“Probably because your jeans have no knees and your jacket is way too thin for the dead of winter.” The alpha observed, pulling away from the curb and starting the drive to his apartment.
Remi looked down at his torn jeans, feeling a little embarrassed. Honestly it was the best he had at the moment. He didn’t have much money to spare on clothes. Most of his wardrobe consisted of shirts and jeans he’d owned since he was in high school. His tuition and bills always came first, which left very little in the way of funds for self care.
“Sorry. It’s just… kinda all I have right now.” Remi said quietly, looking out the window.
“Hey. None of that. You’ve got a proper sugar daddy now.” Dimitrios' voice was smiling and a bit teasing. “I’ll take you shopping sometime and get you some decent winter clothes, maybe a nice suit for events I’m gonna drag you to as my date, and maybe some pretty things for you to wear just for me.”
“What kind of pretty things?”
Dimitrios kept one hand on the wheel, but the other reached over and rested on Remi’s thigh, squeezing gently.
“I want to see you in some pretty, lacy panties for me sweetheart. Or in some silky lingerie. I bet you’ll look stunning in red silk.”
The idea made Remi have to bite his lip to hold in a sound. He wanted to wear pretty things for Dimitrios. Wanted the alpha to think he looked sexy.
“I want to look pretty for you alpha.” The hand that was on his thigh, gripped harder at the words.
Remi had no idea the effect he was having on Dimitrios' body. The alpha was so close to pulling over and just letting Remi jerk him off to help ease the constant throbbing of his cock. Calling him alpha… Fuck. Dimitrios was so weak for this pretty boy, and he was certain that after he stripped him out of his old, baggy clothes he was only going to be more addicted. He’d gotten a little preview of him when he’d held him inside his coat. He’d felt his slender, light-boned figure against him and known that what was hidden under the clothes was something to be savored.
“You’re already pretty, sweetheart.”
Remi bit his lip as a little smile overtook his face. He really had it bad for getting praised by Dimitrios. He could feel himself getting wetter and wetter as he was surrounded by the alpha’s scent, and the warm hand on his leg massaged the muscle. The heat of the seat under him wasn’t really helping matters either. Everything was so overwhelming, but Remi wanted to be overwhelmed. He wanted to be completely ruined by Dimitrios. His inner omega was dying to submit to him entirely and let the alpha use him however he saw fit. He knew Dimitrios would make it good.
“Dimitrios… it hurts.” Remi whined, hips shifting slightly.
“I know, pretty boy. We’re almost there.” Dimitrios' voice was strained. “Fuck, I can smell your slick. You’re already wet for me, aren’t you Baby?”
Being called ‘Baby’ by this alpha had Remi’s control slipping further out of his hold. He had never had to fight against his base desires like this outside his heat, during which he always remained completely secluded. An omega in heat was likely to accept any alpha around, just for relief, so he had to be careful during his fertile days. Right now though, it wasn’t the instinctive desire to be impregnated that took over when he was in heat, but a different kind of need. Remi just wanted Dimitrios to take him, for no reason other than that he wanted it.
“Ngh… Yes. I’m so wet for you alpha. Just for you.”
Dimitrios was so fucking close to his apartment, and he was dying to get there already. Remi’s words, the scent of him in the confined space, the scent of his slick so strong that Dimitrios' mouth was salivating for a taste. He pulled into the underground garage and found his parking space quickly, turning the engine off. He hopped out and quickly grabbed the backpack from the backseat, before walking around and helping a shaky Remi out of the car.
As soon as they were in the elevator, Dimitrios pushed the button for the top floor and sat the backpack by his feet as the doors slid closed. One moment they were standing side by side in the elevator as it began to move, and the next Dimitrios had Remi pressed against the wall. He wrapped a hand around the back of the omega’s neck and pulled him in for a hard kiss that turned feral almost instantly, teeth and tongues meeting in a clash of need and heat. Dimitrios' deep growl mixed with Remi’s high-pitched whimpering moans. It felt like only a single moment before the elevator dinged, announcing their arrival on the correct floor.
Dimitrios didn’t want to pull back from the kiss, but he knew they needed to get inside his apartment. As he broke the kiss, Remi chased after his lips with a little whine. He was completely lost to his desire, and Dimitrios had never seen anything so hot as Remi opening his glazed eyes and looking up at him, mouth slightly parted as he panted heavy breaths, lips red and kiss swollen. The alpha stepped back and grabbed the backpack from the floor, before pulling Remi along with him out of the elevator and to his apartment door.
Dimitrios fumbled with his keys for a moment, finally getting his door unlocked and swinging it open. He pulled the omega inside with him and swung the door shut. As soon as the door clicked closed, Remi leapt into his arms, wrapping his legs around his middle and arms around his neck. Dimitrios caught him under the thighs and slammed his back against the closed door, finding Remi’s mouth and resuming their kiss. The heat hadn’t subsided, and they kissed like the breath from the other’s mouth was the very oxygen that was keeping them alive. Remi’s hands tangled in Dimitrios' black hair, tugging on the strands and pulling him closer, wanting Dimitrios as close as physically possible.
Remi was the one who pulled back from the kiss first. The omega began trailing hot kisses down over his jaw and to his scent gland, where he licked at the spot with his warm, soft tongue, causing a surge in Dimitrios' scent that had Remi making a noise almost like a sob as he continued. If the omega kept that up, he would be completely covered in Dimitrios' scent for days.
The alpha was in pain from the prolonged arousal, needing to get Remi naked and get his damned slacks off, if only to at least relieve some of the ache.
Dimitrios pulled Remi away from the wall and started toward his bedroom, not bothering to take his shoes off. He made his way through the dark apartment by memory, not turning on any lights until he got to his room. He quickly flipped the light on because he wanted to see Remi. He didn’t want to miss a single detail of his face and body. He turned his face and nuzzled against the side of Remi’s head which was all he could reach with the omega still tonguing and softly sucking over his scent gland.
“Let’s get you out of these clothes, Baby.”
Remi was drunk on the scent of coffee and dark chocolate, head hazy and body buzzing with sharp-edged desire and sensation. He was completely at Dimitrios' mercy at the moment, and he allowed himself to be put down, somewhat reluctantly. He looked up at the alpha and felt a fresh wave of slick gush from him as he took in the alpha’s shining, swollen lips, dark hair mussed by Remi’s own hands, and eyes so dark with desire they were almost completely black. A shiver of awareness bloomed over his skin at the hungry, penetrating look that Dimitrios gave him.
The omega watched in awe as Dimitrios shrugged his coat and suit jacket off, revealing the white shirt again. Remi reached up and pulled at the necktie, wanting it off, wanting everything off. He wanted the alpha completely bare, he wanted to see every inch of his tawny, golden skin. He gently extracted the necktie and dropped it to the floor. His fingers fumbled at the buttons of his dress shirt, half tempted to just rip the thing open when Dimitrios' warm hands wrapped around his shaking ones, stilling him and making him look up into the alpha’s dark gaze.
“Off… off.” Remi whined.
“It’s okay, pretty boy. Let me.”
Remi pulled his hands back and watched as the alpha made quick work of the buttons on his shirt, before pulling it open and letting it drift to the floor too. Remi was stunned by how muscular Dimitrios was. His arms were corded with muscle, his torso a rigid expanse of rippling abs. Remi wanted to feel him skin to skin, and started pulling on his own clothes with limited success. He was so overwhelmed by his nearly unhinged need that he was having trouble functioning normally, but thankfully Dimitrios was in better control and helped him get his coat and shirt off, leaving them both bare from the waist up.
Dimitrios was about to pass out as all the blood in his body surged through his head. Remi was so damn sexy, his skin was pale and velvety smooth, the line of his body was unbelievably perfect with a slender waist giving way to muscular hips and thighs. The omega was completely flawless, a perfect male beauty. Dimitrios was frozen in place for a few moments, just looking at him.