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Gabriel sat in the chair facing the bed in the hotel suite he was sharing with his mate, naked and blindfolded by his own lavender tie. He wasn’t sure why he’d packed a tie for his beach resort holiday. Force of habit since he usually packed for business trips, he supposed. It came in handy, though, as Aziraphale had tied it around his head to prepare him for his surprise. Gabriel didn’t know for sure what it was, but he hoped…
Finally, the door opened. Not one pair of footsteps, but two. Gabriel’s heart raced. He heard someone get on the bed, then felt another pair of hands removing his blindfold. “Open your eyes, darling,” a voice from the bed said.
Gabriel opened his eyes and gulped as he took in the sight before him. Aziraphale was on all fours on the bed, clad only in a white negligee, his plump thighs looking like a sumptuous feast. But that wasn’t the shocking part. No, the shocking part was their new companion, the man who must have taken off Gabriel’s blindfold. The tall, lanky red-haired alpha was wearing tight-fitting black trousers and a dress shirt, also black, with most of the buttons undone, showing a generous swath of reddish-brown chest hair. Gabriel wanted to touch it, to finish unwrapping this alpha and devour him.
“Darling, you remember Crowley?” Aziraphale asked. Gabriel nodded. How could he forget? He had first met Crowley three days ago, coming back from his morning run (he had a physique to maintain, even on holiday) to find him chatting with Aziraphale. The other alpha claimed his intentions were merely friendly, but Gabriel’s gut had still twisted in a mixture of jealousy and desire. They ended up spending much of the next couple days together. The night before, the three of them had gotten incredibly drunk and somehow, the topic of sexual fantasies came up. Gabriel had shared one he’d never expressed out loud before, that of sharing his mate, being cucked by another alpha. Aziraphale had…seemed less shocked by this than Gabriel had expected. Apparently, he’d confessed it before during ruts, but he didn’t remember what he said during ruts very well.
Gabriel had assumed they’d all forget about the conversation once they were sober. To his surprise, Aziraphale brought it up again at breakfast this morning, and Crowley was still interested. And so they talked and made a plan for this evening. After a long, hard day of drinking and sunbathing, they cleaned up for dinner. Aziraphale and Gabriel had dined alone, but Aziraphale couldn’t hide the glint in his eye when he mentioned the surprise later.
“Hello, Gabriel!” Crowley drawled, looking Gabriel up and down. Then he turned to Aziraphale. “I can see why you brought me here, angel. This alpha of yours might be handsome, but does he really satisfy you?” His presence wasn’t technically a surprise. They’d talked about this. But it still shocked him, hearing this other alpha call his mate “angel,” knowing what he was about to do.
“Oh, not at all,” Aziraphale sighed, then glanced over at Gabriel. That was a lie, and they both knew it. When they’d first started courting, Gabriel had assumed from Aziraphale’s demure old-fashioned mannerisms that he’d be a prude in bed, but he’d been delighted to discover that was not the case. His mate was a kinky bastard, and even after years together, they still fucked almost as much outside of their cycles as during them. Gabriel looked down at his cock, which was solidly above average, perfect for satisfying Aziraphale’s rabid appetite.
Then Crowley unzipped his trousers, and…fuck. Gabriel had never seen a specimen that big outside of the porn he watched in secret, sordid scenes just like the one now unfolding before him. He’d snuck glances at the bulge in Crowley’s swim trunks at the pool, but he hadn’t believed it was this large. Aziraphale was also staring at it, eyes wide. Gabriel could see the wetness forming on his mate’s white panties.
“Like what you see, angel?” Crowley teased, turning to Aziraphale. “Ready to take a real alpha while your pathetic mate watches?”
“Oh, fuck yes,” Aziraphale exclaimed, bringing himself down into the presenting position and removing his panties.
“I knew it from the way you looked at me that first day,” Crowley said, stroking his cock to full hardness. “Something in your eyes just begged to be knotted properly.” He looked back over at Gabriel, eyes full of disdain. “And you want it too, don’t you? You know your mate needs more than you could ever give him.”
“That’s not—” Gabriel started to protest, but Crowley shushed him. Gabriel kept his mouth shut as he watched Crowley stick his fingers in the hole that only Gabriel had ever breached before. Aziraphale squealed in delight as Crowley fingered him. The sight was so hot that Gabriel started touching himself.
“No, omega,” Crowley said, pausing his preparation of Aziraphale to talk to Gabriel. Gabriel shuddered at this, pulling his hand away. He wasn’t an omega, but being degraded like that did something to him. “No touching yourself. But…if you’re so eager to play with a cock, maybe I’ll let you prepare mine for your mate. Get it nice and wet with your mouth. Would you like that?”
Gabriel nodded, his whole body flush with the heat of arousal. He’d never sucked another alpha’s cock before outside of shameful fantasies. But oh, how he wanted to. He looked at Aziraphale, silently asking for permission.
“I’d like to see that,” Aziraphale whispered with ragged breath. He turned onto his back to get a better view.
Crowley smiled at this. “Whatever the pretty angel wants, the pretty angel gets. On your knees, omega.”
Gabriel complied, body hot with a mixture of shame and arousal. The other alpha’s cock felt warm and heavy in his hand. It was even more impressive at full hardness. Gabriel wasn’t sure if he could fit it all into his mouth. So he started with something different, lapping his tongue along the veins of Crowley’s knot and fondling his balls. He’d lost his mind the first time Aziraphale had done that. Crowley was clearly sensitive to it too, letting out an obscene moan.
Even so, he scolded Gabriel. “That’s not how good omegas prepare their alpha’s cock. Open wide.” Gabriel opened his mouth, letting Crowley fill it. The other alpha tasted like salt and sweat and that spicy musk that had been tantalizing him these last few days. Gabriel was a drooling mess, barely able to breathe as Crowley fucked his mouth. That did little to dampen his enthusiasm, his cock still very hard even without being touched. Through his peripheral vision, he could see Aziraphale was enjoying himself too, stroking his little cock with his hands coated in his own slick.
“Are you enjoying the view, angel?” Crowley asked. For a moment, Gabriel thought Crowley was going to reprimand him like he had Gabriel. “You can touch yourself, but don’t come. Not until you’re impaled on my knot where you belong.” Aziraphale let out a squeak and continued touching himself, but more slowly.
Crowley gently tugged Gabriel’s hair, forcing his gaze upward. “Is this what you wanted, omega? To be used by a real alpha while he cucks you?” Gabriel hummed something that might have sounded like “yes” if his mouth weren’t full. He lost himself in the sensation of being mouth-fucked, unable to think of anything else but the cock inside him and Aziraphale waiting to be fucked by said cock. It felt oddly blissful. If it were up to him, he’d stay on this island forever, letting Crowley use him and his mate however he pleased.
Just as Crowley’s knot started to swell, he withdrew his cock entirely, leaving Gabriel feeling bereft. Still, as Gabriel saw the magnificent alpha cock now generously coated with his saliva, he felt a strange sense of pride. “Now, as much as I’d love to knot your mouth, that particular treat belongs to our angel,” Crowley said. “Back on the cuck chair, omega.”
The command sent a jolt up Gabriel’s spine as he took his seat. This was the main event, the fantasy he’d played out so many times in his own mind, but never thought he would get to experience. Aziraphale turned back on all fours and Crowley climbed onto the bed, positioning himself behind Aziraphale.
“Ready, angel?” Crowley asked. Aziraphale nodded, and he slowly pushed in. Aziraphale let out a strangled cry. Gabriel wasn’t sure if it was out of pleasure or pain, at least until Aziraphale begged for more. Gabriel was enraptured by his mate’s face, all of the microexpressions that changed as he was filled and fucked by another alpha. He really did look like an angel, if a very naughty one.
He was also transfixed by the sound of Crowley’s body slapping against Aziraphale’s, the grunts and moans they both let out as if no one were watching, the way the other alpha’s hands dug into his mate’s generously padded hips, the combination of Gabriel’s saliva and Aziraphale’s slick glazed over Crowley’s cock. He could imagine how it felt to be in that position, one he had fucked his own mate in many times. But not today. Today, Aziraphale belonged to someone else, and perhaps Gabriel did as well. His mouth ached with the leftover feeling of being stretched and fucked by Crowley’s cock. Would Aziraphale ache like that when Crowley was done with him?
Aziraphale looked over at Gabriel as he was being railed by Crowley. “You’re being so good, darling,” he said. Somehow, the praise made Gabriel blush more than the filthy activities he was currently witnessing. “Obeying your alpha and not touching yourself. Should we let him come with us, alpha?”
Crowley grunted. “He has been very well behaved.” He paused, studying Gabriel’s engorged, neglected cock. Gabriel ached to touch it, gripping the arms of the chair for dear life to keep his hands away. “Tell you what, omega. I’ll let you come if you promise to wait until after we finish, then clean us up after.”
Gabriel nodded eagerly. He felt like he’d agree to anything to get to come at this point. He stroked his cock at last, keeping his touch slow and light so he didn’t come before them.
He didn’t have to wait much longer, as Crowley’s movements grew more erratic, signaling that his climax was approaching. His knot slid inside Aziraphale, who cried out in ecstasy. Gabriel could see his mate’s body shaking from a long climax. Crowley soon followed, filling Aziraphale with his come to the point where it was dripping down his thighs. Gabriel eagerly stroked his own cock with one hand and used the other to grip his knot, giving himself the pressure needed to send him over the edge. It didn’t feel as good as Aziraphale’s hole clenching around it, but that wasn’t for him tonight, so his hand would have to do.
Once Crowley’s knot slipped out of Aziraphale, Gabriel crawled onto the bed and did the cleanup he’d promised. First, he licked Crowley’s now limp cock clean, then Aziraphale turned onto his back so Gabriel could lick the mixture of spend and slick that had dripped down his thighs. He then stuck his tongue into Aziraphale’s hole, something he had done many times before, but never with another alpha’s come in the mix. Aziraphale’s thighs soon quaked around Gabriel’s head as he climaxed again.
“Was that everything you wanted, darling?” Aziraphale asked Gabriel as they showered afterwards.
“It was,” Gabriel replied.
After showering, they fell asleep in the king sized bed, with Aziraphale in the middle and his alphas on either side. Gabriel clung to his mate’s soft body, looking forward to more adventures with Crowley on the remainder of their holiday.