the eclipse [sequel] ☾ l.s.

three - date night, continued

"Think you can give me one more before I fuck you?"

Not waiting for an answer, Louis reached down to wrap his fingers around the omega's cock. Harry whined, burying his face in the older boy's neck.

"Sensitive," he mumbled, although he made no move to push Louis away.

"I know, baby," Louis cooed, stroking back and forth slowly, already feeling Harry start to harden again in response to his gentle touch. "But you're my good boy. You're my perfect omega, and you just have to come one more time so I can knot you. Can you do that for me?"

Harry was already nodding, his flushed face still hidden in Louis's shoulder. "Anything for you," he spoke softly, his voice muffled and his words a bit slurred. "Anything."

"That's my baby."

He scooped Harry up from the ground and carried him to their mattress, setting him down carefully. Harry wriggled around a bit to get comfortable, but his eyes followed Louis's every move as the older boy dug in their belongings for something. Harry was normally the patient one between the two of them, but times like these tested his limits.

His eyes widened when Louis returned with a familiar tie. "Gonna gag me?" he managed to slur out, fidgeting excitedly on the mattress.

Louis hummed, a bit amused by Harry's eagerness, but he shook his head. "Not today, darling. Want to hear all of your pretty sounds today." He climbed onto the mattress, tapping Harry's thigh in a silent instruction that had him scrambling to obey before Louis could even get the words out: "Spread your legs. Hands above your head."

He gathered Harry's wrists together, tying them artfully. Harry inhaled sharply, tugging gently at the tie, testing his own freedom. The omega's eyes were blown with lust and anticipation; he almost always surrendered control to his alpha, but with his hands bound together above his head, the literal sense of the word made his cock twitch with excitement.

Louis settled himself between Harry's spread legs, murmuring in appreciation, "So pretty." He ran his fingers down Harry's torso, admiring the way that the younger boy arched into his touch, silently begging for more.

"Please," Harry said softly, staring up at Louis through hooded eyes.

And he was much too pretty to deny for another second. Louis dipped his head and wrapped his mouth around one nipple, engulfing the sensitive bud in wet heat. Harry moaned obscenely, his back arching off of the mattress, pressing his chest further into the older boy's mouth. Once the bud had fully hardened under the attention of his tongue, Louis switched to the other, lavishing an equal amount of attention on both while Harry writhed beneath him.

"Alpha, please!" he sobbed. He bucked his hips up to meet Louis's, desperately searching for some friction for his aching cock while Louis tried his hardest to ignore his own throbbing erection. Harry could feel the slick dripping from his hole, probably wetting the sheets.

As if reading his mind, Louis finally released his nipples, and Harry shivered as cold air spread across the hardened buds. The alpha trailed his lips downward, purposefully skipping over the younger boy's neglected member, which lay hot and heavy against his stomach.

He trailed the tip of his finger around Harry's fluttering hole, mesmerized by the way Harry's body tried to suck him in. "You're so wet, baby," he said lowly. "So wet for me. For your alpha."

"Alpha," Harry sighed, his tone desperate and pleading. "Louis, pl --"

He cried out when Louis's mouth connected with his rim, lapping and sucking at the slick that pulsed from the tiny ring of muscle. Louis was an expert at pushing his buttons, and he took his time prodding at Harry's hole, stretching him with his tongue before finally easing one finger inside. After just a few minutes, Harry was a moaning mess beneath him, pulling at the tie that rendered his hands immobile while he rocked back and forth on Louis's tongue and fingers. Louis brought his free hand up to play with the omega's abused nipples while he fingered Harry steadily, tweaking and tugging insistently at the swollen buds.