Omega Billy going into heat when Steve is not around so he wears Steve's clothes and lays his bed and don't leave the bed until Steve comes home. And when Steve came from work he finds Billy completely naked rubbing his prick to his favorite teddy bear(billys bff since he's a baby) furiously while his curly head is inside of Steve's boxer he took off this morning. And leaking around the plug Steve gifted him.
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Was that so dirty or??? 😅
Oh man this was so perfectly dirty for this blog <3
Once the heat hits Billy and of course Steve's not around by then, Billy huffs because he's so desperate for his closeness and needs to feel his mate in him.
Steve's scent always soothes Billy whenever he's upset and good thing they're living together now, because his scent is almost everywhere in their house now. But Steve tends to wear those same clothes often and he's left his favorite blue polo shirt to rest on the back of the chair and a pair of gym shorts, too.
Billy takes them in his hands and takes a deep breath as he sniffs at them - taking in his Alpha's familiar, intoxicating scent - feeling how his arousal begins running in waves and sends an electric jolt down his spine, making him both hard and wet at the same. He's pulling his mate's clothes on himself without a second thought, knowing that Steve won't be back home in another two hours at least, and Billy doesn't want to get off without him because it's simply not the same.
But as he's laying in their bed and staring at the ceiling, trying to calm himself down as the throbbing need keeps growing within him, Billy knows he won't last long. After about 20 minutes or so, he's finally taking his Steve's clothes off and starts touching himself.
Gently running his fingers up and down the sunkissed, toned body, toying at his perky nipples and then downwards across the hard abs, running almost teasingly along the thick, peach fuzzed thighs. He swallows thickly and tries not to moan too loud (not that there are any neighbours living behind the wall to hear his lustful sounds) as he finally wraps his fingers around his hard cock and starts slowly pumping it up and down.
He starts leaking into the bed sheets under him and some pre-cum seeps onto his fingers too, and Billy bites his lower lip as he slowly spreads his thighs further and drags his fingers behind his balls, slowly pressing the tips of his fingers against and inside of his wet hole.
He moans brokenly as his own fingers stretch him wide and he curves them at an angle while he keeps pumping his own cock furiously, making him come almost embarrassingly fast. Shooting thick spurts of cum all over his belly and thighs while his wet hole twitches and clenches around his own fingers.
But his hunger and need to be filled have not been sated, not even close. He's hard again and his hole is throbbing and begging to be filled again. Billy really wants to wait for Steve's arrival but he also knows that the longer he waits, the more unbearable his heat will become.
He suddenly remembers the thick plug lying inside his bedside table, that Steve had given him a few months ago. Billy had blushed at the thought of even using it back then (and then they actually had, later that night; Steve too) and the thought of using it even now still makes him blush hotly. But he's throbbing and he's almost in pain and the longer he waits, the more unbearable the feeling is going to become, so he lets out a frustrated groan and reaches for his bedside table, shakily taking the plug out. Then grabbing the lube and coating the plug with it though he hardly even needs all that lube, considering how wet he already is.
He's slowly pushing the plug into himself and lets out another broken moan as he becomes aware of the delicious stretch of the toy filling him up. It's not as thick or long as Steve's cock but it's enough to make him clench and grind down onto it. His thighs shaking, abs twitching and toes curling, his lower lip caught between his teeth and fingers gripping the sheets tightly as he rolls his hips and grinds down against the plug inside him, willing himself not to come as it feels almost too good inside of him.
But he comes all too soon anyway, without a warning, and whimpers almost pathetically because he's suddenly clenching around a big, fat knot that isn't there. Sweat running down his body like he's just run a marathon, dried up cum on his skin and more wetness leaking out of his hole around the thick plug inside him, and his body still isn't even close to being done with it.
Billy knows it won't be long anymore when Steve comes back home from work and he isn't hundred percent sure he feels even confident enough facing his mate like this. Even if Steve has seen him naked, needy and vulnerable plenty of times and told him he's gorgeous and beautiful and so fucking hot once Billy's gone all pliant and relaxed and needy, begging for Steve's knot. Calls him hot even when Billy's all bossy and dominant because Billy's true nature never allows him to fully become one of those whiny, submissive, housewife types of Omegas that he despises so much.
He needs more. Just a little bit more. So he huffs out in frustration again, this time a little less embarrassed but also curses himself mentally as he next reaches out for Steve's used boxers that his mate has left lying on the chair as well. Usually Billy hates when Steve's messy and leaves his clothes and other belongings lying around but right now, he only thanks him for it.
Pressing his face inside his mate's used boxers should be disgusting to him, but right now the strong, musky scent only serves to turn him on even more. Billy starts rubbing his hard, weeping cock against his childhood favorite toy - a teddy bear called Buddy - because its material feels so soft and almost silky against his sensitive, throbbing cock. He feels bad for Buddy and silently apologizes to him for it and promises to give him a proper bath once he's done with this absolutely a nightmare heat of his. Constantly thinking about Steve and wishing he would be home soon to knot him.
Turns out that Steve's gotten out of work earlier that day, and Billy is so deep in his passion that he doesn't even hear the sound of Steve's BMW arriving nor the sound of his footsteps carrying upstairs until Steve's finally opening the door.
Steve's senses instantly met with a strong, heady scent of his mate's heat - his dark pupils widening and his nostrils flaring, making him almost dizzy for a moment as he takes in the welcoming, intoxicating scent of his Omega's heat. As well as the sight of Billy's head buried in his boxers - his thick, red cock rubbing against his precious teddy bear and his leaking hole filled with a thick plug, that Steve had given him as a gift.
Which Steve is obviously pleased with. Although he definitely hadn't expected to see this. Though he definitely wasn't complaining either.
"Did you, uh, miss me?"
Billy's instantly shaken out of his trance, jumping up on the bed just a little bit because he's caught redhanded, and this was not how Steve was supposed to find him. He wasn't even supposed to be home yet.
"I..." Billy starts, opening his mouth and then closing it again. There's not much he can say in his defense anymore because he's still plugged up and very much naked in their bed, with Steve's underwear only lying inches away from his face. "I thought you weren't supposed to be home yet?"
Steve scratched his head, looking away briefly and smiled a bit awkwardly. "My dad decided to cut me some slack today. Said I've worked hard and deserve it. So basically I got the whole weekend off..." He turns to look at Billy and there's this mischievous glint in his eyes. "Which suits me just fine now that you are..."
Billy rolls his eyes and snorts lightly. Knows Steve's teasing him on purpose, and he simply can't wait anymore. "Would you please hurry up then and get your dick in me? This plug isn't gonna knot me."
And when Billy's wording it like that, Steve can't absolutely say no to him.
