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Eating pussy was pretty damn good, but Frank was starting to think eating ass was some kind of next level. Now that wasn't to say it was better per say. It was just a mission he hadn't expierenced in a long time. One that took determination, dedication and a belly full of burning desire that was fucking consuming.
Frank's mouth watered more, even with it already latched onto Red’s hole. He was trying to force his tongue inside it as far as it could go, wanting to stretch him open with nothing else. So keeping the Alpha’s ass checks spread wide, pulling him down harder against his face, he buried it pretty damn deep.
Drool leaked out of the corners of mouth as Red followed his lead. He sat down on his face completely, rocking on his tongue with confidence. Someone moaned from the action, movement. Frank didn't give a damn who.
Enjoying the sound, Frank savored the taste on his tongue and swallowed what he could of it. It wasn't slick since the man wasn’t an Omega, but it was good. Soon though, his inner Alpha was going to make sure it was his own come leaking out of Red’s ass. The need to breed, engrained in his brain when the mix of scent in the air was screaming ‘mates’.
Frank hummed, squeezing the man’s firm ass as he moved. It was damn good feeling the Alpha’s hole flexing against his lips. Red was already physically asking to be taken, and his rut had barely even started. Neither of them was going to survive the week if this was how quickly things were going to spiral.
Breathing deeply, Frank lifted Red’s ass off his face. Not a lot, but enough for him to just tease the man. He traced his spit wet hole with his tongue slowly, making the Alpha’s audibly gasp and his own cock ache.
Frank itched to throw Red over onto his stomach. Force his erection in the man, claiming his Alpha. Knot him, bite him and make him cry out the way he liked to do when he was coming.
Weak to the idea, Frank nipped at the inside of Red’s ass cheek. The tender, untouched skin that made the Alpha hiss. He just chuckled, swiping his tongue over it before mouthing at his hole again. Each time he did, he wondered how one of them was going to remain sane.
It would probably be smart to go ahead and agree how they wouldn’t, but they’d only been dating a fucking week. Officially. Frank didn’t know how long they’d been scent bonded like a couple of dumbasses.
If Red and him trusted their biology over their emotional states though, Frank knew without a doubt they’d be coming out of this rut with matching mating bites. One hundred percent guaranteed. A visible scar that he could already imagine tracing with fondness on the side of his neck, unlike the others under his clothes he didn’t have on.
Letting go of Red’s ass, Frank smoothed his hands up the sides of the man’s body in appreciation. The Alpha didn’t need prompting to sit back down on his open mouth and he took a deep breath as his face was covered with plump meat again. Exactly the way it should be. Always.
Holding onto Red’s ribs, Frank moved his lips. He sucked on his Alpha’s hole before slipping his tongue back out to tease its way inside. It went easily, having already been generously coated and stretched from his previous enthusiasm. Heat pooled in his crotch, feeling the man playing with his own cock.
Letting go, Frank enjoyed the sensation of Red’s sack dragging along his forehead. He was hot before he’d gotten naked, picking up on the other Alpha’s pheromones. An alluring scent on any given day, turned sinful to draw a mate in… and it worked like a charm. Now, he was practically roasting, buried under the man.
Hooking his hands over Red’s perfect thighs, Frank encouraged him to start grinding down onto him. He planted his feet on the bed, ready to meet his sweet ass with far more enthusiasm than before. It wasn't like him to be as sensitive as the other Alpha, popping a knot over the little things, but he was only human. The base of his erection wanted squeezed.
Tongue thrusting inside him, Red wiggled on it. It was fucking adorable and Frank ate his ass like he was actually trying to kiss the deepest parts of his body. If he could, he would, but he had to settle on lapping at his Alpha’s hole hard with a burning hunger.
Frank felt rewarded when Red started rocking his hips faster. He distantly became aware he needed to breathe, but that just drove him to work harder. Until he was suffocating on hot ass thanks to strong thighs pinning him in place. It was going to be beautiful.
Matthew Murdock had become an ingrained primal part of him that he couldn’t shake. Frank had tried for months and failed every time. Of course, he belonged inside the other Alpha. The cute little badass was his. A reminder he gave the man, by digging his nails into his thighs.
Flattening his tongue, Frank pressed up onto Red’s relaxed hole hard. He made the man keep rubbing against it, even as his hips stuttered to a pause. Hearing the soft curse, a weak ‘Alpha’, he quickly buried his tongue back up in his mate’s ass, just in time for his rim to tighten around it.
Frank felt the come splashing into his hair. He could feel the seed spilling down Red’s sack onto his forehead, as he kept mouthing at the man’s sensitive hole. It was like stepping under the spray of a showerhead since his face was soaked with sweat and spit, his neck no better off because he didn’t give a fuck about restraint.
Good sex was filthy. Sex during a rut? Oh, even more so. Frank couldn’t wait to see the state of his bed when they were done. A shared nest born of their most intimate needs and primal states.
Maybe noticing he needed to breathe, Red suddenly lifted up onto his knees uncaring to the scratches his nails left behind on his thighs. It took Frank a second to blink and look up. As he did, come splashed between his eyes, painting his nose while the man milked his knot with parted lips letting him take in his own ragged breaths. The Alpha in him roared for more.
Frank grabbed Matt’s hips, licking his lips as he forced the man back to sit on his chest. Reaching up, he grabbed the shaft of his Alpha’s pulsing cock and put it to his open mouth while he continued to squeeze his knot and come. Red’s sweet, weak, sweat covered face made him want to latch his mouth around his neck for a change. Happy where he was for now as his mate panted, he sucked on his swollen tip flowing like a goddamn river instead.