(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 496: A quiet negotiation (suggestive)

Andrew was losing his damn mind. Maxwell had been drinking, a lot, but clearly not enough to forget what he liked.

Andrew's hands were tied with the tie that Maxwell had been wearing. They were in front of his body, not behind like Maxwell preferred simply because he was a bit too drunk to do that. However, Andrew had been ordered not to touch him and be on his best behaviour or else he wouldn't get his 'reward'.

Andrew knew what the reward was. It was the sweet, soft, warm ass that Maxwell possessed. Did it make a difference that Andrew had been in and out of that sweet, wonderful, warm home that he'd come to know? Absolutely not. He was fiend for it. He would listen to any order Maxwell gave him if it meant he was able to go back there.

Andrew was an addict, and he wasn't afraid to admit it.

So, it wasn't hard for Maxwell's words to hold weight for Andrew. Especially as the man took off his suit jacket since it got in the way of his plans. He also took off his tie, obviously, and undid several of the buttons on his shirt so that he could move the way that he wanted.

He was on his knees, traditionally in a submissive position between Andrew's legs, but Andrew wasn't able to do a damn thing as the man sucks on Andrew's balls, his index finger teasing the tip of Andrew's cock as the man rolled his balls in his mouth like they were his favourite treat.

Andrew was a damn mess, moaning as the man teased him. His thighs were shaking as he held himself back. His chest was warm, and he knew he was sweating already. He wanted to curse but held his tongue. He knew that would only encourage the man to do more things to him.

Did he want that? Of course, but he was worried about encouraging him too much. With Andrew's hands tied, he couldn't reach the condoms. He needed to make sure he didn't encourage him to the point that he wasn't able to remind him about the condoms.

He didn't want to have something in his mouth that made him unable to speak. Unless it was Maxwell's cock. If that was the case, well, guess they wouldn't need condoms. Andrew couldn't get pregnant.

God, it'd been so long since Maxwell had fucked Andrew. Maybe he should suggest that.

A sharp pain dug into Andrew's thigh and the man let out a hiss. He looked down to find Maxwell watching him, his nails digging into his thigh for a moment as Andrew's mind had wandered.

"Focus, or I'm going to get upset." Maxwell warned and Andrew swallowed. Shit. He was going to be in trouble. He already knew he was in for it, but Maxwell was in a mood. Andrew shivered.

"Just thinking about us being safe. And your cock in my mouth." Andrew admitted, being honest. Maxwell's gaze narrowed as he looked up at Andrew. He pulled one of Andrew's balls into his mouth again. Andrew groaned at the suction and shivered when Maxwell let it go with a soft 'pop!'.

"Safe? Safe how?" Maxwell asked and Andrew let out a shaky breath.

"Condoms, Maxy. Just condoms." Andrew whispered and Maxwell gave a dirty smile.

"You're so nasty, Andy. Did you think I was going to let you put your cock in me?" Maxwell asked sweetly and Andrew groaned. He closed his eyes for a moment before he opened them and looked at Maxwell. He was all dangerous smiles and soft touches.

"I was hoping." Andrew admitted and Maxwell let out a soft laugh. Maxwell leaned in, pressing a kiss against the underside of Andrew's cock and Andrew shivered. God, it was such a soft, sweet, warm touch that Andrew felt his hips jerk. Maxwell laughed.

"You're so bad, but that's why I love you." Maxwell said with a smile and Andrew felt his heart jump in his chest. Maxwell wasn't always the best at saying he loved Andrew, but he showed it in his actions. However, Andrew treasured every time that the man said the words like a precious gift.

Maybe that was what he should have asked for for Christmas.

"Focus, Baby." Maxwell warned again, this time rubbing his teeth against Andrew's cock. Andrew sucked in, his cock jerking away from Maxwell's teeth and lips. Maxwell chuckled. "So worried about silly things. As if I would ever put your precious cock in jeopardy. I would never do such a thing." His eyes narrowed as he smiled, a little incubus playing with his favourite toy. "Maybe just a little nibble, hmm? Nothing painful, nothing that would leave scars. Just…a little warning. Pay attention to me, Andy." Maxwell warned and Andrew found himself nodding.

Of course he was going to pay attention to him. He'd let the man tie him up. There was no way to ignore him.

"Maxy, please don't bite my dick." Andrew asked and Maxwell let out tinkling laughter. He pressed a warm, open mouth kiss against Andrew's cock, smiling.

"I was just teasing. I would never. Now, let me apologise for my teasing." He said, his eyes so pretty, his lips glistening. Andrew could barely breathe before the man licked his lips, wetting them and taking Andrew's cock into his mouth, the rest of his shaft he wrapped his hand and held onto Andrew's thigh with the other. He took Andrew's dick deep into his mouth, making Andrew moan loudly as he did so.

Andrew never had to worry about being unsatisfied with Maxwell. The man was sin itself and the grip and warmth of his hands and mouth, hell, all parts of him was dangerous. Andrew was sure that if he fucked his damn armpit it would be the most pleasant experience of his life. The way that Maxwell took him into his mouth, the sounds he made as he licked and sucked him better than anything else Andrew had experienced in his life made Andrew's knees weak and his thighs quiver.

It wasn't like Andrew didn't have experience, but there was no way anyone else could compete with Maxwell. The emotional connection he had with the man just made his body quiver. Andrew could feel how his cock was already swelling, ready to cum with just a few strokes of the warm heat that was Maxwell's mouth.

Maxwell pulled away, breathing heavily as he smirked at Andrew, stroking his cock with Maxwell's saliva.

"You're going to cum already? I just started." He said, pouting, and Andrew let out a harsh breath.

"I'll recover quickly." Andrew blurted and Maxwell's eyes were so damn pretty as he laughed.

"Oh, I know. I'm too sexy for you to not recover quickly." Maxwell said and Andrew nodded in agreement. Maxwell laughed more. "You're so damn easy, Baby." Maxwell accused and Andrew could not find it in himself to think that was a bad thing.

"Are you going to touch me more if I disagree?" Andrew asked and Maxwell shook his head. "So then why would I lie?" Andrew said and Maxwell let out a little sigh.

"I'm going to milk you until you're begging to be inside of me." Maxwell said softly and Andrew gulped.

"You want me to beg? I can beg now if you want me to. I'm already there. Please, Maxy, let me feel you around me. Won't you please take off those tight pants and show me your juicy, dripping ass? Maybe your pretty cock? Why don't you silence me with it, hmm?" Andrew asked, without any shame.

Maxwell looked so pleased to hear Andrew speaking that way. He slammed Andrew's thigh though, but it was practically painless.

"Andy. I've barely touched you. You've got no reason to be begging." Maxwell said and Andrew gave a soft snort.

"I strongly disagree. I have the man of my dreams between my legs and he just took my dick into his mouth. I could cum in a heartbeat, and he's telling me to beg him so that I could get anymore of an inch of him near my body. Of course I have a reason for begging. You tell me to bark and I'll do it." Andrew told him firmly. Maxwell's eyes widened slightly, before he chuckled.

"Would you? Bark for me, Andy?" He asked, testing the waters.

Andrew didn't even hesitate.

"Woof woof." He said, sounding convincing. Maxwell's eyes widened, before he hunched over, leaning on Andrew's thigh as he laughed. His shoulders shook as Andrew continued to bark at him.

"Stop. I'm going to get a stitch in my side from laughing too hard." Maxwell gasped, laughing and snorting. Andrew felt his lips curl up as Maxwell kept glancing at him. Every time he did, Andrew would bark again and it would send Maxwell into a fit of laughter.

It took Maxwell ten full minutes to calm down, and by that time he had tears in his eyes from laughing so hard.

"You're a bad dog." Maxwell accused. "You didn't stop barking when I told you to." He said and Andrew gave a soft shrug.

"I am a bad dog. Are you going to silence me by giving me a bone?" Andrew asked and watched as Maxwell took a second to process what he said before he gasped. He slapped Andrew's thigh with a little more force, laughing.

"You're naughty!" He accused and Andrew felt his heart warm at their easy banter and the way that Maxwell just…was around him.

"I'm only a naughty, bad dog for you." Andrew told him sweetly, meaning every word. Maxwell stared at him before he swallowed thickly.

"Oh damnit. I want you too bad to continue playing like this." Maxwell muttered and Andrew grinned.

"Who said we had to stop playing like this just because we're connected? Come on, let's play, Maxy." Andrew said and Maxwell swallowed. Andrew watched like a hawk as the man sat back and began to undo more of the buttons on his shirt.

Yes, Andrew had won this negotiation. Success.