Neteyam (20 yrs old) is kidnapped by the Olo'eyktan alpha from a nearby clan who claims that Eywa has destined them to be soulmates. Only weeks away from fully presenting as omega, Neteyam is caught between trying to find his way home and giving in...
Warnings: blow job, hickeys, dirty talk, explicit, kissing, biting, daddy kink, stockholm syndrome, power imbalance, alpha/beta/omega dynamics, M/M, smut
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Kxolo grabbed for the back of Neteyam's thighs, using the grip to swiftly pull the smaller male to straddle his lap. The two groaned into the steamy kiss as the omega began to grind his pelvis against the alpha's groin. Neteyam had been restless since the end of dinner, no doubt another episode in motion. Kxolo was quick to oblige to the needy omega who pulled him into a long makeout session. He had never witnessed the omega be so forward sexually and it made him swell with pride. Small hands clamped around the back of his neck using it to pull the alpha flush against him.
"Someone's a little worked up." Kxolo chuckled, once again attaching their lips after being pulled in. The kiss was animalistic as the two fought to dominate, but all it took was a few strategically placed nips and hair tugs for Neteyam to give in to the older male. Kxolo relished in how small Neteyam felt sat there in his lap. So easily maneuvered and shifted whichever way he chose. His smaller thighs would quiver against his own as they struggled to find more friction rutting against his mate. Neteyam's little moans and whimpers were driving Kxolo up the wall as he tried not to jump the omega right then and there. It seemed that he was always reminding himself to be patient when it came to Neteyam.
There was no space between them, their fronts pressed together by the alpha's muscular arms securing Neteyam close, not that the boy minded. The Sully boy's movements were frantic and desperate as his small hands jumped between exploring the alpha's muscular back and entangling them into the long decorated braids. It reminded Kxolo of how inexperienced the boy truly was. He was the first alpha Neteyam had ever got to touch, the first to share in intimate acts. His sweet little Neteyam was still so pure and innocent. The thought made Kxolo let out an audible growl into the other boy's mouth.
That being said, he still needed to speak to him about the meeting. Every fiber of his being groaned to put it off and continue playing with the sweet omega, but there was limited time. He finally broke away from the kiss, watching as Neteyam breathed heavily, staring back at him.
"Slow down there for a bit, baby boy. We need to talk." The words going in one ear and out the other, Neteyam assertively pulled the Olo'eyktan in to attach their lips once more. Kxolo reciprocated the kiss for a few seconds before trying again. "Neteyam."
"Don't want to talk. Wanna kiss." Neteyam drunkenly smiled before returning their lips. Kxolo mentally cursed himself for having to deny the boy.
"I know you do, but you're gonna have to wait until we talk first, baby." The alpha reluctantly held the boy's hair back gently by the braids.
"Right now? It has to be right this second?" Exasperation was clear in the omega's breathless tone, but Kxolo stayed firm. He needed to do this before his cock started thinking for him and he spent the rest of the night taking the boy in every way possible. Neteyam's episodes were becoming increasingly more intense and lasting for longer periods of time so there was no saying whether or not he would snap out of it before the end of the night. Forming sentences showed that he could at least still understand the alpha's words.
