dig about his past relationships.  Part of the reason why their heat had always burned so high was because of their ability to pluck hairs, and it was no different now.  His eyes held equal parts irritation and challenge.  Butting heads had always drawn them closer, like moths to flame.  

“How are you to know that they were inadequate?” the Omega challenged, cheeks at an all-time high temperature, keeping gaze with the other man as he started his renewed pulling at Jack’s grip.  “I’d love to meet the floozies you’ve brought home…sweet husband.”

     “I did. Before you saw fit to play your games.” Jack’s intentions had been entirely innocent. He was fully prepared to leave Jasper alone in the bathroom, give him an opportunity to clean up, and then present him with a suitable meal. Then it became obvious the part of them which required satiating was not their stomachs. An entree was not the solution to their longing. He blamed Jasper, as he always would, for the crack in his composure. The minx had always managed to bring out the worst in him but unlike all the rest, he never seemed afraid. Jack loved that about him.

     Almost as much as he loved the way Jasper blushed. The Alpha was well aware of the things that he’d done, the filthy words that could spill out of such a pretty mouth. In spite of this he still blushed. Jasper clung to the last traces of innocence that Jack had stolen from him all those years ago. Surely he realized how easy it was for the other male to see through him. The Omega’s response wasn’t embarrassment, it was desire, and Jack was determined to make the most of it. 

     “They were not me.” Honestly, he should have known what Jack’s response would be. Only he was good enough for the likes of Jasper. All others would fall short. There was no question or second guessing. The Omega was meant to be his and so no one else would be enough but the Alpha he was destined for. 

The sound of a deep groan made the hairs at Jasper’s nape stand up, goosebumps cascading down to his freckled shoulders.  He couldn’t help the quiet gasp that escaped him as his arm was snagged and his body was pinned to the shower wall.  As Jack’s long fingers wrapped around Jasper’s throat and applied pressure, the Omega’s eyes fluttered shut.  His struggles were confused, mixed with the biological need to continue these stimulations and the knee-jerk desire to resist being pinned.  When Jack released, Jasper took in ragged breaths, blood returning to his face and bathing his pale neck pink.

“What are you implying?” the brunet rasped.  His eyes were dark and simmering as they gazed back at Jack.  Here they were, playing with a more taboo, frowned-upon facet of their sexual relationship–but it seemed neither was opposed against seeing it through.  “What, that you’d take me?  I thought you were a gentleman.”

The Omega offered a wink, letting goading words fall from petaled lips.  “Don’t kid around, Jack.  You’re too nice.”

     Jack couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this aggressive towards Jasper. He hadn’t meant to, in fact he’d spent years trying to manage his temper, but the Omega brought out the worst in him. Letting Jasper go and watching him run off with some other person was out of the question. He was Jack’s. He had to be Jack’s. The Alpha wouldn’t accept him as anything else. 

     His attention was fixed on Jasper’s neck, entranced by the throbbing pulse beneath his fingertips. It would be so easy to claim him. He could just sink his teeth into Jasper’s soft flesh, listening to him moan and crumble beneath Jack’s attention. The thought of his mark remaining on the Omega from this day forward made him desperate. “A gentleman wouldn’t have fucked you in the woods. He certainly wouldn’t have brought you home to take advantage of you here. Again and Again, until you can barely stand, and your voice is hoarse from moaning my name.” His tone verged on threatening, words slow and purposeful. 

“I bet you do,” Jasper returned smoothly, cocking his head slightly.  His smile was equally crooked as he looped his arms behind Jack’s neck.  “But haven’t we had enough fun for tonight?  Tsk, tsk.  You’re so greedy, Jack.”  A finger traced itself down the Alpha’s chest, feeling the grooves of dedicated muscle before teasingly brushing against the base of his cock.  Jack had gravitated toward Jasper because of his equal love for mischief, and that wasn’t plainer to see any time but now.  

“Maybe some other time,” the brunet chirped cheerily, pulling the shower door open.  “I think I should get going before the buses stop running, don’t you think?”

     There was no such thing as too much fun. It made no difference that Jack had become a mature, working professional. He was still a slave to his vices and greed came second only to lust. When his attention was piqued, and there was no question of it now, he didn’t believe in stopping. The Alpha would have much rather overdosed on their time together than be denied a single moment. 

      Jasper’s hands weren’t the only ones that could tease. Jack’s held possessively at his hips, brushing over his lower back, only to grab handfuls of his ass. He urged the two globes apart, letting the water run between his crack, and wet his puckered hole. Certainly Jasper didn’t think this was going to end on such an innocent note? Or did he?

       His departure was met with a groan of disapproval, Jack pulling the Omega back  without any concern for whether or not he actually wanted to leave. It had been an impulsive reaction, one that was less of a choice that he’d ever admit. He refused to let Jasper go. Jack stepped towards him, pinning the Omega between himself and the shower wall. His expression was dark as a large hand found it’s way around Jasper’s throat only for it to turn to a delicate touch along the curve of his neck. “I think you should finish what you started otherwise I’ll make sure you cannot leave me again.” 

It was the laughter, it was going to drive Caleb up a wall. Every little bit of it. The whole thing with whatever girl had been a joke, nothing like this and well, it wasn’t unusual, they did this all the time so why did it matter? Why did this guy care so much about this one girl? The blonde didn’t get it. Then the other started mocking him about it. “Yeah just on my face or in my mouth or something, get it over with so we can both get on with our lives, aren’t you just looking to rape me you creep?” Caleb asked as he looked to the other with watery and red rimmed blue eyes stark against his light skin and ice blonde locks. When the other mentioned that he had no intention of his face, but filling him, using him and leaving him with something else, well, it made Caleb’s stomach turn…Did he know? What could happen…was he planning to impregnate Caleb? Caleb thought he might vomit at such a thought.

Caleb slumped a little, downtrodden by the words coming from Jack’s mouth. “I…just because I don’t have a proper cock doesn’t make me not a man asshole.” He muttered, though the hitch in his voice showed Caleb’s weakness and fear. He knew he was a man, intersex or not but the idea that someone else could or would try to take that from him made fear coil through his ribs and constrict Caleb’s chest like an anaconda, squeezing the life and confidence from the typically self assured playboy. Though, the flick to his clit and the sensation around his asshole made him moan. His movements stopping at the threat put out in the open, the gagging, the gang rape. Caleb half aroused by the idea yet also terrified. Right now he was a virgin, never touched down there by another man, sure some toys..but still. It was something. “I..I won’t scream just…fuck my ass and cum in there…I’m not on birth control.” He admitted.

     “Rape?” he let the word roll of his tongue with a practiced ease. “It certainly seems that way now doesn’t it?” As bad as he was and as much as his actions infuriated Jack, no one deserved to be raped. No, what he had in mind was a fate far more cruel than just taking. There was nothing to be gained from that, not really. The physical and psychological damage rape caused wouldn’t make him change. It wouldn’t take back what had happened to Ella. All force would do was make matters worse. Up until that moment all he was guilty of was kidnapping and everything that came after might have been breaking a few laws but he had no intention of breaking Caleb, at least not like that. “But I assure you. Everything that happens tonight you’ll be begging for.”

       Lofty promise or not Jack had enough patience to work him up and force him down. If history was any indicator he could keep Caleb on edge for hours. Of course, his stamina played a large part in that but multiple orgasms never killed anyone. Chances were he’d probably like it in the end. “Doesn’t it though? You’ve been gifted with the genitals of the fairer sex and if that isn’t deserving of praise, well I don’t know what is.” So maybe he was being a bit condescending but if the encounter was meant to be comfortable it wouldn’t have been going anything like this. “You should have kept that last bit to yourself love. Now what’s going to stop me from creaming your pretty little cunt until it takes?” Nothing. Not a damn thing other than divine intervention could make him walk away now.

Through all of this, he could feel Jack’s member throbbing in the wet, tight cavern of his mouth.  The man was getting off on stuffing his throat.  The brunet made a helpless, gurgling sound of realization around his partner’s cock, but the sound cut itself off quickly as he conserved the rest of his oxygen.  Jasper’s nose was pressed solidly against Jack’s neat, dark curls; he had managed to accommodate for the man’s length despite the little warning.

When the man finally came up for air, it was with some coughing, and a line of saliva strung from his swollen lips to Jack’s cock before finally breaking.  “Y-You really know how to romance a guy,” Jasper rasped.  His eyes were glittering with lust and amor. 

     Vibrations moved along Jack’s shaft and he did his best not to give Jasper too much credit for how good it felt but the fight was pointless. It was quite the trick he’d learned and the Alpha was eager to take advantage of it. He felt at home inside of brunet, as if this was he only place he was meant to be. Lost in the realization he held Jasper against him a little too long.

     Jack leaned down towards his lover as he recovered from older male’s lapse in judgment. The hand tangled in his hair moved beneath is chin so that he could tilt Jasper’s face up to look at him. “We’ve only just begun mon cher,” he informed. Jasper’s lips were pink and puffy from sucking him off and it only made Jack want them more. He pressed his mouth to the Omega’s in a needy kiss, pulling away this time to catch his own breath.

Usually Noah had no issue with words, his diction perfect and in all of his classes he was the top student. Some would even go so far as to call Noah loquacious or vocabulous. Yet, right now Noah could barely get a sentence out, sealed up like a clam the boy just could not find the words his head rushed and face warm as he tried to coherently express himself and was simply at a loss. His typically superior intelligence unraveled in front of Edison leaving Noah nothing more than a large pleasured nerve aching to be felt up and stimulated. Edison just had some kind of control over him, a lure like a moth to flame could not be more accurate. Edison was flame, dangerous, yet Noah could not help himself. He was here, exposed in the most vulnerable way for the young man under Edison’s observing gaze, almost cold yet a warmth was flushed over Noah. The blonde excited by the risk of being here naked on the desk, legs spread and cunt out in the open, clenching and unclenching with a desire to be filled. Hearing what Edison asked of him, Noah whined. “I…I want…touch me…please…” He whimpered as the other ordered him to speak then bit at his lower lip .”I…I want you to take liberties with me…Please…I want to be useful for you. I..want you…to want me.” Noah admitted.

       In any other situation Edison might have been critical of his inability to form a proper sentence but he was far too enamored to care now. Besides that, there was something rather endearing about his stammering. He’d sat through enough classes with the younger male to know that his vocabulary wasn’t lacking and that was perhaps what made it so enjoyable. They hadn’t even gotten to the good part yet and already he was a muttering mess. What would happen when Edison really gave him something to be speechless about? Touch me please was more than enough to satisfy the professor but everything that came after it had his cock straining against his dress pants. He’d encountered more than a few sluts in situations like this, anyone who slept with their instructor was at heart, but Noah appeared to be in a league of his own. “I can think of countless ways to make you useful,” he mused, “but why not focus on what you want for now? I won’t make this offer again. So tell me, what do you really want from me?” There had to be more than just a longing to be cared for. Everyone had their desires and he was itching to hear Noah’s. “Don’t be afraid little one.” His words were soft as his finger ghosted over the younger male’s slick entrance. “I won’t hurt you.”