8. Says The Pot To The Kettle
Chapter eight
Says The Pot To The Kettle
Asher woke with a start as he heard his cell phone chiming from beside him. He felt like he’d blinked and then woken up to his alarm. He moaned in discomfort as he rolled over and a wet dribble of cum leaked from his tender entrance. Sebastian had knotted him a total of four times and made Asher cum five times last night and his ass was gently throbbing. They hadn’t bothered to shower, falling asleep almost in tandem after their last orgasms. He was… exhausted. His entire body hurt and as he reached over to grab the offending device, to turn it off, his fuzzy brain realized it was a call, not an alarm. He tapped the green icon and put the phone to his ear, voice husky as he answered.
"Hello?"
There was a long pause, and Asher was about to put the cell phone down when a voice answered.
"Uh... Can I speak to Sebastian?" Evan asked.
Asher pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at it, only then realizing it was Sebastian's phone.
"Oh my gods, I'm sorry I thought this was my phone.” Asher exclaimed and rolled over to see Sebastian still sleeping peacefully beside him, the blankets down low on his hips, a slice of early morning, orangey sunlight slicing across his body through the narrow opening of the canopy.
He reached over and shook the alpha’s shoulder, making him wake with a soft groan. The alpha looked over at him and smiled. Before Asher could tell him about his call, the alpha rolled over on top of him and Asher gasped as he felt the press of a hard cock between his asscheeks, the tip of Sebastian’s member sliding between his legs, catching on his tender, rim that began to throb with more than just soreness, but also arousal. The fact that Sebastian could still want sex immediately upon waking up was honestly a bit… flattering after all they had done last night.
“Hey, Cherry… you want another round before school?” Sebastian husked into his neck as Asher almost dropped the phone among his nest things. “Ah gods, Baby… you’re still wet.”
Asher heard a clearing of a throat from the phone and he jolted and hissed quietly.
“Sebastian! Your phone!”
“What?” The alpha raised his head out of Asher’s neck and saw the phone in the omega’s hand and frowned slightly as he took the phone and put it to his ear. “Hello?”
“Well, hello Sebastian. I was wondering why you weren’t here to prepare for the 9:30 meeting this morning, since you said you’d be here at 7:00.”
“Ah… fuck.” Sebastian groaned, letting his head fall down on Asher’s shoulder as the omega carded a hand through his messy hair. “I forgot.”
“I can see that. I would scold you, but I owe Asher for helping the love of my life finally ask me out. So, I’ll get things ready for the meeting, but I do need you here on time.”
“Thanks Evan, you’re the best.”
“I know. So, give me a raise.”
“Done. I’ll see you in…” Sebastian checked his phone. “Two and a half hours.”
“See you then.”
Sebastian hung up and tossed his phone aside to turn his attention back on the omega under him with a smile.
“Where were we?”
Asher groaned and leaned his head back, which Sebastian just used as an opportunity to attack his neck and make the omega shiver.
“How is your dick still functional after last night?” Asher groused, but his traitorous legs wrapped around his hips and he exposed his neck more, for further ravishing.
“Because I’m in your nest and you are here looking very sweet and sleepy and all I want to do is bury myself back inside you until I can watch you cum on my knot again.” Sebastian answered.
“You’re really shameless.” Asher said as he shifted his hips and whined as he tightened his legs, sliding himself onto Sebastian’s cock, his sore hole parting over him feeling oddly pleasant.
“Says the pot to the kettle.”
“Shut up and put your cock in me.” Asher huffed and Sebastian chucked before pushing his hips forward to slide all the way into the omega’s warmth. “Nngh… Yeah, just like that.”
Asher carded his fingers through the alpha’s thick, dark hair and gently scraped his nails against his scalp, making Sebastian purr as he nosed back into his neck and slowly began to fuck him. Asher moaned, quiet breaths that filled the silent nest as he was taken, a rumbling purr undercutting his sounds as they clung to each other, bodies moving as one through their pleasure. Asher’s orgasm was almost painful, and getting knotted burned and ached, but he liked it. He enjoyed the softness and also deep thoroughness of their morning sex, but soon after they were done, Asher’s real alarm went off. The omega whined that he was too sore to get up as he rolled out of his nest and limped to the shower with Sebastian at his heels like an overeager puppy.
Asher did enjoy showering with the alpha, letting himself be washed and pampered as he stood under the hot water. He was still sleepy and he just wanted to go back to bed, but he knew he still had school and work before he could sleep. He didn’t really put any effort forth as Sebastian washed and dried him then fixed his hair and makeup as Asher sat completely naked in the alpha’s lap who was just as much so, but neither of them were hard. Their morning round of sex had been great but Sebastian’s balls ached and Asher’s entrance throbbed. They were completely fucked out.
“I need to get you some makeup. I mean… how old is this bottle of concealer?” Sebastian asked as he dotted the product onto Asher’s face.
“I don’t know, I don’t keep track. However, I recall a rule about no expensive gifts.” Asher answered, as Sebastian began blending the concealer out.
“I own a makeup company. I get anything I want for free, so I am not breaking a single rule.” Sebastian argued and Asher couldn’t find a flaw in that statement.
“My brain is too tired to come up with arguments.” Asher yawned.
“Then just let me finish your makeup and I’ll drop you off on my way.”
“I can take the bus.”
Sebastian just kissed him and tapped the end of his nose with his beauty blender as the omega straddled his lap. “For once, let someone take care of you, just a bit. It’s on my way, and I’ll even stop and get you coffee.”
Asher wanted to argue out of principle but he was sleepy, and a sleepy Asher was a needy Asher.
“Fine. One time only, and only because you really hurt my ass. I’m gonna be limping all day and sitting on my thighs.”
“You want me to eat you out, Baby? It might help.”
“Absolutely not. We’d end up fucking again because you’re an insatiable beast. You’re not allowed near my ass for at least 24 hours. It’s a no-go zone. I’m not used to all this cock all of the sudden and my ass is traumatized.”
“Very dramatic for someone who was begging for my cock last night.”
“Last night’s Asher was a stupid jerk with no regard for current Asher. You fuck like a jackhammer, you know that?”
“Would you prefer I fuck you like a different piece of construction equipment?” Sebastian teased as he carefully applied eyeshadow.
“Shut up.”
Sebastian just laughed, but did quiet as he started to trace a delicate wing of liner on each eye before adding mascara and lashes. By the time he was done, Asher was a bombshell with shimmery brown smokey eyes and perfect wings and lashes. The last step was the one Sebastian had been looking forward to most. The lip gloss. He carefully applied it and when he was finished, his cock, as exhausted as it was, gave a little twitch of interest, even if he couldn’t get hard again.
“Beautiful.”
Asher smiled and tapped his jaw with his knuckles before getting up.
“Thanks, handsome.”
Asher dressed in a pair of heather gray cotton briefs and his baggiest black jeans full of holes, which he paired with a tight emerald green tank top that like all his clothes seemed to be spotted with splashes of paint. The extremely casual clothes with the full face of glamorous makeup had something in Sebastian feel indulgent. He wanted to pull the omega back into bed and forget the rest of the world for a few more hours.
Sebastian pulled on yesterday’s suit, and guided Asher out to his car. His little artist was smiling, even as he yawned, holding his backpack in his lap and Sebastian watched as he cuddled down in his seat with another yawn. This omega was something special. Sebastian realized just how tenuous their relationship was, and it made him want to hold on tighter.
Sebastian was as good as his word and did stop at a drive thru to get them both coffees. Sebastian just got a large black coffee, but Asher had leaned over him to order what sounded like a very frothy and sugary confection of a beverage. When Asher had offered him the $5 to pay for his own coffee, Sebastian had tried to refuse, but the omega had quelled him with a look that told him to take the money and shut up.
He was wise enough to know when to pick his battles and though he hated it, he took the money, which reminded him that Asher’s checks were in the inside pocket of his coat, which it seemed they’d both almost forgotten. The omega slipped the envelopes into his backpack without a word and took his large fancy coffee when they got to the window. Sebastian laughed at how excited he was, the large cup in his elegant, paint-stained hands as he wiggled in his seat and blew through the little opening, trying to cool it enough to drink.
As he pulled up outside Asher’s college, he could tell that the omega was a bit shy at the flashy entrance. His car always drew attention wherever he went, but Asher was not one to let a bit of attention turn him into a coward, and perhaps that was Sebastian’s favorite thing about him. The omega unfastened his seatbelt and leaned across to give him a soft but thorough kiss, slipping his cherry-flavored tongue into his mouth for only a brief moment.
Asher really did taste just like the cherry gloss that Sebastian loved, the flavor between the two was almost indistinguishable and it made him wonder if his slick would taste like that too, but he didn’t let his mind go too far down into that rabbit hole. Asher pulled back, used a thumb to clean up the edge of his lip gloss and gave the alpha a blinding smile.
“I’ll let you know when I have more free time and we can maybe have a proper date before the sex next time.” Asher said with a chuckle.
“I’d love that.”
“Thank you for a wonderful night, and for… everything else.”
“You’re welcome, and the pleasure was all mine, Cherry.”
Asher exited the car, ignoring the many stares he was receiving as he closed the wing door of the Lamborghini and walked away, backpack over one shoulder, coffee in hand and hips swinging, only limping slightly. Sebastian watched him go with a smile until he turned and the alpha couldn’t see him anymore before driving off, now in a rush to get home and dressed for his meeting.
During Asher’s first hour-long morning break between classes, he ran to the bank near his school and deposited his two checks. On the way back to campus, he called the tanning salon to speak with his manager. He was surprised by how nice she was when he informed her that he would be quitting, and offered to work the next couple of weekends until he could be replaced. She just assured him that it would be okay, they had another employee looking for more hours. She wished him luck.
Suddenly, it was Friday and though Asher still had to do his shift at the diner and clean the offices, he was facing something he hadn’t had in years … a whole weekend of no work.
Asher was walking on air as he re-entered campus and found Trevor, waiting outside their next class on color theory. He hugged his best friend from the side. Trevor’s nostrils expanded as he breathed him in and Asher smiled as Trevor raised an eyebrow.
“I see somebody had a good night last night.”
“The best. Ugh… Trevor, you don’t understand. I’ve never felt anything like that in my life.”
“That good, huh?”
“He made me cum five times. Have you ever cum five fucking times ? The last time nothing even came out.”
Trevor laughed and patted Asher’s back in amusement.
“For your information I have in fact cum, as you say, ‘five fucking times’ . But only once and that was during my summer in Europe. I hooked up with this guy who just… wow. Really knocked it out of the park, but that is not the point here. The point is that you smell like an alpha and you’re smiling like a fool. I have to hand it to Sebastian Rossi… He did the impossible.”
“What does that mean?” Asher asked, giving his friend a soft pinch.
“It means he distracted Asher Knight away from painting long enough to have five orgasms. Which tells me that this is true love.”
Asher laughed and released Trevor to give him a shove.
“You are such an ass.”
“I’m totally serious. When was the last time you were really into a guy? And I know it’s not just his appearance. I’ve seen you turn down some seriously hot alphas over the years we’ve known each other.”
Asher knew Trevor was right, he’d already realized that and discussed it with Sebastian during the shoot. He wanted more with Sebastian.
“I really like him, Trevor. He’s just so… I don’t know. He seems so serious and buttoned up when you first see him, but really he’s just an artist in a businessman suit. You should see the things he does with makeup. It’s really beautiful. And he’s not controlling, or at least not from what I have seen so far. But I just have a really good feeling about him, you know?”
“I’m so glad, Ash.”
“I have the whole weekend free now too because I got paid and I was thinking about maybe asking if he wanted to spend it with me. But I don’t want to seem too needy.”
Trevor reached over and pulled him back into another hug, which Asher gave into at once.
“Aww… Asher. I’ve never seen you being so shy, but there is no need for it. What’s wrong with being needy? This alpha is clearly whipped for you. If you ask him to spend the weekend with you I’m sure he’s going to be happy, and if he can’t or doesn’t want to, then fuck him, and you can spend it spite painting and getting drunk with your best friend.”
Asher laughed at that and buried his face in Trevor’s neck to breathe in his spiced peach scent.
“You always know just what to say.”
“It’s a gift. Now, text your alpha and ask him to spend the weekend with you.”
Asher pulled out his phone and opened his texting app. Trevor was right. Sebastian liked him. He knew that he did, and more than just for sex. Their text conversations over the last couple of weeks had proven that. Asher let the unfamiliar insecurity go and replaced it with his usual bold self. Sebastian loved his smart mouth and bold personality.
Asher: Hey, alpha. I’ve suddenly got the weekend free all day Sat and Sun and I have nothing to do. It’s a real tragedy. Can you think of anything I could do all weekend?
Asher waited, unsure if Sebastian would answer. He didn’t know if his meeting was over yet or not, but after a moment, he could see that he was typing back.
Alpha: That is a real tragedy. I’m sure I could think of a few things you could do this weekend.
Asher: Such as?
Alpha: Me.
Asher: A good start. I do recall that I owe you one soul removal.
Alpha: Fuck don’t remind me or I’m gonna get hard in this meeting
Asher: Don’t remind you of what? Of me with my lip gloss on nice and thick as I suck your cock?
Alpha: You are a cruel omega
Asher: Then spank me and make me behave
Alpha: I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? What time do you get off work tonight? I’ll pick you up.
Asher: I usually get done around 10
Alpha: Then I’ll pick you up at your place at 10:30. Pack enough to spend the weekend at my place
Asher: Why your place?
Alpha: I don’t have anyone to watch Princess.
Asher frowned a bit as he thought about leaving his painting supplies at home, but he supposed he could take his watercolors and his watercolor pads in case he wanted to paint. Plus, he’d get to pet a cat, which was enough incentive to make him agree.
Asher: Alright then. I’ll see you tonight.
Alpha: See you tonight Cherry
Trevor, who had been reading over his shoulder, giggled and gave Asher a playful little shove.
“You perv, acting all shy and then giving your alpha a boner during a meeting!”
Asher just giggled and put his phone away before heading into class with Trevor, who was still laughing at him.
Sebastian now had an entire weekend with Asher to look forward to. His body was still warm from thinking about Asher’s promise. He was sure that he’d be able to follow through on it. There was just something about the omega that said he wouldn’t make a promise he couldn’t deliver on. Sebastian loved a blowjob, but he’d only had a few actually good ones in his life, and never with anyone who awakened both his interest and that of his wolf. He could already feel the strain of the animal within him, longing to find their omega, disgruntled that their time with him had been so short.
It was a strange thing, because though Sebastian definitely did want sex with Asher, he also wanted a whole list of other things he’d never really thought about before. He longed to take care of him, to do things that would make this pretty, pretty omega smile. He wanted to see him paint and learn more about his passions.
He’d seen a handful of the omega’s works leaned against the wall in his loft, and even just at a glance he could tell that Asher was incredibly talented. His style was something very interesting, both very realistic and yet, just saturated and exaggerated enough to give it an edge of surrealism. The little bit he’d seen had been beautiful.
His day felt like it lasted a thousand years. Sebastian just wanted it to end. But, time dragged on and on at a snail’s pace. He sat through several meetings, mind vacant to the things he was being told, though he knew none of it was that important. He was just there as a sort of figurehead.
He’d much rather be at his vacation home with Asher, watching the omega lounge on the beach in something scandalous. His vacation home had a bedroom with a nice outlook of the beach. He wondered if Asher would like a little studio there someday. He could imagine his little artist sitting on his stool just like in that photo, paintbrush behind his ear, little splashes of color on his creamy skin as he brought his visions to life. It was far too early to consider anything like that, but he still thought about it anyway.
There was just something about the omega that had his mind on the future. He really wanted to see where this took them, and Asher hadn’t even blown him yet. Sebastian was pretty sure that if Asher actually sucked him off, he was probably going to do something incredibly embarrassing like cumming too quickly or possibly confessing love. He wasn’t sure, but he knew that Asher wasn’t talking for the sake of just teasing. Something in his eyes that day in his office when he’d promised to suck his soul out of him had resonated on such a deep and erotic level. He’d gotten the impression that, though it wasn’t actually going to give Asher any physical pleasure, the omega really wanted to do it.
Of course, Sebastian was just as eager to return that favor, whether that meant eating him out or sucking him in return. He’d always thought himself a generous lover and he loved to give pleasure to a partner, and the thought of that partner being Asher was enough to have his toes curling in anticipation.
Even after he left the office in the late afternoon, he still had almost five hours before it would be time to get Asher. He spent that time shopping, not for… gifts exactly, because he didn’t want to renege on their deal, but he did want Asher to be comfortable in his home. He bought some extra blankets and pillows at a home goods store and went to the grocery store to restock his mostly empty kitchen.
Sebastian liked the idea of cooking for the omega. Something told him that Asher probably ate mostly things he could microwave or eat on the go, or takeout possibly. With a schedule as hectic as his, Sebastian was certain that the omega probably didn’t put much thought about what went into his body. The idea made his wolf uncomfortable inside him. The omega should be eating three square meals a day. The worst of his irritation was slightly soothed by the idea that he might be able to provide at least a few while the omega stayed with him.
Once Sebastian arrived home with his bounty, he was greeted by a mewling Princess whose imperious meows announced that she wanted to be fed immediately. He gave her some food and a few treats before unloading the groceries and very casually stocking his bed with the new blankets and pillows, careful to scent them so Asher wouldn’t suspect that he’d bought them for his visit. He didn’t want Asher to feel uneasy or like he owed him anything. Sebastian certainly didn’t see it that way. In Sebastian’s eyes, it was his own fault that he didn’t have the proper items to welcome an omega into his home.
It had been a long time since Sebastian had brought anyone back to his place. On the extremely rare occasions that he did manage to find someone to take to bed, he either ended up at their place or at a hotel. He didn’t like strangers in his personal territory. His wolf was uncomfortable with others in the place where he slept, which should have been a sign.
Contrary to the past, his alpha was excited to welcome Asher into their private territory, the idea of the omega being there, in their most familiar space was a comforting prospect. Asher would be safe here, in their home. They could sleep wrapped around the beautiful artist and know for certain the omega was whole and healthy. It was a very nice thought.
The alpha showered, wanting to be clean in case he and Asher were to engage in any amorous activity. He liked to be thoughtful to his partners and that included being clean and tidy with his physical appearance and hygiene. A nice clean canvas for his little artist to make his own.
He dressed more casually now, not in his usual suits but in jeans and a t-shirt. Granted, it was a Balenciaga shirt and his boots were Prada, but all-in-all he thought his omega would like it. He felt a bit stuffy when he was all suited up and Asher was in one of his adorable, sexy outfits.
Honestly, he was probably overthinking things, and as the alpha looked around the living room, wondering if Asher would like the setup, or if the guest rooms had clean sheets, he realized that he was definitely overthinking as he considered moving the couch closer to the TV, or possibly just rearranging altogether. But Sebastian stopped himself and regained his cool by sitting down and letting Princess’ large, fluffy, orange body ground him.
Sebastian was already so freaking whipped that he was acting like a nesting omega. If Evan ever saw him like this he’d never live it down.