Daniel tried rolling on his side, being stopped by the heavy weight on body. He blinked once, then twice, and a third time, groaning at the wet heat overwhelming his cock. He put an arm above Malachi’s head and one on his hip, “oh…” He closed his eyes, opening them again to stare at the omega’s length.
He was fucking a man again. He had a horrible headache; his mouth was so dry, and his stomach hurt but he wasn’t drunk. He wasn’t drunk anymore, and Malachi felt just as good as he did last night, felt better.
Daniel groaned, hips coming up a little, “Christ.”
Malachi whined and Daniel knew the sound well at this point. He couldn’t forget Malachi’s noises, all of them. When he got drunk, he usually forgot most things, but he could never forget last night. The heat, the smell, the taste.
“Mm, Daniel…”
Daniel bit his lip, finding himself nodding at the crying blonde above him. Malachi was crying last night too, sobbing for more. Begging for a knot that Daniel clearly couldn’t give him. That Daniel had no knowledge of.
The man was insatiable.
They had sex so many times last night and then Daniel blacked out. He wondered if today would be the same.
“I am,” Daniel turned his head, could see the Bible right there. He could feel Malachi on top of him, heavy and comforting. Daniel wanted to stop him, tell him it was enough but -but Malachi’s red lips and bright eyes wouldn’t let him. “You feel so good,” Daniel gasped.
Malachi whined again, riding him faster, hands on Daniel’s chest, “love you,” came a soft pant. “Want your cum again, Daniel…”
“Oh, take it.” Daniel closed his eyes, rolling his head back, “take it, Mal. Fuck.”
Something happened when he came, something so good it was almost painful. Malachi’s ass gripped him tight, squeezed anything it could get. It didn’t stop either. It hurt. Daniel was coughing at the sensitivity, but he was cumming again. He sat up to kiss Malachi like he did the night before. Let Malachi bite at his cheeks and at his throat. He let him bite parts of his skin that non-blissed-out Daniel would never.
Malachi kissed him soft too, kissed his brows, eyes and ears. He purred deep, chest vibrating against Daniel’s. A sensation that Daniel had never felt
“Daniel,” Malachi whimpered. He nuzzled the man, licking his face.
The next thing he knew, his whole body was being bathed by Malachi’s tongue. His cock included and no -Daniel grabbed Malachi’s long blonde hair, pulling. “No more.” He huffed when Malachi whined and, with all the whining he’d heard since they met, Daniel knew it wasn’t a sad one or a distressed one.
It was whine, painful to the ear in a good way. So, Daniel pulled again and the sound came again.
He dropped his hand, surrendering, letting Daniel lick at his cock. It was something he’d never experienced before last night. He heard prostitutes did things like that, but Malachi wasn’t that. He wanted to do it for him, and it felt so good.
“Mal,” Daniel groaned. “Come here, enough.” He didn’t miss the way his stomach tugged at how beautifully Malachi listened, something he didn’t think was possible. He pushed the omega’s hair from his face, not stopping him from licking his stubble.
