Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Part Eleven

Henley

I think he was in shock, like when you are in that buoyant state right before you realize what actually happened. That shit actually hit the fan. He'd been quiet when he had gotten back from his parents and he was still so quiet even as well lay in bed. He'd taken a shower separately from me, but I heard him crying. I guess that's why he did, he didn't want me to see him cry anymore, but I heard him and it broke my heart. "Henley," he whispered, in the dimly lit room. "You're so tough," he paused to take a deep breath. "You stood your ground."

I maturely flexed my arm and kissed my bicep like a douchey protein junkie. "I’m pretty tough, Aya. I’m offended that you’re just now noticing."

He chuckled and turned to face me. "I'm serious. You stood against my father, no one does that except Aida."

"I'd stand against the world for you."

"I know, but being there. Standing up for me. being you and not losing your cool...was pretty damn awesome. It's still only early days but you've shown me what I really needed to see and I love you even more for it. My heart will only ever grow in size for you."

What Aya said played through my mind, like the proverbial angel on my shoulder he repeated, fueling my desire to be what Aya needed. "I think my heart might just pop," I smiled and moved his hair away from his neck. His hair, when left to dry and go where it wanted, was out of control, wild and unkempt. I loved that so much. I was falling even more in love with by the minute. The things I’d always been attracted to only intensified. But I needed him to know it will all be good. "It might be hard right now, but I promise it will get better. I'll make sure it only ever gets better."

"Will you make love to me Henley?" That surprised me.

"You don't ever need to ask for that." God. I wanted to touch him deeper than just his flesh. Of course, there was no way in hell I wasn’t touching him and I’d make him feel good in any way I could. But this time. He. Needed. Me. Even though the timing was really shitty with everything that was happening, and it was a lot to take in, I wasn’t about to tell him no. Not after he’d already made my fucking year. "Come here."

He smiled and scooted closer. One of his hands came at my face and gently he ran his fingers over my forehead, to my nose, then to my lips. "You're such a beautiful man."

I kissed his fingers, then took his hand in mine. "You're definitely more beautiful."

Head cocked to the side. Hair perfectly messy. He opened his mouth to say something, but I moved quickly and covered his open mouth with mine. His tongue slid over mine then scraped at my top teeth as he pulled his mouth from mine. God that was hot. "I'm slipping off my pyjama bottoms," He whispered. Luckily for me, I was already naked. It's how I roll. Naked sleeping. Now it came in handy. "Get between my legs."

"I like it when you do that."

He stilled, giving me his attention. "What?"

"That. I like it when you tell me to do stuff."

"Okay….Please, Henley. Make love to me."

I growled and pressed my forehead to his chest when I slipped between his long legs. "You’re evil," He laughed at me. I wished he sounded defeated, but mostly he sounded amused. "You’re not making it easy for me to be noble."

"Don’t be noble then." he said as I wound my arms around him and pulled him closer to me.

"If you knew what I was thinking about doing to you, you’d know I wasn’t."

"So it's not making love then?"

"Partly, maybe. No...I'm going to fuck you while I love you. So it's kind of the same." I touched his chest and wished I had two extra arms and hands. I loved the shape of him and how he fit perfectly in my palms. I loved how, when he lay on his back, they fell to his sides a little and left a clear path for me to kiss down the middle of his chest. Perfectly, his nipples reacted to my curious touch, growing stiff when I applied even the smallest amount of pressure. I kissed the pair and then my fingers touched over his soft flat belly, which rose and fell shakily as I took my time. He felt like silk or something equally smooth. I always wondered if my hands felt rough moving over his skin. He always seemed to like it, so I wasn’t ever going to stop.

My fingers made their way to his ass. He was wet and so damn ready. That's the thing with Omega's, they got wet. No need for lube like you needed if you were fucking a Beta and sometimes you needed it with other Alpha's. But not Aya, he was ready. "Henley," he panted. "Just get in there already." He gripped the headboard, beads of sweat started running over my face when I pushed myself all the way into him, right to my damn base. My toes curled when he hummed while taking all of me. Our moans mixed, our bodies speaking to each other intimately. I worshiped each part of him, but I couldn't take my time like I wanted to. Not feeling how fucking hot he was deep inside. It burned me and I loved it.

"Aya…" My mouth hung open as I thrust deep and hard. It felt like my dick swelled to twice its size. I'd never felt that before. It was both painful and pleasurable. "....I'm….oh fuck…"

"Henley…" His voice was strained. He looked like he was in pain, but fuck could I stop. Something inside me switched on and I gripped his hips. I pushed in one more time, then I couldn't move anymore. I was stuck inside him. "Jesus...christ!" He moaned out.

I tried my best to separate us, but I couldn't. "Aya….I…." Nope. My mind had gone blank as painful pleasure burst through my dick and exploded. He screamed my name. I was hurting him, but I couldn't break free. "I'm sorry…" I repeated sorry over and over again. I wasn't sure what the fuck just happened. So I laid against him. I could feel his heart along with mine going a million miles per second. We stayed like that for what felt hours, but only minutes had passed. I still couldn't free myself from him. If I'm honest it scared the living hell out of me. I was hurting him and I didn't know why it was happening. Now I know I definitely should have listened in school, but I didn't.

"....Henley, can you...lift up a little?"

I inhaled and exhaled slowly and leaned up on my elbows. "Aya, I…."

"It's okay," he said, trying to reassure me. It didn't work though. He was in pain. "Just calm," I was taking slow breaths. My back had seized up and I started to cramp in my left leg. "Breath," I closed my eyes and rested my forehead on his chest. I felt so heavy, but I didn't want to squash his body. But my arms had started to shake. I was losing my balance. "Henley, roll."

"What?"

"Roll over. I'll hold onto you."

"Okay," Aya's arms gripped onto my neck and I rolled us carefully so he was now on top of me with my dick still buried to the hilt in his ass, that was better. He's so much lighter than me, so it made sense. "Now what?" I asked.

"Now we wait." Wait? For what? But it seems Aya knew what he was talking about as he laid flat against me. I sure as hell had no idea what the fuck was happening to my body. I needed to kick my ass for not paying attention in school. Or to anything my father ever told me. Even our damn maid. I remember when I was a teen, she put me through sex ed at my father's request. But all I could think about at the time was fucking her. She had big tits. That's all I could think about at the time. Now I was stuck inside Aya and my eyes were getting heavy. I had exhausted all my testosterone filled adrenaline. Note to self. Look through the Internet tomorrow. Then the thought was lost when I'd heard but a small snore. Holy fuck, Aya had fallen asleep laying on top me. How the fuck did he just do that? So I grabbed the corner of the quilt and pulled it up as far as I could. This….this was going to be a long night.