Fractured Alpha (BxB)

{Twenty}

While perched on his knees, Messiah peppers feathery kisses down the taut, toned body of Alessio. From the head of his shaft down to the tip he plants soft, affectionate grazes with his lips. "Fuck," Alessio hisses, his snow-white teeth scraping his swollen lips. "Holy fuck!"

Messiah colors Alessio's inner thighs in lilac hickeys. "Didn't I tell you I was worshipping your body tonight?"

He darts his silky tongue along his defined v-line and trails upward, along the faded scars trailing down his abdomen. Alessio's low moans echo throughout their bedroom walls, washed in dust-pink.

Above the bed, a patterned, bronze mirror hung from the celling and painted a sultry image of the lust Alessio basked in. Faint hickeys were peppered across his sculpted, naked body and some of his body was even freshly tainted. Pleasurable sounds floated up from his throat, his lips open in ecstacy, as his fingers were woven in curls of ink. His throat was bared in complete submission to Messiah.

"So damn perfect," Messiah murmurs in a silvery voice, whilst his lips were sealed around Alessio's neck. "Such a pretty mate." He swipes his thumb across Alessio's tip teasingly.

At the words of praise, Alessio emits a muted whimper, that causes Messiah to growl in reply. He skims a finger, covered in cherry-flavoured lube, around his mate's entrance, as he bathes in the lust blanketing their bedroom.

With his fists gripping onto the silky, cream sheets beneath him, he bucks his hips up, desperate to feel Messiah touching him. "M-Messiah," he pleads.

When Messiah resumes teasing him, Alessio restorts to sucking on his own finger. His cheeks are hollowed as if he's sucking Messiah off. "Mmm," he says in a breathless moan. Abruptly, his finger is yanked from his mouth. Messiah hovers above him, his irises are swirling in golden, and his lips are drawn into a thin line.

Innocently, Alessio peers up at him through hooded eyelids. "You seem pissed, Messiah," he drawls out in an alluring tone. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not pissed," he growls huskily. His pitch-black curls nearly veil his perfectly sculpted face from Alessio's view, leaving splashes of shadows in their wake. "I'm fucking horny. Maybe you can help me with that, Alpha."

The gravelly sound of his voice has Alessio squirming beneath him, while his semi-erection hardens. "Messiah," he chokes out. His back arches once Messiah trails his finger down his veined cock. "Fuck! Please," he sobs out. Salty tears brim his eyelids and Messiah quickly wipes them away.

"Please? What are you asking for? I can't fulfill your desires if you choose not to tell me." His lips fall to his ear. "Tell me where you want me to touch that beautiful body of yours. I'll touch you anywhere you want, baby boy."

Alessio releases a fractured sob. "I want you to fuck me.... with your tongue. I want you to smother me with words of praise, whilst you feather butterfly kisses across my cock. I want your tongue to dance inside me, as droplets of water pelt upon your sculpted chest. I want to scream your name, while hammered with an splitting orgasm. I want my knees to wobble beneath me. I want to barely stand against the wall, as you show me what it feels like to be loved."

"Dammit, baby boy," Messiah rasps out. Nibbling at the tender spot of his earlobe, he whispers, "You almost made me cum just listening to your list of desires. How about we fulfill your demands, hmm?"

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Against the tiled wall of the shower, Alessio's body shakes uncontrollably, as Messiah glides his silky tongue inside his slit, slowly waltzing. He peppers light, buttery kisses across the veins etched into his shaft. From Alessio's throat moans bubble up.

"So fucking sexy," he breathes out. His lips graze his erect tip. "So fuckable you look, baby doll. I love seeing you shake for me. Are you barely holding on, afraid of falling off the edge? Well, don't hold on. Scream my name. Can I hear you scream, while you grip onto my hair? Cum for me, baby doll."

Letting out a splitting scream, Alessio shouts Messiah's name repeatedly, his mouth hanging open in ecstacy. Messiah trails his tongue down his shaft and his hand wraps around his cock, as creamy, white liquid paints his bronze skin covered in water droplets.

Alessio sinks his canines into the caramel skin of his mate. In reply, Messiah moans lowly.

As Alessio triggers Messiah's release, Alessio's fingers are braided into his velvet curls, his head thrown back, while Messiah suckles on Alessio's pristine skin. "Such a lovely mate," Messiah murmurs. "So beautiful. I can't believe you're all fucking mine. Can I mark you," he rasps down the labyrinth of his earlobe.

Too dazed to speak, Alessio simply nods in reply.

Whilst Alessio squirms before him, Messiah etches his mark into him and claims him fully as his own.

Gently, he trails his tongue over the healing mark. Messiah cradles Alessio into his bare chest and pets his honey locks affectionately.

The stream of water cascades around them like a waterfall. "I love you," he whispers. "I love you so damn much."

"I love you, too, Messiah," he says in a voice of honeysuckle, while his head is buried in the crook of Messiah's neck.

Oh, my God, I love them so much! I think this is probably the best steamy scene I've written. Tell me what you think in the comments.

By the way, I have an obsession with Alessio and Messiah, so I'm sorry if I bombard you with scenes (both fluff and steamy) revolving around them.