|Thoughest Alpha and Cutest Omega|Detroit Become Human|

Chapter 6: Drinking Game, Part 2

Hank took the cards and shuffled them quickly before dealing. One pair again, but it was the best he got. You counted and at the mark, both of you smacked your cards down. He had his pair and you had nothing but one Jack. You frowned. "Shit looks like I lost."

"Tough luck." The Lieutenant smiled and you grinned as you filled your glass.

"Bottoms up!" You said and quickly downed your drink. You shuffled the cards and Hank won that round with three of a kind and next with the highest card. You were also stubbornly taking your shots, so by the fifth game that you lost to Hank yet again, he was sure you would tap out.

"You should tap out now."

How were you even sitting? You had been drinking more than him, you were hammered. You frowned and dealt the cards.

"Not done." You stubbornly muttered and dealt another hand. "Gonna win."

Well, the old Lieutenant chuckled and looked at his hand. It took a moment for him to realize that he had a full house. He looked at you and saw you grinning from ear to ear. He felt bold but he was a good man.

"Ten bucks that I win."

Most of the time.

"Double or nothing." You countered and the two of you hit the cards on the table.

"Flush!" You grinned and Hank put down his cards, "Full House!"

"Wait..." You frowned and looked down on your cards. "Which one wins?"

"House wins flush." He replied. You frowned, but you didn't question him. You were about to reach for the bottle's neck but the Lieutenant pulled the bottle away from you. "None for you anymore!"

You frowned. "Wh- What I should-!" You grew silent and Hank was sure you were done for the night. But no, you suddenly reached for your dress' skirt and started to pull the thing over your head.

"Whoa, what the fuck!?" He yelled and quickly averted his eyes and covered them also just to be sure. You laughed, "I lost so if I can't drink I'll strip!"

Shit, Hank hadn't remembered that part of the game, he had been too busy playing cards to actually remember what the losses were.

"Oh shit, I didn't plan this through." You slurred but you were laughing as well so it couldn't be good.

Suddenly something fell on the old Lieutenant's lap and Hank opened his eyes and looked down, only to see your bras on his lap. The man blushed violently and picked the clothing before turning towards you, ready to scold you, but when he saw you he froze.

You had scooted closer to him, sitting right next to him with your hands wrapped around his arm with your chest pushing out, against him and your scent..! Your body must have gone into false heat thanks to your drunken state.

"I did say double or nothing." You grinned with a lopsided smile. God, you smelled delicious. Spicy and warm like a hot cup of pumpkin spice coffee with a nice drop of rum in it. Hank looked you up and down, taking in your curves and heavy breasts...

...Oh no, oh shit! Hank grunted as he felt blood going straight between his legs and his cock got hard beneath the fabric of his jeans. You smiled as you looked down and the man immediately closed his legs so you wouldn't see his hard-on. You giggled drunkenly and reached between his legs to squeeze his thigh way too close to his little Hank.

"Alpha...!" You sighed and Hank's whole body shivered as you leaned closer to him...!

And all of sudden your eyelids fell and you dropped against Hank's body as yours went limp. The Lieutenant quickly grabbed you and supported your head as he laid you down on the couch. He scoffed. So all it took was nearly two bottles of whiskey to take you down.

He looked down on you and sighed before picking you up in bridal style, supporting your head with his shoulder and he carried you to his bedroom. He gently laid you on the bed, but he had to also protect your modesty. Hank took one of his old t-shirts from the closet and slipped it onto you before tucking you in.

Suddenly your eyes flickered lightly open and you gave Hank the smallest and cutest smile he had seen in years.

"Thank you... Hank..." You whispered before closing your eyes and snuggling closer to Lieutenant's pillow.

"Yeah, you sleep here..." Hank grumbled, but he couldn't bring himself to feel any resentment when he saw omega that he liked sleeping like-! Wait? No, he didn't, he couldn't! You were young compared to him you were supposed to be protected and cherished, not be lusted by an old man like him!

Hank left the room and closed it behind him as he marched to the couch and poured himself a glass of leftover whiskey. He downed the drink easily and was about to take another when he caught the whiff of your scent. He looked down and saw your blue dress.

He looked around before he reached for the dress and brought it to his face. He looked at the blue swirls and pressed the dress against his nose so he could inhale your scent. It was so delicious...

A throb between his legs reminded him of the other trouble in hand. Hank cursed as he reached for his belt buckle and undid his pants, quickly yanking them as low as he could, followed by his underwear.

His cock sprang free, tip very red and swollen and Hank didn't waste any more time prolonging his cursed hard-on's existence. He spat on his palm before grabbing his cock and started to furiously jerk himself off. It felt good, having some relief but it didn't feel like the real deal.

He looked at your dress and took another whiff of it, and he couldn't stop the moan that rose from the back of his throat or the way his hand picked up the pace. He remembered how your breasts felt against his arm, the way you looked at him like he was your alpha, and how you whispered his name...!

Hank groaned your name as he came, spurts of his cum flying on his chest and on your dress that loosely hung in his hand. He panted as his hand around his cock slowed down and the realization hit him hard.

"Shit...!" Hank cursed. He had fallen for you.