(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 556: A date in the city (suggestive)

"Are we ever going to get tired of this?" Andrew asked, his dick buried deeply in Maxwell’s ass, his knot pulsing, his cum filling the smaller man. Maxwell was on his side, panting, bites and marks all over his pale skin, his hair damp and sticking to his forehead.

It was only a few days after the emergency interruption, but Andrew and Maxwell were making up for the lost half a day of work. Maxwell had practically sucked the soul out of Andrew after he had seen Andrew in the tight, black, lacy underwear. He had then forced Andrew down and told him that he was feeling a little wild and wanted to have his way with Andrew.

Andrew was not foolish enough to say no. The moment was made even hotter by the fact that Maxwell used his own cum, the proof that he was turned on by Andrew as lubricant to fuck Andrew with.

Andrew was in pure, matrimonial bliss.

Maxwell pushed his own hair out of his face, his eyes slightly glazed as he stared up at Andrew. It was midday, they’d been at it since Maxwell had woken Andrew up with a tentative hand on Andrew’s chest, his nails dragging down towards his stomach.

Maxwell gave a devious smile, licking his lips and watching as Andrew loomed over him, firm grip on Maxwell’s leg against Andrew’s chest, his hips splayed wide open for anyone to see. Maxwell shivered, Andrew’s cock buried deep in his ass and gave a soft chuckle.

"If you ever get tired of me I might consider something drastic." Maxwell told him, serious. Andrew felt his face twist, not liking the sound of that. His grip tightened on Maxwell’s leg, his other hand on his side. He had used that position to keep him in place.

"No, of course not something as dangerous as that. I meant...this insatiable desire that I have for you. This lust. We aren’t even doing anything outside of rolling around in the sheets." Andrew said. He wasn’t really complaining...but maybe he was? 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

He kind of wanted to go on a date with Maxwell. Show off his happiness. Brag about it to others. Get caught by the public just so that he could show off that Maxwell was his. They weren’t going to be able to have those moments caught up in their own pheromones in the house.

Maxwell slid his hand down his body, grabbing onto the hand on his waist, giving it a squeeze.

"Hey, we’ve done it in more places than just the sheets, Andy. Don’t you remember the several times in the hot tub? Or on the table? The couch? The loveseat just over there? The day chair that you broke with your violent thrusts? The beach where security almost came down to check on us because we took too long? The pool at night? Or the several times you pushed me up against the tiles in the bathroom to fuck me senseless until I thought I met god?" Maxwell chuckled, his eyes full of affection as he stared up at Andrew from his side.

Andrew felt his lips twitch, his emotions all over the place as he looked down at the sweet expression on his face. Maxwell gave his hand a squeeze.

"What is this really about? You aren’t seriously getting tired of sleeping with me, are you?" Maxwell asked and Andrew could hear the piece of his heart in his words. Maxwell was trying to be full of amusement and love, but he was also being vulnerable with Andrew. Andrew let out a soft sigh.

"No. Never. I’ll never be tired of sleeping with you, Angel. Never." Andrew bent, making sure the shift of his body didn’t tug at Maxwell’s asshole. He was getting more sensitive, more tender. Andrew noticed, but Maxwell didn’t seem to care. Andrew pressed a kiss against Maxwell’s lips. Soft, tender, taking the sting out of his words.

"Okay." Maxwell breathed. "So then why the concern? What’s wrong?" Andrew stared down into his serious eyes, his body already calming down.

"I want to go on a date with you." Andrew admitted softly. "A real one. As husbands. I want to hold your hand, wear cute outfits, show off our wedding rings. I-I want everyone to see your mark and how cute you blush when I kiss your cheek. I want everyone to notice how pretty you are and then to notice how happy you are with me. It doesn’t have to be anything fancy. We could go for tea or something at a cafe nearby. Or a walk in a park. I just...want to show off." Andrew knew his face was warm. He felt ridiculous speaking like this.

It seemed that he’d surprised Maxwell. The man was staring at him, his eyes a little wider, his breath a little shorter.

"A-A date? That’s what you want?" Maxwell asked, his breath catching before he let out a soft laugh. "You scared me, Andy! Of course we can go on a date. You made me think it was something more serious." Maxwell’s expression softened until Andrew felt like he was mush in his hands.

"Affairs of the heart are serious. I was worrying that you only wanted me for my body." Andrew said, half teasing, half serious. Maxwell chuckled.

"I wouldn’t have married you if I was just after your body, Baby. Nor would I let you cum so much in me either." Andrew felt his face warm at Maxwell’s response. "I also didn’t know that you wanted to go on a date that much. You didn’t say anything until now." Maxwell’s smile was soft. He squeezed Andrew’s hand in his. "Maybe not today, but tomorrow?" Maxwell suggested and Andrew let out a breath.

"Of course. I’m fine with tomorrow." Andrew agreed readily and Maxwell raised himself up, pressing a soft kiss against his lips.

"So eager." Maxwell teased and Andrew got ready to protest. "I like it. You want to show me off, big boy? Does my big baby Alpha want me in a collar too?" Maxwell was taking it a bit too far in Andrew’s opinion.

Andrew opened his mouth, showing off his fangs.

"Where is there a big baby, Maxy?" Andrew asked, feeling annoyed and Maxwell gave a wide grin in response.

"Where else, Andy? My ass. That’s what we’re doing, isn’t it?" Maxwell’s teasing went a little too far. Andrew felt his patience wear thin.

"Maxy, you’re getting a little-"

"Admit it, you like it." Maxwell said, grinning and Andrew groaned. He bent, pressing his forehead against Maxwell’s shoulder, feeling the other man laugh. It was an odd sensation with his cock still buried deep inside of him, but not unwelcome. Laughter was never unwelcome in the bedroom.

"I’m going to parade you around like a damn peacock tomorrow." Andrew muttered and Maxwell let out more laughter.

"I’ve been paraded around my whole life, Andy. Did you forget? My Mom was a beauty Queen and I was her omega son. I also work in a rather front-facing industry. I’m used to being paraded around, Andy. You can’t scare me." Maxwell’s words were true. He was used to it.

He was just used to it as Maxwell Beckett, single omega who had to have a shell around himself, a shield to not let others get close. His wealth was also something that would keep others away. He was not used to it as Maxwell Beckett, husband to Andrew Beckett. A man who loved and supported him in everything he did, and had enough money for the both of them.

Andrew was interested to see if that made a difference.

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Andrew was in his glee. Turns out, Andrew was right to have an interest in Maxwell’s response. He had held up very well for the drive down into town. Had even let the security team follow them, which Andrew learned wasn’t that unusual for this part of the world due to the likelihood someone would want to kidnap them for ransom.

Maxwell hadn’t been cocky, but he’d been confident. He’d held Andrew’s hand tightly, had even agreed to purchasing embarrassing matching outfits when they were in town. He’d primped and polished himself until he shone, both men covered in marks that were so obvious that they should have been embarrassed, but they had the newlywed glow that would let them get away with it.

Andrew didn’t mind, he enjoyed seeing Maxwell like this. Confident. Pretty. Handsome. This was the man that Andrew had fallen in love with in the first place.

He was just also glad to see the change that took place as soon as eyes started watching them. Maxwell hadn’t been around people since he’d been marked. He, a man who had always been sensitive to scents and pheromones, was actually shocked that he couldn’t smell anything outside of Andrew.

It was cute seeing Maxwell experience it for the first time since he’d manifested. He was like a sweet puppy, sniffing and darting around so much that all Andrew could do was let him tug him along and laugh. Their security seemed relieved with his reaction after Andrew explained that they had bonded, but hadn’t told anyone else yet.

However, there was the added side effect that Maxwell wasn’t as aware of everyone else now. He couldn’t smell everyone, and he’d been unconsciously using his nose as a way to detect where others would be. He kept running into people, or would have run into people if not for Andrew.

That made him embarrassed, and that was only made worse when Andrew made them get a matching outfit before going to a cafe for tea and lunch.

Andrew selected a matching ridiculous shirt, matching shorts and big, touristy sunglasses. Maxwell’s ears were pink, his face scrunched up as Andrew made them try on the outfits. The people helping them were smiling, happy and wishing them congratulations for their happy marriage.

That only made Maxwell more embarrassed, and Andrew doubled down. Pulling Maxwell against him with any chance he could, kissing him warmly, showing him off, bragging about his handsome husband. He gushed to anyone who showed a slight interest.

By the time they made it to the cafe, Maxwell was but a shell of himself. Exhausted in a way that Andrew was sure he had never experienced in a boardroom before. He didn’t look unhappy though, which is why Andrew didn’t stop doing it.

They held hands, Andrew rubbing his thumb against Maxwell’s soft skin, the two of them relaxing as the city moved around them, people glancing at them occasionally and Andrew just smiled at them. He knew that Maxwell was pretty, and he was just lucky to have him in his life.

At one point, Maxwell frowned and pulled Andrew close to kiss him deeply, much to Andrew’s surprise.

"Those girls were smiling at you too much." Maxwell muttered. "You’re mine." Maxwell’s little smirk as he pulled away had Andrew’s heart jumping out his mouth and going directly into Maxwell’s palm.

"Of course I’m yours." Andrew told him and Maxwell gave a small nod.

"Good." He muttered. Then, "I liked coming out today." His cheeks were pink. Andrew grinned, leaning back in his seat.

"I liked coming out today as well."