~Woo min~
Alpha coded now are we," I muttered, crooking my finger just to watch him jerk.
"Shut up I know you love it," he shot back, voice shaky, rocking down on both our fingers now.
We stayed like that a minute, two, him getting louder, little gasps and curses every time I brushed that spot inside him. His head fell forward, hair sticking to his forehead, and he grabbed my wrist, pulled my hand away.
"Enough," he panted. "I'm good."
"You sure?" I asked, voice wrecked already.
He didn't answer, just grabbed my dick, lined it up, and sank down slowly. Inch by inch, eyes locked on mine the whole time, mouth open, little whimpers slipping out he couldn't hold back.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck… " he gasped when I was halfway in, hands braced on my chest, nails digging in.
"Breathe," I said, trying to stay still, hands stroking his thighs. My rut was screaming at me to thrust up, knot him already, but I held back. Barely.
