"You’re coming to my place?" Max asks, his voice low as he stares down at him. Leo made this specifically for him. The thought makes his blood heat. Everything about the navy suit is detailed with sothing that is linked to him. His pheromones, his favorite color.
The entire ti Max visited the restaurant to get just a glimpse of the oga waiter, Leo acted like he despised him. Leo ti and ti again forced a distance between them, but the suit he wears now is proof that Leo was watching him just as much.
Leo’s teeth sink into his bottom lip, and the faint fragrance of pumpkins fills the space between them. "You’ve worked so hard for ." Leo says, his voice soft as he reaches up to press a palm into Max’s chest. He fiddles with the breast pocket, pulling out the matching handkerchief there and bringing it up to his nose. He sniffs it, the scent of Max on it. The alpha’s gaze darkens at the move. "So, I guess I can co over."
Max groans and wraps his arms around the oga’s waist. He pulls him into his chest and buries his nose into the side of Leo’s neck. The scent of him is stronger there, and he takes a deep breath of sweet pumpkins and wet leaves. "I have been a good boy, huh?" He chuckles, the sound vibrating from his broad chest.
Leo bathes in his warmth and hides his grin into the soft fabric of his design, "Good boys deserve rewards."
A hoarse sound escapes Max’s throat and he turns around to open the passenger door. He gestures for Leo to climb in and shuts the door once he’s buckled up.
Max lives in a pent house on the top floor of an apartnt building in the city. It’s a thirty minute drive, one full of soft touches to Leo’s thigh. The entire ti the blonde haired oga can’t stop staring at Max. Max who wears the clothes he made for him. With his own bare hands. He’s never seen anything more attractive. Leo has half the mind to create an entire wardrobe just for him. He has enough ideas for it.
"If you keep staring at like that," Max sucks in a breath and turns a corner, his grip tight on the steering wheel, "I’m going to pull this car over and fuck you in the back seat."
Leo gasps, his thighs clenching around Max’s hand. The alpha’s fingers curl into the fabric of his pants and Leo nearly shudders. "Don’t threaten with a good ti." He says, his voice barely audible in the quiet car. Despite his words, Leo diverts his gaze to look out the window. He rembers Max wanting to wait to go further the last ti they were in his car. Is he secretly a romantic?
Max holds Leo’s hand as they take the elevator up, the tension thick between them.
The mont they pass the threshold of Max’s front door, the alpha pushes Leo against the closest wall and lifts him by his thighs. The oga wraps his legs around Max’s trim waist, grabs his face with both of his hands and kisses him. There’s a clash of teeth and a sharp bite of pain, making Leo groan. He can taste the copper of blood, but it doesn’t stop them. They both release their pheromones, the scent like an aphrodisiac that sets them both on edge.
Max licks into his mouth, his tongue warm as it slicks against Leo’s inner cheek. He shudders, his hips grinding down. He can feel the hard length of the alpha’s cock against his pelvis, and he whimpers as he adjusts so it rubs against his own.
"You’re already hard." He whispers into Max’s mouth, one hand moving to slide into the alphas styled hair. It’s thick from gel, the strands are a little stiff.
"It’s been hard since dinner." Max murmurs back, his voice low. He grabs a fist full of Leo’s blonde hair and yanks the oga’s head back, forcing his neck to arch. He runs the tip of his nose along the skin there, taking a deep breath of his head pheromones. The walkway that leads further inside is crowded thick with it, with both of their scents mingling and mixing. Claiming. "Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you?"
Leo whimpers when Max bites down on the skin that connects his neck and shoulders. "How long?" He whispers.
"Since the mont I laid eyes on you." Max murmurs, kissing a trail up until he reaches the curve of his jaw line. "Since the mont you scented . You took one look at ," Max nearly growls the words out, his hips pressing into the curve of Leo’s ass. "And you covered in your sweet perfu."
Leo whimpers when Max tugs at his pants, dragging it down his ass and to the top of his thighs. Max adjusts his grip on him, his hands moving to cup at his plump cheeks and then spreading it apart. Leo gasps at the sudden cold air, his slick dripping over his skin.
"I thought about bending you over that counter so many tis it’s ridiculous." The alpha nearly scoffs at himself. "If I had my way, I’d have fucked you in front of everyone ten tis over." Max groans at the feel of Leo’s wet warmth. He rubs the tip of his finger against his slick, tight hole. Leo shudders in his arm, his hips pushing back and he moans when Max’s thick finger slides into the bottom knuckle.
Max suddenly chuckles as he pumps it in and out, then he adds a second one. Leo is so tight and warm inside, squeezing around him every ti he pulls his fingers out. "You tried so hard to act like you couldn’t stand the sight of ," Max mutters, his arm muscles flexing as he holds Leo up and finger fucks him at the sa ti. "Now look at you." He growls out. "You’re creaming all over my hand."
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