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It's Enjin's day off today.
No missions, no paperwork.
But that's not the most important part. If not counting his rut cycles, Enjin's days off happen once a week, so plenty enough, but this is the rare day that just so happens to coincide with Gris's day off. That's why immediately after finishing off his breakfast, Enjin skipped over to Gris's room and barged in.
"Gris!" Enjin chirped as he pushed into the suppoeter's room. The scent of his alpha boyfriend wrapping around him like a warm blanket. Enjin smiled dopily. "Good morning, sweetheart!"
Enjin still had no idea how he had gotten so lucky. Ever since he learned that the hot blond that he'd been crushing on was an alpha just like himself, he had basically given up courting him. But Gris had to surprise him by asking him out all bashfully, saying that he still wants Enjin despite him bring an alpha. It set a raging fire inside his heart. It's embarrassing to recall, but Enjin was pretty sure he stumbled over his words a few times just saying yes he also like Gris back.
"Its eleven, Enjin." Said Alpha was working at his desk. Enjin frowned. He trotted over and slipped his hands over the older man's shoulders.
"And it's your day off." Enjin whined, nuzzling his face into Gris neck, taking in his boyfriend's scent. It smells like fragrant coffee with a touch of chocolate. "Why are you still working?"
Gris smiled, still not taking his eyes off the work in front of him. Enjin pouted.
"Its just a little bit of paperwork I didn't finish yesterday." He said. "It will be done soon."
"I would have just left it for tomorrow." Enjin sighed, letting go of Gris and flopping into Gris's bed. He laid for a moment before rubbing his face along the sheets, releasing his pheromones and soaking Gris bed with his own minty smell. He purrs at their mixed scent.
"What the hell are you doing?" Gris asked when the enticing smell of Enjin becomes too much, finally turning to face him. "You are being distracting."
"You are not even supposed to be working!" Enjin whined, rolling over to glare at his man. "C'mon, let's do something else."
"I want to, but in a bit, alright? I'm almost done." He turned back around, picking up his pen again. Enjin sighed, knowing there's no way to pull Gris away from his work at this point. He settled into Gris's bed, determined to wait him out.
"I'm done." Gris announced. Enjin blinked.
"That was fast, what?" That wasn't even five minutes.
"I told you didn't I?" Gris grinned, standing up and walked over to the younger man, peering down at him.
Enjin looked back at him, before grabbing at the front of his shirt and pulling Gris towards him. Gris yelped and raised his arms, barely catching his fall, his face only hairs away from Enjin's.
"Oh my God, Enjin." Gris breathed, eyes wide. Enjin only grinned before tackling Gris and wrestling him down into the sheets.
They rolled around in a bed that is admittedly too small for two 190 something adults, and it let out ominous creeking sounds. But they pay it no mind, attention only on trying to pin the other down, matching smiles on their faces.
Enjin finally pins Gris face down into the bed, a hand pressed flat on his muscled back. He knows that Gris could easily overpower him if he wants, and the knowledge that the supporter is letting him win even if it's just a play fight is making his inner alpha purr.
As soon as the satisfaction passed though, Enjin realised the position he'd put them in.
It has been a while since they last fucked, and with Gris laying beneath him all pretty...
He leans down, down until his chest pressed against Gris's back. Enjin gently bites at Gris's ear, and he feels Gris shiver. He grinds against Gris's plush ass, hands braced on either side of the older man's head.
"Ah... F-fuck," Enjin rasped.
"Nngh... is this what you meant when you said you wanted to do something else?" Gris asked, voice thick.
"Not- not really. I was thinking more like going out to the city. Or just go grab a meal and hang out for a bit." Enjin gasped. He can feel himself getting hard already. Did they really not fuck for so long that it made him this sensitive?
"But this works too." Enjin panted, feeling his arousal quickly rising, only fueled higher by his boyfriend's delicious scent. A scent which is filled with Gris's own arousal. It envelopes him, making his mind go hazy. It is intoxicating. Enjin wants more.
He buries his nose into Gris's neck, taking a huge breath of his pheromones. His fangs itch to bite.
Gris growled lowly, tense. His own alpha instincts fighting against being submissive, being pinned down by another alpha. But he bites down on it, and rock his hips back into Enjin's hardening cock, just to hear him moan into his ear again.
"Shit! Gris, please-... I-" Enjin breathed, rutting against Gris like some horny teenager. "Promise I'll bottom for you next time, please, can I fuck you?"
"That's what you said last time." Gris replied, turning around to face him. Enjin winced, he probably did say that.
"I swear I'll do it next time. Just please?" He begged.
Instead of replying, Gris only pulled him down for a kiss, biting at his lips and shoving his tongue into the younger alpha's mouth. Enjin moaned, fingers grasping the sheets tightly as he pushed his own tongue back aginst Gris's, feeling his mind melt.
"Baby, please," Enjin rasped, breaking the kiss and mouthed along Gris's neck, lapping at his scent gland. Gris jolted beneath him. "You smell so good."
Gris cursed, craning his neck to allow more access for him. Enjin growled before nipping lightly at Gris. "F-Fuck. Fine, I'll be holding you to your word."
At that, Enjin quickly reached down and unbuckled Gris's belt, unzipping his pants and pulling both his underwear and pants off in one go, feeling himself go a bit crazy when Gris's hard cock bounced up and tapped agaist his clothed stomach, fully hard with pre-cum dripping from the head. Enjin can already see the form of a knot forming around the base.
He licked a stripe on his hand and reached for Gris's dick, quickly pumping up and down, massaging Gris's knot.
"Ahh! Enjin--" Gris groaned, his hand reaching to claw at Enjin's arm. It stings, and it only stoke the fire coiling in Enjin's gut. He doesn't let up, rubbing at Gris's knot until it's fully formed.
"Oh my god, baby you are so hot." Enjin croons, affection clear. He reached over and open the first drawer of the nightstand and fished out a half empty bottle of lube.
"Look so good," Enjin says, rubbing his slicked fingers against Gris's rim. He grins as Gris tenses beneath him, "So perfect."
Gris jolted when Enjin pushed his finger in, feeling his alpha body reject it instinctively. "Damn. It's been a while."
"I know, baby." Enjin muttered, his other hand jerking Gris's dick lightly to distract him from the slight burn. His finger curled upward as he drags it out, aiming for the spot in Gris that he knows like the back of his hand.
Gris's hips jerked when Enjin pressed harshly against it, moans muffled behind clenched teeth. "Yeah? Feels good?" Enjin asked, feeling like he is running out of air. He grinned when Gris nodded shakily, eyes closed tightly at the pleasure of it. He pushed another finger in along with the first, and soon he's scissoring Gris open with three.
"Just fucking-- fuck me already." Gris hissed, tugging at Enjin's hair, fingers tightening painfully. Enjin yelped, pulling out his fingers a touch too quick.
"Don't need to rile me up even more, Gris." Enjin croaks, his hand already busy pulling his neglected dick out from his pants, slicking it up and positioning it at Gris's hole. Gris only grinned lazily.
Enjin groaned when he finally pushed his cock into Gris's heat, panting against his neck. "Fuck, sweetheart, you are so tight." Enjin rambled, feeling like his dick is about to burst. "So hot inside, wrapping around me so nicely."
"Oh my god, shut up." Gris says, a smile tinged with disbelieve hanging on his flushed face. "You are so embarrassing."
"But it's true. You feel so good." Enjin grinned as he starts moving, fucking into Gris and grinding into his sweet spot everytime he drags out. Gris only moans throatily in response, head tilting back into the mattress. He reach his hand into the headbroad and gripped so hard that Enjin could hear it creek.
Enjin soon losses his rhyme, thrusting into Gris messily, just trying to chase his orgasm. "Fuck. Fuck! I'm close." He snarls, the knot on the base of his cock slapped against Gris's entrance. "Alpha, can I knot you? I need it so bad." Enjin panted, desperately rutting into his supporter.
Gris cursed. He can feel his own orgasm building rapidly in his stomach, coiling tight. "Ah-! Yes, knot me--!" His mouth opened in a silent scream as Enjin forced it in. A burst of sudden pain along with burning white pleasure fills him. Gris arched his back and moaned, just a little bit more and--
Enjin wrapped his fingers tight around Gris's own knot, making a faux hole for Gris to fuck into. Gris snapped his hips up once, twice before cumming hard, making a mess out of their already sweat soaked clothes.
Enjin gasped and whined when Gris locks tight around him, massaging his dick with every wave of his orgasm, trying his best to keep his fingers wrap tight around his alpha's knot to be good for him.
"I'm gonna cum, Gris. Gris-!" Enjin sobbed, still thrusting shallowly into him. "Alpha, was it good? Please say it was."
Gris gasped sharply, the pleasure starting to become unbearable, bleeding into overstimulation. "Fuck. Yes, yes it was." He gritted out, hand reaching up to grab at Enjin's hair and pulling back harshly, exposing his throat. He hears Enjin whine before biting down roughly at the base of his throat, right on his Alpha's scent gland.
Enjin goes rigid when he feels Gris's teeth break skin, like a jolt of electricity ran through him. His eyes roll back as he cums hard into Gris's tight heat, all the while moaning and gasping messily.
Enjin curl into Gris, hands fisting tightly in the sheets, winding down from the in high of his intense orgasm. He is starting to feel his neck hurt from where Gris is still latched on now that the adrenaline has passed.
"Gris, you can let go now." He rasps, patting Gris's hair lightly. Enjin sighed in relieve when he felt Gris's teeth disappear from his neck.
"Shit, you really don't spare your strength when you bite--" Enjin twitched when he felt Gris lapped at his bite mark. "What are you doing?" He can feel his face heat up.
Gris hummed, not stopping as he licked up his spilled blood from his neck. Enjin sits with his softening dick still in Gris, his blush reaching down to his chest as Gris continue to lick and suck at Enjin's throat.
"You taste good." He just shrugged and said after finishing "cleaning up" his neck. He pecked at Enjin's lips before frowning. "Can we go and take a shower? Has your knot has gone down?"
"Um. I think so?" Enjin says, feeling like he just discovered something new about himself. Gris gasped when Enjin pull out, Enjin's cum pooling out now that it isn't plugged up. He stared, transfixed.
"Remember your promise, Enjin." Gris says, grinning while pinching his cheek, effectively cutting off his imaginations. Enjin blinked. Oh right. A matching grin made its way on Enjin's face.
"I certainly will," Enjin crooned. "I am looking forward to getting plowed through the sheets by you." He finishes, leering at the older man.
Gris only laughed before sliding off the bed and hopping into the bathroom. Enjin licked his lips and swallowed. Now that he thinks about it, Gris's rut is coming soon, right?