Kiss Me
Omegaverse
Matt
Part Seven
During our meal, Zeke finally sat up a little straighter, squaring his shoulders a bit more than he had so far. I looked at him in my clothes, his hair tumbled attractively around his face, with its hint of a curl, and I saw a young man, not a frightened boy. Hour by hour, he was regaining what I had seen in him before. With luck and care, maybe I would see that spark of determination in him again. I hope I see that again. Obviously I'd never rush him into anything, not after what he's been through with that fucking creep. But I didn't know about Zeke. I didn't know his background or even how he'd been living up until now. He was still a mystery to me, a beautiful mystery. "Simon messaged," I said, catching Zeke's attention and pushed my phone towards him so he could see for himself the messages between me and Simon.
"He's on his way here," Zeke sighed deeply, letting go of any troubles or worries he has going around in his head. "Simon is a good guy." He added and pushed my phone back to me.
"I know he is."
"He's a Beta."
"I kind of figured that out when I met him."
Zeke smiled and he moved from the spot he was seated in and had huddled up between my legs. His arms wrapped around my waist, his head resting in the crook of my neck. "Forever doesn't seem long enough." He whispered and pulled away, giving me another of his beautiful smiles. Then he moved in and kissed me. I mean really kissed me, throwing himself into it with all his heart and soul, his tongue seeking mine and sliding sensually over it. His arms now threaded around my neck and I couldn't help but pull him in closer, until we were touching head to head. It was such a wonderfully normal thing for him to do. I don’t mean it was mundane in any way, it definitely wasn’t. Just that it didn’t feel like something he did because he felt he had to, as some sort of payment. It felt to me like the kiss of a lover, one that left me breathless, dizzy, and unbelievably horny. But horny is how I will stay until Zeke says otherwise.
Then his reaction to the sound of the intercom buzzing took me by surprise. He went completely rigid, his eyes darting around like he was searching for somewhere to run and hide. "It’s nothing to worry about," I told him quickly. "Just the intercom. Probably Simon."
"Oh...right." He still looked spooked.
"Come with me," I said, pulling him along. I lifted the receiver and said, "Hello."
Then Simon's voice resounded at the other end, almost breathless. "It's me, Simon."
"Sure," I replied and pressed the buzzer to the gate. "Come straight in."
I still held onto Zeke's hand so he stayed with me while I went to the front door and opened it, but as soon as Zeke saw Simon he bolted from besides me and straight into his arms. I couldn't even find it in me to feel jealous. The look on Simon's face said all I needed to silently hear. He was happy to see Zeke was okay and safe. There was love there, but not of a lover. More brotherly, familial. "Let's get in," Simon ushered Zeke and they quickly walked past me so I could shut the door. "You look much better."
"I feel better." Zeke looked over at me and it warmed me right through to my bones.
"You need to put on weight Zeke and I have your medication."
"Shall we go into the living room?" I asked.
Simon nodded and Zeke copied his motion, then took his hand. I followed them both and Zeke sat on the sofa while Simon sat in front of him, checking him over. All the while, I sat beside him, my hand resting on the small of his back under his top, caressing little circles on his ivory skin. I didn’t do it consciously, touching him was an undeniable instinct. "Zeke said his heat is due."
"I know, it won't be easy for you when he goes into heat. But I have a suppressant for Alpha's too. It will help."
"They have that kind of thing?"
"It's not easy to get a hold of and honestly the stuff you get barely does anything at all."
"So how does it work then?" I was more than interested. This guy. Is he a doctor or something?
"I've perfected it," he said with a ghost of a smile. "I always wanted to be a pharmaceutical scientist. I wanted to discover, develop, test and manufacture new medications. But my family could no longer support my dream so I ended up being a doctor to the Omega's. But I dabble."
"Yeah, Simon is mega smart. He's always helped me."
Zeke looked so proud as he said that and it made me happy that he had at least one other person he could look to. "I'm not that smart," Simon laughed. "I just know what others need."
"You are smart and you saved me that night."
Simon lowered his eyes as he put some of his things back into his aged brown leather bag. "Malcolm is furious." He mumbled.
"Have you seen him?" I asked, intrigued and still so fucking angry.
"No, I dare not after what happened. He's a very dangerous man. Very very dangerous. He has eyes everywhere."
"Will he find Zeke here?"
"I don't know. Luckily for you the girl in the shop has kept to herself that you went there. She only spoke to me in secrecy. That's how I found you. If Malcolm finds you…" He stopped as he regarded himself. "I dread to think what will happen."
"Shit," I hissed out. "We need Zeke's passport. I'm taking him to America."
"I will try and get it, but I need time," By the sounds of it we didn't have time, not by how Simon made Malcolm sound. That man is definitely a twisted psychopath. But we had no choice. I don't know anyone here but Lincoln. I'm not from here. I had no connections here like I do back home. God! If that Malcolm piece of shit was on my territory, he'd regret even looking at Zeke, but he's not. I'm on his. "I need to go," Simon said around a sigh. "This is Zeke's medication and this is for you, for when he goes into heat. It will calm you, so take it as soon as Zeke's heat comes. You'll both be okay. I'll be in touch soon."
"Thank you Simon. You've done so much for me." I could see Zeke was getting emotional because Simon had to leave. I'm guessing Simon has been one of Zeke's life lines for a long time, so it's understandable.
"You'll be fine, you have a good man," Simon stood and ruffled Zeke's hair making him chuckle in response. "I'll see myself out." And with that he picked up his bag and left.
"Hey," I whispered a moment later. "You tired?"
"I guess."
"Shall we go to bed? Or we can settle on the sofa and watch a movie."
Zeke turned to face me, his eyes suddenly ablaze with heat. "I...I'm scared Matt, but I want you. I wasn't sure if I'd ever be ready to let anyone….go there, but…"
Shaking my head, trying to push my sordid thoughts away I pulled him to me. "No, you've been through too much. I won't have sex with you, not yet. Not until you're really ready."
He sighed. "Fine, lets go to bed."
Disappointment was all too obvious as he stood and strides away from me and upstairs to the bedroom. So I quickly followed him and found him already tucked up under the covers. "Zeke, don't get all humpy with me, I'm looking out for you."
"I know," he mumbled from under the quilt. "But I can't help it."
I wondered if it's because he's due his heat. I've heard that Omega's can get extremely horny before their heat and even worse during. "Fine." I uttered and stripped from my sweat pants and joined him under the covers.
Zeke groaned and kissed me again in just the same way. Then I noticed he was completely naked. "I want…" Was all he said and pushed his naked body to my covered one and told me with actions he really wanted us to be intimate. But there was only one way I could accept it happening. For the first time in my life I wanted to be taken. I couldn't care I'm an Alpha, I wanted Zeke to take and I was all too happy to let him.
"Like this," I took out a condom from the bedside cabinet. The ones I had brought with me just in case and slipped it into his hand, giving him the lubricant he would need to take me before stripping off my boxers and t-shirt. He didn’t seem to know quite how he should go about doing it. "Haven’t you done this before?" I asked, combing my fingers in his hair.
"No. I've thought about it, but never acted on it," Drawing him over me. I moved my legs either side of him, sitting up to put the condom on his eager dick, coating it in the lube. With a little more lubrication on my fingers, I prepared myself for him, stretching my opening for the first time ever, for his penetration, laying back as I did. I had to reach down and guide him in. Then I wound my legs around his skinny body and surrendered to him. "This is weird. I'm an Omega."
"So, you're still a man. So what's the difference?"
"Okay." And with that he started to move. It was foreign but strangely perfect. Yet Zeke was uncertain of his thrusts to begin with. I loved feeling him like that and encouraged him to push in deeper, wanting to give him everything for his first time. It wasn’t long before he was slipping in and out with total abandon, riding the wave of escalating pleasure with me. He wanted me in the same way I wanted him, even though we were coming from different directions. My life had always been easy, everything had been laid out for me and all I’d had to do was pick it up. I'm guessing Zeke had lived his life fighting for scraps from the plates of others. I wanted him to know what it was like to have someone in his life who could offer him anything he wanted. If taking my arse was his desire, then my arse he would have, though no one had before. That was his alone.
"...Zeke, Fuck." I groaned. Having his body covering mine as he worked my arse with his Omega dick was wonderful, something I realized I definitely wanted a lot more of.
Losing himself in striving for his climax, he hooked his arms behind my knees, pinning me in place. His thrusts went deeper as our breaths grew harsh. "Coming!" He cried out, his voice loud in the silence of the night. I followed him a moment later, pushed over the edge by feeling him orgasm inside me with an ecstatic groan. Falling onto me, he puffed against my shoulder and I held him, whispering for him to pull out so I could get rid of the condom. He lifted just his pelvis, so I had to get it off him by fumbling around between our sweaty bodies. Necessities dealt with, we stayed where we were. I think he must have used all the energy he had, but I was in no hurry for him to move. I loved having his body cradled by mine in those moments of spent completion. And surprisingly I loved having him inside me.
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