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Alpha!James Bond/Omega!Alec Trevelyan, NC-17, First time

Cut from my bowerbirds-inspired omegaverse. Set after fade to black.

“James,“ Alec crooned. “Watch, James.” Alec guided his cock upright and like a string drawing him along, James lifted his head.

James slid in with a long, filthy squelch. Alec, still grinning like the cat that got into the cream, let out a decadent groan, pumping his hips experimentally as he bottomed out.

“The rags were right.” He groaned. “You feel fantastic.” His green eyes gleamed hungrily. “I understand why the line went out the door. Your cock is exquisite.”

“Alec,” James gritted out. James' hands curled helplessly on the pillow. “I'll come if you keep moving.”

Alec smirked. “You'll give me your knot.” He corrected with a deft twist that sent James bucking. But he didn't close his eyes, didn't grab, didn't do more than whisper his omega's name.

For a year, he hasn't let himself imagine this: Alec naked... Alec sitting on his cock like he was entitled to it...Alec's omega musk rich and potent in his nostrils, on his tongue.

This just might just be the straw that broke the camel's back. Or in his case, send him over the edge. They fit together like a puzzle, Alec's body yielding sweetly around his shaft and clutching his hardness. He loved the weight of him on his thighs, grounding him when he felt fit to burst at the seams. But most of all, he loved seeing Alec in his element, as powerful and playful in bed as he was in real life. His Alec didn't know the meaning of obedient and true to form, he'd sussed out all of James' buttons.

Compartmentalization was his saving grace. James clung to shreds of rational thought, focusing solely on watching Alec flex powerful muscles. His own hips juddered without his permission and he ignored all the signs of popping his knot: the flickering twitches on his abdomen, his knot swelling hot and eager between his thighs, sparking electric fire every time Alec bounced down.

He licked his bottom lip, drawing Alec's avid gaze. Alec rested a hand on the wall and shifted forward.

They both moaned at the new angle, Alec's voice quavering as the train's vibration traveled through him.

It gave James ideas.

“Next time, I'll fuck you right against the wall of your precious train,” he rasped, turned on beyond belief.

Alec dragged his teeth over James’ lip. James licked after his treating mouth.

The spot behind his balls tingled and he shoved his half formed knot in just as it popped.

James arched his head back, Alec sucking contentedly on his neck while he ground his knot as hard as he could.

“That should take the edge off.” Alec firmly moved his chin down. “Look at me, James.”

James panted, slack-jawed.

Alec rubbed his thumb over his damp mouth, dipping inside to stroke the inside of his bottom lip.

James thrilled at the lightly possessive gesture, the casual pushback against his dominance.

“Still coming?” Alec asked sweetly. James nodded. Good. Alec squeezed his knot and James groaned as his heartrate kicked up.

Alec set up a relentless rhythm milking him straight from the root. His balls spasmed in counterpoint and the tingling intensified until his teeth ached and he struggled to stay still.

“There you are, alpha.” Alec said in delight. “Come and get me.”

James surged upright and dragged them to the head of the nest. He braced his shoulders against the wall and planted his feet flat on the mattress, trapping Alec in the cage of his body.

He pulled his omega close until Alec blanketed him. Then he curled his body around Alec and tried to get even closer, until they were thoroughly tangled in an awkward ball of limbs. “You're mine.” He finally let himself say. It came out a dark, garbled mess.

Alec growled in agreement.

James had one hand on his neck, the other clamped tight on his shoulder from below, anchoring Alec into his short, frantic thrusts. In turn, Alec had a punishing grip on James' hair and wrung three more orgasms out of him before he was satisfied and relaxed the vice like hold on James' knot.

James slumped, catching his breath.

Alec was starting to tire. He shifted more of his weight on James, who accepted him readily, keeping the squirming omega close and comfortable.

“Alright, my darling.” He murmured encouragingly into Alec's ear, interspersing his words with chaste kisses.

Alec shivered anyways, whining into James' shoulder.

“You've been so good. You're absolutely perfect for me.”

He wriggled a hand in the right space between their bellies and thumbed over the crown.

“Oh, sweetheart. You're so wet.” Alec gasped and bit down gently, worrying the tendon as James worked his still-hard cock in and out. His knot had gone down, giving him more play.

He stroked Alec's length in counterpoint and reached further to press up on his perinium.

Perfect. He was perfect. James lost track of the words coming out of his mouth, his senses fixated on how sweetly Alec took his pleasure under James' lips, his fingers, the messy wetness where they joined.

He was almost disappointed when Alec came with a muffled scream, his hands digging in hard enough to leave bruises.

Oh, he couldn't wait to do it all over again.