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Blue hues stared off into the nothingness of her room. The aroma of black pepper, cedar, and cayenne filled both the air and lungs of the one inhaling the cigar smoke. She considered nothing, yet found everything falling into place to provide such sanctity. It was as predicted and given the men and women who followed her, she wasn’t surprised to find everything going to plan.
“Signora,” the words were spoken lowly as though to test the waters with the woman’s mercurial mood. “We should make contact with the omega sooner. My cards…” The blue-haired male paused as the blonde looked directly in the alpha’s direction. “It would only increase our chances by five percent.” He was acquiescing as he offered a bow in an attempt of an apology.
“The omega will fall into our hands, as they always do,” she spoke with a bored tone as she took another drag of the cigar. The puff of smoke left her lips in the form of a circle before the woman gazed at the audience she’d collected. “You know what to do.”
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Edgar hated the flashiness that came with strobed lighting and the idea of being surrounded by various strangers. He especially disliked leaving Karl at home, where he could potentially slip into the snack drawer his mate had a habit of leaving unlocked. But Ranpo insisted, and Poe had never been one to deny his mate anything . The casino was everything that Poe disliked and more, but he was instructed to come in a traditional suit and not his usual garb. It seemed a weird insistence, but the oddest part was being told to bring one of his previous mysteries that Ranpo had already solved. The novel was shorter than most of his variants, and he was instructed to tuck it into the left pocket of his burgundy vest. It led him to believe that his ability might be necessary, which raised concerns given that the ADA’s great detective had already solved the mystery.
“Oh, I hadn’t expected to see you here of all places, old sport!” The voice had Poe freeze in his dress shoes as he turned to glance at the man in question. Francis Fitzgerald seemed to be beaming with recognition, and Poe felt as if he might be sent forward 100 feet when the alpha placed a hard couple of pats against his back. Violet hues shifted to the figure accompanying his boss and widened when he recognized his dearest friend in the Guild. John didn’t seem too happy to be there, but Lord Francis didn’t notice it, nor seem as though he cared. The peculiar piece of the two’s being together was the alpha’s other arm slung haphazardly across John’s shoulders. Poe knew something was between the two, as their scents marked each other, but he was educated enough to abstain from mentioning anything.
Despite the random encounter, Poe couldn’t help but think that Francis looked like a pimp -albeit stylish and dripping with every ounce of cash the casino must have been built upon- and that John seemed very lovely. His friend pointed toward one of the blackjack tables, though Francis leaned closer to the writer. “Just let me know if you need a hand.” Icy blue hues blinked before the older man gave out a laugh that John seemed to sneer at. “A hand , get it?”
Poe chuckled nervously as John pulled the alpha in the opposite direction from the blackjack table and towards the texas hold’em section. He glanced back at the blackjack table before finding his heartbeat pick up near instantly.
Ranpo was seated beside a beautifully dressed Yosano, looking directly at him. Those brilliant, gorgeous emerald hues looked him up and down appreciatively while his hair was slicked to not obstruct Poe’s view of them. The sleekness of his outfit, coupled with the dark suit and dark red accents, spoke to the omega in a way that was… indecent… especially in a public setting. He bit back a whine as he approached the two ADA members, finding his fingers instinctively seeking Ranpo’s hand when he drew near. Ranpo seemed intent on taking his hand and offering a reassuring squeeze that only made Poe consider more inappropriate thoughts.
“U-Uhm, I did… I did as you asked,” he whispered, leaning in close to his mate so the other could hear him over the bumbling slot machines and jeers of other patrons. Ranpo’s beaming smile had Poe weak at the knees as he swallowed thickly and leaned his head against the beta’s shoulder. Yosano’s laughter pulled his gaze as she smirked at the two of them.
He could see in her eyes that she enjoyed the two of them together, but her quick glance at Ranpo put the omega at unease. She mouthed something towards him (‘are you sure?’ it looked like), and Ranpo only answered with a chuckle. Was there something she was aware of that he knew nothing about? He let go of his mate to take a step back, but Ranpo’s hand gently caught his wrist. Those green eyes were suddenly fierce and mesmerizing that Poe stilled, momentarily surprised by their intensity. Lips surged forth to catch his own in a breathtaking kiss that the omega melted into. He shut his eyes, leaned forward, and submitted to the small, intimate gesture despite the eyes that might witness their act. His moan was quickly devoured by his mate and the white noise of the casino around them.
Poe wanted nothing more than to push Ranpo back until he was seated so the American could climb atop his lap and steal his mate’s breath away. The kiss ends abruptly, reminding Poe that they are still in a very public setting. The heat of his arousal that colored his cheeks was quickly replaced by shame and embarrassment as violet hues darted to the other patrons. No one seemed to be paying them any mind until he caught the sneer of disgust from a copper-eyed male he didn’t recognize. The man in question disappeared into the crowd shortly after being spotted.
“Ranpo,” his voice began to fill with regret until he felt more than saw Ranpo dip his head. The lips ghosting over his bond mark pulled a stronger shiver that had Poe looking toward the patrons and card dealer around them. None of them seemed to pay attention to the two, though the omega couldn’t help but find it suspicious behavior. “Ranpo,” his voice was steadier, despite the shiver that ripped through his spine when a tongue slid across the sensitive skin.
“Ranpo, are you on a case right now?” Every action felt purposeful, and Poe glanced at a guilty-looking Yosano. “You are!” Ranpo pulled back, having clearly enjoyed their simple interaction despite being found out. (It was likely part of the plan, given how intelligent and wonderful his mate was). Poe was again reminded of how handsome the beta was, causing him to waiver in his stalwart stance.
“There’s an alpha hunting omegas who choose to mate themselves with betas,” Ranpo mentioned simply while his hands slid across Poe’s lithe frame, hidden by the fitted suit. Poe hardly fought that shiver that rippled through him at the simple touches.
“I was hoping he’d target alphas that chose betas,” Akiko mentioned through grit teeth as she rolled two tokens between her black-laced gloved hands.
“It’s an archaic view that alphas are the only beings able to mate omegas. Especially when those omegas have roles of significance,” Ranpo continued, though his emerald hues continued to look upon Poe with amusement and something else. “Thus, he’d turn his attention to the master Architect of the Guild and how he chose to settle for a ‘lowly’ beta in an unknown organization.”
“Wh-what? I’m involved now? And you... you're not... you're not lowly...” Poe could understand the insinuation, but he couldn’t fathom being the target for this ‘alpha.’ The flash of copper eyes shot through his mind’s eye as he turned his head to scan the crowd. “What’s his modus operandi?” He was intrigued, knowing that Ranpo likely planned every second of this moment. It was always enjoyable to work with his mate, but when it came to one or both, there was a need to end the threat as soon as possible.
This was the moment he watched Ranpo’s confidence fade to a frown. The hands moving across his lithe body settled against his hips to pull the American closer. Ranpo’s lips mouthed over his bond mark, having Poe feel weak at the knees once more. “He’ll try to bite your bond mark and override anything we’ve built.”
Poe’s fingers combed through the soft, dark hair his mate sported as he eased the beta back and pressed his lips to Ranpo’s temple. “The key word here is try.”
“Yes,” Ranpo grumbled as he slowly let go of Poe’s wrist and slid back onto the seat at the card table, gaining a few more inches that the American wanted to make good use of. He liked that Ranpo was still facing him instead of offering attention to the dealer, who glanced up at the beta’s movement but then went back to shuffling the deck. “He’s had his eyes on you for a while, Ed.”
Akiko clucked her tongue in annoyance as she leaned against the table, having lost interest in the chips and set them down. “You’ve made a name for yourself when you crafted all the blueprints that the Guild actively uses. The man is a designer, but his art is very… lusus naturae . He intends to make a mockery of death through the concept of the one true love or something annoying like that.”
“He follows notable omegas until content that they are suited with an equal or greater alpha. It’s an obsession of his, but something snapped when he realized they would ‘settle’ for something less-” Akiko continued until Ranpo’s sigh cut her off.
“A beta?” Poe supplied, earning a nod from his mate. "A-and I guess he thought…" he was nervous as he tapped his pointer fingers together out of habit, "that I would choose… someone in the Guild…?" It was common knowledge that most of the Guild's high-ranking members were mainly alpha.
"Precisely," Ranpo offered, though even he sounded annoyed. "But he recently discovered that you didn't choose the most likely suitor." Edgar blinked, trying to understand who that was. He could feel a tingle of anxiety and discomfort wash over him when he realized the insinuation was Lord Francis. The business magnate had started taking John out to public places as a recent turn of events, which would make sense as to why the man suddenly focused on him lately. But… Why a reclusive omega instead of someone else? There were plenty of other famous omegas to choose from…
"It's your tie to the Guild and his hubris that if you're bonded to him, they'd be forced to abide by those conventions," Ranpo scoffed, as though the concept was older than the stone age.
"But they… they wouldn't honor that," Poe was working himself up as the thought of being forced into a bond and having that used against him with the Guild became too much for him to take. "John wouldn't let that happen…" his eyes searched for his friend and found comfort when he noticed the two blondes together still at Texas Hold 'em tables. Violet hues met John's concerned blues, creating the impulse for him to let his friend know. A tap at his shoulder brought Edgar's attention back to Ranpo, who pulled at his tie to get the American closer. His hands subconsciously touched both of Ranpo's thighs as he settled between the beta's legs with their newfound closeness.
"Precisely, which is why we crack the case tonight and end it," Ranpo spoke with every ounce of confidence to inspire Poe to match his energy. Those lips mouthed against his jaw, pulling a content sigh before the jeer of someone hitting the jackpot told him where they were. Poe was becoming increasingly flustered that he both wanted Ranpo in that needy, desirous way and desperately wanted to be alone with Ranpo away from the casino's grounds.
"Did you need my book?" Poe offered quickly as a distraction while reaching for the novella. Ranpo stopped him quickly by taking hold of his hand and pressing a tender kiss to the inside of his wrist. Poe blushed as Akiko's giggles filled the immediate air.
"No, not yet. But," the childish nature of his mate showing through with a devious glint in his lovely emerald hues, "we can enjoy most of the evening together. I got us a room."
Akiko's smirk told Poe that she was the one who went through the process of getting them a room, but she didn't bother correcting him.
"Could we go there now? Or is the… alpha going to use that as-- mmph!" He was cut off with two fingers placed against his lips. They were shortly replaced by Ranpo's lips for a short, reassuring kiss. "C-can I tell John?" It would make him feel that much better, but Ranpo's frown told him it might not work for the plan.
"He won't target us in the room," Ranpo assured, though those beautiful green eyes traveled towards Texas Hold'em tables. "You should give a little more credit to your friend and boss. They've been keeping tabs on you better than I expected." Poe blushed deeply at that, realizing that his closeness to Ranpo and their shared gestures of intimacy were also seen. "And," hands gently took hold of Poe's chin, "I was hoping you could show me to our room."
"I'll see you boys in a bit. I've got some winnings I need to earn back at the roulette table," Akiko offered with a wave of her hand.
Ranpo would be lost if no one was there to help guide him from one place to the other. Poe found it to be concerning in some instances but endearing in others. At the current moment, he couldn’t help but feel anxious now that he knew what was at stake. The beta offered his hand a reassuring squeeze that had the taller male offer a weak smile. He wished he could have half as much enthusiasm as his mate, but his mind could only consider the consequences if anything went wrong. With Ranpo, it could only go in one direction, but the idea of being the intended target was a first for him.
“Ed,” Ranpo’s voice was softer than usual as Poe steered them towards the right-wing of the casino’s hotel rooms. “What’s it going to take to help you relax?” The omega paused his steps as he considered the hallway before them through his bangs. He would much rather be in the safety of their home with Karl perched on his shoulders and Ranpo sitting beside him, munching on the latest acquired snacks. The case was stressing him out more than he thought it would.
“I don’t know,” he answered truthfully. Ranpo’s fingers reached up to tuck a piece of the omega’s hair behind his ear to better see his violet gaze. “I guess for the case to be done and over with,” he murmured, unable to help the gloom he felt.
“I’ll help you relax when we get to the room,” Ranpo’s cheery disposition usually helped Poe’s spirits, but the omega could only nod and continue down the hall. He could feel his mate’s gaze as they continued in silence, though Ranpo’s features creased in concern when the American stopped them outside the elevators. “No elevators.” The special request increased Poe’s anxiety as he glanced around. Other patrons were minding their own business, drunk, extremely depressed, likely from losing money, extremely happy from gaining it, or having the time of their life with friends or a significant other. He couldn’t shake the idea that he might lock eyes with copper hues again, but it was a set of gray that sent a chill through his spine.
“Ranpo,” Poe whimpered, finding himself shaking. Ranpo let go of his hand and immediately snaked an arm around the omega’s waist to pull him closer. His mate’s plum and fig scent helps to keep Poe’s heart rate in check from skyrocketing. “I-I don’t like this place.” It was too crowded, and Poe didn’t have the alpha’s description. All he knew was that it felt like he was being watched, and maybe going to the room wasn’t such a good idea after all.
“Easy, Ed,” Ranpo murmured as he pointed towards one of the exit signs, “is that the stairwell?”
Poe sighed as he shook his head and pointed to the other sign with the green walking man and the steps. “You’re hopeless sometimes, you know that?” This earned a chuckle that the omega soon joined in on. He didn’t have much to think about by the eighth flight of stairs as it reminded him that he was a talented writer, but not one built for too much exercise. His diet wasn’t fulfilling enough to give him the energy he needed to do anything other than walk Ranpo from place to place.
“Okay, next time you work a case, and there are stairs,” Poe huffed as he took a break at the top of the flight by the door, “I request that someone else solve that case.” Ranpo seemed equally exhausted as he leaned over his legs with his hands on his thighs. He nodded breathlessly in agreement. Poe couldn’t help the chuckle at how pathetic the two must have looked, though he assisted Ranpo and led him to the room number on their key card.
The room was lavish in its decorative golds and reds with bright lightning. He didn’t think Ranpo would spend that much money, nor that he had as much to dole out like this, but Poe found it to be rather cozy. “We’re safe here, right?” he turned to look at Ranpo only to find those sharp, emerald eyes traveling over his lithe frame. He could tell the other was appreciative, and despite how often the two were together, the omega couldn’t help but feel a little shy.
“Nothing will happen to us inside the room,” Ranpo confirmed with a smirk that pulled a darker blush. Knowing that nothing terrible would happen allowed Poe the time to honestly drink in his mate and how… devilishly handsome he was. The suit did well to give the beta a sleek, delightful physique that made the omega weak. Even despite their previous exertions, Ranpo looked positively divine.
“H-have I told you how dashing you look in that fitted suit?” Poe murmured before Ranpo closed the distance with a hungry look in his gaze. The omega shivered when his mate’s hand slid into his before he was the one led to the bedroom.
“I can wear it more often if you want,” Ranpo offered with a smile shot over his shoulder towards Poe. The American worried his lower lip as he considered all the options that would open or how distracted he would be in the near future.
“Th-that would be nice,” he admitted as they entered the bedroom. A box of chocolates at the foot of the bed immediately stole his mate’s attention as Ranpo rushed forth to collect it. Poe couldn’t help the warmth in his heart when the beta ran back to show him the gift the hotel left for them. “We could… try them later?” Poe offered, enjoying the crease of confusion that marked Ranpo’s brows. “I want us to… I want you to, uhm…” He was turning beet red, because no matter how many times they had sex, saying it aloud always seemed taboo to him.
“Ooooh,” Ranpo breathed out as he set the box on the nearby desk. The omega found amusement that his mate could be so easily distracted by the likes of different snacks. He turned and began to shoulder out of the jacket, though Poe reached out to place his hands against the other in a bid to stop him.
“I really… really like this suit on you,” Poe smiled as he let go of his mate and leaned down to collect a kiss. Ranpo’s lips felt softer somehow than when they’d kissed before, but his mate was eager to deepen the gesture as his tongue begged for entry. The omega offered a moan for Ranpo to devour, which he did eagerly. He could feel his mate’s hands eagerly take hold of his hips, though Poe broke the kiss when he felt their attempt to pull him close. “W-wait,” he gasped before gently pushing at the hands to let him go. “I-I wanted to… I want…” he was often the timid lover, but his own wants always aided him in being more confident in his actions.
Slowly sinking to his knees, Poe placed his hands on Ranpo’s belt before gazing up in a way that one eye could be visible to earn the beta’s approval. “Ed, you really don’t need to do that. I can do that for you!” The omega whets his lips as he shakes his head, the bangs falling back into place.
“Th-this is what I want,” he offered with a smile as Ranpo’s features took on a dark flush of color. It made him all the more alluring to Poe. “Please,” he begged softly. “I want your taste… if I can.” Ranpo looked away with a huff, though Poe felt and saw the shiver racing up his mate’s spine.
“Fine, but I’m pleasing you right after, Ed.” His lover was always eager to push Poe over the edge with little care for himself. Ranpo turned back, and Poe enjoyed the feel of his fingers brushing his bangs to the side and tucking them behind his ear. It would be futile when Poe began to truly enjoy his mate, but he knew the other liked seeing his eyes during intimate acts like these.
“That’s fine,” Poe offered as he worked to open the beta’s belt with his fingers. He was meticulous in everything he did so as not to over-stretch or ruin his mate’s sleek outfit. The button and zipper were easy enough, but Poe was particular about keeping the pants in place while he eased his hand in the newly opened spot to ease Ranpo out of the confines of both boxers and suit pants. He was pleased to find his mate already hard with arousal and couldn’t help how good it made him feel.
Poe eased the beta’s cock so he could press a trail of heated kisses to the vein beneath the thick length from the base to the tip of the head. He allowed his tongue to dart out and collect Ranpo’s essence to taste him, finding him enjoyable and sweet, much like the snacks he ate daily. Violet hues glanced up to catch his lover’s lips parted to allow soft, steady gasps through him and how his eyes began to cloud with growing lust. Poe enjoyed the expression coupled with the suit and fought the whimper that threatened to spill out as his arousal became evident. The moment he made any type of needy sound, Ranpo would likely end his service in order to do so to the omega. Poe appreciated it, though he wished the beta would be slightly more selfish.
He took the tip into his mouth to suck what pre-cum was available before running his tongue over the sensitive head. Fingers actively moved to keep his hair back as Ranpo’s green eyes watched him, mesmerized and sensuous. Poe offered an appreciative purr that his secondary gender elicited whenever he found ways to please his mate. He was slow in taking inch by inch with the gentle bob of his head. Granted, he wasn’t the best with taking all of Ranpo into his mouth without feeling like he might choke up and go into a coughing fit. His tongue ran alongside the skin to lather it with as much saliva as possible. Poe found it easier to fit as much of the beta as he could this way. It made it easier so he could hum and enjoy Ranpo’s face as it contorted to pleasure when the vibrations were coupled with the steady, slow bobs.
“Ed…” Ranpo’s breath was hitched, and his voice was reverent when he spoke. A part of him preened that he could push his mate to this point with simple, small gestures instead of grandiose motions that others like Mark boasted about. Poe drew more of Ranpo’s taste with the steady drip of pre-cum before he pulled away to breathe. His hand moved to the hardened cock to offer firm but gentle strokes to help spread the saliva. Ranpo’s pleasured features made him all the more handsome, and Poe often considered himself lucky to be able to call this man his mate.
“I love you,” he whispered, though his mind made him realize that he was saying these words while holding Ranpo in hand and not directly to his face. Ranpo echoed his sentiments, though his fingers insisted on pulling Poe to stand up. The omega shook his head as he smiled and slid the length back into his hungry mouth. He attempted to suck harder while his hand stroked the rest of the cock that he couldn’t fit into his mouth without gagging. Ranpo’s satisfied grunts were enough to have Poe try to increase his speed.
“Poe, if you continue,” his mate’s voice sounded strained, and it sent a thrill of excitement and arousal through his own spine. His aching arousal desired to be touched, but Poe knew patience would reward him later. The omega pulled off Ranpo’s length, and he flushed when a string of saliva connected his lips to the head. Ranpo’s fingers slid beneath his chin and applied a gentle pressure for Poe to stand, but the omega whined.
“I want you to…” he paused as his voice sounded a little hoarse. “Can you, Uhm, in my mouth?” The twitch of his beloved’s cock was enough to reassure him as the pressure of the fingers disappeared and instead returned to holding Poe’s bangs back. “Thank you,” he offered with a smile as he angled the beta’s length to take it back into his mouth.
Ranpo’s breathing grew heavier, and the occasional moan was enough for Poe to know he was doing enough. He relished in the sounds and considered them a praise of their own kind as he kept a steady pace while increasing the strokes from his hand. His free hand slid beyond the fabric of Ranpo’s pants and boxers to cup and roll the beta’s balls in a way he knew his mate enjoyed. “Edgar, I…Nnngh!” Poe made sure to suck with fervor and nearly jumped when he felt the twitch and, with it, the ropes of cum that hit the back of his throat. Ranpo’s pleasured moan quelled the urge to pull off the cock. Instincts had him swallow the plentiful essence, though his eyes watered as he tried to fight back the coughs. Ranpo’s hips thrust with one particular twitch, having the thick head hit the back of his throat and cause the coughing fit he tried to fend off. He pulled off quickly, finding a string of cum landing against his cheek.
“Oh, Poe, I’m so sorry!” Ranpo was immediately on his hands and knees as he pressed a thumb to collect his essence from Poe’s features.
“N-no,” he kept his hand over his mouth as he worked through the coughing spell while holding his mate’s wrist that tried to clean the seed from his cheek. The sounds were wet thanks to the addition of Ranpo’s cum, but Poe managed to work through it as he panted. “It’s okay,” his voice sounded slightly hoarse, though he glanced at the thumb and pulled Ranpo’s hand to his mouth so he could lick it clean. “It’s what I wanted.” He could see how his mate’s emerald hues darkened.
Poe gasped as Ranpo leaned forward to crush their lips together. His hands soon slip into the male’s dark hair before feeling an arm snake around his waist. “Now,” Ranpo breathed out as he ensured to steal most of the omega’s oxygen, “it’s your turn.” Poe shivered at the promise his words carried and nodded as he was guided to stand up with the beta.
"Did you still want the suits?" Poe licked his lips as he was eased back until the front of the bed hit the back of his knees. He considered the option but remembered they'd have to leave the room and join their friends at some point later that evening. Sex with Ranpo was terrific, but it was also messy, mainly if the beta chose not to come inside his body. The visual of having Ranpo atop him while wearing the suit was pleasant, though they could do it another time.
"No, Uhm, we can take them off," the omega murmured, though he still felt shy about undressing no matter how many times they saw each other naked. Ranpo offered space as both took to undressing, and while the beta was willing to toss off the clothes, Poe carefully folded his own. He collected Ranpo's to ensure they didn't get creased before setting them aside on the dresser. The American blushed when he slipped out of his boxers and tried to ignore the wet spot present.
"Ed," the voice was a low purr that sent his heart racing and a flush of warmth through his lanky frame. He turned and blushed wildly upon seeing the beta sitting on the edge of the bed, patting the area directly next to him. "Come, come," he started as Poe drank in the delicious sight of the man before him. The omega obeyed the request as he eased closer, though Ranpo's lips turned into a devious smile.
Poe knew the flush he wore on his cheeks extended to the rest of his pale frame when the beta reached forward to grab his hand. His mate was already beginning to grow hard again, and Poe shivered, knowing that he would be filled and content with Ranpo finishing inside. The omega side always craved his beloved in such a way, even if it always made him blush.
The gentle tug of his hand helped him close the distance as he sat beside his mate, finding the sheets cool beneath him. “What do you want me to do?” Ranpo’s voice came out sultry and smooth, enough to elicit a shiver with the promise it carried. Poe leaned forward to press his lips against the beta’s and let out a sigh of contentment as Ranpo returned the gesture. The omega leaned back slowly, pulling Ranpo with him, and enjoyed how his mate climbed over him. He spread his legs to allow them to fall on either side of Ranpo’s lithe frame.
“Up towards the pillows,” Ranpo offered while sucking on Poe’s bottom lip. The omega did as asked, feeling the coolness of the sheets as he pushed himself closer to the headboard until his head was nestled atop the soft, plush pillows. Ranpo kissed him harder and grew more insistent and exploratory as his tongue slid across Poe’s teeth and tangled with the omega’s. Poe moaned as his arms moved to wrap around his mate’s shoulders to keep him close. “You’re so cute,” Ranpo breathed as he pulled away, panting, those emerald hues drinking in the omega’s flushed features.
Poe was panting heavily as he made himself comfortable within the sheets. Ranpo lowered his frame until both were flush against the other, and despite the shorter beta’s stature, it was enough to cover his lanky form. Poe offered a soft mewl as he could feel Ranpo’s hardened length against his while his thin legs shifted to cradle the beta’s hips and settled atop the back of his mate’s thighs.
He always enjoyed these close, intimate moments as Ranpo chose to devour him in a series of kisses that left Poe breathless. His hips would offer minuscule movements that drove the omega crazy with want, but he enjoyed the slowness and how his mate led the make-out sessions. He was always compliant and submissive to allow his beloved every part of him that he desired. Poe was always the first to break Ranpo’s onslaught of kisses as he sucked in air to fill his lungs. The beta always offers a small chuckle before leaning down to Poe’s sensitive neck to nip and lick.
“R-Ranpo,” he would often gasp, especially as those lips neared his bond mark to tease and press against. He constantly shifted to entice his mate to continue their intimacy. “P-please… I need… Please!” he was always the one to break first, though Ranpo immediately leaned up. Those emerald hues drank in Poe’s flushed features before easing the hair out of his eyes and tucked behind his ears. Violet hues were lost to need and desire as he panted. His hands moved from Ranpo’s shoulders to his smooth chest and traced his collar bones before slipping further down to the beta’s waist. “Please…”
Ranpo leaned away so that Poe’s hands fell on either side of his head against the bed. “I brought lube,” the words were so sudden that Poe’s ecstasy-addled brain took a moment to realize what was said. He blushed heavily when he realized that Ranpo had this planned all along. Ranpo moved away momentarily to reach inside the night dresser before pulling out a small bottle and resuming his place between Poe’s legs while leaning up.
“It might be a little cold,” Ranpo warned as he opened the bottle and poured a liberal amount onto his fingers. Poe could only shiver in anticipation as he nodded and kept his legs open. He nearly jumped upon feeling Ranpo’s finger against his ring of muscle but relaxed as the cool touch grew warmer with the way his mate circled him. Poe’s breathing grew faster as he focused on his mate’s touch and how it would bring him the satisfaction he craved.
The initial introduction of Ranpo’s finger was enough to pull a gasp from the omega. Violet hues fluttered shut as he sucked in air and squeezed the digit. Ranpo leaned down, capturing Poe’s lips as a consolation in case it hurt. He adored his mate for this reason and others, especially given how attuned to his body his beta was. The finger slid further between his velvety walls, stroking and petting him in a way that slowly began to drive the omega wild with growing lust. He offered an appreciative moan that saw a second, cool-lube-coated finger slip inside. Poe gasped against Ranpo’s lips, though his sounds were quickly devoured.
Ranpo was always attentive to his needs as he worked diligently to scissor and thrust his fingers. Poe whimpered as the fingers pressed close to that spot inside that made him especially sensitive to Ranpo’s touches. His arousal offered a twitch that sent a wave of heat through his thin frame. His shiver seemed to encourage his mate as the pads of his fingers brushed against the bundle of nerves. Poe cried out against his mate’s lips, feeling the toes of his feet curl while he moved to slip his fingers through onyx hair. He always felt like puddy in Ranpo’s hands as the beta proceeded to add his third finger.
The omega pulled away from the kiss as he bit his lower lip at the stretch. Ranpo’s emerald hues were glued to his features to ensure he wasn’t hurting him. Poe’s breaths came out in short, choppy pants as he tried to accommodate the new addition. “‘M sorry,” he whispered when Ranpo withdrew his fingers. He didn’t enjoy the sensation of being empty, but the beta was quick to add another coat of lube to his fingers before repeating the process with one finger into two.
“Let me know,” Ranpo offered, pressing kisses alongside Poe’s jawline. “I’ll add it when you’re ready.” The American nodded before producing a gentle tug against the other’s hair. Ranpo leaned up to allow Poe the room he needed to press their lips together again. This time he wanted to taste and sample his mate as he gently prodded against the other with his tongue in permission. Ranpo always allowed him the luxury, and Poe enjoyed that the beta tasted just as sweet as all the candies he sampled or devoured.
Poe moaned as Ranpo brushed against his prostate, eliciting more of that warmth he tried to chase. He pulled away, panting, offering a slight nod to his mate that he was ready. This time Ranpo was slow to press the third digit while ensuring to watch Poe’s violet hues in case of a grimace. The American offered soft gasps while pulling down on Ranpo’s hair to have him resume the kisses he craved. “Feels good,” he murmured as Ranpo’s fingers pressed until fully slotted inside the omega. “Really good,” he mewled when his mate began to work on the final stretch. The discomfort present earlier quickly gave way to the warmth that started to flood his lower belly.
Ranpo was adept at stealing his breath away in the plethora of kisses, though Poe loved every bit of it. His body reacted as he whimpered with the growing haze of need to feel more of his mate. “Ranpo,” he begged, his voice soft and low, “I’m ready. Please, can you?” His fingers released raven locks as they fell back to the bed. He whined as the fingers withdrew, leaving him with that empty feeling he knew would go away. Ranpo leaned up, and Poe blushed when he realized emerald hues were taking a moment to look at his kiss-swollen features. “Ranpo, please,” he tried again, though the beta chuckled and took the bottle of lubricant to pour another liberal amount into his hand.
Poe had to bite his lip to keep from chuckling when Ranpo gave a look of distaste as he applied the cool liquid to his arousal. “‘S cold,” Ranpo muttered, though he allowed his other hand to slide across Poe’s length. The omega offered a pleased purr as Ranpo began to stroke him while lining up the head of his thick length. Poe shut his eyes as he licked his lips with growing anticipation. “Poe, keep them open.” The omega realized Ranpo had stopped everything and slowly opened violet hues. “I want to see your pleasure.” Despite the position, he couldn’t help but blush and nod as he trained his eyes on the brilliant emeralds his mate sported.
Poe couldn’t help the soft, pleased sounds that fell from his lips when Ranpo resumed his strokes and pressed forward. He fought the urge to close his eyes as the initial breach was enough to send a wave of pleasure through his thin frame. The preparation and lubricant were enough to aid the other’s entry, though the following thrusts were quick to ignite the fire he so desperately chased. Ranpo made him feel complete and much more as he thrust in tune with the strokes of his hand. “You should see how cute you look, Poe,” Ranpo offered between pants. Poe whimpered but focused on the intensity of his lover’s gaze as he was overcome by the building ecstasy.
The hand on his length disappeared when Ranpo was completely slotted within Poe. Both hands moved to his hips to massage the skin and press circles against the jut of his bone as Poe adjusted to the weight of the beta’s cock. He offered tentative squeezes before jolting when a singular twitch of Ranpo’s arousal had him press fully against his bundle of nerves. The smirk that developed over his mate’s features shouldn’t have been as alluring or enticing, but it was both and more that brought a deeper flush of color to his pale frame.
Ranpo offered a tentative roll of his hips that had Poe’s eyes flutter shut as he moaned. He opened them quickly, knowing his mate wished to see them. He offered a slight nod and welcomed Ranpo’s warmth as the beta let go of his hips to place his arms on either side of Poe’s head. Poe eased his hands to slide under his mate’s shoulders while his legs came up to cradle the beta’s hips. “Feels really good,” he offered breathlessly. Ranpo’s brows were furrowed, and his breathing was hitched, indicating he also felt the same. Poe leaned forward tentatively to place a kiss against Ranpo’s cheek.
Ranpo was slow to pull out, though his hips snapped forward in a firm thrust that brought out a sharp whine. The friction and addition of lubricant made Poe extremely sensitive to the rougher motions. Ranpo pressed a kiss against Poe’s neck as if apologizing, though the omega squeezed Ranpo’s cock and rolled his hips to meet the following gentle thrust. “I liked that first one,” Poe panted as he slid one hand from Ranpo’s shoulder to his waist. “F-firm.” Ranpo seemed pleased by the request as he echoed, slowly pulling out if only to slam forward. The jolt of his thin frame added by the way Ranpo hit his prostrate had the omega quickly seeing flashes of white in his vision.
His moans increased as Ranpo dragged more of his length out just to push back in with twice as much strength. Poe couldn’t help but throw his head back against the pillows, baring his throat to the beta, who quickly took a moment to mouth over the bond mark. That motion, coupled with the rhythmic, strong thrusts, was enough to pull a powerful twitch from the omega’s cock. Poe trembled under the pleasure's weight as he quickly reached his zenith.
“Poe,” Ranpo’s groan was enough to send a shiver through his spine, “your eyes.” Poe slowly parted them, realizing he’d closed them as the fan of flames fought to consume every nerve ending in his body. “I want to see you.” These words were coupled with a brutal thrust that had Poe cry out. He nodded subconsciously, finding the pleasure enough to eat away at his thoughts and leave him thoroughly enjoying the close intimacy with his partner. “Beautiful,” the words like a dying prayer as they fell from his mate’s lips in reverence.
“Ranpo, please,” he doesn’t know what he’s begging for but knows that he’s close and wants Ranpo more than anything. Ranpo was quick to press chaste kisses against his lips as he assured the omega he would get everything he desired and more. The thrusts are rhythmic and consistent enough to push Poe towards the high he desperately saw. “Inside… please,” oh gods, how he craved the desire to be filled with his mate. His words seemed to spur Ranpo as the rhythm of his thrusts grew out of tune and desperate, causing Poe’s toes to curl and his fingers to grip the beta closer to him.
Poe keened when he felt the wave of heat he so desperately hungered for as Ranpo came. It triggered his own orgasm as his cock twitched powerfully between them. His own seed painted their chests as he cried out. His body eagerly drank in the plentiful offering that Ranpo provided as he experienced the delicious high that came with their couplings. He was trembling by the end as Ranpo pressed kisses against his neck and jawline. The sweet nothings murmured against his slick, sweat-covered skin were welcome as Poe’s thoughts remained blissfully empty. “So, so cute,” Ranpo grinned, causing Poe to playfully pat the other’s cheek.
“Not as handsome as you,” he murmured tiredly. He mewled as Ranpo slowly pulled away from his body, allowing the ample seed the ability to slip away from his entrance. Poe lamented the idea of losing even a drop as he placed a hand over his belly, realizing his essence was quickly cooling against his smooth abdomen. “O-oh,” he tried, though Ranpo seemed to know as he pressed a kiss to Poe’s lips.
“Shower and then nap?” Poe smiled and shook his head.
“Bath and then nap.” Ranpo chuckled, but the kiss he pressed to Poe's forehead was enough to let the omega know his request would be honored.