“No sir, I don’t mix business and personal life.” Leon’s words and tone cut off that avenue immediately.
“What’s the name of this lucky omega you’re seeing? Would I know him?” Emily asked from beside Dimitrios, turning and giving him a smile that was probably supposed to be alluring, but he thought was a shade too disingenuous.
“I don’t believe you’d know him.” Dimitrios said, hesitating for just a moment. “His name is Remi.”
He figured that there was no point in hiding it. Remi was going to be attending events with him and business dinners in the future. Dimitrios knew that he’d be getting the third degree from Leon as soon as they were out of this restaurant.
Now that he thought about it, there hadn’t really been any point in hiding this from his friend. As long as Leon didn’t know the real nature of their relationship, everything would be fine. He’d talk to Remi about it after he got back home. They would just pretend to the wider world that they were actually dating, that way no one would suspect the actual relationship. Then, when they inevitably parted ways they could just say they broke up.
Dimitrios wondered why he hadn’t thought about it before. Probably because Leon was right, and he’d been too horny and interested in just getting Remi in bed to worry about anything else. Jizz might actually be the enemy of alpha clarity after all.
As they rode in the cab back to their hotel, Dimitrios could feel Leon looking at him smugly. He refused to give in and acknowledge the look. It took a total of twelve blocks for Leon to finally speak, and his voice was entirely too full of laughter for Dimitrios' liking.
“So… Remi, huh? That’s a pretty name.”
“It is.” Dimitrios deadpanned.
He’d been trying to keep Remi as his little secret, but he guessed that there was no real way to keep it from his best friend. They were far too involved in each other’s lives, what with working together and being friends outside of that. This was inevitable.
“Oh, come on. Don’t be a spoiled brat because I found out about your little boyfriend. It was bound to happen eventually. So tell me about him. How did you meet? What’s he like?”
Leon prodded him in the side and couldn’t help but smile a little as he looked at his friend and the alpha was smiling one of his rare toothy smiles. But as he thought of what to tell Leon, he didn’t know what to say about them meeting. He decided to go with a half truth.
“We met in a coffee shop. We hit it off and I asked him out. He’s got a busy schedule too, so we’re pretty compatible. He’s in culinary school, and he’s very sweet.”
“He’s still in school? How old is he?”
“He’s 21.”
“Wow… You’re dating a little baby omega. How cute. I bet he’s cute.”
Dimitrios' mind wandered to thoughts of his little vanilla baby. The omega was very cute, but he was also so sexy. Such a tender, pliant little thing. He wondered how Remi would look in something baby pink and lacy. He’d be so pretty in pink.
“He is pretty cute.”
“Am I going to get to meet him at any point?” Leon asked with a smirk at the dumbstruck look on his friend’s face.
“Maybe, but it’s still pretty new. I’ll talk to him about it after we get back.”
This seemed to be enough to quench Leon’s curiosity for now. They finished the ride in silence and split in the hallway to go into their separate rooms.
Dimitrios had his phone out of his pocket and was dialing Remi before he even had his shoes off. He’d been thinking about the omega all day, and now he was looking forward to hearing his lovely boy touching himself. He just knew that the sounds the omega would make while doing it would be enough to get him off. He was half hard already just from the thought.
Dimitrios turned out to be right, as he talked Remi through his orgasm, the omega made the softest quiet whimpers that turned to louder, shivering moans. He could tell when Remi was lost to the pleasure and forgot he was listening, and it was amazingly hot.
He came when Remi did, with his hand wrapped around his cock, Remi’s desperate sounds in his ear. He could almost feel the hot, wetness wrapped around him. The omega had been so tight when he’d fucked him, he’d never been with anyone that tight. But he’d taken Dimitrios' cock like he was made for it.
Dimitrios had had lovers who complained that they didn’t like being knotted, causing him to thrust shallowly. It was hard to hold back from the instinct to pound in as hard and deep as he could. Remi had taken him, and he’d cried for more, he let Dimitrios use him just as he wanted without complaint, because he liked it too.
He thought that Remi might actually be the perfect boy toy for him. Their sexual preferences were so in line with each other, and the omega was okay with his hectic schedule.
Sure, he was paying him, but that didn’t really change the facts. He’d never had anyone who truly let go of themselves the way Remi did. It had been a little shocking how easily the omega had ceded control of his body over to him, like he needed Dimitrios to be in charge for a while, and the alpha didn’t mind in the slightest.
Reigning over the omega in his pleasure was what had given him pleasure. And when Remi had told him his fantasy… being held down and fucked, Dimitrios had almost cum right on the spot. It was one of his own personal fantasies that he’d never been able to indulge. It appeared that was about to change.
He hated hanging up the phone but he really did have an early flight the next day. They were flying to Arizona to view another plant that he hoped would be more promising. The facility was supposed to be top of the line, but he’d seen some of the pictures in their brochure, and he was wondering if they weren’t already overbooking themselves with their other customers.
The warehouse photos he’d seen were all organized and neat, but he had a suspicion that this wouldn’t end well either. He’d noticed the logos on the boxes for at least twelve different companies, and though their facilities were vast, he knew how many workers they employed and how many machines they could run at any given time. Dimitrios decided to give them a chance and let the tour speak for itself.