Luther felt the ground slipping from underneath his feet. No matter how much he tried to push Killian away and break their kiss, he seemed to be powerless. And as he let out pheromones, Killian became more and more brutal and insatiable. He whimpered, struggled, clawed the alpha's expensive suit and kicked with all his might for nothing. Nothing could have saved him.
So he embraced it. The drunkenness on pheromones, the new unexplored feelings and sensations, the suffocation. He tried to take control by moving his tongue chaotically, a gesture that made Killian smirk. The slight rupture of the kiss was enough for Luther to get the alpha's bottom lip between his teeth and press them just enough to taste blood. Only then did Luther let go.
The omega took a few stumbling steps back and fell back into his chair. Spit was slightly pouring from the corners of his mouth. His heart was threatening to break free from his chest.
Killian gathered the saliva from the corners of his mouth with his thumb and then licked it teasingly. Luther scoffed and used the sleeve of his jacket to wipe up his.
Killian let his head back, still having a lingering taste of blood and limey sweetness on his tongue. He took a second to calm himself, but the scent of Luther was in and invading every cell of his body. If he wasn't careful, he would risk ripping open into him, taking him there animalistically. The way Luther was panting and gasping for air wasn't helping the fragile threat of ration Killian was barely holding on either.
-It worked, said Luther breathlessly.
-Fuck, mumbled Killian.
Luther arched his brow. "Shouldn't he be happy his drug is working?"
-Could - Killian hesitated- could you come here for a second?
-The deal was one kiss, enunciated sharply Luther.
-I don't want more. Fuck, of course, I do. But I just want to smell you, please. I'm begging you…
Seeing how the voice of the alpha sounded in so much pain, how his head was still tilted back and his breath was unsteady, something shifted in Luther. The usual him would have kicked this perverted alpha out in the blink of an eye, but today was different. He was pulled in. He didn't know if it was gratefulness for letting him freely spread his pheromones for the first time in his life or the curiosity of what effect he actually had on the man, but Luther came close to him.
Sensing him getting close, Killian grabbed his waist and pulled him nearer. He buried his head in Luther's collar and inhaled his scent deeply. Not only action Killian did. To Luther's horror and disgust, the man opened his zipper, letting out a full erect- drenched in precum- monster. Luther struggled to free himself, making Killian grunt softly:
-Just stay, please. Don't look if you don't want to, but stay. You smell so good, Luther, fuck!
Luther stayed. He furtively stole glances at it, his eyes darting toward the monster with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. How Killian was stroking it tightly, how he rubbed circularly the wet tip, how Killian's breath quickened, how deep he was inhaling him.
Was this the kind of possession omega felt when they would get an alpha like this? This kind of leverage was addicting and intoxicated. Killian's rainy smell transformed into what Luther thought thunder and electricity would smell like. He wouldn't admit it, but he wanted more. If a mere kiss and a hug would feel this dangerous, what would actually sleeping with Killian be like?
Unknown to Luther, Killian watched him since the beginning. The way the omega was sneaking curious glances, the way his Adam's apple trembled with excitement, the way his breath quickened too. Touching himself under his purple gaze was beyond exhilarating and he even made the process longer and painfully complicated just so he could watch him more.
Eventually, Luther saw Killian staring at him with lustful eyes and the brief eye contact was enough to make the alpha cum. He shattered and trembled on Luther's chest, growling softly. Luther looked away uncomfortably, not because shame conquered him or regret, but because seeing Killian like that made him aching for release.
He broke free and turned his back to Killian to hide his own erection. Killian wiped clean after himself with a tissue. After he was done, he walked next to Luther and softly whispered in his ear- hot breath brushing against his skin-:
-I'll wait for your call. I'm not a patient man so hurry up this time, babe.
He landed a small peck on Luther's cheek, before leaving in a rush. Luther didn't have time to process what happened. He couldn't erase it either. The room smelled like an orgy after all.