Angelo’s thoughts were cloudy and his movements were sluggish but the sensations were dagger-sharp. He was stuffed full, Nikolai reaching places he didn’t even know existed inside him.
All of the pain was gone, leaving behind pleasure so sublime it was just as overwhelming as the pain had been. He almost wanted to fall right asleep right then, the only source of discomfort Nikolai’s clothes.
His skin was extra-sensitive so although it was no doubt made of expensive materials, it chafed at his skin. He had decided to himself to let Nikolai do whatever he wanted while he would just hang on for the ride, keeping his complaints in until he had no other choice.
So he said nothing about the discomfort, it didn’t especially stand out too much, not when he was preoccupied with other sensations. He was still far comfortable than before Nikolai joined him on the bed, his head falling forward slightly in a doze.
Nikolai felt nothing of the peaceful comfort that Angelo did, his need warring with the rational side of himself. He pulled out and flipped Angelo on his back, waking the assassin right up.
Angelo was more than a little confused, missing the strength of Nikolai’s arms around him. He preferred when the Alpha held him close despite the discomfort of his clothes, missing his cool, soothing scent.
Nikolai didn’t close the distance, calmly taking his dress shirt off.
That made Angelo perk up a little— he really didn’t like the clothes Nikolai still had on.
Nikolai studied him intently, his eyes two calm, depthless pools of water. "Are you sleepy?"
Angelo nodded quickly, if Nikolai could just... put his dick back in and hold him so he could go to sleep, he would be beyond happy. Angelo never thought that he would think that about anybody but his heat made it rather hard to think rationally.
Nikolai’s expression turned wry, his ego bruised. He was such a shit lover that Angelo was sleepy, he needed to change that.
Taking off his clothes got easier then, Angelo seemed to stare right though him anyway, the only time the heat-dazed Omega tried to focus was when he looked him in the eyes.
Angelo was completely unaware of Nikolai’s train of thought, a faint sparkle in his eyes when the Mafia King completely undressed and came back to him. So he was completely caught off guard when Nikolai put his legs together and placed them over one of his shoulders.
Now his eyes were wide open, curiosity on his face. If he could read thoughts, it would have been apprehension, and rightfully so.
But all Angelo was thinking of right then, was how difficult it would be for Nikolai to hold him in this position, right until the Alpha guided his dick back into his neglected hole with a firm grip around his waist, emptying his thoughts.
Angelo felt like he had been shot when Nikolai slammed the rest of the way in, forcing a sharp gasp out of him. He quickly understood why the Alpha positioned them that way when he realized he couldn’t move his lower half.
Nikolai’s grip was absolute, pinning him down while giving him the freedom to do what he liked with his upper body. Angelo crossed and uncrossed his ankles, toes curled, it was nothing like the sublime pleasure he wanted back.
If how he felt before was floating around in a pool with the warm sun on his face, the current sensations were a twenty foot wave crashing into him.
Nikolai didn’t give him the time to adjust to the change of his new speed, pulling back out to the tip and slamming back in.
Angelo arched with a broken cry, squirming from the pleasure as he tried to get away, tangling his hair with his restless hands.
Nikolai didn’t even seemed to be expending any effort, watching him come undone with a pleased expression. Underneath those cold blue eyes, there was a sea of lava beneath, threatening to erupt.
Angelo managed to squirm his legs a little loose from Nikolai’s hold, only for the Mafia King to calmly adjust, somehow keeping a tighter hold on him this time.
He had started to adjust to the brutal pace, and by adjust, it was with tears in his eyes, whimpering and trembling. But the slight movement changed their positions and when Nikolai slammed in, Angelo let out a loud cry.
The new wave of pleasure reminded him of when he had been under the influence of aphrodisiacs, after holding out for so long and finally giving in to chase his relief. How needlepoint sharp the pleasure had been when he had been right at the edge, too much that he could barely stand it.
For someone who didn’t remember how to cry, Nikolai made him cry so easily, and he made him cry from how good it felt. Angelo had been greedy for a little pleasure but he had gotten all he could take and more.
He felt like he had been thrown into the dangerous open sea, the threat of drowning hanging over him, the only thing that kept him afloat was Nikolai’s firm hold on him.
Angelo’s cock was making a mess but it was rather hard to notice because he was damp with sweat all over, and he had been wet from the bathtub before that.
Slick and precum joined the bodily fluids on the bed, making his sweet, dark scent so potent that it would be stuck to the bed for weeks.
He didn’t think to rub his cock but even if his brain functioned enough to generate thoughts, he would have kept his hands away, he already felt like he was hanging right at the edge.
Angelo’s orgasm brought him tears of relief, he really had just wanted to sleep, and not to be given so much pleasure it felt like his body couldn’t contain it.
Nikolai eased his grip on his legs and without any strength left, his legs parted easily, giving way for Nikolai to close the distance.
Angelo had tried to keep his restless hands still, half grabbing his hair when he tried to hold onto the sheets to physically try to keep himself grounded. But as soon as Nikolai leaned in, he reached out to pull the Alpha closer, burying his face in Nikolai’s shoulder.