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Let us roll all our strength and all
Our sweetness up into one ball,
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Through the iron gates of life:
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.
—Andrew Marvell, “To His Coy Mistress,” 41–46
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Jason was almost asleep when Dick snuck through his bedroom window, but he startled awake when his alpha dropped a pair of escrima sticks on the floor. They clattered against the hardwood, rolling to a stop underneath the bed. At the sound, Jason jerked awake. “Dick?” he asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “What the—Dick, what the fuck.”
“Baby,” Dick said, in that pleading voice he got sometimes. “Jay, are you awake?”
“Unfortunately, since you barged in here and woke me up,” Jason said, shifting around and sitting against the pillows that smelled like the both of them combined. “Dick, seriously, what—”
He took a closer look at the alpha, with his flushed skin and heaving chest.
“Dick, there’s something wrong,” Jason said, eyes wide. “You’ve been dosed with something. You’re sick. You—”
“Nothing’s wrong.” Dick edged closer to their bed, still a mess of unfolded blankets and comforters from the end of Jason’s heat.
Jason scrambled to grab his phone on the nightstand. “Let me—Christ, Dick. I gotta call Bruce. Hold on, I—”
“Baby, I promise nothing’s wrong,” Dick said, hands up in a placating manner. “I’m just a little—a little worked up, is all.”
Jason gritted his teeth. “Sit down,” he said.
The bed groaned when Dick sat on its edge. Jason pressed two fingers into his alpha’s pulse point. “Your heart rate is at one-thirty, asshole,” he said. “Try to tell me you’re just a bit worked up again and I’ll sedate you.”
“Jay,” said Dick. “Please. I’ll explain in the morning. I just—”
The alpha paused and started tugging at his suit, trying to get it off. Jason watched as he stripped quickly, but clumsily, losing his balance and collapsing on the bed once he was almost nude.
“Jay,” Dick said, his voice weak. “Jay, please—”
Jason pulled off his alpha’s tank top, jockstrap, cup, and boxers and looked at his alpha. Dick was close to hard, his thick cock lying against his abs, dark and flushed with blood, balls swollen. Jason’s mouth watered. They hadn’t fucked in almost a week, but Dick still shouldn’t be that worked up from just a few chaste touches from his omega.
Slowly, Jason cupped Dick’s balls, then wrapped his thumb and index finger around the base, unable to make his fingers meet. The alpha surged under his touch, hands gripping Jason’s arms. “Yikes, Dickiebird, you that hard up for it?”
“Yes,” said Dick plainly. “I—I need—”
“Shh,” said Jason. “You want pussy, is that right?”
“Oh god, yes,” the alpha said. “Fuck, Jay—”
“Hmm,” Jason said. He gave Dick a loose stroke, barely touching him. The alpha whimpered. “I’m not so sure I wanna let you have it, alpha. It’s awfully late tonight, and, well, I know I haven’t left you hanging that long.”
“Please, god, please, you gotta—” gasped Dick.
“The way I see it, I don’t gotta do anything.”
“Right, I know, I’m sorry—”
“That’s right, alpha,” said Jason, satisfied, letting go of the alpha’s cock. “You don’t get to fuck anything besides your hand if I don’t want you to. Not my mouth, not my ass, and not my pussy.”
Again, Dick whimpered. “Jase, it hurts—”
“Shh.” Jason stroked Dick’s hair. “But, well, you’re being such a nice alpha. I guess I’ll let you see it. Move up on the bed, okay?”
He knelt next to Dick and got undressed. Naked, he could feel the heat radiating off of Dick’s body.
“Jason, Little Wing, please—”
He straddled Dick’s face. “There,” Jason said, parting the folds of his cunt. He was already wet, but not slick enough to fuck yet. “Can you see it, babe? Can you smell it?”
“Yes,” Dick groaned. He reached out, groping Jason’s pretty little plump ass, spreading his cheeks so he could see even more of the pussy he still wasn’t allowed to fuck. The omega smelled heart-stoppingly good, clean and acidic. He wanted to lick the sweet folds, making Jason fall apart on his tongue, then slide into that soft wet pocket when the omega was fucked out and stupid. “Oh fuck, Jason, you’re so pretty, can I please—”
The omega laughed above him. “God, Dick, you’re so fucking desperate, huh? You want it that bad?”
Dick squirmed thinking about burying his cock in soft, wet omega pussy, just like the one Jason was teasing him with. “So bad.”
“Hmm,” said Jason. The omega shifted so that the lips of his pussy were barely kissing Dick’s cock. The alpha felt his dick jerk, feeling stupidly close to coming, just from seeing and smelling Jason. “You sure you’ve been good enough to get to fuck me, alpha? Haven’t been sniffing around any other omegas, right?”
“No, Jase, please—I came right here, I only want you—”
“You sure about that? You seem like you’d do anything to get your dick wet right about now. You’re so desperate to fuck you’d pay some cheap slut for pussy if I didn’t let you have any.”
“Never,” Dick gasped. “Please, baby, I just want you, I’ll make it so good for you—”
“Well, I doubt that,” said Jason. He lowered himself slightly, gripping the base of Dick, letting the head of the alpha’s cock part his folds and rub against his unshaven pussy. Dick groaned at the feeling. “You’re acting like you’ll bust the second I let you fuck me. That doesn’t sound like a good time to me, hmm?”
“No,” Dick said. “But, Jase—”
Jason sunk down a little further, letting the sensitive, sticky head of his alpha’s cock breach him, then pulled all the way off, leaving Dick high and dry. “What was that, Dickie?”
“Jay, I’ll die if you keep doing that and I don’t get to fuck you,” Dick said seriously. “Please, oh my god, please, don’t do that again, I’ll do anything—”
“Shh,” said Jason. “You’d do anything to have a little taste, is that right?”
“Yes,” Dick groaned, hips jerking. “Jason, please—”
“Fine, whatever, I guess you can finger me a little bit,” said Jason. “But I’m having you do all the work, got it? It’s late and I’ve got an early morning.”
He laid down on his back, spreading his legs, waiting for Dick to start. Dick scrambled to sit up, crawling across the bed to hover over Jason. He knelt in front of the omega, rubbing Jason’s clit in quick circles, the way he knew the omega liked to get off. Dick watched Jason sink into the feeling, relaxing onto the bed. The omega spread his legs even wider and looked Dick in the eye. “Well, alpha?” he said. “I did say I wanted to be fingered.”
Dick blinked. “Right.” He pushed his middle finger into Jason, careful and slow, curling his finger so that he pressed against the soft, wet walls of Jason’s cunt. The omega’s toes curled. “Fuck, your pussy’s so hot.”
“You got that right,” Jason said breathily. “Now, c’mon—”
Dick clambered over Jason’s prone body, cupping the back of the omega’s head, and started really trying to make Jason feel good. His omega liked when he rubbed his sensitive insides and clit at the same time, instead of fucking his little pussy with his fingers. When he did it right, Jason would come stupidly hard, making sweet little noises and clenching up like a vice.
“Dick, fuck,” said Jason, back arching off the bed, “Keep—oh, fuck, keep—”
Dick sped up, fingers curling inside of Jason, the palm of his hand rubbing against Jason’s clit, feeling the way the omega spasmed around his fingers, getting the bedspread soaked. His omega’s pussy sounded wet, sticky and nasty, so stupidly good that Dick felt lightheaded. Jason’s legs wrapped around him, drawing him closer. “Is that good, baby?” he asked, desperate for his omega’s approval.
“Mmm,” said Jason, eyes lidded. “You’re very good to me, alpha.”
Dick rutted his cock against Jason’s soft thighs. “Jason,” he said.
“What,” the omega said, voice flat. “I thought you were going to sleep.”
“Jase, please,” he said. He could smell how wet his omega was. Couldn’t Jason sense how desperate he was for a hot, wet hole to sink into? “Can I fuck your pussy, babe?”
“We didn’t say anything about that,” Jason said. “I thought you were just going to get me off, right? I might be too tired to let you get your dick wet, you know.”
“Please,” Dick whined. The thought of not being allowed to fuck his bitch’s cunt made him ache. “You’re killing me, Little Wing. I gotta—please, I have to come—”
“I didn’t say anything about stopping you from coming,” said Jason. “You could rub yourself off on me if you need to come that badly.”
“No, please I have to—I want to come inside you, let me fuck your pussy, it’ll be fast and you can sleep right afterwards—”
“Not the most enticing argument,” his omega said, voice wry, an eyebrow raised. “But I guess I’ll let you, alpha. Since you asked so nicely.”
Jason had barely finished speaking when Dick started pushing his cock into Jason’s opening. The omega’s pussy was so soft and wet, the prettiest thing Dick had ever gotten to fuck. “Oh god,” he whimpered, toes curling, eyes closing, gripping the base of himself so he didn’t bust before he was all the way inside. Jason felt like heaven, that silken wet hole gripping his cock. “Jase, you feel so good—”
“Christ, you’re really not gonna last, huh?” said Jason, looking at him and blinking. His omega’s pretty green eyes were wide, like he was disappointed in his alpha.
“Sorry,” Dick gasped. He pushed in, balls flush with Jason’s fat little ass. The omega was so wet that his pussy was almost loose. His dick slid in easily. “Fuck, Jase, you’re so wet, I’m sorry, you feel amazing, I’m not gonna—”
“Shh,” Jason said, a little meanly. “It’s okay, alpha, it’s not your fault you’re so pussywhipped. You just needed to get your dick wet so bad you just went crazy when I let you fuck me.”
Dick’s face scrunched up with pleasure and humiliation. He made a few more shallow thrusts into his omega’s warm, plush pussy, then came deep inside Jason with another gasp. “Fuck, Jason, Jesus fucking Christ, your pussy’s so fucking good, baby—” he groaned, rutting wildly into his omega’s hot little hole, trying to draw out his orgasm.
“Shh, shh, shh,” Jason said, patting his hair as he stilled. “You did good, Dickiebird.”
Dick felt himself sliding out of Jason, and imagined all of the come filling up his omega. “Thank you, baby,” he said, and closed his eyes. Everything was perfect.
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Dick woke up in a cold sweat. He was hard enough to cut diamonds. Jason snored softly next to him. His omega slept on his stomach, something that Dick liked because it meant he was always showing off his fat ass. Dick glanced at the alarm clock on their nightstand table. It read 3:11 AM. He looked at the omega lying next to him again. Come was leaking out of Jason’s sweet little pussy.
Dick hesitated. Jason wouldn’t mind, would he? They played games sometimes, like they had earlier that night, but Dick usually got pussy whenever he wanted it.
He knelt over Jason and gripped the omega’s hips so he could see his hot cunt. Dick loved his omega’s body: Jason’s firm abs and little tits, his bright eyes and sharp jaw, those thick thighs and jiggly ass, but the part he loved most was the beautiful pussy between his legs. It was stupidly pretty, especially filled with come and gaping slightly. Dick let his dick slide against the omega’s pussy lips, getting himself covered with his own come and Jason’s slick. He grabbed Jason’s plump ass cheeks, spreading them so he could see his sweet bitch’s little rosebud and his lovely cunt.
Before he’d gotten together with Jason, Dick hadn’t ever gotten particularly desperate about the omega he was with. But he was just gone on Jason. There was something about his bitch—his perfect body, his snark, his violence, that gorgeous pussy—that made Dick crazy for him. Dick kissed the dimples at the base of Jason’s spine, then pressed his lips to each of Jason’s vertebrae. The omega stirred but didn’t wake up, so Dick sucked a few hickeys onto the back of his neck. “Mmm,” said Jason, still half-asleep.
“Hi,” said Dick, kissing his omega’s tousled dark hair and pulling the sheets away so they were both naked and unrestrained. “Sorry for waking you.”
“’S fine,” said Jason, words slurred from sleep and half-mumbled into his pillow. “Jus’ don’ know what you did it for.”
“So I could fuck you again,” Dick told him plainly. “You looked so pretty asleep I couldn’t help it.”
“Hmm,” Jason said. “I guess I’ll let you have another go, if it means that much to you.”
“It does,” said Dick. “You just lie there, babydoll. I’ll do everything.”
“You better,” said Jason.
Dick thrust between Jason’s thighs, trying to push into his soaked bitch cunt, but finding himself missing the wet hole, dick slipping out in all his desperation. “Jase,” he said, frantic. “Jay, please.”
Jason hummed, reaching around to grip the base of Dick’s cock, and guiding it inside him, his cock pressing into the opening of Jason’s scorching, silken pussy. Dick groaned at the feeling of his sensitive cockhead breaching Jason. “There,” Jason said, once Dick was halfway inside the wet omega pussy.
“My good bitch,” Dick growled. “You give it up so well for me, baby. I love being inside of you.”
“I know, baby,” said Jason. “I like knowing you’re in me too.”
“Do you?” Dick asked, gripping Jason’s hips so he had enough leverage to fuck the omega. His pussy felt even better when he was taking Jason from the back, tighter and deeper, and he liked being able to grab Jason’s ass, too. “God, you’re so hot like this.”
He thrust forward, bottoming out in the omega’s warm, tight clutch. It felt like Jason’s body was made to grip his dick perfectly, the perfect hole for him to get off with. The omega moaned as Dick started fucking him, deep and hard. “Dick, fuck,” Jason said, almost panting. “Can’t fucking believe you wanted to go another round after—after earlier, alpha.”
“Yeah,” said Dick, listening to the wet squelch from fucking his come deeper into Jason’s body. “But baby, it’s all you. It’s your fucking fault I wanna fuck you all the time. God, I just see your perfect little body and I want to fuck you so bad, I—it’s your fat ass and your tight little pussy and I just can’t—my bitch is so hot, I just want to fuck you all the time.”
“Dick,” Jason moaned. “Deeper, c’mon, hurry up—”
“Yeah, baby, I’ll make it good for you,” Dick murmured, wrapping his forearm around Jason’s waist to hoist the omega up. “My favorite toy, just love using your pussy to get off, fuck—”
“Yeah, that’s right,” Jason said. “You can speed up, I know you like it faster, alpha—”
Dick gripped Jason’s hips and used his strength to work the omega’s tight wet hole up and down his dick, just using the pussy to masturbate, barely even trying to get Jason off. “What a good little bitch puss you have, can’t fucking believe you tried to keep this from me earlier, slut. You love getting dicked down like this, huh?”
“Ye—yeah, alpha, you feel so good—”
“You feel better,” the alpha growled. He slapped one of Jason’s ass cheeks, then groped the other. He couldn’t stop looking at how the fat jiggled when he fucked in hard enough, so lewd and nasty. His mouth watered at the sight. “Perfect fucking pussy. Fat fucking ass. God, I love fucking you.”
“Alpha,” Jason keened, arching his back, his fat pussy working its way back onto the hard dick inside him. Dick kissed his shoulder blade, shuddering with pleasure. He was getting close. His thrusts sped up.
“That’s right, baby. You love being my little cocksleeve. You love when I use your sweet little puss to get myself off, you’re so good for me—”
“God, Dick, c’mon,” Jason said. “Come inside me, c’mon—”
“Yeah, I’ll fucking come inside you, bitch,” Dick muttered into Jason’s skin, rutting into the omega. “Fuck, Jase, baby—”
Jason moaned as his alpha came, hot and sticky and deep. He hadn’t come himself, but he liked knowing that he’d gotten Dick off, even if he’d been half-asleep for part of it. “You gonna conk out on me again?” he asked the alpha collapsed on top of him.
Dick didn’t answer.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” said Jason, chuckling. He stayed awake for a few minutes longer, but found himself, too, drifting off slowly, even with Dick still inside him.
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Jason woke up with Dick pounding him, just using his body like a pocket pussy. It felt strange and hot at the same time, knowing Dick had been using his body to masturbate with, as if Jason-the-person wasn’t even an important part of having sex. “Oh, good, you’re awake,” said the alpha, looking down at him.
“Mmm,” said Jason, into the pillow. He let Dick keep fucking him for a little while longer, then said, “I hope you finish soon. I want to get brunch. I need a fucking Eggs Benedict after everything you’ve put me through.”
The alpha grunted, a sound almost inaudible over the sticky sounds of Jason’s sopping wet pussy.
“Are you even listening to me?” Jason demanded. “I’m gonna need hash browns to make up for being treated like this. Also a side of buttermilk fucking pancakes.”
“I’m listening,” said Dick, gripping his hips and pulling him closer. “Eggs Benedict. Breakfast potatoes. Probably some pancakes. And a nice big serving of sausage. You like that too.”
“Mmm, yeah,” Jason snarked, rolling his eyes. “It’s just great, being stuffed full of meat for seven hours straight.”
“Good,” said Dick, with no trace of irony.
Jason blinked in surprise. Usually Dick snarked back until one of them laughed. He turned around to look at Dick. The alpha’s pupils were blown, and he was sweating like a pig, his whole chest flushed. Jason gritted his teeth. It was almost like Dick was in season, but that didn’t make sense—his rut was three months away.
Jason frowned and turned away. He didn’t know what was wrong, but Dick was seriously worrying him. If something had happened— “Look, Dick,” he said. His phone rang.
Dick still hadn’t stopped fucking him. “You should answer that,” he said.
“While you’re—”
“Sure,” his alpha huffed out. “It’s not like they’ll hear me.”
He answered the phone. “Bruce,” he said.
“Jason. Is Dick with you?”
“Yeah, where the hell else would he be?”
Bruce didn’t say anything. Dick pinched Jason’s clit.
“F—fuck, Bruce, tell me what the hell’s happening.” Jason didn’t mean to sound petulant, but his alpha had been fucking him for almost seven hours. He thought he had the right to feel a bit crabby.
“He was dosed,” Bruce said mysteriously.
Jason turned around to glare at Dick, who had the decency to look ashamed. “Sorry,” the alpha mouthed, groping his ass.
He turned back to the phone. “What was it?”
“It was… it was a powerful stimulant. It came in some sort of powder form and my research tells me it was supposed to inhibit the enzyme PDE5. Dick was exposed when he swung by last night.”
“Right,” said Jason. Dick’s cock pressed into his cervix, making Jason shudder. “Ahh—fuck—I have no idea what that means.”
Bruce paused. “It means that the subject’s blood pressure… in certain… areas… will increase with… adequate stimulus.”
“So, my alpha got roofied and now he’s apparently capable of popping, maintaining, and utilizing enormous wood for upwards of seven hours straight.”
“It would seem so,” said the alpha wryly.
Jason glared at Dick again. The alpha didn’t even notice, too interested in smacking Jason’s ass to pay any mind. “Right. Well, that would’ve been good to know before the Boy Wonder himself came by last night. You should’ve warned me.”
“I was… preoccupied.”
Jason rolled his eyes. “You got dosed too. You were getting laid, old man.”
“I have a number of aids at the Manor that are meant to assist with these situations. It would be irresponsible to ask some unknowing omega,” said Bruce earnestly. “The only reason I let Dick leave was because I knew he was going to see you. You’re… accustomed to such things.”
“Oh, sure, I’m completely fucking accustomed to getting boned for seven fucking hours by some stupid drugged-up knothead that doesn’t know when to quit,” he groused, then turned to look at Dick, who was staring at him with a hangdog expression. “Sorry.”
“You’re with him right now,” said Bruce.
“Well, yeah, I thought you knew,” Jason said. “Look, any idea when this is supposed to wear off?”
“It should have worked its way out of his system after at least three emissions,” Bruce said. “How many times has he—”
“Right, yeah, nope, that’s absolutely not information you’re privy to, we’re fine here. Thanks for the sitrep, B. Gotta go now,” Jason said. He tossed the phone over to the other side of the bed, then turned onto his back so that he was facing Dick.
The alpha leaned down so he could nuzzle his neck. “My omega,” Dick growled. “So good to me, baby.”
Jason wrapped his legs around Dick. He was stupidly sore, but Dick felt good, fucking him sloppy. He brushed his knuckles against Dick’s strong jaw and high cheekbones, looking into the alpha’s bright blue eyes. “You like me so much,” he said, surprised.
Dick grinned, showing all his teeth, fingers running over Jason’s hipbones. “Took you this long to figure it out?”
“Mmm,” said Jason, who didn’t want to admit it. Instead, he wrapped his legs around Dick, heels digging into the alpha’s lean, sinuous back as they fucked.
It didn’t take long for Dick to come, eyes closed, panting Jason’s name, the bed’s headboard smacking into the wall, floorboards creaking. “Baby, Jay, fuck, Jason, you make me feel so good, fuck—”
Jason let his alpha ride his orgasm out, then looked down at himself, pubic hair matted with sweat and slick, leaking all of Dick’s sticky come. “You feeling better yet, Dickhead? I don’t know if I can go again.”
Dick groaned, sitting up. “You can’t fucking call me that in bed, Jay.” He ran his hands through his hair, combing it away from his handsome face. “But, yeah. I feel better. Like, I mean, I’m not gonna explode or anything.”
“Good,” said Jason. “Because I’m pretty sure someone owes me some sausage. And I’m definitely not talking about what’s in your pants.”
Dick groaned again.
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