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"Hey what's with that face, mate?"
Max looked up to see Daniel in the doorframe of his driver room.
"Nothing. Lewis is just a massive asshole."
Daniel frowned, "Lewis? Formula 1 Lewis? The one whose face you want to sit on? That Lewis?"
Max rolled his eyes, "Yes, that Lewis." the omega leaned back on his couch and crossed his arms.
"Don't tell me you asked him out and he rejected you. Max, you have to do that when I'm there! I'm your wingman! Your good luck charm!"
"Don't get your fucking panties in a twist. I didn't ask him out. I wanted to but he was such an ass after the race I didn't want to anymore."
Daniel's smile fell immediatly, a frown replacing it, "What happened? I can't really imagine Lewis acting even remotely like an ass."
Max shrugged, "Maybe I'm exaggerating but I can't say he was nice. Okay, he didn't win the race but when he congratulated me he acted like he didn't even make it further than P10. He could've shoved that tiny handshake up his ass. In the cooldown room he only grunted at me when I said something and didn't even spare me a fucking glance." he explained heatedly and watched Daniel's frowing growing deeper and more pensive, "He really behaved like an ass."
Daniel only hummed and scratched his chin, "Weird. Usually my senses don't betray me. I was sure he wouldn't turn you down."
"Maybe he thinks I'm ridiculing him. I shouldn't court him. It'll probably offend him and his 'alpha pride'."
"Max." Daniel groaned loudly, "Please, in the name of everything, stop thinking like that. It's very brave of you to make the first step and you should be proud of taking the initiative."
"And what do I get out of that? He's obviously not interested in me." Max replied disappointed and felt like a lovesick teenager.
His heart ached at Lewis's dismissive gaze as he had went up to the Brit after the race. It definitely didn't go past the Dutch even though both of them had been wearing helmets. Nothing of Lewis did go unnoticed by Max.
Should he be more obvious? More pushy? That didn't sound like a good idea but on the other hand Max didn't know what to do anymore. He was quite sure though that being a needy bitch wasn't the way to Lewis's heart. That would probably also destroy this whole image he was trying to build for himself -if he actually had one-. He didn't want Lewis to see him as the awkward 17 year old boy who had just started in F1. He wanted Lewis to regard him as someone on the same wavelength. Someone who wasn't looking for a quick fuck. Someone who knew what they wanted.
Lewis was an exceptionel alpha. He demanded attention whenever he entered a room without even trying to. The sheer amount of self-confidence the Brit posessed made Max's knees weak and the fact how much the Brit took care of his appearance only made him more attractive.
But what had actually made Max want to court the alpha were his capabilities and achievements. Lewis had built something for himself from scratch which no one would copy ever.
In comparison to Max Lewis had started his career with almost nothing and it was incredible to see where he was standing now. To Max this was proof of how strong and ambitious the alpha was. Not to forget the courage and devotion to his passion which he radiated.
All attributes Max was searching for in a mate and Lewis being ungodly handsome was just a really nice bonus. Max especially had delevoped a fondness for the Brit's hands. They looked so strong, maybe a bit calloused but Max liked that. It was a sign of hard work.
And Max would pay everything to run his hand through the Brit's fluffy hair at least once. It's a bit of a shame he's wearing braids all the time but then again they added a certain touch of wildness to the alpha which left Max breathless every time he laid eyes on Lewis.
But Max wanted more reasons. He wanted to find more reasons to like Lewis and that would only be possible when they'd get to know each other better.
"Oh my god."
Max looked up, exiting the part of his brain which was wholy dedicated to thoughts about Lewis and looked at Daniel who had slapped a hand on his forehead.
"What? What's wrong? You left your stove on this morning?"
Danile smiled, "Nah, mate. I had cereals for breakfast." he rubbed his eyes with his hand, "Why didn't I think of that sooner? You said Lewis was an ass, right?"
Max frowned, "Yeah?"
"He was an ass as in he was grumpy or did he offend you?"
"No, he was just grumpy as in 'I'm not in the mood to talk right now'. What are you on about, Dan?"
"I think I know why he's like that."
Max was already preparing for some stupid joke or something but it what came instead wasn't anything he could've ever expected.
"Our dear Sir Hamilton is approaching his rut."
Max needed a few seconds to realize the sentence and what it meant and suddenly it was like his throat was constricting, cutting off the air supply. If he had been drinking something right now he would've definitely spit it out right away.
"Rut?" he asked an cleared his throat when he heard his own wheezy voice.
"Yes. You know, the time where alphas want to fuck everything that's not on a tree on three? They get a knot and-"
"I know what a rut is!" Max interrupted him, hating the feeling of his cheeks heating up, "How do you want to know that's the reason. And why would his rut make him act like this?"
"Ah well, that's quite something intimate. I should've told you sooner." Daniel sighed, rubbing his hands together and his words sparked irritation in Max.
"Intimate? What the fuck do you mean? Did you help him through one, or what?" Max asked, his tony snappy as he tried to tame the rising jealousy.
He just wished Daniel wouldn't answer that question with a 'yes' because he wasn't really in the mood for drama. He also wasn't quite sure whether their friendship could stand this. Daniel had been the very first person Max had opened up to about his growing feelings for Lewis and if the Australian had been hiding something liek this all this time it would be a big foul.
Daniel grimaced, "Jesus, no. I don't swing that way. Also, Lewis and I are not that close."
Good.
Max didn't want to be the jealous little omega but he couldn't deny that it wouldn't have hurt if Daniel had helped Lewis like that. With or without feelings.
"It was a few years ago when Lewis told me his little secret...well, it's not that little." Daniel laughed a bit and Max was growing impatient.
"Dan, just- just spit it out."
"Alright, okay. So we were at the hotel bar in the evening after a race and we were already a few drinks in. I asked him why he was so grouchy because if I remember correctly he had even won that race so it didn't make any sense to me." Daniel explained in a calm manner, "Then he told me it was because of his approaching rut."
"Okay, and?"
"I wasn't finished yet." Daniel sighed, "So impatient the youth of today. Anyway, he said that period of time is very difficult for him to endure and I guess it's still like that."
"What do you mean it's difficult for him? I'm quite sure there are a fuck ton of people who'd be willing to spend his rut with him." Max said, jealousy rearing its ugly head inside him at the thought of other people desiring Lewis.
"That's not the problem, mate. His dick is the problem."
Daniel had said it so unabashedly Max didn't react right away but just at the mention of Lewis's cock an image from the deepest depths of his fantasy popped up of it in his head and he immediatly tried to think of something else. Slick on his couch was the last thing he needed right now.
"W- What do you mean his dick is the problem?" he stuttered and guessed he looked like a tomato.
"It's too big."
Jesus fucking Christ and the holy Mary have mercy.
That information didn't make anything easier and it got his head cinema rolling right away. He wanted to know how big.
Oblivious to Max's internal little crisis Daniel just continued, "You know alphas in general have big dicks -I'm not trying to flatter myself- but it looks like god blessed Lewis with a few extra inches."
With a whine Max sunk into the couch and slid down until he was almost lying on the floor, burying his face in his hands.
"Really, Dan? I have a feeling you're kidding me somehow."
"Max." Daniel said and Max looked at the Australian between his fingers at the serious tone, "I saw it with my own two eyes." Daniel whispered and he looked a bit traumatized, "We went to the toilet together and god damn, it reduced the self-confidence in my masculinity to the negative. I'm still in therapy."
Max hid behind his hands again and he didn't know if this talk was making him uncomfortable or horny. Maybe both but he's not sure.
"So...he's too big to knot anyone?" he asked embarrassed, only to be sure he understood the situation.
"Yep, the size is fear inducing. You really chose a real challenge."
Well, it's a good thing he liked taking on challenges, Max thought. At least something which was to his advantage in this whole mess. This certainly changed his plans.
It was probably a bit too late to ask himself if he really thought this through, seeing as he was standing in front of Lewis's driver room. The door seemed even more imposing after he had knocked on it three times.
There was something in the air which was already making him a bit fidgety but that was quickly forgotten when the door in front of him suddenly opened.
He was only able to look with wide eyes at Lewis who looked equally shocked. Or more like surprised.
"What are you doing here?"
Alright. Seemed like the alpha was still charged.
"Hello to you, too." he replied and smiled friendly at Lewis but it didn't reach the Brit, "Can I come inside?"
"Why?"
"I need your help with something."
Lewis regarded him with narrowed eyes before stepping to the side to make place for Max to enter. The omega tried not to let the older's annoyance discourage him.
"What can I do for you?" Lewis sighed and let himself fall on one of his chairs, legs spread and one hand supporting his head, elbow placed on the armrest.
Several answers he could give to that question were running through Max's mind but the majority would make him sound as if he was in heat so he kept them to himself. It was obvious the Brit was not in the mood for a conversation but Max was much more enraptured by the direct view he had on the Brit's crotch.
Lewis wasn't even grumpy anymore. Right now, in Max's eyes, the alpha was mean.
The reason for that was not his attitude but the fucking pants he had decided to wear. If Max remembered correctly they were similar to the green pants he had seen the Brit wear on one of his posts when he had went golfing.
He remembered them really well, mainly becasue of their tightness and with Lewis sitting like this in front of him the outlines of his bulge were unmissable. Max made sure he upheld the eye contact even though his gaze was tending to wander downards.
Lewis cleared his throat exaggeratingly loud and it made Max snap back to attention.
"Max, I don't want to be rude but I really want to leave for my hotel." Lewis sighed but the only thing Max heard was his own name spoken by that silky voice.
"Sure. I just- I wanted to ask how to court someone properly."
His heart was hammering fast and he didn't know when the last time had been he was this nervous and it only got worse when Lewis frowned at him.
"Court someone? You want to court someone?"
Max only nodded wordlessly and he wasn't quite sure if this would go in the direction he wanted it to go. Unforunately, he couldn't deduct the alpha's mood properly because of the missing scent. Stupid blockers.
"Why are you asking me? I'm quite sure Daniel has a few books about that all written in his head."
"Probably but he also wouldn't let it go if I'd ask him. I know he means well but sometimes it's too much. Plus, I think you have a bit more experience."
Lewis nodded and scratched his chin, looking at the floor pensively, "It's a bit unusual for an omega to initiate the courting process."
Max couldn't help but scoff at that and it was obvious Lewis hadn't expected such a reaction as he looked up. There was a bit of interest in his gaze now.
"Why should I waste any time waiting to be approached when I can take it into my own hands?"
Lewis hummed, "Quite brave. Not many have that attitude."
Max shrugged but internally he was trying to keep his cool at the realization that Lewis actually seemed intrigued, "It's only logical. The sooner one makes the first step the better. It's a fifty fifty chance and that's good enough for me. I don't see why it matters what status I have."
"Who is it?"
The sentence made Max's heart skip a beat. It sounded close to a demand but Lewis's voice was calm which softened the tone. What didn't fit with the soft tone was Lewis's tense jaw and his drilling gaze. There was no way Max could escape that pair of dark eyes. He probably didn't even want to.
"I'd maybe be able to help you better if I'd know who it is." Lewis continued when Max didn't reply right away.
He crossed his arms, "He's an alpha and I work with him."
"And? Is he a mechanic, a steward? Name would be nice." Lewis motioned for him to elaborate and Max found the alpha's aggressive interest in his love life quite entertaining.
"He's a racer."
That didn't seem to be a good answer as he watched Lewis pause. To Max this short period of time where almost nothing happened, except for breathing, felt like an eternity and then Lewis suddenly stood up.
Max straightened up automatically, tensing a bit as Lewis neared him but to his dismay the Brit just went to pick up a damn folder that was lying on his desk.
"It's not Daniel, is it?"
Max's eyes widened at that, even though Lewis's back was turned towards him, "Fuck no. He's my best friend. And not really my type."
"What's your type?" Lewis asked, back still facing Max as he was looking at some paper in the folder.
Max gulped, his eyes running along the Brit's broad shoulders and strong back covered by a white shirt. He had a feeling the atmosphere's just gotten heavier, "I don't know how that's important in this case."
Lewis lifted his head, "Right." he closed the folder with a snap, "I'm just curious. Sorry."
"It's okay." Max replied easily, not bothered in the slightest by the Brit's offwarding attitude.
Max wouldn't act any different if he'd know he wouldn't get the needed release during his heats which were rare anyway since he preferred not to experience them. It just made things easier.
"I don't think I can help you at the moment. I really have to get to my hotel." Lewis said curtly and moved back to the chair to grab his bag, folder still in hand and the possibility of Lewis leaving induced a spark of panic inside Max.
"Would you let an omega court you?"
Shit.
Before he could even properly think about it the sentence had left his mouth and he saw Lewis freezing in place the moment he had spoken the last word.
"What?" Lewis asked and turned around to look at Max with a frown.
"Would you let an omega court you." Max repeated, forcing himself not to break eye contact, "Would you let me court you?"
The longer Lewis stayed silent the more Max had the feeling he had fucked up but then the alpha blinked.
"Alright, Max, very funny but I don't have time for this and I'm not in the mood to be the object of a fucking bet you might've lost." Lewis huffed and hastly made to move past Max with his bag but the omega stopped him.
"There's no bet. It was genuine question." he insisted, putting himself between Lewis and the door, their close proximity enabling him to smell a bit of the alpha's masculine scent. His scent blockers are probably starting to wear off, "I wanted to ask you out today after the race but you just brushed me off. You could've also just told me you weren't interested."
"Not right now, Max."
"Yes, right now." Max replied and crossed his arms, squaring his shoulders, "Do you think it's easy to confess something like that? And now you can't even give me an answer?"
"Max." Lewis started and Max was surprised by the dangerous tone, "Not. Now."
"Then when?" Max demanded irritated, not accepting defeat.
"I don't know but not right now. My rut's around the corner and I just-" Lewis broke off, sighing, "Shit, I didn't even want anyone to know. Listen, I can't do this right now. We'll talk in Azerbaijan."
"Azer- That's in three fucking weeks!" Max exclaimed, not believing what the alpha had just said.
"That's when we'll talk and not earlier. I won't forget it."
Max almost wanted to tell the Brit that he knew all about his rut problem but he was too disappointed in Lewis's attitude. This is the worst answer the Brit could've given him. No yes or no. Nothing.
How should he survive these three weeks without certainty about whether he had just destroyed everything between him and Lewis or not? Plus, he'd just be sitting around in his apartment in Monaco knowing a few streets further Lewis would be suffering from his rut on his own.
"I'll take the silence as a 'yes'." Lewis huffed and then just brushed past Max and out the door.
The omega was too stunned by the alpha's cowardice to stop him. How could Lewis just leave him here like a dumb lamppost? After Max had exposed his feelings?
Alright.
If they're playing this cat and mouse game Max will gladly be the cat.
Max didn't know if this is already considered stalking but then again he had the right to go and stay wherever he wanted even if it was in his car in front of Lewis's apartment complex for almost one hour.
He didn't exactly know what he was waiting for. After their conversation in Australia he hadn't been able to get a hold of Lewis again. The Brit had vanished and Max had been quite sure the alpha had already left the country again, as agitated as he had been.
With a sigh he got out off his car and took his backpack with him. While approaching the building he already felt his heart speeding even though he wasn't even sure he'd meet Lewis. He would be exceptionally fucked if the Brit wasn't even in Monaco right now. Stupidly, he hadn't thought of that he realized.
Coming to a stop in front of the many names of the residents of the complex Max began to scan them in search for Lewis's name. When he had reached the third row he frowned.
Rosberg?
Since when did Nico live in the same buidling as Lewis? That must be uncomfortable as fuck and it rubbed Max the wrong way the former Mercedes pilot was this much closer to Lewis than he himself.
Pushing away every thought of Nico, he continued to got through the name tags and then finally found the desired last name.
Okay, here goes nothing.
He pushed the button next to the name tag and waited with a bated breath for any kind of reaction. After a few seconds his head snapped in the direction of the intercom installed next to all the door bells when he heard a crackling sound.
"Yes?"
Fuck, Max couldn't describe the little jump his heart just did at hearing Lewis's voice even in such poor quality through the intercom.
Max cleared his throat, "Uh here's Max. Hi."
There was nothing for a few seconds and Max was already afraid Lewis had hung up again but then he heard a mumbled 'oh shit'.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Lewis asked and Max felt like the older had just accused him of being crazy.
"Talking to you. Don't try feeding me half-assed stuff again."
"Max, I said we'll talk at the next race. I know that's in three weeks but you couldn't even wait two days?"
"No, because waiting this long is fucking stupid!" Max exclaimed at the intercom and he hoped no one was watching lest everyone will think he's really crazy.
"Just- what do you want here? I'm not exactly in the condition to discuss this right now so keep it short."
"Alright, I want to court you and I want to help you through your rut."
Silence.
"I didn't know anything about that second part. Since when is my rut topic?"
"Well, I couldn't even suggest it to you last time because you were practically fleeing the room."
"I wasn't fleeing. It was... a tactical retreat."
"Retreat from what? I just want to help you, Lewis!" Max asserted and maybe he was getting a bit loud but he couldn't help it.
"You don't even know what you'd be getting yourself into."
"So is that a rejection?" Max asked, his patience thinning the longer this conversation was going on.
Lewis again stayed quiet but Max was just glad the older hadn't outright confirmed his question.
"I'll leave if it is and I'll never bother you again."
Lewis sighed, the sound distorted through the speaker, "Max, you're not bothering me. It just happened at a bad time and I don't have a clear head right now but under no circumstances can I allow you to help me through my rut. It's much too dangerous."
"Lewis, I know about your problem. Don't ask from where but I genuinely want to help you."
"This is just getting better." Lewis chuckled humorlessly but the sound came out distorted through the intercom, "Just leave, Max. You can't help me with this. We don't even remotely know each other enough to make offers like that. I could seriously hurt you and I don't want that."
Lewis's concern warmed Max's heart but the fact the alpha was putting his well-being above his own irked the younger. He wanted to take care of Lewis and he really wanted to help the alpha even though he actually didn't know if he'd be able to take his cock if it was as big as Daniel had told him.
"Lewis, I'm offering means I want to. I really want to help you. So as long as I'm not hearing a 'no' I don't see a reason to leave."
"You think you're the only one who can help me?" Lewis scoffed and Max couldn't ignore the stinging pain the words inflicted on him, "I arranged for someone to come and help me. You can go home, Max."
Yeah right.
As if he'd go home right now, knowing someone else would come by later and help Lewis through his rut when it was actually Max's duty, hence if they knew each other good or not. He felt it down to the very core of his soul how wrong it would be to leave the alpha alone in this situation. Much more with someone else.
Just at the thought of some random person experiencing Lewis in that vulnerable state made Max want to kick and punch something. Probably both at the same time because he couldn't really decide what he'd prefere.
"No, I won't go." Max crossed his arms, "I'll wait right here and if that 'arranged fuck' comes around I'll tell them I'm your mate and they can fuck right off. I'll do it. Don't test me."
"God damn it! Why are you making this so freaking difficult?"
"You're making it difficult, Lewis! I mean, I know I like you and I know you maybe like me, too, or at least don't defy me. I also know we didn't have the chance to get to know each other properly but this is a good opportunity, isn't it?"
He took the silence that followed as a semi-victory.
"23rd floor." Lewis said clipped and Max high fived himself when he heard a buzzing sound, indicating he'd be able to open the door now.
Without replying Max didn't waste any time and entered the building. He actually hadn't expected to be able to convince the alpha but he was glad he did. The ride up with the elevator gave him a bit of time to sort his thoughts and think about a plan on how to approach Lewis now but it wasn't enough time to calm his fast beating heart when the doors opened.
There were only two doors to Max's little surprise but he should've known as the apartments were big. He didn't even need to look for the right number because Lewis was already waiting, front door open. He was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed as he looked at Max with a neutral face, wearing shorts and a simple white tank top.
"You're really something." Lewis snorted with a shake of his head but to Max the alpha seemed a bit amused.
"It helps to speak one's mind sometimes." Max shrugged and followed the alpha inside.
"Looks like it. I see you came prepared." Lewis said while he closed the door and Max realized the Brit meant his backpack.
"Uh yeah. I just thought if it would go this way I'd at least prepare myself. I mean...your rut won't last just one afternoon so I brougt some clothes." he replied while he waited for Lewis to lead the way further into the apartment.
"Sure." Lewis nodded and strolled past Max, "But don't think everything is solved. We'll still have some things to talk about." the older said while Max followed him into the big living room.
It looked clean and smart and somehow just fitted Lewis. Through the floor to ceiling windows the whole room was brightly illuminated by the natural light of the sun. At the same time they also provided a view on the attached balcony from where one could gaze at the whole of Monaco, the deep blue sea the center of the view.
There were two large creamy couches and two similar colored armchairs surrounding a dark wooden table, surrounding a huge flat screen tv hanging on the wall and the other half of the room was occupied by a dining table with three white chairs on each side. Next to the dining table on the right there was a doorway leading to what Max believed was the kitchen if the one wooden counter with a white marble top he was able to see was anything to go by.
The best though was that Lewis's scent seemed to be everywhere and Max became addicted very quickly. There was a certain increase in the masculinity of the scent Max noted, remembering the bergamot essence of the alpha to be very sunny and fruity with a distinctive note of sandalwood which was now much stronger than normal. It oozed dominace but not in an oppressive way.
"Where's Roscoe?" Max asked, only now noticing the absence of the famous bulldog.
"I got someone to take care of him while I'm unable to. You want something to drink?" Lewis asked him while walking towards the doorway, confirming Max's earlier assumption about the kitchen.
"Just water. Thanks." he replied and took another look around the room, "Nice apartment."
"Thank you. It was love at first sight." Lewis called back, "You can sit down and make yourself at home!"
Max nodded to himself and put his backpack down before sitting down on one of the couches. At least Lewis seemed to have calmed down but Max was still excited about what Lewis wanted to talk to him
"Here you go." handed him the water and Max took witha second 'thanks', "Alright, we have to make a few things clear. First of, I still don't believe this will be good-"
"Can you stop with the fucking doubts? I'm here on my own free will and I'm responsible for myself. If anything you only strengthened my decision after you told me you arranged someone to do that." Max snapped and placed the glass down a bit too loudly.
"Well, I somehow have to overcome this period of time. In comparison to you some stupid rubber thing won't help me."
"Wow someone's fucking pissy. You know a heat is as shitty as a rut. It's just stupid to hear you say you got someone else to help you." Max huffed as he tried to keep his irritation at bay, "Just so you know, there's the same option for omegas to get that service and I'd also prefere a warm body over a rubber dick."
Something he had just said seemed to irritate Lewis as his expression hardened and his jaw tensed. A new display of anger of the alpha seemed to be probing the inner side of his cheek with his tongue. But Max wouldn't even need all these visual proofs because the alpha's scent suddenly acquiered a very biting spark and Max got an idea.
"I gotta admit the dude I had for my last heat wasn't bad. And the anonymity is great."
Maybe he had taken it a bit too far and felt bad for causing the alpha discomfort but it was all for a good reason and the deep rumbling which emerged in the next second was exactly what he was waiting for. Lewis wasn't outright growling but it could very well be called the calm before the storm.
"Ha! See?" he suddenly exclaimed and pointed at Lewis and the sound immediatly stopped.
"Pardon?"
"You also didn't like to hear that. Who's jealous now?"
"I didn't growl and I'm not jealous."
Max just raised a brow at the alpha before shrugging and leaning forward to take a sip of his water. Meanwhile Lewis looked to the side before looking at Max again.
"Did...did you really call someone for your heat?"
Just to be an asshole Max took another long sip before carefull placing the glass back down on the table, making sure to take his time.
"No. I just don't like the idea of a stranger helping me through my heat."
"But... you're not a virgin...right?" Lewis asked, looking at him intently, "Max? You're not, right?" he asked again as if pleading him to say 'no' but Max found himself unable to lie with the other staring right into his soul. When no answer came Lewis was obviously quick enough to put two and two together and Max watched the older rubbing his temples, sighing exaggerrated, "Oh man."
Max felt blood shooting up his cheeks and as he didn't reply right away he knew he had already lost. How embarrassing. He literally shoveled his own grave just to prove Lewis could get equally jealous.
"I uh...no? I'm not?" he said and wanted to kick himself for formulating it like a question, "Of course not."
Lewis rubbed his eyes, "Yeah sure...but you had your first kiss, right?"
Max rolled his eyes, "Yes." he sighed, "I don't even know how all that plays a role. I know how sex works and like you mentioned so nicely earlier I'm using 'stupid rubber things' when I'm in heat. My dad doesn't allow me to spend my heats with someone. Sometimes he isn't even allowing me to experience one."
"What?"
"If my heat clashes with my training or anything related to F1 I have to take suppressants. My father's orders."
"Man, that's cruel."
Max shrugged, "It's normal for me so I don't care. I'm not looking forward to them but I guess I can be happy I can have a few during the year. When I preseneted as an omega my father's world collapsed."
He was talking as if it wasn't anything major but he didn't want to start this topic now. Lewis wasn't a psychologist and had enough problems to deal with himself. Plus, Max definitely didn't want to think about his father now.
"It wasn't your decision though. It's not correct your father's treating you like this for something you have no control over."
"That doesn't matter. I don't really care if my father's nice or not. Without him I probably wouldn't be where I am today." Max finished and clapped his hands together, "Now what do we have to speak about actually."
"Right. We have to establish a few rules." Lewis started and Max felt like a teenager who was berated by his parent, "First of all you said you knew about my problem. Were you bluffing or do you really know?"
"I really know. Daniel told me about your...dick."
"Daniel? This is just getting better."
"Don't worry he only told me and he knows to keep his mouth shut about something like that."
"And what makes you think you can help me when you haven't had sex yet?"
"I'm very ambitious."
Lewis chuckled and it eased the atmosphere, "I think it'll take a bit more than that but still good to know you're not afraid or anything."
"Pff as if I'd ever be afraid of a dick."
He didn't know why but he genuinly wasn't frightened by what was about to come. If anything he was excited. Thrilled about the time he could spend with Lewis and find out how they'd interact with each other. But the main reason for the lack of fear was probably that he somehow knew that Lewis wouldn't hurt him.
"We'll see I guess." Lewis rubbed his chin, "I can prepare the guest bedroom for you but- let me speak first, Max." Lewis gently chided when Max had just inhaled and opened his mouth, "I'd prefere it if we'd spend my rut in my bed if that's alright with you."
"Sure. We'll spend the rut wherever you like. Even if it's the balcony I'd agree."
A small smirk appeared on Lewis's face and set Max's body on fire, "Don't take it too far."
Max just smiled back, "The balcony isn't that far." he replied and lazily gestured at said terrace right outside the living room.
"Don't even try it. I'm still not sure if you know what you're actually getting yourself into so we have to prepare a bit."
Max's smile dropped, "I know what I'm getting myself into, Lewis. I'm not a fucking child so can we stop this now?" he asked, openly showing his annoyance in his tone.
"I'm not belittling you," Lewis shook his head, speaking softly, "I'm mainly worried about you."
Max's eyes widened a bit at that, not expecting this kind of honesty. He instantly felt bad for snapping at the alpha.
"I'm here because I want to be, so stop worrying." he reassured the older who nodded at him.
Lewis sighed, "Easier said than done." he rubbed his temples, "I don't want this to sound like a procedure or something but your first time definitely won't be when I'm in rut. I'll have to prepare you properly and with a clear mind. Otherwise there won't be anything."
"Okay, then let's fuck before that. No problem."
Lewis faltered before nodding once, "Right. Secondly, is we have to get you something for your neck in case I'll bite you which I'll surely do."
Max gulped at the sudden image that appeared in his head of Lewis hovering above him like a lion who caught his prey, fangs sunken into the soft pale skin of his neck and not letting. God, how much he wanted that.
"Max?"
Blinking, he snapped back to attention at hearing his name, "Uh yeah I understand." he cleared his throat, "I actually have my own collar with me." he revealed uncomfotably, "My dad makes me wear it on public events for safety reasons."
"Okay, that's good. One problem less." Lewis nodded, "We still have a few days I think so there's no need to rush anything. No, this is not a rejection, I just want you to feel comfortable and for us to get closer before I become a mindless caveman."
Max was a bit stumped at the sudden justification from Lewis's side but the fact the alpha wanted to get to know him made his heart flutter.
"Am I that predictable?"
"I don't know. Maybe I'm also just getting better at reading you." Lewis shrugged and seemed a bit amused, "I'll prepare the other bedroom for you." he said and got up.
"Okay but uh, don't you have to call off that service?"
Lewis stopped before leaving the room to look at him, "There's no service. I was bluffing," he said easily and then left the room, leaving a giddy Max on the couch.
The rest of the day went by uneventful and Max made sure not to seem too thirsty. He wanted to do this in Lewis's pace even though he wasn't sure what 'this' was. He just didn't want to make a wrong step. Worst case scenario would be Lewis regarding him as a horny teenager who just wanted sex and kicking him out.
Lewis hadn't really made a move towards him yet but Max wasn't concerned. He felt comfortable in the alpha's presence and he had a feeling -or at least he was hoping- that this was mutual.
Concerning the bergamot scent of the alpha, gently embelleshing the air while he and Lewis were preparing his bed Max had a feeling the alpha was content.
"I uhm I got a question."
"What is it?" Lewis asked while he stuffed the pillow into its pillowcase.
"Well, I hope this is not too weird but I wanted to ask if I could build you a nest? When your rut hits I mean."
Lewis stopped what he was doing and just looked at him and Max already grew afraid he might've went a step too far, invading the older's personal space.
"Sure. That'd be...nice."
Max deflated at the lack of joy from the alpha's side but he refused to show it. Bad enough he brought this up and made everything awkward. Of course Lewis didn't want a nest from him. They weren't even anything and Max already wanted to do something this intimate for Lewis?
"You don't have to accept. I just thought I'd offer it. Heard it reduces the restlesness." he said and resumed zipping up the blanket case.
"That sounds pretty good. I'm getting as restless as a chicken at McDonald's."
Max couldn't help but laugh at that, "Creative comparison." he threw the finished blanket on the bed, "But I'm serious. If you don't like it it's okay. I see the elation is limited."
Lewis placed the pillow on the bed, "Max, the elation is there. I just never got something like that offered to me. I know what a nest means to an omega but I don't want you to feel compelled to do it."
"Well. That's nice. But also idiotic. If you know what a nest means to an omega you should also know that omegas love nothing more than to build them." Max chuckled and placed his hands on his hips, "Besides, I offered so why do you think I'd feel compelled? I don't have much experience with building nests but I think it's acceptable."
"What? What's that that I'm hearing? Max Verstappen admitting there's something he hasn't perfected yet?" Lewis asked with a smirk, eyebrow raised.
"Shut up, I didn't admit anything." Max crossed his arms and resisted a pout, "Sorry." he mumbled afterwards.
Lewis chuckled, "Of course. My bad. Your ambition wouldn't even allow you to be not perfectly perfect at something."
"You can be a real asshole." Max huffed and let himself fall on the freshly made bed.
"So, I've been told." Lewis smiled down at him and crossed his arms, "Indirectly at least i think. You're the first one to actually call me that verbally in my presence."
"Man, I'm so good." Max praised himself, clasping his hands behind his head while looking at Lewis, "What?" he asked when the alpha just stared at him.
Lewis blinked, "Nothing. You're comfy? You need more pillows or another blanket?"
"Nope, I'm good. Thanks." he replied and found he couldn't stop smiling at Lewis, "Speaking about more blanktes and pillows... you want me to build that nest?"
"I'd like that."
Max's heart skipped a beat at the soft answer and at Lewis's even softer smile. He couldn't really describe the tingling spark of joy that warmed his whole body at the fact that Lewis had accepted a nest built by him.
They'd highly likely not fall in love right away but they're definitely working up to that. Max had a good feeling about it.
"I... I'll get you some towels for the bathroom and then we can decide what to have for dinner."
At the mention of dinner Max only noticed now how late it was. He hadn't even noticed the sun had already vanished even though the guest room was equipped with a huge window. He wasn't surprised he had totally forgotten the time.
In the end it was decided they'd order take out from a burger place and Max really shouldn't have been surprised by how much Lewis ordered. Alphas approaching their rut are hungrier than normal.
"I hope this is alright. Normally I don't pass an opportunity to cook but I just couldn't think of any dish."
"You like cooking?" Max asked, both eyebrows raised, stopping the process of unwrapping his barbeque burger.
"Yeah it relaxes me. Just preparing the ingredients and the process of making something good. It wipes my mind clean and gives me something to concentrate on fully. It's even nicer when the food tastes good in the end."
"Huh. I didn't take you for someone who had a passion for cooking." Max admitted, genuinly surprised about the revelation.
"It's not exactly a passion. Just a hobby that comes in handy." Lewis shrugged and grabbed a few fries before leaning back into the couch, "I don't have much time for it during the season."
Max hummed, "I can't cook to save my life. I'm so shit at it." he chuckled to himself.
"I don't think so." Lewis mused, "Everyone can cook something."
"Instant tomatosoup and scrambled eggs. That's the highest of feelings."
"Better than nothing. You'd survive during a zombie apocalypse."
"Lucky me. Now I'm reassured."
Lewis smiled and grabbed the remote, "We could also watch a cooking show."
"Absolutely not."
"Horror movie?"
"Better."
Actually, Max didn't even really care what they'd be watching. He was just enjoying sitting here together with Lewis on a couch and just spending time with the alpha. With someone he had already lived through so many emotions without even really knowing the person. Every podium they had shared had made Max feel happiness, every dispute they'd had on the track had made him feel anger. Every action between them, be it just a glance or a 'hello' in the morning had made his heart beat faster than his own car could drive. Lewis was the only person who could make him boil with fury as well as with embarassment. Was it normal to feel all this about one single person?
Well, Max didn't know. It was the first time he found himself confronted with this flood of feelings for someone.
"Why's it always the asshole who gets to nail someone?" Lewis asked after they had already watched the first quarter of the movie and have now reached an early sex scene.
"It's not the fact that he's an asshole." Max started absentmindly while adding some ketchup to his fries, "He's an asshole because he thinks he's the best and can do everything better. It's his confidence the chick digs."
"Dude, that sounded really wise. You talking from experience?"
Max looked up at Lewis, both of them ignoring the teenager make out session which was talking place in the movie, "Well, I had a guy in my class who was the same. Typical alpha thinking he had the biggest dick 'nd all." just when he had finished the sentence he realized what he had just said and his eyes widened, "I- I'm sorry I didn't want to-"
"It's okay, Max." Lewis cut him off gently with a small smile, sprite cup in one hand, "I know what you meant. Please don't apologize for it. We have to talk about this anyway. I don't want it to stand between us."
"You want to talk about dicks now?"
"You started." Lewis shot back before their attention was pulled back to the movie when a high pitched moan resonated throughout the room.
"Ah man, they're gonna fuck in the van. I say the girl dies first. She's not gonna be in the sequel."
"If that's true I can't keep believing you that you never watched this movie. You already knew that that one guy would get killed first."
"Yeah because it was obvious he's a supporting role. He's useless for the plot so he's gotta go."
"Damn, you're ruthless."
Max shook his head, "Rational is the word."
Lewis narrowed his eyes, "I don't think there's a big difference. Anyway, there was a long dicked dude in your class?"
Max bit down a chuckle but he couldn't avoid the smile on his lips, "I doubt he had one. Men with big dicks don't boast around with it. Or only very few do it. He was always bragging around either with that, his mediocre muscles or his lame car or whatever. The thing was he was so conviced of that himself. In his opinion he was the best and I think that was why he got so many chicks. Self-confidence can be really sexy but you can only show it when you yourself believe it."
Lewis hummed and nodded slowly, "Sounds reasonable but now I'm wondering how long it took you to figure that out."
"Ah well...I actually tried the same thing but I guess internally I wasn't self-confident. In the end I was just labeled as an asshole and a bully. Probably even the reason why the middle finger was invented."
This time Lewis laughed heartedly and Max felt giddy he was able to elicit that wonderful sound from the older. But it's not like he was lying about what he had just told the Brit. He had been a real ass. He was happy when he had finished school and didn't have to meet any of his classmates again.
"Jesus, I think it would've been massively entertaining to have you as a classmate." Lewis wheezed while he calmed down and leaned back, lazily draping an arm over the back of the couch, "Such a shame we met so late actually."
Max stopped mid-bite to look at Lewis, "I would've probably insulted you in hope you'd just notice me." he said before taking a bite of his burger.
Lewis's smile widened a bit, "Really?"
Max nodded, "Definitely. Like I said, my way of flirting was very offending."
"Ah so you'd want to flirt with me?"
"Sure." Max shrugged as if there wasn't a butterfly bomb going off in his stomach, "But it probably would scare you off. No one wants a foul-mouthed mate."
"You're not foul-mouthed. You just say what's on your mind. It's incredibly refreshing."
"You think so?"
Lewis nodded and Max felt like the Brit was trying to read his thoughts with that intense gaze, "That feat is so rare nowadays where the media has eyes everywhere and people are afraid to destory their image so, yeah, it's a really nice change to meet someone who doesn't care about that. Someone who isn't afraid of the public." Lewis turned his head towards the tv again to leave Max looking at his handsome side profile while the omega tried to keep his cool due to the Brit's arm. Lewis's hand was so close to him he just wanted to grab it.
Even though they were sitting on the same couch Lewis still seemed so far away and Max seriously had no plan how to overcome this wall which still seemed to be there between them. He offered to help the alpha through his rut, he had confessed his affection towards Lewis but he couldn't just jump into bed with the older. It just felt like there was an imporant step missing and they just kept dancing around it.
"I'm quite sure my weird teenage self would be too shy to respond to your flirting. I'd be hella intrigued though."
Max's eyebrows shot up, "You? Shy? You're fucking joking, right?"
"I wish I was but I was so socially awkward it was painful." Lewis said without looking at him but Max doubted the Brit was really watching what was happening on the tv, "You're talking to the famous quiet kid every class has."
"I can't really imagine that. You're the most charismatic person I've ever met." Max put the burger on his plate on the coffee table.
Lewis tilted his head slightly to look at him again, "What's this now? Are you flirting with me, Max?"
Max gulped and hoped his face didn't seem too flushed while he was adamant on not being the first one to break the eye contact, "And if so?"
"If so, I feel very flattered. I was just asking because I couldn't detect any insults."
Max snorted, "Wait until the season resumes. You'll get plenty insults from my side then."
"I..." Lewis started and Max noticed his reluctance of continuing but his attention was mostly captured by the Brit's hand that was now digging into the back of the couch, "I'd be honored to be at the receiving end of that."
Lewis's voice was a lot lower all of a sudden and it was like switch was flipped in Max's head, directing all his senses and thoughts at Lewis. The alpha's masculine scent heavy in the air like a warm embrace, making him only want more.
"You've been often enough." Max replied quietly, "You have no idea how many times I wanted to rip your head off."
They stared at each other for a few more seconds but it felt much longer than that. Max just wanted to crawl over to the Brit, sit on his lap and kiss him until they both would pass out.
A high female scream made them snap out of their intense staring contest.
Max looked at the tv, "See? I told you she'd kick the bucket first."
"You definitely watched that movie already."
He did not. He really didn't. These movies just had the same build-up, climax and ending. Max couldn't care less about it but with Lewis there he wasn't bored in the slightest. He probably had never enjoyed himself this much. He was able to completely unwind.
They watched the rest of the movie, every now and then commenting something unlogical in the plot. Max had even went on a rant because no, it was not a fucking good idea to split up to get help when a crazy maniac was roaming around killing everyone like flies. Lewis had just laughed at him.
Unfortunately, the movie was over faster than Max would've liked but to his luck the relaxed atmosphere remained even when the movie was finished and they were putting away the dishes in the kitchen.
In comparison to the rest of the Brit's apartment the kitchen, even though obviously completely designed and equipped expensively, was actually very homey. Max felt much more comfortable in Lewis's smaller kitchen than in his larger one. It just felt lived in.
"You know, I was actually very surprised when you stormed into my room after the Australian GP. I never would've thought you'd be interested in me like that." Lewis said before closing the dish washer.
"Ah uhm... well, I've actually been dealing with that for quite some time and I just couldn't keep it in anymore. I just hated being afraid of an answer from you and wasting time because of that."
"And what if I wouldn't have been interested?" Lewis leaned against one of the marble counters and regarded Max expectantly.
Max smiled and stepped closer to the alpha, the heady fresh citrusy bergamot scent beckoning him closer, "But you are interested." he replied and stopped in front of Lewis, "Otherwise I wouldn't be here." he murmured and came even closer, placing both hands on the marble counter Lewis was leaning against, bracketing the older between his arms as he leaned closer, "Your question doesn't make sense."
He looked deeply into Lewis's dark brown eyes and knew his words were true. Lewis wouldn't have invited him up just to use him for his rut. Not after listening to Max's confession.
This close their height difference was a bit more noticeable but Max was in the favorable position anyway so it wasn't that important. In fact, right now nothing was important to Max except the person standing right in front him. Lewis wasn't even touching him but Max's body nevertheless, reacted to the close proximity of the alpha, his blood cursing like lava through his veins, making him heat up.
Their scents were mingling around them in the air, crispy resinous bergamot and sweet floral honey intertwining with each other, curling around both of them as if trying to bring them closer and Max could almost feel Lewis's breath on his face. He couldn't describe this strong desire to erase this space between them. It felt like his heart was aching painfully and the only way it could be mended would be with Lewis's touch. Max needed to feel Lewis.
"Can I kiss you?"
Goosebumps rose all over Max's skin, making their way down from his neck towards his arms and lower back as he heard and felt Lewis whisper the words.
His lips curved up into a small smile, "That makes more sense."
Lewis glanced down for a short second and Max does the same, his eyes falling down on Lewis's soft looking lips and his heart screamed at him to close the gap between them. Leaning in, he surrendered to his deepest desire without a fight, diving further and further into the alpha's scent the closer he got. Lewis didn't move a muscle but his half lidded gaze was saying enough, luring him in. Those brown dark eyes were talking so much to Max the Brit didn't need to use any words.
Feeling the warmth of Lewis's body against his front Max had great difficulties restraining himself. He wanted to touch Lewis so bad. To feel his warm skin against his, to feel it underneath his hands. To feel Lewis moving against him, around him and inside him. He wanted everything but even that didn't feel like it'd be enough.
His heart was beating fast against his ribcage but he hardly noticed it, his whole mind immersed with Lewis as he readily awaited the warm sensation of Lewis's lips upon his. Only a hair's breadth of air was seperating them and Max tilted his head.
He wanted this to be the first touch between them. The very first intimate interaction which would be forever burned into his memory.
Their noses brushed against each other and just when he thought he felt Lewis's lips on his the older twitched back. It was a small move, almost unnoticeable but it put a screeching halt to Max's longing. He froze.
Why?
That's the only word that crossed his mind before it started wandering.
What if Lewis actually had changed his mind? What if he had went too far? Why did Lewis have to be such a big fucking mystery? One moment he asked Max if he could kiss him and in the next he's hesitating to do it.
What he'd give to take a look into Lewis's head. Just to know what the Brit really thought about him. Just to know how he should act around the alpha. Instead he had no clue where he was standing and it was driving him crazy.
"I can still leave if you want to." he said quietly, the fighting spirit in him resting.
He felt like he had said everything and if that still wasn't enough for Lewis to trust him with his rut and everything that could come after it Max could hardly force him.
Lewis shook his head, "No... I don't want you to leave, Max. Please don't leave." he grabbed one of the omega's wrists, gently wrapping his fingers around it but he didn't meet Max's eyes.
"Then talk to me, Lewis. I don't want to play right now."
Lewis's head snapped up so fast it surprised Max, "I'm not playing." he said seriously, his eyes burning , "I'd never. I'm just- this is already going so fast. We've never spent time together before this except for during races and I'm afraid this is going too fast. I'm not saying this because of my problem." Lewis gulped, "Hell, I don't even know what your favorite color is, what you like to eat the most or what side of the bed you prefere."
Max's expression softened at seeing how upset and distraught the Brit was. So this was what was troubling the older. He hadn't really known how much this was weighing on Lewis. Of course, Max was also afraid. Afraid of destroying everything between them but somehow this fear was motivating him to dash forward, increasing the desire and curiosity of where and how they might end up.
The same fear coursed through Lewis but instead of pushing him forward it was paralyzing Lewis Max realized. It inhibited Lewis to take the necessary courage Max knew the Brit possessed but was unable to use. The want was there otherwise Lewis would've long made him leave. It also showed him that Lewis cared. Lewis cared for him. Even though he's approaching his rut Lewis held onto his clear mind, being cautious with Max, handling this little spark between them, a possible promise for a vast wildfire, like a delicate crystal rose.
But Max had no problem with taking him by the hand. After all, they're in this together.
"I also don't know these things about you, Lewis, but I want to find the answers. I want to get to know you."
Lewis's hand was warm around his wrist and Max really wanted to take it but he wouldn't make any further advances as long as Lewis didn't reciprocate.
The older gulped, "But...what if it doesn't work out? When everything is over after my rut?"
"There's only one way to find out, Lewis." he said earnestly, "If you'd have to drive a car which is prone to failure but could as well bring you to victory you'd race in it, wouldn't you?"
"You can hardly compare this to a race car, Max."
"Of course I can because I'm quite sure racing isn't unimportant to you." he replied, still having in mind the many interviews where Lewis had said racing was his life's virtue. But at the deep frown on Lewis's face Max's heart dropped.
"What are you saying, Max? I can't compare our relationship to racing. This," he motioned between Max and him, "Is different. It's more significant."
"Is it?"
Lewis raised both eyebrows, "Wha- 'Is it'? Of course it is! I want this to work!"
Max leaned closer again, "Then why won't you fucking kiss me and we'll see how it'll work?"
He watched amused Lewis biting his lip while avoiding his gaze, seeming to argue with himself internally. Even though Max seemed self-confident on the outside he was feeling completely different on the inside.
"Don't knock it till you try it, Lewis."
Lewis was looking at him, expression unreadable and Max was feeling a bit worried it wasn't enough to convince Lewis. That thought went out the window though when he felt a warm touch at his neck, a warm hand pulling him forward and then his whole being frizzled, mind and body, at feeling Lewis's lips on his.
Max's eyes were wide open whereas Lewis had closed his and Max was just overwhelmed for a solid five seconds. For the first time ever he didn't know what to do or how to act. This had been what he had wanted all along, wasn't it? Then why was his brain not functioning, turning him into a statue?
Lewis's hand was warm on his neck but not forcing him into the kiss. His lips were soft and warm but when Max felt their touch lessening, Lewis about to pull away, his instincts kicked in and he took the initiative.
Suddenly kissing back, Max pressed himself against Lewis like a cat in heat. Everything started to feel incredibly hot, from the way their lips moved against each other to the feeling of Lewis's body against his as Max placed a hand on the Brit's hip.
He felt the warmth of Lewis's breath and the sinful sensation of his lips and Max quickly wanted more faster. Growing more insistently he nipped at Lewis's bottom lip, pressing their fronts together and tilting his head, the tip of his tongue tantatively gracing along the spot he's pinched with his teeth.
Lewis moans lightly into the kiss, the vibration of the sound and the alpha's scent making Max's desire grow lightning fast and he advanced towards the waistband of Lewis's sweatpants. While shivers ran down his spine every time their tongues touched Max began to tug at the sweatpants and suddenly Lewis pulled away and with that Max's eyes snapped open.
His parted lips tingled as he stared into brown eyes while keeping a hold of the soft fabric of Lewis's pants. One of the Brit's hands had moved to his neck while the other had grabbed one of his wrists to prevent him from removing the older's pants.
Lewis was breathing a bit heavier but not noticeable as they looked unblinking at each other and Max was searching for a hint on the older's face on why he had popped their little bubble.
"I..." Lewis started but soon broked off and sighed, "Oh jesus, Max what did we talk about preparing and stuff?"
"So you didn't like it?"
"I did but you can't just- my rut, remember? You want me to flank you away on the kitchen table?" he asked and gestured at said furniture behind Max.
Lewis liked it.
That's everything that seemed important to Max's brain as it was the only thought wandering his mind right now and he couldn't withstand a small smile forming on his lips.
"Is that an invitation?"
"Definitely not." Lewis said serious.
"I just wanted to take a quick peek. I need to know what I'll be working with."
"Sure, a quick peek with your mouth I reckon."
Max chuckled and shrugged, "So?"
"So no!" Lewis exclaimed but Max just found the situation funny, "I don't want to lose control. I could never forgive myself if I'd hurt you, Max."
"Oh we're already at that point, huh? I die for you, you die for me?" he asked with quirked eyebrows and a grin.
"This is not funny. I'm serious." Lewis replied and let go of Max, who immediatly missed the warmth of the older's touch, to cross his arms, "You realize this is over for me if I harm you in any way."
That made Max's smile vanish completely, "Lewis, you are not a monster. You think you'll turn into a werewolf?"
Lewis didn't answer and Max felt like they were right back on square one. How could Lewis be so stubborn?
"That's really disappointing, you know? Out of all people I thought you were the last one who'd act arbitrarily over me. I thought you'd respect me and trust me about my self assessment but looks like I was wrong."
Lewis obviously had a problem with him. Max couldn't think of a plausible reason why the Brit was still this fickle about this topic. Why wasn't Lewis as crazy about him as Max was about the Brit? Why couldn't Lewis just trust him? Trust in his confidence?
"Am I the problem?" he asked, taking a step back and gestured at himself, "Me being a virgin. Is that it?"
He felt both embarrassed and disappointed. Unfortunately, there was no way he could change his virgin status this instant. He hadn't even thought it would be such a major problem to Lewis. He had felt Lewis would be the right one.
When Lewis didn't answer Max's shoulders sagged, "Alright, you don't have to answer. I didn't know it'd be such a big issue to you. I should've just let myself get fucked before coming here I guess."
Max didn't really pay attention to what he was saying. He was so angry and just wanted to leave. To get away from Lewis. It felt like the older was playing with him. Why couldn't Lewis just be straightforward with him?
"What?"
Lewis looked at him as if Max had just said the moon and the sun were the same thing.
"Say that again." Lewis demanded and Max actually took a small step back whe the older pushed off the counter, "Say that again, Max."
Lewis repeated the demand much slower and somehow it sounded even nore dangerous. Max gulped at Lewis's piercing gaze. These dark eyes were shooting through him like bullets.
"Do you even hear yourself? You'd throw something special away just like that? Fucking someone random...for what?"
"For you! If this is what bothers you then what else am I supposed to do to solve it? I wouldn't even suggest shit like that if you would just plain and straight tell me what's your fucking problem! Talk to me, Lewis!"
"I'm afraid of raping you, okay?"
Max flinched back shocked, whole tension falling off his face as that single sentence ringed in his ears.
"Rape?"
Max was barely able to pronounce the word as he looked at Lewis who looked like a kicked puppy and nothing like the proud and self-confident man he usually portrayed.
"Max, I already know I won't be able to control myself. There'll be no 'stop' or anything like that for me. I won't show any compassion, I won't comfort you and I won't feel sorry in that moment."
Actually Max could imagine that all even though to him Lewis was the quietest and sweetest alpha he had ever encountered. He knew that alphas were highly aggressive and dangerous when in rut.
Max knew all that. And he also knew that Lewis wasn't only trying to warn him here.
Lewis was trying to scare him off.
But unfortunately for the older, Max wasn't scared easily.
Maybe he should've asked Lewis for permission first but he couldn't just watch the Brit feeling sorry for himself and hating a part of himself he didn't even have any control over so it wasn't a surprise the older went absolutely rigid when Max just stepped towards him again and wrapped his arms around the alpha.
Lewis was completely still in his hold. It felt like he was even trying not to breath.
"Lewis, if there's anyone on this fucking planet I'd trust with my first time it'd be you, okay?"
"Don't say something like that this easily. You barely know me."
"But I want to." Max immediatly replied and pulled away, grabbing Lewis by the shoulders so they were looking at each other, "I want to so bad. That's why I'm here. And even if you still want to throw me out and somehow make it, I at least want to be able to tell myself that we tried it."
He really did. He wanted to have the assurance that he had tried everything.
What Max didn't expect though that he was the one pulled into a hug this time.
"I want that, too." Lewis murmured and Max immediatly returned the hug, not knowing he could feel this happy just because of hearing four words.
Once Max had also wrapped his arms around Lewis the alpha tightened his hold around him a bit but Max liked it. It finally felt like Lewis accepting their situation. He was willing to try.
"So you're in the mood for a bedfellow? In the sleeping kind of way I mean. I'm scared of the dark and I don't like to sleep alone. "
Lewis chuckled in his arms, "For sure you're scared of the dark."
"Yeah. You wouldn't deny me shelter, right?"
Lewis laughed again, "Of cpurse not. but only with seperate blankets and you put the collar on."
"Deal." Max answered and pulled away to look at Lewis who finally had a few less worry line gracing his handsome face.
"Left side or right?" the Brit asked with a raised eyebrow.
When Max slowly started waking up, his consciousness resurfacing as he was becoming aware of his surroundings the first thing he registered was the familiar bergamot scent. That fucking fresh citrucy scent. And then he remembered where he was even without opening his eyes.
Lewis's apartment. Lewis's bedroom. Lewis's bed. Right. He was in Lewis's bed.
From one second to the other Max's eyes flew open.
He's lying in Lewis's bed.
He's greeted with the dimly lit still a bit unfamiliar room. He rubbed the sleep out of one of his eyes and stretched from where he was curled around one pillow. Back arching, he finally felt all parts of his body and when his eyes wandered around the room he guessed it was already well into the morning judging by the brightness which was successfully blocked by the beige courtains. They were completely pulled close as if someone had been trying to make sure not a single ray of light would come through.
When Max looked to the side he was greated with pulled back covers and an empty bedside to his dismay. No Lewis in sight. Max grew even more disappointed when there wasn't even the sound of a running shower. Only silence.
He was probably jumping to conclussions but it still dampened his mood that he didn't wake up to Lewis by his side.
Holy fuck, pull yourself together, Max. You're not fucking married!
Embarrassed by his own feelings Max managed to free himself of the blankets and got up. He made his way into Lewis's bathroom, the bright light making him squint his eyes when he flipped the switch.
When he looked at himself in the mirror he cursed. He looked like a rat with his sleep mussed hair and still slightly red eyes. Maybe Lewis's absence wasn't that bad afterall. Max was quite sure they weren't yet on that level where they found each other attractive in their morning glory.
How sappy, Max thought with a shudder. Yeah, he definitely didn't want this to turn into a corny relationship. Nevertheless, he had the urge to look at least a bit presentable and splashed some water on his face. It was neither warm nor cold but it still helped him greatly in completely waking up and shaking off the last bits of sleepiness. He immediatly felt much better.
He dried his hands and face before going through his hair with his fingers until he deemed his appearance acceptable and then left the bathroom. When he saw Lewis in the bedroom he was glad he took those few minutes in front of the mirror. He usually didn't even spare himself a glance after waking up.
"Hey. I uh...I didn't know what you wanted to eat so I got you a chocolate croissant."
The Brit held out a small plate with said sweetness on top of it it but Max was much more interested in the fact that Lewis seemed...flustered? Nervous?
"I remembered how much you were gushing about them to Daniel at the last race."
"You were eavesdropping?" Max asked surprised and Lewis looked even more flustered.
"Uh well, I wouldn't call it that. You moaning about them was pretty much unmistakeable."
Now Max was the one who was flustered, "I wasn't moaning. I was appreciating." then with a smaller voice he mumbled, "They were pretty fucking good."
"I hope this will do as well." Lewis said and Max finally relieved the older of the plate.
"Thanks." he smiled looking at the croissant, decorated with dark chocolate, "I'll put some clothes on first though."
Lewis blinked at him before clearing his throat, "Sure. I uh I'll be in the kitchen." he said and made to leave the room before stopping and turning around again, "Any special drinking wishes? Coffee with or without milk? A latte, hot chocolat, a tea? Water? Orange juice? A smoothie?"
Lewis had rattled the possibilities off so quickly Max barely had been able to keep up and he found the Brit's unusual behavior quite funny, "That's quite the service. If I remember correctly nothing happened last night which made me earn this."
A small smile crept on Lewis's face, "If we'd be in that situation I would've offered champagne. And you wouldn't even be out of bed."
Finally, Lewis seemed to have regained his charismatic skills. Good, Max thought, liking self-confident Lewis much more. If Lewis is relaxed and comfortable Max is, too.
"Well, we can still have champagne. I'm sure it'll go great with the croissant." he mused holding up the plate.
"Sure." Lewis chuckled and grabbed the doorhandle, "You'll get an orange juice with a splash if anything." he said while leaving the room.
"I'm not a fucking child!" he calls after Lewis with a smile.
"You're you! There's not a big difference!" Lewis shouted back and Max listened to the Brit retreating.
Breakfast was a comfortable affair. Max in general wasn't that hungry after waking up but that croissant was smiling at him so strongly he couldn't resist. It tasted even sweeter to Max, knowing Lewis had gotten it just for him.
Lewis actually had offered champagne but Max decided against it. He didn't want to get wasted first thing in the morning so he opted for orange juice while Lewis stuck to his homemade smoothie.
Afterwards they worked out a shopping list, ordering food to be delivered which would be easy and fast to eat during Lewis's rut. Max doubted there'd be a lot of eating but he'd be damned if he wouldn't take this seriously and not watch out for Lewis to eat and drink enough.
It was already noon when Max found himself in Lewis's bed again.
"I need more pillows."
"More?" Lewis asked alternating between lifting the dumbbells in his hands, "I thought you were building a nest, not a fort."
"There's not a big difference actually." Max shrugged, watching Lewis relentlessly lifting the weights as if it was nothing.
"Should've known, my bad." Lewis smiled on procceeded to do two more lifts before setting the dumbbells aside, placing them into the little shelf next to anothehr set of weights, "I'll get you more. You also need blankets?"
"Sure. The more the better."
Lewis nodded and left the room and Max tried not to stare too hard at the Brit's retreating glistening back. The stupid tank top had a low cut back and gave him a perfect view of the big cross tattoo. Lewis's skin looked shiny with the sweat and Max licked his lips.
Lewis's dedication was admirable. Even though he was short before entering his rut he was still dedicated to his training, resisting against slacking off because of his biology. What Max didn't know though was that Lewis was trying to drain himself of energy and strength.
When Lewis came back he chucked a pillow at Max who wasn't prepared for the onslaught.
"What the fuck, Lewis?" he asked as the first pillow hit his back and he turned around to look at the older packed with pillows.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist." Lewis chuckled and before Max knew it the next pillow came flying, hitting him straight in the face.
"Hey, I'm doing hard work here, you fucker!"
"And I'm only giving you the pillows you ordered, your highness."
"Fuck you." Max huffed but refused to throw any pillow at Lewis. He really wanted to but right now they were too precious to him, "I'm doing this for your ass and you're just interrupting my artistic flow."
"Ah I didn't know I had a Picasso in my bed."
"You don't. I'm better."
"Of course you are. The fact that I had the audacity to think otherwise. How dare I." Lewis said dramatically and Max had to pull himself together to keep a smile hidden.
"Just fuck off. And give me your clothes. And my backpack."
"Maybe also a wildberry lillet with handpicked berries flown in from Portugal on a silver platter?" Lewis asked and dropped the other pillows on the bed before moving to fetch Max's backpack.
Max smiled and turned to busy himself with the new pillows so the Brit wouldn't see it, "No but that champagne would be nice now." he said while admiring his process.
The nest turned out much better than he thought if he dared say so himself. He knew self-praise stunk but he didn't really care about that because just the fact that this nest was for Lewis automatically made it the best he had ever built.
"Are you trying to get drunk?" Lewis asked and handed the backpack over.
"Nah just liquid courage, you know? Makes things easier." Max waved him off and took the backpack from Lewis with a small 'thanks'.
"Liquid courage? You? You're brimming with courage."
Max had to laugh at that, "Uh no." he rummage through his bag, "And if I really do, it still doesn't make moments like these any better." he said and pulled out his dildo, "I didn't know if we'd need this but I just took it with me because for...like you said...prepation." he cleared his throat, feeling fidgety while holding the black rubber toy.
Lewis just looked at him or maybe more at the dildo -Max wasn't sure- and he really just wanted the floor to swallow him up but he wouldn't be weird about it. This is something normal. Any omega without an alpha who didn't want to burn from the inside out owned a sex toy. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. At least that's what he's telling himself to make this situation bearable because it was him who caused it in the first place.
Lewis plucking the dildo from his hand made Max's attention return to the alpha and somehow Max felt caught red-handed. But that feeling was quickly pushed to the side as he watched Lewis examining the rubber toy which had been more than a handful of times inside him and Max swore the room had just gotten a bit hotter as he waited for the older to finally say something.
"Cute toothpick."
Max felt as if his whole being had been set on fire but not in the good kind of way. He badly wanted to escape this immense wave of embarrassment.
"Did you just insult my dildo?"
Lewis laughed, "I'm sorry. I'd say I only belittled it though."
"You know, the more you're this confident the bigger I expect your dick to be. You think you can afford that?"
Lewis raised a pecuilar eyebrow at him, glancing between him and the sex toy, "I'm pretty confident in that." he said and Max gulped at the sureness in Lewis's voice as well as in his expression, "What is it? Six inches?"
Max rolled his eyes, "Don't be absurd. It's seven."
The corner of Lewis's lips turned upwards into a small smirk and he held the rubber toy out towards Max, "Now I'm even more confident."
Finding himself unable to come up with a witty response Max just took the dildo back and watched Lewis retreat to the bathroom.
"I'm going to take a shower."
The moment the door clicked shut and Lewis was gone it felt like Max had been holding a breath all this time and he could finally release it. The room temperature was dropping again as he looked pensively at the dildo in his hand and a bit of doubt started to appear in his mind.
More than seven inches? That would definitely be a challenge but he wouldn't be who he was if he'd back down now. Besides, the most important thing was that Lewis was finally trusting him, being this open about it and not beating around the bush.
Putting his sex toy away, Max concentrated on finishing the nest and just when he had arranged the last pillow he heard the bathroom door open and in the next moment Lewis placed a white bathrobe on the bed next to Max. The Dutch only looked at it before lifting his head to see Lewis wearing the same robe and his throat went dry at the thought of Lewis being completely naked underneath.
"Change into this if you want to. Your clothes would fit the nest nicely."
Max looked at Lewis and then back at the white clothing.
He looked back up at Lewis again from his place on the bed and smiled, "Really smooth, Lewis. Is this your way of asking me to strip in a gentlemanly manner?"
Lewis didn't reply right away, looking stumped by Max's shameless accusation, "I uh I actually really just thought your clothes would be a nice addition. No ambiguous thoughts."
"Really? That's quite disappointing because I was just going to tell you you'd just have to ask." Max said and got up on his knees to be on eye level with Lewis, "You want me to strip, Lewis?"
Lewis gazed at him, staying silent at his question but Max noticed that the atmosphere had definitely shifted. He was a bit surprised he was capable of doing something like that because Lewis was the first person ever he was trying to seduce. For short he didn't think himself experienced enough to do something like that but whatever he was doing seemed to work on Lewis.
"I'd be stupid if I'd say no, I guess."
"We agree in that then." Max nodded slowly and in a smooth motion took off his white shirt, throwing it somewhere on the bed, considering Lewis's wish, "I don't think I'll need the bathrobe." he said with a light rasp in his voice and wrapped his arms around Lewis's broad shoulders, "And I don't think you'll need yours either."
"I just didn't want to be tasteless." Lewis stepped a bit closer towards Max but he had yet to touch him.
"You think I care about tastelessness?" he murmured with a light smirk, caressing the back of Lewis's neck with his thumbs, the skin feeling warm and soft underneath his fingertips.
"You're quite bold all of a sudden." Lewis said lowly and tilted Max's head back by his chin with his forefinger and thumb, "Did I already tell you how good that collar looks on you?"
Max chuckled once lightly, gazing at the ceiling due to the angle, "Once I think, yes."
He heard Lewis hum and the sound made Max gulp.
He himself didn't think that the collar was anything special. He hadn't really wanted anything shiny or noticeable so unsurprisingly his decision fell on a plain black leather collar. It had no decorations or anything on it whatsoever. Just plain black. There was a clip at the back to close it, no bulky buckle as convenience had been his top priority. The collar was very comfortable to wear, snug around his neck but not too tight as it was able to stretch a bit and on top of that it was made out of a certain leathery material to withstand an alpha's bite. The one necessity Jos had demanded when Max had to choose a collar.
"Mm that won't do." Lewis said and Max felt him carressing his chin with his thumb, "It suits you really well. It's a shame I want to rip it off."
At the words Max felt a spark of heat traveling through his body, making him warm up from the inside, a licking fire settling in the pits of his stomach. Lewis's body already felt so warm against his and they weren't even touching except for his arms around the alpha.
He tilted his head back down to look into those expressive brown eyes and he didn't know who was moving first but when their lips met it didn't matter anyway. Lewis wrapped an arm around his waist pulling him forward while closing the gap between their bodies himself and Max gladly let it happen. He moaned lightly into the kiss when Lewis teasingly nipped at his bottom lip.
Lewis's warm breath hit his face, their noses brushing against each other as they tried to get as close to each other as physically impossible and beyond that. Suddenly there was a hand cupping his face and the touch was electrifying, making Max hungrily delve further into the kiss, eliciting a low hum from Lewis when their tongue slid along each other.
It was messy and hot and to Max the moment they had to break apart for air came definitely too early.
"Alright, either you take off that fucking bathrobe or I'll do it." Max breathed and Lewis just smiled.
"So impatient." Lewis chuckled but didn't protest when Max began untying the Brit's bathrobe but stopped soon again when Lewis's body was revealed.
"I'm seriously starting to think you don't want me to see your dick." Max said irritated as he eyed the black boxers gracing Lewis's lower part.
Lewis raised an eyebrow, "Tastelessness, remember?" he smirked and shrugged off the bathing robe letting it fall to the ground to enable Max feeling his rippling muscles under his hands.
"You really gotta shut up about tastelessness."
With that he pulled Lewis down into the nest, interlocking their lips in another heated kiss, pouring this huge amount of desire for the alpha burning inside him into it.
Finally, Lewis's hands were on him. They were carressing his sides, getting a light hold on his hips. The touch was gentle, feeling nothing like the ravenous sensation of Lewis's lips on his but it still as if the older was touch starved. Unwilling to let go of Max but still careful.
None of that, Max thought, laying on his back, and pulled Lewis further down until the Brit was hovering over him, propping one arm up next to Max's head. Their moves weren't feverent or volatile but rather thorough and passionate. Every touch of Lewis's lips was like a kiss of fire, scalding and sinful and Max was enjoying every second of it as he let his hands smooth over Lewis's shoulders and back.
"God, you smell so freaking good, Max..." Lewis mumbled against his lips before interlockling them in another messy kiss, leaving Max breathless.
It's the warmth which is created between their bodies that makes Max feel lightheaded. Just Lewis's close proximity and this intimacy it was coming along with it are overloading his senses, embracing him as if he was thrown into hot water.
"Yeah...fuck...like what?" he asked blindly as he tipped his head back to give Lewis more space who has travled down to litter his neck with kisses.
"Honey." Lewis answered muffled, mouthing at the sensitive skin of his neck, "So sweet...drives me fucking mad..." he growled and nipped at his jaw, pinching the skin between his teeth.
That and the sensation of Lewis's warm breath ghosting over his skin, the most gentle carress, were making Max's hair stand on edge, giving him goosebumps over goosebumps.
Everything was so warm and addicting and Max had never felt more comfortable with someone. This wasn't just blind lust. The desire for Lewis was much too big for that. The way Lewis touched him, hungry but still gentle. The way he was talking to him, dirty but still soft. The way he was with him, ravenous but still caring and Max wanted it all. He wanted it whole and raw, so much that his heart was aching with need.
He managed to single-handedly remove the hair tie, holding Lewis's braids together, and flung it to the side before carding his fingers through the Brit's hairs. It probably didn't have the same effect like it would have if the braids were undone but Max didn't care. He needed to feel everything of Lewis uninhibited.
Lewis was still subjecting his neck to this pleasuring torture, letting his lips travel along Max's throat, mapping out every centimeter and with every attempt of a bite Max's wish for the damn collar to disappear grew. He didn't want any barrier between them but he knew Lewis wouldn't allow that.
"Harder, Lewis...please." he sighed, eyes closed, and pressed Lewis's closer to his throat with the hand in the alpha's hair.
Deep deep down a small primitive and animalistic part of him, which was usually slumbering when he wasn't in heat, craved for Lewis to bite him hard enough to pierce through the collar with his teeth. To just bite down until he'd immortalized himself on Max's neck.
Wasn't this the highest level of trust? Since when was he feeling so comfortable so fast with someone? Max was quite sure it would only take a simple sharp move and Lewis would've ripped through his neck with his sharp canines faster than Max would be able to react. Shouldn't he be afraid? Suspicious and cautious? He should but being careful or wary were the last things on his mind right now. The feeling of the pointed edges grazing over the material of his leather collar made Max gulp as his body was burning with anticipation.
"Don't encourage me." Lewis murmured, voice smooth and low with the slightest rumble and Max's back arched slightly at the warm breath hitting his neck.
"But I want it." he replied lazily, a light smile tugging at his lips but it vanished when Lewis suddenly moved away from his neck after giving it a small goodbye kiss.
Suddenly Max found himself glued into place by Lewis's dark gaze, the Brit looking down at him, "You should really stop talking." Lewis said and Max's smile returned when he detected amusement in the Brit's voice.
He raised an eyebrow, "It's not turning you on?" he asked and bend his legs so his feet were planted on the bed and Lewis was bracketed between his bent knees.
"It is. That's the problem." Lewis said and Max had trouble keeping his eyes on the Brit's face, the alpha's chest having a magnetic effect on his gaze, "We should talk about a safe word before...you know, it's too late."
"Sure, how considerate of you to mention it right fucking now." Max chuckled, quickly stealing a glance of Lewis crotch and dear god that's a big bulge.
Lewis shrugged, not looking sorry at all, "That's how I am. So, any ideas?"
"How about 'Daniel'? I'll just shout that."
It must've been a new record with how fast Lewis expression changed to a serious one, playful spark in his eyes vanishing and hardening into a glare.
"Under no circumstances."
Max laughed, "No?" he asked and stretched his back a bit, satisfied when he caught Lewis's eyes flickering down for a second, "I think it has a high potential of stopping us from whatever we're doing in that moment."
"Yeah, I also think it has a high potential of driving me up the wall. Not a good idea to mention someone else when in bed with me."
Max's pulse quickened at the words, "No?" he asked, enjoying the effect he had on the older.
Lewis shook his head, "Not really, no."
"Especially when you're in rut?"
"Especially especially when I'm in rut." Lewis agreed with a slow nod, emphazising the repition, while leaning down towards Max again, "I have a feeling though you'll do it anyway." he whispered against Max's lips.
"Maybe."
Lewis didn't allow more words to leave his mouth and involved Max in another heated kiss. It was messy, the blind need to handle this pent-up lust and craving for each other making every move uncoordinated. There were teeth grazing his bottom lip, a vicious tongue leaving him breathless and at Lewis's mercy as he felt hands tugging at his sweat pants.
It's then that he noticed how hard he already was and that he was highly likely already leaking. It's embarrassing but Lewis didn't seem to care. Instead, it looked like it only spurred Lewis on in getting the pants off as quickly as possible.
He watched Lewis throwing the garment somewhere on the bed before he was on him again, grabbing Max's chin and pulling him into another kiss. Snaking one arm around Lewis's neck he arched his back when he felt Lewis's other hand traveling down along his side, leaving goosebumps in his wake.
Even though his sweatpants are now gone his boxers still felt straining on his fast hardening length and he just wanted them gone. With Lewis's boxers preferably.
When Lewis pulled away Max took a breath of air and gazed at Lewis's headily, completely intoxicated by the alpha's musky scent while his lips tingled, sensitive and swollen. He could lay here all day and just inhale that wonderful fragrance.
"Everything okay?" Lewis asked, slightly breathless and Max could only nod which was returned with an acknowledging nod from the older, "Are you holding on?"
"W- wha?" Max asked confused, needing a bit of time until Lewis's question reached the still coherent part of his brain but then his world was already tilting and he found himself on top of Lewis.
"You can set the pace better like this." Lewis explained, his hands a warm sensation on Max's hips who was now sitting up and an anmilastic thrill went down his spine when he finally felt the alpha's hard cock right underneath him.
He hadn't even seen it yet but this dick definitely felt big. And hard. And with every passing second Max grew more impatient and thirsty. He couldn't resist rolling his hips one or two times, pressing his dick against Lewis's and is rewarded with a groan bleeding into a growl. And two hands tightening their grip on his hips, fingers pressing into his skin. A warning just like the glare Lewis sent him.
"Don't do this, Max."
"Don't do what?" he asked with a tilt of his head but Lewis's expression stays firmly serious, "Take what I want?"
"Max, I'm ser-"
Placing a hand over Lewis's mouth he effectively silenced the alpha who at first glanced down at said hand before looking back up at him perplexed.
"Just shut up, okay? I got this." he smiled at Lewis as if to reassure him and then got up from his lap to leave the bed. He heard the movement of Lewis sitting up but didn't spare him a glance when pulled off his shorts which left him in his boxers, "As you insulted my dildo earlier-"
"Should I feel bad?" Lewis asked with a raised eyebrow from his place on the bed.
"Maybe if you'd just let me finish my fucking sentence." Max huffed frustrated as he went through his backpack until he found said rubber toy at the bottom of it, "I'll prepare myself now because you're not worthy of holding this." he held the toy up and Lewis just looked at him in disbelief.
"Me? Unworthy of that?" he asked pointing at the dildo Max was holding who was trying very strongly not to look at the Brit's obvious bulge, "Just comparing me to that matchstick is an insult."
"It can vibrate."
"And what? Glow in the dark? I can get bigger. And move by myself."
Max narrowed his eyes, "Convincing arguments but I'm not seeing much of it I'm afraid."
"You only had to ask nicely, Max." Lewis replied and then, to Max's shock, just lifted his hips and pulled off his boxers in one smooth motion.
He flung the black garment, which had been the bane of Max's frustration all this time, to the side and leaned back on his elbows and just looked at Max who forgot how to speak. All this time he had been so desperate for them both to get to this level, for Lewis to open up but now that they've reached that moment Max forgot what language he was speaking because god damn not even the bestest porn he had watched had starred such a...beautiful cock like Lewis's.
He didn't know if it was weird to call a dick beautiful but it's fact that this cock was as big as it was beautiful. His dildo couldn't hold a candle to it.
Gulping, he eyed the thick shaft, letting his gaze travel up from the base and along the more prominent vein, guiding him to the head. It looked a bit shiny in the light and Max licked his lips, mouth watering.
It felt like his whole being had been reduced to that primitive animalistic part of his mind which usually only emerged during his heat. But now it happened just by having a naked Lewis in front of him but it also didn't surprise him and it definitely didn't unsettle him.
"Now please tell me again how much better your dildo is." Lewis drawled, smug smile spiking his heartbeat.
But Max is not one to just roll over and show his tummy.
"You're pretty fucking cocky." he replied while approaching Lewis, glad his voice sounded as sure as he wanted it to without a stutter.
"Am I not entitled to?" Lewis sat up and Max had to force himself to keep his gaze on Lewis's eyes and not let it move downwards.
"It looks a bit weak without evidence. If your techinque is shit your 8 inches won't make a big difference either." he retorted, feeling more stupid with every second he's standing there in his boxers, dildo in one hand.
"8.5." Lewis corrected him with a raised finger as if it made a major difference, "I find it quite bold of you to assume my skills in bed without knowing them."
"Then it's up to you to refute my assumptions." Max said and threw the dildo on the bed before stripping off his boxers.
He wouldn't admit it but he wasn't brave enough to meet Lewis's eyes after baring his whole body to the alpha. The only thing which had made him act this swiftly had been his internal refusal to be a drama queen with insecurities. All this time he had been the one to push Lewis to being more open and accepting of himself and now he can't do it himself? Of course he could and that's why mustered up all the courage he had, thought fuck it, and pulled his boxers down.
Sooner or later they had to vanish anyway so why not now?
He climbed on the bed again and into the nest, trying to ignore the vulnerable feeling of being naked. He was not as hard as he possibly could get but he felt the familiar cold wetness of his slick on the back of his thighs and ass but looking into Lewis's dark blown pupils Max was able to blend out his insecurities partly.
Lewis stayed leaning back on his elbows, observing him like a hawk while Max hesitated at first, sparing a flitting glance at that enormous cock. It's really bigger than he had anticipated.
Neither Daniel nor Lewis himself had been joking.
Fuck, don't think about Daniel now.
"Max?"
At hearing Lewis's voice he blinked and realized he had been staring at nothing particular, staying seated next to Lewis who was looking at him questioningly.
"Is everything okay?" Lewis asked, seeming a bit concerned and Max gulped trying to find his voice and words.
"Uh yeah...yes. Sorry I uh..."
He didn't really know what to say. One second he was sprouting all these words in his metaphorical big boy pants and now it's like the realization of what was about to happen was only hitting him now.
He cursed himself for destroying the mood but sitting naked next to an equally naked Lewis in the nest he had built... it really made him grasp the situation. It made him grasp that tiny foreign feeling which made his heart beat faster and shortened his breathing. Which made his hands feel clammy. Was he...?
"Are you afraid?"
There was a rustling sound when Lewis sat up.
"We can stop right now if you want to. It's no problem."
Lewis looked at him with his dark brown eyes, warm and encouragingly and Max was surprised by the lack of heat in them. Even though the alpha's bergamot scent was still heavy with arousal and a certain muskiness which Max would just describe with the word 'sex' Lewis was looking at him with such a kindness it warmed Max's body, even reaching to the tips of his fingers.
"No... No, I'm okay. It's just... a bit much?"
"You mean my-" Lewis gestured at his crotch, or more specific at his cock which to Max's surprise -or not- was still hard.
"No!" Max quickly cut him off, shaking his head, "No, no. You're not the problem. It's me. I'm... I'm thinking too much."
He couldn't describe it differently. It's just how he felt. As if he's using his head too much at the moment. Thinking and overthinking. It's new and weird to him because he was raised to always know what he wanted and how to get it.
Why's he hesitating now?
"Do you want to cuddle?"
The question came out of the blue because the last thing Max had expected to happen now was that they'd be cuddling. He opened his mouth to reply but closed it again.
"Naked?" he asked then, unable to pronounce more.
Lewis just chuckled, letting Max look at his cute tooth gap and bright white teeth, "We can also put our clothes back on if you want."
"Are you serious?"
Lewis shrugged, "Sure." then he scratched the back of his head, seeming bashful, "I'm nervous, too."
Max's eyes widened a bit at the reveilance, "Really? But... But you already did this, right?" he asked and shuffled a bit closer towards Lewis.
"That doesn't make this any less special, Max. I really want to do this right. For us."
Us.
Max smiled. He usually wasn't into all this romantic and sappy stuff but hearing Lewis say this made him very happy. It also made him flush so he leaned in to place his lips on Lewis's.
He felt the Brit still and only a second later relax. Then Max moved, breaking the kiss to crawl on top of Lewis only to involve the older in another more heated kiss with a completely different nature, having the alpha naked between his thighs and no barrier between them. Max quickly felt himself getting wetter again and Lewis seemed to notice it, too, concering by the groan and the two warm hands settling on his ass, squeezing and pulling the flesh to his heart's content.
"I want to cuddle afterwards." Max mumbled against Lewis's lips before closing the gap again, pressing forward so their chests were touching and Max shivered at the intimate warmth.
"That," Lewis started before getting interrupted by another kiss, "sounds good, too."
Max smiled into the kiss and the longer their lips were connected the more he felt himself relaxing until he wasn't even trying to hold himself up above Lewis anymore. There was no space left between their bodies, his front pressing on Lewis while his brain didn't know which touch was hotter, his own cock pressed between them, Lewis's cock alternating between grazing the sensitive skin of his inner thigh and the swell of his ass, or Lewis's lips against his.
He felt the muscles of Lewis's chest flexing slightly while the Brit moved his head to keep kissing him but then the warm touch was gone when Lewis suddenly leaned back, lying now flat on the bed.
Licking his wet lips once Lewis gazed up at him, "Do you..." he started and Max felt one of Lewis's hands slowly trailing over his ass cheek and then a single shy finger ghosted over his hole, "want me to do it or-"
"You." Max replied without hesitation, "I want you." he said and then added, "To do it. If you want to."
Lewis smirked and shook his head, "You have no idea what I want." he murmured and this time he was more daring when he stroked over Max's hole again, "Fuck, you're so wet." he cursed and Max body burned with anticipation for Lewis to continue.
He tilted his ass a bit, moving back against Lewis's fingers and felt his dick twitch a bit when it slipped inside. For a single second he froze at the intrusion but when a warm hand glid along his side, leaving a phantom path of warmth behind on his skin, until it was cupping his face, it pulled all his attention onto Lewis.
"Okay?" Lewis asked quietly, his brown eyes searching for the slightest sign of discomfort on Max's face.
Finding himself able to relax pretty quickly Max nodded and shivered a bit when Lewis moved his hand, finger gliding along his warm walls innocently, the movement smooth and easy becasue of his slick. Just as quickly as he grew accustomed to it he wanted more to scratch this seemingly unscratchable itch which just kept getting bigger and bigger.
While Lewis continued to move his finger, his palm warm on Max's ass the Dutch's eyes fell on the alpha's lush lips and he decided they've been seperated for way too long. Leaning down he caugh them in a soft kiss which turned just as dirty as what they're doing.
Lewis hummed into the kiss, perfectly able to keep up with Max while moving his hand, finger relentlessly stroking along his walls.
"You mm," Lewis started but was interrupted by Max placing his lips on Lewis's again, open mouthed kiss taking his body temperature to another level, "You want another?" Lewis finally managed to mumble into the kiss
Lips slick with spit Max broke the kiss only to stare into Lewis brown eyes, breathing a bit heavily, "Fuck yes."
Follwing his answer was action and he didn't have to wait long until he felt a second finger joining the first one.
"That's good." Lewis praised lowly and something inside Max flared up at the words while the older quickly resumed his earlier pace after a few slow strokes.
He had to bite his lip in order to not sound like a porn star when Lewis started scissoring his fingers, the burn of the stretch finally a little relief but in the end only a small percentage while this big pool of lust heating up his whole body was keeping getting bigger and bigger. The feeling of Lewis's hard cock grazing his skin every now and then didn't make it better.
Lewis's fingers felt hot inside him, moving here, prodding there, searching for something and Max couldn't contain a little moan, his hands clawing instinctively into the blanket beneath Lewis when one of the Brit's fingers nudged his special spot.
"Fuck..." he cursed and hid his face in Lewis's neck while the older gleefully continued to exploit the new dicovery, brushing over Max's prostate with every in and out movement, "Please- shit, Lewis, please." he whined, pressing his nose against the alpha's scent gland, inhaling the strong musky bergamot scent like it would be the last thing he'd be able to smell.
Lewis chuckled breathlessly, "I'm afraid you have to be a bit more specific, Max."
"Fuck...you." Max managed to groan and was only rewarded with Lewis jolting beneath him when another laugh escaped the alpha.
"I think this goes the other way but I'm open to anything." he said and then a third finger squeezed past Max's rim and the omega felt the muscles of his thighs twitching.
"Oh god. Just- shut up." he moaned and in order to take revenge he sank his teeth into Lewis's neck.
It was like he had satisified this carnal urge inside him but somehow he was still able to withstand and not break the skin. He knew this would only encourage the alpha to return the bite but would eventually leave him majorly frustrated because of the collar around Max's neck. Nevertheless, Lewis groaned lowly, fingers pressing into Max's skin while he kept moving his fingers in and out of the omega at an barely acceptable pace.
"Little minx." Lewis whispered and slapped Max's ass before pulling his fingers out, making Max lift his head in confusion only to watch the older obscenly licking at the slick coating his fingers, "Jesus..." he groaned, closing his eyes while letting his head fall back against the mattress as if he's tasting the forbidden fruit and Max could only watch, feeling as if he's witnessing something dirty and intimate.
He couldn't look away, much less blink in case he'd miss a single expression of Lewis's face, devouring his slick which was coating these very fingers which had been inside him a minute ago.
"Oh god, that tastes illegal." Lewis sighed lowly, "I almost forgot how honey tasted like but this is definitely better. Jesus Christ."
"Can you stop?" Max asked and hid his face in Lewis's neck again, "This is weird."
Lewis chuckeld and wrapped his arms around Max who for once didn't find himself complaining about the sweat that's forming between their bodies.
"It's not weird. This was the best damn thing I've ever tasted."
He knew Lewis just wanted to encourage him but Max just felt more embarrassed. He definitely wasn't high enough on pheromones to shake off that feeling and a champagne would definitely come in handy now. But the most important thing was that Lewis was obviously enjoying himself.
"Max."
"Hm?"
"Can you turn around for me?"
Max frowned and looked at Lewis, the cold feeling of drying slick on the back of his thighs and ass uncomfrotable, "Turn...around?"
Lewis nodded, spark in his eyes, "Turn around. I want you to sit on my face."
Max felt his mouth go dry at the gentle demand and he found himself unable to deny the alpha's request as he was caught in that dark gaze, trapped like prey.
"A- are you sure?"
Lewis nodded again without hesitation, "You'll like it. I'll make sure you do." he said, placing his hands on Max's hips gently, "we can stop whenever you want."
It did sound enticing, Max had to admit even though he had never done something like that but that's what probably what was attracting him even more to that. Trying something new out with Lewis who could probably show him so much more and Max was thristing for that. He loved this excitement of experiencing something new and if sitting on Lewis's face wouldn't strip him off any single ounce of shame he didn't know what would.
"You better make fucking sure I'll like it." he replied and sat up while a giddy grin appeared on Lewis's face.
Rearrannging himself, he turned around and shuffled a bit backwards. Lewis's warm palms on his hips helped him with guiding him into the right position but Max stayed cautious. He didn't want to suffocate Lewis.
"This won't do." Lewis huffed and Max was already afraid he had done something wrong before it had even began but he didn't have time to make sure about that when the hands on his hips tightened and suddenly pulled him backwards a few more inches, making him lurch forward in surprise. He barely managed to stabilize himself, placing his hands on Lewis's naked torso, "This is better." Lewis sounded satisfied and Max could imagine that mischievous smirk on his face.
"Happy?" Max asked, straightening up on top of Lewis, feeling a few goosebumps rippling over his skin at the slight warm breath ghosting over his behind.
"More than ecstatic." Lewis just replied and started fondling the supple flesh of Max's ass, "Happy birthday to me."
"Seriously?" Max asked, unable to relax yet in the current position, "It's not your birthday."
"Feels like it." Lewis chuckled and then Max only felt cooling air hitting his leaking hole when the older kneaded his ass to his heart's content.
The second thing he felt was the distinct sensation of tickling stubble against his skin and then there was a puff of warm air, making Max twitch without much sucess due to the hold Lewis had on him. Not really able to see what Lewis was doing down there Max tried to pay attention to every little sensation while doing his best to stay relaxed but nothing could've prepared him for the hot touch of Lewis's vicious tongue licking over his hole.
At first he froze completely, the feeling of Lewis's tongue touching him this intimately so foreign he wasn't getting into it right away.
"Shit, this is good." Lewis groaned and Max felt him licking over his hole again, obviously adamant on getting all the slick he's leaking.
His cock was still throbbing uncomfortably but Max really wanted to enjoy this. Together with Lewis.
And while he was mentally complaining about his own dick his gaze went down and only now did he realize that he was facing Lewis's cock in this position. Regarding it Max decided very quickly that Lewis wasn't fairing much better. The alpha's cock looked as errect as it could be and Max winced when he saw already a slight swell at the base. Lewis must've really held it in for a long time if his knot was starting to show this early with them not having really done anything.
"Max?"
It took him a second to realize Lewis had adressed him and Max immediately sat up straighter, ready to get off of Lewis but as if sensing his next steps Lewis's grip tightened on him, fingers pressing into the skin of his ass.
"Y-yeah? Should I get off?" he asked even though Lewis was clearly stopping him from moving.
"No, no. Don't move." Lewis replied softly, "You're still okay with this?"
Max nodded.
"Really? Because you're a bit tense." Lewis let his hands slowly glide over Max's and thighs in a way to comfort him, "Just relax. Get a bit lower." Lewis continued and slightly tried to pull Max further down who realized how strained his thighs felt because of holding his weight above Lewis.
"Even lower? You want me to suffocat you?" he asked, suprised how much lower Lewis wanted him to go. He would literally use the Brit's face like a chair.
Lewis hummed and Max shivered at the warm breath ghosting over his skin but he let himself be guided by Lewis's hands until he didn't feel this strain of supporting his own weight in his thighs anymore. He didn't have more time to relish in that as Lewis was quickly resuming his earlier work again.
Heart beating fast he felt Lewis going much deeper this time, hooking his thumbs into Max's already quite loose rim and then Lewis's tongue was inside the omega. It was like getting an electric shock from the inside and Max's mouth fell open in surprise as Lewis was starting to fuck him open with his tongue.
"Oh fuck..." he moaned and found himself slightly moving his ass against Lewis, craving for a deeper touch.
Slowly but surely, he succumbed to Lewis, letting his muscles relax into the older's hold and before he knew it he was steadily rocking against Lewis's face. He hadn't taken Lewis for someone to be this shameless in bed but Max liked it. It made everything more exciting and it looked like it was transfering right over to Max, freeing him from his inhibitions.
"Shit, right- right there...fuck yes." he sighed and had to support himself with his hands placed on Lewis's strong thighs and that's when his eyes fell on that big cock again
It seemed to wave at him and Max really didn't need a further invitation, eyeing the single drop of pre-cum emerging from the slit with a watering mouth. If that dick wasn't begging to be licked Max wouldn't know it any better.
While Lewis was steadily licking away at his hole, seeming parched, Max rearranged himself on top of Lewis, leaning further down until he was covering Lewis horizontal and his face was centimeters away from that bulbous head.
Lewis was relentless, now also taking to sucking at Max's hole to get even more slick but Max wasn't planning on being on the only receiving end. Carefully he wrapped his hand around the base, mindful of the sensitive swelling there. He was a bit surprised by how hot it felt but that shouldn't really baffle him. The moment his hand closed around the shaft, feeling the swell of the beginning knot he watched the muscles of Lewis's tighs twitch, the alpha's body tensing for a second, including the hands tightening their hold on his ass.
Lewis didn't let up but when Max leaned forward to lick over the head, the drop of pre-cum salty on his tongue as he savored it the alpha halted in his movements. Staying frozen like this but not saying anything Max didn't immediatly take it the negative way. To him it actually seemed like Lewis was waiting for his next move, anticipating it. And Max wasn't one to dissappoint.
More daring this time, he squeezed the sensitive base gently and licked up along the shaft, letting his tongue trace along the prominent vein there. Reaching the head, he enclosed it, lips circling around it and that's what seemed to free Lewis of his frozen fate.
"Oh god..."
The alpha's voice was soft and Max wanted to hear more so he hollowed his cheeks and sucked, the distinct salty taste of more pre-cum hitting his tongue.
"Holy shit!" Lewis cursed loudly this time and his hips instinctively bucked up, making his cock slide into Max's mouth a few more inches who chocked a but at the sudden movement, "Fuck...Max, you can't do that."
Hell yes he can, Max thought having grown accustomed to the hot shaft in his mouth, the head almost touching his throat. Slowly, just to see how far he could go, Max slid down until he felt the first signs of his gag reflex kicking in and he stopped. Then he slowly pulled off, tongue carressing the underside of Lewis's hard cock until he released the tip a bit reluctantly.
"Don't get lazy back there." he glanced back and tilted his ass a bit, "I'm not gonna do all the fucking work here."
"I'd never let you do that. I'm a gentleman."
"Yeah, yeah. I believe it when I feel it." Max replied and turned his attention back to that wonderful cock in front of him.
Slowly he moved his hand, that was still wrapped around the base, up and down, stroking Lewis's cock and was rewarded with a low hum from the alpha. Lewis squeezed his ass and he leaned down again to lick at the head, tongue tracing the slit teasingly and heard Lewis inhaling sharply.
"Glad you didn't lose your big mouth." Lewis said and then Max felt one of the older's hands disappearing, "Let's see how long you can keep it."
Max didn't know what Lewis meant but then he heard a distinct buzzing sound and his heart skipped a beat.
"Still not a fan of this but maybe it'll help." Lewis murmured and slipped a finger inside Max again, "Damn, you're still so wet...'m not gonna need any lube for this then..." Lewis mumbled to who Max wasn't sure but the words nevertheless made heat pool in his belly.
Waiting for Lewis's next moves Max just busied himself with lazily tracing every inch of Lewis's cock with his tongue while keeping a steady hold around the base to relieve the alpha somehow of the uncomfortable swelling there.
Just when he was about to take Lewis's cock into his mouth again he felt a cold touch at his hole, too cold to be one of Lewis's fingers or his tongue and then Max knew he was done for.
Lewis was careful, pushing the dildo against Max's rim until the head slipped inside and Max had to bite back a whine at the bigger intrusion.
"Jesus, look how well you're taking it." Lewis praised pushing the toy further inside Max who was biting his lip to a painful extent, "Everything okay?"
"Not if you stop now." Max replied, close to snapping, daring Lewis to do exactly that just to mess with him.
The Brit chuckled, "I was just wondering because you stopped sucking." he said and wiggled his hips a bit.
"Ass." Max only threw strained behind himself but still moved to suck on Lewis's cock again because he definitely wasn't thick-headed enough at the moment to start a discussion.
"That's good." Lewis hummed and Max felt him moving the toy in and out, the rubber gliding along his inner walls which should at least relieve him a bit from this built-up tension but this was not what Max ultimately wanted and his body knew that, too.
He kept sucking, moving his head up and down take as much of Lewis's cock as he could, stroking the part of his shaft he couldn't manage with his hand. Unconsciously, he had started to match the rhythm of the dildo moving inside him but soon his work was interrupted.
He had actually already completely forgotten about that one function of the dildo so he was a bit surprised when it suddenly started to buzz inside him, sudden shock rippling through his whole body and even making him release Lewis's cock.
"Oh fuck." he moaned strained, not knowing if he should move away to manage this sudden wave of pleasure better or move against it to drown in it.
Undeterred, Lewis kept pusing the toy in and out of him, leaving Max to deal with this onslaught on his own. His body was tingling all over with every slide and he felt a familiar hot tight sensation in his core ready to snap. His cock, sandwiched between Lewis's and his fronts just fueled the steady approach to his salvation and he could only lean his sweaty forehead against Lewis's thigh and take everything.
"Fuck, please Lewis... please..." he whined, hips rocking to meet Lewis's moves as he relished in the musky bergamot scent this close to Lewis's cock.
"Damn, you're leaking so much... you really want it, don't you?" Lewis mused and felt one of the Brit's warm palms carressing the side of his ass lovingly.
"Fuck, yes. Want you to fuck me." he begged grabbing at Lewis's thighs, eyes closed while he shamelessly voiced his desires.
He was quite sure he wouldn't last much longer with that buzzing toy stimulating his most sensitive parts while his cock was exposed to the most heavenly friction, getting rubbed between Lewis's and his front with every back and forth move.
He was preparing for this climax, waiting for it to knock the breath out of him and leave him boneless for seconds so it was even more disappointing when Lewis just pulled the dildo out.
"What the fuck, Lewis?" he sat up, fed up about being denied his sweet sweet end, and turned his head to glare at Lewis.
The Brit just grinned back at him, lips glistening with something which was highly likely not just his own spit, and threw the sex toy to the side.
"You want this to end before it even started?" Lewis asked and licked his lips.
Max's face felt as if it was on fire when he averted his eyes, "No... still was an asshole move tho." he mumbled.
"Don't be upset, baby." Lewis replied as if talking to a child, "Turn around for me?"
Max frowned instantly, "If you call me baby again you can work with your hand for the next three days." he huffed but turned around nevertheless.
"Ouch. Not one for endearments?" Lewis asked while settling his hands on Max's hips, seeming intrigued and amused at the same time.
"That's not an endearment. It's an insult. I'm not a baby." Max replied snippily, "You gotta be more creative."
"How about 'darling'?"
Max stayed unimpressed but shrugged, "If that's you being more creative I'll take it. Everything's better than 'baby'." he said and leaned down to meet Lewis's lips in a chaste kiss.
It still felt like they were kissing for the first time, the touch of Lewis's lips triggering this tingling feeling in his body again which Max had never felt before and he wnated to experience it over and over again.
He descended further, their fronts pressed against each other again and Max felt like he couldn't get enough of Lewis. It wouldn't matter how much the older would touch him, kiss him, talk to him. He knew he would always want more.
The tension of his denied climax and the anticipation and desire for them to continue was transforming into an unbearable heat, burning underneath his skin and Max didn't want to hold back anymore.
The open mouthed kiss seemed to distract Lewis well enough so Max took that opportunity and reached behind himself, grabbing the alpha's still hard cock. It felt like it was pulsing in his grip but not a second later there was suddenly a hand taking a hold of his wrist stopping his movements. It took him another second to realize Lewis had broken the kiss.
"Go slow, okay?" Lewis asked and Max's mind cleared a bit, the fog surrounding it caused by the headiness of Lewis's scent and his whole presence in general lightening a bit.
"You know... you're talking to the wrong person about going slow, right?" Max smirked but Lewis didn't join him.
"I'm serious, Max. Please."
Suddenly Lewis was looking unsure again and Max couldn't leave it like that.
"Hey," he cupped Lewis's face with his other hand, "I trust you, okay? And that's not something I do easily. Trusting people, I mean."
Lewis sent him a small smile, "I get that. More than you think. I'm just...I don't want to hurt you."
"Lewis, this here feels right to me. And I don't want to think about what can or will happen. I want to enjoy present moments like these with you."
Silence followed but Max wasn't waiting for a verbal reply. Lewis's relieved expression, the bit of confidence shimmering in his eyes were enough for Max. The grip on his wrist also loosened.
Max leaned a bit back, supporting himself on Lewis's chest while his other hand was guiding Lewis's cock towards his entrance. Lewis probably could still scent his nervousness but Max couldn't really do anything about it at the moment.
He held his breath when he felt the head brushing against his slick covered hole and with a concentrating frown he started lowering himself down. He wasn't brave enough to look Lewis in the eye, gaze focused on the Brit's tatooed chest but when the first inch slippe inside he was growing kind of relaxed. Lewis's hands still seemed a bit tight on his hips but Max wasn't bothered by it as he continued.
The further he slid down the hotter he felt inside but it was good. It felt really good and without second thoughts he managed to take more of Lewis's cock.
"Jesus, you're tight." Lewis groaned and let his head tip back.
With a little smile Max finally looked up, "And you're big." he murmured and leaned down, "So fucking big. Love it." he whispered against Lewis's lips, enjoying how the older's cock was stretching him.
He was gradually getting used to every inch but found himself not wanting to hurry the slightest. He wanted to take his time, absorbing every second and every sensation of Lewis around him and inside him. This was their first time afterall.
"Shit...you feel incredible..." Lewis squeezed his hips and Max couldn't help himself and pecked the Brit's lips quickly.
Lewis's eyes fluttered open for a bit after that and that's when Max decided to just take the last few inches and dropped down, making the alpha take in a sharp breath.
"Fuck yes!" he moaned, his whole being thrown into an ecstatic state as he felt Lewis's cock reaching all the way to his core and Max stayed still for a few seconds to make it stay like this. To absorb and enjoy this intimate and pleasurable sensation to the fullest.
"Fuck, you feel so good, Lewis." he whimpered and pressed his lips on Lewis's again to pull him into an open-mouthed kiss.
"Yeah?" Lewis asked between kisses, "You like it?"
Max only hummed into the kiss and then he couldn't stay still anymore, Lewis's pulsing cock inside him practically begging him for some action. Slowly he lifted his hips, registering the addictive feeling of the hard warm shaft sliding along his walls and painfully slow over his prostate before he dropped down again, eliciting another muffled groan of Lewis.
Keeping this slow pace up for a bit Max got used to the feeling of Lewis's cock gliding in and out and it was really not comparable to his dildo. It wasn't just the size, which Max had to admit got him sweating at first a bit, because it really felt like Lewis was reaching up to his stomach, but also this intimacy to experience this tenderness and euphoria with someone else and just making each other feel good. Max loved this.
Lewis's hands on his hips guided him lightly up and down, matching his pace.
"Oh fuck, L- Lewis..." he whined, grabbing at Lewis's shoulders for better leverage.
Lewis only growled back at being held down stronger but he let Max do as he pleased. The omega hoped this was as heavenly for the older as it was for him. His dildo would be useless to him after this.
He felt the muscles of his thighs starting to burn because of the exertion but his want to bring completion to both of them was enough fuel for him to continue and ignore his tiring muscles. Nevertheless, he must've maybe gotten a bit slower because he soon noticed Lewis's hips twitching up every now and then to meet his movements.
"Fuck yes, yes. Please, Lewis. Want your big knot...please." he begged and wasn't even ashamed he was sounding like a bitch in heat.
"Yeah? How much?" Lewis asked breathless now continuously rocking up into Max, making his hard cock stroke over the omega's prostate even stronger and it was making Max twitch all over, every single little hair of his body standing on edge as he tried to keep his eyes on Lewis's.
"So- fuck, so fucking much. Want it so bad." he groaned between clenched teeth, his fingers pressing into Lewis's warm dark skin, feeling how Lewis's hard cock was making a room for itself inside him with every slide and it was driving Max crazy.
"You're so- so god damn dirty." Lewis growled and Max felt the older's grip on his hips tightening. He was hoping there'd be bruises he could admire later.
Bouncing up and down, Max has set quite the pace but he knew he wouldn't stay satisfied for long like this. Lewis felt incredibly hot, his skin as well as his cock and to Max it seemed like the alpha's scent was just getting stronger, like an aphrodisiac making him mindless and heady, leaving the only thing in his mind the will to fuck.
His slick on both of their skins was making the slapping sound when their hips met only more obscene but Max was so immeresed in Lewis that he didn't really care.
"God, Max. You're so tight... feels so fucking good." Lewis groaned and snapped his hips up, making Max gasp at the enducing shock the movement sent through his body.
He was a bit struggling to keep himself upright on top of Lewis as the alpha grew bolder and wilder with his movements. Soon Max was getting jolted up and down, every muscle in his body spasming every time Lewis's cock bumped over his prostate and when he placed a reluctant hand on his stomach he swore he could feel the sligth outlines of the alpha's dick against his abdominal wall. The sensation sparked a huge wildfire inside him and he knew he was steps away from his release.
"O-oh god, oh fuck, fuck." he moaned brokenly, his voice shaking under Lewis's powerful thrusts.
Tears were starting to prick at the corner of his eyes at the overwhelming relentless stimulation as he did his best to keep up with Lewis, rolling his hips, lifting himself up and down despite his muscle's protest.
Lewis was gazing up at him heatedly, his expression concentrating but also dazed, looking at Max in awe as if he was something unreal. Something he didn't deserve or couldn't believe was there. Something divine.
"So good, Max. You're so good to me..." he mumbled enamored and Max leaned down as if Lewis's gaze was calling for him and closed every remaining space between them.
Heatedly their lips were moving against each other, the kiss messy and wet and Max moaned at the feeling of Lewis's tongue sliding along his. Even though he was totally infatuated by the kiss Max still noticed that he wasn't really moving towards his goal anymore. His movements had slowed down due to his burning muscles and the way Lewis left him breathless. He was still human afterall.
"C'mon Lewis..." he breathed against the older's lips, "Fuck me...fuck me, alpha."
He started thinking about maybe just rolling over and let Lewis on top of him but suddenly there were warm muscular arms wrapping around his middle, snaking across his back and holding him down against the warm body beneath him. Before he could ask what Lewis was planning the alpha suddenly starts moving as if he had gotten a new shot of adrenaline, literally ramming his big cock up inside Max.
Max's mouth fell open, eyes wide and he swore that thrust had just catapulted him into another universe. He even forgot for a split-second where he actually was but his frozen state was broken quickly when Lewis just continued, pulling out and thrusting up again. Within a few more moves Lewis had built up an incredible pace and Max could only lie on top of him and take it. Take this drilling because that's what Lewis doing. Drilling into him with such a power Max hadn't even known Lewis possessed.
"Oh fuck, yes, yes, yes! O-oh go- , Lewis." he moaned, his back arched as he blankly stared ahead in bliss, his whole body contorting due to the pleasure every time Lewis rubbed over his special spot on the way in and out and yes, Max's inner omega was probably doing saumersaults of joy at the fact that Lewis's cock was surely bumping against his cervix every time.
Lewis only growled against his neck, his arms tightening around his body while Max trie to support himself somehow but just ended up embracing Lewis's head, needing something to hold onto for dear life. The hot warm puffs of air against the sensitive skin of his neck were barely something he could focus on as he felt himself rapidly approaching his climax, his own dick caged between their fronts again and then it was just like he was kicked off the cliff.
Holding his breath and clawing his fingers into Lewis, regardless of where he was holding the Brit, a violent shudder whipped his body into malfunctioning, his muscles spasming and contorting as he came on both their stomachs with wet eyes. Lewis groaned when he instictively clenched around the alpha's cock and Max quickly decided this was the hardest and best orgasm he ever had.
He didn't really care about his come between them, the reason for the sticky wet feeling, and it seemed like Lewis didn't either because the alpha just didn't stop. He was pounding up into Max as if his life depended on it and Max was in for it all the way even though this overstimulation was turning him into a boneless heap, leaving him numb and light-headed.
Lewis was grunting against his neck and Max was internally begging for the alpha to just bite him. He couldn't describe how much he wanted the alpha to sink his fangs into his skin even though he knew it would be fruitless. Nevertheless, he was craving for it like a parched man was for water in the dessert.
Closing his eyes while getting jolted up and down Max was trying to do his best to meet Lewis's moves but it was clear the alpha had the upper hand. The beginnings of Lewis's knot were unmistakeable to Max now, the swelled base tugging at his rim every time it went in and out and Max tightened around the hard shaft.
"Max..." there was a whisper and Max would've almost missed it.
Then he felt Lewis nosing along his neck, along his collar protecting his skin and suddenly Lewis's thrust started to become irregular, the perfectly fast rhythm broken as the older hurriedly snapped his hips up a few times, holding Max tightly against him before staying completely still. During this split second he was able to feel the drying sweat all over his body and everywhere Lewis and him were touching and then the only thing he was aware of was Lewis coming inside him, knot stretching him nice and wide so nothing could escape.
He breathed a bit shakily, not realizing he had been holding it in as he was just enjoying the feeling of Lewis spurting his seed into him, a sinfully hot sensation which relaxed Max immensly. He felt completely satisified and judging by the alpha's lively bergamot scent Lewis was, too.
He hummed when Lewis's hips twitched every now and then. It actually felt like it would be going on forever and Max could even feel some of the come drip out while his body and mind were slowly entering a down phase now that the adrenaline and pheromones were leaving him. He would've probably nodded away if it wouldn't have been for a sharp prickly sensation at his neck and with a gasp he realized Lewis was biting him.
"O- oh."
The sound escaped his parted lips surprised and he fell into a kind of physical low, all his muscles relaxing and limbs unmoving. It was like his body was submitting to the alpha and Max's mind was accepting it.
Even though a few of Lewis's locks were tickling him Max didn't care about it and just closed his eyes, enjoying lying on top of Lewis who was holding onto him like a lifebuoy in the middle of the ocean. When Lewis let go of him Max had to swallow down a whine. There was no prickling aftermath of Lewis's bite, only the phantom feeling of it but Max knew there would be no trace of it after some time. Afterall the collar was still stubbornly in place, doing its job in protecting his skin.
"Phew..." Lewis sighed and let his head fall back so that he was face to face with Max, "I think," he licked his lips, light sweat making his face lightly shine, "I think I'm dead."
A smile broke out on Max's face and he chuckled quietly, "Already? I hope in a good way at least."
Lewis grinned, "Very." then the older moved his head to look at the nightstand and sighed annoyed, "Shit, I forgot to get something to drink."
"Are you thirsty? I can get up if you want-" he was already in the middle of sitting up when Lewis suddenly moved in a flash.
"Don't move." he ordered sternly, grabbing Max's hips tightly and forcing him to sit down again, making him gasp when the movement causes Lewis's cock to move inside him. Right, they were still locked together. There'd be no seperating for some time.
"Fuck, I forgot. Sorry." he gulped and slowly lied down on top of Lewis again who also relaxed his hold on the omega when it was clear Max wouldn't try that stunt again.
"It's okay. Just- it'll hurt you more than me and I don't want that." Lewis said softly and carded one hand throug Max's hair, removing some damp rebel strands from the younger's face, "I bet you're thirsty. That's why I would've wanted to prepare something. You were moving a lot afterall." Lewis's hands are warm on his body while Max found himself captivated by Lewis's dark eyes, the older's voice dropping an octave.
"So were you." he replied a little scratchy from the excessive use, "I don't know about you but I'm really, really fucking full." he murmured and tilted his head a bit closer towards Lewis while clenching around that thick cock inside him.
"Hmm can't believe you took all of me."
He watched Lewis's pupils delating, his jaw tensing, smelled his scent sharpening and beckoning him closer and felt the older's gip on his hips tightening.
"You realize I can throw my dildo in the fucking bin now thanks to your big dick, right?"
Lewis's lips stretched into a satisfied smirk, eyes sparkling with mirth, "Looks like I reached my actual objective."
"Looks like you first gotta perform a second round to get even close to being on par with that 'stupid rubber thing'."
"That can be arranged."
It was probably well into the night when Lewis startled awake, ripped out of his deep sleep by the enormous tension at his lower part in the form of the massive hard-on he was sporting. On top of that, he was feeling like someone had dumped a bucket load of boiling hot water over him.
Opening his eyes and straightening up from where he had been sleeping on his stomach he blinked, looking around the dark room which was only mildly illuminated by the lamp on his nightstand. The blanket was barely covering him indicating he had been probably moving around much in his sleep but what had his whole attention was the sweet scent covering everything around him.
Honey...
It was floral and warm but still fruity and spicy and it had the distinctive sweetness typical for an omega.
Omega.
Suddenly Lewis was wide awake and sat up completely, uncaring about the blanket slipping off leaving him fully naked as his eyes flittled over the whole bed, scanning every inch.
Where? Where is omega?
Worried he looked everywhere, ignoring the growing hotness inside him as his brain was going into haywire at finding no origin of this beautiful scent. Where was the omega it belonged to? He had to know. He had to have that omega.
Blood was rushing in high gear through his whole body and he felt his breath quickening the longer he spent searching. After turning over every pillow and looking thrice around the room dread was making itself known inside Lewis, his stomach turning as he was slowly forced to accept the fact that he was alone. But why wasn't the omega here? He needed the omega. He needed Max so, why wasn't he here?
He tried to control his breathing, closing his eyes but it didn't feel like his body was about to calm down anytime soon. It actually felt like this was only the beginning, like a volcano that was about to errupt and Lewis didn't need to be 100% mentally there to know what this horribly uncomfortable process was his body was going through. Just this unbearable craving for someone... no, for Max to be here with him and the need to mate were making it obvious enough that he was in rut.
He had thought the he maybe had time until the morning hours but something must've sped everything up.
The sound of the door clicking open cut through the storm of thoughts in Lewis's head and his head snapped up to lock gazes with a wide-eyed Max.
Max...
One look at Max who was standing before him in his boxers with two water bottles in his hands revived Lewis's most recent memories, among them Max forcing him to accept his help and them having sex. Three times.
He must've been insatiable but looked like Max had been able to handle it, seeing as the omega was able to stand on his own legs.
"Max."
"Hey." the younger said hesitantly, waving awkwardly at him before he moved backwards and Lewis instinctively shuffled closer on the bed, fear of the omega disappearing driving his actions but he stilled when the Dutch held up his hands, "It's okay, it's okay." he said and took a step back to give the door a litte nudge so it would close, "I just want to close the door."
It didn't greatly relax Lewis as he kept his eyes glued on Max who was now moving towards him. He was ready to move if the omega would bolt.
"You didn't drink anything yet." Max said and held a bottle out towards Lewis but drinking was the last thing on the alpha's mind when the younger climbed on the bed.
Without wasting a second he had Max on his back and was hovering over him. The younger didn't put up much of a fight, only a surprised 'woah' escaped him when he landed on his back and then they were just looking into each other's eyes again. For a second Max glanced down at Lewis's crotch, eyeing the alpha's uncomfortable situation down there.
Undeterred Lewis leaned down but was quickly stopped by a hand placed on his chest, keeping him away from closing the distance between them. Lewis didn't like that. He growled.
The sound was cut short though when Max shoved him away a bit, "Don't you fucking growl at me. I'm just being nice, idiot." the omega snapped and Lewis was afraid he had upset the younger but Max's honey scent stayed as sweet as ever.
In this state he had to rely a lot on his senses and for nothing in the world did he want to upset Max.
"Look, I'm also taking a sip." Max unscrewed the cap and in fact took a sip of the beverage but before he could swallow it Lewis had leaned down again and this time successfully connected their lips.
The relief he felt at the contact was little but he'd take what he could get. Max moaned surprised and Lewis used this chance to deepen the kiss, his tongue snaking into the wet cavern of Max's mouth. The water made everything messier, some of it trickling down Max's chin, some of it getting into Lewis's mouth and that's when the alpha really got thirsty. Just not for the water.
Max smelled ungodly good and Lewis just pressed forward, licking into Max's mouth desperately, their teeth making contact with every kiss while Lewis's hands were already trailing down the omega's body to get rid of the stupid boxers.
"Le- Lewis, wait!" Max managed to get out between kisses Lewis forced on him but the alpha nevertheless stopped, "The water." Max, face red and lips swollen while he tried to catch his breath held the still open bottle up for Lewis to see, "Don't make me spill it. Now drink something." the omega ordered and thrusted the bottle into Lewis's face.
Lewis just looked at the bottle and when he knew there was no way around it he took it and fulfilled Max's wish. After he was done he handed it back to Max who closed it back up and let it fall on the ground.
"See? Wasn't that difficult, was it?" Max asked as if a coherent conversation was possible with Lewis right now.
Lewis only grunted and moved to the omega's neck, needing to get more of the younger's heady sweet scent into his system. Blindly nosing along that sensitive part of Max's neck a sudden frown appeared on Lewis's face and when he opened his eyes they zeroed in on the black collar snug around Max's neck.
That didn't belong there.
He had to take it off. He had to bite Max.
"No, Lewis. This stays on." Max berated him like a little child, holding both his hands who were nearing the collar to take it off, "We talked about it. You said it was important."
I did? But why? I have to bite Max. Max has to be my mate.
"Let go, Lewis." Max said and at seeing the scowl on the younger's face Lewis did as requested by him, "Good alpha."
This time it was Lewis's turn to scowl. He wasn't that far gone to not notice when someone was making fun of him and Max's smile was definitely of the spiting kind. He didn't get more time to brood over it though because suddenly he was the one lying on his back and Max was the one on top.
"I thought rut was making alphas horny and feral, not slow." Max chuckled, seeming delighted he had caught Lewis off guard to overpower him and something in Lewis shifted.
That's not how this is supposed to go, Lewis thought and his inner alpha agreed.
Whether Max was actually making fun of him or not, Lewis had the unignorable desire to show the omega who was in charge here. Lewis didn't feel offended but rather...challenged. As if Max was challenging him, giving him an opportunity to prove himself.
With gritted teeth he wrapped his arms around Max waist and rolled them over so he was looking down at the younger again but that position didn't even last two seconds. Max was quick to push him back again, using the momentum of Lewis's move and ended up sitting on his lap and Lewis was growing ambitious to make this omega submit to him. He's even more motivated when he could smell the arousal rolling off of Max, his scent mouthwatering sweet and translating in Lewis's brain to 'please hold me, bite me, fuck me'.
"We can do this all night if you can't get it together." Max smiled down at him and Lewis couldn't help the little rumble escaping him.
His cock was rock hard, standing to full attention against the curve of Max's ass which was unfortunately still covered by the younger's boxers and Lewis was growing restless when he saw stains of slick which was also making the omega's thighs glistening. He'd kill to lick the slick off of them.
"Cocky." Lewis growled and then just rolled to the side, taking a surprised Max with him and this time Lewis made sure he was faster.
While Max was in the middle of sitting up, getting on all fours, Lewis was already on the omega. Placing one hand on the omega's back he pushed the younger down flat on the bed and leaned in to bury his face in Max's neck again. Unfortunately, the Dutch didn't seem to agree with this constellation and tried to straighten up again to push Lewis off but the alpha reacted quickly.
"Stay down." Teeth bared, chest vibrating with a rumble he grabbed the back of Max's neck tightly and pushed the omega down again and with the other hand he got a hold of the younger's boxers. In one smooth motion he ripped the garment off of Max's body and threw it to the side.
"You wish." Max snapped muffled, still trying to wriggle out of his grasp but it was to no avail because even though the omega was larger than the majoyrity of people who share his secondary gender Lewis still had the physical advantage of being an alpha. He couldn't deny though that he liked Max trying to put up a fight, seeming desperate to be on eye level with Lewis.
Hearing the omega whine due to the effort he was putting into getting free sent an awakening thrill down Lewis's spine, like a fuse that was lighted. He let his eyes wander along the enchanting curve of Max's spine, his broad shoulder and down to that beautiful ass. Lewis licked his lips, feeling his cock throbbing with newfound arousal, surging through his body.
Mate. Mate. Mate.
He didn't know on which part of Max's body to focus on, every move and every twitch getting caught by his eyes but when Max started to try jerking out of his hold Lewis knew he had to act. Max wanted him to act.
Surging forward in this hormone induced feral state, tight hold on Max, he had little difficulties in nearing Max's neck. Victorious excitement rippled through his body when his teeth clamped down and Max went still. Finally the omega was completely quiet but unfortunately the bite didn't have the desired effect due to the collar. Before he knew it, Max's back was pressed up against his front in an attempt to throw him off again and it spiked Lewis's hunting instinct, making him bite down even harder.
"Oh fuck..." Max breathed but it still didn't reduce the omega's will to free himself actively, his moves making Lewis's cock rubbing against his ass.
Lewis was starting to get annoyed by the collar but Max wanted it to stay so it would stay. Even though there was an uncomfortable ache in his chest at the fact he couldn't mate with Max properly he resisted the urge to rip it off.
"If you're not- shit, if you're not going to do anything you can just as well get the fuck off." Max huffed and jerked up against Lewis and now the alpha had enough.
He let go of Max's neck, resuming to keep the omega in place with a hand on the back of his neck and with the other hand he got a hold of the younger's hip. With his thumb he pulled one ass cheek to the side, revealing Max's pink glistening hole still looking generously loose from their earlier action. When Max tried to shrug him off another time the movement caused his ass to press against Lewis's pelvis, making the alpha's cock slide right over that quivering enticing entrance.
The sensation made Lewis groan, making his body temperature rise to new heights and now his erection was getting to painful to ignore. He didn't even need to hold his cock steady to guide it when he pushed against Max's entrance and then he was inside.
Max's reaction was immediate, freezing with his hips up while his struggles were dying down and Lewis took that as his go to press onwards. Slowly he sunk into the omega, inch by inch, the slide eased up by the sweet smelling slick, until Lewis's crotch was pressed against Max's ass. Not even a paper would fit in between them.
Lewis's muscles relaxed instantly at the tight heat of the omega enclosing him this well, welcoming him warm and tightly.
"Fuck, Lewis..." Max sighed beneath him when he was fully inside the younger and his jaw tensed when Max clenched around him.
It was just the relief Lewis needed as he found himself much more at ease at being this intimately connected to Max, at being this close to him. It was heavenly and Lewis wanted to keep this feeling of completion for the rest of his life.
Agonizingly slow he pulled out, the friction Max's slick hot walls caused as his cock slid along them was good but way not enough. It was only teasing him to get more and Lewis wasn't comprehensible enough to tame that need to satisfy his desire so he didn't remain for long in this -to him- glacial pace.
"Oh fu- uhck." Max moaned, the force of Lewis's thrusts rocking him forward everytime the alpha's hips met his ass and Lewis was quick to pick up the pace.
With every slide into the omega Max untensed more and more, no trace of the earlier resistance or cockiness visible as he slowly melted against the matress until he was completely at Lewis's mercy, lying flatly beneath the alpha. Hands clawed into pillows and random fabrics Max held onto them the best he could while Lewis's eyes were glued onto his back, licking his lips at the light shine that is bestowed upon the younger's skin by his sweat.
It didn't take long until he had built up a rasant pace, rapidly pistoning into Max but it just wasn't enough. It maybe scratched that huge bestial itch a tiny bit but Lewis was far away from satisfied. He was far away from stopping and from letting go of Max and every tiny whine, every tiny breath the omega did only strengthened that want.
"Max... feels so good..." he whispered and leaned down to nose along the omega's neck, switching to sensually rocking into the younger.
Max only whined in reply, raising his hips a bit at the change of pace and Lewis kept grinding his cock into Max as he felt his knot starting to form. Breathing down on that enticing looking skin, Lewis licked along Max's shoulder and up his neck, taking his time when he dragged his tongue over the part where the two body parts met. A shudder went through Max who had started moving his hips back against Lewis and for a bit Lewis felt this heady fog lightening around his mind.
"Knot. Want your knot, Lewis." Max mumbled mindlessly and Lewis's chest swelled with pride, putting more force into his moves again.
"Soon. I'll give you everything." he said breathlessly, knowing he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer but if there's one thing he wanted to make sure of is that Max would come first.
The feeling of temperature was completely lost to him, the drying sweat on his skin making him feel cool while every little contact with Max set his whole body on fire.
Even though Lewis couldn't remember how the last times he had spent a rut with someone had went he'd be able to say that this was different. This with Max was a foreign experience and Lewis wasn't sure why. Maybe because they knew each other differently than he had his previous partners? As if this connection was something completely else. Lewis was cautious in believing that but they were definitely not just colleagues anymore. Not with how every little touch of Max ensued in making Lewis feel like a fuse was going off in his head and body.
Mate...
Nibbling on Max's skin, placing his lips on the younger's shoulder he pulled his hips back and pushed in again, feeling the swollen base of his cock catching at Max's skin. There's a tension in his abdomen, getting more noticable with every move and it spread through his whole body, forcing him to move faster instinctively.
"So perfect, Max...good omega." he breathed between thrusts, the way Max was deliciously tightening around him like fuel to his primitive need to mate, "I'll fill you up so good. Make you pregnant." he panted against Max's ear, snapping hid hips feverently against the younger's ass who only moaned in response.
The vision of Max in front of him with a round stomach, swollen and pregnant with his babies took Lewis's breath away, his cock twitching with excitement inside Max and the need to make this burning image in his hand a reality was almost unbearable. As if just imagining that was frying his whole body.
The fact that Max also didn't seem aversed to that idea only turned Lewis on more and when his muscles were burning with the extensive use, when pearls of sweat were rolling down his face, down his back and this haze had fully claimed him it was then that Max went fully rigid, his knuckles white with how strong he was gripping the covers beneath him. The omega came quiety but it seemed to affect him all the more, making him tremble while it seemed like his scent was curling around Lewis happily.
Lewis groaned, his expression tense with a frown on his face when he felt Max tightening incredibly strong around him, making it a bit difficult for the alpha to keep up this fast hammering pace. On the other hand it was the most bittersweet embrace, highly pleasant for his relief-seeking mentality but not enough to push him over the edge and it made him even more desperate.
"L- Lewis, give me- fu- fuck, want your knot, your come."
The words were muffled but were sounding clear as crystal in Lewis's head. He had to satisfy his omega. He had to make his omega happy.
The desperation was translating into his thrusts becoming more irregular and more fervent and then his knot expanded fully, locking him in place inside Max and leaving him to jerk his hips forward as the force of his orgasm rolled over his body, giving his mind some clearance.
It felt heavenly coming inside Max, the omega able to take his whole cock which Lewis had rarely experienced but at the moment there's only Max existing in his head. Lewis had a feeling that wouldn't be temporarily. He felt it deeply, how in tune he was with Max, with that beautiful, witty and strong omega who was helping him like this, caring for him like this when he was in such a vulnerlable state.
My omega. My mate. Max is mine.
Max's inside's were relaxing around his cock but Lewis's swollen knot was making sure his come would stay inside the younger. The only thing Lewis could hear was his own breathing and Max's who was completely lax beneath him.
"Fuck, that was good." Max sighed and then stretched like a cat, hollowing his back and pressing his ass further against Lewis's pelvis and hummed contendly.
"Max..." Lewis warned lowly at the younger's provocations.
He wanted to give Max at least a bit of time to catch his breath before continuing but if Max would contiue to act like a tease that would be problematic. The omega definitely knew what he was doing.
"What? You don't feel good, Lewis?" Max asked lazily and rocked his hips slowly back and forth and with little frustration Lewis noticed his knot was deflating again.
Well, that didn't even last 15 minutes.
"I didn't make you feel good? You don't like my ass?"
Lewis gritted his teeth as he leaned down next to Max's ear, "Stop talking bullshit like that. You know the answer." he said lowly and squeezed Max's hip while his other hand was still supporting him above the omega.
"It's mmm- fuck, it's not stopping you from complimenting me." Max replied while Lewis straightened back up so he had a full view of Max lying on his stomach in front of him.
His eyes were glued to where they were intimately connected, only able to watch how his hardening cock was sliding in and out of Max, the shaft shiny from Max's slick. Much too slow Max was fucking himself on Lewis's dick and the alpha felt this small bit of regained control slipping from his hands just as fast as he had gained it. This display in front of him was absolute obscene, so dirty, and it renewed the violent heat inside him, making his blood boil.
Amazed and enticed by Max still capable on partly getting on all fours only to use Lewis like one of his fuck toys Lewis grabbed the younger's hips with both hands and pushed forward, making his cock slide all the way in before pulling back out.
Max sighed, "C'mon. If you're really in rut then fucking give it to me like you mean it."
That seemed to have pushed the right button because in the next second he rammed his cock into Max hard, making the omega keen at the suddeness and force.
"Fuck yes! Just like that..."
"God, you're so freaking desperate." Lewis growled and snapped his hips forward again, his hands tight on Max's body to hold him up.
Until now he had figured out the perfect angle to directly target Max's prostate and concerning the whines and moans Lewis was doing pretty good in that. It felt so satisfying to know he was able to bring these special feelings, this euphoria to Max.
Again he found himself in this haze, as if a fire had swallowed him right away again and he was...thriving in it. He was going along with it. He was accepting it.
For the first time in his life he saw his rut from a completely different perspective. He saw it as something which enabled him and Max to be this intimate with each other. It showed him how much they were subconsciously trusting each other and wasn't this one of the most important bases for a relationship?
Lewis wasn't a specialist in that department, as the idea of binding himself to someone hadn't seemed ever really enticing but he knew that spending his rut with Max was doing something to him. Right now even the thought of letting go of Max even for a second was out of the question. At the moment he wouldn't let go of Max for anything in the world.
His heart ached at the wave of affection for that person in front of him, suddenly rushing through that firestorm inside him.
"You're mine." he whispered and leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Max's middle to hold him up and pressed his front against the younger's back, "You are mine," he said between heavy breathing, "and I'm yours. 'm not gonna let you go." he growled, desperation evident in his voice and erratic movements, unable to stop fucking into Max.
The omega only whined but then there was a hand grabbing one of his wrists tightly and Lewis's heart lurched at the gesture, simple but felt tenfold. Max was agreeing with him and Lewis felt ecstatic.
With renewed motivation he didn't even need because he was already brimming with it he made sure to pour this raging animalistic passion, this overwhleming desire and lust into every thrust.
His skin felt sticky where they joined, a mixture of his come and Max's slick responsible for the wet slapping sounds every time he pulled out before skiding back inside. Max's insides were contracting, squeezing his throbbing cock generously as if Max was begging him for another load, far from satisfied.
Everything in Max screamed for him, his scent enticing him to bury his nose in the omega's neck, his flushed beautiful skin begging for bites, his voice spurring him on to go faster and the feeling of being this desired was amazing, sending adrenaline throug his whole body and then he was coming. Twitches of pleasures were racking through his body while he was grinding his cock into Max's tight heat which was getting even hotter due to his come covering the omega's insides. It felt good and so very right, Lewis's brain telling him that this was how it's supposed to be.
Max's rim was snug around his knot while the omega hadn't made a single sound beneath him but he didn't seem unhappy in the slightest. His hand was still grabbing Lewis's wrist while the alpha was holding his hips up, mindful of their delicate state while his hold loosened a bit.
His chest was rising and falling against Max's back with every breath he took and then Max was moving, truning his head to adress Lewis.
"Can we turn a bit?"
His voice sounded even raspier but his request got through to Lewis's rut addled brain and he hummed in agreement. He kept one arm around Max's middle while holding himself up with the other hand on the bed. Gently, he moved, helping Max turn on his side while paying attention at not let the distance between get too big, mindful of his knot still locked tightly in Max.
He molded himself to Max's back who sighed contendly, obviously enjoying this much more comfortable position. Even Lewis could feel his muscles thanking him for this little rest but his blood was still rushing heatedly through his body, making him a bit fidgety.
He was nosing along Max's neck, bathing in that ripe sweet honey scent and then Max turned his head. The younger fully leaned against Lewis to face him better and Lewis had trouble breathing when he saw Max's face. Captivating blue grey eyes, slightly teary, a blush coloring his cheeks infuriatingly and those damn raw bitten lips, full and swollen.
How could someone be so beautiful?
Lewis didn't know but it was greatly bothering him he hadn't had taken the initiative when he had someone like Max for such a long time right in front of his nose. On the other hand he was incredibly grateful Max had been this courageous and determined. He had Max's charmful thick-headedness to thank for that he guessed.
One of Max's hands was still gripping the wrist of his arm which was slung around they younger's middle, his hand covering the omega's stomach. It felt so good to be this close to Max and the sensation of their lips meeting made it even better, goading Lewis to move his hips again as if he hadn't just come 10 minutes ago.
His knot was already going down anyway so he had little trouble moving while keeping his lips on Max's. Surprisingly they were moving lazily, not in a hurry fo anything. But why should Lewis be in a hurry when everything he wanted right now was in his arms?
Max's lips felt hot, a divine touch Lewis didn't want to share with anyone else. Actually he didn't want to share anything related to Max, including the Dutch himself, with anyone else. It felt like Max was connected to him now and Lewis was unfamiliar with this. This possessiveness and desire to have someone at his side. Someone he could share all this with.
"Lewis..."
His name sighed in that beautiful voice was like a carress, calming his mind. He wanted to hear it over and over again.
He nipped at Max's lip while keeping his hips moving at a leisure pace, the slow friction of Max's insides rubbing his cock satisfying him for the moment being. For now he just wanted to take his time and enjoy having Max like this, raw and unrestrained.
They were kissing messily, wet and passionate as Max was claiming every bit of his thoughts, taking over his whole mind and Lewis couldn't do anything about it. He just let it happen and tightened his arm around the omega's middle, feeling Max interlacing their fingers over his stomach.
He went a bit faster while his cock twitched inside Max, begging for release and he felt that intoxicating haze taking control of his mind again. The sudden change made Max break the kiss gasping against Lewis's lips, his mouth hanging open.
"L- Lewis...please I- I can't." Max gasped, looking at him with those endearing teary eyes and Lewis had to bite the inside of his cheek hard to not just rip that damn collar off an claim Max then and there.
"Know you can. You're so good. Beautiful omega, perfect for me, giving me what I need." he mumbled watching Max's expression contorting in bliss, mouth agape and eyes half lidded, his lips twitching up and down. Looks like even the muscles of his face are affected by the pleasure Lewis is bringing to him and the alpha quickened his thrust to Max's painful delight.
"Fuck... I really can't an- another, Lewis."
Even though Max probably meant Lewis should have mercy on him, it only motivated the alpha make the younger come. The more Max said he couldn't the more Lewis wanted it.
"You can. I know you can. You're so thirsty for it. You want it so bad, don't you?" Lewis breathed, reading everything he said in Max's enticing scent, "Tell me, Max. I want to hear it."
He graced Max's parted lips with his as if to go in for a kiss before pulling away again and just watching the younger. Max's hand tightened around his when he tentatively reached down all the while rocking into Max. It seemed to not be enough to bring the younger to completion so Lewis did the only logical thing his brain was able to provide him with. He managed to free his hand of Max's and wrapped it around the Dutch's wet cock.
Max's back arched at the touch but no sound came out between those rosy lips. There was new sweat forming between their bodies but Lewis didn't pay it any attention and began to move his hand up and down, squeezing the slick shaft while listening to those little gasps escaping Max. He was trembling against Lewis, seeming undecided whether he should move away from Lewis's touch or with it.
"Damn, you're doing so good, baby. Don't know how much I need this. Need you." he mumbled, the endearment juat slipping out and this time he tried to seal their lips together but Max didn't seem to function properly enough for that.
He was writhing in Lewis's hold, his back bowed, making his chest stick out and if Max wouldn't be coherent enough to kiss him Lewis would busy his mouth elsewhere. Licking his lips he leaned down and closed his mouth around one of the omega's nipples.
The skin tasted salty when Lewis ran his tongue over it and he loved it. With a watering mouth he started sucking on the hardening nub, flicking it back and forth while relishing in the moans that were leaving Max. Seemed like had found another weak spot. Luckily for Max, Lewis had a little big weakness for the omega's broad chest, too.
It was wide and well muscled but not too much due to the omega's natural softness which filled up certain parts of the younger's body. There weren't many occassions Lewis had been able to take a glimpse at Max's naked chest but when it had happened, that intrusive thought of having a taste of those heavenly looking tits had popped up in his head without warning.
He had been ashamed whenever it had happened because Max was obviously so much more then just a nice body but he was only a simple alpha. Nevertheless, had he had made sure to distance himself a bit from Max every time his primitive side had scared him like that but it seemingly hadn't had the desired effect because the omega was here with him now. Helping him through his rut.
"Holy f- fuck..."
It almost sounded like a sob, desperate and so delicious to Lewis's ears he couldn't help and bit into Max's errect nipple. Simultaneously, Max reared up, pushing his chest against Lewis's mouth who had to hold the omega down in order to evenly continue to thrust into him while jerking him off. Growling he let his teeth graze the younger's skin teasingly before once again licking over his nipple.
He felt the muscles in Max's body tensing and untensing rapidly which also lead to the younger tightening like a vice around him as if his fast developing knot wasn't already making it difficult to move.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." he heard Max mumble in rhythm with his thrusts or the movement of his hand -Lewis wasn't really sure- but in the next second the younger went completely quiet.
Too intoxicated by his instincts, Lewis didn't even take a note of that and just continued fucking into Max, his release the only thing which would make breathing more bearable. There were no words to describe this urge to breed. This urge to make Max his, inside and out.
His hand which was sliding up and down Max's cock felt wet and it made it so much easier moving it faster but he didn't realize Max was already done. The omega had already come but was just too far gone to let Lewis know.
Maybe Lewis should've noticed there wasn't coming a single reaction from the younger but then it only took a few more thrusts and he was spilling his seed inside Max again. With his head leaning against Max's chest, breathing on the Dutch's wet skin he had worked on, he endured the painful pleasure of a release which would only temporarly satisfy him.
Letting go of Max's now soft cock he lifted his head to take a look at the omega and his heart skipped a beat when he saw what looked like the younger had passed out. His eyes were closed with a single thin tear streak running down the side. For a moment Lewis even wanted to check if the younger's heart was still beating.
"You're fucking crazy. Literally." Max suddenly said, eyes still closed but his lips curved up into a lazy smile, "I'm fucking out of order now."
With that the omega's head lolled to the side, leaving Lewis scanning over his body for any injuries but except for love bites he couldn't find anything.
"Wanna sleep? I wanna cuddle." Max mumbled as if Lewis wasn't locked balls deep inside him.
To Lewis that didn't sound that bad. He couldn't remember the last time when he had felt anything but frustration, anger and loneliness during his ruts but with Max here those things didn't seem to exist. And the most improtant thing. He didn't feel alone.
Throwing one of the lighter blankets over them he wrapped his arms around the younger and closed his eyes, nothing standing in his way to submerge into the depths of sleep.
"This tastes shit." Max said, eyeing the cereal bar disgusted, nose scrunched up, "No wonder. Fucking blueberry." he cursed and swallowed with a shudder.
"Hm?" Lewis hummed, having drifted off while just watching Max digging into the stuff they had gotten from the kitchen.
It had probably been an hour which they had spent sleeping even though Lewis hadn't actually been sleeping. Dozing off, only half conscious, would be more adequate while Max had been a stone next to him but Lewis couldn't have helped it. Max was in his care so he also had to watch over him. Especially when the younger was asleep. And when Max had woken up and voiced they should get something to eat he hadn't had to tell Lewis twice.
Of course he hadn't left Max alone and the younger had immediatly gotten that, allowing Lewis to carry him to the kitchen where mainly he had loaded himself up with snacks. Then they retreated back to Lewis's bedroom again, the omega probably also more comfortable in his nest.
Now Max was partly lying on his chest and obviously unhappy that the first thing he had tasted had violated his taste buds.
"You wanted that, didn't you?" he asked and sticked the granola bar in Lewis's face, "C'mon. Take it." he said and nudged Lewis's lips with the bar. The alpha hummed again and grabbed the offered snack, making it disappear in one bite. Max only watched him, "Man, you're not only fucking like a beast but eating like one, too. How can you stomach that stuff?"
"Tastes good." Lewis simply shrugged although he was quite amused by Max's pickiness.
The younger scoffed, "You're weird. That cereal bar was fucking criminal. What's so wrong about snickers?" he asked and looked at the little mountain of snacks in his lap, "My trainer's going to kick my ass after this with how many times you finsihed inside me. I'm feeling a whole pound heavier."
At the words Lewis noticed it getting a whole degree hotter beneath the blanket and having Max pressed against him increased this slowly awakening tension, slumbering inside him. He hummed pleased which sounded more like a rumble.
"You're proud about that, huh?" Max quipped and ripped a bag of crackers open, "Hopeless. Really." he shook his head but then turned his head to look at Lewis, "But hot."
Their eye contact quickly became heated and Lewis felt his whole body tingling, his blood rushing south. Looked like this little break, which was actually the longest he had ever gotten during a rut, was over. Interesting though that his body noticed when Max had needed to recharge his energy for a bit and had allowed Lewis the same luxury.
Unfortunately, the exciting moment was cut short in the form of Max ramming a cracker into his mouth.
"Don't even think about it. We're not gonna do anything until you eat at least five of these."
Scowling, Lewis ate the salty cracker and when Max handed him another one, as if he was feeding a child, he ate that, too, the obedient alpha he is. Max's attitude was certainly something unique. It was a temptation itself and Lewis loved how direct and unabashed Max was. And on the other side the younger could be timid -rarely though- and understanding when it was required. Max's character had truly bewitched Lewis.
"You're too damn mouthy. Thought I fucked that sassiness out of you but you're still opening your mouth." Lewis replied carelessly, his quiet voice complementary to the dim lit atmosphere in his bedroom, and stuffed another two crackers at once into his mouth himself this time.
For a second he feared he had gone too far because Max wasn't reacting but then the omega just shoved the snacks to the side and and got up. There was an apology already on Lewis's tongue as he also straightened up alerted but every word died in his mouth when Max just turned around to get on top of him and then moved down his body.
"I thougt you liked it wide open."
Lewis's dick had already been semi-errect but when Max licked a broad strip up the shaft his cock was rock hard in record time. The Dutch had taken the blanket they had been resting under with him so Lewis had a perfect view of Max closing his full lips around the head as if eating a banana. Lewis was fighting against the urge of just thrusting up into the younger's mouth.
He was even more so fighting it when Max just pulled off.
"Don't just stare. Eat. You don't want me to stop, right?" Max raised an eyebrow, swaying Lewis's cock back and forth with a hand around the base.
Lewis narrowed his eyes at the other but he had to accept that Max had him in his hands, clearly in the position to handle him however he wanted.
Without breaking eye-contact he reached over for the bag of crackers and resumed eating. The moment he put the first chip in his mouth his cock was engulfed again in that wonderfully wet hot cavern that was Max's mouth.
The sensation was eye fluttering but Lewis made sure to not slack off with his part of the deal and ravished another cracker. He was promptly rewarded with a suck. Somehow this felt weirdly arousing and Max looking at him during such an obscene activity made his body only burn stronger.
He watched Max licking over the head, paying close attention to the slit to lap up the pre-come which had started to emerge before taking Lewis's cock back into his mouth again, going down as much as he could. Lewis groaned, the sensation electrifying him down to his very bones as Max hollowed his cheeks, stroking his hand slowly up and down the part he couldn't manage.
This is like getting a massage, Lewis thought and ate two more crackers. If there just wouldn't be that stupid restlessness which always came back, forcing him to overpower Max and take what he needed.
"Good alpha." Max mumbled and licked up his cock again and Lewis had trouble whether the younger had meant it as praise or had said it to spite him but he wasn't bothered by it long when a hand caressed his pelvis and up his abdomen.
Max placed his hand flatly over his muscles, stroking over his skin but just as soft and loving the touch was there was something posessive about it. Something which made Lewis want to burn the feeling of it into his mind to remember it for forever.
"You taste so good, Lewis. Fucking unfair." Max breathed, his hot breath hitting Lewis's wet cock making goosbumps errupt over his skin.
Max's hand felt burning hot on his stomach and when the younger squeezed the base of his cock which was already so sensitive he couldn't else but grab it, needing something to hold onto during this sweet torture. Bag of crackers forgotten Lewis's eyes fluttered closed, as another groan escaped him when Max continued to massage his gradually swelling knot.
Without noticing he started push his hips upwards every now and then when Max moved down, the slurping sounds mixed with a bit of gagging before the omega got used to the length making it only more difficult for Lewis to hold back. But then Max pulled off and the fun was over and Lewis at first didn't know what had happened.
His eyes snapped open as Max pulled away completely from him and he was just about to go after the Dutch but what he saw made him stop.
Max wasn't leaving or running away what Lewis had anticipated but rather he had just leaned back on his hands, one leg propped up and the other strechted out naked as the day he was born. Steely blue eyes regarded him amused, Max flushed head tilted a bit as he seemed to scan Lewis.
"I told you to not stop eating." he said and then got on his knees to crawl towards Lewis until he was on top of him again and took a cracker out of the bag, "Doesn't taste good?" he asked and bit a part off and Lewis was ripped out of his trance when he felt Max tapping the other half of the chip against his lip, "It's the last one. For me?"
Max smiled playfully at him and without batting an eyelash Lewis took the cracker from Max's fingers into his mouth. It's the same salty taste as before but somehow different.
"And now?" Max asked and leaned closer until Lewis could feel his warm breath on his face, the omega's honey scent sweet with arousal and excitement, "What are you going to do, Lewis? What do you want?"
Max. Always want Max. Only Max.
I want you, Lewis thought while his brain wasn't able to get a coherent thought together so following his wish he rolled them over so he was the looking down at Max but this time the omega didn't fight. He rather seemed pleased with Lewis between his thighs, slick with new slick as he bracketed the alpha between them.
Unwanting to be any longer seperated from Max than necessary Lewis surged down and locked their lips together, immediatly dipping his tongue into Max's open mouth. Max pressed beack against him, tugging at Lewis's lips with his teeth while wrapping his arms around the older's neck.
Max arched his back, making their chests touch and Lewis couldn't get enough of it. Of this feeling that sent him into a frenzy every time Max touched him. Lewis couldn't name that feeling but he was hungering for it, desperate to experience it as much as possible.
He swallowed a moan of the younger and let his hands travel down until he reached his hips and with a jerk he hefted Max on his lap. Letting go of Max's lips he sat back on his haunches with Max's crotch now pressed against his and he took a moment to admire the younger sprawled out in front of him on the matress, trying to catch his breath.
"C'mon." Max said between intakes of air, "Put it in. 'm ready."
Max rolled his hips, making his ass rub over Lewis's cock and wetting it in the process with his slick. Lewis bit the inside of his cheek, glad that Max still seemed to be confident enough to take him without any recent preparation. Their last time was already a bit ago and right now Lewis didn't know if he'd be patient enough to prepare the younger thoroughly.
Lifting Max's hips slightly he managed to get his dick squeezed between the younger's ass cheeks and after a few tries the head of his cock finally got caught by Max's rim and he was able to slide inside.
"Shit." Max cursed, his head tipping back and revelaing that delicious neck with that annyoing black collar. It only made his adam's apple more prominent Lewis found out when he watched Max gulp, "Okay, that's much. Fuck..."
Max's chest was heaving with every breath he took and Lewis didn't spend a lot of time pushing inside him. This tension was just too much and he had to do something against it so he set a quick pace right from the beginning.
"O- oh fuck... fuck." Max moaned shakily and looked up at him unfocused and Lewis gripped his hips stronger for better leverage.
Like this he was able to pull Max against his every thrust and the omega seemed to be delighted by that. Lewis growled when he felt those thick strong thighs tightening around his middle, those wonderful muscles he'd love to have wrapped around his head.
"Fuck! Yes! Oh shi-" Max broke off, throwing his head back and clawing his hands into the blanket beneath him while his back bowed until it looked almost unhealthy and Lewis knew he must've striken the younger's sweet spot.
He shouldn't feel as smug about it as he felt but he couldn't help it. Max was feeling good because of him. He made Max feel good and that fact alone made him move with more abandon, snapping his hips faster into Max. The omage was leaking slick on his lap and everytime Lewis pulled back it seemed to get more and more and the alpha licked his lips at remembering just how sweet that special liquid had tasted.
He groaned when Max tightened around him, the limiting space effective on his sensitive knot and he was probably only a few more thrusts away from coming. He knew this wasn't the end though. He felt it underneath his skin.
"L- Lewis."
The whimper pulled his attention back up to Max's face and at seeing the the omega like this, surrendered to him, trusting him with his whole self like this, beautiful and raw it was the final straw for Lewis. With a low groan he pressed his hips one last time against Max, his knot uniting them again while his muscles were flooded with the little spams an orgasm brought along itself.
Unfortunately, this was a little relief so he let go of Max's hips and leaned foward, supporting himself on his hands each next to Max and started rocking into the younger, his movements limited by the current situation but that wouldn't inhibit him for long.
Out of the corner of his eyes he saw his locks hanging down while he was busy capturaing every little detail Max's expression with memory, not wanting to miss a single thing. Max's legs had fallen away from his waist and Lewis was just counting the second until he could move freely again.
"So pretty." he murmured as if he was regarding one of the rarest and most beautiful diamonds in the world, "You like this, don't you? You want this."
Max only nodded and Lewis leaned down, pressing their bodies against each other again to close the gap. Max's lips were slick with spit and Lewis guessed he had been biting them. There was a warm hand stroking down his shoulder while he kept nudging his cock inside Max with tiny movements. Sometimes his knot tugged a bit too hard on Max's rim, making the younger whine but Lewis quick to silence him with a kiss, delving in with his tongue.
It was messy and heated. Lewis would call it definitely addicting because he just couldn't get enough. It felt he could never get enough and that made him only more desperate to quench his thirst. A vicious circle with no way of breaking out. With no escape but to endure this.
But he wasn't just enduring. He was enjoying together with Max and when his knot finally went down again after 15 long minutes he automatically picked up the pace again.
Max was gasping against his mouth, sharing the same breath as him as Lewis slammed into him feverently. The noises he was making, those little cut off moans in rhythm to Lewis's thrusts endearing and a nice addition to the dirty sounds emerging when their skins met.
The force of his moves were pushing Max up and Lewis felt a hand burying itself into his hair while he felt the prick of nails pressing into the skin of his back which made him rumble.
"F- Fuck, I think I'm-" more didn't leave Max's mouth and then he was squeezing down around Lewis it was so tight he thought his knot had popped right away again.
"Oh god..." he whispered while Max trembled beneath him, convulsing around his throbbing cock irregular and it was driving Lewis mad.
There was more wetness between them and Lewis guessed it was the little bit of Max's come Max after they had done it so often. Continuing to drive his cock into Max he didn't pay it any attention, his mind having developed a tunnel vision mainly concentrated on his release.
It was incredibly hot, how their bodies fitted together so perfectly and right and to Lewis stopping was out of question. He wouldn't be able to.
Max's hand was still tight in his hair and it was arousing to Lewis how he could make Max react, what kind of effect he had on the younger and vice verse. It excited Lewis and he wondered just how much he could draw out of Max. Just to find out where the younger's limit was. If he had one that is.
When he came he was a bit surprised by the orgasmic tranquility sloshing over him as he jerked against Max, desperate to bury his cock as deep as possible into the omega. This time his cock stayed hard and Lewis knew instinctively it was only a matter of mere minutes until he was able to take Max again.
This desire was running higher than ever through his veins unhindered and the only thing able to calm him was Max.
It was a haze and Lewis was mostly lead by his instincts. There was no way either of them was able to keep track of the time in the coming day as they were much too busy with each other. Like and exponential graph Lewis's sex drive shot through the roof while everything was fuzzy in his head.
They had spent multiple hours without a break just fucking, with Lewis always having a tight hold on Max, unable to let go of the omega. Sometimes Lewis wouldn't even be able to stay still coming inside Max and just kept moving, his knot instantly going down for him to continue and Max just took it.
Sometimes they had breaks but these were short-lived, Lewis's hunger never subsiding and even though Max passed out towards the end they both made it through these four days.
Max awoke from the most exhausting sleep he ever had. Moving wasn't even an option in the first few seconds but at least he didn't have a headache. Instead his body was aching all over but it wasn't bad persay.
Nevertheless, he quickly agreed with himself that he wouldn't leave this bed today. And probably tomorrow, too.
There was still the hope he was able to fall asleep again but his left arm which felt like it was stupidly angled, felt completely numb. Looked like he had to rearrange himself.
Grumbling annoyed he turned around with a huff, pulling the covers tighter around himself. His body ached in all the right places and Lewis must've cleaned him up very well. He skillfully ignored the fact that he was completely naked, no trace of dried up slick or come anywhere. That made him remember the last four days and he felt warmth in his stomach at the intense memories.
Right. He had helped Lewis with his rut so where was the alpha?
Just in that moment the door clicked open and with bleary eyes Max lifted his head only to see the person in question enter, dressed in a loose white t-shirt and a pair of eually loose shorts. And to Max's surprise Lewis had a champagne bottle in one hand and two glasses in the other.
"You're awake." Lewis detected unexpected and approached the bed, "How are you? Does something hurt?"
"No." Max replied, a bit surprised by the rough croakiness in his voice but he should've expected it really, "Just typical soreness but other than that I'm good. I won't leave this bed for the next 24 hours though."
Lewis chuckled lightly at that and sat down next to Max, "Sure. You definitely earned it."
"Just like the champagne?"
Lewis looked at the bottle for a second before looking back up at Max again, "Yeah. I just- I want to round this up in a special way. It's not selfunderstood what you did for me. I don't take this the easy way you helping me with my rut. You deserve much more than this but I have to start somewhere to show my gratitude." he said and held up the champagne bottle, clearly cooled judging by the water pearls on the glass and golden sticker.
"Lewis, you don't have to woo me. I thought it was obvious we're past that step."
"Yeah." Lewis sighed and looked down and to Max it seemed like the older was unhappy they hadn't went through that first stage of getting to know each other, "The fact that you approached me first- I hadn't thought it would lead to this but I don't regret it. I only regret not acting earlier."
Max leaned sideways on his elbow, "This is not a competition. Even if everything else between us is, this is an exception and I think it had to happen like this and I'm glad we worked through this."
Lewis nodded, "Me, too. I'm glad you were this insistend on helping me. And I'm glad I didn't succeed in calling this off. But I have to say you really caught me off guard at Azerbaijan. I seriously didn't expect you to ask me-"
"If you'd let me court you?"
Lewis smiled, "Yeah. Man, you wiped my mind clean with that."
Max chuckled, "Well, if I'd have stayed silent you would've left. Also I was serious about that. I'm not some fucking princess who waits in her ivory tower when I can help myself."
"I guess I still have to give you an answer about that."
Right.
"I'll let you court me under one condition." Lewis said and then looked directly at him, "If I can court you, too. I want to take you out. Wherever you want, whatever you want and whenever you want."
"Want to sweep me of my feet, huh?"
"Very much, yes." Lewis replied smiply with a cheeky smile, "I think I already did a good job of that though." he said and clapped Max's hip, covered by the blanket.
"You're very sure of yourself."
"Well, you're lying in my bed. I think my cards are pretty good."
"Cocky asshole." Max laughed and gave Lewis a light shove with his foot. Lewis only snickered.
"Am I not allowed to after I obviously surpassed your overpriced toothpick? Just admit I'm top tier now." Lewis reached over to place the two glasses on the bedside table.
"Pff yeah right, as if your ego isn't big enough."
It was good to see Lewis this happy and joyful again, the Brit's usual childish attitude and his mischievous nature something which Max had always found endearing. It was always something he had looked forward to when they had had press conferences, often making him nervous and excited.
"Are you serious about that date?"
The question made Lewis falter, interrupting his process of removing the bronze wire from the bottle.
"Of course. Why are you asking?"
Max cleared his throat, "I don't want drama, Lewis." he said evenly and the atmosphere lost abit of its lightness, "21 was difficult and I know our past is not easy. I also don't expect this to go smoothly or that everything will be fucking awesome all the time but I don't want this changing us."
He didn't want to speak it out loud but he thought especially of 2016 while saying that.
"I don't want that either and I think we both want to do our job uninhibited. I know what it's like when close relations turn against you. It was terrible but I learned from it." then he ripped off the golden wrapping, "You said it yourself that 21 wasn't easy on us and look where we are now almost two years later. I think we're doing decent. I have faith in us."
Astonishing, how the tables had turned. Only four days prior he was the on knocking on Lewis's door, revealing his feelings to Lewis and expressing the wish to help the alpha through his rut and now he's the one having scond thoughts.
Lewis's easiness and his words made the majority of his doubts disappear but he guessed the rest would soon resolve itself. He just had to get used to having someone this special in his life and trust Lewis.
"Alright, you have a deal. I'll look forward to that date."
Just as the words had left his mouth Lewis's bright smile was back, lighting up the whole room and Max knew he'd never get enough of it.