Heat (3) (M)

The moment that Spade's wet tongue teased with his pinkish nipple, Arren couldn't help but let out those ambiguous sounds once more, and the tingling feeling in his stomach made his own desire harden.

With his hazy eyes, he still managed to notice a slight smirk on Spade's lips as he continued to suck and bite his chest while the alpha's other hand was fiddling with his other nipple, encircling them in a more torturous yet pleasurable way. 

Tears began to moisten the corners of his eyes, while his mouth kept on eliciting forbidden sounds that further made the air inside the room erotic. 

"A-Alpha..." he called out, but the sound came out as a captivating moan instead. Spade's mouth stopped, and pulled away slightly, but his tongue still licked at the top of his nipple. Arren almost cried at the stimulation, and yet he knew it wasn't enough. 

Everything! He wanted everything! However, what did everything entail? He didn't know.