2. Dario
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DARIO
I make sure to lock the door behind myself as I step into Allen’s home.
I set the groceries on the floor, tucking everything cold and perishable into the fridge.
My stomach flutters as I think about everything that’s happened today.
From the conversations that Allen and I had before meeting, I could instantly tell he’s a workaholic who doesn’t take the time to take care of himself.
He’s wildly successful, and doesn’t need an alpha to be his knight in shining armor, which makes him hiring me that much more special.
He doesn’t need me, but he still wants my help.
I wasn’t expecting to be instantly attracted to him.
It usually takes me some time to warm up to people.
I can get omegas through their heats without ever catching feelings.
Sometimes, I don’t even find them attractive but that doesn’t matter, so long as they’re having a good time and feel safe during their heat, that’s all that matters to me.
But Allen?
As soon as his vanilla scent hit my nose and I saw him in person for the first time, I felt like a goner.
He’s handsome in a nerdy way.
He’s shorter than me with freckles across his nose and thickness in all the right places.
That’s without thinking about the way he scrunches up his nose or talks in soft, serious tones.
This is either going to be the most amazing job I’ve ever taken on or I’m going to leave wishing there could be more between us.
Either way, the job starts now and there’s no going back.
The rest of the groceries can wait because even from down here, I can hear Allen whimpering.
I helped take the edge off but this wave of heat isn’t going to pass until Allen has gotten properly knotted.
Excitement makes my hand shake as I make my way upstairs, following that deliciously addictive vanilla scent through the halls until I find Allen’s bedroom.
Stepping inside, I can’t help but freeze, taking in the sight before me.
I suck in a sharp breath and whisper a curse.
Holy shit.
Fuck.
Allen is so fucking hot , completely naked, stroking himself while holding my dirty shirt against his face.
He’s so desperate from my scent alone.
What will he be like when I finally get my hands on him?
My dick is hard in a matter of seconds.
I take my shirt off, tossing it to the ground as I step closer to the bed, my eyes never leaving Allen’s body.
He’s smaller than me in almost every way and I can’t wait to lay my body against his, to cover him from head to toe.
His body is softer than my own and I want to pinch him, feel his soft stomach give under my hands.
Fucking hell, I’m so turned on, but I have to do my best to focus because this isn’t about me, it’s about servicing Allen.
I’m going to do everything in my power to take care of him to the best of my ability.
I want to make this heat one he’ll never forget.
“Dario! Please,” Allen says with a whimper, his hand going into overtime as he strokes himself.
“I’ve got you,” I tell him and even to my own ears it sounds like a desperate promise.
Everything inside of me is begging me to be careful.
I can’t grow attached.
This is just a job.
At the same time, I feel my heart softening.
What is it about Allen that has my feelings getting all twisted up inside of me?
Sure, he smells amazing and he’s hot as sin, but something tells me there’s more to it than that.
It’s like my instincts are reaching out for Allen in a way my rational brain can’t fully understand.
I quickly get out of my pants before getting into Allen’s bed with him.
This close, his scent is downright intoxicating.
It leaves my head spinning, my body aching to have him.
My mouth waters when I smell his slick which is sliding down his thighs onto the bedding below.
“Come here, Allen. Let me take care of you,” I breathe out, crawling over his body and batting his hand away from his cock.
Our dicks line up just right and I pump my hips against him, letting them glide against each other.
Allen’s reaction is instantaneous.
His body goes tense and he makes the most beautiful broken noise.
As much as I want to immediately get my dick inside of him, I want to take this a little bit slow.
Not enough to prolong Allen’s need, but just enough to get each other comfortable with the other’s body.
I touch Allen’s cheek, forcing him to open his eyes and look at me.
I give him a soft smile before leaning down and kiss him.
Our lips touch only for a brief moment before I’m pulling back, gauging Allen’s reaction.
He looks completely dazed before he’s surging up and kissing me again.
The kiss is gentle and exploring, testing the waters.
My stomach warms as we take our time to explore the feel of each other’s lips and mouths and tongues.
Gods, he tastes so good.
My head is light, like I’m drifting up into the clouds.
I could kiss this omega all night, but I have a job to do.
My mouth moves away, sliding across his jaw.
Allen tilts his head back completely and my stomach quivers with excitement.
He’s so lovely, so ready to submit to what I have to offer.
That calls to something deep inside of me that I’d rather not think about right now.
“So perfect,” I whisper into his skin before kissing his throat.
I lavish the spot with my teeth and my tongue until my scent is there, mixing with his own.
I nip until there’s a red spot left behind, a growl of satisfaction leaving me.
“So good, Allen.”
“Oh, Dario,” Allen moans out, his fingers finding my shoulders and digging in.
“Dario, please. I need you, alpha.”
My mouth moves even lower, passing his pecs entirely.
I swirl my tongue around his belly button and his hips rise up off the bed, his cock jabbing me in the chin.
I can’t help but smile as his precum smudges across my skin.
I want to wear his scent.
I want to wear his cum.
Gods, I want to cover Allen in mine until an outsider wouldn’t be able to tell our scents apart.
“Need to get you ready, sweetheart. After the first time you’ll be nice and relaxed, but this first time, I need to take my time. I’m gonna make sure my knot won’t hurt you.”
“Whatever you want,” Allen says right away.
“Do whatever. Just please hurry. I need your knot so badly, Dario. Please .”
I make a soothing noise, sliding my hands over Allen’s soft stomach.
Then I grab his hips and flip him over.
Immediately, Allen gets his knees under himself, lifting his ass in the air for me.
Without any teasing, I get to work, pushing my face between his full cheeks.
I lick across his hole, chasing the slick I find there to the source.
Allen practically screams as my tongue connects with his hole, one of his hands reaching back and gripping the back of my neck.
He’s holding me in place, like I’d really try to pull away when I have my mouth exactly where I want it.
The sound of me eating his ass is downright obscene, sloppy slurping intermixed with happy groans and Allen’s moans.
Fuck, he tastes so good.
I could so easily grow addicted to this, addicted to his taste and the noises he’s making.
The more turned on he gets, the wetter my face becomes until I can’t keep up.
If I drown, at least I’ll be going out doing something I love.
“Please, please, please,” Allen babbles, letting me know he’s ready for more.
I pull back only enough to fit my hand between us, pushing first one and then two fingers into his hole, making sure he’s wet and comfortable and ready for when I’m ready to fuck him.
His hole twitches around my fingers, drawing me in.
I push in another, scissoring them open, watching in wonder as his hole greedily takes everything.
Oh, he’s ready.
He’s ready to be hanging off my knot.
“Okay, Allen,” I say softly, pulling away but not before kissing each of his cheeks.
I grab the end of his bedding, using it to wipe my face clean.
Then I adjust the two of us until I’m laying on my back with Allen in my lap.
“We’re gonna take this slow, okay? I want you on top so you can take your time and control how much you take. Can you do that for me? Take it nice and slow?”
Allen whimpers but nods his head.
“I’ll try, but I’m so empty, Dario.”
“I know, sweetheart. That’s about to change. Come on, sit on my dick.”
I’m expecting Allen to sit back and take me in, but instead, he twists around so his back is facing me.
Then he reaches back, pointing my dick to his hole before slowly sitting back.
I have the most amazing view like this, watching as the tip of my cock pushes against his slick, pink hole.
I grab a cheek in each hand, pulling them apart so I can watch.
There’s a moment of resistance before his hole gives way, my cock pushing into his body.
“Fuck, Allen,” I breathe out, my eyes glued to where my dick impales Allen.
“That’s it. Keep going. Deep breath and push back a little more.”
Allen tosses his head back, letting out a wanton moan.
He lowers himself a little more.
I marvel at the way his little hole stretches around my length, taking it so easily despite such a size difference.
Gods, it’s so fucking hot.
“You’re doing so well, sweetheart. Keep going. You’re almost there. Another big breath for me.”
Allen sucks in a sharp breath, his entire body shaking with the effort it’s taking to go slow.
I can see how much he wants to fall all the way down, but he’s following my voice, taking his time.
He’s doing so well, so good for me.
Such a good omega.
“Oh my fucking fuck,” Allen gets out through clenched teeth as he sits all the way down.
“Fuck, Dario. You’re so fucking big. I swear I can feel you in my stomach.”
“Filling you up so good,” I tell him, leaning up and wrapping my arms around his middle.
My hands go to his stomach, pushing down like I can feel myself.
That makes Allen whimper.
He looks down, staring at my hands.
His ass clenches around me and I can already feel my knot starting to fill with blood, tingling delightfully.
“Can you feel me? Can you feel how good your ass is around me? So good. The best omega,” I breathe out, peppering the back of his shoulder with kisses.
“Gotta move, Dario. Please.”
I sit back once more, letting Allen ride me.
His ass jiggles every time it collides with my pelvis and I’m obsessed, unable to look away.
Despite our size difference, we somehow fit together so perfectly.
“Keep going. You’re gonna make me knot, Allen. Your ass is so good, like the perfect glove.”
“Alpha,” Allen says, his voice all high-pitched and breathy.
“Alpha. Knot me. Mate me. Make me yours. Please, I need it. Need it so bad. Gonna die without it.”
I plant my feet on the ground and grip the back of Allen’s thighs.
I hold his legs open before pumping up into him.
The sound of my cock plunging into him is wet and obscene but that only adds to the pleasure.
Allen wraps a hand around his own cock, stroking himself quickly, letting out desperate little whimpers as he does.
My knot is slowly growing, making my thrusts harder and harder.
I’m stretching his hole impossibly wide.
With each thrust, my knot knocks against his rim.
I’m so fucking close but I need him to come first.
I need him to be as loose and relaxed as possible.
“Are you gonna come for me, little omega? Are you gonna let me smell how good your cum is? Come on. Let me see it, sweetheart. Go on.”
Allen cries out, his body locking up as he comes.
The smell of it is even better than I imagined.
As soon as he goes limp, I push into him, chasing my own orgasm.
It only takes a few more thrusts before I’m biting down against the back of his shoulder and following him over the edge.
I’m careful not to break skin but I know there will be one hell of a bruise there tomorrow.
My knot locks the two of us together and I feel myself coming into Allen’s ass, filling him, marking him from the inside.
Gods, he’s so hot around my knot.
I feel like I could sit here and come for hours, it’s so good.
I carefully roll Allen onto his side, keeping him tight against my chest and pelvis.
I run my hand over his side, gently kissing his back and his neck.
Allen hums happily, his scent mellowing out for the time being.
Instead of need and lust, he smells content .
Oh gods, that’s doing something to my head.
I’m not sure anything smells quite as good as content omega.
I wish I could bottle this up and keep it forever.
Allen fits so perfectly in my arms.
I keep forgetting that this is only a job and not real.
If I’m not careful, I’m going to leave when Allen’s heat is over with a broken heart.
Allen’s breathing evens out and he falls asleep.
I keep my nose buried against his hair until my knot finally goes down.
Once I can pull myself free, I run to the bathroom, clean myself up, and get some towels.
“Shh, go back to sleep, Allen,” I whisper as his eyes blink open to see what I’m doing.
Now that I’m back in the room, he goes back to sleep, trusting that I’m not going anywhere.
Even that leaves my heart aching in a way I can’t describe with words.
One fuck and somehow I’m a goner?
I’ve been doing this job for a few years now and I’ve never felt anything like the way I feel about Allen.
I think I might be completely and utterly fucked.
I’m gentle as I clean Allen as best as I can.
The sheets are a disaster but at least Allen won’t wake up caked in dried cum.
I kiss his forehead before putting on my boxers and grabbing some food and water from downstairs.
I’m not sure when the next wave of Allen’s heat will hit, but I want to be ready.
I want him to feel taken care of.
I want--
Jesus, I think I want way too much.
Is there any hope he’ll want to talk about all of this once his heat is over?
Or would it be better if I did everything in my power to lock all these feelings away and put them to the back of my mind?
“Dario?”
Well, those thoughts will have to wait because right now, I have a job to do.