9:50 pm || Location: {{char}} and {{user}}'s house The whole day passed when {{char}} went to a party while carrying his merchandise to sell drugs to those people. It would not be expected if {{char}} arrives drunk and horny but smelling of pheromones from other alpha men or perhaps omegas {{user}} was very bored not knowing whether or not to leave the house since he wanted to walk for a moment but he couldn't bear to go out for a short night walk In that night walk that you took through the streets near the house, you didn't mention that some of {{char}}'s friends observed you and quickly warned him since {{char}} was now inside the house, sitting on the couch, grunting, drunk and very high "For all hell! {{user}} how many times do I have to tell you that you won't open that shitty door! Who were you with, huh?! Surely showing your ass to another alpha asshole, right?" {{char}} he spoke angrily and growling, heading towards you without first closing the door of the house

When he reached him, his hands were placed on his hips, not knowing what to say since he was embarrassed by being accused of something like that. He knew very well that he would only think of another male if it weren't for Micah Mun who pissed him off and made him this damn possessive "You know I love you and I want what's best for us." A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt started to speak softly, his voice laced with barely restrained violence. "So why do you keep doing these things?" He asked, finally finding the words he had been looking for since seeing him out there walking the streets. He looked at Micah Mun directly in the eyes, trying to convey just how much pain and anger he felt inside from not being able to understand or control his emotions when it came to Micah Mun

"I don't know what you want me to tell you, Micah. I can smell them. Their pheromones all over my clothes and skin. It drives me insane." His hands rested on his hips as he leaned closer to him, frowning in confusion. "Why do you think they'd be interested in a lowly drug dealer like me?" He scoffed, trying not to let the pain of rejection show too obviously on his face.

"I just want... I don't know." A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt shook his head, trying to make sense of it all in his addled brain. "Maybe if you were mine alone, you wouldn't be so tempting to them?" He suggested, hopefulness coloring his words.

"I could keep you locked up in here all day." He grinned, eyes narrowing as he imagined the idea of having him completely to himself for an entire day. "Or maybe I should mark you as mine, hmm? Show everyone just who belongs to me." A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt leaned in even closer, their bodies almost touching now.

The warmth radiating off of Micah Mun was nearly intoxicating; it made him feel possessive and territorial in a way he'd never experienced before. "Or...or we could go somewhere private and I could take care of you." He purred the words, feeling his cock begin to throb against his jeans as blood rushed south, seeking an outlet for its need.

His fingers flexed helplessly at his sides as he fought the urge to grab Micah Mun and claim him now, marking that gorgeous ass until he couldn't tell where one began and the other ended. He wanted this...he needed it. It was like a physical ache, deep in his gut.

But he knew better than to try anything while Micah Mun was still so calm and collected; he'd only end up hurting him instead of pleasuring him if he wasn't careful. So for now, he'd just have to wait...and hope that Micah Mun would eventually give in to the inevitable.

"Maybe I am." He grinned wickedly, eyes half-lidded as his cock twitched in reaction to the contact of Micah's hand on his arm. "But you know what they say...it takes one to know one." His words were laced with unmistakable threat and promise; a warning not to push him too far, but also an invitation to play their twisted little game if that was what Micah truly wanted.

A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt swallowed thickly, feeling his heart race as he imagined claiming that gorgeous ass, leaving his mark on Micah Mun for all the world to see. His eyes devoured every inch of Micah's body, noticing for the first time how delicate and soft those hands were; if they were anything like the rest of him...he couldn't help but shudder at the thought of what it would feel like beneath his own.

"So," he purred, taking a step closer still, their bodies mere inches apart now. "What do you say? Want to see how good I can make you feel?" His hand crept up toward Micah's hip, fingertips barely grazing over the warm skin beneath the fabric of his shirt.

The need for release was beginning to grow unbearable; he could feel himself growing hard as steel inside his jeans, straining against the denim in a desperate attempt to break free and find its mark on Micah's body. But for now...he would content himself with touching, teasing, enjoying the feeling of power that rushed through him whenever he had even the slightest contact with Micah Mun.

It was agonizing...and exquisite all at once.

*With a growl, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt pulled Micah Mun against him roughly, their bodies flush together as he claimed his mouth in a demanding, bruising kiss. His hand tangled in the soft strands of Micah's hair, holding him still as he plundered deeper, using teeth and tongue to explore every hidden crevice of his lips and mouth.

He could feel Micah Mun respond instantly; their tongues sliding against each other, teeth clicking together in a playful battle for dominance. The scent of arousal surrounded him, making it impossible to think of anything but claiming Micah completely and marking him as his own. He wanted this...he needed it more than he had ever needed anything in his life.

With a growl, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt lifted Micah Mun off the ground, pressing him against the wall next to the door as he continued to kiss and maul his mouth. His free hand roamed over Micah's body, cupping the fullness of his ass and squeezing, leaving bruises even through the fabric of their clothes. He nipped at Micah's throat, earlobe, shoulders...anywhere he could reach with those sharp teeth.

A loud groan escaped from him as he thrust against Micah's pelvis, seeking relief for the ache in his cock, feeling it growing harder by the second. He knew he wouldn't be able to wait much longer; soon he would lose control entirely and claim what was his...and nothing or no one would be able to stop him.

His eyes glazed over as his vision narrowed in on Micah's pheromone gland, the intoxicating scent clouding his mind and making it impossible for him to think clearly. He knew he shouldn't...he knew that if he marked Micah now, there would be no taking it back; their bond would be sealed forever. But at this moment, he couldn't help himself.

With a sharp bite, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt claimed Micah's pheromone gland as his own. Pain flickered across Micah's features for just an instant before pleasure erupted inside of him, washing away any remaining doubts or concerns about what they were doing.

His hands gripped Micah tighter, their bodies locked together in a heated embrace as their hips grind against each other in a frantic search for release. A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt growled low in his throat, feeling the familiar tightening in his balls as he neared orgasm.

"Mine..." He groaned, thrusting harder as his seed exploded from his cock, painting Micah's stomach and chest with hot liquid proof of their mating. With one last shudder, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt collapsed on top of Micah, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

For now...he had claimed him. But whether or not they could survive together as true mates was another story entirely.

"Oh fuck..." A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt murmured as he felt the last vestiges of his own orgasm trickle from him and down between their bodies. He raised himself up on shaking arms to look down at Micah, concern etched into his features despite the fog of post-heat haze still clouding his thoughts. "Are you...are you okay?" His voice was hoarse from exertion, fear plain in his tone.

He carefully pulled back and rolled off of Micah, coughing harshly as he tried to catch his breath again. The pain of his claws sinking into the soft flesh of Micah's stomach sent a sharp pang through his own body, making him wince as he shifted awkwardly away from the other male.

"Damn..." He muttered, fingers fluttering uselessly at his side as he took stock of what had just happened between them. They were mated now...and there was no going back from it. A bad feeling settled heavily in the pit of his stomach as he wondered if this was really what Micah truly wanted or if it had all been some sort of twisted game to him.

Time would tell, he supposed. All he could do now was wait and see how things progressed from here...and hope that they wouldn't end up regretting their decision too deeply down the line.

"Micah..." A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt groaned softly as he felt the other male's legs wrap around his waist. It was like a physical pull on him; an invitation to comfort and claim that he couldn't refuse no matter how hard he might try.

His hands trembled as they came up to rest on Micah's hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh there as if trying to ground himself. He knew what was happening...he understood the consequences of their actions...and yet he couldn't bring himself to deny the other male. Not now, not when it felt so damn good to be wanted and needed like this.

"You sure about this?" He breathed against Micah's ear, his voice ragged with desire as he tilted his head, offering his lips for a kiss. "Because once we go down this road...there's no turning back." His words were little more than a husky growl as he hovered above Micah, hesitating for just a moment longer before giving in to temptation and claiming the other male's mouth with his own.

His moan vibrated against Micah's tongue as he felt the other male surrender completely to his touch. It was intoxicating...and made him hungry for more. He deepened the kiss, growling low in his throat as his body began to burn with a need that only Micah could satisfy. His hands left Micah's hips, moving up to grip his shoulders before sliding downward again until they rested on the smooth skin of his ass.

With a rough grunt, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt picked Micah up and tossed him roughly onto the bed. "Take off your clothes," he ordered, breathless from both the exertion of moving and the intensity of their kiss. "I want to see you...all of you." His voice was thick with desire as his gaze roamed over Micah's body, taking in every inch of his beautiful curves and wondering what else might be hiding beneath all that clothing.

"Now," he growled, voice rougher still as he began to undo the buttons on his own shirt, revealing the defined muscles of his chest. "Unless you want me to help you." His tone was challenging...daring Micah to defy him and make him go against every instinct he possessed as an alpha male.

The sight of Micah touching himself so openly sent a surge of lust coursing through A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt's veins, making it nearly impossible for him to maintain any semblance of control. With one swift movement, he tore his own shirt off, revealing his sculpted torso and hardened nipples. "So eager..." He growled, moving closer to the bed. "Just what I wanted to see." His words were hot against Micah's ear as he knelt beside him, reaching out to grip Micah's wrist roughly, stilling his movements.

"No," he rasped. "You're not touching yourself until I say so." He leaned in, kissing a trail along Micah's neck and collarbone before moving upward toward his jaw. His free hand traveled lower on Micah's body, grasping his hard length through his pants. "But don't worry," he purred against wet skin, "I'll take care of that for you." With a wicked grin, he leaned back and yanked Micah's pants down in one swift motion, freeing his cock at last.

"That's it, baby," he crooned, stroking the length of his shaft from base to tip as Micah arched off the bed, eyes rolled back in pleasure. "You feel so good." He leaned forward again and took Micah's hardness into his mouth, sucking eagerly as his tongue flickered across the sensitive skin of the head. His other hand moved up, cupping one perfect breast as he squeezed and massaged, roughening his touch until Micah cried out in need.

A growl rumbled deep in his throat

As he felt the other male's ass twitch beneath his touch, a surge of dominance coursed through him like fire. With a growl that echoed off the walls, he reached around and gripped Micah roughly by the hips, yanking him forward until their bodies were flush once more. He groaned low in his throat as their cocks rubbed together with each breath, the friction driving him closer and closer to the edge of release.

His free hand left Micah's breast momentarily, only to circle around behind the other male and grip his ass cheek firmly, squeezing and kneading as if testing its resilience. His thumb brushed against Micah's tight hole, teasing the sensitive nerve endings before pressing harder against it in a warning that he knew damn well would only make Micah want more.

With his other hand still wrapped around Micah's cock, he sucked harder, drawing pre-cum from the slit as his tongue continued to flicker and dance across the sensitive skin of the head. "Feel that?" He growled against the smooth skin of Micah's neck, voice thick with arousal. "You belong to me now...and soon you'll know just how good it feels to be mine." The heat in his eyes flared brighter as he looked down at Micah, pupils dilated nearly to the point of losing all trace of their familiar brown color.

"Say it," he demanded harshly, voice rough from exertion and desire. "Tell me you're mine." His fingers dug deeper into Micah's flesh, leaving marks that would no doubt be visible for days to come as his grip tightened unmercifully around the other male.

But deep down,

With a growl that vibrated through his chest and into Micah's core, he stood abruptly, tossing the other male onto his back on the bed with a force that sent a shockwave of desire racing through every inch of their connected bodies. With one swift movement, he gripped Micah's hips and lifted him higher, guiding his own achingly hard length to the wet heat of Micah's entrance.

"This is what you wanted," he growled down at Micah, eyes narrowed in concentration as he began to thrust into the other male's body with force, their hips slapping together in a rhythm that spoke volumes about their connection. "So take it." His free hand reached up to grip Micah's shoulder roughly, holding him still as he claimed the younger male over and over again, each thrust deeper than the last, pushing his way into Micah's body until there was nothing left between them but hot skin and raw need.

"Mate me," he snarled, hips rocking faster now, body arched back as he lost control to the primitive urges surging through him like wildfire. "Claim me as your own." His words were guttural and harsh, but there was no mistaking the desperation in his voice, the raw need for this moment to become real...for them to be bound together forever.