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“You think you can walk into my office in that skirt and expect me to do nothing?” Mattsun adjusts the belt across his lover's thighs.
“Ay! Issei-chan.” Tooru groans, trying to move his legs but the belt won't let him. Slick made its presence felt in his hole. “Don't you think this is too much?"
Matsukawa raises an eyebrow, leaning down to face Tooru. “Too much for you honey?” Oikawa shakes his head. “Use your words.”
“M’Okay, babe.” Mattsun pushes Oikawa down, leaving him on his elbows with his ass up, barely covered by his skirt. “Issei!”
“Mm?” Mattsun stands behind Oikawa, his hands grab the fat ass before spanking it, Tooru makes a fake whimper. “So delicious and all mine, right doll?
“All yours.” Oikawa whispers.
“Again.” Mattsun spanks his butt again, digging his fingers into the fabric to unsuccessfully pull down.“Still can't hear you, doll. Say it louder.”
“All yours! I'm yours.”
“Mine, my little doll.” Mattsun lifts up the skirt to reveal the slick-stained underwear. He sniffs the scent of his mate's arousal, his nose barely grazing the bare skin of his buttock. "You smell so good."
Oikawa feels his hole clench at the compliment. "Good enough for you to breed me?" He can't see Matsukawa, but from the sudden pumping cinnamon scent that dominates the room he knows his alpha is more than perked up. "Are you going to breed me, alpha?"
"I'm gonna do it again and again." Issei uses two fingers to snag the underwear and pull it aside, exposing the wet hole of his omega. "I'm going to fill you with my puppies."
"Yes, alpha." Tooru whimpers, delighted at the idea of carrying his alpha's brood. " Breed me."
It’s unsettling for Oikawa to be on his back and almost totally immobilized, the sound of Matsukawa's pants hitting the floor is barely audible, sending him into spasms of pleasure that make him fidget. The only thing that keeps him calm is the cinnamon scent that envelops him, stinging his nose and making him produce more slick.
Oikawa snorts in disgust with the wait, preparing to complain and inevitably failing when the head of Matsukawa's cock lines up in his hole. His hands hold the sheets tightly, pulling his ass higher so that his alpha is happy with his submission.
A large hand falls heavily on his ass, wrenching a gasp from him. The same hand kneads the reddening flesh roughly. "This was what you wanted, wasn't it? You were desperate for my alpha cock and you tempted me with that pretty skirt."
Tooru bites the inside of his lip. The slickness and his scent give him away. "Please."
"Shh." Mattsun leans over Oikawa's back and wraps one hand around his lover's neck. He doesn't tighten it, just holds it. "My omega doesn't have to beg. Just asking once is enough, love."
Matsukawa takes his cock with his other hand, helping himself to slide inside. Simultaneous moans fill the room. Oikawa feels full, Matsukawa feels warm and tight, very tight.
"So big, so good." Tooru compliments his alpha, thrusting his hips back to feel it deeper.
The compliments thrill Matsukawa. He starts moving slowly and increases the speed of his ramming regularly. He takes a pause and slides out almost completely, only to bury himself as deep as he can again. His fingers squeeze his lover's neck, barely choking him for a few seconds before loosening his grip and thrusting in until his pubis collides into his perineum.
He rams again and again, faster and deeper. Whispering amidst his erratic breathing sweet words to his omega. Oikawa receives everything his alpha gives him with pleasure.
"-fill you with my puppies." Tooru closes his eyes, recognizing the familiar tingle in his belly. He brings a hand to his lower tummy and mumbles. "Your hole dripping with my cum."
"A-" Oikawa's breath catches. The orgasm takes over to shatter him and turn him into a mess. "Alpha, al- Alpha."
His hole tightens with every spasm he feels, milking Matsukawa until his knot bursts and slows his enthusiastic ramming. Tooru feels a lewd, inexplicable pleasure as the warm cum fills his loins. After a minute, maybe two, he thinks Issei is done, but when he squeezes his hole he discovers that his alpha can fill him more.
"Alpha." He called him primitively, his hand pushing at his abdomen with the need to feel how far his alpha went. "More. Breed me more. I want it all."
Mattsun chuckles. His hand stops choking Oikawa's neck and instead wraps around his waist to reach for the belt clasp and remove it. Tooru feels his legs go limp as the pressure is released, but he can't fall against the mattress 'cause there's a knot buried in his ass and like hell it was going to hurt.
Luckily, Issei would always hold him.
Just like now.
"I always give you everything, Tooru." Matsukawa bites his ear affectionately. "Everything for my pretty doll."
Oikawa purrs. He instinctively glued his back to his alpha's chest, purring for him. "Let me milk you."
Issei surrenders, although he wasn't resisting the idea at all. He manages to keep himself attached to Tooru's body to move to a more comfortable position on the bed.
He now has Tooru sitting on his back on his cock. Blink and Tooru is lying on the mattress, his legs spread wide and his belly button kissing the sheet. His lover's flexibility always makes him thirsty.
"Shit." His hands itch to manhandle the reddened ass that retains the marks of his earlier spanking. His cock throbs as his omega's hole squeezes it-no, milks it. "Tooru."
Matsukawa lays his head back on the headboard, his hands settle on the curve of his lover's fat ass and pushes him down, fucking him with the knot inside.
"Get it all out then, Tooru."
He hears his omega's naughty giggle and knows they're not leaving the bed until Tooru is filled to overflowing with his cum.