At First Blush

Chapter 11

Some part of Julian's brain knew that this was probably not the best idea in the world. But that part had lost rights when sensibility and logic had led him to seeing Jax kiss Ollie. Julian liked Jax. The young Alpha was good company. But damn if he hadn't wanted to rip Jax off of Ollie and throw him out the nearest window.

He had nearly gone out of his skin in the time it took for Ollie to leave looking like Julian had slapped him and when Jax had left. He'd dashed out, praying that Ollie hadn't gone far. His nose had led him to the first-floor men's room. God, Ollie smelled like heaven. Sweet, warm, a little like baked goods. Julian just wanted to wallow in his scent.

As Ollie tipped his head back, Julian bent his head, sliding his tongue along Ollie's soft, creamy skin. He sucked on Ollie's Adam's Apple, tonguing the pulse point fluttering in his neck. He dragged lips, tongue, and teeth along Ollie's throat, rubbing his stubble along Ollie's skin, listening to him moan at the erotic scrape. He could feel Ollie's fingers clenching his waist, his legs shifting side to side as if not sure to wrap around Julian or not.

Julian decided to take the lead and he hefted Ollie into his arms, swallowing his gasp as he kissed him. They hadn't kissed the entire time they had been together last time. Julian had done that on purpose; it was one thing to rub one out during a Heat, it was something completely different to do something as intimate as tangling their tongues, their breath.

He licked into Ollie's mouth, savoring the warm heat. Ollie tasted like coffee and something sweet. Julian sucked on his lips, his tongue, while Ollie moaned and shivered against him. Reaching down, he pressed Ollie's leg closer, encouraging him to really wrap his legs around Julian's waist.

"God, you feel so good," he murmured, breaking away from Ollie's sinful mouth for air.

Ollie's face was flushed pink, his gaze hooded with lust. He sucked his kiss swollen bottom lip into his mouth, rolling it out as he bit it. Julian's breath caught as he rocked forward. This was all him, and Ollie. No Heat. It was exhilarating.

"Touch me, Juls. I've felt so empty without you inside me," Ollie said, and Julian's knees nearly went out from under him. Jesus Fuck. Where had this shy little Omega learned to flirt so well?

He leaned in, sucking on Ollie's Scent Gland. "Yours or mine?" He asked, smirking against Ollie's neck.

Ollie gasped, rocking against Julian, closing his eyes. "I want to taste you. Please, Juls."

Well then. Julian let go of Ollie's legs, spinning him, dropping the boy's jeans in a quick, practiced motion. Not that he made a habit of debauching students in the school bathroom. Sometimes circumstances did not allow for much maneuvering room, so it really paid to be able to navigate in close quarters. It'd be easier if they were having sex and taking up almost the same space. But no. Julian refused to take Ollie on the stall wall of a bathroom. For the first time at least. Future quickies? Absolutely.

He reached around, taking Ollie's cock in his hand. They both moaned at the contact. He tugged gently as his other hand fumbled with his belt and zip. He got them open and shimmied his jeans down. Thank God for jeans. If he'd worn slacks this would not go as well. Plus, cum stains were a bitch to get out of wool.

He moved his hand off of Ollie's cock, and closed his eyes as he slid his hand into the warm, inviting heat of Ollie's ass. His fingers stroked up and down his crack, loving that his hand was already coated in Ollie's Slick. Ollie made an impatient noise that made Slick threaten to drip down his legs and shoved his ass back. Julian laughed softly, leaning forward to kiss Ollie's hair.

Then he circled Ollie's entrance, tested it gently, then slipped two fingers inside. Ollie made a keening noise that Julian would be thinking about in the shower for months, and rocked against Julian, fucking himself on Julian's fingers. Julian leaned forward, sucking on Ollie's skin, licking his Scent Gland, his teeth catching on Ollie's earlobe. They both panted harshly in unison as Julian built up a rhythm.

He reached back, slipping his hand into his own underwear, teasing his own hole while his fingers eased in and out of Ollie's tight, soft channel. It felt almost too good to be real. He added in a third finger and Ollie's breathing sped up, his hips rocking harder, his hand slipping off the stall wall to wrap around his own cock as he jerked himself. Julian propped his chin on Ollie's shoulder, looking down at Ollie touching himself in time to Julian fucking him with his fingers. If the angle had been a little different, he could have finger fucked himself too, but for now, he settled with scooping Slick onto his fingers and bringing his hand around to feed it to Ollie.

"Open for me, baby," he purred in Ollie's ear, watching as his Slick and Ollie's drool dripped down onto Ollie's hand that was still wrapped around his cock. He now had his fingers in both Ollie's mouth and hole, fucking them in an alternating rhythm that had Ollie thrusting hard into his own hand. Fucking hell. He was going to come just from finger fucking this baby Omega. There was nothing he could do about it either. There was no way he'd give up the wet heat of Ollie's mouth, his tongue slippery and curling around Julian's fingers in an obscene way. And fuck if he was going to pull his fingers out of Ollie's now gaping, wet hole that took his fingers so well, Julian was dying to see how well it took a cock.

He sped up, fucking Ollie on both ends even harder, and he leaned his forehead against the back of his head, closing his eyes as he listened to the sound of Ollie getting closer. He could feel it. It felt so fucking good. He could really get used to this.

With one last thrust, he felt it. After spending hours memorizing Ollie's body, he knew exactly when he tipped over. Julian spun Ollie around, dropping to his knees and sealing his lips over Ollie's cock as he came. He felt Ollie fist his fingers through his hair, and that was it for him. He came in his pants like a damn teenager, and he wasn't even sorry.

He swallowed the last of Ollie's release, and stood, pulling Ollie's pants up, tucking him away. He risked a glance at Ollie, and nearly came all over again at the little smirk of satisfaction that curled his pretty pink lips, drool and Slick stringing from his mouth, his gaze hooded and gleaming. He was an Omega well and truly sated. Jesus Christ. He'd done that. Him. Julian, an Omega, had given another Omega that fucked-out, blissed-out expression. Damn.

He leaned in, licking the drool and Slick off of Ollie's face before sucking his lips in for another kiss. Ollie kissed him back sweetly, softly, and Julian's head spun.

"On a scale of one to ten, how much do I smell like sex?" Ollie murmured against his lips, and Julian had to smile.

"Ten, baby. It's a good smell on you." He answered, leaning to lick at Ollie's Scent Gland.

"I'm not involved with Jax. I wanted to make you jealous." Ollie said, and Julian looked up. Ollie looked so serious suddenly, his blue eyes thoughtful as he stared at Julian.

Julian sighed, pushing his fingers through Ollie's thick gold curls. "I figured." He fell silent a moment, then smirked. "It worked."

Ollie smiled again, this one softer and Julian felt it like a kick to the chest. Ollie had no business smiling like that after being fucked in a bathroom stall. He leaned forward, brushing a soft kiss against Julian's cheek. "I'm glad you still wanted me, Juls. I'll see you around campus."

With that, he slipped out of the stall, leaning Julian feeling a little off kilter. He'd just fucked a baby Omega in the Literature Building bathroom and come in his pants. The cooling cum was sticky and gross in his underwear, but Julian couldn't bring himself to care. There were bigger things on his mind. Such as what the actual fuck was he doing?