𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐀'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 | 𝐌𝐱𝐌𝐱𝐌 |

𝐕𝐈

alexithymia
(n.) the inability to express your feelings

• Six •

| Deimos's POV

The adrenaline I felt being deep inside of Micah's tight little hole was satisfying to the max. The way his ass would squeeze around my dick sent me into a world where I wanted to break, destroy and control this little omega.

"D-Deimos, please," his soft whimpers was my favorite song to listen to on repeat. We were both naked, under the covers, in missionary position with me hovering over his tiny body. The sight of him laying underneath me with such lewd expressions had me thrusting into him with force while I covered his mouth, muffling his cries. His eyes rolled to the back of his head while I forced his thighs wide open.

His cock was leaking pre cum between our heated bodies as I lean down and took a nipple in my mouth, holding him place while I pounded my cock into him, causing the bed to shake, colliding against the wall.

This was our second round and I was close to flooding his ass with my seed, very fucking close. His innocent face and petite body, I ravaged it with no remorse. Just watching him beg me to stop hitting that spot he loved sent my dick into a world of chaos; hitting every single inch of his insides as he thrusted his head back against the bed, desperately trying to grab onto anything he could.

"A good fucking omega," I grunted, closing my eyes while I kept plunging my cock further into his hole, slowing the pace once I felt myself close. My dick pulsates and his walls reacted by hugging it with such elasticity.

I removed my hand from over his mouth and he gasped for air with his tongue hanging out of his lips with tears in his eyes. I ran my fingers through his white curls, admiring his beauty. "You're so damn cute, baby."

He blushed at my compliment with those eyes that desired me, felt for me, loved every inch of me and I wouldn't ask for a better boyfriend.

"I-I'm going to r-reach-," he croaked out and I reached my hand between our bodies, wrapping my hand around his cock, pumping him with a quickened pace, twisting my wrist to torture him. "N-Not t-th-," his face was pink as he forced his head back into the bed and released his seed in my hand, moaning out loud.

At this point, I didn't give a fuck if my parents heard. This music and view was worth every second and I reached my ecstasy, thrusting one more time into him, leaning down and smashing my lips into his. His moans filled my mouth while he dug his fingers into my hair, tugging hard. He bucked his hips against me, allowing me to ride out my high into him.

Such a nasty fucking slut for me.

I spread his ass cheeks, dumping my whole load into him while tongue fucking his throat until we both came down from our high.

Micah broke the kiss and fell limp into my arms, exhausted from the constant sex we've been doing these last few weeks.

I held his small body in my arms, cuddling him from behind after he collapsed on the bed. He pushed his face into the pillow, showing that sign of shyness after every time we do it. "D-Do I p-please you?"

If constant reassurance is what he needed then I'd give it to him ten times over until he understands that he's everything I've ever wanted. "Every time," I kissed his cheek, forcing his ass against my pelvic area while I held him.