The Next Day

I took a deep breath and walked into school. “Hey!” T jogged over to me. “So, you guys are my best friends so I want to properly introduce you to my mate,” T said to the three of us. She waved a hand towards Austin, “So Austin, these are my best mates, this is Jess, Jessica, and Winny. Guys this is Austin, my mate.” 

“Hi nice to meet you.” she put out her hand politely.

“Nice to meet you too.” I nodded and shook her hand hesitantly. 

“Sure,” Winny mumbled, shaking her hand. 

“Whatever.” Jessica walked off. 

“Um, did-did I-I do something wrong?” she asked nervously, looking towards T.

“Oh, well, Jessica  can just be a little intense sometimes.”

“Yeah, she means well. She’s just protective.” I explained.

“I-I see, well I apologize if I offended any of you.” she smiled sadly.

“Nah, it’s not your fault.” Winny shrugged. I saw Ace walking down the hall, I flipped around and looked in my locker. 

“Hey Austin.” he grinned.

“Hey bro, I gotta go. But let’s get lunch, you feel like burgers?”

“Yeah, sounds good.” Austin nodded, slipping an arm over T’s shoulder. She flipped them both around and walked off. Winny ran off, leaving me alone with Ace. 

He picked up my hand lightly, wrapping his fingers around mine gently, “Can we, uh, can we talk?” he requested in a very serious tone.

"S-sure,” I murmured. The bell rang, “W-well maybe not b-because n-now it’s class. S-so maybe at lunch.” I mumbled, slamming my locker closed. 

“Fine,” he growled and stomped off. I ran to my class and waited for lunch to come, it took way too long. 

My class was dismissed late and everyone ran out of the room. I stood and carefully put my things in my bag. I like when things are organized. I shuffled out to find Ace leaning against the wall and scrolling through his phone. He looked up, “There you are, let’s go.” 

“G-go where?” He grabbed my wrist, not my hand which scared me a little, and yanked me towards an empty room. He pulled me in and slammed the door closed, locking it. He was pissed. 

“Look, I know you thought that I wouldn’t like you just because you’re trans, but that’s not true.” He pushed me up against a desk, “I think that you’re amazing and brave and I’ve only known you for, like five minutes. You are a beautiful girl, my beautiful girl. And my perfect mate.” he smiled warmly. My face flushed in embarrassment, I buried my head in my hands. 

“Y-you’re embarrassing me!” I mumbled. 

He chuckled softly, “Cute.” I heard him whisper. 

Then I thought something not very kind, Easier said than done. It’s easier for him to say that he doesn’t care, but what if he tries to have sex with me and can’t because I don’t turn him on. I thought worriedly. As I lost myself in thought he suddenly started kissing my neck. I gasped in surprise and amusement, he chomped down on my shoulder. “Ah!” I moaned. 

“Fuck, that was hot,” he growled. He pushed his tongue in my mouth and I felt the jeans I wore tighten against my dick. I felt him rest his hands on my shoulder blades then drag them down. His hands made their way to my ass, squeezing harshly.

“Mn!” I yelped. He then started moving to the front, “H-hang on, j-just wait. Y-you don’t have t-to, it’s fine. I-I won’t b-be upset. J-jus-” he cut me off.

“Quiet,” he ordered, using his alpha voice. I went dead quiet. He slowly fell to his knees, he unbuttoned my jeans. 

He kissed the tip through the boxers, while I waited for the order to fade. He kissed down the shaft, not touching it directly. The order finally faded, seeing as he didn’t use his full alpha voice. “P-please, d-don’t. I-I’m begging you, y-you, i-i-” he cut me off again.

“Baby,” he started, pulling up my pants and buttoning them. He stood, “tell me what’s wrong. Because,” He made circles with his finger on my chest. My breathing sped up, “you definitely want it. Seeing as I can literally see your dick pushing against your jeans.” He said as he grinded into me. I whined in reaction, “So tell me why the fuck you don’t want me to touch you.” he growled.

“I’m just, a-a little worried,” I mumbled.

“About what?”

“I-I j-just think that y-you won’t b-be able t-to y-ya know.” 

“Ya know what?”

“I’m just worried that you won’t be able to get a hard-on! Okay? I-I’m not that pretty a-and the whole trans thing doesn’t help. So I-I was just worried I wouldn’t turn you on.” I explained nervously. 

“Oh baby,” he chuckled. He laughed quietly, “here.” He grabbed my hand and pulled it to his crotch. It was rock hard, my face went bright red in surprise at his actions. He chuckled softly at the look on my face. “You turn me on, trust me,” he growled. 

“W-woah.” I mumbled. 

He chuckled again, “Now then, can I touch you? Because it is pissing me the fuck off that you won’t let me.” 

“S-sorry, g-go ahead,” I whispered.

“Thank you.” he smiled. He dropped back to his knees and pulled down my pants. Before he could continue the bell went off, “Fuck! C’mon.” he grumbled, standing up.

I pulled up my pants, “Sorry, sorry, I-I took too l-long.” I mumbled.

“What? No, don’t worry about it baby.” he chuckled, “It’s not your fault. So, I’ll see you around?”

“I sure hope so.” I laughed. “Okay, bye baby.” I grinned.

“No.”

“What?”

“You’re not allowed to call me baby, you can call me Ace.” 

“O-oh, okay. Okay, sir.” I nodded. 

“Good girl,” he growled in my ear.

A shiver went down my spine at his voice, the fact that he called me a girl made it so much better. “Mn.” I moaned from his words. 

“Bye baby.” He kissed my cheek and went to pick up his bag. While he did I grabbed my bag and ran off.