hunterspear

[hunterspear]

The Omega was a mess. Completely the opposite of the same Omega he met many weeks ago, confident, strong-headed - That Omega didn't bend to his will. But this one - Oh, this one was like putty in his hands. One lick to the man's tip and the other's body was writhing in pleasure. He could only imagine what his cock would do to the man once he was buried deep inside of him... His own cock stirred, pulsing as he continued to taste more of his current plaything... Was this wise? He was taking advantage but he thought, as long as he knew this was just all for fun, noone's really going to get hurt. Besides, after tonight, he's sure this Omega would run off, probably wouldn't want to see him again. This was the man's first reaction to him at the club at least. The thought of the man lying on his bed running away from him lingered in his head, meanwhile stuffing his mouth with the other's pretty hard cock... No, the way the Omega looked right now, no one would think the other hated him. It didn't matter, because tonight, he'd have his way with his toy. Tomorrow's a different day. Who knows what state of mind he'd have when he wakes up in the morning?

"I-I-I don't- A-alpha, I can't- I-it's hard again- A-ah..."

The whining was like music to Hunter's ears; he felt the man bucked his hips, cock plunging a little deeper into his mouth. "Getting a bit impatient, kitten?" He smirked, flattening his tongue before taking the length so deep, its tip grazed the back of his throat. He loved the sensation, loved the feel of the man's twitching cock, and the taste of the other's precum... It tasted like how the Omega smelled... Sweet.

After a moment, Mekha was incoherent, panting as the man agreed to be pleasured with his tongue and fingers. "You want to cum?" He grabbed the man by the back of his thighs and pushed them so that the Omega's lower half was raised, hole and balls exposed. "You look pretty with your hole twitching like that," he breathed out, lowering himself so that his face was to the man's crotch. The Omega was soaked and the more he got closer, the sweeter the other smelled. It made him dizzy with desire that he almost forgot what he was doing, ready to take the Omega. But he paced himself. He wanted to take his time, enjoy this treat. He'd worked hard to get to this man and he was going to lick and mark every inch of him so that the other would remember him for days...

His tongue finally met the man's hole, a gentle lick, just a taste before dragging it slowly up to that skin between hole and sacs... He lingered there, eyes locking with the Omega. A grin pulled at one corner of his mouth, watching the man's face, tortured with pleasure. "Don't cum yet... I haven't stuck my tongue in you yet... I'll make you feel so good but I expect you don't hold back with your noises. I love the sounds you make," and lapped at the Omega's entrance, again and again before using his hands to spread the man's cheeks wider, opening up the other's puckering hole. He slipped his tongue then, tip at first, moving it just to tease. After a moment, he eased pass through the tight ring of muscles, tasting sweet juices. "Hmmmmmm," he moaned, tongue half-way but finding the man so tight even with his natural lubricant. "Relax, kitten, I'm not gonna hurt you," he said, his voice unexpectedly low. "Let me stretch you with my fingers," he continued, letting the man's thighs, one hand on the Omega's belly... He teased the hole with the tip of his middle finger, letting it pucker, lubricant spread all over it, coating his finger as well. Then slowly, he began inserting the same finger, tip first then passed the knuckle until it was down to the hilt. He enjoyed the warmth around his finger, twisting it up before curling it, searching for a particular nerve...

"A-alpha... D-do it, p-please, n-need you t-tah help me c-cum-"

"Tsk, tsk, so impatient," tongue clicked, he began moving his finger in and out. "I don't think one finger would stretch you enough..." He continued with just one finger then added another one after a few seconds. "You're so tight, kitten..." He said, leaning in to kiss the man's inner thigh. "But don't worry, you'll be loose for me before the night ends... And you're going to enjoy it..."

“Look at me. I want you to look at me while I suck you off… Show me how you enjoy what I’m doing to you…”

Mekha moaned, his back arching off of the bed as Hunter sucked him off. The man's voice was deep, commanding, colliding with the inherent Omega need to obey that Mekha was ordinarily so good at fighting against. Now, he couldn't do a damn thing to protest, even if he wanted to - his half-lidded eyes were fixated on the image before him, of his cock resting in Hunter's mouth. The man spoke around it, tonguing the tip and licking the leaky slit, all while looking so composed compared to a panting, writhing Mekha on the mattress.

The Omega could hardly string a sentence together, quivering from the attention, watching as Hunter lay beside him at crotch-height and continued to play with his member. Mekha's fingers slid back onto the sheets, curling into fists as his cock was jerked straight into Hunter's awaiting mouth, the man using his tongue to curl around the head and lick up the pre-cum.

"Do you now, kitten? What more would you like me to do to you?”

Mekha choked out a sob when Hunter's fingers squeezed his filled balls, instantly causing his cock to spring upward, starting the cycle of Hunter sucking him and groping him anew. The pressure was tight in his gut, his lower half throbbing from the prolonged pain of his arousal, body trembling at the way he was being toyed - but god, god, it felt good. When Mekha got himself off, he jerked his cock to completion, only sometimes holding himself back from cumming if he had the time to indulge - but this was a long time to be teased, especially while in heat when all he was wired to do was be filled and cum over and over again.

"I-I-I don't-" Mekha swallowed, unable to finish his sentence. He didn't know what he wanted. Hunter's hands had been good - his mouth even better - but he was already so overwhelmed. Mekha didn't think his first time having sex would be when he was in heat, barely legible, unable to take control over anything - but he was in that situation now, lost, only seeking his own pleasure and that of his Alpha, totally dependent on another to guide him through it because he didn't know what to do. "A-alpha, I can't- I-it's hard again- A-ah..." Mekha whined, hips bucking into Hunter's mouth desperately, unable to think about anything else that seeking another release.

"Would you like me to use my tongue inside you, too? Or do you prefer to start with my fingers? Make you cum a few times before I put my cock in you? Surely you’ll let Alpha do whatever he pleases to you, right?”

"A-ah... y-yes... y-yes," Mekha panted, unsure what he was consenting to. Fingers? Tongue? Cumming? Yes but... not quite, according to his inner Omega. No, internally, his nature was whispering in his ear at Hunter's last words - to submit to them, to let this Alpha who he kept thinking of as his, do whatever he wanted to him. If he wanted to lick Mekha's hole clean from the inside, Mekha should let him. If he wanted to plunge his fingers in there and just keep him plugged until Mekha cried tears of frustration from the lack of activity, he should let him. If Hunter wanted to throw him onto his hands and knees and fuck him until his form imprinted on the mattress and knot him so that his seed was filling up his insides, he should let him.

No, no, not should.

Would.

Mekha would let him, because that's what his instincts were telling him he wanted.

The Omega stared down at Hunter, helpless, watching as the man nipped marks into his skin, matching the others that decorated his neck and lips and chest. He had an Alpha right now, who knew what he was doing, who was willing to spend his heat with him - why shouldn't Mekha just let go and let Hunter do as he pleased?

"A-alpha," Mekha keened, desperation in his voice as sweet pheromones filled the room, trying to lure Hunter into touching him more. "D-do it, p-please, n-need you t-tah help me c-cum-"

[hunterspear]

Hunter smirked against the kiss, feeling the Omega open up, allowing him full access to the other’s mouth… Lips, teeth, tongue. He tasted it all; tongue swiping tongue; teeth clashing with teeth… He made sure he left the Omega’s lips swollen, nipping at them, maybe even drawing some blood. It was dizzying, intoxicating, and he needed something to hold on to to center himself, keep control. His hand found Mekha’s neck to be the best place to grip the other…

All the while, his other hand continued to busied itself with the man’s stiff cock. It leaked, telling him the excitement he had incited in the man. It made his chest swell; he had already conquered the Omega the moment the other allowed to be touched in his car… 

This whole - thing. The game? It was just icing on the cake. How was a defiant Omega turned into putty within his hand? The man was practically melting whenever the tip of his fingers touched a part of the other. 

It didn’t take long before he was carrying the man to his bed. He didn’t mind the injured shoulder and held onto the body that shivered the moment they left the shower. He laid down the Omega on the mattress, as gently as he could. Not that he was trying to impress; there was no need for that at this point. He knew that no matter what he did from here on, the Omega will accept as something the man wanted - needed. As the man sprawled on his bed, he stood tall, feasting over the spread in front of him. Nicely toned body, smooth looking skin… And the Omega’s cock twitched prettily that he couldn’t wait to have it in his mouth. He climbed onto the bed, crawling on top of the Omega who he then began kissing… Slowly at first before it progressed to aggressive marking of the other’s skin. On the neck, chest, stomach, thighs…

Once he was close to the man’s crotch, his tongue stuck out, dragging still damp skin before finally enveloping the other’s tip with his mouth. He gently sucked at first before focusing on licking its head, swirling his tongue as he kept his eyes on the Omega. 

“Look at me,” his firm voice filled the room. “I want you to look at me while I suck you off… Show me how you enjoy what I’m doing to you…” He then gripped the man’s cock, allowing it to slip past his lips one more time, letting it crawl down his throat and loving every second of it -

"A-Alpha's mouth is so nice… M-more...!" 

He then felt a grip on his shoulder, putting another smirk on his lips. "Do you now, kitten?” He encouraged, moving up to lay next to the man but his face still close to the other’s crotch, his hand gripping the girth, jerking it into his mouth. "What more would you like me to do to you?” He teased, sticking his tongue out and taking the Omega’s cock to swipe repeatedly against it. He drank whatever leaked from the man before his hand slid down below to cup the other’s balls. He squeezed them a little firmer so that the other’s stiff cock stood up straight. He covered the length with his mouth again, massaging the balls as his head bobbed up and down. After a moment, he pulled away, own cock aching but there was a time to put forth his own lust. He was enjoying playing with his new toy.

"Would you like me to use my tongue inside you, too? Or do you prefer to start with my fingers? Make you cum a few times before I put my cock in you?” There was no sense in speaking politely at this point. He wanted the Omega to know what exactly was going to happen now that the other laid in his bed. "Surely you’ll let Alpha do whatever he pleases to you, right?” And nipped and kissed the man’s inner thigh… 

“I’ll do more than kiss you, kitten…” 

Mekha had been kissed before, but it was nothing like how Hunter was kissing him right now. The man's lips were firm, solid, capturing Mekha's own and immediately dominating their narrative, with the Omega parting his mouth so that Hunter could deepen it further. He was held securely by his neck, but Mekha didn't think he would pull back even if he had been given a chance to - because it felt so fucking good to be kissed this way.

The Alpha's tongue swiped its way inside, tangling with Mekha's, leaving no part of him uncharted. All the while, Hunter's calloused palm was pumping Mekha's cock, causing the smaller man to start rocking against him for more, his member easily sliding through because of the soapy water. Hunter's words from earlier about him pretending to be a virgin were still in the back of Mekha's mind, as well as the fact that it would hurt, but they were totally overshadowed by everything else the Alpha had been saying, about his cock reaching places inside of him that Mekha never thought could be reached. His inner Omega was mewling with delight at that, wanting to be filled by a strong and virile Alpha, one that would leave him satisfied by the end of his cycle.

When they parted, Mekha was panting, glancing down between their bodies after answering Hunter's question about how he liked to be touch. He let out a broken moan when Hunter gripped his flesh with more pressure, sending warm sensations throbbing throughout his lower half.

“Of course you like Alpha’s hand… And you’re only going to enjoy my hands and nobody else’s from now on.”

Maybe if Mekha's mind wasn't clouded by the heat and his cock wasn't being played with, he would have registered what Hunter was saying. It would have sank in, that Hunter's words sounded more like a claim that a game. He'd have never allowed that to be said to him, if he were coherent, especially since it was coming from someone he didn't like and who he wasn't in a relationship with - but the Omega mind in heat operated on a different wavelength. Hearing the Alpha taking care of him make this claim had him gushing with slick, so unbelievably turned on by the sentiment. There was so much - more than he thought there would be. It had to be a result of his heat, right?

Mekha moaned, feeling the rough pad of Hunter's thumb brush over his leaky slit. He was so confident - so precise in his touches, so experienced in what he was doing. It felt easy to just let Hunter do as he pleased, to go with the flow of whatever the man wanted to do, even though it went against who Mekha was. To submit to someone so easily, to allow his body to be manipulated in this manner - he should be ashamed of himself, even if it was all because of his biology. He shouldn't be panting and eager for more, giving his body away willingly, rolling his hips into the Alpha's touch that was making him harder by the second.

“You want my mouth on your cock, too? Want me to suck you off, kitten?”

Mekha exhaled shakily, feeling the way Hunter's fingers brushed over his heavily hanging sacs. His hole twitched, begging to be touched, his sweetness seeping out of him in desperation to be filled.

“Since you asked nicely. Hold on to me.”

Powerful arms securely wrapped around Mekha's smaller body up, lifting him up. The Omega clutched onto Hunter's shoulders, feeling the spray of the water ceasing to hit his body as the Alpha walked the two of them out to the bedroom, lingering droplets dripping onto the floor. Mekha could feel the way their cocks were brushing up against each other in this position, their hard lengths sliding deliciously with every step that Hunter took towards his massive bed. Mekha tilted his head to the side when he felt Hunter nuzzle at his neck, at his scent gland, kissing his throat and his shoulders all without looking where they were going. When they reached the bed, Mekha was gently laid down, shivering a little from the wetness on his skin before the bloom of heat warmed his body. He looked up at Hunter, who loomed over him, placing Mekha's hands above his head, leaving him on full display. The Omega shivered again, but not from the cold - this time from being exposed in front of another.

“Stay still. Open your legs… I want to suck you off.”

Mekha gasped when Hunter's wet tongue made contact with his heated skin, dragging all the way down his naked body, going to his stomach and then returning back up to Mekha's flushed chest. When Hunter's mouth encircled the still-sensitive buds of Mekha's nipples, the Omega moaned, the prickle of pain mixing together so well with the pleasure. He arched his back, encouraging more, small noises he was trying to hold back escaping him. A particularly rough swipe of Hunter's tongue had Mekha moaning loudly, his tone slightly breathless. "A-a-ahhh~" Mekha called out, fingers finding the sheets beneath him and scrunching them up. "A-alpha- p-please, h-hurts-" Mekha whined, but didn't move away. If anything he arched his back up to press his chest into Hunter's mouth for more.

When Hunter had his fill of Mekha's nipples, he continued his descent down to where the Omega wanted him the most. Powerful hands pushed his legs apart, his wet hole and leaky cock in complete view, with Mekha looked down the length of his body to watch what the Alpha would do to him. Hunter's tongue flicked out and when it made contact with his tip, the Omega moaned. The sensation was only fleeting, small, with Hunter repeating it and not lingering for a second longer, which only served to tease and arouse Mekha more. His cock was pulsating, the vein on the underside more pronounced with his arousal, the pressure within him building up from the kitten licks that the man was giving his tip. It felt good but torturous - his cock was there for the taking, but Hunter cruelly only focussed on the tip, not giving Mekha anymore and it made the smaller man begin to squirm in place from anticipation. Hunter's teeth grazed against the sensitive skin, and that was all the warning Mekha got before his entire length was covered by the man's hot mouth. Instinct took over and Mekha bucked his hips up into Hunter's mouth, panting with desperation for more.

“Keep still.”

The reminder - warning - was said with Mekha's cock inside of Hunter's mouth, and the vibrations that shot up through it had him mewling loudly and fisting the sheets even more tightly. His balls felt even heavier now, with his cock being swallowed and tasted in that warm and wet cavern of Hunter's mouth, who worked his arousal further with his tongue. There was pain when the tip of it focussed on his slit, where Mekha's pre-cum did was dripping out of him, and he couldn't stay still - he squirmed, not entirely comfortable at the unfamiliar sensation of his slit being tongued, but too far gone by how good everything felt as a combination to think about stopping.

“Your cock tastes so good, kitten…”

Another moan, the nickname approved by his inner Omega, who was loving this attention. "A-Alpha's mouth is so nice," Mekha whined, one of his hands finding its way to Hunter's shoulder - the non-injured one - and squeezing as if to hold on. His legs fell open even wider as he squirmed in place again, trying to buck his hips up impatiently, the true definition of a helpless Omega in heat. "M-more...!"

[hunterspear]

what kind of flower are you?

22nd of July

>> Birth Flower: Mini Pineapple >> Language of flowers: You are perfect >> Message: You can surely be perfect by accepting and forgiving your incompleteness

[hunterspear]

let me tell you your darkest desire

to be as beautiful as you once were

you revisit the memories of your former self in a haze of nostalgia. all those wild nights seem prettier from the rear view mirror. it's an ideal you'll always be trying to replicate, but growth is a journey. and you can't repeat the past. (or can you?)

[hunterspear]

let me tell you your darkest desire

for it to never end

you're slow dancing with someone you know will ruin you. maybe they already have. but you've been holding on for so long, your arms don't know how it feels to fall from this embrace. it's dying, this little, tragic love, but it made you feel alive once. maybe it was all inevitable. maybe it's better that it couldn't last forever. (you deserve someone who loves you as much as you do, let go)

[hunterspear]

Could be the heat, Hunter thought, as he watched crimson spread across the Omega’s face. Unless Mekha was a great actor after all, pretending to be innocent to get him going, to get him hooked. And all that pushing and staying away were just a ploy to play hard to get… Would the Omega really have time to think about all that during his heat? Well, an experienced Omega would know how to catch an Alpha. But - truthfully, his desire to fuck the Omega senseless came before all this act, whatever it was this man in front of him was playing at. It was a bit much, he thought, as the other shifted his gaze and pretended to avoid staring at his massive cock… But he’d play along, have fun, milk it til he was tired of it. 

And how could he possibly stop now when sweet slick honey was pulling him by his senses… The Omega was oozing as if the man’s body was begging to be used. If he was to guess, Mekha must be ready for him by now, hole open for him to violate. But ah, of course, they were playing a game despite the other’s heat taking over. He was to play a caring and gentle Alpha to a coy Omega who was acting like this was his first time… 

"B-but I am..." 

Hunter waited for the rest of the response but it didn’t come. He wasn’t surprised. Mekha must be enjoying his role. The moan that followed confirmed it to Hunter who continued to grope the Omega’s bare ass… Ah, there, he thought, the man’s eyes staring up at him like a lovesick puppy. He’d seen that look so many times that he’d gotten used to it. He wasn’t moved or affected but he decided to have fun while the Omega still had the stamina to roleplay.

"I-it'll hurt-" 

The Omega was committed, whining as the other glanced between their bodies as if sizing him up. 

“You’re really sticking to your character,” he commented, letting his stiff cock brushed against the man’s flat stomach. “It will hurt and my cock will reach your insides where you thought you couldn’t be touched… But I’ll make it worth your time,” he said, expecting the Omega would break his role with how crass he spoke. He wanted the Omega to crack, he wanted to see the cold stare fighting against the other’s instinct and nature… Instead of the old Omega he’d gotten to know, something else came through, a shift in the sweet scent that had been surrounding them since he had the Omega in his lap. The smell disturbed the honey scent that permeated his nose, putting a deep line on his forehead. His eyes squinted, staring at the Omega for a moment… A thought crossed his mind - Was it possible that Mekha was actually telling the truth? Right. It wasn’t impossible but it was highly unlikely… 

"A-alphaa… K-kiss me Alpha?"

Hunter scoffed, letting the Omega pull him by the neck. “I’ll do more than kiss you, kitten…” 

The kiss was deeper than the first; he let his mouth thoroughly taste the Omega, capturing noises and swallowing them. With his mouth exploring, he let his hands do as well… Soap and water covered his large hands that reached down and pumped the Omega’s cock, slowly and carefully… His eyes were fixed on the man whose smell turned sweeter by the second… Intoxicating, he found himself wanting more, inhaling even under gushing water… 

"I-I... u-um… I-I like- Alpha's hand-" 

It might be an act but he found Mekha’s actions a turn on; once again, the man covered his mouth with his hand as the other watched him play with his cock. “Of course you like Alpha’s hand… And you’re only going to enjoy my hands and nobody else’s from now on,” he said without thinking, gently squeezing the stiff flesh, putting it under water to rinse, jerking it and pressing its slit again and again… 

"A-and Alpha's mouth..." 

He grinned after hearing the whining, leaning in to speak so close to the Omega’s mouth. “You want my mouth on your cock, too?” He raised an eyebrow, pulling the hard muscle slowly, encouraging the Omega to start moving his hips against his palm. “Want me to suck you off, kitten?” He breathed out, letting the man’s cock go before reaching below to cup the man’s heavy sacs, barely grazing the ass that oozed honey scented lubricant. 

"W-would you Alpha? P-please? W-wanna try..." 

Hunter groaned, “Since you asked nicely,” he said, nuzzling the Omega’s neck before putting them both under the water. He reached to pick up the man once again, not minding the pain that spread on his left shoulder. He would suffer a little bit because of his surgery but he didn’t mind at the moment. He took the Omega’s leg to wrap around his body and picked up the man to carry out of his bathroom, their cocks pressed against each other’s body. 

He kissed Mekha’s neck, focusing on the other’s throat, “Hold on to me,” he instructed as he walked into his bedroom… He stood at the foot of his bed, hands running down the Omega’s back the entire time, kissing all over the man’s shoulders and neck. He carefully laid the man on the bed, followed by his body on top. “Stay still,” he said, pulling Mekha’s hands above his head. “Open your legs… I want to suck you off,” and dragged his tongue from the Omega’s throat down to the man’s flat stomach before lazily dragging it back up to focus on the man’s nipples which were still raw from his biting and sucking earlier… He kept his eyes on the Omega while he circled his tongue around the man’s left nipple. He purposely took his time, wanting to hear the man whine and beg once again.

Finally, he couldn’t hold it any longer, he moved lower, between the Omega’s legs which he pushed wider open with his hands. His face close to the man’s pretty cock, leaking in excitement. He stuck his tongue out and licked its tip without touching it. He did this a few times, watching the flesh twitch and pulse. He continued to lick from base to tip, again and again… Even using his teeth, lightly grazing the length before covering the head with his mouth without touching it. “Keep still,” his words were muffled, the man’s cock half-way inside his mouth. He sucked, moaning around the cock he slowly swallowed. The Omega tasted sweet and he wanted more of the man’s precum. He pulled away, tip of his tongue then moved around the man’s slit, gently forcing the opening to stretch. “Your cock tastes so good, kitten…” He hummed, fixing eyes with the Omega as he continued to tease the man’s slit, lapping whatever juice that oozed from it… 

Mekha knew his face was red, could feel the heat steaming off of his cheeks, from a combination of the hot shower, his heat, and his embarrassment at seeing Hunter in all his naked glory. For a split second, the rational voice that usually guided Mekha returned from where it was subdued by his heat - it was telling him to run, reminding him that he didn't want to do this, not with an Alpha he wasn't mated to. The words of warning reverberated through his mind, but it didn't last for very long. Instinct was a powerful, unbreakable thing, as well as hard to ignore. The fact that there was an Alpha in front of him, wiling to spend Mekha's heat with him, had the Omega nearly falling onto his knees under the shower's spray to get started. His hole was twitching, spasming with excitement at the prospect of being filled even though this was uncharted territory, leaking sweet-scented slick at an even faster rate that before.

Hunter approached to remove his hand from his mouth, but Mekha still couldn't meet the man's eyes, shy after having accidentally commented about the size of the other's cock. How else was he supposed to have reacted? He's never seen one this big in person before. Was that how all Alphas were? How would it even fit anywhere???

“Are you pretending to be shocked? I can play along if that’s what turns you on…”

Mekha gulped, his throat bobbing as he gazed up at Hunter with wide eyes. "B-but I am..." He whispered, his voice barely heard under the bucketing spray. He wasn't pretending at all - he was shocked, his reaction from earlier genuine. Mekha in his previous relationships hardly ever went this far, he didn't even let his boyfriends in the shower with him if he wasn't sure their relationship was headed somewhere. Everything he was experiencing with Hunter now was totally new, foreign, a mixture of exciting and scary - though the excitement stemmed from the fact that Mekha was in heat, because he'd have never been in this situation otherwise.

“Do you want me to take it slow? Be gentle in handling you?”

Mekha let out a tiny moan, the low tenor of Hunter's voice curling so pleasantly in his ears and sending a shudder running down his spine. The man's grip on his ass was hot, with Mekha tensing at the squeeze before allowing himself to be pulled close to the other's body. Even if the Alpha's voice was low and soft, the tease was present - arrogant, confident, presumptuous, everything Mekha hated about Hunter's treatment of him. And yet, he was drawn like a moth to a flame, big brown eyes blinking up at the man who leaned in close to him. If Mekha concentrated, he swore he picked up on the other's scent - fleeting, like in the car, frustratingly out of reach despite being within proximity - but the short exposure was enough to have him weak at the knees.

“Would you cry for me when I put it in… Tell me how much it hurts? Like it’s your first time?”

"I-it'll hurt-" Mekha whined, glancing down between their bodies at Hunter's imposing cock, a slight ooze of worry briefly appearing through his sweet scent. Mekha's mind was hazed over with heat, but he was sure he mentioned in the car that he's never done this before - did Hunter not believe him?

Mekha should tell him again. He should make this clear. He knew that his body was made for it, knew that the slick it naturally produced was to prepare him for an Alpha's cock to fuck him and knot him and fill him with cum, but Mekha wasn't sure he'd be able to handle what Hunter was packing.

Just as the Omega opened his mouth to tell Hunter all of this, the man's hand gently swiped over the side of his face, with his thumb rubbing over Mekha's lips. The touch was so tender, so soft, so unlike how Mekha had perceived Hunter to be, almost the image of what he thought this idol would have been like before he met him. He was frozen, his sensitive nerves alight from that gentle caress, his lips parted and gaze beginning to glaze over as the other spoke.

“And then… I’ll teach you how to suck my cock… You’ll learn how to properly please your Alpha tonight.”

"A-alphaa..." Mekha whined, helplessly yielding, every part of him from his mind to his body to his mouth refusing to protest as he normally would have. You're not my Alpha! Mekha might have snapped, pushing the man away. I don't need to please you! Go and find someone else. Yet now in his heat, with the Omega instincts within him so present and strong and at the forefront of his actions, he wanted nothing more than to obey. Mekha's nature was telling him to impress this Alpha, this potential mate, to suck his dick and take his knot and let him fuck him until he couldn't walk straight.

Hunter guided him to the wall, pressing him against the cold shower tile. Mekha shivered, but not for long, because the hot water was cascading down around them, steam lingering in the air. He hadn't broken eye contact with Hunter yet, and saw right up front when the Alpha leaned in even closer to run his lips over Mekha's jaw. It wasn't long after that that Hunter's mouth was on his, with Mekha letting out a surprised, breathless gasp at the contact. His mouth parted clumsily as Hunter's tongue swept in, and while it didn't last for long Mekha felt breathless regardless.

“Can I kiss you?”

Mekha released a shaky breath, his arms reaching up to wrap around Hunter's neck. "K-kiss me Alpha?"

No sooner had Mekha asked did Hunter do so, in a way that was different from before but no less intense in the emotions it stirred within the Omega. Little pecks of their lips, light smooching sounds that were drowned out by the water, before a tongue slipped into his mouth. Mekha let out a moan, opening his mouth to allow the other access, feeling the wet appendage swipe every inch of the soft and warm space. Beneath him, Mekha's cock was stirring again while his hole fluttered, a burst of translucent honey slick running down his legs from the arousal.

Mekha would have been embarrassed if he realised that he was trying to chase Hunter's lips when the other pulled away, but he was getting more and more desperate. A pang of pain bloomed in his lower stomach, his heat reminding him of his needs. He wanted to touch himself like he had in the car, pump his cock until he released, but Hunter seemed to have other ideas. The man was lathering soap with his hands, using it to wash Mekha of the cum that had dried on his stomach earlier. His inner Omega was purring at the attention, of the fact that a big strong Alpha was taking care of him during his heat.

“How do you like your cock handled? Do you like being sucked? Jerked? Both at the same time?”

"A-ah..." Mekha bit his lip when Hunter's hand encircled his cock. He was already at half-mast, small balls beginning to fill, but Hunter's how hand around him was threatening to speed that process up. Mekha looked down, his soap-covered dick almost dwarfed by that hand, the skin between them already so deliciously slippery.

"I-I... u-um..." Mekha hesitated, finding it difficult to concentrate on anything other than the sight in front of him. "I-I like- Alpha's hand-" Mekha admitted before he could stop himself, bringing his own hand up to cover his mouth in shyness like he had before. That's all Mekha had experienced with another. He hadn't... n-no-one had sucked him before. As much as Mekha had wanted to, he couldn't let that happen and risk an Alpha trying to go further when he wasn't ready or didn't want their company. This was all so new to him, overwhelming, but he wanted it so badly with only one thought crossing through his brain...

What would it be like to have his Alpha's mouth on him?

"A-and Alpha's mouth..." Mekha moaned with uncertainty, his breathing starting to become shallow has he bucked his hips up into Hunter's touch. "W-would you Alpha? P-please? W-wanna try..." Try having my cock sucked for the first time...

[hunterspear]

Hunter was confidence incarnate. He knew he was talented, he was well aware of his good looks. Never once he felt self-doubt and his confidence matched the persona he presented to the world, both in front of his fans and those who knew him closely. Stripping in front of people was second nature. Not that he was an exhibitionist, he just knew he looked great and that there was nothing that he could and would be embarrassed about. When he saw the Omega staring, he was not phased. He was not surprised and instead, he wore a cocky smirk  in the corner of his mouth. However, the Omega’s reaction after the comment -

"A-alpha so big..." 

Put a frown on Hunter’s face. Covering his mouth, the man who stood naked inside his shower lowered his eyes in shock and avoided looking at his form. Was Mekha playing innocent? Was he acting and wanting to play a game? He could go for that, Hunter thought. He knew sooner or later the real person behind the Omega’s cold and tough exterior would soon deteriorate. Mekha would literally fall to his knees in front of him like many others before him. And once that happened, Hunter knew he’d won.

He stepped inside the shower, hard cock swinging as he approached, reaching for the hand that covered the other’s mouth. “Are you pretending to be shocked?” Not like this was your first time seeing a cock, he wanted to add but somehow decided not to. “I can play along if that’s what turns you on…” His tone changed, it was softer, lower. “Do you want me to take it slow? Be gentle in handling you?” He was teasing and he was enjoying it. At this moment, he thought he’d figured out the Omega… His hand reached behind the man, squeezing an ass before pulling the man close so they stood face to face. He leaned in, the smirk still on his face, “Would you cry for me when I put it in… Tell me how much it hurts? Like it’s your first time?” His cock twitched at the vision of Mekha’s face filled with tears, begging him to slow down… A hand brushed the side of the Omega’s face. “And then… I’ll teach you how to suck my cock… You’ll learn how to properly please your Alpha tonight,” he added, swiping a thumb over the man’s lips before carefully pushing the other against the shower wall, warm water running down on their burning bodies.

His lips brushed the man’s jaw… He realized, they still have yet to kiss. Something in his chest leaped in what seemed to be excitement but he suppressed it immediately and decided not to spend time thinking about nonsense. He covered Mekha’s mouth with his own. Tongue swiped over the Omega’s teeth then tongue, a couple of seconds of heated actions and he was pulling away, his eyes stared at Mekha’s face. “Can I kiss you?” He asked, as if he hadn’t done it already? His head nodded and once again proceeded but this time, he used his lips, brushing against Mekha’s, puckering, tiny little pecks on the other’s mouth before he stuck his tongue inside, moving it around to taste and feel. 

He was catching his breath when he pulled away, reaching for some body wash without taking his eyes off Mekha. He lathered the liquid soap in his hands before gently washing the other’s body with it, his palm slowly reaching between the Omega’s legs. “How do you like your cock handled?” He asked, his breath kissing the man’s wet cheek. “Do you like being sucked? Jerked? Both at the same time?” Hands covered in soap then began fisting Mekha’s length. Pretty cock hardening when it just came not so long ago. 

Mekha felt like his head had been dipped into a cloud, light and airy and obscuring any clarity he may have had left. He panted heavily, his naked chest expanding with the deep breaths he inhaled, gulping the air like water after having cum in Hunter's lap. He could still feel the sting of the man's teeth against his sensitive nipples, the peaks hard from the Alpha's mouth working on them, and the bottom of his chin tingled from the lingering sensation of Hunter's lips kissing the skin there gently. If Mekha was coherent, he may have wondered why - it seemed so out of place. Hunter was acting like the kind of Alpha Mekha thought he would be, back when he had called himself a fan. It was different from the person he had come to know, which was confusing. But, in the haze of his head, the Omega within only focussed on the positives of their interaction right now. As far as he was aware, Mekha had a strong, virile Alpha who was willing to help him through his heat, and that's what was important right now.

The car was filled with the sweet pheromones of an Omega, with Mekha's own unique honey scent oozing out of him in waves. It seemed to be affecting Hunter, who looked at him with dark and lust-filled eyes. The Alpha had helped Mekha reach his climax, letting him grind down in his lap and adjusting his ass so that it was in line with his cock beneath. The tease of it, of the promise of how Hunter could make him feel good through his heat, as well as his own hand sliding up and down his slick cock had overwhelmed Mekha into cumming between their bodies, soaking Hunter's shirt with his sweetness. His body felt simultaneously heavy and light - light from the release, but heavy because this was only the start of his three-day cycle.

“You taste really sweet.”

Mekha inhaled sharply when Hunter's hand touched his wet cock, still semi-hard and over-sensitive from just having spilled. He shuddered, watching as the Alpha tasted the slick, licking it clean off of his fingers before doing the same with Mekha's hand, his rough tongue running over the soft pads that were coated with his own seed. Mekha choked back a moan, watching Hunter sucked on his fingers until they glistened with saliva. Dangerous images of those fingers being replaced by Mekha's cock started flooding into the Omega's mind, and he knew he had to leave and get home.

When Mekha spoke, his voice croaking and oozing with desire, he had intended to tell Hunter to send him home now. Instead, he addressed the man as Alpha, moaning it loudly in the private space of the car. He hadn't meant to - he never would, if he wasn't on heat and his brain wasn't so muddled with arousal. The worst part was when Hunter responded to him by calling him "Kitten." The word curled so perfectly around his tongue, almost causing Mekha to purr from the attention and sweetness of the nickname. He couldn't ask for anything from the Alpha other than for more of what he had just experienced, the thought of going home only present in the recesses of his mind instead of at the forefront. Like this, in such a vulnerable state where nothing made sense to the typically logical Omega, anywhere his Alpha took him would be home.

Wait - his Alpha?

No, no that was wrong. Why did Mekha think that way? He didn't really, surely not - it was just the heat. Hunter was an Alpha in front of him, simple as that. He was not his, no matter how much the Omega within him was referring to him as such.

“Okay, kitten… Whatever you want. Are you ready to come home now?”

Mekha's head automatically tilted to welcome Hunter's kiss against his chin, exhaling shakily and shuddering again from the nickname. "A-alpha," Mekha repeated. "T-take me home?"

“We’ve been home. Do you want Alpha to take you inside?”

"Y-yes Alpha," Mekha breathed, not even realising that they were still outside Hunter's private mansion and not his own condo. He was too far gone to realise that even though he was agreeing with what Hunter was asking, he wasn't making the choice of his own volition - that his heat and his nature was doing the talking for him, forcing him to think with his desires and emotions rather than his brain.

Mekha was already shirtless, but Hunter helped him take off the remainder of his clothes, leaving them on the floor of the car. That included his phone, still nestled in the back pocket of his jeans, leaving him naked and isolated from the rest of the world. The Omega whined, not wanting to exit the vehicle unclothed, but Hunter encouraged him to do so with a wicked grin on his face.

“Don’t worry, it’s just us here. No one will see you. I can fuck you out here in the open and no one will bother us.”

Mekha still whimpered, covering his chest and his lower regions with his hands, uncomfortable being so out in the open naked like this during his most vulnerable time of the month. The air was warm and his body was hot, but he felt a chill course through him, the fever of his heat beginning to spike again. He watched as Hunter also stripped, removing his sling and his wet shirt, commenting on how Mekha had made a mess of it. Then the Alpha grabbed his ass, causing the Omega to jerk up from the unexpected squeeze of his soft cheeks.

“You need a shower.”

Hunter led them to the house, with the Omega naturally curling up at his side, still trying to hide his body despite the Alpha assuring him that there were no other eyes on them. It was private, just as Hunter said - there was nobody else in the home or outside, which settled the Omega enough to let some of his guard down. The hand on his ass remained, with fingers squeezing the flesh stirring Mekha's semi-hard cock back to life in addition to the way Hunter kept calling him kitten. It steadily filled, bobbing lightly as they walked all through the property, until they reached where Hunter's room and bathroom was. The man's scent was there, lingering from the sheets in the bed and the clothes in the closet, with one word crossing through Mekha's mind - fresh. Hunter had a subdued scent, but it was so nice, as if rejuvenating Mekha from the inside out and making him want more of it.

No sooner as they were inside Hunter's master bathroom, Mekha was pressed against the wall and gasping as the Alpha began to attack his throat. Hunter had promised to put his marks over Mekha earlier, when Mekha was jerking himself off in the car, and was making true on those words right now, nipping at the Omega's skin. Mekha responded, baring his neck for the other to lick and bite as he pleased, while he desperately clung to the man's body. The Alpha played with his balls too, making Mekha's toes curl against the cool tile, his hips automatically pushing forward for more of that heated touch.

"A-alpha," Mekha groaned when Hunter told him he smelled good, his voice echoing in the bathroom. He was hard again - it didn't take long for that to happen when he was on heat - and he whined when the man pulled away, almost wanting to chase him for more of his touch.

“Get in the shower.”

Mekha's legs were shaky as he nodded, guiding himself on the wall to keep upright as he made his way to the large shower. It would fit the two of them inside easily, and was filled with mild-scented products that wouldn't overwhelm the Omega's senses. A flutter of excitement crossed Mekha, as he realised that if they were in the shower, maybe some of Hunter's blocker would wear off. Then he'd be able to get a hit of the man's true and full scent...

Twisting the tap, Mekha didn't need to wait long until the stream of water started to warm. He stepped underneath, instantly closing his eyes and moaning at how good it felt to have the water cascading down his body. He kept it temperate, not too hot because he was already burning up, but warm enough so that it was pleasant against his skin, which was extra responsive to sensation at the moment. Absent-mindedly, he began to rub at his cock with his hand, intending to clean it off from the cum that coated it but finding that it felt too good not to stop touching...

Sliding his eyes open, Mekha looked towards where Hunter was stripping. His body was as sculpted as he had seen it online, years of athletics and training for his profession keeping him toned and muscular - but Mekha's mouth fell when he caught sight of the man's cock between his legs. It was... it was huge. Long, thick, girthy, with a prominent vein running down to the base, and large balls hanging beneath. He was too far into his heat to feel mortified when his hole automatically twitched and clenched behind him, with more of his sweet-scented slick now beginning to run down his legs, mixing with the water raining down from the shower head.

"A-alpha so big..." Mekha accidentally commented, his filter no longer in existence at this point. Embarrassed - and realising that he was staring for far too long at Hunter's member while squeezing his own cock tightly at the sight - the Omega smacked a hand over his mouth and looked away, his flushed face deepening in colour.

[hunterspear]

[ dis be my man licking mekha's nips... ]

[hunterspear]

It was amazing to watch, the Omega unraveling little by little before him with only a tad manipulation. He felt wicked lying about taking the man home after he came - But with the other’s hips grinding against his cock still under his sweats, he knew there was no chance of letting this Omega go without him having a taste.

Weren’t those days of collecting information and learning about the man boiled down to this particular day? To have a fill of the Omega, quench his thirst and then move on. Today was the day he thought, looking up at the man who was in a daze. The omega’s eyes were half-closed and the other’s hand moved in a constrained manner within the other’s underwear as if the lustful behaviour was a kept secret from him… 

When his hands groped the Omega’s ass harder, enjoying the firm mounds within his palms even under the other’s clothing, the Omega’s hand moved vigorously… 

It didn’t take long before the man finally gave into his manipulation. The action seemed slowed-down but it was Hunter focusing on the Omega’s fingers hooking in the sides of the other’s clothing, dragging it down to expose a hard and slick cock. It glistened with precum, sweet, thick, some spreading on the shirt that he wore –

“You’re almost ready to cum,” he whispered, tongue continuing to drag over a nipple after he took the man’s shirt off. The body pushed against him and he gave what it wanted. 

"O-ooh… H-hurts... g-good..." 

“You like that, huh?” And sucked in the nipple then swirled his tongue around it, once twice, teeth scraping and pulling. “I’ll put my marks all over your body before the night ends… So you’d remember…”

There was something else that he wanted to say after that. A word that would put an unnecessary twist in this situation with the Omega. That wasn’t his intention. He only wanted this for one thing and one thing only - release. So, he held his word and used his tongue to tease and lick the Omega’s body instead. His hips, they began thrusting upward, slowly, torturously, driving himself mad. He felt the man’s wetness seeping through the other’s clothing, soaking the front of his sweatpants. Fuck, he thought, he could only imagine how slick the man’s hole was and fought hard not to flip the Omega to the floor of the vehicle and take the man right there and then. The show, he told himself, had only just begun…

His eyes wandered down below their bodies, mouth finally pulling away from the Omega’s chest. He watched the man’s hand worked over the other’s exposed hard-on as he reminded the man of his promise once he came - 

"H-home..."

“Yeah, kitten,” he breathed out, his hand moving around the other’s body, placed over the now exposed backside. “I’ll take you home after you cum…” And placed a gentle kiss on the other’s chin. The Omega’s hand worked frantically over his cock and he guided the man’s ass to bounce over his clothed cock. It felt nice, the wetness from the man and that firm body grinding against him. 

"A-a-hhhh-! Mmm...." 

“Don’t hold back… Let me hear how good it feels,” and once again nipped the man’s chin. The vehicle was filled with a honey-flavoured scent. It surrounded him, drilling into his senses and he loved it. He felt the Omega’s climax before it happened, body shivering under his hold when the man finally ejaculated, strings of cum spilling between their bodies. 

Hunter groaned, eyes filled with lust as he stared down the Omega who seemed to continue to be in a daze. His hand reached down to touch the man’s cock, still semi-hard and caught some of the other’s thick cum. His fingers wet, he brought them to his mouth and licked the slick that coated them. “You taste really sweet,” he said, taking the man’s hand then and sliding the other’s fingers between his lips. It was then he heard the Omega’s voice. It sounded off, slightly cracked, not necessarily broken… 

"A-alpha…" 

“Kitten?” He smirked, eyes sharp, fixed on the man, his gaze filled with lust. If only the Omega knew of the thoughts that ran through his head…. 

"A-lpha... m-more-"

“Okay, kitten… Whatever you want,” his voice was low, he leaned in to place a kiss on the other’s jawline. “Are you ready to come home now?” 

Did he mean, was the man ready to go home now?

The question, it tipped something in him and he didn’t quite understand what it was so he brushed it off.

“We’ve been home,” he continued, “Do you want Alpha to take you inside?” The Omega can’t surely accuse him of kidnapping or manipulating if the man said ‘yes’ to his question. As far as he was concerned, the Omega was doing what he wanted. What nature intended. And there was nothing wrong with that.

He encouraged the Omega to take the rest of his clothes off before guiding the man outside of the vehicle. “Don’t worry, it’s just us here. No one will see you,” he assured, grinning as he feasted on the man’s fully naked form, standing just outside of his private home. He stepped forward to stand in front of the man. “I can fuck you out here in the open and no one will bother us,” he simply said as if he knew that by mentioning the information, the Omega would feel at ease.

With a faint smirk still lingering on his face, Hunter took off his sling and threw it inside the vehicle whose door was still wide open. He looked down at his shirt and said, “You made a mess…” And took his shirt off, wincing as his bad arm stretched. He then reached to grab the Omega’s ass, squeezing, “You need a shower,” and dragged the man inside the house.

Lights were on but no one was around. He walked up the stairs while pulling the Omega close to him, calling the man “kitten” whenever he groped, his hands reaching between the man’s cheeks and finding how drench the other was. It didn’t take long before they were in his bedroom and the Omega guided inside the big bathroom. Without closing the door, he pinned the Omega against the wall and attacked the man’s throat, the hand in his good arm reaching down to cup the other, balls in hand, rolling as he continued to nip and lick at skin. 

“You smell so good,” he inhaled, letting the man’s sweet scent fill him… He then pulled away, “Get in the shower,” and kept his eyes on the Omega as he stripped the rest of his clothing… 

“Oh? Then how do you like it. Show me…”

Mekha's vision was becoming soft around the edges with every passing minute, the shimmering vision a product of how his inner Omega instincts were steadily starting to take over. Hunter's low and seductive voice, paired with the way his fingers gripped and grabbed and groped Mekha's ass was pushing him further over the edge, into a place that he wouldn't be able to come back from for a while. Mekha was trying to hold on to the sliver of sanity he had left, trying not to lose himself entirely, but he was starting to relent. Handing over the reins to his desires was tempting, and with an Alpha's encouragement urging him on, Mekha knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

His underwear was already soaked from the back and damp on the front when Mekha took himself in his hand beneath the fabric. Hunter had been palming him too, but now Mekha stroked himself alone. He had moaned too - he hadn't wanted to moan. But his voice, the logic, the words - it was becoming too hard to keep up with it all. He didn't need to think, when he was on heat. That wasn't the purpose. Mekha didn't need to do anything other than submit to his body's needs, and engage with his true nature as an Omega.

He just needed to give in.

Mekha fisted his cock harder when Hunter's grip on his ass became stronger, with the Alpha now pushing and pulling his cheeks, his eyes drinking in every part of the Omega's reactions. Would he be content with this? Mekha touching himself beneath his underwear, wiggling in his lap? Would he take him home as he promised?

“Does it feel good? I can tell you’re leaking a lot…”

"N-nnghh..." Mekha couldn't answer, a strange noise leaving him instead. As if on cue, even more precum and slick oozed down his holes, his body doing as was its nature to prepare himself for what his heat would bring. Mekha had told Hunter he liked to tease himself before cumming, but with how quickly his heat was hitting this cycle his resistance was lower than usual. He could feel the way his cock pulsated against his palm, wanting the speed of his strokes to quicken, his grip to tighten.

“Show me your cock. Remember, I have to find your ways adequate otherwise, I’m gonna have to step in and do it right for you.”

Mekha sucked in a breath, pausing for a moment while the colour on his face deepened. His lips were parted, his gaze flickering between Hunter's eyes and in-between their bodies, where his rock-hard erection was still hidden behind fabric. If Mekha's mind wasn't so clouded by his heat, he'd have challenged Hunter again. He'd have defied his demands, pushed him away, threatened to call the cops - he'd have done anything to prove to the Alpha that he couldn't be controlled by anyone, that Mekha could take care of himself and would stick to his convictions of waiting until he met a person he truly wanted to be a in a relationship with before taking such a huge step.

But a heat-addled brain, alongside the echo of Hunter's promise to release him afterward, had Mekha travelling into a different direction. He whimpered, unable to control himself, letting go of his cock and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear to slide them down enough to expose his hard, firm length. His member sprung up, glistening from the wetness of his pre-cum, some of it smearing against Hunter's shirt in front of him. This was the first time Mekha had ever been naked in front of another person. Not even his past boyfriends had been allowed to see him like this - they weren't end-game for him, so there was no point in going all the way if Mekha had decided that there wasn't enough of a spark. Hunter was getting a sight that nobody else had seen before...

“Take this off, too.”

Hunter's hands travelled across Mekha's body, his ass suddenly feeling weird now that his cheeks weren't being played with. It's like he had already gotten used to Hunter's touch, the Omega within him wanting to whine at the lack of contact. Mekha would have fought against his nature, if he could - but everything was too hot for him to be thinking clearly enough to protest. Hunter tugged his shirt off, and Mekha didn't even remember lifting his own arms to make the process easier, but he must've because he was now naked from the top, with only his cock exposed from beneath. And before his hands could fumble their way back to his leaky member, Hunter leaned forward and dragged his tongue across Mekha's chest.

"O-ooh..." Mekha breathed, his back arching where he sat, his chest sticking out now for the Alpha to do as he pleased with it. He felt unsteady, his knees shaking even though he was still seated, and one of his hands reached up to hold Hunter's good shoulder. "H-hurts... g-good..." Mekha moaned when he felt the drag of teeth against his sensitive nipple, his hips rolling up and down. The peak hardened under Hunter's attention, the Omega daring to look down to examine what was being done to him. Hunter was watching him. Those cunning eyes were watching Mekha's every reaction, which he was now starting to give freely. The little pants, the short sways of his hip, he fluttering eyelids - slowly, every part of him was awakening, all because of what Hunter was doing to him.

“Do you think you can make yourself cum?”

Mekha gasped, Hunter not giving him a chance to answer as he thrust his powerful hips up. His cock was right in line with Mekha's hole, teasing him, making him leak more than ever before. His underwear was soaked now, with the dampness beginning to seep to his pants too, because of that taste of what was to come.

Mekha was sure he could make himself cum - he had done so hundreds of times, now. Just not in front of anyone else. And even though the haze of heat, he hesitated, his hand pressed against his cock but not yet moving. The remaining, rational part of him couldn't believe that he was doing this.

“If you wanna go home… Better make sure to make yourself cum soon… I’m still waiting…” 

"H-home..."

And with that, Mekha had lost the will to protest anymore.

The Omega took himself in hand once more, now stroking his cock fast than before. His palm was shiny with his pre-cum, the slide from shaft to tip easy and wonderful, all while his hips swayed up and down in time with the way he jerked himself off. Every time Mekha would press his ass down, he'd feel Hunter's cock again, causing his hole to twitch in excitement and leak even more heavily with his honey sweet scented slick. He moaned, his head resting on his shoulder as his eyes slid shut, with Mekha focussing on the pleasure that pooled in his belly. It was hot, it was too fucking hot, and he was about to reach his bursting point very soon.

"A-a-hhhh-! Mmm...." Mekha moaned, his actions getting faster and faster. The wet noises of his hand squelching along his cock were louder, as were his breathless little moans. He came then, with a final grind down against Hunter's crotch, his member spurting out ejaculate between their bodies while his body trembled in the Alpha's hold.

The Omega was panting, his eyes sliding open to reveal heavily dilated pupils. He met Hunter's gaze, staring up at the Alpha with an almost vacant expression, becoming a total slave to his desires and whims. This is what an Omega needed - an Alpha to get them through the heat. Hunter was offering himself up on a platter for Mekha to use him for his pleasure, and he had fought until the very last moment.

Post-orgasm gave him some clarity. A little. Even if his body was still burning up. Enough for his brain to remind him that Hunter was going to take him home now, to a place where he was safe to experience his heat. And Mekha tried to call out Hunter's name, wanting to ask if he could leave now, if he had satisfied the man's demands. Hunter, he wanted to say. Home. Now.

Instead, his voice cracked, and what came out was-

"A-alpha.." Mekha moaned, the Omega within fully taking the helm. "A-lpha... m-more-"

[hunterspear]

[ dis what oozing out of mekha's hole and hunter said he gone drink it like water... lap lap lap... he typed that. i am not sorry. ]

[hunterspear]

Hunter’s body was steadily getting aroused by the second just watching the color tint the Omega’s face. He continued to ask how the other pleasured himself during his heat cycle… He felt Mekha slowly giving in and the man’s sweet scent - It was starting to slowly fill the space within his luxurious vehicle, threatening to also make him lose his wits. But he focused, not wanting to miss a beat; every move the Omega made was etched in his head and it contributed to the growing bulge in his sweatpants, eventually poking Mekha’s backside. 

He suggested that the Omega might chose to stay with him tonight, to be pleased and satisfied - He knew it would happen regardless of what the man was telling him now - 

"T-that won't be necessary.”

Hunter scoffed at the defiant man straddling his lap, ready to jerk himself off in front of him. Once that hand started moving, he knew it would be over for the Omega but he would let the man find that out for himself. He would enjoy the surprise and defeat wash over the man later on, as he was pounding into the other who would be begging for him to do more, fuck harder, deeper… 

"A-ah..." 

He smirked at the reaction when his hand joined the Omega’s cradling the hardened cock under the man’s pants. Good size, he thought, he’d love to see it out tho, in its glory, aching to be jerked and sucked. Maybe even stuffed… An appropriate punishment for the defiant Omega.

More encouragement from him about staying with him for the night but the Omega remained strong despite his hand guiding the other’s hand over his own crotch… 

"T-that's not- T-that's not how I like it." 

Hunter’s eyebrow raised at the last comment, a full grin plastered on his face as he leaned in, catching the Omega’s eyes. 

“Oh?” He began to pull his hand away from the man’s crotch and placed it back on the Omega’s ass, grabbing. “Then how do you like it,” his voice low, “Show me…”

"N-no pants." 

Hunter’s eyes followed the man’s gaze, drifting to the other’s now exposed underwear. The man palmed himself over his undergarment, obviously damp with his own precum… 

"I-I tease- until it gets too m-much-" 

The man’s hand then slipped inside his underwear and Hunter had been focused the entire time, fingers digging into the other’s ass as the show continued, the Omega fisting his hard-on inside his underwear. The moan reached his ears as the other continued to pleasure himself but it seemed the man needed more encouragement… 

“Does it feel good?” He tightened his grip at the man’s ass, massaging the firm mound as he stared into the Omega’s eyes. “I can tell you’re leaking a lot…” His head tilted to the side, eyes burned a hole into the Omega’s underwear. He was beginning to feel impatient. 

“Show me your cock,” He demanded, “Remember, I have to find your ways adequate otherwise, I’m gonna have to step in and do it right for you,” his hand moved from Mekha’s ass to the man’s stomach under the other’s shirt. The man’s skin was tight and tense from lust. He used the back of his hand to brush the smooth skin there, loving the hard muscle that fitted the other’s abs. “Take this off, too,” and helped Mekha pull his shirt over his head. 

Hunter’s eyes feasted over the Omega’s naked torso and couldn’t help but lean forward to catch one chest with his lips… Tongue dragged across one chest and as he reached the man’s nipple, he used teeth. He nibbled and captured the other’s peak with his teeth, pulling at it without breaking eye contact. He did this a few times before resting himself back on his seat, letting Mekha continue with torturing his own self… 

“Do you think you can make yourself cum?” He then asked, raising his hips to thrust upward in a teasing manner… His tactic evolved as minutes passed by. Mekha would be too turned on to do much soon. Hunter would let the Omega’s instinct do the work for him. In no time, the man would ask him - beg him - to do things. Sinful things. Things that Mekha probably wouldn’t have imagined done to him. 

Hunter held onto that thought. Despite his impatience, he sat back and just watched. 

“If you wanna go home…” He then started, reiterating his ‘promise’ earlier,  “Better make sure to make yourself cum soon… I’m still waiting…” 

Mekha was trying so hard to keep it together. He never tried to fight his instincts, never once felt shame for how he was made, and he had always embraced who he was as an Omega. But this was the the first time that Mekha didn't want to lose control, as was desperate trying to hold onto his sanity. He didn't want his heat to hit him here, in Hunter's car with an Alpha who wasn't his, even though he knew that it was a losing battle to fight against nature. And it didn't stop how Mekha's body reacted to his own hand pressing against his front, the decision-making portion of his brain slowly relenting to his natural, base desires.

Hunter wasn't helping. The man's hands were on his ass, the seat of which were growing wetter by the second, Mekha's body pushed against that firm and solid chest.

“You can tell me and show me…”

Hunter's voice was deep, taking on a tone that Mekha hadn't heard before - gentler. As though he knew what Mekha would do and was just patiently waiting for the Omega to get there on his own. Mekha wanted to be angry about the assumption, wanted to claim that the Alpha was being condescending instead of encouraging, but it was hard to put those thoughts into words when he was steadily falling under the haze of heat.

“You’re getting wet. I’d really like for you to show me how you do it… Do you use your fingers? Your toys?”

Mekha's face was tinged with pink, growing a deeper, richer shade at Hunter's questions. The Alpha had some nerve, asking about how Mekha touched himself during his heat. Mekha didn't want to tell him anything - he didn't want to reveal how he'd take himself in one hand while the other pressed shallowly his own hole, not inserted fully, hips moving forwards and back as he teased himself into orgasming. Hunter didn't need to know the details about how Mekha was effectively torturing himself by remaining as much of a virgin as he could back there, his inner Omega screaming at him to plunge his fingers deep inside instead of waiting for a mate to do it for him. Truthfully, Mekha was never fully satisfied after his heat. His body longed to be thoroughly used, but Mekha never obliged it, holding onto the self-control he had systematically built over the years.

Self-control he was currently questioning as to whether he had at all now, sitting here in Hunter's lap with his hand against his crotch. All he could think about was getting off, but he refused to do so unless Hunter promised that he'd let him go afterward. That's why he had asked - desperate to do something about his situation, but unable to progress until he got an answer he was waiting to hear...

“I promise.”

Mekha stared into Hunter's eyes, trying to get a read on whether he could rely on those words. Without a scent, it was hard to discern intentions... but Hunter looked as normal as an Alpha with a squirming Omega in their lap could be.

“Unless of course you decide to stay and let me take care of you…”

"T-that won't be necessary," Mekha managed to say, thinking there was no way he'd make that decision. He was still coherent enough to know what he wanted, and that was to leave once he was done and try not to think about the humiliation of giving in.

“But - show me… Let me watch how you take care of yourself and when you’re done, I’ll take you home.”

Hearing that Hunter would make true on his promise, Mekha allowed himself to continue. He let out a gasp when thick fingers groped his ass, the fabric of his pants becoming wetter from his sweet slick. It was warm down there, his lower half throbbing, cock uncomfortably hard against his clothes and hole clenching around nothing.

“Well… Are you gonna show me or - Do you need help? Or you want me to do it for you?”

"A-ah..." Mekha lost his voice again, when Hunter's hand covered his own and started guiding his touch. It felt hotter with the added pressure, causing Mekha to jerk forward where he sat. T-this wasn't part of the deal. Hunter shouldn't be touching him, he just had to watch - and yet, Mekha didn't have the strength to bat the man's hand away. Instead he curled into it, already beginning to lose himself to his Omega instincts.

“Do you wanna go home or stay with me… I’ll take good care of you… Make you cum like you’ve neve cummed before…”

"T-that's not-" Gonna happen. That's what Mekha wanted to say. Never in a million years, Hunter. I won't stay with you!

Except when Mekha opened his mouth...

"T-that's not how I like it," The Omega's voice was breaking, as was his resolve. Without thinking or realising what he was doing, had started to play Hunter's game, his hand now shifting to the button of his jeans, popping it open with shaky fingers to reveal his dark underwear. "N-no pants," Mekha continued, the black of his eyes becoming dilated, larger, as he glanced down to his crotch. He now palmed his underwear with a groan, tracing the outline of his bulge, which twitched where it lay hidden. Even though the fabric was already dark, the wet patch at the front was evident, with Mekha dragging finger along the damp fabric.

"I-I tease- until it gets too m-much-" Mekha cut himself off, shaking his head, still trying to fight through the haze as his hand now slipped into his underwear. His length was hot, burning up just like the rest of his body was, with Mekha unable to believe just how fast his heat was coming on. It had never been so quick before, and he couldn't comprehend why. He had been around Alphas close to his heat before, but had never responded in this way - why did he now react to Hunter? Hunter's touch, Hunter's voice... it was all the Omega within him wanted right now.

Mekha gripped the base of his cock, his thumb running along the shaft. A breathy moan escaped him as he went slow, his hole instinctively clenching behind him. The proximity of Hunter's fingers on his ass, so close to where he was leaking slick, was dangerous. Mekha never used anything more than a single finger, but his body was aching for more.

[hunterspear]

The vehicle was now on full stop. There was no turning back. The Omega had entered his territory, his private residence he shared with no one. Once he brought Mekha inside, it would be a done deal. By that time, the man would be in the beginning stages of his heat and the Omega won’t be able to do anything to resist the presence of an Alpha. Mekha was at his mercy. Anyone looking in would probably say, Mekha’s luck had run out, attracting the attention of an Alpha like him.

He’d made up his mind with what he wanted to do with Mekha, however he wasn’t quite ready to announce to the man the outcome of the other’s fate. He still yet to continue with the manipulation and although he knew it was wrong, the pull was so strong that he couldn’t help himself. 

He watched the Omega’s facial expression go through various emotions; anger, confusion, shock, fear… Now, it bore a different kind of look, something he hadn’t seen in the man. Surrender? It stirred something dangerous in him and it encouraged him to keep his claws around the man…

Once the Omega’s body straddled him, the other’s stature opened up, as if inviting him to explore, take advantage. He felt more of the changes occurring in the other. He guided the man’s body to rub against him and the heat coming from the man’s backside - 

“You need something?” His mood adjusted according to the Omega’s and he was well aware of it. His cock stirred in his sweatpants, his hand reacting to lust, grabbing the man by the ass to push the other’s lower half towards his chest. The Omega’s hard on felt hot and he imagined what manipulation the other did to satisfy himself during his cycle… 

"C-can't I just tell you instead?" The question came through with a groan. The man probably didn’t even hear his rethorical question but it didn’t matter. He wanted Mekha to be a mess, without a thought and just following his instinct.

“You can tell me and show me…” He said, his voice deep and gentler, his hand once again grazing the man’s backside and finding the man’s heat well on the way. “You’re getting wet,” he commented, leaning in once again to nuzzle the Omega’s neck and throat. “I’d really like for you to show me how you do it… Do you use your fingers? Your toys?” A delightful thought came across him imagining various toys stuffing the Omega. He wondered which one was the man’s favorite?

"I... you'll take me home right? I-If I show you?"

It was Hunter’s turn to groan this time, responding to the question. 

"You promise?"

He then pulled away, his eyes scanning the man’s face and the body that pressed against him. Then the Omega’s hand ran down his own body stopping at the crotch where the man groped himself… He smirked, thinking how cute the Omega looked, ready to be fooled around with and manipulated. If the man continued to act the way he act, Hunter wouldn’t be able to hold back and in the next three days or so, he wouldn’t be able to promise Mekha would be the same when the man left his control. 

“I promise,” his wicked intentions prevailed. “Unless of course you decide to stay and let me take care of you…” He stressed out then continued, “But - show me… Let me watch how you take care of yourself and when you’re done, I’ll take you home.”

Lies. 

Hunter knew his words were laced with poisonous lies but he didn’t care. He fully grabbed the man’s ass and kneaded a full mound, loving the firm flesh even under the other’s clothing.

His driver knew what was happening and left the car a long time ago. The vehicle was parked directly in front of his house’s door. No one was around to bother them. If he was to take Mekha naked from his car to the house, no one would see. The few help of the household retired to their house a long time ago. And his assistant Sun? He’d instructed the man to not disturb him. He will be busy in the following days… 

“Well…” He then said, eyes flickered between Mekha’s hand and face, “Are you gonna show me or -” A grin pulled at one corner of his mouth, placing his good hand on the Omega’s hand which palmed his hard-on, “Do you need help? Or you want me to do it for you?” He began to guide the man’s hand along the other’s length, eyes fixed on the bulge that now formed under the other’s pants. “Do you wanna go home or stay with me… I’ll take good care of you… Make you cum like you’ve neve cummed before…” And pushed the Omega’s hand harder against the other’s own cock… 

Mekha's breathing was laboured, the wet skin of his neck cooling in the air after Hunter dragged his tongue across the empty expanse. He still couldn't believe how much of an effect the touch of an Alpha had on him, and he hadn't even yet fully started his heat. Mekha still had his wits about him - well, some of them - enough to know that what Hunter was trying to do to him wasn't right, and that he needed to get away from the Alpha that posed a danger to his vulnerable state. But with every passing second it was getting harder and harder to think straight and keep a rein on his emotions, and Hunter keeping his body close and nuzzling his throat wasn't helping in the slightest.

“It’ll be a lot easier for you if you just let go.”

Mekha held back a choked noise, refusing to let any more of his sounds out, even as the Alpha once again flattened his tongue against his neck. He wanted to ignore that comment, wanted to argue back that it wouldn't be easier just to spite Hunter, that he had been fine on his own for years without the touch of another - but deep down he knew it wasn't true at all. His inner omega was stirring to life, more animated than Mekha had ever experienced, responding to the fact that there was an Alpha wanting to take care of his needs during his heat right in front of him. His lower half was reacting without his will, his cock hardening in his pants, his hole starting to leak with natural lubricant and clenching around nothing.

Hunter adjusted his legs so that Mekha was fully straddling the man. Like this, legs stretched wide and curled up beneath him while a powerful arm kept him in place, Mekha felt more open than ever - his cock was perfectly in line with Hunter's crotch too, easily able to press against the other's stomach if he was pulled forward.

“Never have? Is that a lie to discourage me? Or a made-up story to make me think you actually stay home on your own, dealing with your heat by yourself?”

Mekha's teeth clenched, his jaw set and his eyes narrowed at the line of questioning. He didn't owe Hunter any explanations about how he spent his heats. It wasn't the Alpha's business whether Mekha was alone or with a partner, and Mekha wasn't going to entertain his response. Especially because he didn't know what Hunter would do if he found out that technically, Mekha was a virgin back there. "You don't need to know," Mekha said stubbornly, though his once-confident voice was wavering.

“How do you do it then? On your own. Tell me… Or you can show me… Convince me and then maybe, I’d let you go home…”

Mekha gasped when their bodies were pressed forward together, his hands now trapped on Hunter's chest. He could smell the other's cologne from this proximity - strong, artificial, not at all a natural Alpha scent which Mekha was sure Hunter was hiding through the use of suppressants. He let Hunter's words marinate in his head - it was starting to feel hazy up there, taking Mekha a second or two to fully grasp what was being said immediately - and was filled with a burst of anger. Show him? The nerve! Did Hunter really think that Mekha was going to touch himself in front of him!?

But a tiny part of Mekha fixated on that last part...

I'd let you go home...

Would he? If Mekha did as he was told... would Hunter release him?

Mekha tried not to think about the last time he had been in a predicament like this with an Alpha. Told that if he wanted something then he needed to get on his knees and work for it in a different kind of way...

The omega swallowed, deciding that he was going to reject that proposal with every ounce of his being. The doors of the car would open soon, right? He'd bolt, run into a building, call for help - he had his phone, couldn't get to it now with how caged in he was against Hunter's chest, but he could call someone to pick him up. Vee, maybe. Mekha could trust Vee to bring him home safely. Or Ken...

“There’s no need for that, I’m all that you need.” A strained noise left the omega's throat even as he tried to remain quiet, when Hunter - looking at him with a god-awful smirk, used his hand to guide Mekha's ass to grind against him, another burst of heat scorching his insides from the motion.

Mekha was so tense, like a coil that had been wound up too tightly, so close to springing, with just a bit more encouragement. He could feel his heart beating in his throat, his eyes unable to break the contact he had with Hunter, who continued to encourage him to touch himself in front of him.

“How can you think that about someone who’s just trying to help you? I told you - if you’re able to show me how you take care of yourself… And I find it adequate, then… I’ll send you home… I promise.”

Mekha let out a small whine when he felt the other's hand at his backside, feeling a wet patch beginning to form in his underwear from the movement. A slip of his voice, a crack in the composure he was barely holding onto. Mekha wasn't stupid enough to believe that Hunter was actually doing this to help him - but would he really take Mekha home? He promised. Twice now he said he would - could Mekha trust that he kept his word if he gave in a little?

There was no scent to tell if Hunter was lying. His eyes were shining, but Mekha didn't know what emotion was causing that. The omega inside of him wanted to listen obediently - wanted to attract this powerful Alpha's attention, knowing that someone like Hunter could service him well during his heat.

And Mekha's sanity was barely intact. His judgement was cloudy - he shouldn't really be making decisions right now...

"C-can't I just tell you instead?" Mekha groaned in frustration, still fighting against Hunter's encouragement despite knowing it was a losing battle. God was... he was he really going to give in? Was he really going to do this? He felt like he wasn't going to last long, he needed to touch himself, and Hunter didn't look like he was going to let him go any time soon.

"I... you'll take me home right? I-If I show you?" Mekha repeated slowly, his fingers clenched into fists against Hunter's chest before one of them slithered down between their bodies. He palmed his clothed crotch, hissing at the immediate throbbing of his cock in his pants, not doing anything more than just grinding his hand against his hardened member. "You promise?"

[hunterspear]

[ i saw a JINX manhwa version of this and i was like - yep... our dedication for this ship is like hehehehehhehehehehehehhehehehe ]