JUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW:
Whenever I look into his eyes, I feel like I'm being dragged into an abyss. I feel like I'm drowning in his eyes. It's weird. I've never felt this way before...
He's one of the people who has ever treated me nicely. Most of then were very hostile, and disgust can be seen in their faces whenever they look at me.
My exes were different from most people too, but Tristan... it's like he...
"Are you alright?" His eyes looked worried as he looked at me. Is he just pretending to be concerned or does he actually care? "Uh... yes," I replied and smiled a little.
If he actually cares, then it's like... he likes me. From the way he has treated me today and before, it's like he has feelings for me.
I must be insane. Why am I assuming that this alpha likes me when we barely even know each other? Heck, I only knew his name just a few hours ago!
Get a grip of yourself, Justin. Am I being like this because I've been single for way too long? This is so stupid.
"Shall we head out now? I'll drive you home," he said and smiled again. How can he smile like that when I'm currently debating on my mind? Why is he so handsome anyway?! This is so unfair. "Sure, thank you," I said and looked away.
I can't even look at his face. I'm starting to kinda get embarrassed because of what I was thinking.
We started walking to the underground parking lot since he said that he parked his car there.
Come on, Justin. The guy just treated you nicely today and brought you home without doing anything bad to you when you were in heat, and you're already acting like this? I shouldn't be thinking this way. I should just brush it off since maybe he just wants to become my friend. That's right. Maybe it's just like that.
But... what if we actually did it? What if he held me in his arms all night long? How would it feel if we had sex? Maybe... it would feel really good.
I suddenly felt my face heat up because of what I was thinking. I must be insane. No, I am insane! What kind of person thinks of having sex with someone just because of something like that?
But... Ugh, I hate this! I don't want to think about it anymore, but being with him makes it worse—a lot worse!
My heart is pounding so loud and I feel so lightheaded. Is this how it feels to become so horny? Haha, I really am insane. I must be a pervert.
TRISTAN'S POINT OF VIEW:
What's wrong with him? His face is all flushed. Is he alright? Does he have a fever?
"Are you—hmff!" Before I could even ask him my question, I immediately covered my nose because of the sudden release of his pheromones.
Is he in heat? Damn it. How should I handle this? We're in a public place no less. Should I take him home right away?
"I'm not in heat. It's just that... I want to have sex with you," he said with eyes full of lust.
He's definitely in heat.
Damn it. I don't even have suppressants with me right now. Nothing for alphas and for omegas. Should we just... do it?
I want to do it too...
He suddenly cupped my cheeks and kissed me. I grabbed his waist and slowly put my tongue inside his mouth, circling it around his.
I want him. I really... want him.
I brought him inside my car and drove to the nearest motel I could find. I paid for a room, and when we got inside, he suddenly kissed me aggressively.
Damn it.
I kissed him back and carried him to the bed as we made out. I laid him gently on the bed and continued kissing him.
His kisses are way too... addicting.
The way he moans in between our kisses was turning me on a lot more than I expected. If I had sex with him yesterday, would I have felt the same?
I kissed his neck until I gave him hickeys.
I want him. I want more of him.
I stopped kissing him and looked at his flushed face. He looks like he was not satisfied with just making out. "M-More... I want more..." And I was right.
I swallowed hard and unbuckled my belt. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I can hold back this time," I said as my eyes traveled from his face to his feet, seeing the messed up state he was in.
He looks so... sexy.
I removed my clothes and crawled to the bed, ready to devour every inch of his body. I removed his shirt and his pants together with his underwear.
I think... I'm starting to lose my mind.
His skin was so fair, and his nipples were pink. His dick was smaller than mine, and it also has an amusingly beautiful color—Indian pink. It was stiff and very wet at the tip. His asshole was also dripping wet as if he couldn't wait to have me inside him.
I kissed his soft lips, and my kisses traveled to his neck and then next to his nipples. I sucked and licked them as I slowly put a finger inside his hole. It was warm inside, and I couldn't help but want to be inside him.
I circled my tongue around his nipple as I put another finger inside him, which made him moan so loud. "Aaahh... Ngl..."
Where is it? I can't find it.
I put my finger deeper inside him to find his prostate and when I did, he came again for the second time. I kept stimulating his prostate until he was dripping wet.
He pushed me gently and spread his legs that gave me a clear view of his penis and asshole.
This looks... so hot.
"I'm ready now. Please put it inside me."