A/N: Sorry for the porn rush, have to clean up for relatives coming over
When the first questing finger, liberally coated with saliva and pre-ejaculate, breaches his body, Connor jerks in pain. However, it isn't a pain caused by his present predicament, but rather the past. Always, from the past... with the cages and those monstrous Alphas that Washington had practically handed him to.
Despite his wishes, his body tenses, causing the gentle preparation to hurt more than it should. He bites down hard upon his lower lip, trying to banish the horrid memories that he so desperately tried to forget. He starts to tremble, and suppresses a low whine in his throat.
Why? He wondered desperately as he sucks in breath through tightly clenched teeth. Had he not suffered enough? Why was this happening... why now?!
The shaking Omega stills for a moment as lips press soothingly against his sweaty brow. Amber-brown eyes blink open as sees Charles' expression softens. Those milky-blue eyes shine with a deep regret that causes his heart to plummet. Did his Alpha suddenly have a change in heart? Did he no longer want him?
"When I take you," the Commander speaks softly against his ear, "I want you to keep your eyes on me. Nowhere else. Do not think of the past. Concentrate on present... on us. Can you do that?"
He nods but stares bewilderedly up at Charles in confusion and then disbelief as awareness dawns upon him. The older man knew what he had been remembering. His mate knew of nightmare he had lived through, knew he had been sullied, tainted, and yet he still wanted him?
While their eyes remained locked onto one another, Connor released an airy moan as the invading digit inside him pushed in deep and prodded against that spot inside him. Almost immediately, the pain ebbed away, replace with mind numbing pleasure that had him arching and begging for more.
Another large finger joined the first. Although it was tight and uncomfortable in the beginning, Charles skillfully worked moved both his hand in a slow rhythm. The digits began a scissoring motion inside him, stretching him so they could reach deeper, while the heated grip around both their erections moved in time.
The Omega was completely lost in the pleasurable sensations the assaulted his body. He panted heavily, unable to prevent himself from making lewd noises that escaped his kiss swollen lips. His legs spread on their own volition, knees hiking upwards in order for those probing digits to sink further inside him.
Those azure eyes that gazed upon his wanton form, grew darker with lust. Connor gasped Charles leaned close, worrying his earlobe before he suckled upon in. A warm breath softly blew against his ear causing him to shiver involuntary.
When a third finger introduces itself, he is unable to hold back a scream - more of shock then pain - but it's quickly muffled by his lover's mouth. A good thing to, the last thing either of them wanted was for one of those hundreds of people outside this building to come in and investigate. It would have been disastrous...
He groaned quietly as those probing digits began to stretch him, preparing him to take that rigid hardness that seemed pulse against his own manhood. The Wolf swallowed hard in anticipation while keeping his eyes locked onto his mate. It was difficult not to squeeze them close, especially when those fingers continuously nudged and rubbed against that needy cluster of nerves that sent pulses of pleasure throughout his over stimulated body.
"Ch... Charles...!" he managed to choke out as hips moved to impale himself on those tormenting fingers.
His lover smirked and cruelly withdrew his hands. The Wolf snarled as he was left on the precipice. He moved to snatch them back but his wrists were immediately caught in one hand and pinned down above his head. His Alpha's face leaned in close, nibbling upon the shell of his ear before whispering against it.
"Did you not want me to drive you into this bed, Connor?" the Commander reminded, "do you not desire more than just my fingers?"
A semblance of sanity returned to the Omega who nodded eagerly. "Yes! Yes... please..."
"Good boy."
One of his legs was captured, hoisted up to wrap around Charles' waist. Without being told, he held it in place, eyes silently beseeching those piercing blue ones to give him what he desired. His Alpha complied, and he could feel the slick head of a cock pressing against his entrance, slowly pushing its way through the tight ring of muscle.
Connor took several deep breaths, forcing himself to relax and allow his Alpha to submerge himself completely one inch at a time. The friction was gritty and hot, but nothing like the burn the former slave had been expecting. All the while, Charles stroked his neglected arousal and whispered soft words of encouragement in order to distract him from the pain.
"That's it. Just breathe... relax... You're doing so well, love."
He obeyed, breathing in deeply, making his lower body as pliant as possible. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched Charles sucking in deep breaths as he struggled to maintain control. Finally, when the Omega thought he could no longer handle the heavy pressure, it stopped, as his Alpha was now completely seated within him.
For a long moment, they were both still, trying to calm their breathing from the exertion of joining their bodies together. Though when Charles recovered, he remaining motionless, as if waiting for something. Those beloved blue eyes sought his, seemingly waiting for approval.
He took another deep breath, and once the pain ebbed away, Connor gave his permission with a roll of the hips. The Omega couldn't help the corner of his mouth twitch upwards as he saw and felt Charles shudder and jerk at the unexpected movement. His mate growled back at him in response even as those eyes burned with desire.
"Little tease!"
Charles slowly withdrew much to his body's protest, but once he was nearly almost out, drove back inside. The movement caused him to throw his head back, and he muffled his sharp cry against his now free arm. His body desired more, and he was ready for the next thrust... and the one after that, until their bodies moved together in a savage rhythm that caused the bed to rock along with them.
Creak... creak... creak... creak!
Damn... Connor hoped no one outside these walls could hear that.
He would have felt mortified, if he wasn't too busy encouraging his lover to go deeper, faster, harder than before. Charles was very eager to oblige, with both hands upon the Omega's hips as he pummeled him into the bed. Meanwhile, Connor soaked in the pleasure, as he made keening noises and chanted his lover's name over and over again.
Charles felt so... good inside him, and on top of him. The angle was perfect. Every thrust made direct attention to that greedy nub deep within him. The friction both inside and around his cock - where it was trapped between their sweaty heated bodies - was hot and wet. It almost felt as if his pulsing muscles were actually milking Charles, sucking him in deeper.
Connor never wanted it to end.
But they were only human, and one last thrust hitting that sweet spot inside him, had Connor screaming against the other's mouth. His body was blissfully set aflame as he came harder than he has ever had (by his own hand) in his life, his sticky seed spilling between them. After a few more plunging thrusts, Charles followed soon after, causing the Omega to moan weakly at the hot spurts of seed filling him... branding him.
After pulling out, his mate collapsed besides him but not before gathering Connor up into a warm embrace as they prepared to sleep. After such a long and eventful day, he had wanted nothing more. Except when a head leaned down to nip sharply at the reddened love mark left upon his throat, did he crack a bleary eye open.
"What?" he asked tiredly.
"Tell me, what is your name?"
"My wha...?" he broke off into a loud and long yawn as the Alpha pulled away and grin back down at him.
"Heh. I told you I would make you forget it."
The Omega - who was certain his name was RatonhnhaConnor Kenlee - just mumbled unintelligibly in response. He was far too tired and sated to notice Charles pale in horror at some shocking realization.
Reunions 4/4
When the first questing finger, liberally coated with saliva and pre-ejaculate, breaches his body, Connor jerks in pain. However, it isn't a pain caused by his present predicament, but rather the past. Always, from the past... with the cages and those monstrous Alphas that Washington had practically handed him to.
Despite his wishes, his body tenses, causing the gentle preparation to hurt more than it should. He bites down hard upon his lower lip, trying to banish the horrid memories that he so desperately tried to forget. He starts to tremble, and suppresses a low whine in his throat.
Why? He wondered desperately as he sucks in breath through tightly clenched teeth. Had he not suffered enough? Why was this happening... why now?!
The shaking Omega stills for a moment as lips press soothingly against his sweaty brow. Amber-brown eyes blink open as sees Charles' expression softens. Those milky-blue eyes shine with a deep regret that causes his heart to plummet. Did his Alpha suddenly have a change in heart? Did he no longer want him?
"When I take you," the Commander speaks softly against his ear, "I want you to keep your eyes on me. Nowhere else. Do not think of the past. Concentrate on present... on us. Can you do that?"
He nods but stares bewilderedly up at Charles in confusion and then disbelief as awareness dawns upon him. The older man knew what he had been remembering. His mate knew of nightmare he had lived through, knew he had been sullied, tainted, and yet he still wanted him?
While their eyes remained locked onto one another, Connor released an airy moan as the invading digit inside him pushed in deep and prodded against that spot inside him. Almost immediately, the pain ebbed away, replace with mind numbing pleasure that had him arching and begging for more.
Another large finger joined the first. Although it was tight and uncomfortable in the beginning, Charles skillfully worked moved both his hand in a slow rhythm. The digits began a scissoring motion inside him, stretching him so they could reach deeper, while the heated grip around both their erections moved in time.
The Omega was completely lost in the pleasurable sensations the assaulted his body. He panted heavily, unable to prevent himself from making lewd noises that escaped his kiss swollen lips. His legs spread on their own volition, knees hiking upwards in order for those probing digits to sink further inside him.
Those azure eyes that gazed upon his wanton form, grew darker with lust. Connor gasped Charles leaned close, worrying his earlobe before he suckled upon in. A warm breath softly blew against his ear causing him to shiver involuntary.
When a third finger introduces itself, he is unable to hold back a scream - more of shock then pain - but it's quickly muffled by his lover's mouth. A good thing to, the last thing either of them wanted was for one of those hundreds of people outside this building to come in and investigate. It would have been disastrous...
He groaned quietly as those probing digits began to stretch him, preparing him to take that rigid hardness that seemed pulse against his own manhood. The Wolf swallowed hard in anticipation while keeping his eyes locked onto his mate. It was difficult not to squeeze them close, especially when those fingers continuously nudged and rubbed against that needy cluster of nerves that sent pulses of pleasure throughout his over stimulated body.
"Ch... Charles...!" he managed to choke out as hips moved to impale himself on those tormenting fingers.
His lover smirked and cruelly withdrew his hands. The Wolf snarled as he was left on the precipice. He moved to snatch them back but his wrists were immediately caught in one hand and pinned down above his head. His Alpha's face leaned in close, nibbling upon the shell of his ear before whispering against it.
"Did you not want me to drive you into this bed, Connor?" the Commander reminded, "do you not desire more than just my fingers?"
A semblance of sanity returned to the Omega who nodded eagerly. "Yes! Yes... please..."
"Good boy."
One of his legs was captured, hoisted up to wrap around Charles' waist. Without being told, he held it in place, eyes silently beseeching those piercing blue ones to give him what he desired. His Alpha complied, and he could feel the slick head of a cock pressing against his entrance, slowly pushing its way through the tight ring of muscle.
Connor took several deep breaths, forcing himself to relax and allow his Alpha to submerge himself completely one inch at a time. The friction was gritty and hot, but nothing like the burn the former slave had been expecting. All the while, Charles stroked his neglected arousal and whispered soft words of encouragement in order to distract him from the pain.
"That's it. Just breathe... relax... You're doing so well, love."
He obeyed, breathing in deeply, making his lower body as pliant as possible. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched Charles sucking in deep breaths as he struggled to maintain control. Finally, when the Omega thought he could no longer handle the heavy pressure, it stopped, as his Alpha was now completely seated within him.
For a long moment, they were both still, trying to calm their breathing from the exertion of joining their bodies together. Though when Charles recovered, he remaining motionless, as if waiting for something. Those beloved blue eyes sought his, seemingly waiting for approval.
He took another deep breath, and once the pain ebbed away, Connor gave his permission with a roll of the hips. The Omega couldn't help the corner of his mouth twitch upwards as he saw and felt Charles shudder and jerk at the unexpected movement. His mate growled back at him in response even as those eyes burned with desire.
"Little tease!"
Charles slowly withdrew much to his body's protest, but once he was nearly almost out, drove back inside. The movement caused him to throw his head back, and he muffled his sharp cry against his now free arm. His body desired more, and he was ready for the next thrust... and the one after that, until their bodies moved together in a savage rhythm that caused the bed to rock along with them.
Creak... creak... creak... creak!
Damn... Connor hoped no one outside these walls could hear that.
He would have felt mortified, if he wasn't too busy encouraging his lover to go deeper, faster, harder than before. Charles was very eager to oblige, with both hands upon the Omega's hips as he pummeled him into the bed. Meanwhile, Connor soaked in the pleasure, as he made keening noises and chanted his lover's name over and over again.
Charles felt so... good inside him, and on top of him. The angle was perfect. Every thrust made direct attention to that greedy nub deep within him. The friction both inside and around his cock - where it was trapped between their sweaty heated bodies - was hot and wet. It almost felt as if his pulsing muscles were actually milking Charles, sucking him in deeper.
Connor never wanted it to end.
But they were only human, and one last thrust hitting that sweet spot inside him, had Connor screaming against the other's mouth. His body was blissfully set aflame as he came harder than he has ever had (by his own hand) in his life, his sticky seed spilling between them. After a few more plunging thrusts, Charles followed soon after, causing the Omega to moan weakly at the hot spurts of seed filling him... branding him.
After pulling out, his mate collapsed besides him but not before gathering Connor up into a warm embrace as they prepared to sleep. After such a long and eventful day, he had wanted nothing more. Except when a head leaned down to nip sharply at the reddened love mark left upon his throat, did he crack a bleary eye open.
"What?" he asked tiredly.
"Tell me, what is your name?"
"My wha...?" he broke off into a loud and long yawn as the Alpha pulled away and grin back down at him.
"Heh. I told you I would make you forget it."
The Omega - who was certain his name was RatonhnhaConnor Kenlee - just mumbled unintelligibly in response. He was far too tired and sated to notice Charles pale in horror at some shocking realization.
"Your father is going to murder me."