TWEEK
I can see more people arrived since Craig and were in my room. I head into the kitchen seeing Butters grabbing a beer. Butters likes to wear a buzz cut. He said it makes his pierces stand out more. He has both ears pierced and one of those connecting ones on the upper part of his ear. I don't know what the hell they call it. I remember his parents being mad that he did it.
"Hey Tweek," he greets. He has on some bracelets with a white tank top. He isn't wearing a crop top but it looks like it because his destroyed jeans are so low on his hips.
"Hey," I rely. "How are things?"
"Great," he replies before smirking. "I hooked a new alpha." I raise an eyebrow.
"Aren't you scared to keep doing that?" I inquire. Butters presented as an omega at the age of 13, I don't envy him. He was freaking out like how I did years later when I found out I was an omega. The difference is after his first mating with an alpha he became addicted. He loves affecting alphas. Getting a new one each month for his heat has become a sport. I shiver because I still find it all disgusting. If not for Craig agreeing to mate me during heats, I don't know what I would be doing. I'm afraid one day an alpha is going to go off on him and not in the way he likes.
"No…" he replies before sipping his beer. "An alpha nature is to protect omegas. They won't hurt me." I'm not taking that chance. "I wish I could get my hands on Stan." I know there is no way that will happen. Kyle is protective of who Stan interacts with despite their differences.
"Good luck," I tell him.
"Um hm….." hums Butters making his way back into the living room. I can see Kyle eyeing Butters carefully. Oh lord. Kyle is a beta, so I don't know why he is acting like that. Not any of my business. I head back into the living room with Clyde walking over to me.
"You okay Tweek?" he asks.
"I'm fine," I reply holding back a hiss.
"Token didn't mean to upset you," he replies. "He just wants to make sure you are good. You know how daddy Token is." Clyde uses quotations when he says daddy.
"I do know," I reply. "No offense Clyde, I get enough shit from my parents. I don't need it from my friends too." Clyde nods.
"Ditto," he replies. "If it makes you feel any better Token sent me a large box of condoms." My mouth drops open.
"Are you kidding me?" I ask.
"Nope," he replies. "I'm not complaining. Saved me a lot of money. I won't need condoms for the rest of college." I shake my head drinking from my cup.
"That is crossing a lie," I state.
"He has our best interest at heart," says Clyde. "I'm not going to be mad at him for that. I'm planning to make it pro. The last thing I need is a baby." If I found out Token dabbled in my personal life without talking to me first, I would be pissed. "Well anyway how was the brownie?"
"Good," I reply. "Not feeling anything yet. I am feeling my drink though."
"Got to be careful with those edibles," warns Clyde. "They tend to hit you out of nowhere." I nod although I didn't know that. This is my first trying them. I always felt nervous about walking into places like that. If not for that I would have tried them a long time ago. I finish my drink deciding to pace myself not refilling my cup. Everyone seems to be having a great time and that makes me happy. I can feel the brownie kicking in. It feels like when I drink but slightly different. I am stumbling my way to the dance floor with Craig smiling at me. I smile back at him as he makes his way over. The way he leans down towards me I feel like he is going to kiss me.
"You're so high," he whispers into my ear. It tickles just a little. I turn away from him for a moment trying not to read into this.
"Yup," I giggle. I turn towards him dropping my head on his shoulder. Craig pulls me against his body. I hold in a purr. The way he is holding me feels so intimate. I just want to nibble on him.
"I can scent how happy you are," he states. That is a good thing, right? For a moment I thought he was going to scent me becoming aroused. Before I can settle my thoughts, he buries his head in my neck. This is so nice. I like it when he has me this close to him. The only time that ever happens is when we are mating. I decide to take advantage of this moment. Who knows when Craig will be this open with me again? I begin moving my hips. I'm not sure it was an intimate gesture or not. It just feels right. "Um, what you doing Tweekers?"
"Dancing…" I say slowly. "Dance with me?" Craig doesn't say anything. He starts swaying with me. I smile feeling better than ever. He leans down allowing me to feel his breath on my lips. I sigh causing him to rub my nose with his own.
"Craig…" I whisper unable to help myself.
"Yeah," he replies. His eyes slowly close and I wonder what he is thinking. I don't want to screw this up. I wrap my arms around his neck before my left hand slides into his hair. He growls lowly making me bite my lip. It will help keep me from purring. His breathing is changing as well as his scent. He wraps his arms around my waist. I press my pelvic against his. "You're going to make me hard…"
"Too late for me," I whisper feeling slightly embarrassed. What if someone sees me. What if Craig gets mad at me later? He hums.
"Maybe I shouldn't be this close to you," he replies. No! I love having him this close.
"I could just be backed up too," I whisper. I haven't gotten off in a few days. I have been too busy getting ready for classes. He pulls away a little. "Don't!"
"I won't let anyone see you," he says lowly before growling. "Let's dance and get your mind off…..other things." No need in saying other things. My mind is clearly on mating. Craig and I dance for a while. I lost track of time, but I know it was a while. His idea at least worked. I was no longer aroused. The only reason I did stop is because I have to pee. I excuse myself making my way to the bathroom in my room. I refused to share my bathroom. I feel much better after I emptied my bladder. I look in the mirror checking my curls. I can see what Craig meant about me being high. My eyes are bloodshot red and droopy. I feel more drunk than high. I head out back to the party. I run into Leslie. "Oh, excuse me."
"Your excused," she sneers. I glance at her but keep walking. I decide to refill my cup spotting Kenny.
"You enjoying the product?" he asks.
"It's okay," I reply with a shrug. Kenny laughs before tossing his long blonde hair out of his eyes.
"I would say more than okay," he states. "You and Craig had the room smelling of…..I don't know the nice way to say it. It smells like you want to fuck." I immediately feel embarrassed.
"Oh my god!" I exclaim bringing my hands to my burning cheeks.
"It's whatever," says Kenny waving it off. "It's not like you sent anyone into rut or something."
"If you can scent that Kenny it means it was strong," I reply. Kenny being a beta he shouldn't be able to scent it.
"I am more sensitive than most," he explains. "I don't mind it though." I drink heavily from my cup still not liking this. "Nothing to be embarrassed about. It was you and Craig together." He doesn't get it. Something tells me if Kenny was an alpha, he would feel no shame about people scenting high personal emotions. For me this is a big deal.
"Yeah, sure," I mutter. "Excuse me." I leave Kenny wanting to escape my god awful humiliation. There is no way Craig wanted to have to sex with me. I mean did he? He did say I was making him hard. I shake the thoughts from my mind heading to talk to Token when Craig stops me by grabbing my arm lightly.
"Hey, did you want to dance more?" he asks.
"No," I reply refusing to meet his glance. That's not true. I want to do more than dance with him. I can't have our scent of wanting to mate taking over the party. "I'm going to hang with Token a bit." I walk away from his grasp not waiting for him to say anything further. I got the feeling he was going to try and argue with me. Token is sitting on the sofa with David.
"Yeah, so I'm trying to convince my dad to let us do Door Dash and Urber Eats," David explains. "I believe this will increase our profits by 40% if not more. Sure we have to spent a little extra money to participate but imagine all the new business we would gain."
"I agree," replies Token. "We use that shit so much at school it isn't even funny. I did find some places I would never try too. Now they have become some of my favorites to order." Token looks at me. "Enjoying yourself?" I begin blushing thinking about what Kenny said.
"Yeah," I say lowly. David chuckles.
"You and Craig seem rather close," he states.
"We were just dancing," I reply. "No big deal." David starts laughing.
"You call that dancing," he replies. "I was seriously waiting for Craig to rip your clothes off." Token slaps David shoulder who is still laughing. I bury my face in my hands.
"There is worst out there I'm sure," I reply. I recall Butters getting in trouble many times for his naughty dancing at school.
"True, true," says David. I'm glad Token doesn't chime in. "So Token was thinking about having a little get together the next time he is in town."
"That would be cool," I reply. I always liked hanging out in Token's room. His room was always so chill. Lot's of books, nice TV, a sitting area. His old room was nice but when he convinced his parents to let him use the poolhouse it got even better. Yet he hates being perceived as rich, but he always comes off as a rich kid.
"Clyde misses us," chuckles David. I smile.
"I'm sure he does," I state. Clyde is very attached to us but he doing what is best for his future. "For what it is worth I do think we need more time to catch up."
"I always feel like my visits here are so short," replies Token. "I will try to come back over Thanksgiving."
"That long!" I exclaim.
"I know, sorry," he apologizes. "It just makes sense because I can be in town for a week."
"Good point," I reply. David, Token and I chat more about our future plans before Clyde joins us. He is super excited as he is going to meet up with omega following the party. People finally start to leave or rather David had to start pushing people out the door. He made it clear no one was sleeping the night here. If they got drunk, they had to call an Urber or walk. I swear they weren't trying to leave. This isn't a slumber party. It's fucking 3 in the morning with the day's exhaustion kicking in. I walk pass the hall bathroom when I hear arguing from inside. Well at least no one is fucking in there. Wait, that's Craig.
"You humiliated me!" snaps Leslie. I recall that snarky tone from early. I do remember Craig mentioning her before but I know he isn't dating her.
"I didn't do shit," says Craig sounding close to the door. "Everyone is leaving so I'm about to head out."
"Good, this conversation is far from done," she replies.
"Excuse me," growls Craig in a tone that frightens me. Leslie gasps. I hear my growling causing me to open the door. I know that growl. I think Craig is close to hurting her. I see she is on her knees submitting. Craig scent waivers surprising me. He didn't even turn around when I entered the bathroom. His muscles relax slightly. He knows I'm here…. "Tweek…."
"Leslie is really sorry," I reply thinking quickly. "It's okay to let her up." He is pissed. His anger is stinging my skin. Craig growls balling up his fist. "Craig….it's okay. She knows you are a strong alpha and would never disrespect you. Look at her submitting to you." Leslie looks thankful I came to her defense. Craig backs down completely, but he is still upset.
"Fine," he replies. "You can leave." Leslie slowly stands up. She looks like she is about to say something else, but I stop her shaking my head no. I don't know what she wants to say to Craig but now is not the time. Leslie leaves the bathroom but I'm still standing there looking at Craig. His back is to me currently. He hasn't moved at all.
"You did good Craig," I say to encourage him.
"I don't feel like I did good," he huffs. "I don't know why I let her get to me. She makes me feel like shit. Like I'm stupid!"
"You're not stupid," I say softly. I slowly step towards Craig. "C-can I touch you?"
"Huh?" he questions caught off guard by my question.
"Can I touch you?" I ask submitting turning my head to side. He wasn't showing me aggression, but I need for his inner alpha to know I mean no harm.
"Yes…." he mutters. I'm scared but slowly stand in front of Craig. I grab his hand holding it up enough for our wrist to touch. My free hand moves rubbing our wrist scent glands together. I have heard of omegas doing this, but I never had to before. I mean I don't have to do this, but Craig is clearly upset. He gasps before groaning lowly. My own eyes flutter slightly. I clear my throat.
"It's okay…" I say soothingly. Craig meets my eyes for the first time since I touched him. His cheeks are gaining color. Oh my god he looks so damn good. I see his eye twitch a little. He twitched! Craig has never twitched.
"Um….." hums Craig licking lips stepping into my space. My heart is pounding hard. He leans down towards me making our neck scent glands touch. My eyes close immediately. I moan allowing the extasy to flow throughout my body. I purr lowly as Craig rubs his neck against mine in intense need. I feel like I'm lightly falling as we continue to scent each other. I am fighting not to lose myself. Not to allow him to scent any of my real emotions. It's getting harder by the second.
"Craig…" I mutter. He is rubbing gently. Nothing rough about this. He buries his lips into my neck biting lightly. Fuck. "Aahhaa…" My lust spills out from my pores before I can recover. How could it not? He is making me feel good, making my omega feel wanted.
"Tweek…" he groans grabbing my waist. I'm not wearing my collar, but I know he can't bond me. We have to be having sex for that to happen. No sex going on here. Clearly everything is under control. "Mate me….."