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.
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