Chapter 14 Ottis Goes Into Heat #2
Through his burning desire, Ottis caught the scents again. The sex musk on the sheets, Doc’s scent, and—his armpits. The pheromones.
Ottis twisted around onto his back, dragging Doc closer by his shirt. “Need to smell you.”
He leaned in, rubbing his face against the barely-open wedge of Doc’s underarm, breathing in that scent.
“You really like that, huh?” Doc rasped.
“I’ve been trying not to sniff it all day,” Ottis whined. He shoved his nose against the soft fabric, trying to get closer. “Smells so good. Like alpha.”
Doc groaned. “Give me a sec.”
He stripped off his shirt, so every inch of his pecs and abs was on display. Then he tucked his hands behind his head, stretching out his triceps and leaving his armpits completely bared.
The scent was so strong that Ottis almost came again. He buried his face in one of Doc’s armpits and huffed; a moan slipped out of his throat.
“Sweetheart,” Doc growled. “You like my scent this much?”
“S-so goood. Need more.”
Large hands lowered him to the bed. Doc braced himself with one elbow above Ottis’ head, pressing his armpit right over Ottis’ face.
His musk filled Ottis’ lungs. It was heaven. Ottis inhaled and squirmed, bucking his hips.
“Yeah?” Doc growled. “I’ve never had anyone love my scent this much.”
“S-smells like you’re ready to breed me.”
Doc’s breath rushed out. “Fuck.” He caught Ottis leg and drew it up, pushing it to the side to spread him open.
With his scent still flooding Ottis’ nose, Doc pushed his clothed bulge between Ottis’ thighs, rubbing it against Ottis’ hole.
“You want me to fuck you here, don’t you?
You want me to push my big cock inside, get real deep, and fuck you loose. Unload all my cum, give it all to you.”
Ottis came all over himself, making little choked sounds.
“Beautiful,” Doc growled. He ran his hand through the wet streaks on Ottis’ chest, then wiped it on himself, covering his chest with Ottis’ scent.
But his cock wasn’t inside yet.
Ottis grasped at Doc’s sides, but it wasn’t enough to pull Doc closer. He curled his fingers into Doc’s belt, yanking hard. “Inside. Please. Now.”
Doc groaned. “Yeah. Yeah, okay.”
He pulled away, leaving Ottis feeling cold. Doc climbed off the bed and dropped his pants and underwear. The moment he did, the scent of his cock filled the room.
Ottis burned so hot, he thought his skin would catch on fire. He whimpered and crawled toward Doc, his mouth watering. “Need. Touch me. Need more.”
Doc panted, watching him. His chest was heaving, his muscles rippling, his cock pointing up, big and thick.
Ottis lunged, both hands outstretched and reaching for his alpha’s cock.
Doc caught him before he could. He flipped Ottis back onto the bed and followed, pinning Ottis down.
And now Ottis felt like he’d been caught by a predator.
Doc raked his gaze over Ottis’ flushed skin, his attention lingering on the vulnerable parts between Ottis’ legs.
Ottis spread them wider; Doc hissed and grasped Ottis under the knees, shoving his legs open on either side of him.
Ottis’ scar tissue pulled, but he didn’t care.
It felt good being put on display like that.
So Doc could see all his sensitive, needy parts.
“Need you now,” Ottis whined, his empty hole fluttering. “Now, now, now.”
Doc groaned and leaned in, pressing his face against Ottis’ neck. His masks crinkled between them, and his bare cock pushed between Ottis’ cheeks. It was so close to being inside.
Instead of fucking in immediately, Doc rubbed his face against Ottis’ throat. His breath puffed behind his masks, and he nuzzled Ottis again.
Did he... want more?
“Lights off,” Ottis panted. “Then you can bite me, suck me, whatever you want.”
Doc shuddered. His eyes glazed over for a moment. “Fine.”
He pulled away to close the blackout curtains, his movements rough and jerky.
This left the room lit by a single lamp.
It threw shadows over Doc, highlighting his muscles and turning his eyes darker.
When he returned to the bed, Ottis’ cock jerked.
Doc’s gaze dropped to it. And he prowled closer, with such intent that Ottis knew he would end up impaled on his alpha’s cock.
“I’ll fuck into you so deep, sweetheart,” Doc growled. “Fuck you long and hard, so you’ll gape when I pull out. I’ll fuck you loose, fuck you full of cum, and you’ll beg for more.”
Ottis burned. He reached for Doc’s cock; Doc thrust into his hand, heavy and hot.
Both of them groaned. Doc kept thrusting, his strokes growing hard and forceful, like what he might do in Ottis’ ass.
It was almost too much. Ottis’ need grew unbearable the longer it went on; he raised his hips to sink himself onto that thick length.
But Doc pressed a hand to Ottis’ chest and pinned him down, before reaching over to turn out the light.
They were plunged into darkness. And now all Ottis could hear were their thundering hearts, Doc’s breathing heavy and loud.
“Eat me,” Ottis blurted. And froze.
Doc froze too. Then he huffed. “Did you mean that literally, or...?”
“I meant you can consume me in a sexual way! Wait. You can’t chew on my cock.” Ottis groaned. “This was supposed to be sexy.”
Doc laughed. Calloused fingers pressed against Ottis’ mouth, then inside, two thick fingers thrusting against his tongue.
That shut Ottis up real quick. He sucked on Doc’s fingers hungrily, sliding his tongue between them and hollowing his cheeks. Doc groaned; he straddled Ottis and thrust his cock between Ottis’ thighs.
“You’re so fucking hot, sweetheart,” Doc growled. “Sucking on that straw, trying to catch it with your tongue. I imagined you doing the same with my cock. I wanted to push it into your mouth, stretch your pretty red lips and make you take me all the way to the back of your throat.”
Ottis shuddered, achingly hard. Doc slid another finger into Ottis’ mouth, then thrust them all deeper.
“Please, please fuck me,” Ottis whined around Doc’s fingers. “Make me scream.”
Doc rumbled so loudly that it vibrated through Ottis’ bones. He leaned in and pressed his face to Ottis’ neck, only to have his masks crinkle between them.
No, Ottis decided. I don’t really like the masks.
As though Doc could read his mind, he pulled away slightly. Something rustled.
Then his breathing became clearer. No longer muffled.
With a jolt, Ottis realized that Doc had taken off his masks.
Warm breath puffed onto Ottis’ jaw. Neither of them moved. Then Doc pressed his face to Ottis’ neck, slowly, smooth skin followed by craggy rough flesh.
Was the soft skin... Doc’s lips?
Was that a kiss?
Ottis stopped breathing. “Again?”
Doc rumbled. And he nudged his mouth more firmly against Ottis’s throat in another kiss. Before Ottis could savor it, Doc closed his mouth over Ottis’ pulse point and sucked.
His spine arched off the bed. He clawed at Doc and bucked his hips, slick dripping out of his hole. “Doc, Doc, please, now please!”
Doc kept on sucking, raking his teeth against Ottis’ throat. It was going to leave a bruise. Ottis grew hotter, wetter, and he reached down to grab Doc’s thick length.
Doc snarled and thrust into his fists.
And suddenly Ottis couldn’t wait any longer. He tightened his fists, tugging on Doc’s length. “Please. Breed me now.”
Doc froze. Then his breath rushed out, and he sank his teeth into Ottis’ shoulder.
Ottis came, but his hole clenched around nothing. “N-not enough,” he whimpered. “Need to c-come on your cock. Need your knot.”
Doc slipped one hand under him and flipped him onto his stomach.
Then he pulled Ottis’ hips up, and all Ottis knew was relief.
He spread his legs wide and angled his hips up, whimpering when something hot and thick slid up his inner thigh.
Doc pushed his cock between Ottis’ cheeks.
Then he wedged his blunt, wet tip against Ottis’ hole, and pushed in.
Ottis felt his ass stretch; he felt the overwhelming hugeness of Doc pushing in. It was almost too much. Both of them groaned, and Doc hit his prostate.
With a scream, Ottis came all over the bed, shaking as he clutched at the sheets.
“That’s it,” Doc panted, shoving his cock deeper, inch after inch stretching Ottis open. “You take my cock so well, sweetheart.”
He moved inside Ottis, the sheer thickness of his cock driving deeper with each thrust. Ottis stopped thinking. He could only feel himself stretch each time Doc pushed in; he could only feel the bruising grip of Doc’s fingers as he held Ottis in place to be bred.
“Breed me, breed me,” Ottis begged, his balls writhing with each deep thrust.
Then Doc sank in completely, his wiry hair brushing Ottis’ hole, their hips clapping together. Ottis came again, his eyes rolling back.
“You’re s-so good for me,” Doc groaned, his breaths humid and heavy on Ottis’ nape. “Your tight hole sucking me in, begging for my cum.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Ottis chanted.
Doc began to pound into him, hard thrusts that had Ottis wheezing and drooling onto the bed. All he knew was pleasure and the big cock in his ass, slamming against his prostate over and over so he howled and came. And kept on coming.
“I’m going to fill you with so much cum,” Doc growled, his teeth grazing Ottis’ shoulder. “Hold you in place, make you take all of it.”
Ottis shuddered, more cum shooting out of him. “M-more loads,” he whimpered. “Don’t stop. Want you to fuck me ‘til I faint.”
Doc swore. He slid his arm around Ottis to hold him tight. Then he slammed in harder, like Ottis was a ragdoll and Doc was trying to milk every last drop of his own cum. Doc’s thrusts grew faster, less controlled. His breathing grew ragged, and his cock swelled.
“Yes,” Ottis moaned. “Doc, alpha, please!”
Doc came with a roar, burying himself deep with a final thrust. Ottis felt his cock pulsing, warmth flooding him inside.
Doc’s knot swelled, a huge round weight that crammed firmly against Ottis’ prostate. Ottis came with a breathless cry.
Except it didn’t stop there. Each time either of them moved, Doc’s knot pushed against Ottis’ sensitive spot. He came again, his entire body spasming, his ass clutching around Doc.
“You love my knot,” Doc growled against his nape. His scarred jaw rubbed against Ottis’ shoulder, a whisper of bumpy skin.
“Bite me,” Ottis whimpered.
Doc hesitated. Then he closed his mouth over Ottis’ shoulder, next to his scent gland where a bonding mark would go. Ottis held his breath. Doc sank his teeth in, a hard bite that would cause bruising.
Ottis came violently, only to howl when Doc ground his knot deeper.
“Fuck, you sound amazing, sweetheart,” Doc panted. He kept rolling his hips, grinding pleasure into Ottis’ body.
It was bliss. It was everything Ottis wanted, and he didn’t want it to end.
Doc nuzzled the back of Ottis’ neck, his mouth the only soft thing amongst all his scarred flesh. He pressed his lips to Ottis’ nape—a gentle kiss.
Ottis’ heart stuttered.
Then Doc ground his knot deeper and thrust Ottis into another orgasm, his fingers tugging on Ottis’ nipples, wrapping around Ottis’ cock.
Ottis came so hard that he yelled, shuddering with the force of his release.
Doc kept going.
Ottis didn’t want him to stop. But somewhere in between his orgasms, his body gave out.