"Fuck Nigel, baby. That was amazing."

Finally the Omega starts to soften in their joined grip, whimpering at the sensitivity. The black haired Alpha slows, then stops, gently extracting their hands from Nigel's softening member. The Omega's breaths are heavy, chest heaving, trembling as the aftershocks of his orgasm works through his body until he is finally still.

"You did so good baby."

At the sound of Primo's voice, the blond Omega seems to come back to himself a bit. He looks up at the Alpha with awe and wonder in his blue eyes. That's when he realizes what just the Alpha had said.

"Wait, what did you call me?"

The Alpha frowns before remembering the name that suddenly came to his head while they were doing the deed. He hums to himself and says the name again. The Omega widens his eyes and pushes the Alpha slightly.

"H-How did you know that name? D-D-Did someone told you?"

Just by looking at the Omega's reaction, the black haired Alpha can conclude that he hits the jackpot with this name. The Alpha grins and shakes his head, leaning towards the Omega to kiss him on the lips.

"No one, baby. It just came to me."

The Omega blushes as he shy away from the Alpha. He slaps the Alpha's hard chest as he draws his brows down and shifts back to him, when he felt something poking him by his thighs.

He looks down and realizes that the Alpha that the is still hard. He stares at it as he gulps when he sees at how large the tent is. He looks back to the Alpha and pin points what he sees down under.

"Alpha, you're still hard."

The Alpha only shakes his head and pats his head. He knows that the Omega is not yet ready to any kind of initiation even if Primo is already hurting down under.

"It's okay baby. It was enough for me just to see you through your pleasure. You don't have to worry about me."

Nigel looks up to him with pleading eyes, as if asking him whether can he pleasure his Alpha or not. The Alpha looks up to him and smiles before kissing his lips again.

"I want you to feel good too, Alpha. Let me touch you down there, too."

Another throb felt at Primo's lower village as the Omega leans over to him and brushes his lips onto his. On the contrary, the Alpha's self-control is shaking during these attempts and he doesn't know if he can still go on.

The Omega waits for his answer until he can't wait anymore. He straddles below the Alpha's thighs, facing him with a new found determination.

With tentative hands, Nigel slowly strokes down his abs until he comes to the waistband of his boxers. He looks up at him for permission, and the Alpha can't help but nod, then helps him pull his boxers down far enough to release his cock.

It springs up against his flat stomach, tip a dark, angry red color. The Omega widens his eyes once again as he gulps at how large it looks without the boxers.

[Goodness, me. How will this fit inside of me when we mate? I will die.]

The Alpha can see his hesitation, making him sits up and kisses the Omega on the forehead.

"It's okay, Nigel. I can jack it off in the bathroom later. You don't have to force yourself."

The Omega looks up to him and shakes his head. He wants to help his Alpha but he never expected something this big. If the Alpha entered him with this machine gun, it will directly hit his organs and die.

That maybe overly exaggerated but that's how big it is. It is not even just long. It is also chubby in a way that if Nigel measures the height and the width, he will faint.

He looks up to the Alpha before shying away again. A red tint spreads throughout his cheeks and closes his eyes. The Alpha chuckles at his antics and slowly takes his hand and wraps it around his arum.

"You can do it like this, if you want to."

Nigel opens his eyes and looks at the large thingy in front of him. He can't help but say how big it is, making the Alpha chuckles and kiss him on the lips.

"You always say the nicest things."

The Omega smiles to the Alpha as he strokes the thingy on his hand slowly.

"Yes… God yes, baby. Touch me more."

His cock is already wet and glistening from the gush of slick that Nigel has releases on him when he'd orgasms. The black haired Alpha runs a finger through the mess on his abdomen and pops it in his mouth.

"What are you doing? That's dirty."

The Alpha chuckles as he smiles and kisses him again.

"But you taste so good, love. You taste like… vanilla."

Nigel follows what the Alpha had done, dipping a finger in the slick on his abdomen and touching it to his tongue. The Alpha's cock jerks, making a little 'thwap' sound against his belly.

Nigel's eyes lit up and he nods, then looks down at the neglects cock standing at attention before him.

"Just stroke me like that."

He groans as the small hands works him, up and down. He is in heaven.

What finally throws him over the edge is the visual. The Omega's pretty hands, his baby clear nails covers in slick working over his hard length is too much. He finally tips over the edge, knot forming, cock jerking in Nigel's soft grip, hot cum pouring down over his lovely hands.

Nigel is enraptured by watching his Alpha get pleasure from him. The Alpha's brows are low, his chest heaving, silver eyes focuses on him as he watches Nigel touch him.

And when he comes, his face morphs from the almost-pain expression to a look of absolute bliss. He makes pretty sounds as the Omega feels him pulse and jerk, then the rush of warmth as his releases shot from his member and pours over his hands.

He does the same thing Primo had done for him, and continues his movements until the Alpha has stops convulsing.

The Alpha leans forward and pulls the Omega into a deep kiss, pouring all his feelings into the lip-lock. Then pulls back and rests his forehead against the Omega's.

"You're the best. I love you. You did so good."