《Submissive Alpha》🦇Extra 6🦇
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I sat on a stool in the kitchen downstairs with some paperwork I was looking over. It was currently midnight as I waited for Idris to return from changing his clothes. We had decided together that we wanted to try baking together and managed to convince to cooks to let us use their kitchen. I honestly loved it, not that either myself or Idris were any good at it and no doubt we'd get lectured by the cooks tomorrow for the mess we made but with time we'll improve.
What Idris didn't like however was me spilling flour on him accidently and therefore forcing him to go upstairs to change. I thought it was quite funny seeing his body covered in flour but he didn't feel the same.
We had been so board lately with having so much work on our hands. Having graduated from the academy many years ago and taking over as leaders of our coven roughly 48 years ago we were constantly swamped with work to do, as well as raising our daughter.
Elizabeth was due to return later on today after her many years away at a prestigious vampire academy down south, her dream was to become a strong and powerful warrior just like she's always dreamed of. Even when she was in our covens academy she was always ahead in all of her classes, especially Ren's (Mr Masters) history class. As proud as we are of her we are even more proud happy that she has found her mate. He is the future leader of a vampire coven up north and the two of them met in the academy. He unfortunately couldn't make it to meet us but we'd meet him some day.
I started stacking my sheets away in a pile beside me as I heard his footsteps descending back down to the kitchen again, one thing about being vampires was that we couldn't hide from each other. "Took you long enough, the cake is almost fully risen." I teased as he popped his head inside the doorway. He scowled at me but I just chuckled, he was always cute when he pouted.
"I wouldn't have had to change if you weren't so fucking clumsy, goddess knows how long it'll take for the flour to get our of my trousers." he groaned as he plopped himself onto my lap as I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him close. I loved when he was being dramatic, flour would come out easily with water but I wouldn't tell him that.
His frown seemed to disappear some as he snuggled into me, taking off his glasses and resting them on the table in front of him and burrying his face into my neck. I let him suckle gently on my neck as I ran my fingers through his long blonde hair, inhaling each others scents. The warmth he gave my body sent sparks throughout me. He hummed into my neck as he found a new area of my neck to suckle, his tongue causing my skin to tingle.
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"Your tongue feels like heaven baby, keep going." I moaned. Idris chuckled as he pulled away with a pop. "You love my tongue on your neck, where else would you like my tongue.....tell me." he asked as he suckled just below my Adams apple, causing my head to tilt back.
"My chest." I said breathlessly as he sucked harder, my body beginning to heat up.
He said through our link as his hands travelled down to the top of my blouse and bagan to open it, baring my chest. Without a word he licks his way down my neck along my pecks and litters light kisses on my skin.
I tried to catch my breath to answer him but his attack on my body preventing me from forming words.
M-my nipples. Please. I knew I sounded desperate but I couldn't help it, Idris made me feel sensations like no one else.
He teased as his lips latched onto my left nipple and sucked hard. My vision went fuzzy as a loud moan escaped my lips, pleasure coursing through me at an uncontrollable rate. I felt his hand travel up my chest until it had grasped my right nipple, tugging and swirling it causing even louder moans to escape me.
I felt my now rock hard cock leak into my trousers, I nodded my head vigorously but Idris didn't seem to be taking that as an answer. He reached down into my trousers and grasped the tip of my cock a rubbed rough circles onto my head making me squirm.
I groaned as I continued to squirm, I loved when Idris was like this, it really turned me on. But saying what I wanted out loud was hard, I knew what I wanted but I was too embarrassed to say it.
He continued to stroke my cock heavenly slow and I couldn't take it anymore. I want you to make me come, plz make me come Idris, I want you so bad I can't take it. I whimpered into our link as I felt my cheeks heat up, Idris could turn me into a mess so easily and even after all these years he was still the sexiest man I'd ever known.
He slid off my lap and onto the floor as he grabbed the waistline of my trousers and pulled them down completely along with my undergarments, leaving me bare to him. He grabbed my legs and lifted them until my knees were touching my chest, my face burned with embarrassment but I was too turned on to protest. He lifted himself up and took my cock into his mouth going balls deep until my tip hit the back of his throat, goddess at this rate I was gonna expload.
Idris bobbed his head going faster then slower, then picking up the pace again and then going slow. I squirmed and moaned loudly, drool sliding down the sides of my lips, my mind a fog.
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Fuck.
I begged, I wanted it so bad and knowing that it would be Idris who makes me come made it almost impossible to hold back any longer.
He teased as he inched down and took my balls into his mouth as his hand continued to stroke me with his hand. I felt myself blush as his tongue came dangerously close to my hole as he licked across my taint.
He chuckled and lifted back into my cock taking me into his mouth again.
Within seconds I was coming hard into his warm mouth, my body shaking as I moaned loudly. His mouth remained on my cock until he drained me of ever last drop I could give him, he liked me clean and looked up at me from where he was still on the floor. I was still holding my legs to my chest as he got up and kissed me hard, those familiar sparks dancing between us as I tasted myself on his tongue.
"Mmm what a delicious treat, you fed me well huh baby." Idris said huskly in my ear, my breathing still laboured. "Did you enjoy yourself?" he smirked down at me as he stood up. I nodded as he grabbed my legs to lower them down and began to redress me. I was too tired to do anything so just sat there letting him pamper me.
I felt a kiss to my forehead as my eyes began to droop, my energy completely drained. Idris picked me up and held me in his arms as he began to walk us back upstairs. I smiled up at him and kissed his neck. "Thank you baby."
"Anything for you Vladimir, I'd do anything for you."
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"Stop poking at it." Vladimir grumbled.
"I can't help it, there's so many of them." Elizabeth chuckled as she continued to poke at the display of hickeys that lay along my mates neck and chest.
Since Elizabeth arrived a few hours ago she's non stop poked fun at Vladimir for his, as she quoted 'sex dazed look'. She's always liked to point it out whenever it was obvious Vladimir and I did the dirty as it was always visibly present on our bodies.
"Yeah alright we get it, I'm sure you wouldn't like it if people pointed out that you and Liam had sex all the time." Vladimir grumble which caused Elizabeth to pause before a blush coated her cheeks.
"N-no." she stuttered, clearly no longer interested in making fun of him.
"Yeah thought so."
"I swear the two of you are like children when your together, drink your tea the both of you before it gets cold." I chuckled as they both blushed as they drank their tea.
"Are we still going to the art exhibit tonight?" Elizabeth pondered. Whilst she was back for the time being we thought some quality family time was needed and so tonight we were going to the art exhibition being hosted by our old academy. Carden and Ren will be there as they often volunteered at events like these, especially since Ren still teaches history there.
"We sure are, whilst there you can tell Ren all about your time at the warriors academy. I'm sure he'd love to here from his favourite student after so long." I smiled as her eyes lit up.
"Oh my goddess yes, I can't wait to tell him. I know Mr Masters used to attend there, he'd probably love to hear how much its changed." she beamed and finished off her tea.
I glanced over at Vladimir and gave him a knowing look which he returned. "Maybe hold off on speaking too much about the past of the academy sweetheart, you know that's still a sensitive topic for him." Vladimir reasoned as Elizabeth nodded with an apologetic look.
"Yeah your right, I'll be light about it don't worry." she smiled and stood up to push in her chair. "Right well I'm off to get ready, this hair isn't going to curl itself. I'll be back down when it's time to go. Love you both." she gave us both a kiss on the cheek and vanished up the stairs.
We chuckled as I glanced at my still ever so slightly exhausted mate. "Are you sure you still want to go, you look like you can barely keep your eyes open." I chuckled as I sat down next to him and pulled him into my lap.
Though Vladimir just smiled and pecked my cheek as he snuggled into my hold. "I'll be fine, I've been looking forward to spending time with Elizabeth for the past year and I don't want to miss a moment of it."
"Understood. We don't have to leave for another two and a half hours anyway, so why don't you rest for now while we wait, I've got you." he smiled and lay his head on my shoulder.
"I love you Idris."
"I love you too Vladimir."
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