Alpha [Starrson]

chapter 6

Smut (runs a little long)

George gave Richard a surprised look when he saw him, but that quickly went away as George moaned.

"Help." he whimpered. Richard stared at his friend with lust. He was asking for something that he didn't think that George would.

He climbed on the bed, hands going for his boxers. He tore them almost completely off. The slick that caused the them to cling onto his legs. Freed from the boxers, Georges erection sprung out. It made a knot in Richards' stomach just looking at it.

"God, you don't know how much I've wanted this Georgie. Whenever I see Pete doing those things to you, it makes me want to claim you, just to make him stop," he whispered in Georges' ear. George whimpered.

Neither of them spoke for the next few minutes. George had his eyes shut, trying not to cum, resulting in him to produce even more slick. Richard laughed lowly, fully removing Georges boxers. He watched as George would tighten his ass, trying not to slick, the way his dick twitched as he tried not to cum, he just watched this for a few more minutes before George spoke up.

"Richard I'm gonna explode if you don't touch me soon."

"Well, do it. I know how omegas are in heats. You'll just want to release again in five minutes, I'm in no hurry." he said to him. But George whimpered because he was unfamiliar with this situation, this being his first heat.

"Ritchie, it hurts." George whimpered. He had already positioned himself, fully naked, legs spread... He was waiting for Richard now. Richard had every intention of helping George, but he knew it would be more savory if he waited for him to build up. The room was completely quiet except for Georges whimpers that happened every few seconds. Richard waited for him to whimper one more time because the boy closed his eyes when he did. That's when he slipped two of his fingers into Georges without warning. The fingers went in with ease.

The sensation burned but felt good as well. George let out a strangled most, deciding against begging for more as it might be a bad idea. Richard searched for that bundle of nerves that was inside of every omega. He stretched George, it was a very uncomfortable feeling. When Richard found that spot, Georges whole world exploded.

He arched his back off of the bed, hands gripping Richard. He screamed and pushed back so that Richards' fingers would hit it again. Precum leaked from him, tears running down his face. He needed release. He didn't care if Richard knotted in him or not, he just needed to release now! Richard pulled his hand away and grabbed Georges' hips; wearing a more predatory expression now.

"You're very beautiful, George." he leaned down to lick up his chest and nip at one of his nipples, Richards erection rubbing against Georges through his pants.

It was unfair how George was fully unclothed, but Richard was fully clothed.

"Please....." whimpered George.

"Please what? What do you want?" Richard growled, coming up to kiss Georges' neck.

"You know what..."

"I want to hear you say it," he nipped Georges soft skin.

"I want to feel you, ... I want your claim, want you as my mate, want your knot... I want..." he knew he shouldn't say the last part, but Richard started to grind. "I want you to breed with me." He started to sweat and felt himself slick all over the bed again.

"Ritchie it hurts..."

Richard had barely taken in the smell of slick when he couldn't control himself anymore. He didn't bother asking if George wanted to be claimed, eyes going a darker shade. He practically tore his clothes off, not able to wait.

He planted his hands on either side of his face. He leaned down and kissed George. The kiss deepened, got hungrier until they were practically eating each other's faces off.

Everything seemed to slow down when Richard positioned himself, and pushed into George. George moaned into the kiss. He wanted to savor this, but it didn't seem like the time. He felt dirty, but despite that he pushed back onto Richard with such a force bottoming out within the second. His Fingers tangled into Richards hair, still painfully needy.

Richard growled, warning him not to take charge again, making George more turned on. Richard started to rock his hips faster and faster. He moaned as Richard forced himself to go deeper. George started to like the feeling of being torn in two.

Richard felt his knot swell up now that he was ramming full force into Georges prostate. He leaned down to the particular 'claim' spot on Georges neck, and waited for his knot to release. His knot left his body, reaching the depths of George, and at the same time he bit down on the spot on George.

For George, this was all to much. He came harder than the other times he had, moaning obscenely loud as he did so. They moved themselves around so that they were both laying on the bed. They soon let sleep take them over, both happy.