TWEEK
THE FOLLOWING DAY
At this moment I am very happy Craig agreed to be my mating partner. He is dare I say close to perfect. This time feels different than the last time. I'm glad I got a new collar because the other one he destroyed. I spent a pretty penny on this one for it to hold up. Craig is watching TV as we just had lunch. We got a little more time before mating. His phone rings and I can scent his tension. I don't know who it is, but he clearly doesn't want to talk to them. I guess he gives up because he answers the call.
"Yeah," he drones. "I text you saying I can't make it." I lean over grabbing my water. I almost feel bad. I don't think I should be here for this conversation. "I don't owe you an explanation. I can't meet up. Um yeah sure. Later." Craig ends the call tossing his phone back on the nightstand. I'm surprised he didn't break it with how hard it landed. I can scent his agitation. I know I'm in heat but maybe I can do something to relax him. I sit my water back down before getting up on my knees. I crawl over to Craig peeling back the covers. "What you doing?"
"I'm going to suck your dick," I state boldly. I haven't gone down on Craig. He doesn't know he is my first. Since I found out he is going to be my mating partner I looked up different sex positions, techniques. Hard to practice when you don't have anything to practice on. I just want to ensure if Craig is going to be doing this for me, he at least enjoys it. I can scent he is aroused by my offer but surprised. "Spread your legs."
"What," hisses Craig. He is an alpha so he doesn't like this, but it is going to make his oral pleasure sky rocket.
"Trust me," I reply. Craig nervously moves his legs but not enough like I want. I will let it go for now. I get on my knees between his legs.
"You don't have to blow me Tweekers," he states. I ignore him his scent of excitement is increasing. I wrap my hand around his dick studying. It's big. I can't lie. I think it is an alpha thing. No way and I am going to be able to ever deep throat him. Unless I want to commit suicide. I lick his crown slowly. Craig doesn't moan be he certainly releases a deep breath.
This isn't so bad. He tastes like the condom which is not the greatest. What I enjoy he most so far is the increase in his scent. It is rising. Almost like when he was rut. I start sucking on his crown as my hand strokes his dick. Craig finally moans turning me on. I begin to move my head up and down like I see the guys do in porn. I watched both men and women give oral to men and men are better at it. Well, most of the ones I have seen.
I recall wet and tight. I jerk off when alone, but I don't use lotions or oils, just me and my trusty hand. I tried once and it felt weird to me. Just from Craig always saying how wet I am, his scent, I know he likes it. I stop at his crown opening my mouth as my hand continues to stroke him. I sigh as I watch my saliva dripping down his crown coating my shaft. Craig whimpers but I don't want to see his face just yet. I may lose my nerves to continue. I hum moving back to sucking his crown. It even feels different now that is coated. I hum welcoming the slippery wet crown. It feels warmer to the touch.
"Tweek…" moans Craig sliding his hand into my hair. The way he just moaned my name is everything. I continue bobbing my head. I feel more comfortable taking more into my mouth. I begin to meet my hand stroking him mid shaft. Craig breathing is picking up. I continue sucking him until he pulls away. "T-that's enough…." I open my eyes looking up. He growls. I sit up with my heat spreading throughout my body. It is time for me to mate. My body knows the difference of when an alpha is not filling me up. I sigh feeling my slick beginning to run. That is not just because of the heat.
"Condom…" I murmur. Craig grabs the condom opening it quickly. Soon as the condom is secure, I purr lightly straddling him.
"You don't…." His words are cut short as he hisses as I slide down on his dick. My mind is now hazed over as I watch the desire on his face. I have no idea what I'm really doing. I'm allowing my omega to guide me. Since mating Craig, the first time my omega feels more confident this time around. This will be my first time taking the lead. I roll my hips feeling my walls clenching his dick. "Shit…." I place my hand on his chest rolling my hips slowly. A low growl ripples through his chest making me wetter. I purr liking the way he feels, the face I'm seeing.
"Craig….." I moan in pleasure as I begin to roll my hips at a faster pace. Craig grunts with his left hand grabbing my waist. I stare into his eyes as I continue to ride his dick. My mouth drops as I feel my climax building. Craig senses this growling like crazy. His scent of aggression is increasing. He isn't going into rut, is he? Craig begins to whine. "Aaahhh…." I love hearing his voice. My dick spasms and I know this might be an explosive ride for me. I toss my head back crying out.
"God damn you…" hisses Craig leaning forward kissing my collarbone. I purr feeling his teeth lightly bite at my collarbone. Fuck, I want him to fucking bite me. Craig begins to softly kiss along my shoulder before stopping where he bit me at the last time. He licks over the light mark I have. I'm lucky enough it didn't scar and it's in a spot no one can see unless I'm wearing a tank or naked. Some people wear their bite scars proudly. I'm still embarrassed I even have to mate once a month for the rest of my life. Craig left hand grabs my ass guiding my hips in a different direction.
"Hah…" I gasp. Craig snarls into my shoulder.
"Like that….." he groans.
"Yessss…." I whimper. I drop my head back down. "Fuck me Craig….." I almost choke on the inside. I would never say something like this! Craig swells inside of me groaning. His right hand leaves my hip grabbing my ass. Both of his hands grip me beginning to grind me on his dick. My breath hitches. I grip his shoulder as I purr. My omega is giving in to what he has to offer. My hips begin to thrust meeting his hips.
"Fuck!" shouts Craig. I purr in satisfaction of this reaction. My omega wants him to love me, to love us. I know that will never happen. This is just to relieve my omega. This is for the moment. It's….It's not true. Craig connects with my spot causing me to scream in pleasure. I'm going to climax once more. I try to control my breathing but begin to whine I'm on the edge of my peak. "Ahhh…Tweek…."
"I'm going to cum…..haa…ha….I'm going to cum," I cry. I purr as I begin to feel every inch of that dick.
"I'm cumming!" shouts Craigs surprising me. I toss my head back allowing my climax to take me.
"Craigggggg," I wail as he continues to bring me down on his dick. My hips don't stop rocking as I ride my climax. "Aaaggghhh…." Craig bites down on my collar snarling as his dick spasms inside of me. I know he is riding his orgasm with me. I groan my ass squeezing, milking him dry. I pant feeling Craig bite down harder on my collar.
"Mineeeee….." he groans into the collar with his fingers curling into my skin. It doesn't hurt me but pleases me instead. I purr with my omega thinking of what those words mean. We belong to him. I know it is just his climax high talking. My heat making him go crazy. Craig belongs to no one. Not even me. I drop my head trying to recover. I feel so emotional right now. Craig growls sliding his right hand up massaging my damp lower back. I take a deep breath trying not to cry. I don't need Craig scenting this. I must stay strong. He doesn't love me, he doesn't care to love me. I must stay strong.
THREE MONTHS LATER
"Are you okay Tweek?" asks David. I shiver a little.
"I'm fine, thanks," I reply. I sip from my cup looking around at the apartment I'm sharing with David. He has become assistant manager at his parent's restaurant. I feel bad for him because he works such long hours. He is going to school for business management but can only take one class at a time. He is the perfect roommate as I have known him for a while.
"Nice place," says Red walking towards me with Craig in tow. I almost spit out of my drink. I'm surprised to see Craig here. Outside of my heats we don't really talk. I made sure to keep conversations to a minimum. He kind of does the same. Every once in a while, we will joke or laugh but otherwise we try to keep this mating strictly business. I even go to the mating house for us to mate. I don't want to be in his personal space, and I don't want my parents to hear us mating. Totally embarrassing. At the mating house, I like that we can order food, have the linens changed whenever we want. I don't have to rely on him to help me following my heat.
"Um thanks," I reply. He is so fucking cute tonight with his band tee shirt and dark denim relaxed jeans. I love the fact his jeans are never tight, and he wears a belt! Most guys are into the skinny tight jeans which I dislike. Showing your boxers is even more disgusting to me. Thank god Craig doesn't do either of those. He isn't wearing his hat allowing me to see his fluffy hair. I already know he showered by the look of his hair alone. His scent is also strong at the moment.
"I didn't know you were planning to move out," states Craig. Of course not. We don't talk about anything that personal. We fuck. Craig lights up a joint which I snatch from him. I stare at him daring him to take it from me.
"You could at least ask before lighting it up," I state before taking a puff. Craig's eyes widen as Red begins laughing. One thing I can say I have enjoyed since moving out is being free. This is nice. David easily gets alcohol and weed. I hadn't tried smoking yet, why not now.
"You smoke Tweek?" Red asks. I don't. I'm just panicky as fuck. It is taking everything in me to not twitch at the moment. It can be hard to get it to stop once I start.
"I dabble," I mumble. "Liquor is in the kitchen. Help yourself."
"Right on," says Craig. "Get a few more hits, I'll be back for my shit." He walks off as Token and Clyde make their way over to me.
"You got Hennessey?" asks Red. I nod my head yes. "Sweet." Red heads off to the kitchen. "Hey Token, Clyde." They wave to Red as she continues to the kitchen.
"Were you talking to Craig?" asks Clyde in amazement. I nod my head. "That is surprising." Clyde is tall as hell. He was wanted for basketball, football and wrestling. He settled for baseball instead. He said the money is better in baseball when you go pro.
"It's a party, small town," I reply before puffing some more.
"You're smoking?" asks Token. He is at least casually dressed in some jeans and an expensive ass shirt. Like seriously I think Clyde said the shirt was 120 dollars. It's only a white shirt.
"I can smoke if I want," I reply trying to sound confident.
"Right," says Clyde. "So glad I came back in town for this! I can't believe you moved out from your parents house." I had to. They wouldn't give me any privacy. Since I now mate for my heats they want to keep having the mating talk. I twitch just thinking about that shit. What else is there to say at this point.
"I'm very happy," I reply. "David put most of furniture together."
"He is so manly," states Token. "I swear he can do anything." I chuckle watching David open the door with Kyle, Cartman, Stan and Kenny walking in. Yes they are all still friends. Stan and Kyle aren't as close as they use to be. Not sure what happened there. Maybe the same thing that happened between Craig and I, shit I don't know. Kenny grins smelling the weed. He makes a beeline for us.
"I see the fun is happening right here," he says reaching for my weed. Craig comes out of nowhere smacking Kenny's hand.
"Get your hands off my shit," states Craig. Kenny begins to laugh not offended at all.
"Dude, you not sharing?" he asks. "I have edibles in my bag." Kenny is known to travel with a backpack. He said it is easy since he refuses to have a man bag like Kyle.
"Of course, you do," says Token.
"Don't judge us preppy," sneers Craig. Craig nods his head at Kenny. "What you got?" He opens his bag.
"I got gummies, cookies, brownies," he states. "I had to buy this over the past 4 months. It's easier to get than the actual weed. I was feeling lazy, so this is it." Although weed is legal here you can't buy over a certain amount. The edible sounds more pleasant.
"Can I get a brownie?" I ask.
"Tweek, are you sure?" asks Token.
"Yes!" I reply snatching my brownie edible from Kenny. I'm sure due to Token being a beta he can't scent how upset he just made me. He should be able to see it. Sorry but Token is reminding me of why I moved out on my own. I take my brownie excusing myself. I walk into my room closing the door for it to be stopped. I see Craig standing there preventing me from closing the door.
"Hey….." he says slowly. "You okay?"
"I'm great," I reply. Craig steps into my room closing the door. He leans back against my door cocking his head to the side.
"Are you seriously going to lie to me?" he inquires. I stare at him knowing it is pointless.
"I'm sure you can scent how I feel," I reply. I twitch slightly. "I'm so annoyed that my parents and even my friends still treat me like I'm a damn child." I unwrap my brownie taking a bite. Hm, this is pretty good. Craig chuckles.
"Why do you think I pulled back from hanging out with you guys?" he states looking around my room. "Your room is really nice." I glance around my personal space. I have medium brown furniture. My bed is queen size is on the left wall with two nightstands. No way was I going to have one nightstand. I have a dresser and to the left of that is my desk and a bookshelf in the corner. My TV is sitting on my dresser. They are all across from my bed. "Your TV is huge."
"Yeah," I reply glancing at my 60 inch screen. "I don't like straining my eyes." I take a deep breathe twitching. I'm caught off guard as Craig leans in scenting the side of my neck. My eyes widen as this feels different than when he scented my wrist. He has never scented my neck. I hold in a purr as I close my eyes. Craig doesn't pull away but continues to rub my gland softly. His scent is rising making me feel comfortable. "Haa…" Craig growls lowly but it is more protective than anything else.
"Feel better?" he asks softly in my ear.
"Yes," I reply rubbing my cheek into his hair. Craig wraps his arms around my waist. I moan lowly wrapping my arms around his neck continuing to scent him as he is scenting me. Craig growls once more. I open my yes realizing I'm becoming aroused. I pull away from him taking another bite of my brownie praying he doesn't scent it. "Thanks, I feel much better." I walk over to my nightstand grabbing my water cup I like to keep there. I drink some to help wash down the brownie. Craig is taking a puff off his weed. I sit down on my bed sighing. "You can sit down if you want."
"Naw," he states. "Seems too invasive." I chuckle.
"Says the guy who fucks me," I reply. Craig blushes but laughs.
"Fine," he replies sitting down beside me. I finish my brownie while Craig works on his weed. "You want any more?"
"Nope," I reply. "I'm probably going to sip on some patron." Craig smiles.
"You are really coming into yourself," he says with a small smile. I like the look on his face. It makes me feel good that he doesn't know me as well as he thinks he does despite the one week we spend together a month. I stand up.
"Ready?" I ask. Craig nods his head following me out of my room. We head back into living room.