scomiche; arranged marriage (omegaverse)

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Mitch whimpers loudly and Scott's eyes flash red, Mitch's quickly turning blue in response. He hasn't acted like this once before but he's also never had a heat with an Alpha before so this is a whole new experience for Mitch so he's actually shocked himself that he's enjoying this. Scott can't hold back any longer, and he leans forward to kiss Mitch roughly. Mitch claws at his back, desperately trying to touch the alpha as much as possible.

After he's thoroughly made out with Mitch, Scott moves down to nip and suck at his neck, sliding his hands up Mitch's shirt and rests his hands on Mitch's chest.

"Alpha, please, faster!" Mitch pants, trying to move his hips against Scott's.

Scott growls softly and pulls away, only to quickly rid them both of their shirts and begin working at the button on Mitch's jeans. He slides them and the boxers off in one move, then did the same to his own. He can't help but take a second to appreciate how beautiful the Omega below him looks like this.

"Flip. Now." He grunts, smacking Mitch's ass once as he turns to lie on his stomach, lightly humping at the sheets for relief. Scott doesn't like that though, so he quickly reaches over and he grips Mitch's hips tightly and yanks them up. "Stay," He leans over and grabs the lube and a condom, setting it aside as he pours the liquid over his fingers and began teasing Mitch's entrance.

"This is your first time, right?" Scott's voice was a little softer now.

Mitch nods. "But I'm ready. I want you to be my first. Please Alpha, fuck me," He rocks back against Scott's fingers, and Scott slowly pushes the first one in.

"Yessssss," Mitch groans, desperate for relief from his heat. Scott waits patiently as Mitch adjusts before gently working in two more. He moves his hand slowly at first, but once he was sure Mitch was enjoying it he begins to quickly thrust them in and out while Mitch moans below him.

With his other hand Scott reaches out for the condom, but just as he grabs it he feels Mitch's thin fingers grip his wrist. "Wait, S-Sir. You don't... you don't need that."

"What?" Scott's left hand freezes, his right still moving inside of Mitch. "You... damn it!" Scott exclaims as soon as he realizes, Mitch flinching away from his shout. "Omega, I told you I wasn't going to give you children this heat. But you didn't listen to me, did you? You fucking planned this!"

Mitch whimpers softly, but Scott ignores him. "You would dare try and trick your Alpha like that? I can't believe you would go against me." Scott growls sharply at him. "It's not going to work. You wanted me to fuck you, I'm going to fuck you. But I'm also going to use protection, because there's no way you're getting what you want from all of this."

Scott doesn't realize that in his anger, he has been fucking Mitch even harder with his hand, to the point that it's no longer pleasurable for Mitch.

When the pain gets to be more than he could handle, Mitch sobs loudly, and Scott freezes when he hears it. "Mitch?" He pulls his hand away from him and moves so he could see his face better, noticing the tears that were spilling out Mitch's red eyes. "Oh god, I'm sorry, was I hurting you?"

Mitch hesitates before nodding sheepishly. Scott sighs. "I'm sorry, I'm mad but I didn't mean to hurt you. Come on, let's do this right," He gently turns Mitch back around and leans back to put the condom on before positioning himself between Mitch's legs, his cock brushing his bud.

"I promise I won't hurt you like that again, okay? You alright?"

Mitch nods. Now that he isn't upset, the desperation from the heat is back in full force. "Yes, please."

Scott slowly pushes in, making sure Mitch is comfortable as he bottoms out. He waits for Mitch's 'go' before he begins moving his hips, thrusting slowly at first and then picking up the pace.

Once he's sure Mitch isn't in pain anymore, Scott begins fucking him hard and fast. He does this until sweat is dripping from his forehead and his muscles ache. "Are you close?" He grunts out, reaching his hand between them to grip Mitch's cock and stroke it in time with his thrusts.

Mitch is gasping and moaning, his nails digging into Scott's biceps. "Yes, please can I come?"

Scott leans down next to Mitch's ear, and he whispers in his deepest Alpha voice. "Come," He commands, and Mitch immediately shoots all over his stomach and Scott's hand. Scott only manages a few more shaky thrusts before he is coming too, collapsing the second he's finished.

Scott pulls out, discards the condom, and goes to the bathroom to get a washcloth. When he comes back, Mitch has already fallen asleep from the exhaustion of his heat. It was his first time though with an Alpha so Scott doesn't blame him. Scott cleans him off without a word, and settles into bed next to him.