Avery sat back for a moment, letting his gaze roam over Noël's flushed, trembling body sprawled beneath him. The Omega was completely bare, skin glistening faintly under the low light, chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. Satisfaction curled hot and sharp in Avery's chest, a primal wave that mixed possessiveness with awe. He leaned forward, lowering his lips to one of Noël's nipples, flicking his tongue against the sensitive peak before sucking gently. Noël let out a sharp moan, the sound breaking into a whimper as Avery's other hand teased the opposite side, rolling and pinching until the boy's back arched helplessly.
Each sound was addictive. Each twitch of Noël's body under his touch fed into Avery's frenzy. The Alpha could smell the thickening pheromones, the sweetness of vanilla and peach bleeding heavily into the air, mixing seamlessly with the intoxicating pull of his own. Usually, even in the deepest intimacy, their scents remained distinguishable—two notes in the same song. But tonight, they fused into one intoxicating perfume, impossible to separate, wrapping them both in its fever.
Noël's head tossed against the pillows, lips parted, voice spilling broken pleas. He wanted more. He wanted Avery everywhere. Yet despite the heat clawing through him, his limbs betrayed him. Numb with overstimulation, refusing to move of their own will. That helplessness only deepened the ache building inside him, making him whine with need.
Avery smirked against his chest, licking a line down Noël's stomach, savoring the taste of his skin. Each lap of his tongue only made Noël writhe more, a trembling mess who couldn't decide whether to beg for relief or drown in the teasing. With a swift motion, Avery flipped him over, pressing him chest-first against the sheets. The sound that tore from Noël's throat was raw, desperate, his body arching into the new position.
The Alpha's mouth descended again, lower this time. He licked across the curve of Noël's butt, dragging his tongue deliberately slow as if savoring the dessert of a long-awaited feast. The Omega's sweet pheromones hit him harder with every taste, tricking Avery's senses into believing the skin itself was sugared. He inhaled deeply, drunk on the scent, before letting his tongue trace lower still, just brushing the rim of Noël's entrance.
The reaction was instant. Noël shuddered violently, a moan breaking free, his fingers curling tight into the sheets. His vision blurred with tears of overstimulation, but he couldn't pull away. He didn't want to.
Avery stilled for a breath, eyes fixed hungrily on the trembling body beneath him. Then came the voice. Fragile but firm, slipping between panting breaths.
"Don't stop…"
Two words. Simple, but they sent a bolt of electricity through Avery's spine, stoking the fire of his Alpha pride. He grinned darkly, leaning closer.
"Do you like it?" he murmured, voice husky with desire.
Noël's only response was a chorus of moans, hips lifting slightly, shamelessly begging for more. That was all the permission Avery needed. The last tether of restraint snapped, his eyes darkening as the more primal part of him surfaced fully. The side he once feared Noël couldn't endure now surged forward but instead of resisting, Noël welcomed it, pulling Avery deeper into the fever neither of them could escape.
Avery's mind was no longer calm, no longer rational. His consciousness had been swallowed by the primal heat of his rut, a feral haze clouding every thought except one: Noël. His hands gripped the Omega's trembling body with a strength that made Noël shiver. In one motion, Avery flipped him back to face him, pinning him beneath his heated body. His pupils were blown wide, almost crimson, the veins in his neck pulsing with every suppressed growl that escaped his throat.
Without hesitation, Avery parted Noël's legs wide open, spreading him as if to claim every hidden part. His palm wrapped firmly around Noël's erect length, stroking up and down with a rhythm that made Noël's back arch. The Omega cried out, his voice cracking between gasps, unable to stop the waves of pleasure already coursing through him. Avery's other hand grabbed his own length, heavy and aching, aligning it against Noël's. He pulled Noël flush against him until both their swollen shafts pressed together.
The friction was unbearable. Avery began to stroke them both at once, the tips grinding, the slick mixing between their skin as he pumped in sync. The sounds of their moans filled the room, ragged and desperate. Noël's body writhed helplessly, his thighs trembling around Avery's hips, his head falling back against the pillow. He felt feverish, his senses overwhelmed, every nerve ending catching fire with each stroke.
Avery noticed the dazed look in his eyes and leaned closer, his lips brushing Noël's ear as he growled, "Don't faint yet… I'm not even inside you." His tone was commanding, sharp but dripping with teasing control.
Noël's breath hitched. This was the first time he had ever heard Avery sound like that — like a predator, restrained but ruthless, taunting him with promises of what was to come. His chest heaved as another wave of heat rushed through him, his body begging for more. Yet through the haze, a small part of him wondered, Why isn't he putting it in?
The constant rubbing, the tormenting friction, it was too much. Every second felt like torture, a cruel game that left him on the edge of release but never quite there. His nails clawed against the sheets as he whimpered, body thrumming with the need to be filled, completed.
Avery chuckled lowly, feeling Noël's slick coating his length. It poured out of him, hot and endless, soaking Avery's abdomen and thighs. The scent of it only drove him further into madness. "He's so wet", Avery thought, his eyes darkening. "He doesn't even need preparation." His bulge was big enough to demand it, big enough to make any Omega shudder in fear and yet with Noël's slick pouring out, Avery was convinced it would slide inside perfectly, swallowed whole by instinct and desire.
The thought alone made Avery's cock twitch, precum spilling freely. He couldn't resist anymore.
Noël whimpered again, his body arching into Avery's touch. His voice was broken, desperate. "Please… put it in."
The pleading tone shattered Avery's restraint. His hands fumbled for the condom on the nightstand, ripping it open with shaking fingers before rolling it down his thick length. His breath was heavy, chest rising and falling like a man who had been starved for years.
He hooked his arms under Noël's thighs, lifting his hips up and apart, spreading him wider than ever before. Noël's body quivered, exposed completely, vulnerable yet burning with want. Avery positioned himself carefully, pressing the thick head of his cock against Noël's swollen entrance.
He rubbed against it slowly, deliberately, smearing the tip around the slick folds and coating himself in the heat dripping from Noël. The Omega gasped, body jerking with each teasing nudge, his entrance fluttering involuntarily as if begging to be filled.
Avery's smirk curved darkly at the sound of his desperate little whimpers. He dragged the tip across him again, savoring the way Noël's body clenched in anticipation, the way his thighs tightened around his waist.
"Please," Noël whispered, his voice hoarse, barely audible. His fingers dug into his hair as if clinging for life. "Put it in."