He dipped his head away from the snap of teeth, bowing on his neck and shying away from that contact alone. He knew better than most that his status reigned here and now, that the alpha was in clear command of their interactions and there was nothing left of the old structure. They were doing this and anything else that the Soldier wanted, and he was here to sing his pleasure for it and fight back the little that he could. He never thought that Soldier was an alpha that wanted a meek mate, one all balled up and crying; they had always fought, a give and take even if in the end, needs were satisfied and he would endure the chuckling mockery of being wrecked all over again.
Right now, that didn't matter. The concrete dust smell, the silence of the small enclosure and the fierceness of the alpha making clear promises of where this was going faster than his mind liked but not fast enough for his body that wanted to be filled and claimed. He was reduced to acting like some virgin every time, and he wriggled and dug his ruined nails and fingertips into the hard concrete as the rush of alpha smell hit him full force and he knew.
He resisted because he could, but his mouth was watering enough that he was left spitting and shaking his head as the Soldier's thick cock pressed up against him. It was as much a threat as a promise and his entrance gave a half-hearted clench before they were coming together, and his mind went blank to anything but the very idea of mating. He couldn't move, not really but he could squirm and was free to thrust back, which he did with a destructive eagerness, feeling the full scope of his alpha's erection driving his walls apart, fitting inside of him like it was made to be there. And there he went mewling between harsh growling sounds as he shoved back with the same kind of brutality as the Soldier thrusting into him managed. They were both at war and on the same side in this.
"Come on, come on, come on," was like a slurred mantra, his head trying to crane back toward his shoulders, but the Soldier's hold was absolute. His slick coated them both, mingled with the precum of his Soldier, and there was such a fantastic drag and slide of flesh that he was just that eighteen-year-old again being fucked in the back of their supply truck, legs spread wide and the Soldier's face millimeters from his marking gland. It was like that, just a different position and a different time. The overwhelming needy pleasure was the same. "Harder... come on...!"
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Right now, that didn't matter. The concrete dust smell, the silence of the small enclosure and the fierceness of the alpha making clear promises of where this was going faster than his mind liked but not fast enough for his body that wanted to be filled and claimed. He was reduced to acting like some virgin every time, and he wriggled and dug his ruined nails and fingertips into the hard concrete as the rush of alpha smell hit him full force and he knew.
He resisted because he could, but his mouth was watering enough that he was left spitting and shaking his head as the Soldier's thick cock pressed up against him. It was as much a threat as a promise and his entrance gave a half-hearted clench before they were coming together, and his mind went blank to anything but the very idea of mating. He couldn't move, not really but he could squirm and was free to thrust back, which he did with a destructive eagerness, feeling the full scope of his alpha's erection driving his walls apart, fitting inside of him like it was made to be there. And there he went mewling between harsh growling sounds as he shoved back with the same kind of brutality as the Soldier thrusting into him managed. They were both at war and on the same side in this.
"Come on, come on, come on," was like a slurred mantra, his head trying to crane back toward his shoulders, but the Soldier's hold was absolute. His slick coated them both, mingled with the precum of his Soldier, and there was such a fantastic drag and slide of flesh that he was just that eighteen-year-old again being fucked in the back of their supply truck, legs spread wide and the Soldier's face millimeters from his marking gland. It was like that, just a different position and a different time. The overwhelming needy pleasure was the same. "Harder... come on...!"