Michael hid a cheeky grin behind a handful of popcorn as Edwardo set the movie up. This was MUCH more preferable than having a beanbag chair to himself! He snuggled in a little deeper, using Edwardo’s chest as a pillow. He could easily hear Eddie’s rapid heartbeat. And if he wasn’t mistaken, something was definitely trying to get stiff underneath him. He wouldn’t say he purposely shifted his weight to tease that particular spot some more, but to be honest that’s exactly what he did.
Edwardo tried to force himself to calm down. He tried to tell himself that cuddling was a normal couple thing to do. He told himself this was no big deal, that it was no different than when Essie wanted to get in his lap.
Speaking of which, Ms. Princess Bonita Esperanza decided she needed to get in on the love too, and tried to join the two of them in the beanbag.
“Sorry girl, one at a time.” Edwardo
Edwardo did his very best to not run into any walls on the way to the master bedroom. Tripping over the dog was also a hazard. Somehow, he’d managed to get his precious cargo all the way to their destination unscathed. He laid Michael on the bed, breaking their mouth contact long enough to gaze lustily at the sweet treat he was about to devour.Michael’s heart was going a mile a minute! It was happening! It was finally happening! Before Edwardo could latch on to his lips again he signaled to him to wait a second, slowly removing his pants to reveal that he was wearing the entire candy cane striped getup from the photo set. Michael figured, what more could an alpha ask for?Edwardo salivated at what lay before him. It was a fantasy cherry picked from his own wet dreams! He tried to go in for more, but Michael frustratingly made him wait again!“Uh-Ah Papi!” Michael teased. “You wanna touch, t
Michael zoned out the entire ride home. He wasn’t even bothered about the safety concerns or the omega curfew, all he knew was that in that moment, he wanted to be wherever Edwardo wasn’t. He almost didn’t realize when the rideshare had pulled up in front of his house, but an awkward prompt from the driver woke him up enough for him to leave the vehicle and shuffle inside.His parents weren’t home. He somewhat remembered them saying something about having a work sponsored holiday party tonight... Oh well. He didn’t really want to be around anyone right now anyway. His clothes were damp from where he fell in the snow, and he wanted a shower more than anything.He wanted to scrub off the feeling of Edwardo’s hands on his body.Speaking of, his phone had been going off almost nonstop. He’d put it on silent in the car, but all the calls and messages were coming from the same number.
Scott delighted in the way Rayan’s hair twisted around his fingers. It’s been a little over a month since they went to get it cut and it had since grown in quite nicely. It even covered Rayan’s scar if you could get it to lay right, but Scott wasn’t too worried about that. Rayan had been absolutely adorable with long hair, but with short hair?In Scott’s opinion, Rayan with short hair was absolutely stunning!“Do you really like playing with my hair all that much?” Rayan asked with a laugh.“I could stop, if it’s bothering you?” Scott suggested.“Please don’t, it actually feels really nice…”They’d finally gotten back home after a busy morning out, and Scott had gotten himself distracted getting Rayan set up on the couch. The day started off by going out to breakfast before Rayan’s ps
Scott was getting more than a little excited at the afternoon’s turn of events. He hadn’t heard Rayan make sounds like that in far too long. And to top it all off, for Rayan to give consent to oral? Scott now had one goal. He wanted to hear Rayan’s orgasm voice over, and over, and over again.He started with his gloved hand, and squeezed some lube onto his fingers. He then spread it around Rayan’s hole, delighting in the way it puckered just from being rubbed. Rayan was making a little noise, but nowhere near the volume Scott was after. That was okay. They were barely getting started.The first finger slipped inside earned him a surprised moan. He slipped it in and out, trying to get Rayan relaxed enough for the second finger. He wasn’t going to bother getting Rayan stretched since they weren’t planning anything more than this. He found Rayan’s prostate with practiced ease and teased it gently. Rayan
Michael really wanted an omega’s view on all this, but beggars can’t be choosers and he only had about an hour until Edwardo’s plane landed. He needed to decide what he was going to do. He flopped on his bed and considered his options.Talking to Edwardo face to face would have been ideal, but that wasn’t going to happen. Councilman Sanchez had told him he made his son get on the plane against his wishes. Apparently Edwardo hadn’t wanted to leave without making up with Michael first. The issue was though that Edwardo’s grandma had dementia, and since he and his brother were twins, having one there and not the other confused her too much. It’s the only reason he couldn’t get out of going in the first place. Well, that and she was old. You don’t flake on old people. There’s no guarantee how much longer they’ll be around.Councilman Sanchez even offered to escort Michael himself
Edwardo’s head throbbed in time with his heartbeat as he sat limply in a kind of uncomfortable armchair in his room of his family’s villa. He repositioned a wet cloth he had draped over his eyes as he sipped from a water bottle.Most of the plane trip was a total blur.The one thing he knew for sure, and that was only because his brother corroborated his own drunken memory, was that Michael had finally answered one of his calls. Michael finally decided to talk to him, and he’d been too drunk to even hold a conversation. Then again, the only reason he’d been drinking was because Michael was ignoring him…Of course, Edwardo realized Michael had had every right to be upset. What kind of alpha was he, anyway? Michael had done nothing but give him constant affection from day one, and Edwardo lied to his family about him. Sure, Michael had a right to know, but that was in no way the right t
Michael clicked the link out of curiosity, and the video that opened centered on a couple. The guy looked a lot like Edwardo, but his hair was slightly longer and his shoulders weren’t as wide. The other person was a beautiful Hispanic lady with long dark brown hair, and a grin that suggested whatever this was about had some serious mischief attached.They introduced themselves as Enrique and Angela, Edwardo’s brother and sister-in-law. Apparently this was their plan to get back at Edwardo for getting totally shit-faced on the plane trip, and to give Michael a candid look on how their family feels about Edwardo being in a same-sex relationship. Enrique was going to handle the interviews, and Angela was going to film and translate. Michael continued watching eagerly…The format was pretty simple. They asked their family members if they’d noticed Edwardo was feeling down, and pretty much everyone admitted to thinking s
“Alright Hot Stuff, you ready for this?” Scott asked.Rayan sighed nervously. “About as ready as I’ll ever be…”They were in the driveway of Scott’s parent’s house, which had very helpfully been left clear just for them. Parked cars lined both sides of the street around them. Both Scott and Rayan were in matching and decidedly hideous holiday sweaters, with Rayan’s being several sizes too big to make it easier to get on and off. It was a bitterly cold, clear, and bright Christmas Eve day, and the guest of honor had just rolled up to the annual Kranston Christmas Party and been unloaded.“Cuddle Bug, what if the rest of your family doesn’t like me?” Rayan got more nervous as he was pushed closer to the door.“Impossible! They’re related to me, so they’re bound to love you!”Rayan did h
Michael kept his voice low so the guests outside the tent couldn’t hear him over the music. “Okay, the kids just started walking. Are you really sure you don’t need to use these?” Michael held one of Rayan’s forearm crutches to him, which had been a vast improvement to the walker in Rayan’s opinion. Rayan shook his head, picking up his bouquet. “The weather’s been good the past few days, and I made sure to take a little extra pain reliever this morning. I’ve been practicing in secret, and Scott doesn’t know I’m okay for short distances. Besides, I’ve got your shoulder I can lean on.” “Look, I just don’t want you falling on your wedding day. If you go down, you know I’m not strong enough to catch you.” They shared a look, and Michael threw his hands up, admitting defeat. Michael helped Rayan out of the chair he’d been sitting in, and resigned himself to be a living crutch for a little while. R
Scott sighed contentedly in his dream. He was surrounded by mountains of soft, fluffy pillows. Or were they clouds? It was hard to tell. Rayan was in his dream too. He loved dreaming about Rayan.Dream Rayan was being particularly and delightfully naughty. Dream Rayan kept rubbing against his leg, a positively lewd expression on his face. Sometimes he and Dream Rayan had clothes on, sometimes they didn’t. Scott could tell Dream Rayan was trying to say something, but he couldn’t quite make out what it was. Dream Rayan seemed truly desperate, practically humping his thigh.Scott loved dreams like this. He reached out, wanting to touch all the sensitive areas he knew would drive Rayan, and by extension Dream Rayan, absolutely crazy. But he couldn’t move? Dream Rayan started kissing his face, and running his fingers through his chest hair. He wanted to tell Dream Rayan to do whatever he wanted with his body, but he couldn&rsquo
Scott had something extra special booked for them after lunch. It was a special massage and treatment package the resort only offered around the holiday. So, as they had been getting accustomed to, they changed into their underwear and the plush robes provided for them and made their way to the designated room for their appointment.The room already smelled heavenly, with the scent of warm chocolate filling the air. Scott and Rayan were made to sit in special chairs with foot baths attached as the full team of professionals got to work.Fresh rose petals were added to the pleasantly warm water, and while their feet soaked, Scott and Rayan were reclined in their chairs. They each got a manicurist to start on their hands, while a masseuse started their facials. Both treatments started with a scrub said to be made of coffee ground s and cocoa nibs, which was supposed to help exfoliate the skin. In Rayan’s opinion, the gritty feeling tickl
Rayan lazed in the bed with Scott’s head pillowed on his chest. Here lately, there’s been some mornings where they’d wake up like this with their typical cuddling roles reversed. It was nice. Rayan liked getting the chance to play with Scott’s hair, and look down at Scott’s peacefully sleeping face. It gave him a very addictive warm and fuzzy feeling.Scott stirred a little, wrapping himself more securely around his fiance’s torso. “Happy birthday,” he murmured into Rayan’s nightclothes.Rayan continued gently raking his fingers through his fiance’s hair. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” he responded quietly.“I love you so much…”“I love you so much too!” Rayan chuckled, amused by Scott’s half-asleep voice.Scott started humming the happy birthday song as he shimmied up to
“This feels like a really long trip just to go to a spa. I really don’t get any more hints than that?”Rayan fiddled with some ankle weights so he could keep up with a modified version of his seated exercise regimen. He and Scott had packed up last night, four days’ worth, and left the city early this morning. Rayan knew this was his much hinted at birthday trip considering Valentine’s Day, also his birthday, was the day after tomorrow. Frustratingly, “going to the spa” was the only hint Scott had given him for over a week. And they’d already been in the car for almost two hours now.“We are going to a spa,” Scott said good naturedly. “We’re just not going to one in the city. Don’t worry, we’re maybe half an hour out right now.”Outside the car window the scenery sped by, and there was still a touch of snow left on the ground under
Michael ended up cheekily turning down Edwardo’s proposal that day. Not completely, he just insisted on getting something a little more public and romantic. The next few weeks went by in a flash. In the wake of the historical verdict, omegas all over the country were suing their workplaces for discrimination and harassment. Reporters were swarming for interviews now more than ever, going so far as to stakeout Rayan’s physical therapy clinic, Scott’s parent’s bakery, and even Edwardo’s home. Irritating was an understatement, and while the public’s opinion was mixed most media was at least putting the events that happened in a positive light. Michael, for his part, had completely devoted himself to the city’s PR campaign after quitting Howard’s bakery with an apology. With Edwardo’s help he was finally able to start some psychotherapy, even if he wasn’t sure it was helping yet. He and Edwardo had finally finished getting the rest of Michae
“Michael, you don’t have to force yourself.”Edwardo said it out of concern. Michael had barely gotten the tip in, and it was clear how uncomfortable he was. The fact that he’d lost his own erection was a dead giveaway.“I’m not giving up,” Michael grit his teeth, sliding down a little further. “You’re just bigger… than the toys I’m used to…”Edwardo wracked his brain trying to think of a way to help. It’s not like he could magically make himself smaller, but his Dulcito was obviously not enjoying himself anymore. Edwardo slid one of his hands up, letting his thumb slip under Michael’s bikini top to find the nipple hiding there. The surprised gasp was encouragement enough to continue with the teasing, so he slid his other hand up to make sure he was providing a proper distraction.Michael had both hands braced
And that little conversation is how Michael found himself alone in Edwardo’s expansive walk-in closet. He’d lamented that he had nothing here to wear to make their first time special, but apparently Edwardo had a dirty little secret that offered the perfect solution. So, while Edwardo was busy filling one of Essie’s chew toys with peanut butter, Michael got to have his own lingerie themed Christmas.Now, Edwardo’s closet was bigger than Michael’s bedroom at home, and Edwardo himself used very little of it. Michael couldn’t help feeling a little envious his first time seeing it, with all its racks and drawers and cubbies, and especially it’s makeup vanity and floor length mirror. Michael could move in everything he had, and there’d still be at least half the place empty. But today, Michael found out that the closet’s cabinetry wasn’t as empty as expected.Edwardo probably had twenty
Guilty… Guilty… Guilty on all charges. The jury’s verdict seemed to hang in the air. The judge banged his gavel, quieting the whispers of the spectators.“In the case of Rayan Neel vs. the shipping company, the defendant is hereby found guilty of all charges, and is hereby required to pay all medical and rehabilitation costs, plus pain and suffering.”The judge’s decree rang out clearly, followed by a very final sounding bang of the gavel. The bailiff gave the order for everyone to stand, and the judge left the courtroom. It was over. The big important trial was over. Some might have expected a cheer, but it was more a collective sigh of relief. An omega had sued a large company for discrimination, and won. Rayan won.The room emptied in relative quiet, the few that had been allowed to spectate barely whispering amongst themselves as they left. Soon enough, it was only Scott, Rayan,