“No.” Pember cut him off. “I haven’t… I haven’t had sex in over two years, and it was only with one person. We used condoms.”
Blake swallowed, running his hands over Pember’s hips. “I got tested after Rebecca cheated. I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“Please,” Pember groaned, pressing his heels into Blake’s lower back. “Please, I want to feel you. I want your scent on me, inside and out.”
Cupping the back of Pember’s neck, Blake drew their lips together in a long, open-mouthed kiss. Stroking two fingers over Pember’s hole, he wet them in slick before sinking them inside all the way to the knuckles. Pember moaned, back lifting off the bed as Blake cracked him open.
Blake’s balls were so heavy, drawn uncomfortably tight between his legs as his dormant knot began to throb. It was a good fucking job he’d had a rut only days before, otherwise his hips might’ve pistoned forward of their own accord.
“Fuck, Pem,” he purred, sliding his fingers out. “You’re so wet.”
Rocking forward, he held his breath as the tip of his cock slipped into Pember’s entrance. They both groaned.
“Fuck, tell me to be gentle. Tell me to be fucking gentle, Pem.”
Pember moaned, reaching up to grip the top of the mattress. “Be gentle, please be gentle. I feel like… I feel like you’re going to split me in half. Ah!”
The words cooled the fire in Blake’s nervous system, making his balls relax and the inferno in his belly simmer. There was a tight coil of tension in Pember’s lower back, but he held himself open for Blake despite the stretch of his cock.
Blake’s lips parted as he pushed in further, then a little more until Pember lay fully impaled beneath him. A sheen of sweat coated his brow, and Blake leant down to lick it from his skin. His body was like hot velvet, pulsing and contracting around Blake’s length, drawing him in. Making him a home.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect, sweetheart,” he panted, capturing Pember’s mouth in a messy kiss. “I want to be perfect for youtoo.” The words were so quiet they almost got lost in Pember’s mouth.
Pember moaned, pulling back. A dark flush coloured his cheeks and neck, making him look so fucking delicious.
“Idiot,” he whined, brows pulling together. “Youareperfect. A perfectly grouchy bastard. A-and I’d really like you to have your way with me now.”
Blake let out a breathy laugh, pushing the grey duvet off the bed so he could see every inch of the omega beneath him. He pressed down into Pember’s pelvis, letting him feel the full weight inside him. It drew out another string of breathy moans, and as he started gently rolling his hips, Pember’s head tipped back and he closed his eyes.
“Like that?” Blake murmured, kissing him between his eyebrows.
“Y-yes,” Pember sighed, his belly dipping and tensing every time Blake buried himself. “O-oh, like that. Like that. Your piercing… it’s rubbing on me.”
Grinning, Blake hooked one of Pember’s legs over his shoulder, sliding in deeper until his balls were slapping his arse.
“Ah, ah, ngh,” Pember cried, throwing an arm over his face.
Blake growled, pulling it away and pinning it above his head. He used his other hand to press Pember’s thigh against the bed, holding him open until he was arching his back in time with Blake’s thrusts.
Every time Blake slid out, slick gushed over his balls. Every time he pressed in, Pember’s cock snapped upright. It was the hottest fucking thing he’d ever seen.
“I-I want… I-I want…” Pember panted, lashes fluttering as his eyes almost rolled back.
Blake snarled, pressing down and angling his hips so he was rubbing all over Pember’s prostate. “What do you want, little legs?”
“O-oh. Ah. I want… Ireallywant you to give me the bite. I-I want everyone to know th-that, oh God?—”
Blake swallowed, his hips slowing to an almost stop. He was breathing hard, they both were, and he could taste the sweat clinging to his upper lip. He knew Pember spoke the truth. Knew it in the way his pheromones reached out and wrapped around his own, pulling him in. He knew it from how he clung to him, how his omega wolf called out to his alpha.
Could he survive that again? If he gave Pember the bite, he wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to let him go.
“I…” He swallowed. “If it’s what you want, then I?—”
Pember growled deep in his belly, and before Blake could react, he’d pushed himself forward, sliding up his cock and smashing his arse against his hips. A rush of air left Blake’s lungs as he found himself on his back with Pember sitting on top of him.
“No,” Pember hissed, hips rocking back and forth. “No, I’ve decided.”
Blake gripped his waist, eyes wide. “Decided what?”
