|Thoughest Alpha and Cutest Omega|Detroit Become Human|

Chapter 22: Trick Or Treat, Part 2

Hank couldn't believe it. How did he exactly end up with a short skirt hanging around his hips? The man grumbled how you had just pulled the skirt from out of nowhere and presented it to him as if you had been offering him a cup of coffee. He was against it, he swears it, but you looked at him with your big shining eyes as you begged him to put it on and Hank felt all the fight in him melt away so he took off his old jeans and put on the short blue skirt.

"You look good." You admitted but Hank didn't miss it how your smile wobbled like you were trying your hardest not to laugh. The old alpha grunted and blushed lightly in humiliation, before looking at you. "This isn't over. Your turn."

"Yes!" You smiled and picked a block and read it out loud. "Mute until next round." And just like that you shut your mouth and grinned. Hank took the hint and picked up a block. "Kiss your partner's best part."

He could feel your eyes focus on him as your smile widened and the old alpha grunted, trying to pinpoint your best part. Meanwhile, you got up and sat next to him on the couch and pointed at yourself. Hank closed his eyes for a moment, trying to think which part of you to kiss when he got it.

The man looked at you and you and grasped your shoulders. He felt you tense underneath his fingers when he leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead. You blinked and looked at him with wide eyes and Hank chuckled. "I like the way you think."

You blinked again before blushing furiously and quickly returning to your own seat. "Cheater, using charm on me like that...!" You grumbled and picked a block and apparently, its text was good because you were smiling.

"Strip." You grinned before standing up and reaching for your pumpkin suit's hem and you pulled the whole thing off with one yank. Hank's eyes widened when he saw what you were wearing. Pitch black corset that pushed your chest up with small pair of black wings on the back and long stocking that made your legs look like they could go for miles.

You must have liked his reaction because you struck a pose like some sort of magical girl Hank had seen in your watch history. "Beware, Lieutenant, because I am the Bat Witch! I'll seduce your righteous mind and turn to the dark side!"

Hank stared at you before he suddenly snorted and choked on a laugh. He just loved how silly and young you would act sometimes. You were smiling like a puppy that was praised and he couldn't take it. You were so easy to make happy, he was truly lucky. You sat down and motioned Hank to take his pick and he did so.

"Drink. How many of these are here?" He asked but you just smiled. The man sighed and poured himself a glass of whiskey and took it down like it was water. He pointed at you with the block before putting it on top of the Jenga tower. You just grinned as you carefully took a block.

"Don't judge me, but..." You read out loud and blushed. Hank raised his eyebrow, interested to hear what kind of cat got your tongue. "But?"

You swallowed and looked the other way, too embarrassed to face your alpha, "Don't judge me, but... I want you to take off your pants..."

"Um..." Hank's head was empty. "I already took off my pants?"

"No, your..." Your blush grew stronger and deeper. "I want you to take your underpants off."

Hank swallowed and choked on his own spit. "What-! Why?"

"Just...!" You pressed your eyes shut. "Do it or don't!"

The old alpha looked at you and then down on his lap and cursed as he stood up and pulled his grey boxers off. Your eyes widened and Hank raised his arms at you. "There."

You looked at him and swallowed the lump in your throat before nodding. The man pulled a very loose block and he felt his eyes widen when he read what was printed on the block.

"Tease your partner's nipples." He repeated and looked at you. "Are you-"

"It's in the rules." You said with a humble smile and you walked up to your alpha and pushed the dark corset down enough to release your breasts. Hank looked down on your twins and it was his time to swallow. He gently took a hold of your breasts and you sighed happily at the contact so he didn't shy away from it either.

He massaged your breasts and you breathed lightly... Until Hank decided to do one better and he leaned in and latched his mouth over your nipple. This drew a gasp out of you, followed by moaning as he sucked your breast like he was expecting for milk to come out.

Hank moaned around his mouthful and this made you moan as his beard tickled your thin skin. He started to fondle and squeeze the breast that wasn't in his mouth and you moaned at the feeling. The alpha decided to change breasts and as he switched, you pushed your fingers into his long grey hair and held him against you, while resting your cheek against the top of his head.

"Feels good..." You sighed and Hank moaned against your chest when he felt his cock starting to harden. The man groaned and tried to willpower himself to stay down, but his cock had other ideas. He could feel the thin and soft fabric of the skirt grace the tip of his cock and your moaning wasn't helping.

"Hank...!" You gasped and the man jolted as your fingers graced the extremely evident bulge under the skirt. Hank pulled his mouth free and groaned as you grabbed the tip of his cock through the skirt and squeezed it.

"This is it...!" You awed with a lust glinting in your eyes as you looked at the bulge like it was your first meal in centuries. The old alpha groaned harder and your hand squeezed his erect cock and his head fell back. You giggled lightly and got on your knees between Hank's legs and looked at his standing cock under his skirt like you were under a spell.

"I've dreamed of this...!" You confessed as you eyed his erection and you licked your lips. "I'm going to devour you."