Slick
Alpha!Waterboy × Omega!Robert
NSFW (very)
He hid it very well. Or so he thought. Dry humour and sarcasm could get you far in the hero world. And the suit wasn't bad either. Easily hiding his scent in a fight.
But he didn't hide it as well as Waterboy hid his ranking.
Pushed up against the supply cupboards' wall, cock sandwiched tight as his hole leaked slick down his thighs and soaked into his pants where they pooled at his ankles. His wrists held up above his head in one damp hand as the other was two fingers deep inside him, stretching him slowly and gently, too gently.
"Fuck, come on already"
Waterboy stilled his hands, making Robert groan loudly, knocking his forehead into the wall as his hips squirmed down on the fingers still deep inside him.
"Are y-you sure? I don't...I mean I might hurt you"
"You're fine I promise, just...please. You're killing me dude"
He whimpered as the fingers retreated, sound of a zipper being pulled down filling the silence instead. He shivered, feeling the warmth of the alphas cock on the small of his back. Fuck he was tall.
He wondered how big it was. How thick his knot might be. The suit was tight already and his moist nature didn't leave much else to the imagination. As much as he had tried to make his eyes not wander, he knew which side he dressed. Bulge clear as day. He knew he wanted it the second he met him.
He just didn't think he would ever get it. He came off as such an Omega. How wrong he was.
"S-sorry. I'm just...I've had complaints before"
"I can take it, ex-hero and all that bullshit. I'm leaking worse than you here, please...I need it"
He pushed his hips backwards, trying to bump into the member behind him, trying and rub his slick on it, tease him like he was being teased. Maybe if he pushed just enough, he'd be rough.
Robert felt the tip press against his hole. He whimpered, biting his lip so hard he feared it might bleed. His cock twitching and leaking, staining a spot on the dry wall.
"O-ok, just....just tell me to s-stop if you need"
He groaned, rolling his eyes as he tugged against waterboys hands, trying to free himself so he could just push him to the floor and ride it himself. But he was deceptively strong, tightening his grip, water dripping down his wrists.
"I won't, I won't. I just need you in me already, I'm going to explode"
Waterboy rubbed the tip against his hole, soaking it in a mix of slick and his own water. Circling the rim, red and raw from how much it leaked.
"O-ok, here I c-come"
He pressed in slowly but firmly. It was thin but so long, it just kept going. Robert felt his head fall backwards, mouth dropping open and eyes rolled back as he just kept pushing, and pushing.
"Fuck!"
He paused. Roberts legs shaking. At this point waterboys hand and cock was all that kept him upright.
"To-too much? I can sto-"
"If you stop I'll kill you"
He snapped. He didn't mean to but fuck man, he hadn't even reached the knot yet. He needed to know how much more this nervous wreck was packing.
"O-okay"
He resumed his slow thrust. Deeper, deeper...stop. fuck he was full. So full he felt like he could feel him in his throat. His knot was huge and it hadn't even swelled yet, pressed against his hole with the promise of stretching him wide later.
"Fuck....shit. Go, come on. Fuck me"
"Y-yes sir"
And then he did just that. No more slow entry, steady push. He went hard, erratic. Fast and strong, slick and water making a sopping sound as he fucked him raw. His free hand reaching around to grab hold of Roberts own weeping member and jerking it just as rough and hard. Slick and slippery.
"Shit....fuck, come on knot me please"
His senses were overwhelmed, so much at once. So close to blowing his load as he felt Waterboy's knot swell more and more. Smacking his raw hole with every thrust.
"A-almost there...you-your so wet"
Then he felt it, one big push and Roberts hole was stretched wide, knot sliding in and locking in place as he unloaded deep inside him, filling him more and more.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck yes. Good boy, I'm gonna-"
Waterboy's hand didn't stop, still jerking him roughly until he came hard. Sticky cum splattering onto the wall, his chest, his hand. He milked him dry, squeezing out every drop before finally letting him go. Collapsing on the floor, still knotted deep inside him. Arms now around Roberts' waist, positioning him comfortably on his lap as his knot throbbed out another load, making him whimper and shove his face into the crook of Robert's neck.
"Was...was that ok?"
He mumbled against his pulse point. Robert reached back, patting damp hair.
"That was perfect"
He took a second to catch his breath. Half lidded eyes locking in on the wall in front of him and pulling a laugh deep from his chest.
"Don't think that walls is ever getting clean. Sorry, mate"