You’d be cute mated with jamal and sol.
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You’d be cute mated with jamal and sol.
“Thanks for your opinion? But mating isn’t really something that’s on the map for me and Sol right now.”
goldenhairedsol:
“You’re a unique fucking thing in this world. Mindblowing, they were asking for a usual type. Not sure I could have point, long haired dark beauties when you’re the only one I want riding my dick.”
“If I’d known being the exception would feel this good, I would have called mention to it a long time ago. I’ve fucked a lot of omegas in my time, but you’re something special.”
goldenhairedsol:
It was safe to say that Sol adored Bodhi, every last moment with him had been on a whole other level compared to most of the sex of his life. Maybe it’s just the sound of the those muffled cries and those little whimpers, the way the other both wanted it and hated it all the same time. The power rush alone was addictive as hell. Sol wasn’t expecting those fingers pressing into him, more distracted by the tears and the sounds dancing around them of Bodhi choking on him. “Fu-.ck..” Sol hissed but he kept up his strong, harsh movements, fucking himself back onto those fingers and back into that throat again, and again. But he wasn’t far off himself. how could he not be with how intense this whole situation was?
It was hard to tell what finally pushed him over the edge. Those fingers pressing and crooking inside him, finding that perfect spot inside him or the sight of Bodhi literally coming all over himself from this abuse. The feeling the others come covering his thighs and the others chest. The scent of it and just…the watching the other covered in his come but either way a growl ripped though the blond and he was suddenly coming. His hand gripping the others hair tight as he forced himself down the others throat again and his cock swelled before flooding the others throat with sweet tasting come. “Take it. Fuckin..” Sol groaned, his vision going white as he felt his cock slid from the others mouth before he shot a few more rounds onto the others pretty face. Coating him in an extra load as he felt his knees go weak. “Fuck. Fuck Bohdi…”
Bodhi didn’t know how he’d gone this long without a wolf like Sol. How could he have been so blind as to not notice? He could have had this all along, he considered. Could have been pushed to his brink, only to relish every gods damn moment of it, and having his throat ravaged by an omega with an impressively large cock. Sol’s thrusts and curses made Bodhi feel so close to complete, only to finally get what he needed after he’d cum.
Sol’s cum shot straight down Bodhi’s throat, filling his belly, and he choked, gurgling, sputtering, but so... so complete. Sol pulled out, emptying onto Bodhi’s face, and the omega closed his eyes to take every drop of it, cheeks and lips and hair distorted by the thick spunk. He was gasping for air, bracing himself on Sol’s body, and when he was sure Sol was spent, he reached up to wind his arms around Sol’s waist. “Sol... oh gods, Sol...” He pulled the other omega down, arms winding around smooth shoulders, expression catching Sol’s, his own reading something near adoration. “Catch your breath... because I want you inside of me.”
may 4
jamal-parata:
Jamal smiled brightly up at Bodhi and nuzzled back at him lovingly. His eyes fell to Bodhi’s hand on his stomach and he rutted up again, licking his lips. “You’re going to be the best carrier of our pup, Bodhi. I know you will. Our pup is so lucky to be inside of you and I’m so lucky that you’re so fucking incredible. The little one is going to be born in the best shape ever. Our future little ball of energy and love.” He chuckled and then kissed Bodhi back eagerly, staring up at him and cupping his cheek, wiping at his eyes gently. “Of course I did that for you, Bodhi. That’s the least I could do. Keeping you well-fed is the absolute minimum I could do for you. You’re so welcome, baby. I love you too.” He groaned at Bodhi’s promises and kept rutting up against him desperately, eyes fluttering. “Gonna make me pop a knot before I’m even inside of you if you keep talking like that, Bodhi.” He laughed and kissed him again and then gasped as he felt Bodhi shifting. He shuddered at the feeling of that slick hole and then moaned when he was sheathed inside of Bodhi. “Oh fuck. Always such a surprise how fucking good you feel around me.” He hugged Bodhi tightly to his chest, thrusting his hips up to fuck into Bodhi at the same rhythm as Bodhi was riding him. He moaned loudly as Bodhi kissed over his chest and felt his hips jackhammering up and the moans leaving his mouth become wanton and desperate as he worshiped his nipples. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…so sensitive. Feels so fucking good, Bode. Oh Gods…” He ran his fingers through Bodhi’s hair gently, smiling at him.
It was so easy to be like this with Jamal. So effortless. Bodhi sunk into every moment, taking in every word, basking in them. He wanted nothing more than to stay like this forever, to have the affirmation that they were eternal. The pup growing inside of him was just one more symbol of that. Bodhi braced himself against Jamal’s chest as Jamal began to thrust inside of him, hard. The way that Jamal’s hips worked was like magic, his massive cock thrusting like it was meant to be there. Bodhi hung his head against Jamal’s taut skin, listening to his mate’s hammering heart, his own breath heaving. He kept the rhythm, bouncing his ass along Jamal’s length, swallowing it again, and again, and again... “The best...” Bodhi gasped. “Your cock... fucking made for me... need it. Need you...”
may 4
jamal-parata:
Jamal blushed and forced himself to keep eye contact with Bodhi even if the intensity of his words made him want to look away. “Thank you. You’re everything to me too. Gods, just…everything.” He kept staring up at Bodhi and stroked his face gently, smiling at him with love and adoration. “Fuck…when you start to swell, I’m going to be crazy. Touching you constantly. Kissing your stomach constantly. I’m already stockpiling blackberries and sweet bread to feed you and hope I’m doing enough to make your pregnancy easier. I want to be the best, most supportive mate I can. I mean, honestly. If you go behind the house, there’s two covered barrels filled with blackberries and sweet bread. I’m serious about providing for you and doing right by you.” He moaned as they kept rutting against each other and then whimpered and thrust up roughly. I think I’d love to be knotted five times. “Fuck, you can’t say things like that. Gonna drive me crazy and make me do it.” He smiled as Bodhi promised never to forget and kissed him sweetly. “Yeah, I’m ready. Always ready for you, Bodhi. Ready to fill you up. However you want me as long as I can see that beautiful face and kiss you easily.”
Bodhi leaned down enough that Jamal could have easier access to stroke his face. He nuzzled into it, adoring this, adoring the attention and the physical reminder that Jamal was there. It was so strong. So real, and raw, and indestructible, and... Bodhi slipped a hand to his own stomach, rubbing in slightly, proud. “Our child is going to grow in here. Going to be so fucking big and strong. I’ll make sure our pup is so nice and taken care of...” At the mention of the stockpile, Bodhi leaned in and kissed Jamal, hard, his eyes already welling up with grateful tears. “You did that? For me? You are the most supportive mate. Thank you. I love you...” Bodhi couldn’t help but smile at the small victory of Jamal’s moan. “So do it. We’ll make love, I know you love it, but I’ll make you feel so good you can’t help but knot me up five times. More even.” Releasing both of their cocks, Bodhi shifted up higher. He reached behind him to grab Jamal’s thick cock and guide it to his slick entrance; he was already drenching Jamal and his bed. He sunk down with a gasp, eyes fluttering closed, that familiar feeling of being suddenly full such a comfort, and a source of utter arousal. “Fuck...” Bodhi veritably collapsed forward, his bare chest against Jamal’s, and he began to rock his body back, fucking Jamal, immediately desperate. He lay kisses along his mate’s chest, lavishing special attention by licking and sucking Jamal’s nipples, one after the other.
goldenhairedsol:
Sol was pretty much drunk on as much power as any god damn Alpha would be, hell, if he was anyone else, he would have pinned Bhodi down and tried to mate and knock him up already. There was just something…god damn perfect about the sight of that long, dark hair and tear stained cheeks. The way the other nuzzled his cock like the perfect god damn submissive slut. Not to mention the smell of arousal and slick rolling off the boy in waves that was better than any god damn drug or booze in the entire town. He could feel the other omega trying to pull off his cock and Sol simply had the others wanton words bouncing down in his head and he tugged on that hair roughly before pressing him down that cock.
Sol gave a loud, open moan and the feeling of that throat choking around him, at the boy struggling to get off from under his hand. Blond hair feel in front of Sol’s face as he peered down at those blood shot eyes, those tears running down the boys cheek in the most perfect way. Bhodi looked like an utter mess with precome- spit and tears all running along his face and frankly, Sol wanted this sight every night. he wanted to ruin the boy again, and again, and again just this harshly, just this roughly.
Sol’s hand released the others head just for a moment but a second later Sol was fucking into that throat again, forcing his cock down into that throat again, and again, and again. This time he wasn’t letting up. Fucking though the boys coughing and spluttering, and gags. His hands tight on the boys hair as he tugged it forward again, and again,. A genuine alpha worthy growl ripping though the blond as he abused the poor boy on his knees, as he used that mouth like it was his to abuse.
There was nothing that Bodhi adored more in the world than being adored. So when Sol lathered attention on him by rubbing his cock against his cheek, by threading his fingers through Bodhi’s hair, Bodhi felt adored, and... complete. He loved this, love getting roughly handled, loved being treated like a slut, taken and used for Sol’s pleasure. His body was in fight or flight, squirming back, muffled cries reverberating over the silk of Sol’s cock, but still... his mind fought it. And it just made him harder.
The tip of Bodhi’s cock was leaking, the length of it was twitching; Bodhi was going to cum without touch, it was clear, but suddenly, Bodhi was released. Everything paused. Bodhi gasped, loud, hard, as though he’d been drowning, before he was suffocated once more. He choked on a sob, and Sol’s barbaric cock, coughing against it, gagging, his throat on fire, constricting. His jaw was stretched to its maximum with Sol’s size, and he wondered briefly if, when Sol came, he would drown.
Somehow, through the fire in his throat, the tears on his face, and the panic of feeling as though he couldn’t breathe... Bodhi reached up between Sol’s thighs. He felt the other omega’s slick and used it, two fingers pressing into Sol’s hole, intrusive, curving inward, stroking. He allowed the motion of Sol’s hips to dictate the movement, but Bodhi was close again, and nothing he did was going to stop him from cumming. After a few more abusive thrusts, without having laid a finger on himself, Bodhi’s breath suspended for a moment; when it came back, it was in a muffled, stuffed cry as his cock shot ribbons of cum onto the front of Sol’s thighs and his own heaving chest.
may 4
jamal-parata:
“You’re the ball of sunshine, not me. If anyone is the center of the universe, it’s you. Everyone loves you, Bode.” He stared up at Bodhi with wide eyes, licking his lips. “I’ll never get used to the scent. It shocks me in the best way every time. God, it’s perfection. Everything is so dark and full until you show up and shock me into life.” He kissed Bodhi’s cheek. “But I’m happy to keep you like this. You’re certainly beautiful like this, baby.” He moaned as Bodhi gripped their cocks and jerked them together, thrusting up with him and staring slack-jawed into Bodhi’s eyes. “If I lose control, I flip you and pound you into this mattress until I’ve knotted you at least five times. I think keeping under control is a good thing.” He laughed softly and leaned up to kiss Bodhi passionately, continuing to thrust and feeling the friction get slicker with both of their pre-cum. “I do love you, Bodhi. Never forget that. That is literally what my entire persona is filled with for you. Love. Love and a little possessiveness because fuck if I want anyone else to get to experience your perfection.”
“You’re everything to me,” Bodhi insisted in a breathless murmur. He loved the way Jamal looked at him, the way those eyes were equally hungry and filled with love. Despite everything else, no matter what could have been going on, Bodhi could always remember that. Jamal loved him. Jamal loved him, and he was the luckiest wolf in any of the packs. “Wait until I start to swell,” Bodhi continued, panting a bit now, watching the way that their cocks slid against one another, the friction between his hands. “I think I’d love to be knotted five times.” Bodhi let out a breath of a laugh, but glanced up at Jamal’s words. “I could never forget. Never. Love you more than anything. Are you ready for me? Ready to fill me up, Jamal?”
do you think you give in to arguments with jamal too easily?
“I don’t know if we have arguments, so much as we have difficult discussions. As to whether I give in too easily? I don’t know. Probably not. Like I’ve said before, I’m driven by my wolf, and when I see that Jamal is hurting, my wolf takes over and submits. I hate how bad it makes Jamal feel. I’m trying to learn how to fight that instinct. But I do want to make him happy. Shift my thinking so he’s fulfilled. It’s part of loving someone. So giving in? No. More like... accepting feedback.”
What is one thing people should know about you?
“I am very much an omega. Not in the way of... necessarily... cowing to every Alpha who walks by. But I was driven by my wolf as a pup, and he still drives me today. I tend to put others ahead of myself, and it’s quite easy to push me into submission. If in a fight, I give up easily. Please don’t use that information against me. I mention it because it’s just part of interacting with me.”
Favorite food?
“It depends. While pregnant, it’s blackberries, so that’s the state of things currently. Normally, it’s rare meat. Call me a stereotype -- wolves who eat meat? shocking -- but there’s something very satisfying about ripping into it.”
Anyone you want to get to know but haven’t had the chance?
“There are a lot of people I’d like to get to know better. But just to list a few: Balthazar, Joel, Josh, and Klein.”
Ask me anything.
This is your chance. I will answer fully and honestly.
goldenhairedsol:
It was, in essence, kinda hot to hear the other choke and gag on him like that. To feel those fingers digging into his legs in protest. Even feeling that tongue tease along his cock as if to reply was fucking mindblowing. Still, it was nothing compared to the sight when Bodhi pulled off his cock. The darker boy was just a fucking mess, spit dripping from his lips and Sol’s cock. The sight of those bloodshot eyes and the tears dripping freely from his face. It just sparked something inside Sol in the best way, his cock twitching at the sight. And with those words, Sol was god damn addicted to Bodhi in a moment. The sight of him on his knees, tears down his face and just begging for a rough hand, being forced down, choked, used was just…perfect. Plus hearing someone admit to loving his cock didn’t hurt. “Hm..Yeah? You want that?”
A hand reached down to brush his thumb along Bodhi’s cheeks, gathering up a tear before he was just going to lick the salty tear from his thumb. A hand moving back down though those beautiful, dark locks he’d been attracted to in the first place. “I guess I better do that then… fuck your throat even when you’re fighting it..” He spoke, a growl in his voice as he gripped that head and turned it to the side slightly, his thick cock smacking against Bhodi’s cheek to smear some precome there. Enjoying the sight before his cock moved back to the boys lips and Sol simply pressed it between them again, this time just straight tugging Bhodi’s head down to the base of his cock. His time just curling a hand down the back of his head as he held the boy there, choking on his dick . “Fucking look up at me…” He wanted to see those tears.
Bodhi had never been one to differentiate between Alphas and omegas based on interactions. The only thing different, as far as he was concerned, was the Alpha’s knot. But even then, some omegas’ cocks swelled so much when they came, it was scarcely a difference at all. A difference without a distinction, really. So despite the fact that Sol was an omega, just like Bodhi, Bodhi was granting his full and unadulterated submission here, just as intensely as he would have if Sol could swell to a knot. Bodhi panted from his place kneeling before Sol, taking a moment to wipe underneath his nose with the back of his hand, but he kept the saliva dripping down his chin, the tears staining his cheeks.
Dumbstruck by Sol and his words, the lurid question, the heat in his eyes, Bodhi found himself unable to form cohesive words. So instead, at first, he just nodded, stupidly. When he managed to find language again, it was merely to mirror Sol’s words. “Yeah. I want it.” Bodhi’s eyes closed and he nuzzled against the omega’s cock as it caressed Bodhi’s cheek, streaking it with pre-cum and saliva, and he groaned from appreciation. His own cock was now completely hard, standing on edge, his slick dripping in such an amount that, from his place kneeling, the bottoms of his feet were completely doused. When Sol’s cock dove between his lips again, Bodhi gasped, as though taking one finally swallow of air. Spit shot up his nose as he inhaled sharply through it, causing him to choke, and he coughed and sputtered against Sol’s impressive dick as Bodhi remained forced down.
Bodhi’s body protested, instinctively trying to pull back, pull off, and his throat was screaming with sharp pain. He wriggled underneath Sol, but his hands gripping Sol’s calves told a different story. Keep me here. His eyes did dart upwards, finding Sol’s, eyes completely bloodshot now, tears spilling down his cheeks quickly.
may 4
jamal-parata:
“Well, you do a good job of it, baby,” Jamal said with a smile. “I feel like the center of the universe when you’re around. I feel like I try to make you feel. I feel like the best person ever because you see me as such. You’re always so sweet and I can’t thank you enough for it, Bodhi.” He grinned as he smelled Bodhi getting slick already and hummed happily. “That’s it, Bodhi. Get ready for me. God, you smell pregnant and horny and fucking irresistible. I am in Heaven.” He chuckled and nodded as Bodhi repeated his arbitrary rule back to him, licking his lips as he watched him strip naked. He watched as Bodhi crawled on top of him and moaned as Bodhi immediately gave him sweet friction on his cock, rutting up into it. “Fuck, Bodhi. You always make me feel good. Always.” He kissed Bodhi again and gripped his ass, continuing to rut against him and moaning. “You’re a wet dream, Bodhi. Fuck…Can’t control myself around you.”
“You are the center of the universe...” It was true; everything about was so pitch perfect for him. Bodhi didn’t even need to remind himself of the fact; he just felt it. Behind here, in the presence of his Alpha, his mate, felt right in every way. The sound Jamal made at the scent of Bodhi’s slick drove him insane. He wanted more. “Get used to the scent,” Bodhi warned in a breathless murmur, “because you’re going to keep me like this.” On top of Jamal, Bodhi reached down, circling both of his hands around his cock and Jamal’s, keeping them together, as he thrust into the circle of his hands. He just wanted to warm them both up, keep them starved for one another, so when Jamal was finally buried deep inside of him, it would be a rush of relief that they both so desperately needed. “It’s okay not to control yourself. I’m a safe place. You make me feel so loved. Oh gods...” Bodhi’s cock was already leaking pre-cum from the sight of their erections pressed together, the slim muscles on his abdomen tightening from the effort.
Shadowhunters series finale is tonight. I’m gonna be hellaaaaa emotional. So I’m getting in as many things as I can right now. xo
If anyone wants to SCREAM about Shadowhunters tomorrow, let me know!
may 4
jamal-parata:
Jamal moaned at the intensity of Bodhi’s kiss, happily tangling their tongues together, losing himself in the taste and feel of his mate and the soon-to-be father of his pup. When Bodhi broke away, he blinked back to focus slowly. “We’re definitely doing more of that. Always feels so good with you. Like you’re unlocking this deep part of me that yearns to be appreciated.” He raised an eyebrow as Bodhi asked him to take him to bed as if he hadn’t been in it before. “It won’t be your first time in my bed, Bodhi. You should know I’m happy to take you back to it. But this time, your slick is going to drench Mak’s side. Give him the same present you both gave me.” He laughed softly and kissed Bodhi again, leading him to his room and pushing off his pants, laying naked on Makani’s side of the bed. “No clothes allowed, though, so those have to go.” He raised an eyebrow at Bodhi and grinned.
“That’s all I want,” Bodhi confirmed, already quite breathless. “I want to show you how appreciated you are. I want to adore you and make you feel like you’re the most important person in the world, because you are.” At the idea of lying on Makani’s side of the bed, Bodhi could already feel slick gathering. Fuck... he wanted that. Wanted Makani to smell him there and remember what they both had. He wanted Makani to smell his pregnant scent, know that he would be filled to the brim with Jamal’s pup soon. Wanted to be desired and taken into this beautiful union. Wanted for Makani to know how good Bodhi was for Jamal, that he’d take care of Jamal, and that he’d take care of Makani, too, if the Alpha wanted it. “No clothes allowed.” Bodhi stripped himself of them completely and crawled over onto the bed, laser focused on his mate now, straddling him, cock rubbing against his mate’s as he rocked his hips forward. “Let me make you feel good, Jamal. I want to make you feel so good.”
may 4
jamal-parata:
Jamal relaxed and nodded at Bodhi, kissing his cheek. “I can definitely do that. I’ve been praying since we came apart that day. I’ve been praying my whole life for you and our pup. I’ve never stopped praying. That’s the easy part, Bodhi.” He pulled him in for a quick kiss. “If you want me to decide, I want us to lay together. I want to make love to you. I want to show my love for you and celebrate our love. I want to remind you that just because we accomplished our goal doesn’t mean I want you any less. I love you so much, Bodhi and none of that is ever going to stop.” He kissed Bodhi again, resting a hand on his stomach and smiling as he made out with him.
Yes, Bodhi thought. This was what he wanted to do, too. Celebrate their pup’s life and their love by tumbling back into love-making with one another. Bodhi kissed Jamal back, easily, hard, his tongue seeking Jamal’s. He lapped at Jamal’s mouth for a few moments, drinking in his mate, before he drew back and motioned towards the room. “Will you take me to bed?” It was an assumption that Makani wouldn’t mind Jamal taking Bodhi in their bed, given that the packmaster had taken Bodhi in the very same place. But the assumption, for those reasons, didn’t seem completely impracticable.