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Niall and Zayn have been together for two years.
Things had moved in warped speed in their relationship. Zero to a hundred quickly. Zayn had spotted Niall one night at a college party and had staked his claim that night…or would've if Niall hadn't stopped him from biting him to properly soul bond.
No, the whole bonding ritual is quite special to Niall, as well as most Omegas. To let Zayn mark him and become his forever is daunting thought. It gives him a head ache when he thinks on it too hard. It's not that he thinks there's someone out there better than Zayn for him but there is something in his gut that tells him he isn't ready.
The Alpha had been the fittest boy at the party with his sleeveless black top that showed off the ink on his toned arms. He's an exotic beauty that boys and girls alike can appreciate.
Niall wasn't sure what it was about himself that drew Zayn in. He knows he's a generally good looking guy but the Bradford native could've had anyone that night.
There Niall was, outside of the party. He was in desperate need of fresh air to stifle down the claustrophobia that often came with parties this packed. The cold air had cleared his head and stopped the hammering of his heart but he'd quickly realized he had company.
Zayn stood, not even a foot away, smoking. Literally and figuratively.
He looked gorgeous even in the crappy light of the porch. Who was this beautiful bad boy looking, leather jacket clad Adonis? His face, sharp and angled, tilted up to blow smoke up into the night sky, when he caught sight of the blonde near him.
Niall had looked good with his simple white T and gray hoodie. He had an old snapback backwards covering his messy hair. Maybe he didn't stand out at first glance but those who meet his icy blue eyes and are then lucky enough to experience his charm firsthand would beg to differ.
Zayn took in flushed cheeks and a scent that was so delicious, his stomach flipped.
Gold eyes met blue ones and the air became electrically charged.
"I'm Zayn."
"I'm Niall."
"Are you here alone tonight?"
Niall had gone there with friends but he knew perfectly well that wasn't what Zayn was asking him. Instead, his face burned hot and he nodded. Zayn had smiled at him then, an impish smile that Niall laughed at sweetly.
"You don't have an alpha." Zayn stated.
"Why would you assume that, mate? Maybe I'm marked where you can't see." Niall had teased cheekily referring to his lack of visible bonding scar.
"Because if any alpha had an omega like you, they'd make sure to mark you where everyone could see."
Niall's entire face had gone beet red at the words much to Zayn's delight.
Zayn is sullen most times and soft spoken. It seemed unlikely that someone as animated and spirited as Niall would attract the Alpha's attention. But then here was this cute Omega with a gorgeous smile on his boyish face that so many people envied. The lad was a genuine ray of blinding sunshine he'd wanted to bottle up and soak in. Zayn was only one among a few vying for the Omega's attention, not that the blonde had any idea. Except it only took Niall one look into the fierceness of Zayn's amber gaze for his heart to stutter in its rhythm.
They'd fallen in love easily. Niall was the outspoken charmer of their college campus and Zayn was the intense, artsy lad who tagged on local abandoned buildings. Opposites attract, as they say. They aren't a couple their friends would pin together but what they have works well for them.
The rest is history.
Perhaps lust is what initially drove them to one another but love blossomed from the initial one night stand.
The very first time Niall had let Zayn knot him was an experience neither of them will ever forget although they both recall it for different reasons. Niall had never felt a pleasure so insanely euphoric in all his life. While Zayn remembers Niall warning him not to bite him every ten seconds. The older lad's canines throb in remembrance every time he brings up the old memory. Oh, how he'd ached to sink his teeth into Niall's pale throat.
Still, Zayn respects Niall's wishes. He's an Alpha. If he truly wanted to, he could overpower Niall's slender body and mark him to his heart's content but that isn't the Alpha he was raised to be. Perhaps that's why Niall's worth the wait, he makes Zayn a better person.
For Niall's part, there are so many things to take into consideration. Is he ready? Is Zayn it for him? He's heard one too many horror stories of Alphas ditching their faithful Omegas. Supposedly it's the same vice versa but Niall's never believed an Omega is capable of such a thing. Mating is serious business.
It isn't that he believes Zayn would leave him exactly. It's more so the fact that once he's bonded, then it's over for him. Sign, sealed, delivered. He knows he won't want anyone else because he knows himself, knows he isn't one to change his mind. When he bonds, he wants it to be for the rest of his life.
Zayn is usually quick to remind Niall that it's rare when a bonded pair separate. Rare but not unheard of. He doesn't see any of Niall's protests as valid. He chalks it up to the blonde not being ready. Whether it's now or five years, Zayn wants Niall. He wants the boy who's eyes floor people with the personality that pulls those in only to get stuck in his gravitational pull. Niall's special. He knew the night he met him.
Still, Niall wonders sometimes if other Omegas have this inner struggle but the ones he has met have spoken about meeting their Alphas and instantly knowing without a doubt they'd found their mate. If it's so easy for them then why couldn't it be that way for him? Or it all hyped up tomfoolery? Romantic hogwash that people made up to make their mating stories more interesting?
The only types living without an inherent struggle are Betas. Some even recognize them higher than either Alphas or Omegas what with their constant strive for balance and normality.
Some days, Niall wishes for the simpler life of a Beta. To not get his pants soaked in slick when he gets aroused, to skip over the heats, and not get this weak feeling of submission in the pit of his stomach when an Alpha gives him orders. Zayn would never make him do anything he doesn't want to but he doesn't fancy the inequality of control whether it's used against him or not.
Two years. They'd spent two years of petty arguments, jobs they hated to pay the rent, and terribly high expectations from their parents together. In a lot of ways, they're already bonded. They're monogamous, acting like most bonded couples do.
They've settled into this life with one another that feels so much like an impenetrable bond.
"We'll have enough to cover this month but it looks like we're barely gonna scrape through next month." Zayn murmured as he jotted down their expenses on a yellow legal pad in his messy scrawl.
Niall groans. He didn't want borrow money from his parents. They never say no but every time he turns to them they make a jab at his Alpha, nonsense about his Alpha not taking good enough care of him. It makes him that much more reluctant to ask for help.
"We'll figure something out. We always do, babe." Niall exhales, grabbing the legal pad from Zayn's hands and throwing it onto the beat up coffee table.
"Just wish there was something extra I could do." Zayn says under his breath, settling into the couch.
Niall crawls over, worming his way under Zayn's arm. "I know. Me too."
Zayn's been waiting tables for a few months now. The hours are flexible and his tips aren't too bad when he works on the weekends. It's his best option considering he's also juggling his courses in university. He's only got a year left but it's stressful.
Niall, on the other hand, works at the pub near their school. He started out as a server but convinced the boss he could handle the bar. It's a good fit for Niall. He gets to be social and never misses a game thanks to the flat screens around the bar.
Niall graduated the year before. A part of him thinks he's waiting for Zayn to be over school but there's a larger part that insists Niall is just waiting for that dare to be great situation.
The opportunity presents itself when Niall goes in for a routine check up with his doctor.
Liam is a warm Beta who's filled Niall's prescription for suppressants ever since the blonde became sexually active and started having mini-heats. He makes Zayn wear condoms more often than not but the suppressants are just to be safe. Needless to say, Niall's formed a friendship of sorts with Liam since Niall's charm is that irresistible.
"Excuse me for prying but why haven't you and Zayn properly bred? It's easier when you're younger." Liam says as he presses the cold stethoscope against Niall's left pec.
Niall knows the procedures already. He takes a deep breath in and out at the designated times and lets Liam poke and prod at him from head to toe.
"We're not ready….I guess.…But I do want pups eventually." Niall blushes.
It isn't the first time Niall's been asked about the subject. His mum mentions it everytime they chat. He gives the same reply each time as well. They just aren't ready. If Niall's been saying no to Zayn about getting a puppy, they sure as hell aren't thinking of properly having children yet.
"How's Zayn doing?" Liam asks next, using a handheld apparatus to check inside each of Niall's ears.
"He's well. It's hard to tell sometimes with that one." Niall smiles a little.
"How was your last heat? Did the prescription help? I upped the dosage since you said you were having issues." Liam questions as he carefully inspects Niall's bad knee.
"It was okay. My mum says the heats get stronger when you're body wants to bond. Is that true?" Niall asks watching Liam delicately slip his fingers behind his calf and bend his bad knee to test it.
"That's true to a point. You are twenty-one, yes? You experience sensitivity in your heats instead of um…loss of lucidity and-"
"Yeah, its not that I get out of my mind horny but my body is just ultra sensitive." Niall nods.
"When you experience you're first real heat, that'll last longer and you'll experience aches." Liam goes on, reciting the words as if he'd been reading them from a text book.
"When will that happen?"
"Did you kip off during sex education or what, Niall?" Liam chides. "You're proper heats happen once you're bonded."
"What if I never bond…?"
"Then you'll keep experience these mini heats or what they're properly known as, phantom heats." Liam goes on as he writes down something Niall can't quite see on his clipboard.
"What's the difference?"
"You're heats now, they end with Zayn's help, correct? Well, a real heat will make you yearn to breed."
"What?" Niall stares at the older man with his jaw dropped.
"Listen, that isn't until you bond, Niall-"
Liam's interrupted by a child no older than four running into the room. "Daddy?"
Liam looks flustered and endeared all at once.
"Emma, sweetheart, you know daddy's working." Liam says sternly to the child but picks her up and hikes her up on his hip nonetheless.
Niall has to hold back a grin. The little girl is adorable in a striped pink and white jumper with Hello Kitty patterned leggings. Her auburn hair is shoulder length, a massive purple bow clipping her fringe back. She's got Liam's kind eyes and smile.
"Is something wrong with him?" She asks with a pointed glance at Niall.
"He's quite healthy actually."
The little girl takes a whiff, her little nose upturned in the air. "He's a boy omega, daddy!"
"Emma!" Liam flushes in embarrassment.
It's not well mannered scenting someone without their permission but Niall laughs it off as he slips his shirt back on.
"I sure am, little lass." Niall grins.
"My mum's an omega too but I'm a beta like my daddy." She states proudly.
"The cutest beta I've ever met." Niall sweet talks, grabbing at the child's light-up sneaker clad foot and shaking it.
"He thinks I'm cute daddy." She laughs shyly toward her father.
"Excuse me." Liam steps out the room. "Heidi!" Liam calls out in the hall.
Not a moment later, his assistant steps in, blush dusting her cheeks at the sight of Liam and his daughter. She's a forty something year old with short blonde hair and neat make up. "I'm sorry. I went into the loo for just a second-"
"It's alright, Heidi. Would you mind grabbing Emma some lunch?"
"Yes sir." She nods and takes the child by the hand to lead her out.
Liam sighs but he's got a tiny smile on the edge of his lips. "Niall, I'm sorry. I don't normally bring her to work but her mum was busy today and Heidi usually keeps her distracted-"
"It's fine, really. Kids are fun. I'll have some of me own someday. A whole litter of 'em." Niall beams at the thought.
He fantasizes about being bonded and being surrounded by his children running about in a lovely modest home. He dreams of returning to his roots in Ireland but he feels selfish of the thought.
"I have a feeling you'll be a good father." Louis interrupts his daydream.
"I hope so. I doubt there's a greater joy than being a parent." Niall says genuinely, nodding toward where he can hear Emma chatting animatedly. "Are we done? Don't mean to be rude but Zayn's pickin' me up." Niall questions and he fumbles getting his phone out of his pocket.
"Oh, ah, yes."
At the end of the check up, Liam lingers in the check up room instead of leaving Niall to move on to the next patient. The odd behaviour doesn't go unnoticed.
"I-Is something wrong with me?" Niall stutters, his heart doubling in speed as he shoots Zayn a quick text that he's ready.
"No! Um, it's just…well…-" Liam clears his throat and straightens his white doctor's coat.
"What? What is it?" Niall presses, face drawn tight with anxiety.
"This could be completely out of line but I have these mates. They're a bonded couple and they can't breed. You mentioned you haven't had kids and-oh God. No, no, no this is inappropriate." Liam flushes and sets to clearing the nearby counter unnecessarily to busy his hands.
Niall's mind races. "Like…a surrogate?"
He doesn't have his own kids. How the hell is he supposed to have someone else's kids?
"Yes, exactly like a surrogate. It's a lot to ask but I thought that you would be a good fit? You're young and a good person and they're such a deserving couple-" Liam rambles, afraid he's offended the Omega.
Niall clears his throat. "Thanks for, um, thinking of me but isn't it expensive having a baby…? The check ups, prenatal care and the like…? We couldn't afford that anyway even if we were interested." Niall looks down and fiddles with the edge of the thin crinkly paper coating the patient bench he's sitting on.
"No! You'd be compensated of course! Listen, call me if you're interested and I'll let them know. We'll set up a meeting of sorts. Even if you're just curious. Don't feel obligated, alright?" Liam scribbles a phone number down on the back of Niall's prescription.
The blonde's head is still swimming when he goes to sit outside on the benches to wait for Zayn to pick him up.
The folded prescription feels heavy in his pocket. He isn't quite sure what to make of it. His initial reaction is to say no. He vaguely knows how these things go. The thing will grow in him and he'll inevitably become attached. No, he won't even consider it. Not when he's been watching Jane the Virgin with Zayn's sisters.
Should he tell Zayn? What would he make of it? Maybe he'd be put off by the whole thing as well.
He tries to think of the pros of the situation. The money, although he isn't sure how much, would be a big help. Maybe it would be good practice for when he's ready to have pups of his own. What if the couple really are deserving? He'd be doing a saintly thing if he went through with it.
Niall doesn't have much more time to contemplate it when Zayn pulls up in their shared black Camry. Niall jumps in quickly and fastens his seatbelt just as Zayn turns down the radio.
"You alright?" Zayn questions, leaning in for a quick kiss.
Niall hums and almost brings up the offer but he decides on waiting until Zayn is at his most relaxed state.
They chat about their day as they pick up lunch from a Thai place down the street from their flat.
Things go on like they normally do. They fall into their usual routine when they reach home, curling up on the couch and eating dinner. It's utterly domestic. Most days, Niall has no problem with the fact that Zayn's such a homebody. Lazy days with his Alpha are amazing.
The pair are watching Indiana Jones, the empty take out containers of Thai food lie strewn on their coffee table as the couple cuddle on the couch.
Zayn is wearing an old maroon colored university jumper and sweats. Niall loves him this way. His dark quiff falling flat on his forehead, just the hint of stubble on his angular jaw. The blonde lets his hand slip under the hem of the older boy' sweater to rub his thumb against the warm skin of his hip. Zayn acknowledges it with a kiss to the blue eyed boy's temple.
Niall almost forgets about the offer from earlier today but when he hears a crinkle of paper from his pocket as he huddles closer into Zayn, his pulse spikes.
Now is as good a time as ever to casually mention it to Zayn, he thinks.
"Babe?"
"Yeah?" Zayn hums not looking away from the telly.
"Something funny happend today."
"At your check up?"
"Mhm."
"Did anyone give you trouble?" Zayn's attention fully on Niall now. His amber gaze burning at the thought of anyone bothering the blonde.
"No, nothing like that. Well, Liam told me something interesting. More like offered actually." Niall says carefully.
Zayn stiffens against Niall. "What did he offer?"
"He told me about mates of his who were married and couldn't have kids. So I guess they're, like, looking for a surrogate."
There's a pause between them. Niall doesn't dare look into Zayn's face, just keeps his head on the lad's shoulder as he waits for his reaction.
"He offered you to carry someone else's baby?"
"Um…yeah? I said no…sort of. He gave me his number in case we'd be interested. Said that they'd pay for it to happen."
Zayn scoots back to face him. Guilt all over his beautiful face. "Shit, Niall. I don't want you to think that you 'ave to do this because we're barely gettin' by."
"I know but since he told me, I can't stop thinking 'bout it." Niall admits.
"Baby. Really think about this. You'd carry the kid for months and then you'd have to just hand it over. I know you're strong but-" Zayn attempts to explain.
"Is it because I'd get really fat?" Niall tries to joke.
"No! I mean, it'll be someone else knocking you up instead of me. Dunno how I feel about that part." Zayn chews on the inside of his cheek.
"I'm not actually gonna get fucked you know. They, like, just put the cum inside I think?"
"That's not the point." Zayn frowns.
"Why don't we just call? Please?"
"Only if you're sure about this." Zayn sighs, feeling am uneasy tug in his chest.
"If it were up to you, would it be a flat out no?" Niall licks his lips.
"I don't know, Niall. It'd be weird for me knowing I haven't even soul bonded with you and you're having someone else's baby." Zayn slumps a bit.
"Then…maybe after you could…? I reckon we can have our own afterwards. In that time we can work on getting better jobs and-" Niall scoots into Zayn's lap, his thighs on either side of the man's hips.
"You're really considering this?" Zayn asks, taking the blonde's face into his hands to stare into his eyes.
Zayn's not fond of the idea for many reasons. People go into these things with such one track minds but then things don't always go as planned. He's always supported Niall's decisions but this a hard one to go along with.
"I-Yeah, I am." Niall nods, as Zayn traces his bottom lip with his thumb.
"You don't even know the details yet. Sleep on it and you can call in the morning."
"You mean it?"
"Yes. Whatever makes you happy. Do you really mean soul bonding after it's all over?" Zayn brings Niall closer to bump his forehead against his.
"Yes, of course. You know, all this baby talk is making me horny." Niall murmurs unabashedly against Zayn's lips.
Zayn grins. "Yeah? You want to…?"
Niall nods.
"Mmm, smell so damn good."
Niall practically purrs as Zayn noses all around his throat making his skin break out in chills. The blonde can already feel himself getting excited. He can feel the blood rushing down and the beginnings of his slick, his body prepping him for what's about to come.
Niall gasps as Zayn throws him over his shoulder to march them towards the bedroom. The blonde grins into Zayn's back, not caring how the Alpha's shoulder digs into his stomache. He's about to get fucked.
When Zayn tosses him onto the bed, the pair make quick work of their clothes.
Zayn's head is a mess as he takes a deep inhale of Niall. It's almost as jarring as the scent Niall gives off when he's in heat. It's this indescribable smell that Zayn can't put into words. He can only express how crazy it drives him. This sickly musky sweet smell that makes his mouth water. His amber eyes cloud and it takes all his control not to jump Niall and sink his teeth on his untainted skin.
"On all fours, now." Zayn demands, the command booming in his Alpha voice that makes Niall shudder.
The blue eyed boy positions himself as he's told, his pulse thrumming at his fingertips. He waits patiently for Zayn to make the next move. A few seconds tick by but before Niall can whine, he can feel one of Zayn's warm palms on the base of his spine, the heat radiating from his hand spreading a warm liquid-like arousal through his belly. His body rises a few degrees as Zayn's hand dips down, fingertips just brushing his wet entrance.
"Oh." Niall sighs, spikes of arousing pooling in his dick at the simple touch. It spreads from his groin to his thighs and God, maybe he could come just from Zayn rubbing at his hole.
"You get so wet, Nialler.…so wet for me, hm?" Zayn marvels at the glistening entrance.
"Yeah, want you."
"Want my knot…?" Zayn teases, his thumb pushing into Niall's heat so easily.
It's a wonder how Niall can be so composed and then just unravel in the best possible way in the bedroom. He loves how loud and responsive Niall is. The way the blonde doesn't hide a thing from him. It's a turn on.
"Please!" Niall keens, his flushed face pressed flat to the bed as resists the urge to grind into the bed.
"You sound like you're already in heat, babe." Zayn marvels.
Niall lets out a breathy laugh."You should know 'm always in heat for you."
The blonde's heats hit randomly, never following a schedule. His scent changes and it drives Zayn mad.
"Think it might've hit thanks to that baby-talk." Zayn says, his thumb still rubbing at Niall's warm wet rim, watching the muscle flutter at the attention.
"Come on then. Need it." Niall pleads, pushing back towards Zayn.
"I've got you." Zayn promises as he reaches down to his own neglected cock.
The image of Niall on all fours is dizzying. He replaces his thumb with two fingers instead, gentle strokes testing out the blonde until Niall is mewling against the sheets for more, his skin hot to the touch already.
Zayn can hardly keep from biting his lip. Niall's so warm and wet and tight but loose. As if the blonde's body is trying to please him and doesn't want to let him go at the same time.
With a few more tugs of his erection, Zayn's lining himself up. It's insane watching Niall's little hole swallow inch by inch of Zayn's Alpha cock. The older lad would think it were somewhat painful if not for Niall's muffled murmurs of yeah, yeah, yeah as he bottoms out, his hips pressed flushed against the omega's bum.
Niall lets out this blissful sigh, his pretty porcelain skin flushing pink in arousal.
Sex is amazing with Zayn but sex when Niall's in heat is mind blowing. It's like every cell of his body is burning and only Zayn can cool him back down. It's an ache to be filled and touched and marked by his Alpha, his big strong alpha who's dragging his teeth down the omega's sensitive shoulder blade.
There are times when Niall so nearly begs Zayn to bite him. Yearns to let go but something always holds him back right at the precipice. Even Niall doesn't know what it is.
The slow drag of Zayn's cock sends Niall into a whimpering mess, his train of thought forgotten as his body is reduced to a quivering mess.
Zayn's teasing.
"P-Please?"
"Just because you asked so nicely."
Zayn thrusts back inside hard enough that Niall is drunk and seeing stars.
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Louis Styles steps back into the house after his daily workout in the backyard with his personal trainer is over. His golden skin gleams with a thin sheen of sweat from the intense exercise. He likes this though. He likes pushing his body and seeing the results in his toned muscles. Knows that his husband Harry appreciates them too when he worships him in the bedroom.
Louis navigates his way through the large house with finesse. They'd only been living in this house for a few months since Louis begged and pleaded Harry for a house with a view. Harry had said no initially. It wasn't until Louis had meekly suggested they'd have more room for a family that Harry acquiesced to his demands. After all, it's no secret his alpha is a big 'ol softie.
The thing is, Louis doesn't want kids. He didn't think Harry did either but ever since he'd brought up the idea of a family, Harry hasn't let up on it much to Louis' annoyance.
Everything is perfect now for Louis. He's got his sugar daddy Harry that is talented in more ways than one. He's got toys and baubles to keep him entertained for ages. He wakes up, works out, and does whatever in the world his heart desires. Isn't that the life?
Except Louis can see changes beginning to blossom. Since they'd been bonded and married two years ago, Harry frequently traveled. If you asked Louis what it is that Harry does for a living, he'd shrug with an impish smile and say whatever pays the bills.
But in fact, Harry has inherited his family's law firm. He earned it rightfully by excelling in school and working for his various degrees. He's quite accomplished for a twenty-eight year old man.
Harry and Louis had met two years prior when Louis was working as a receptionist at their firm in Harry's hometown.
Louis had been twenty-one and Harry had been twenty-six.
The second Harry had stepped into the skyscraper-like building fresh out of an internship in New York wearing a pressed gray suit, Louis knew he'd wanted him.
More often than not, Louis gets what he wants.
Louis smiled at him shyly and playfully dodged Harry's initial attempts at dating. When he'd thought Harry had done enough waiting, they'd gone on three dates and that was it. He let Harry have him and showed him why Harry should keep him.
Harry's got a kind of charm that attracts many. His charm coupled with a killer smile and sweet sincerity go a long way.
To be fair, Louis does everything he can to ensure his Alpha's happiness.
He keeps things interesting in the bedroom. He plans trips for them to exotic places. Makes sure to stay fit and youthful for him. Things are perfect the way they currently are.
Louis can smell his mate the moment he steps into the house. He smells like the expensive Tom Ford cologne Louis had bought him last Christmas, the stale scent of the office paper he works with clinging to him, but it's all clouded by an underlying sense of excitement buzzing under his skin. Louis' tummy does a little flip as he rushes out the bedroom, down the hall, and stairs to find Harry.
The older man is standing in the foyer, white button down rolled up to his sleeves showing off inked arms with his gray slacks and brief case in hand. His dark hair is quiffed today but bouncy just like Louis fancies. The smile on Harry's face is sexy and suggestive all at once, his green eyes narrowed and amused.
"Were you in the middle of something, love?" Harry questions, loosening his navy blue tie.
"Just finished working out." Louis answers, running a hand through his dampened fringe.
"Mmm, I see. Come." Harry nods.
Louis saunters up to his Alpha, sassy and coy until he's in front of him. The height advantage Harry has on him is amazing. He tilts his head up to look into his mate's emerald eyes, feels the familiar waves of heat rolling off his body.
"I think my rut has come early."
Harry's always had very good control. A quality that's admired by many. Sure he had the urge to fuck an omega but he could stave off the urge and save it for behind closed doors. Even in his most reckless, it could hardly be defined as that.
"You wanna fuck me right here on the stairs?" Louis asks, breathy and sweet.
Harry barks out a laugh as he takes his omega in his arms and buries his face against his neck to take a deep whiff, nosing at the bonding scar at the man's throat. His cock gives a desperate twitch in his slacks. Just the heightened scent of Louis post-work out has Harry ready to rip the younger boy's clothes off with his teeth.
"Wanna taste you…lick you open." Harry murmurs, lips brushing the faint pink bonding scar at Louis' throat.
"You want me like this? All sweaty 'nd grimy? Let me take a shower first." Louis says innocently just to tease.
"Louis…" Harry grabs at Louis' bum, his large hand squeezing at one cheek as his other hand keeps Louis pressed against him by the small of his back.
The sound of Harry's demanding voice has Louis' body going limp in the older man's arms. Not to mention his hole going slick with arousal. He knows Harry has scented it as he shudders against Louis.
"I want you in the bedroom. I'll be there in a minute and when I get there, you'd better be ready." Harry says lowly, licking a broad stripe along Louis' bonding scar.
Louis doesn't need to be told twice. He heads up the staircase, a sway to his hips just to tantalize his Alpha. If there's one thing that turns the omega on, it's being watched. Not in a leering way but he likes the attention.
Once he reaches the head of the stairs, Louis makes a show of taking off each article of clothing the closer he gets to the master bedroom down the hall.
His white tank top here.
His trainers next.
Then his trackies and pants at the door.
When Harry finally manages to make it to the bedroom, he finds Louis in the center of the bed on his stomach amongst the bevy of pillows, a satin cream throw covering the parts of him Harry wants to see most.
Louis' devastatingly gorgeous that way. The pale cream of the satin across the warm beige of his beautiful skin. He's the loveliest shade of tan all over. Or at least he is until Harry marks his fiercely. Pure toned muscle with golden unblemished skin stretched over gorgeously. He's got a smirk reserved on his mischievous lips just for Harry.
"Are you feeling sore?" Harry asks thinking of early this morning when Louis had woken up with morning wood that he wanted help taking care of.
The alpha runs a large hand along Louis's ankle up to his upper thing, the skin smooth and flawless.
"Yeah but I like it." Louis sighs, shifting in the bed to present himself to his alpha.
Harry chuckles as he unbuttons his white work shirt. He's just about to reach his belt when Louis lets out a frustrated huff. Always impatient.
The older man gives him a harsh swat on his full bum that echoes deliciously in the bedroom. Louis mewls helplessly into the sheets, his warm slick dampening his hole. He likes it a little rough, always disobeying Harry just for that spike of adrenaline.
"Stay still." Harry demands, ridding himself of the last of his clothes.
"Gonna eat me out?" Louis asks, the words muffled against the bedsheets.
"That what want you want, love?" Harry asks, easing in two fingers into Louis easily.
He's hot inside, silk walls soft and inviting. It's arousing watching the younger boy get wetter and wetter just from Harry petting at him.
"Said you were going to. I want you to knot me."
"Yeah? Want to be full of my pups, Lou? It's all I ever want, babe." Harry sighs, leaning down where his fingers are disappearing inside Louis to lick at the boy's puffy rim.
Louis' scent is strong there at his entrance and it blurs Harry's thoughts for a moment.
"Yeah, like that…feels good."
Harry pulls his fingers out and easily flips the Omega onto his back. Harry smirks at the sight of Louis' cock smearing precum onto his fit abdomen, leans down to lap at the mess on his boy's belly. He cleans him clear and sucks the head of his mate's prick for that one last drop, Louis' hips bucking at their own accord.
"Babe come on, 'm ready for you." Louis pleads, thighs spreading as his own hand reaches down to fill himself up where he feels achingly empty.
The second the words leave Louis' mouth, Harry's wolf takes over. His green eyes darken as he takes a strong grip of Louis' waist, guiding him towards his dick. Just as Harry's pressing into Louis, the omega reaches down a small hand to wrap around the base of Harry's cock where it's the hottest, right where the bump of his knot swells.
"S'this for me?" Louis asks with a roll of his hips, the tip of Harry dicking into him.
"All for you, baby." Harry answers pushing the rest of the way inside.
"Make me come like this." Louis whines as Harry quickly picks up a rhythm, loving the easy glide of his prick moving in and out of his mate.
Louis picks up on something different with Harry today. He's experienced plenty of ruts and heats with Harry but it hasn't felt like this in a while.
It's scorching hot and Harry is all over him, biting, kissing every inch of his skin. His skilled fingers pressing at ever sensitive spot on his body. If anyone knows his body better than him, it's Harry.
Harry knows Louis likes it a bit rough, likes when Harry grabs onto his hips hard enough to bruise, likes when Harry's body is pressing his into the mattress.
Louis' first orgasm hits when Harry speeds up his thrusts, the sound of skin on skin more than Louis can handle. His body tightens and he squeezes his thighs around Harry, thrashing where Harry has him pinned down.
Harry doesn't let up for a moment, just gives Louis a few seconds to calm down before slowing his pace, going for deep thrusts that push Louis up the mattress.
The second orgasm comes as Harry pulls Louis up off the mattress to ride him, letting his eager omega choose the pace.
It's endearing as it is sexy watching his omega try to please and impress him. Harry relaxes, hands resting on the smooth skin of Louis's full bum, guiding him up and down.
"Haz, gonna come again." Louis warns, working his thighs harder.
Harry grins, grabbing hold of him to meet his thrusts, his large biceps flexing in a way that Louis can't handle.
Louis' comes again, creamy come painting stripes on his Alphas abdomen in a few spurts.
The fact that Harry hasn't come yet is frustrating.
"Think you can come one more time? For me, Lou?" Harry gently lies Louis down, marveling at how his golden skin glistens with sweat, his caramel fringe sticking to his forehead.
"I'll keep coming until you do." Louis pants, his chest rising and falling gorgeously.
Still, Louis know how to get his Alpha to come. He tightens the grip of his thighs around Harry's waist and sinks his nails into Harry's lean back enough to mark him.
He knows it works by the way that Harry speeds up his frantic thrusts, burying his face into Louis' neck.
Louis knows he's gonna come too. Harry's strong body is draped over him, holding him down. Harry's dicking into him just right and it's like sensory overload. His dick should hurt coming for a third time but he wants it more than the first orgasm. Can already feel the familiar coil in stomach ready to release.
In the end, Louis comes three times and Harry's knot is caught snug inside him, pumping him full of cum. Harry maneuvers them around until he's spooning the exhausted omega. They're both knackered but sated.
"That was brilliant. Imagine I'll wank to this day when you're at work." Louis breathes, his heart rate finally regulating.
"I wasn't too rough? I think my rut got set off a bit early. Think something triggered it, like." Harry sighs, his hand over Louis' tummy, his thumb absently rubbing circles on the tacky skin.
"Yeah? Did you see some fit Omega in the office or something?" Louis questions, so obviously annoyed that Harry nuzzles at the bonding scar on the boy's neck to calm him.
Harry can always feel that flare of jealousy from Louis. Out of every emotion, that one tends to be the most potent. The green eyed man recognizes the heat that comes with it.
"Nothing like that. Liam called. Said he found someone. This could be it, Lou. We could finally have a baby." Harry purrs.
Louis' stomach drops. Harry could tell the way Louis' heart doubles in speed.
"You're nervous, I feel it but I am too. We'll meet them first. If you don't like who it is then it's okay." Harry soothes gently with soft kisses on his omega's shoulder.
"Think it over, Harry. With a baby around, there wouldn't be any time for this anymore." Louis warns, grinding his bum into Harry who gasps as another blurt of cum spills into Louis.
The smaller bit can't even hide the smirk on.his lips.
"You said this was why you wanted this house. Thought you wanted this as much as I did?" Harry whispers, petting at Louis' belly in a way that makes Louis flush.
"I do! I just…with you at work all the time, it would be only me and the baby." Louis bites his lip.
This is not what Louis had expected when Harry came home today. He's happy. This whole baby thing will ruin everything. If he can't convince Harry otherwise then he's going to have to deal. He could always hire a nanny, he supposes. Or maybe he'll get lucky and whoever is dumb enough to have a baby for them will get sentimental and not want to give it up. He's seen enough telly and movies to know people grow attached to these things.
He takes a deep breath. What was he getting so worked up for? This might not even be a sure thing.
"Sweetheart, you wouldn't be on your own. I'll work from home. I'll change nappies and wake up for four AM feedings. You've nothing to worry about." Harry promises, cuddling Louis closer and nuzzling at the transparent peach fuzz on the back of Louis' neck.
Harry's excitement is palpable. So much so that Louis relents. "Then let's meet them. Sooner the better."
"Love you so much." Harry declares, tightening his hold around his young Omega.
"Love you too, Hazza." Louis sighs, basking in the syrupy warmth of his content Alpha.
"Did Liam say anything about…you know." Louis questions unable to hold back his curiosity.
"Not much. He got a page from the hospital. He did say that he gave our phone number. So let's just pray and hope things turn out well."
Louis would pray that night.
Just not for the same thing as Harry.