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“Wanna fuck?” the guy Louis had been intimately dancing with for the last hour or so breathed out against his lips, in the middle of an intense make out session that could probably get them thrown out from the club at any moment.
His scent was intoxicating – wrapping around Louis, pulling him in, seducing him. Vanilla and jasmine. Louis would have never guessed that those two scents would work together, but they did. They left no room in Louis’ brain for anything else. He needed to have this omega. It didn’t matter that he didn’t even know his name.
Louis knew his scent. He knew his green eyes and the way they had travelled up and down Louis’ body, before they had even said hello. He knew the long legs wrapped in black, skinny jeans that looked painted on and the yellow lace shirt that left nothing to the imagination. He knew the man’s long, brown wavy hair. He knew what he tasted like and how his hands felt on Louis’ body. He knew what his boner felt like pressed against Louis’ own through their jeans. That’s all he needed.
“Yes,” Louis panted, already dizzy and about to explode.
The omega grabbed Louis’ hand and pulled him deeper into the night club, like he knew the place inside and out. He stopped in front of a door in a hallway with a sign reading ‘Employees only’, looked around then pulled Louis inside. There was no way to tell what kind of room it was, because it was dark and the guy didn’t turn on the light.
Instead, he pushed Louis up against a wall, sealing their lips together again, to continue what they had started on the dancefloor. He pressed his body against Louis’, grinding against him, their hardons rubbing together, making Louis let out strangled groans. His cock was aching with desire by now.
“I’m already dripping,” the omega panted out, making Louis’ groan and squeeze the person’s hips in lust. His alpha screamed to fuck this guy. This lovely smelling omega.
With practiced hands the omega started to unbutton Louis’ jeans, sliding a hand inside Louis’ boxers, making Louis let out another strangled groan. He was desperate. His cock was about to explode any second. He didn’t know what this omega had done to him, Louis was never like this, but he needed him like the air he breathed.
“Easy Alpha,” the omega teased, voice dripping with honey, like that wouldn’t drive Louis even further up the walls. “You got a lovely cock there. Will fill me up well.”
At that moment Louis was glad he couldn’t see the guy in front of him, just the outlines, because he knew that face together with the words and voice would have undone him like an untouched virgin.
The omega let go of Louis’ cock, making quick work of opening up his own jeans and pulling them down, by the sounds of it. He sealed their lips together again in a sloppy kiss.
“I want it hard, fast and no knots, okay?” the omega said and Louis whimpered out his yes. What the fuck was wrong with him? He was an alpha. He shouldn’t whimper.
“Good boy,” the omega said and Louis’ alpha was screaming inside him to fuck this omega, like there was no tomorrow.
The omega turned, pressing his slick wet ass against Louis’ groin, while Louis tried his best to pull down his jeans and pants enough to get his cock out. His hands fiddling like he’d never done this before, desperate to get his cock inside the omega.
He lined himself up, feeling the slick between the omegas asscheeks and the even sweeter scent of vanilla and jasmine filling the room, undoing him even more. It was a good thing the omega wanted a fast fuck because Louis would probably last about one minute.
With his cock against the omega’s rim, he took a steadying breath, but the omega didn’t waste any time at all. He pressed back, sliding himself on to Louis’ dick while Louis let out a loud moan.
“Yes,” the omega panted. “Fuck, you’re big. So good!”
Louis let out a groan, grabbed the omega’s hips, changed his position and started to thrust. In and out. Sliding with ease, the omega dripping wet and taking Louis in so well.
“Harder,” the omega panted and Louis increased both speed and intensity and by the sounds of it, nailing the omega's prostate every single time. Louis didn’t know what the omega leaned against, but it made him able to push back and Louis loved it. He felt so fucking good.
“Pull my hair,” the omega panted. With a desperate hand Louis followed the omega’s back, to his neck, entangling his fingers in the long waves, starting to tug as he squeezed harder with the hand still left on the omega’s hip.
From then on it was all a blur of desperate ramble and loud moans, from both of them. No coherent sentences, just words thrown out in lust and desperation for more. The scent of the omega surrounding Louis, making his alpha desperate for him. His ass wet with slick, driving Louis crazy at every thrust. This omega was just so good and the heat coiled up fast inside of Louis.
“Close,” Louis panted, feeling his knot starting to grow.
“Yes, I feel it,” the omega moaned. “So fucking good, feel the stretch.”
Louis had to fight his instincts, while he was brought closer to the edge, fast. He couldn’t knot the omega, he needed to hold back. So he grabbed the base of his cock with his hand, creating a barrier between the omega’s hole and his knot, while he made a few more thrusts, pushing as deep inside the omega that he could. He let out a loud groan as he came, creating the perfect choir together with the omega’s moan as Louis supposed he also came.
“Fuck! That was good,” Louis said, panting, trying to catch his breath. His cock still inside the omega, his hand dripping wet from slick and his knot fulling popped in his fist.
“Just what I needed,” the omega replied, out of breath, still in the same position as before. Louis felt a movement, the omega reached for something and then Louis felt a few paper towels against his hands.
“I think you’ll need these,” the omega giggled and Louis was about to come again by the way that giggled affected him to the core. The sweet melody was more than Louis’ orgasm hazed brain could handle, as it found its way into Louis’ chest and heart, to find a permanent place there. As Louis pulled out, the omega whimpered needy at the loss.
“Easy there,” Louis soothed, stroking his hand against the omega’s lower back. “You good?” Louis asked.
“Best fuck of my life,” the omega said, standing up and sealing their lips together again, pushing Louis up against the wall. “Fuck, you’re good,” he breahted out against Louis’ lips, before Louis felt his hands against his sides, as the omega fell down to his knees and took Louis’ cock in his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” Louis let out. “Shit. Holy heavens.”
The omega was relentless, taking all of Louis in with his wet wonder of a mouth. He felt the back of the omega’s throat, then his flicking tongue as he pulled back, then his hand as he wrapped it around Louis’ knot, working it together with his mouth. Louis was a gasping, panting mess, dizzy and didn’t know what was up and down. All he knew was how good this omega was. How good he felt and how close Louis was to coming a second time.
“Fuck, shit, I’m close,” Louis panted.
His hands found their way into the omega’s long hair like they belonged there, tugging, making the omega moan, creating vibrations around Louis’ cock. With another loud moan, Louis came down the man’s throat, pressing himself against the wall, trying to keep himself upright. Louis was not in control of the whimpers he let out when the omega licked him clean or the sounds of desperation that came out of him when the omega got up.
“Fuck, our scents mix so well togheter,” the omega said against Louis’ lips. “Just needed to get a taste of you. Loved it.”
Louis was a mess, completely undone and spent. He could fall down to the floor and fall asleep, right here, in whatever room this was. This omega had drained him of all energy in the best of ways, the orgasms tingling in every part of Louis’ body.
While Louis did his best to collect himself, the omega cleaned him up with some more paper towels, then tucked Louis back into his jeans and zipped them back up.
“I need some more time in here, so you can sneak out. Loved our time together,” the omega said, giving Louis a lovely, soft, gentle kiss. The sweet kind that you give as a goodbye and Louis tried his best to savour every second of it.
“Loved it too,” Louis got out, before the man ushered him towards the door. They shared one more kiss before Louis snuck out and the door closed before he could say anything else.
Louis’ legs trembled, he was completely and utterly spent, a blissed smile on his face as he leaned against the wall. He just needed a moment to catch his breath before going back out there.
“You can’t be here,” a bartender said, with dark eyes and raven black hair, passing him by in the hallway. Then the man looked him up and down, with a knowing smirk, huffed out a laugh and left.
He made his way back into the night club, catching eyes with his friends, Niall and Liam, and headed to their table.
“You look properly fucked,” Niall let out, ending the sentence with a cackle.
“Mmhmm,” Louis let out. A broad grin on his face and his eyes probably in the shape of hearts.
“Oookay,” Liam let out. “Better get this guy home.”
They grabbed a taxi outside, Louis in his own little world all the way to his place where they dropped him off, before they continued their ride. He made his way upstairs, not able to stop thinking about the wonderful omega, his intoxicating scent and how good his ass had felt while Louis fucked him.
A few days later Louis was sitting in his office, with an emerging headache and the deep need to never hear the word ‘asset’ ever again.
His company had grown a bit larger and faster than he had expected and even if his friend Niall, who also worked for him, made a lovely substitute for an assistant, Louis needed him to focus on his actual job. He couldn’t be keeping track of Louis all day, that’s not why Louis had hired him in the first place. So Louis was in search of an assistant.
The worst part of all of this wasn’t the people he had to interview or meet, he had no problem with that. The big problem was that every single one of the applicants seemed to have found the same key word from the job advertisement.
“Niall!” Louis shouted, pressing down the button for the intercom on his phone on the desk.
Instead of replying, Niall opened the door without knocking, stepping right into Louis’ office and scrunched his face a bit. Probably because Louis’ otherwise lovely scent of pine tree and summer rain was smelling more like a wet dog by the stress.
“We need to air this place,” Niall stated, heading straight to the windows to open them up fully, letting in a breeze of fresh autumn air. Louis didn’t care how it rustled the papers on his desk, he needed this. Needed the smell of autumn, even if it was mixed with the exhaust emissions from the cars driving by.
The bustling streets outside somehow made him calmer, making it possible to escape this room, his office, for a while. It felt like he was trapped in a never-ending loop of the same thing. Asset, asset, asset.
It didn’t matter who the person in front of him had been, they all used that stupid word.
“Why is everyone telling me how they can be a great asset?” Louis groaned. “I hate that word!”
He saw Niall’s shoulder shake a little and saw how he was trying his best to hold in a laugh when he turned around. Then he schooled his face, plastering on something that was supposed to resemble innocence.
“Oh, I just thought it would keep you awake during the tedious interviews. Keep you present,” Niall said, smirking like the little devil he was.
“I hate you,” Louis growled but the beta didn’t flinch one single bit, just shrugged.
“You say that now, but when you’re drunk the truth comes out and you told me several times last Saturday how much you loved both me and Liam, so I don’t believe you.”
“I’ve changed my mind,” Louis mumbled, but he didn’t mean it. He just hated doing these interviews.
“Let’s get you out of the office for lunch, take a little stroll around the park. That’ll do you good,” Niall stated.
Louis, even if he would rather end his day early and go home, joined Niall for lunch, away from the office, the stench of wet dog he himself had created and the memories of stupid people saying the word asset too often.
They bought a sandwich and coffee each and then found a park bench, where they sat down, looking out over the park. The trees had started to turn yellow and orange, the grass was a bit more brown, but the sunshine made everything light up like magic either way.
When Louis came back after lunch, he was refreshed, ready to tackle an afternoon with more interviews. At least that’s what he thought, but after another two, otherwise rather lovely omegas, had told him how they would be a great asset he was about to strangle someone.
“Niall!” Louis shouted through the intercom again, probably disturbing the beta in his work, but Louis needed moral support. Niall came in through the door a second later with a steaming cup of Yorkshire tea and a devilish smirk plastered on his face again.
“Here you go,” Niall said, “only three interviews left.”
“I can’t,” Louis whined. He just couldn’t do this any longer, he just couldn’t handle it.
“Oh, sure you can!” Niall said, showing no support for Louis’ suffering at all. Louis would get his revenge eventually, he just needed to plot something evil first, but he didn’t have the brain for it right now.
“And I think you’re gonna love the next one,” Niall’s face turned even more devilish and Louis almost felt a chill down his back. He swallowed hard. What the fuck was Niall up to?
“I’ll send him in straight away,” Niall said smugly and hurried out of Louis’ office, before Louis could protest.
He sighed loudly, as he fixed a few papers on his desk, when suddenly a hint of vanilla and jasmine hit him like a freight train. Out of nowhere, he was back in the club, wrapped around a lovely omega, horny and desperate. Then the dark room, the feeling of fucking the omega, how wet and warm he had been. His eyes, brown hair, the clothes that left nothing to imagination danced around in Louis’ head, before he shook his head trying to calm himself down. That’s when he looked up and saw him !
“Oh, fuck,” Louis let out, with wide eyes, starring at the omega he had fucked last Saturday. The one he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about and definitely had jerked off to more times during the few days that had passed than he wanted to admit. Louis straightened his back and swallowed hard, as the omega giggled nervously, while the blush spread up his neck and face.
“W–welcome,” Louis said, standing up, straightening his shirt, while walking over to shake the omega's hand. “Louis Tomlinson.”
“Harry S–Styles,” the omega replied, while shaking Louis’ hand and Louis was brought back to Saturday all over again. His cock twitched in his pants remembering the same hand wrapped around his knot. Fuck!
“Please, sit down,” Louis said in a strangled voice, trying his best to sound professional, but his heart was beating fast inside his chest, his palms sweaty and his cock did not behave. He hurried back to his seat behind his desk, hiding whatever was going on in his pants.
Harry sat down on the opposite side of the desk, clearly as taken as Louis by this, fiddling nervously, while sharing quick glances at him. The omega swallowed hard, his scent more intense, filling the room with the sweet scent of vanilla and jasmine.
Louis had forgotten how to do an interview completely, he was just staring at Harry and the outfit he was wearing. He had the same type of black, skinny jeans as he’d had when they met the first time, but it was paired with a white silk shirt, fortunately, or unfortunately, buttoned almost all the way up. He was stunning and smelled like sin. Louis wanted him bent over his desk.
“I’m here for the… the job,” Harry said, nervously and instinctively Louis tried to calm the omega, sending out calming pheromones. He didn’t mean to, it just happened and Harry gave him a shy smile when he noticed.
“I’ve forgotten how to conduct an interview,” Louis admitted, staring straight into the omega’s green eyes, “so please, tell me about yourself.”
“Oh, yes, of course,” Harry said, starting to tell Louis about his experiences, what he could bring to the team and how he could help Louis on a daily basis.
All while Louis couldn’t take his eyes off of him and the memories from Saturday playing in his mind. The grinding on the dancefloor. Their hard cocks. When Harry had asked ‘Wanna fuck?’. The way it had felt to fuck the omega. And Louis almost whimpered when he thought about the way Harry had sucked him off after just to get a taste of Louis.
Louis wrapped his fingers harder around the arms of his chair, trying to hold back what he felt inside, but he was fully hard now. The sweet scent of the omega didn’t help, how it had turned sweeter during the interview, under Louis’ gaze.
Harry met his eyes, staring straight into them, his breathing more shallow now, Louis could tell.
“I… I think I can be a great asset to the team,” Harry said, nodding to emphasise that he really meant it, his eyes sweet and warm, just slightly darker than when he had walked in.
“Oh, I know you can be a great asset,” Louis let out, involuntarily, then panicked, staring at Harry with wide eyes. “Fuck, shit, I’m so sorry. I meant… Shit… Yes, you sound–”
“I know what you meant,” Harry said, a smirk appearing on his lips, while he tilted his head a little and licked his lips. “I’d rather fuck you than get the job, to be honest.”
Louis’ breath hitched. He couldn’t control the whimper that left his body. He had no control whatsoever in front of this omega. Harry could have his way with Louis any day.
“I can find another job, but I don’t think I’ll ever find a better fuck,” Harry said, still smirking, still affecting Louis in a way that wasn’t professional at all.
“Fuck,” Louis breathed out.
“Yes, please,” Harry replied, like Louis had asked him a question, and got up, walking around the desk. With a finger under Louis’ chin he tilted his head up, so their eyes met. “Does bent over the desk work for you? Just have a desperate need to pull down my pants and present myself. To show how good of an omega I can be for you.”
Harry’s sweet scent was dizzying. His words made Louis’ heart skip several beats and Louis’ cock was already leaking. How could this omega have this effect on him?
“I… I know how good you can be,” Louis let out, in a strangled voice and Harry showed off a dimpled, wide grin, as he started to unbutton his jeans.
“Fast and hard, like last time,” Harry said, while tugging down his jeans, completely naked underneath, his raging boner at the same height as Louis' eyes. He licked his lips, looking at it before he met Harry’s eyes.
“You can have a taste, but then I need that big cock up my ass. Wouldn’t mind the knot today. I felt the stretch of it last time and I was about to beg for it. Need it, Louis.”
The way Harry said his name was almost like a plea, like he was begging for something that Louis would already give him. Like he was desperate to have them locked together.
“Whatever you want,” Louis let out under his breath and meant every single word.
While he kept looking into Harry’s eyes, he wrapped his fingers around Harry’s cock, licking the tip and tasting the precum on his tongue. Harry let out a soft gasp. As Louis enveloped the tip with his lips, Harry softly stroked his cheek, trailing the hand back and entangled the fingers gently in Louis’ hair.
“What a lovely mouth you have, Alpha,” Harry said, voice soft and sugary, making Louis want to whimper again. He was under the omega’s spell and he couldn’t do anything about it. He was Harry’s now, for as long as Harry wanted him. No question about it.
Louis took more of Harry in, not getting enough on him as it was, while his hands found Harry’s hips, pressing his thumbs into the hip bones as he bobbed his head. Harry let out some wonderful soft gasps and low moans, while carding through Louis’ hair with gentle fingers.
“Alpha,” Harry panted. “Need you up my ass. Need that knot now.”
Louis stopped, cock still in his mouth, as he met Harry’s eyes again, dark and wild, his hair framing his face in the perfect way. Louis slowly backed away, feeling his alpha take over. Needing the omega more than anything, more than air.
With firm hands he moved Harry in front of him, between the chair he was sitting on and the desk, then turned him around. With a firm hand on Harry’s back, he pressed Harry down. He went willingly, presenting himself perfectly, ass on display for Louis like a delicious meal dripping with slick.
“Just need a taste,” Louis let out, before leaning in, licking a broad stroke over Harry’s perfect rim.
“Oh, fuck!” Harry moaned. “Alpha! More, please!”
Well, if he asked for it, Louis wouldn’t deny him more. So he continued licking, alternating with kisses, tasting Harry’s wonderful slick on his tongue. As Louis pressed his tongue inside Harry, he heard Harry slam his hands down on the table, then moaning loudly.
“So good, Alpha. Fuck! Need your cock. Please, fuck me.” Harry’s voice was wild and desperate.
“FOR FUCK’S SAKE, GET OFF THE INTERCOM,” Louis heard Niall yell, both Harry and Louis froze, going completely silent for a few seconds before they started laughing.
“Sorry, Niall,” Louis chuckled, as he got up and hit the button on the phone. “Are you okay?” Louis asked Harry, soothingly stroking his hand up and down Harry’s back over the silky fabric. Harry looked at him over his shoulder, his cheeks a hint of pink, but the smile was mischievous.
“Would it be bad if I’m more turned on now?” he asked, eyes playful and Louis felt himself starting to grin.
“Nah,” Louis said, “so am I.”
“Then you better get to it,” Harry replied, giving Louis a meaningful look. “Need you to ram me, make me moan and then fill me up!”
Oh fucking hell!
Louis wasted no time, he unzipped his slacks, pulled them down to his knees together with his boxers. His cock standing straight out, dripping with precum, ready to give this omega everything he asked for.
He took a step forward, dragged his cock in between the omegas asscheeks, covering it with slick before lining himself up. Harry was already eagerly pushing back, but Louis kept him in place.
“So eager, Omega,” Louis chuckled, taking a calming breath while he heard Harry whimper.
“Call me that again,” Harry let out. Louis leaned forward, entangling his hand in Harry’s brown, long, wavy hair, tugging his head back a little.
“Omega,” Louis whispered close to Harry’s ear, while he pushed his cock inside of Harry, who let out an obscene moan that echoed between the walls. “Good Omega,” Louis continued, bottoming out and Harry moaned even louder. Louis didn’t care. This was his office.
“Fuck. You feel so good, Alpha. So big, stretching me perfectly. More. Need more!” Harry whined desperately.
The pitch of his voice made Louis’ alpha even more eager to please this omega in front of him. He slowly started to thrust, in and out, while trying to nail the sweet spot. When he found it, Harry moaned loudly again, arching his back, pressing his ass towards Louis. From then on Louis gave Harry what he wanted – hard and fast – while his fingers dug into Harry’s hips, holding him in place.
“So good for me, Omega,” Louis praised, he thought the omega would combust. Those words clearly had an effect on him. So Louis kept praising him, calling him Omega while relentlessly fucking him. Ramming him like he had asked for.
“Love your cock,” Harry panted between moans. “Fucking me so well. So big. So good, Alpha.”
Louis was out of breath, too turned on to put together sentences now, he just kept slamming into Harry, groaning at the sensation when Harry clenched his ass around his cock.
“Close,” Louis growled.
“Can feel it,” Harry panted, “can feel the stretch of your knot. More, deeper.”
Louis’ body followed Harry’s word, pressing deeper into Harry, fucking him harder, as his knot grew larger, stretching Harry. Then Louis made one deep thrust, nailing Harry’s prostate on the way, making him whale in pleasure as Louis knotted him.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” Harry panted, now pliant on the desk, completely spent. “That knot is perfect,” he said, and Louis could see a blissed smile on his lips.
Louis slid his hands under Harry’s silk shirt, letting them trail up his sides, while he laid down on top of him.
“I like fucking you,” Louis said, softly, tenderly.
“I like being fucked by you,” Harry let out, giggling with delight.
“Can’t hire you though, wouldn’t get anything done,” Louis added, pulling one hand out from Harry’s shirt, to move a few strands of hair from Harry’s face. Harry let out a low mewling sound and Louis pressed himself closer to Harry.
“Don’t hire another omega,” Harry let out, his voice needy and almost hurt.
“Promise,” Louis said, kissing Harry’s shoulder, then grabbed the phone, pressing the intercom button. “Niall. Send the rest of the applicants home, please.”
“Oh, they’ve already left,” Niall laughed on the other end of the line. “Liam left as well, poor thing.”
“Let’s hire that beta girl, you thought were cute,” Louis said, a smug smile on his face. Niall let out a squeal over the news.
“Just remember, no relationship with colleagues,” Louis added, feeling happy about his little revenge.
“Oh, I fucking hate you,” Niall muttered and hung up, while Louis chuckled in victory. Louis turned his attention back to Harry.
“Can you move? Let’s sit down,” Louis said, helping Harry to get up and sit down in Louis’ lap. Harry hissed a little when the knot pressed deeper, but then let out a soft, contented sigh.
“Perfect,” he said, leaning back against Louis’ chest, while Louis trailed kisses up and down his neck. “I wanna be yours,” Harry added, like it was the most natural thing to say and not something that tilted Louis’ entire world. “Need you to be mine.”
“Yes,” Louis breathed out against Harry’s skin, “wanna be yours.”
Harry slowly started to rock his hips, making Louis whimper, then the sounds turned into soft gasps and moans, as Harry continued. Louis wrapped his hand around Harry’s cock, feeling it harden in his hand. He pumped Harry’s cock, while Harry kept riding him, slow, steady. Soon the heat was coiling up inside Louis again, ready to fill Harry up again. He moved his hand faster over Harry’s cock, the omega gasping in his lap.
“My omega,” Louis whispered against Harry’s neck. The omega pressed himself deeper down on Louis’ cock, both moaning softly, as they spilled over in perfect harmony.