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DEXX is a group created solely of Alphas. Loved by fans. Made to spite another music label.
DEXX, all kind of haphazardly thrown together but they still managed to make it one of the best.
Except… 2 members in particular have a hard time getting along. Always getting annoyed by the other and fighting any chance they get. The other members always having to stop the fight.
“Tee, what did I say about leaving your clothes in MY laundry basket.” Por looks at Teetee with an annoyed look.
“Hrm… Not sure? Care to re-share?” Teetee says with a knowing grin on his face teasing Por once again, like always.
Por’s face contorts into something akin to irritation, “Ugh can you just stop and do as I ask?? Is it so hard to put your own stuff in your own shit?!?” He says with hatred in his eyes, staring Teetee down.
Por is already on edge this morning meaning the rest of today is gonna be shit and it’s all thanks to the Alpha named Teetee sitting in the living room with a grin on his face.
Por gets along perfectly well with everyone else in the group besides him. I mean come on—they’re all alphas!! How is it that they don’t have the bond their second genders give them. Is it because they’re both dominant ones???
“Oh yeah that! Hrm not sure, can’t care enough to put it in my own. Will get washed all the same anyway.” He says with a face as if he isn’t the least bit amused catching a whiff of the other Alphas pheromones getting more bitter. The scent turning from an ocean spray to a rainy day.
Por doesn’t even fight anymore not wanting to give him any more amusement as he storms back in the bathroom and fixes up the misplacement.
The group has an important event to attend today and Por can’t let this make his day bad.
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The group named DEXX containing members: James, Yim, Tutor, Auau, Por, and Teetee, are currently getting ready in the changing room for a fanmeet.
Por can still feel the heat from the anger in him from earlier, he’s usually able to forget about it like always because he knows Teetee just wants to mess with him for his own amusement.
His pheromones still a tad bitter and the others can slightly smell it too, they don’t pay it any mind knowing fully well who irritated him.
Por feels a breath of air behind his neck and he goes to slap his hand on it. Turning around only to see the face of someone he despises. None other than Teetee.
“What? You still hung up on this morning? Jeez, learn to chill.” Teetee says with a smirk. Teasing him like always knowing exactly how to push his buttons.
“You-“ before Por can finish his sentence, the staff tell the group it’s time for them to start getting ready to head out.
Por tries to calm himself and starts making his way out.
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Passing through the long halls of the establishment behind Teetee.
Por watches as the Alpha in front of him walks with confidence. It pisses him off. He wishes he could slap the grin off his face. The way he can smell the orangey—pinewood pheromones turn more citrusy when he’s delighted with himself.
Speaking of an orangey—pinewood scent. It smells strong, like, really strong. Suddenly, while deep in his thoughts he stumbles into the broad back of Teetee.
“Tee— what the fuck why’d you-“ Por starts and then immediately stops as he smells the scent get abnormally stronger with him just standing there unmovable like he’s turned into a statue.
In disbelief, “No way. Tee are you—?” Por grabs the taller’s shoulder and spins him around to face his way.
Fuck.
Teetee is 100% starting his rut.
Por has seen the schedules and his rut isn’t supposed to start until 2 weeks from now. It’s way too early.
Por doesn’t say anything more. He grabs Teetee’s arm and drags him back down the hallway looking for any empty rooms. Something to stop the smell from stinking up the hallways. A room with ventilation.
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Por manages to find a room and shoves Teetee inside. Making sure no one is around before closing and locking the door behind him. Turning around and facing the issue.
“What the hell is going on??? Don’t you still have another 2 weeks until your rut period?!?” Por asks with a concerned voice.
“Fuck like I know, ugh… my throat is dry.” Teetee says trying to stay as level headed as possible.
Por knows that feeling. The feeling of desperately wanting to drink an omegas slick. The feeling of overwhelming thirst that can’t be quenched.
“We need to get you out of here I’ll text our manager and let him know what’s up.” Por says taking his phone out and facing away from Teetee waiting for their manager to pick up.
DEXX Manager: “Por? Where are you?? The event starts in 15 minutes!”
Por: “…Teetee’s rut came early, he can’t go and I’m sure I probably smell like an alpha in rut by now even if it’s not my own.”
DEXX Manager: “So early??? Shoot… It’s alright. I’ll tell the others what’s up. Make sure he gets in the van I’ll have coming to pick both of you up soon to bring him to the safe house and you to the apartment.”
Por: “Yes sir.”
Por ends the call and before he can even turn around to face Teetee again he feels a wetness on his neck. Right where his scent gland is. Right where both alphas and omegas are most sensitive.
He shudders and slaps his hand on his neck once again. Turning to face Teetee inches away from his face. Visibly out of it. His rut engulfing him almost fully. Dangling onto reason.
Suddenly, Teetee practically jumps him and starts aiming to lick more of his neck. Por immediately stops him by grabbing his face with one hand, “Hey! Chill out, I’m not an omega.”
Teetee is out of it. So obviously out of it that Por notices the bulge in his pants.
Fuck. They can’t leave the establishment with Teetee looking like this.
Por thinks for a moment
‘No pills on me…’
…
He comes to a conclusion.
“Tee, are you okay with me touching?” Por says while pointing at the obvious hard on in his pants.
Teetee almost looking like he’d say yes to anything right now and nods once.
Por doesn’t waste any time. He unbuttons then zips down the fly of his pants. Reaching into the pocket of heat and pulling Teetee’s cock out.
Teetee immediately shudders and groans. Por jerks him off at the speed he’d usually jerk himself off with. Trying different ways to make the erection go away faster.
Teetee grips onto Por’s shoulders as he starts moving his hips along with the rhythm Por has set his hand at. Moaning into the air between them.
“Hurry up and come so we can get the hell out of here.” Por says with furrowed brows.
“Nnggghh… P’Por faster, please…” Teetee groans out. Por’s eyes widening never had he seen Teetee come undone like this.
Por looks around for no actual reason more like just trying to stay in touch with reality. He swallows his saliva and picks up the pace. Teetee’s moans increasing and his hips fucking up right into Por’s hand.
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5 minutes pass and Por is already getting tired. Alphas are supposed to have lots of stamina but this other alpha was not letting up. Still going at it in the hole of his hand like an animal.
“Tee. How much long-“ Unable to finish his sentence as he feels a hand grab onto his arm and turn him around.
“??!? Tee?? What’re you doing???” Por says while both his hands get pinned behind his back and his face shoved against the nearest wall of this tiny room.
Teetee’s chest pressed against his back and his hard cock trembling against him.
Teetee grabs both of Por’s arms again and pins them up against the wall over his head with one arm.
“Tee… calm down you’ll regret it when you’re in your right mind again!” Por says warning Teetee.
He feels Teetee’s hand caress the skin under his shirt. Gripping Por’s waist and riding his shirt up as he explores the others torso.
Teetee’s hand reaches back down again and making it to the belt buckle resting at Por’s navel. He easily yanks out the belt and starts taking his pants down.
“Ugh, hey- Tee, come back to your senses for a moment will you???” Por says with a hushed voice scared that someone will hear them from outside. 100% not wanting to be caught in this situation.
Teetee let’s go of Por’s pants as he successfully removes them from blocking Por’s long legs. All that’s left being his underwear. Por sighs out in relief hoping Teetee finally realizes he’s trying to fuck an Alpha instead of an omega that his body craves for.
Por’s breath hitches as he feels something hot and slick slide between his thighs.
“Teetee?” Por says his name almost like a question. Like is he really about to overstep this boundary? I mean, did they already overstep when he suggested jerking the other off? He doesn’t know anymore.
It hits Por.
The way Teetee sniffed his neck earlier while he was still irritated. Leaving his dirty laundry in his own that could potentially mix their scents together…
Teetee has been slowly going into rut since this morning. Now it all makes sense.
Por is suddenly snapped out of his running thoughts and feels a hand press down on his shoulder blade.
“Sorry..” A breathy whispered apology spoken into Por’s ear as Teetee immediately starts pounding between his thighs.
“Ugh!! Tee mngh..! Hold on a moment!” Por says as his body presses hard against the wall with every push of Teetee’s hips.
Every time Teetee thrusts forward—Por’s hips hit the brick wall hard sending a bruising pain. It being covered by pleasure from the way Teetee’s cock caresses his own. Unable to tell the difference between pain and pleasure.
The younger’s pheromones are encasing the room quickly. Por’s lungs are practically full of Teetee. Head getting fuzzy feeling the dominant pheromones from the other alpha.
“Phi…” Teetee gasps out. Licking up the side of Por’s neck. Por feels Teetee’s hands on his waist, caressing the bruised hips causing Por to wince.
Suddenly, warm fingers make their way under the band of Por’s boxers. Sliding them down slowly.
Por stops Teetee’s hands halfway. “Tee please… ugh it hurts.” Referring to his bruised hips.
Teetee doesn’t listen, unable to listen. His head full of chantings about wanting to breed his omega. To fill his omega with his knot. To drink his omegas slick until the very last drop.
Except Por isn’t an omega. Yet somehow Teetee’s Alpha can’t render that.
Por’s boxers drop down along where his pants are currently sitting at his feet. Por can’t move. He doesn’t dare to move. Alphas when in dominant states can make even other Alphas feel threatened. One wrong move could mean betrayal. Especially with an Alpha who is in the same pack as him.
Por’s throat starts to go dry at the way his lungs are intoxicated with Teetee. It’s a myth that Alphas in rut can make other Alphas go into what is called a “phantom rut” if they inhale too much pheromone. Por’s eyes widen at the realization that the myth could be becoming true.
Then there’s a knock on the door.
It knocks Por back to his senses.
They both go silent. Not even their heavy breathing makes a sound.
A voice can be heard from outside the room, “I swear this door was unlocked? Weird, let’s just go look elsewhere…” Por hears the voice get further assuming they’re walking away.
He lets out a deep sigh and looks back at Teetee almost forgetting the situation.
Teetee is standing still like that knock on the door slightly removed him from his trance. Por takes this as an opportunity to turn around and knock some sense into him so they can get themselves to safety.
“Tee? Are you somewhat lucid?” Por asks cupping his face with one hand.
Teetee’s eyes look dazed but manage to look Por in the eye. “Phi…” he lets out in a whisper letting Por know he’s lucid enough to respond.
“Tee, we need to get you out of here. It’s way too dangerous.” Por warns him as he pulls his pants up and buckles them on grabbing his belt that was thrown across the floor.
Por goes to grab Teetee’s pants and buttons him up. Dusting his shoulders off making sure he looks at least a little presentable if they accidentally get caught by any fans on their way to the van.
Por places both hands on either side of Teetee, “Listen carefully. We are going to sneak out back into the van and head to the safe house. So on the count of 3 we are going to run, okay?” Por tells him looking into his eyes.
“Nm.” Teetee responds with a little nod looking like he’s trying his hardest not to fall back into the heat of his rut. Still hard in his pants.
“Okay…. 3… 2… 1!” Por grabs Teetee’s wrist and the door swings open.
Running down the long hallway hand in hand, heading for the garage of cars. First vehicle they see being their escape out of this mess.
Por hurriedly opens the sliding van door and pushes Teetee inside, hopping in right after and slamming it shut.
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Por sits next to Teetee and goes to slide the van divider shut in case the driver isn’t a beta. Not wanting to risk the drivers safety.
Immediately the driver makes their way to the safe house. Por lets out a sigh of relief.
Except his breath catches again when he hears the sound of a grunt to his right. Looking over to see Teetee fondling his hard-on through his pants. Gasping and shuddering. Por can smell the pheromones stink up the van.
Por watches in shock as Teetee pulls down his pants enough to grip his cock in his hand and stroke it.
Teetee stops and looks at Por. His eyes widening when he hears Teetee go “Phi, please…”
Por stares at the neediness of his expression.
…
Fuck it.
Por gets out of his seat and straddles Teetee’s lap. Taking the length in his hand and jerking the other alpha off. Teetee immediately jolts at the rapid pace yet again.
Por’s other hand comes up to Teetee’s mouth to stop any sound from coming out. Muffling the groans and moans. Teetee’s hand flying up to grip onto Por’s waist. Fingers flexing and relaxing.
“Mngh..!” Teetee jolts when Por grips him tighter. Pre-cum beading out. Eyes closed trying to solely focus on the way Por’s warm hand feels on him.
Por feels the hands that were settled on his waist now moving to his ass. Fondling them. Teetee squeezes and grips them. His hips moving upwards with every downstroke of Por’s hand.
“Tch- hands off.” Por goes to grab Teetee’s arm with his free hand and move it. Grabbing him by the wrist and position his hand elsewhere.
Por stills his hand that’s working Teetee’s cock for a moment then looks up. “Instead… touch here.” Por smirks as he places Teetee’s hand on his crotch. Unzipping his own pants.
He looks at Por in the face then back down at the bulge coming through the unzipped pants. All that’s left covering it being Por’s boxers. Teetee doesn’t waste anymore time and digs his hand into and under the band lying around his waist. Pulling the others cock out and stroking it languidly.
Por goes back to stroking Teetee. “Hah… come on. Do it like you mean it—MHNN!”
Teetee doesn’t need to be told twice, gripping his hand tighter around the shaft and picking up the pace. Occasionally swiping his finger over the tip taking the beads of pre-cum to make the slide more easy.
Por’s hips stutter as he moans out. Both of them jerking each other off, relentlessly. Por’s thighs flexing and pushing Teetee’s legs together while trying to close his own by instinct. Both their mouths falling open as they pant heavily.
Por starts mirroring Teetee and fucking into the other alphas hand as well.
“Fffuck—ghh” Por moans out as lots of pre-cum suddenly flows out. You’d think he just orgasmed.
Teetee’s ears were ringing, the only other sound he could hear were the desperate moans coming from Por and the way his alpha instincts kept telling him he needed to impregnate the man sitting on his lap.
An alpha.
“Phi..! Ugh!” Teetee groaned when he felt the others hand grip the base of his slowly flaring knot.
Por smirked at it and chuckled in amusement “Are you seriously knotting outside of an omega and in front of an alpha? You’ve got guts.” Gripping him harder making Teetee groan louder.
Teetee pouts even in his drunken-rut state.
Por feels the others hand leave his cock and his arms wrap around his body. Teetee hugs him tightly around his arms and brings them so close that their dicks are hot and wet against each other.
“T-Tee hold on—UGH! hah..!” Por’s hand stuck in between them still, pulling it away as Teetee starts grinding them together. Thrusting and grinding onto Por’s shaft and clothed stomach. Every thrust up bringing Por’s shirt up, eventually making Teetee’s cock grind onto the bare skin of the other alphas belly.
Por feels the wet hardness on his skin and jolts again. “Hah..! Tee that’s—umngh~~” Teetee’s cock pushing into the top of his belly button with how much force he’s using.
Por can feel the knot forming on the other with every thrust of his hips. Rubbing against his own length. Por brings his hips even closer to get the full experience. Grunting at the newfound ecstasy.
Por has so many things he wants to say. Question the rivalry between them. The days of arguing all fading into this sexual tension they finally let burst. Por’s head is truly doing overtime trying to think of where they both turned the same direction. It all getting stuck in the back of his head when he feels a particularly enthusiastic thrust from Teetee that makes him see a flash of white.
Por shudders, “UMNghhh~” gripping harder onto the car seat sofa behind Teetee’s head. Head thrumming with his own heart beats. Getting closer and closer to release.
“We’re here.” A voice is heard from the intercom connected from the drivers seat to the area behind the dividers.
Por’s eyes shoot open and yanks Teetee’s arms off of him. Fuck he’s practically edging not only Teetee but himself.
“Tee—hah.. let’s get you to somewhere safer.” Pulling Teetee’s pants up and covering his erection while the other shudders at the contact. Putting his own erection tucked in his pants.
Por opens the van door and leads Teetee into the safe house.
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It smells like it’s been cleaned recently. The faint smell of detergent. Por sighs contentedly that he doesn’t have to smell whoever last used it.
He feels arms wrap around his waist and a tongue lap on his nape. Por moans out at the same time Teetee grinds his hips into his backside. Mouthing at his nape making his legs go weak.
Por eventually gets the upper hand and grabs the arms around his waist tearing them off. Turning around and pushing the other alpha towards the wall. Bodies coming together again.
Por pants out, “I know you’re in a rut and all. But don’t get any funny ideas.”
Teetee doesn’t even look or make any gesture that insinuates he listened to anything that was just said, head exploding with lust. The thought of fucking the one in front of him clouding his brain. The thought of him underneath him making his cheeks grow hotter, his alpha becoming hungrier.
“Hey? Are you listening?” Por looks at him in the eyes. He really doesn’t know why he’s trying to speak with someone who’s drunk off his rut. Tsking.
He stares at the other alpha. “On your knees.” Por commands. Releasing his pheromones, the tension getting heavier. Not knowing if this will work.
Teetee visibly weakens. And drops to his knees. Por can’t believe he just successfully commanded a dominant alpha to kneel for him. Excitement bubbling in his chest.
Por reaches into his pants and pulls out his cock. Tapping the tip of it on Teetee’s bottom lip. “Open.” He plans to get back at him for all the times he’s made his life harder.
Teetee hesitates, then opens his mouth. Looking up through his lashes at Por’s face. Even in Teetee’s rut driven mind he can still see the way Por has become fully enthralled in this situation. Panting with excitement. Lifting his shirt up while he taps his dick on his lips.
When Teetee opened up. Por didn’t waste any time getting inside. Shoving deep, making Teetee gag.
“Hah… fuck.” Por didn’t think it’d be this good. Feeling rewarded. Grabbing Teetee’s head and fucking into the wetness of his mouth.
Teetee grips Por’s legs to ground himself. Gagging every time the tip hits the back of his throat. A bruise surely to form.
Por suddenly smirks with half lidded eyes, staring at the way Teetee takes him. “Not looking…. hah… so h-high and mighty now.”
Looking up with maddening eyes. Not exactly thrilled to be the one giving head. Meanwhile Por is heavily getting off on this.
The one on his knees swallows down a gag when Por thrusts so far down it curves into his throat. The latter shuddering at the feeling. Moaning out as he moves his hands to get a better grip on the younger’s head.
The taller moves his hands from Por’s thighs to the swell of his ass. Caressing and squeezing over his pants. Por’s hips stuttering and then picking up pace as he inches closer to orgasm. Head feeling sticky from how strong Teetee smells of rut.
So focused on the way his cock feels inside of Teetee’s mouth, not noticing how the younger’s hands pull down his pants and boxers. Exposing skin.
Por gasps when he feels Teetee’s fingers prod at his hole. Lost in the way his front feels he can’t care for what’s happening in the back.
The younger doesn’t push in, just continuously rubs around the rim, teasing the older.
“Ffffuck… Tee I-I’m—“ Teetee removes his mouth from Por and stands up surprisingly quick. Por not even getting a chance to notice how he just got edged on orgasm. Being dragged to the bed room of the safe house.
Por gets thrown onto the bed as Teetee immediately climbs up hovering over him. Already making his way to Por’s neck. Unzipping his top as he suckles along his pulse point. The older sighing out a moan at the feeling.
“Tee…” Sighing out his name, no reason behind it. Feeling the way it tastes on his tongue.
Teetee successfully unzips his shirt all the way and removes it from his body. All that’s left is Por’s belt and pants.
Working his way through the belt loops. Throwing the belt somewhere off to the side. Nothing interrupting them now. Nothing to tell them they need to stop. Just sheer heat.
The room stinks of Teetee. Por can barely breathe right with how it reeks of rut. The smell of a dully-sweet citrus and pinewood smell filling his lungs.
The younger sits up and plants his body in between Por’s legs. “Hah… Tee hold on for a moment.” He says when he feels the other alpha start grinding onto him.
“Ugh… are you planning to fuck me?” Por asks, genuine concern on his face. His body wasn’t made to take an alpha.
Teetee doesn’t respond to that. Unbuttoning his pants instead and yanking them off. Making Por yelp at the suddenness.
All that’s left being his poorly worn boxers. His dick already out and saliva slicked.
About to yank off the boxers too when he was suddenly thrown on his back and placed underneath Por.
Pinned beneath him, “Don’t—hah.. get ahead of yourself.” Pulling Teetee’s shirt off and over his head. Throwing it somewhere, now discarded on the floor.
Placing his hands on Teetee’s pecs as he leans down and mouths at his pulse points, earning a groan from the younger.
“Just ‘cause you’re in a rut doesn’t mean I’m here to play omega.”
Por drags his hands down form his pecs, over his stomach. Reaching the hem of the other alphas pants. Unbuttoning them and taking them off with an aggravatingly slow pace.
The way Teetee was so hard in his boxers. Already so wet and thirsty for whatever he’s able to receive. Panting heavily underneath Por.
Checking out the brown haired boy from head to toe. Watching as his body twitches in hunger. The way he’s so patiently waiting for Por to give him something even in his rut induced drunk mind. Shivering at the thought of how good he’s being for him. The dominant alpha side of him extremely pleased.
“Phi… please.” Teetee grits out through his teeth.
“So desperate.” Por finally leans down again and brings him into a kiss. Bringing his hand to the other’s face. Opening his mouth manually and licking inside. Groaning at the feeling of their tongues mixing.
Por’s unoccupied hand travels down to Teetee’s boxers. Finding his way underneath them and taking out his cock. The younger shuddering out a needy moan.
Teetee’s legs pull up and around Por’s waist. Bringing their bodies close together. Cocks bracketing each other. The touch making both alphas groan out.
Por brings his hand to Teetee’s mouth.
“Open.”
Immediately obeying, Teetee opens his mouth wide. Letting Por stick 2 fingers inside. Closing his lips around them as he tastes Por’s skin. Licking them in his mouth. Por getting high off the way he doesn’t break eye contact while doing so.
Por removes his fingers, the same fingers making their way down the others trembling body and underneath his boxers again. Pulling them off leaving him bare.
Sitting back on his heels. Looking up to Teetee. Circling the rim of his ass, “…Can I?” Unsure if he wants to go so far.
Teetee breathes in with a shudder, nodding his head shyly. He doesn’t know if he as an alpha should even want something like this.
“I’m… I don’t know if I’m making the right call.” Teetee stutters out.
Por presses his fingers at the entrance, “I’ll make it right.”
Feeling one slick finger enter inside him slowly. Gasping sharply. His pheromones escaping him and swarming Por.
The older swears he’s getting high off the other’s rut pheromones. The scent must be getting to his head.
Reaching until the last knuckle. Pulling back out slowly before adding a second one and diving back in. The stretch a little wider causing Teetee to twitch in his hold.
“P’Por…”
Por looks up, “Hmn?”
“Faster.”
A look of surprise finds Por’s face, letting an airy chuckle out. “So good for me.” He says before picking up the pace. Causing Teetee’s breath to hitch.
Feeling the way Por’s long fingers enter and exit. Scraping against his insides making Teetee feel oddly aroused.
Por pauses and adds a third finger. The stretch causing a slight soreness. The younger reaching for Por’s arm to both ground himself and—
“P’Por… deeper.”
—Pushing Por’s hand deeper inside causing him to moan.
Por feels his head get heated up. The fact a dominant alpha is letting him take him. Letting him be the one that makes him come undone. The trust is causing him to feel lightheaded with swirling feelings.
“Tee… I can’t anymore. Please, can I put it inside?” Por pants out, grabbing his length and stroking it once.
Teetee shudders, giving one small nod before bringing a hand to his mouth.
Por doesn’t waste any more time. Head whipping to the nightstand nearby the bed. Rummaging through the drawer finding a box of condoms. Ripping it open with his teeth then rolling the pre-lubed up rubber on. Lining himself up, pushing in slowly.
Teetee groans out in both pain and pleasure at the unbearable stretch. Too horny to care.
Por pauses halfway, letting out a pant. “Tee…hah loosen up a bit.” Grabbing underneath where Teetee’s knees bend and lifting them, pushing to fold them towards the younger’s body.
“Umnggh—hah Phi!” The angle change hitting a spot inside causing him to tremble.
Por’s head shoot’s up, “Here?” He rubs that same spot, pushing into it properly.
“Uhm! Ugh—mngh!!” Biting his hand to muffle the sounds. Suddenly feeling too exposed. The heat of his rut out of the question at this point. Somehow sober enough to take in the insanity of his situation. The thought of letting an alpha take him finally register. His alpha now registering there was no omega.
Por smirks and positions his legs to a more comfortable position. Pushing in further when he feels Teetee relax for a split moment. Teetee arching off the bed feeling the way Por’s hips meet him flushed against his body.
“Hah..! Fuck, Tee. Is it alright for you?” Rubbing his hands along his thighs to soothe him.
Teetee removes his hand from his mouth and moves his hands to his sides, gripping the sheets underneath. “Mn.” He says with a nod. Tears forming in his eyes at the arousal.
“I’ll start, okay?” Already fighting the urge to fuck into him relentlessly. Not wanting to scare him.
Slowly pulling out, the agonizing drag. Watching the way he exits the younger. Seeing how deep he really was inside of Teetee. Fuck. He can’t believe this is actually happening.
Por moves unexpectedly and thrusts back in rather quickly all the way to the hilt. Teetee gasping loudly with a moan.
“Ha—aah! Mngh~~!”
Gripping the sheets harder, back arching ferociously off the mattress. Toes curling.
Por breaths out, even he himself didn’t think it’d take such little force to slide back in. Unable to register the strength he’s currently using.
“Phi..!” Teetee moans out loud for no actual reason.
“S-sorry, I’ll go slower.”
Teetee shakes his head at that, “You can go faster, it feels fine.” His hand trailing down his body, resting on his navel right where Por is deep inside him.
‘Holy fuck.’ Is the last thing Por renders in his head before he thrusts into him hard. Quickly using a pace that makes them both see stars.
Teetee grips the sheets above his head. The way he’s being jostled. The fact his alpha hates it but his body loves it so much. The feeling of going against the norm making him more aroused than he should be. The rut definitely playing part in it.
“Hah, Tee...Mngh~ N’Tee.” Por moans out, his hips moving in an unfaltering rhythm. Moving his hands from Teetee’s thighs to his hips. Gripping them tightly.
“P’Por! Hghh!! P’Por~!” Thanking himself for all the times he purposefully made Por angry, leading him to where he is now. A newfound ecstasy he’s more than happy to welcome.
Por licks his lips. Noticing that with every thrust, Teetee’s legs start to grow closer together. Like he’s trying to hold back whatever is begging to release.
“Tee…“ he grabs Teetee’s cock and strokes it in time with his thrusts. Teetee swears he sees fireworks start exploding beneath his eyelids. Groaning at the dual sensation.
“Mmfuckk—! Phi!!” Legs trembling. The knot outside of an omegas body that’s been pleading with his alpha to be released. Now about to knot outside and infront of the other dominant alpha in front and inside of him. The thought alone making him shudder.
Slowly coming to the edge of paradise. His moans growing ever so louder with each stroke on his cock and each stroke against his prostate. Trembling in Por’s hold.
Teetee grips the olders wrist that’s laced around his hipbone. “I’m—cum—!!” Releasing in full body shocks. The knot releasing along with it. Completely dropping all over his torso.
Por watches in both awe and disbelief. Never had he seen someone so aroused that they’d literally knot outside their body. Not even in any porno he’s ever come across. His head blowing up with heat as he feels himself near the edge too. Continuously fucking into the still releasing dominant alpha underneath him.
Grunting as he feels his release fill up the condom. Panting out shakily. Removing himself and the condom from Teetee. Moving to lay down next to the spent boy. Giving him some space to come down from his high.
The room filled with rut pheromones and the sound of heavy panting slowing down.
“…Phi.”
Por looks over.
“My… my rut isn’t gone yet.” He says rather shyly, as if it took him a bit of courage to say even after what they’d just done.
Por looks up at the ceiling, thinking for a moment.
“Do you… also wanna try? On me?” Por asks curiously.
Teetee whips his head at that directly staring into Por’s eyes. “You’d let me?” He asks like he didn’t just receive permission.
“Only feels fair. After I took advantage of the situation and made you bottom during your rut.” He says with a tiny smirk.
Teetee corrects him, “Nobody is being taken advantage of. I let you do it. Don’t think that I didn’t want this, please.”
Eyebrows slightly lifting, Por’s expression a little softer. “You’ve wanted this?”
Teetee nods. “In all honesty Phi, You’re really really cute. Waayyyyy too cute for a dominant alpha.” He sends a wide toothy smile Por’s way.
Por hits his shoulder before getting up from his laying position.
“Oh really now?” A teasing smirk rests on his face. Moving to saddle on top of the younger. Grinding his hips down onto the already growing rut-induced erection.
“Ugh..!” Teetee groans out.
“Let’s see if you can last being the giver.”
Por places one hand on Teetee’s thigh to hold himself up. Leaning back a little before putting two fingers inside his mouth. Swirling his tongue around them seductively, putting a play on for just Teetee to watch.
Feeling a sense of victory when he sees how Teetee goes quiet and watches with a red tint slowly growing on his face.
Removing his fingers and moving them down, down where the rim of his ass is perfectly displayed for the younger to see perfectly. Rubbing in tantalizing circles before pushing his fingers inside his own body.
Sighing out as one enters. He’d never before touched himself like this. Not sure if he’s even doing it correctly. Only the basic idea being put to use.
Por stops when he feels a hand grasp his wrist.
“Let me.” Teetee looks up with pleading eyes.
Por hesitates for a moment before removing his hand and placing the hand on the other bare thigh behind him.
Leaning back further to give Teetee better access. Breath hitching when he feels a finger breach.
Slowly sliding in. Feeling the way Por clenches around the singular digit. Head feeling muddy. The heat from his rut partially to blame.
“P’Por… you’re so beautiful.” Placing his other hand on Por’s bare thigh, small circling strokes from his thumb caressing it.
Reaching all the way to his last knuckle. Pulling in and out slightly, just to see, just to get a look at what is soon to come.
The way Por’s chest rises and falls. The skin on his sleek muscles glistening with sweat. Teetee takes the time he has and takes in the heaving beauty atop him. If he someone told him this morning he’d be getting fucked by this bandmate and then fucking him back. He’d call them insane in the head and call the cops.
But seriously, why is the man in front of him so seducing???
“Tee.”
Teetee looks up.
“You’re staring, do something, hm?” He says, slightly pushing himself further on the finger inside him.
Teetee breathes in harshly. taking his finger out and adding the second one in. The stretch making Por’s face go from expressionless to slightly intrigued. The stringing soreness at his bottom making him gasp.
Rubbing a continuous circle on his thigh, Teetee moves his digits in and out of Por. Seeing and feeling how Por gets used to it. Adding a third when he thinks he’s ready.
Teetee honestly has no clue what he’s doing. Mirroring what Por had done to him in hopes of the older feeling aroused from it.
“Hah… Tee.” Por grabs the hand that’s been moving in and out of his body. “Put it in.”
The sentence washes over Teetee like a spell. Immediately removing his fingers and reaching lower to position his dick correctly.
Por reaches for the box of condoms and slides one onto Teetee before lifting himself and feeling the tip prod at his entrance.
Gulping at the view. At the fact that this is about to happen. Unable to form a single coherent thought.
Por slowly lets himself down on Teetee, pushing the length of the other alpha inside him. Gasping at the stretch.
Teetee grips Por’s thighs as he watches him slide down. The pressure agonizing. The warmth around where he’s already burning making him go insane.
Por pauses halfway, just to give himself a second to breathe. “You… you are really way too big.” He says before moving his hands to shift the weight on Teetee’s pecs then suddenly shoving himself down and letting a loud moan rip out of his throat.
Teetee groans out a moan at the sudden move. The grip on Por’s thighs making the skin underneath his palms turn red.
“Umngh, Phi. Forgive me.” Teetee reaches up to Por’s hips, gripping them hard before slamming Por down to fully sit on him.
Por let out a guttural moan, throwing his head back as his legs trembled. Looking down at the boy underneath him with a glare.
“Phi, you really are so cute.” Just as he said that, he gripped his hips again, bending his legs for leverage and fucked up into his body. The older’s mouth gaping as an endless stream of moans left him.
The younger alpha so stupidly big he doesn’t even need to search for his prostate. A constant ripple of arousal coursing through him at every punch to his literal gut.
“Haghhh… Tee!” Por grits through his teeth, strands of his hair falling over his face as he gets pounded into.
Por reaches for his erection and starts stroking. Gasping out. Teetee watching the scene in front of him, truly beautiful.
“P’Por… Ghh—I’m close..!” Teetee closes his eyes as he quickens his pace, legs starting to tremble as he feels himself inch closer to orgasm.
In the haze, Por grabs the bare thighs behind him and stops Teetee from fucking up into him.
Leaning back on the Teetee’s thighs once again and laying one of his feet on his pec while the other sits beside his hip. “Not until I’m satisfied.”
Por brings himself down in and excruciatingly fast motion causing them both to moan out in a gasp. Fucking himself on Teetee’s cock.
The scene alone about to make the younger cum right then and there. Holding back as best as he can. Gritting his teeth and grabbing the sheets with one hand and the other around the ankle of Por.
“Ugh! Tee..! Hah!” Por moans out. Moving his position so he can fully focus on getting himself off. Both feet on either side of Teetee’s body, leaning back and fucking himself harder.
“Phi—I can’t… it’s too much!” Teetee scrambles, thrashing against the mattress, holding onto whatever he can so that he doesn’t cum. Legs trembling in and out trying to not fuck up into him.
Por can feel himself nearing the edge. Stopping his movements before fully sitting on Teetee’s length. Grinding onto it as he strokes himself at a pace even he didn’t know he had been desperate for.
Legs trembling inward as he feels the orgasm start to ripple through his body. The younger also letting out trembled shocks when he sees Por finally let go.
Gasping as streams of white paint the boy underneath him. Feeling the jolts of Teetee’s cock as he fills the condom deep inside him.
Stroking himself through the orgasm. Coming to a stop once the overstimulation starts. Panting hard as he falls forward on top of the other. The remnants of what they’d just done sticky between their bodies.
Catching their breath. Listening to Teetee’s heartbeat as it slows down.
“Phi…”
Por closes his eyes and breathes in before speaking, “Mn?”
“Can we go again?”
Por lifts his head and looks at Teetee in the face. “Only if you promise to be good. Your rut is no excuse.”
Teetee nods his head enthusiastically. Switching their positions before entering a night of no sleep and pure arousal.
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Por opens his eyes to the sunset shining through the safe house window. Utterly sore and bitten all over. A heavy weight on his chest as he looks down to see their youngest band members head placed on his chest deeply asleep.
Por sighs out and groggily reaches for his phone. Seeing an insane amount of notifications from their manager. Asking about his whereabouts and why he never showed up to the bands shared condo.
Looking at the date and time. They went at it for the whole night that it’s already sunset the next day.
Putting his phone back down on the nightstand. Placing his arms around Teetee and pulling him closer before falling back asleep. A little rest before heading back wouldn’t hurt. Especially when the younger was sleeping so peacefully.