𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲'𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚 ; johnten

╰► 25: can't get enough

a/n: enjoy some poorly written sexc times

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ten laid down on the bed, letting johnny's hands roam all over his body. his nightgown had been long forgotten on the floor, and instead he was in his garments now, enjoying the feeling of johnny's lips pressed up against his.

it's been an hour and a half and the two had just been cuddling in bed and waited until johnny felt like his rut was finally coming to hit him.

ten moans, quiet and soft when the alpha massages his chest, pinching the rosy buds. he trails down ten's chest with feathery kisses before stopping over ten's right nipple. he sucks and laps at it, earning an even louder moan from the omega.

"h-hah..! gently, please," ten begs, breathless. he's always been one to be more sensitive to intimate touches like this than johnny is. the alpha chooses to ignore his pleads, massaging the other nipple with expert like fingers. he switches from nipple to nipple, sucking and massaging.

it sends ten into a frenzy, raspberries and cream pheromones seeping out of him. "fuck.." he heaves, head falling limp against the pillows. johnny leans back, running his hands, scanning ten's torso. "you're so small...i'm afraid i'll break you.." the alpha says, holding his hips.

ten smiles, brushing his hair back and away from his face to get a clearer view of his alpha.

"you would have to do more to break me," ten tells him in a quiet voice, reassurance hinting in it. he's seen johnny's panicked look when he forgets to take his suppressants sometimes, and ten could only imagine why that would make him freak out so much.

johnny closes his eyes, to collect himself. his rut hasn't fully taken over, and he's still quite sober. "a-are you sure?" ten has never seen johnny look so unsure. the omega smiles warmly, cupping his face. "yes. i'm very sure."

that seemed to be a good enough reassurance that johnny begins to slowly move down ten's body, kissing and touching every inch. he loves the way ten is, despite the fact that some grannies from the market claim that he's malnourished or too skinny. he hates hearing ten cry about how his body looks too feminine than the others, viewing wide hips and thick thighs as some sort of curse all because of a lame beauty standard.

ten seems fo be strong and confident outside, but much like others, he also has a time in a place where all that confidence comes crashing down.

the day after ten's heat, the omega had cried and hid himself because he was embarrassed about having johnny see him. it took alot of kisses ok the forehead and reassurance, but he's gotten better.

even when johnny feels all the blood in his head, he still can't fathom how beautiful ten is. from the silky, raven hair, to his cat-like eyes, sharp and charming, to the gorgeous smile that literally has him falling in love again every second.

slowly, johnny pushes how ten's garments, eyeing the little cock that laid heavy against ten's lower belly, glistening in precum. the omega feels slick slowly dripping out, and he whimpers when johnny's hands make their way around his ass.

the sounds ten makes are hypnotizing. soft, breathy moans that sound like a symphony to johnny's ears.

the alpha goes and wraps his hand around the omega's shaft, his entire hand engulfing it with only the head peeking out. ten moans, high. the omega is thrown off guard, biting his lip when johnny slowly begins to pump his fist, the other hand circling around ten's rim.

"feel good?" johnny asks, looking at ten through hooded eyes. the omega musters the strength to nod, feeling weird. he's been a virgin all his life until his heat had happened and he seemed like he knew what the hell he was doing then.