"A-Asher, hurry..." Caspian urged, bringing his tied hands down to sink them into Asher’s hair.
The Alpha was selectively deaf to his words, his long fingers pressed against his prostate as he lapped up his slick.
Caspian had to pull hard on Asher’s hair to get his message across, a sound of relief ghosting over his kiss-bruised lips when his mate finally stopped with the slow torture.
His crystal blue eyes were fixed on his husband’s dick, he wanted it in his mouth, cutting off his air supply and making his eyes sting with tears, but even more than that, he wanted Asher inside him.
"H-Hurry," He whined, his tied hands grasping thin air with Asher gone from between his legs.
Caspian was far too relieved by the feel of Asher’s tip pushing into him to pick up on the fact that the Alpha hadn’t even bothered to take the panties off, he just pushed the panties to the side.
He shuddered when Asher bottomed out, the Alpha pressing a gentle kiss to the back of his knees right before he pulled out all the way and slammed in.
The sound he made was loud enough to be heard outside their wing of the mansion but Caspian wasn’t in the state of mind to even notice how loud he had been.
He tried to free his cock from the confines of the white panties, it had been rubbed raw from the friction, Asher fucking him so hard didn’t help.
Asher caught the motion, he held Caspian’s wrists to stop him, speeding up.
"Ah-Asher... hic..." Caspian babbled, his tears making his face shimmer.
His husband just aimed for his prostate, making Caspian cum with a silent scream.
Asher fucking him through his orgasm was routine at that point but he just wanted to take the bloody lingerie off... it felt too much...
But not only did Asher not take the lacy underwear off, the Alpha also didn’t tire out.
Caspian’s hands were free now but it didn’t exactly matter because he couldn’t muster the strength to take off the panties like he wanted to.
His limbs felt like they were liquid, Asher’s cum mixed with his slick spilling out of his fucked open hole.
The sun had already gone down, and Caspian was very close to begging for his Alpha’s knot so he could get a break.
He had lost count of how many times he’d cum but it was hard to forget how many times he’d blacked out...
Twice... Two fucking times, and each time he had woken up to Asher gently kissing him right before picking up from where he left off from.
Right now he had his back to his husband, sitting on the Alpha’s dick while Asher kissed his really tender mating mark.
It took a while but Caspian finally realized that Asher encouraging him to wear lingerie more often had been a threat.
He sobbed when he felt his Alpha’s knot push into him, clinging to Asher. It felt like he was drowning, he felt like too much...
"N-No more, please." He gasped out when Asher flexed his hips slow, he felt the Alpha’s knot with his entire body, his fingertips digging into the Alpha’s back.
He would be upset at Asher’s low chuckle if he could muster up the strength, his head drooping as he lay on Asher.
The lingerie set was drenched in cum and slick, there was no saving it because his obstinate husband refused to let him take it off.
"I love you, baby." Asher murmured into his hair, the warmth from the Alpha’s body dragging him deeper into sleep.
Caspian nuzzled his mate’s chest, his eyes closed, lashes wet with tears and glitter. "Love you too..."
"Don’t touch me," Caspian jabbed a finger at Asher. He hadn’t woken up till the next morning, his legs made of jelly.
"But baby, you can’t walk." Asher kept his distance, a worried look on his face.
Caspian shot him a dark look, "And whose fault is that?"
Asher looked everything but repentant, his hair in a bun. "You can stay upset with me but you need to eat."
Caspian had woken up cleaned up and wearing one of Asher’s shirts, the smell of food rousing him. He had immediately tried to get out of bed and nearly face-planted on the carpet.
He fumed as Asher carried him over to the sitting area, the Alpha had kept going for hours yesterday. Usually, whenever he blacked out was the cue for them to call it a day, but even begging the Alpha hadn’t gotten through to him.
"I’m never wearing another piece of lingerie," Caspian muttered darkly.
He was ravenous from their trysts last night and Asher was content to watch him eat and sulk.
"Not even if your husband asks you to?" Asher asked, moving some plates closer to Caspian.
The beautiful Omega faltered at that, his eyes glassy with frustrated tears. "But you didn’t let me take it off..."
"It looked too good on you," Asher’s stare caught fire as he mentally went over the night they had together.
Taking the lingerie off Caspian was the hardest part, but he had to get his husband clean.
Caspian shook himself free of the spell that Asher was weaving, even in Asher’s loose silk shirt, his nipples and cock still hurt. They had been rubbed raw by the lace, and they still tingled from the faintest of friction.
"You don’t have to go in to work today, do you?" He changed the subject, they would just have to agree to disagree.
Asher slowly appraised him before responding, making Caspian’s heart rate pick up. "I don’t. Want to shower together?"
It was a terrible idea, Caspian doubted he could even get it up, but they had just gotten married and his heart was so full it hurt...
And that was why he ended up in the pool with his arms and legs wrapped around his husband, Asher’s dick deep enough to make his legs shake.
The warm water around them gently ebbed and flowed, Caspian’s moans muffled by Asher’s kiss.
They were really married now, they had each other for the rest of their lives.