I stood in the living room, watching the party unfold. Everything seemed to be going fine. It wasn't meant to be anything too big or crazy, just a few friends.
Things got out of hand quickly. First, Jessica invented her friends over without my permission, and then Kaylob brought beer. I wasn't supposed to allow these things, but dammit, I really wanted beer...
I decided to just let things happen as they went on. It's not like I could control a large group of rowdy teens. Especially not the drunk ones. I knew better, but I just wanted to have fun! Vampires aren't all strictly business...
Considering I'm a Lord, I should be, but I enjoy parties. New Year's parties always get out of hand, but do I care? No. In fact, I couldn't care less. I started my first beer.
With that, I began checking up on people. I didn't want to talk to them, but I wanted to make sure Jessica's friends didn't TP my house like last time. That took me three days to clean up, and I got a sunburn...
No, tonight was gonna be different. We're just gonna play a few games, drink a little, and then as soon as midnight rolls around, I'm kicking them all out.
(Two hours later...)
Holy shit... I'm slammed. This party may or may not be getting out of hand. Hehe-
That's when I suddenly smelled something. It smelled...sweet. An omega. Not a vampire omega either. A werewolf... Who the hell let a werewolf into my house?! Wait- two! I smell another alpha too... oh shit...
I stumbled across the house to find the omega and get them outside. Don't get me wrong, I hate most werewolves, but that doesn't mean I'm prejudice against all of them.
"Woah- shit I drank too much." I stumbled into what smelled like the alpha. The dude shoved me straight into a smaller person, which fell into the bathroom. I was staring directly down at the omega...and it's gone into heat.
"Oh- sorry about that!" I tried to stand up, but the alcohol had already put its effects on me. "Oww...goddamn that hurt." The omega mumbled as he held himself on the ground. "A-are you alright?" I asked. He didn't seem to hear me, so I closed the bathroom door. The alpha didn't seem to mind at all, in fact it seemed he was trying to get away from this little omega.
"Are you alright?" I asked again, this time in a slightly lower voice. "Mm~." The little brunette held his groin and choked back a moan. I swallowed hard as I caught a whiff of his scent. He smelled sweet like chocolate covered marshmallows...
This scent was so intoxicating, and now I couldn't escape it. "C-can you move?" I stuttered. Since when do I stutter? "Nooo~." The little omega breathed out, licking his lips. "Can I at least know your name, so I can help you get out of here?"
"Mikey~..." he moaned out. I tried to help him up, but it only seemed to hurt him... "who was that alpha; can he help you?" I asked slowly. "My brother~..." his breathing started to get erotic.
"Great...just great..." I breathed a long, irritated sigh. "I want you~...please~." The brunet boy purred. He had rolled over to present his face. "I-I can't help you. I'm sorry..." I turned away with a slight burning in my cheeks.
"But please~! It hurts so bad~!" He moaned again, palming himself through his jeans. "You're so hot~." The little werewolf cooed. "I- quit it! I can't help you. I'm sorry- but it's just....it's just..." I couldn't think of what to say next. Was it just because I couldn't think of the reason, or because there wasn't a reason? Or maybe it's just because I'm drunk and I can't remember shit.
"Oh~ it hurts so much... I want you so badly~" Mikey moaned. He crawled to me and sat on my lap. "W-what the hell are you doing?!" I asked. I could feel the bright red blush on my cheeks.
He began grinding against my now growing erection. What the fuck is happening? "Fuck me~." He groaned. I wanted to push him off, but there was just something about him that I couldn't resist. Probably my inner drunkard self.
My hands subconsciously rested on his hips as the brunet continued to grind into my pelvic area. "F-fuck~..." I practically mouthed my words, as all of my breath had just disappeared.
"That's it. I'll help you, but this is a one time thing, ok?" I said, enunciating the 'ok'. "Mm~ just fuck me already, please~." He begged for the umpteenth time.
It's a real good thing this is my house, and my bathroom... I reached up from the floor to lock the door. I quickly scooted over to get into the bathroom drawer. I knew I kept these condoms for a reason...and the lube... I can't be the only one that keeps these in the bathroom, right? Oh well...
The little omega already had his shirt off, and he was struggling to undo his pants. "Just hold on a second..." I moved him off of my lap and began taking off my shirt and pants. After I was out of my clothes, I helped Mikey out of his pants.
The tent in his boxers was no doubtably aching for attention. "Please- I need you~." He purred again. Geez- this dude doesn't even know my name. "I know, I'm getting there." I pulled off my boxers, and then his. His erection sprung out, as did mine.
Slowly but surely, I slid on the condom and coated my fingers in lube. "I'm gonna prep you now, ok?" I said as I reached behind him. He nodded and gulped. He moaned as I pushed a finger into his rear end. I added a second one and began scissoring them. His erotic breathing and expressions made my heart pound in my chest...
"Ah~ please~." He begged. "Alright, alright, tell me if it gets to be too much, ok?" I didn't want to hurt him after all. In fact, the only reason I'm helping him is because I don't want to see him in pain. He nodded in response as I pulled my fingers out of him.
I was getting dizzy from all of the drinking I'd done earlier. I (dizzily) aligned myself with his ass and slowly slid in. "Oh~ god, yes~!" He moaned out. I began thrusting slowly and gently, gradually picking up speed.
He moaned with every thrust I made. This boy is doing things to me... I'd soon reached my climax, as did Mikey. He arched his back and came onto his stomach as I did the same into the now soiled condom.
His breathing returned to normal, but he looked tired. We'd gone at it for a good 45 minutes or so... he blinked as he lay there, regaining his senses. "O-oh god..." he sat up and immediately regretted it.
The hard bathroom floor is not a suggested place to fuck...
I had already disposed of the condom, and I was slipping my clothes back on. It was about 9:30... damn I guess we went longer than I thought. "Don't try to sit up right now... you're going to be in pain for a while." I suggested. His eyes went wide as he looked at me.
"My name is Donovan, and there's no need to be afraid. I used a condom, and I know what you are. I have a feeling you aren't dumb, so I assume you know what I am too. And just so you know, you begged me to help you, so don't go calling me a rapist." I rambled.
His golden eyes caught my interest. He looked afraid. "I-I don't understand...who are you?" he muttered. That's when his slight accent kicked in. He was definitely from around here... I mean, Rhode Island is a small state after all. He must not have heard me the first time...
"Donovan. Lord Donovan." I replied, enunciating the word Lord. He looked down and quickly covered himself up with a flushed face. "You're a lord?!" He shouted, ignoring the pain. "Yeah." I replied bleakly. He began to try and put his clothes on, only managing to get his underwear on.
"Ow, dammit you were way too rough." He complained. "Hey- I remember saying that if you thought it was too much then I would stop." I replied. I was trying to be nice here and I don't think he cared.
"I- need to get out of here. I wasn't supposed to be here..." he whimpered slightly. "Yeah you're telling me. This is my house." I replied, remembering how annoyed I was.
"It was my brothers fault, he forced me to come here!" He yelled in a childish manner. I raised my brow at him and held back my laughter the best I could.
This boy may be a werewolf, but I can feel something special about him. Something different. I think I like this one...