Omega In Need (2/2)
Summary: Sam's presenting and it's his first heat. He calls a service to send an Alpha.
Characters: Alpha!Dean x Omega!Sam
ABO BINGO: First Heat
Warnings: Wincest, Wincest AU (not related), ABO Dynamics, Presenting, Heat, Smut (Unprotected sex, Anal sex, Knotting), Fluff
Word Count: 921
A/N: Part 2! For @spnabobingo - First Heat. This was a first for me, and it's a first for them too. LOL.
"Good boy," Dean praised and Sam melted under his attention, "Get undressed for me," he added in a soft voice as he began removing his own shirts.
Sam was flustered and momentarily frozen at the sight of Dean's naked torso. He looked firm and muscled but soft and inviting. As Dean undid the button of his jeans, Sam snapped into action, tearing off his shirt and track pants, leaving him naked and at attention.
Dean's eyes traveled over Sam's lean and muscled body. He bit his lip as his hand wrapped around his own cock.
"So beautiful, Omega," Dean breathed out as he stroked himself. Sam let him get his fill, licking his lips as he was entranced by the rather large Alpha cock before him. More slick flooded from him at the sight, but he was nervous. How was that supposed to fit?
"Hands and knees," Dean commanded and Sam scrambled to obey, climbing on all fours onto the queen bed, spreading his legs and lowering his head as he presented himself to the Alpha.
Sam felt the bed dip as Dean climbed on behind him. He assumed the Alpha was just going to go for it. He was not prepared for the warm, wet tongue lapping up his sack and teasing around the rim of his ass.
"A-alpha," Sam choked on a breath.
"Gotta get you ready for me," Dean explained, before a single finger eased into Sam, "Don't want to hurt you."
"Will-" Sam tried to speak, his mouth gone dry from the combination of fingers and tongue currently working at his already prepped hole, "-will it fit?" he panted.
Dean removed his fingers, grabbing a small bottle of lube from his jacket and returning to the bed. He generously lubed himself, before dripping some down Sam's crack.
"Oh, it'll fit," Dean promised, now teasing the head of his cock against Sam's rim, "You're made to take me, Omega, just relax."
Sam took a deep breath and let it out slowly, listening to the Alpha and letting his instincts guide him. Dean pressed against his hole, slipping inside with ease. He groaned as he slid home, pulling out and pushing back in just as slow as he settled into the inviting warmth.
"Holy shit," Sam gasped, his hands clutched into the sheets beneath him. It didn't hurt, at all. It felt good, great even. Almost too good. When Dean started to move, Sam felt like he'd died and gone to Heaven.
Dean took the time to read Sam's body, understand his needs, and sped up accordingly. Before long, Sam was bucking back against him, wanting more.
"Alpha, please," Sam begged. His shame fell to the side as he felt safe and cared for by the skilled Alpha. His body sang with the release and connection it was craving.
"Feel so fucking good," Dean growled, his hands on Sam's hips as he pulled the Omega back onto his cock with every thrust forward, "Smell even better," he groaned, leaning forward and licking the sweat from Sam's spine. Dean nipped at his skin and Sam jumped in surprise. He clenched around Dean.
"Gonna cum, Omega. Want my knot?" Dean huffed out as he fucked Sam harder. His knot was beginning to swell and tug, threatening to pop and lock him tight inside.
"Yes, Alpha, yes, yes, yes!" Sam chanted, the Omega in him in full control of his faculties. Dean growled, sweat dripping from his brow. He thrust hard, Sam coming with a scream onto the sheets. Dean's knot popped, locking them together as his cum filled the pliant Omega.
They dropped to the bed, Dean moving Sam into a spooning position as they waited for his knot to recede.
"This part's kind of awkward," Sam grumbled, his heat sated for now and allowing him to think straight once more.
"It's not so bad if you like cuddling," Dean offered with a chuckle. When he could pull free, Dean hopped off the bed, a pep in his step as he went about cleaning himself up and grabbing a cloth for Sam.
"I can do it," Sam insisted as Dean moved to clean him. Dean shook his head, brushing Sam's hands aside as he cleaned up the mess from his skin.
"I didn't expect a service Alpha to be so kind," Sam admitted with a blush.
Dean nodded with a small smile, handing Sam a bottle of water before climbing back into the bed beside him.
"I like to leave my clients completely satisfied," he responded with a lewd smirk, "Are you satisfied, Sam?"
"My heat's sated," he said with a furrowed brow, "I read it'll come back again over the next few days, and you said you were here for the whole thing."
Dean chuckled, "I am," he agreed, "But that's not what I meant," he said, leaning over Sam and cupping his face, his eyes staring at his lips before meeting his own once more, "Are you satisfied?"
"Yes, Alpha," Sam responded with a smile. Dean was so beautiful, like Sam had dreamed him into existence. His heart sank as he realized he couldn't keep this Alpha. After all, he was only here because it was his job.
Dean settled into the bed, laying on his back with a content sigh. He reached an arm out, pulling Sam into his side and Sam went willingly. He laid his head on Dean's chest and let his eyes flutter closed. He should sleep while he could, before the next wave came.