Chapter 14
ALLEY HIJINKS AND A GOOD TALK
Hades was waiting by the back door when Aaren stepped out. He was empty-handed.
Aaren tried not to feel disappointed. “Where’s the—”
“In the car. But first.” Hades pulled Aaren into his arms, engulfing him in a huge, warm hug.
“Mmm!” Aaren buried his face in Hades’ pecs, breathing him in. “Okay, this is good too. I can accept lunch break hugs.”
Hades huffed. “Easily satisfied, huh?”
“I dunno. Your pecs are huge around my face. Mmm.” Aaren turned his face from side to side, rubbing himself against those solid muscles. He cupped them and squished them further against his cheeks.
Hades laughed, the sound vibrating into Aaren’s face. “You liked watching us train.”
“So many muscles,” Aaren moaned. “All the wet skin. Actually, um, can we do that during my heat?”
He felt Hades looking down at him, like maybe he was raising an eyebrow. “Do what?”
“Naked wrestling.”
Hades groaned. “Fuck.”
“Maybe you can even chase me? And pin me down? And stake your claim.” Aaren jerked his hips to demonstrate. “Multiple times. I’ll escape and run, and you can keep chasing me. You can breed me as your prize for capturing me.”
Hades blew out a shuddering breath, musk wafting off his skin. “Sweetheart, we’re supposed to be having lunch.”
But he slid his hand down Aaren’s back and grabbed Aaren’s ass through his pants, fingers pressed over his hole.
“Hades!” Aaren squeaked, growing wet.
“I like the sound of it,” Hades growled, rubbing Aaren’s entrance in small, tight circles. Then he tugged up Aaren’s shirt and slid his large hand down the back of Aaren’s pants, his fingers diving between Aaren’s damp cheeks, stroking his hole and pushing in.
Aaren moaned, scrabbling at Hades to hold onto something. When he looked down, he found Hades’ bulge growing behind his pants. He couldn’t help squeezing it.
Hades hissed and bucked into his hand. “C’mon, let’s go elsewhere.”
“My hand seems to be glued to your cock,” Aaren blurted.
Hades laughed and gently freed himself from Aaren’s hand. Then he started walking.
With his hand down the back of Aaren’s pants, his fingers sliding deeper into Aaren with each step.
“Is this... public indecency?” Aaren whimpered, growing wetter.
“No one can see what I’m touching, aside from your ass,” Hades purred. “Certainly no one knows I’m inside you. Or that I’ve found—” his fingers skimmed Aaren’s prostate “—your sweet spot.”
Aaren’s legs wobbled. Hades gripped his arm and held him upright, walking a short distance toward an alley.
There wasn’t anyone around that Aaren could see, but he wasn’t looking at all, not when his hole kept sliding around Hades’ calloused fingers.
Why am I growing even wetter? The police would probably arrest us.
Hades sank his fingers deeper, scissoring them and stretching Aaren inside. Then he shoved down hard against Aaren’s prostate, just as they stepped into the alley.
Aaren moaned and stumbled, shooting precome all over the inside of his underwear. Hades’ strong grip kept him upright.
“You’re so fucking hot, sweetheart,” Hades murmured, leading Aaren deeper into the alley to where it was shadowy and no one could see them.
He pressed Aaren chest-first against the brick wall and unbuttoned Aaren’s pants.
With his fingers still buried, he hefted Aaren up onto his toes, then tugged down the back of Aaren’s pants to bare his ass.
Aaren’s cock was still trapped though—Hades reached for it next, pushing his fingers down the front of Aaren’s underwear and closing his fist around it.
Aaren cried out, pleasure humming through his body.
“You’ll have to keep quiet,” Hades murmured, sliding his fist up and down. “We don’t need anyone investigating this. You with your ass wrapped all pretty around my fingers, and your little cock hard enough to blow.”
Aaren groaned, shoving his hands over his mouth.
“Good omega,” Hades purred in his ear. “Ever been fucked in an alley by a big alpha cock?”
“N-never, and I’ve never wanted to until now,” Aaren whined.
“Yeah, I can feel it.” Hades pumped his fingers deeper. “You just grew twice as wet. You like me trapping you against the wall, sweetheart? Pinning you down, letting you feel my cock?”
Aaren grew hot all over, just like that first time when Hades had overwhelmed him, and he thought he might go into heat.
Hades stepped closer, blocking off Aaren’s exits, covering Aaren with his broad, strong body. “At any point, if this gets too much, tell me and we’ll slow down.”
“K-Kay.”
“Good boy.” Hades curled his fingers against Aaren’s prostate, pressing down so hard that Aaren came, his eyes rolling back. “So sensitive for me. Perfect.”
He kept stroking Aaren’s sweet spot, massaging it so Aaren shook like a leaf. Aaren came again and again, trying to stifle his moans because someone could walk by and see them.
When Aaren managed to look down, he discovered that Hades had freed his cock from his underwear, so he was shooting come all over the alley floor. This felt even more forbidden than anything else they had done, and it was so fucking hot.
“I love your little cock,” Hades murmured in his ear, brushing his thumb over Aaren’s sensitive tip. “It just keeps coming, obeying me.”
“Y-Yeah,” Aaren panted, feeling boneless.
“If I told you not to come, and I tried my best to fuck you into an orgasm anyway, would you be able to hold back?”
“I’ll try,” Aaren whimpered. “Sounds like amazing torture.”
Hades laughed, low and hungry. “Don’t come, sweetheart. That’s an order.”
“W-will I be punished?”
“We’ll see.” Hades pushed another finger into Aaren’s hole, stretching him wider.
He began to fuck Aaren for real then, thick fingers pounding into Aaren’s body, grinding against his prostate over and over until Aaren panted and squirmed, trying not to think about coming.
He tried to focus on the brick wall against his fingers, the cool night air on his skin, the scent of the dumpsters nearby.
Then Hades curled his fingers against that one spot, and Aaren took huge, gulping breaths, his nerves drawn tight as he tried not to come.
“You’re doing so well,” Hades purred, his voice hoarser now. “You’re shaking and trying so hard even though your ass keeps clenching around me, begging for more.”
Heat swelled through Aaren; he almost came. But he didn’t.
Hades spread his fingers in Aaren’s hole, avoiding his most sensitive spot. Maybe he could hang in there and obey Hades’ order, after all.
Hades released Aaren’s cock. His fly rasped, and the next thing Aaren knew, Hades’ fingers were sliding out of him. Hades wrapped one arm around Aaren’s chest and lifted him off his feet, holding him against the wall.
“Try not to come, sweetheart. Try your best, okay?”
“O-okay,” Aaren whined, his breath stuttering when a blunt tip pushed between his cheeks. Hades found his hole easily and lined them up; precome shot through his loose entrance.
Don’t come, don’t come, Aaren told himself.
Hades’ cock burrowed into him, big and thick. Aaren made a high-pitched sound, his entire body aching as he strained to hold back that building pleasure.
“I’m t-t-trying,” Aaren gasped, nails digging into the brick wall. Hades was so big inside him, sliding past his prostate. It was the only thing he was aware of, being stretched around his alpha’s cock. “H-H-Hades, p-please—”
Hades gave him another inch. And another inch. Aaren sobbed, his own cock rock-hard and aching.
“You’re doing so good,” Hades murmured, pushing another inch inside so Aaren’s eyes rolled back.
He slid out a little and rocked back in, easing himself deeper.
He brought his other hand around to grip Aaren’s inner thigh, helping to support his weight.
This made Aaren’s legs spread wider. “You’re wrapped so tight around me, wet and hot, all ready to receive my come. ”
“I n-n-need to c-come,” Aaren said, shaking so hard that he thought he might shake himself out of Hades’ grasp.
“Yeah?” Another inch. Hades pulled out halfway, before slowly sinking back in.
Precome shot out of Aaren. He almost bit through his lip; he was trying so hard to keep quiet, trying so hard not to blow. But he was right there on the edge, his balls squirming, his ass so wet that he ached.
“H-Hades, a-a-alpha, p-please—” Aaren’s voice broke.
“Fuck. Don’t come,” Hades growled, and he thrust every last inch into Aaren, burying his cock completely.
Aaren came with a howl, pleasure lighting up every single nerve, his vision whiting out as everything inside him pulsed.
“Fuck. That’s it. Such a good omega,” Hades groaned, pounding hard and fast into Aaren’s convulsing hole. “You held on for so long. You did so well. Looks like you can’t help but come on my cock every single time.”
Aaren could only writhe and moan, coming again. He never wanted Hades to pull out.
Hades’ thrusts grew short and urgent, his cock swelling. He rutted into Aaren’s ass like Aaren was a ragdoll, and Aaren’s legs shook.
How was back alley sex this hot? Aaren whimpered, “Hades—”
Hades snarled and buried himself deeply, his cock throbbing as he came.
It felt so good, being filled with his alpha’s come.
For long moments, neither of them moved, just trying to catch their breaths. Hades kept Aaren impaled on him. Aaren squeezed, just to cling to the feeling of Hades inside him.
“All right, that’s enough,” Hades growled, sliding out the base of his cock before his knot could swell and lock them together. “Keep squeezing, and I won’t let you off my cock at all.”
“Mmm,” Aaren mumbled, dazed and limp.
“Yeah?” Hades laughed quietly, tucking his nose into Aaren’s sweaty hair. “You’re perfect, sweetheart. This was amazing.”
“Yes it was.” Aaren slumped back against Hades. He was barely aware of Hades pulling out of him.