There’s a very sudden gush of wind and it brings with it the smell of damp earth, heavy with fallen rain. Adom brows ripple. It hasn’t rained for some time. Maybe a week or so. He pulls away, eyes clouded and filled with desire. “Is that you?” Adom asks, nose touching Alexander.
“Is what me?” Alexander tilts his head, amused.
Suddenly, as if announcing its presence, the smell increases tenfold. It feels like it’s permeating everything around them. Adom has to block his nose just so his hackles don’t start to rise. “You’re an alpha?” Adom pushes Alexander back a step, just so he can maybe get a breath of regular air in. It doesn’t work.
“Uh, yeah. You didn’t notice earlier?” Alexander says, stepping back further after noticing Adom discomfort.
They stumble into Alexander condo while kissing. The whole place is cast in shadow. Adom almost trips over a pair of shoes left out on the floor and Alexander has to catch him by the waist. They both laugh in each other’s mouths, still kissing, unwilling to let go. Adom reaches a hand out to feel for a wall, he manages to find it right before Alexander is pushing him onto it. His back hits the plaster with a soft thud, Alexander lips a soft impact in comparison on his neck. Adom toes off his shoes, a rush to take off his jacket while keeping up with Alexander pace.Alexander smiles against his neck, thumb running across Adom bottom lip. He laughs when Adom gets his sleeve stuck on his watch. It would feel out of place if Adom wasn’t also laughing at his own clumsiness. Alexander steps back and helps him take his suit jacket off, eyes never leaving Adom. He almost looks fond. It feels foreign to Adom to be looked at lik
Except Adom didn’t know that what was making him so angry was that he felt like he was losing control. He hadn’t even realized his scent had started to spike. The pills he usually takes for work don’t allow his scent any leeway; he’s surprised Alexander even knew he was an alpha. But it’s leaking out now, the bitter cocoa scent he doesn’t recognize much of anymore. It feels a little strange having someone else recognize his emotions better than himself. Alexander just stares up at him, patient. He raises a hand, as if asking Adom to join him on the bed. Adom stares at the hand but decides against it. He starts unbuttoning his own shirt, making sure to look at Alexander as he does. He can see it in Alexander eyes, that same look he had at the bar. Hungry, starving. Adom takes his time, he’s in control of the pace now, he can feel that the same way he can feel the tension in the air. He’s suddenl
Adom doesn't know it's happening until it is. Alexander is pressing their bodies together and it's driving Adom insane. He feels too close and not close enough all at the same time. The smell is really too strong, Adom thinks again. His eyes can't keep focus, and Alexander is too busy kissing down Adom neck to realise. Adom can feel his blood boiling, as Alexander goes lower and lower. The further Alexander travels the worse it gets.It's like his body can't take the space, he needs Alexander back up, kissing him right that instant. Adom hand feels like it's underwater as he reaches for Alexander, his skin feels itchy, like ants are crawling all over his arms. It only subsides once his fingers connect with Alexander. "Hm?" Alexander looks up at him, and Adom doesn't know what he sees but it must convince him to do just what Adom needs. Because in the next second he's coming back to kiss Adom's lips. "You okay?" He asks, fingers brushing away the hair
Adom sits on the floor, back resting on Alexander bed as he listens to the quiet trill of the shower. Even now he can feel that incessant pool continuing to gather inside his chest. He's been anxious since the moment Alexander had left to go take a shower, unable to understand what the other man was thinking about their situation. Adom himself is still in disbelief. Every timehe tells himself it can't possibly be true, the weight inside his chest expands just to mock him. He can't believe something like this is happening to him. His boring, mundane life turned on its head in the span of one night. He hears the bathroom door open, then looks up to see Alexander step out wearing fresh clothes. Adom stands up in a rush, nerves on edge. His eyes follow Alexander around the room as the man heads towards the bed. Adom clears his throat softly, "W-what are we going to do now?" hewrings his hands togethe
Adom stares at himself in the bathroom mirror in quiet contemplation. Alexander had almost bitten him and Adom had been more than willing to let him. It's a startling realisation to come to. Adom runs a hand down the front of his new dress shirt to help get rid of any wrinkles. He's stalling and he knows it. Alexander is waiting for him back at his office and Adom is unable to face him. Adom is taken back to the previous night where he had bitten Alexander because he needed to. His body was unable to resist doing so. It had felt like not biting Alexander, right there, right then would have been the end of him. Is that what Alexander had felt earlier? Adom bites at his nail again, he doesn't know what to make of that if it's true. The door to the bathroom opens and a few other employees shuffle in, bowing to Adom before going about to do their business. Ad
When Adom wakes up it's morning once more. He's lying on his side, the blanket pulled up to below his chin and the space beside him empty. He pats at the mattress and notices that it's cold to the touch. Alexander has been gone a while. As soon as the alpha pops into his mind the pool inside his chest stirs, like a cat stretching when it finishes a nap. He can feel that Alexander is far, everything inside of him feels dulled and muted. For a moment he can't manage to sit up, his hands a weight that seem unfamiliar to him. His eyes land on the window across from him. The moonlight from last night replaced by the blinding rays of the sun. A bird chirps from somewhere outside and he can hear a few people talking, walking, mingling outside of Alexander apartment. Adom focuses on the ambient sounds and pushes himself off of the bed.As soon as he's sitting up anxiety, foreign in its gravity settles upon him. He can smell Alexan
"So, we should probably exchange phone numbers," Adom passes Alexander his phone, taking Alexander's in exchange. They've got a game starting up on Alexander's console. Both of them had decided to just hang out and ask each other questions naturally. Alexander raises Adom's phone and snaps a picture to set as his contact photo before handing it back. Adom just adds a small soccer ball beside his name in Alexander's phone and calls it a day. "Oh? Do you play?" Alexander asks him once he's got his phone back, thumb running over the screen. "Yeah, you could say I'm a pro" Adom boasts, picking up a game console controller and starting a new run. "Hm, I'll believe it when I see it" Alexander knocks him with an elbow, Adom's player on the screen falling to their demise. He sends a glare to his right, Alexander pretending like he's done nothing wrong.They play like that for hours. Adom learns Alexander likes to cheat more than actually play.
"Are you asleep?"It's late into the night. Adom can see the moon from his bedroom window, bright even though it is waning. Alexander is sleeping on the ground below him in Adom's old sleeping bag. He'd used it a grand total of one time when he went camping in college. Adom's bed is smaller than Alexander's but they could have still fit on it together. Adom turns on his side and wonders if he should have offered that instead of the sleeping bag. He's still unsure of their kiss in the kitchen, unable to make sense of it.It was a nice kiss, an amazing kiss even. Alexander had held him with a firmness that Adom might have at one time thought suffocating, but it had been gentle. Still lax and comfortable, letting Adom take shape as if he were clay. His lips were soft, pressure just right. And the ever-present scent of rain mingling with the earth was becoming a candle Adom never wanted to blow out. But now Adom wonders why they kiss
It’s been about a week since Adom star working with Alexander and Alexander overheard the employees chatting to her friend about how cute she thought Adom was. At the time, he felt proud that finally there was someone who saw how utterly gorgeous Adom was. But now, he’s annoyed as he watches the many girl blatantly flirt with Adom. Even giving him his favourite drink. How did she even know that was his favorite Alexander thought to himself.It’s been about a two years since they have made it official and there aren't many people on company who don’t know Adom was taken, except maybe this girl.Neither of them saw Alexander standing near the entrance of the Adom office. Adom was supposed to be waiting for him so they could work together. Alexander continues to watch as the girl puts her hand on Adom's arm. Before he can even think Alexander is storming across the office. Next thing he knows he is drag
"I am so sorry, Ash, if I had known you were out there looking for me, I would have come and found you," Sam said, tilting his head so she could snuggle Ash head into his neck. Sam stroked the tips of his fingers down the back of the rustling material of his dress, wanting to comfort her. "For what it's worth, I think the company did us both a favour. I can't promise that life with me will be as it was in past but I promise to dedicate my life to making you as happy as I possibly can. Maybe one day we can convince the other's to help you with your company" he whispered."I doubt they would do that now," Ash said, pressing hid nose to his Alpha's scent glands and inhaling deeply, marvelling at the way he smelt like the home Ash had always thought his home in the forested slopes of his mountain had been. "I threw a tantrum before I left and might have done something that I can't take back," Ash said, biting his lip to keep from laughing out loud.
Sam was lost for words when his mate's tears fell away. His mate skin is white. No, they were definitely white, whiter than pure snow. His hair shone so brightly he could barely look at it but could not force himself to look away. He thought Ash had been beautiful with the dark hair but he was... absolute, stunning perfection with the bright white hair. He couldn't help but reach out and wrap one of hid ringlets around his finger, wanting to know if it felt like hair or metal or ice. Now his eyebrows made sense. "Beautiful" he murmured, staring into Ash eyes."My name is Ash," he said, refusing to remove his hand from Sam face, Ash couldn't force himself to move a muscle, terrified that if he released him, he would disappear. Ash inspected every inch of him, his eyes darting back to Sam black hair again and again. It reminded him of a ray of sun. "I..." he tried to sit up, while still keeping one hand glued to Sam face, fighting against the tight corset that bou
Sam looked up from his desk, in the office of his club, when the telltale signs of an incoming message snagged his attention. He was in the middle of writing a e-mail to his team, informing them in no uncertain terms that he would be paying no more than 30 cannel per barrel as opposed to their 'suggestion' of 40 and was ignoring the impatient tutting sounds of his junior, waiting on his reply, was making. He dismissed his junior before taking envelope taking out to his desk. He snatched pen from penholder before writing on his desk and set the entire place ablaze.He stared down at the heavy parchment envelope in his hand, feeling the quality of it beneath the pads of his fingers. Two things about it immediately caught his attention, the handwriting, a beautiful flowing script that he didn't recognise and the scent that clung to the paper. He could smell the usual faint burnt paper scent but underneath there was something else, a faint scent that l
Next day all Alexander friends and Adom friend Sam are gathered around the fire and started talking and telling stories about their school time and when they met each other.They plan to go camping as s celebration of Adom and Alexander bond. Sam on the other hand is not happy beacuse he just got breakup with his omega girlfriend. Who leave him for other Alpha.Adom try hard to console his best friend and he know he can't do much and Sam need time to move on...They were all sitting with eachother other and had a blanket over their legs. Not that it was too cold but because it felt more comfortable. They all are enjoying the view. And throwing tantrum to Alexander and Adom.Adom just started to feel cold on his back and shoulders and he started rubbing his arms and snuggled more into Alexander, who noticed and put his arm around Adom shoulders. Alexander know his mate don't
Adom and Alexander finally official their realtionship infront of everyone and they don't really care what other's think about them and their realtionship. After taking blessing from Adom parents both of them go to date.It's just a simple date which actually turn something else when they got call from Jordon to attend his stupid Halloween party. Both Adom and Alexandra decide to attend party but alone.The hotel lobby is brimming with people, about half of them in costume and likely heading the same way as Alexander. At least he's in the right place, then; the invitation was on his desk after a very late lunch break, he had to cobble together a terrible improvised costume — bleeding victim of a traffic accident as the general vibe — and rely on the taxi driver to get the address right.He pushes through the crowd towards the ballroom, scanning the room for Adom, even though he doe
Adom feels a weird sense of déjà vu as he enters the same bar where he met Alexander just a few weeks ago. The only difference now is that Alexander and his friends are with him instead of just beside him. He slides into a booth with Alexander as Man and Jace go order their whole group a few drinks. Adom starts feeling a little self-conscious at how overdressed he is, it makes him continuously fiddle with his hair. Alexander notices it after a while, hand coming up to brush aside his bangs. The gel in Adom's hair is shiny in the dim lights of the bar and his bangs refuse to stay put. "You look great, I like the hair" Alexander tells him, so effortless as if he means it. Adom can't help the way he beams at the compliment.After their drinks arrive, Adom comes to the realisation that Alexander's friends are truly a bit wild. Alexander hadn't been exaggerating when he said that. Jordon has been guffawing so loud, occasionally trying to c
Adom spends the rest of his morning the next day coming up with a speech as he cleans Alexander's apartment. He washes all the dishes, laundries all the sheets and the duvet cover. He manages to vacuum too before he leaves, making sure everything is the same as when he arrived. Adom is halfway to the train station when he realises he's still wearing one of Alexander's hoodies. He pouts down at the cozy sweater, contemplating going back before deciding against it. It's not considered stealing since he'll return it back to Alexander once he sees him. Okay maybe not right away, tonight has to be special but soon. He'll bring it back soon.Adom gets home and showers, doing his best to style his hair afterwards with a bit of gel. He's not really talented in this department, hands clumsy as the gel goops through his fingers and falls into the sink. He looks at himself in the mirror and thinks he looks a little ridiculous. He's seen this exact hairstyle on Alexan
For the second time in one day Adom has trouble opening his eyes. His head hurts and he can hear pots and pans in the distance, the TV a quiet crackle as a sports announcer chatters on. Adom lifts up onto his elbows only to be greeted by his childhood home. He's sprawled out on the large living room sofa bed, his dad sitting beside him and watching a soccer match. He can hear his mom humming something in the kitchen, dishes clattering. Adom smiles and settles back down, feeling content. He pulls his sleeves over his fists and brings Alexander's sweater up to his nose. He imagines what it would be like to bring Alexander home and introduce him to Adom's family. Adom's sure Alexander would impress the heck out of all of them, being kind to Rose, talking all soft to his mom and even bringing up a business discussion with his dad.Adom sighs, snapping himself out of the fantasy. He turns his eyes onto the soccer game, trying to pay attention so h