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The alpha stared at the bruised knuckles that looked extremely painful—and recent, judging by the redness of the skin around them. Remi pulled his hand back and cradled it protectively against his chest. Dimitrios' eyes narrowed. It was clear that Remi had hit someone or something, the question was why? Had he been in a fight?
“Oh… that.” He watched as Remi’s expression got a little smug. “Some jerk alpha on the train thought it would be fun to grope my ass on the way here. I thought it would be fun to knock him unconscious.”
Dimitrios' brows rose in surprise again. His pretty boy was a little firecracker and full of surprises. This knowledge only made his attraction stronger. Though, the thought of someone touching him, and especially touching him against his will, had Dimitrios’ inner alpha snarling with anger. He told himself that it was just because Remi was an omega, and he would feel the same about anyone. If Dimitrios repeated that to himself enough, he might even start to believe it.
“Are you okay?” Dimitrios asked, giving him a once-over looking for injuries.
“Totally fine. It’s not the first time or the last time I’ve had to deal with a groper on the train or bus. It’s not a big deal.” Remi waved off the concern with a flippant hand.
It sounded like a big deal to Dimitrios, but it wasn’t really his place to comment on Remi’s life. He wasn’t his boyfriend, hell, they weren’t even friends. They were acquaintances at best, and he wasn’t going to push his opinions on the omega who seemed to have handled the situation well enough on his own.
“Well, I hope you broke his damn nose.”
Remi giggled, making Dimitrios' stomach dip at the pretty sound and smiling face of the omega.
“I think I did, actually.” Remi leaned forward and rested his elbow on the table, putting his chin in his hand and mirroring Dimitrios' posture. “So… we were talking about sex.”
Dimitrios watched as Remi licked over his bottom lip and gray eyes met his with an expression that was questioning and a little teasing. Dimitrios could smell the sweetening in the air between them and had to hold in a growl as he caught the scent of Remi’s slick. His cock jerked at the knowledge that the omega was aroused, was already wet for him. Fuck he wanted to skip dinner and go straight home with him.
“We were… you were telling me why you wanted to be a sugar baby?” Dimitrios prompted.
“Ah yes. Well I’m not looking for a mate. Alphas my age get attached too quickly and want to jump straight to committing themselves for life. I just want to have a little fun, and I don’t want to have to deal with all the petty, clingy, possessiveness that comes with dating an alpha.” There was a short pause where they stared eye to eye, studying each other. “I just want someone who will give me a decent orgasm.”
“I can definitely help with that.”
Remi quirked his lips and gave him a penetrating look. “Can you?”
The challenge was there, and it had Dimitrios' alpha fraught with tension as he fought the urge to bend the omega over the table and make him scream so loud the entire restaurant would hear him beg for Dimitrios' knot. He satisfied himself by reaching his hand forward and swiping a thumb over Remi’s pretty bottom lip, then pressing it inside his mouth. His thumb was surrounded by delicious warm wetness as the omega gently sucked on the intruding digit. Dimitrios pressed his thumb down, trapping the omega’s tongue under it for a moment as he leaned forward.
“I most definitely can, pretty boy. I’m gonna have so much fun with you, making you beg for my cock.” The alpha said lowly.
Remi was hard and he was wet, too wet for a public place. He felt an urge that he’d never felt before. He wanted to submit, to turn his eyes down and whine in obedience. He was shocked by his own desire to let himself be reigned over by this alpha. It was unfamiliar, but it had him aching between his legs.
Dimitrios was going to cum. He was so totally about to blow a fucking load right in the middle of this restaurant as Remi’s eyes closed and he let out a little whimpering noise. He could smell his slick so strongly that he knew the omega’s underwear must be soaked. Remi was not only wet for him, but he was submitting to him, accepting Dimitrios' control and allowing it freely. Fuck.
He slid his thumb out of Remi’s mouth and pushed back in slowly, repeating the motion a few times, fucking his finger into the warm, slick softness of the omega’s mouth. He heard footsteps outside their little room, and remembered where they were. He quickly pulled his finger free with a little ‘pop’ sound and a tiny gasp from Remi.
The omega’s eyes opened and looked at him. The gray gaze that met his was glazed with lust and his bottom lip was wet and shining in the soft light. Gods, Dimitrios swore that this had to be the most beautiful male to ever exist. Remi’s chest was rising and falling rapidly, pupils blown and cheeks flushed. He looked ready to be fucked. But before Dimitrios could do anything about the look, the partition was pushed aside and he watched as Remi came back to himself. His eyes cleared and he sat back, pushing his hair back from his face and taking a deep breath.
“Excuse me. I need to use the restroom.”
Before Dimitrios could say anything, Remi was up and walking out of the parlor. He wanted to follow after him, but knew it wasn’t a good idea. He wouldn’t be able to stop himself once he got started. He sighed and sat back in his chair, as the blushing waiter put bread on the table and excused himself. Dimitrios knew why he was blushing. The room smelled like slick and probably a little like cum, given the amount of pre-cum he was producing.
Dimitrios used the opportunity to get himself back together a little. At least, as best as he could manage with a raging erection. He took his suit jacket off and let it drape over the back of his chair, loosening his tie and unbuttoning the top button of his shirt, suddenly sweltering in the small room that still smelled like vanilla bean scented slick. He took a few deep breaths, trying to ignore the scent that filled the air and clear his head. He needed to calm down. There were still things he needed to discuss with Remi.
Remi walked quickly to the restroom, eyes on the floor as he rushed past tables. He tried to ignore the warm squish of slick between his legs with every step, but knew that he must smell like arousal to a point that others noticed. He pushed into the bathroom and locked himself in the first stall, leaning back against the door and trying to even his breaths. Remi was pretty sure he’d never been this turned on in his life. He was so hard that it was starting to hurt, and they hadn’t even done anything yet. He needed to chill out and stop being so horny in the middle of dinner.
Remi took deep breaths to clear his head, running his hands through his hair and giving the blond strands a little tug. He quickly pulled his pants and underwear down and tried to clean up the copious amounts of slick that had gathered in his boxers. It was a losing battle, but he wasn’t about to throw his slick-soaked underwear away in a public bathroom. Especially not a restaurant this nice. He needed the extra layer of protection anyway, since he doubted Dimitrios was done turning him on.
He did his best to clean up, then went to the sinks to wash his hands. He studied his face in the mirror, noticing how red his cheeks were from blushing. He dried his hands and pressed them to his cheeks, trying to cool the skin, but it didn’t actually help much. He ran his hands through his hair, fixing it back to normal. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He needed to talk to Dimitrios about his payment, this wasn’t a date. It was a business deal, and he needed to get his head in the game. There was time for sex later… hopefully.
As Remi pushed the partition aside and re-entered the parlor, he almost turned right around and walked out. Dimitrios' jacket was off, his tie loose and sleeves rolled to his elbows. Remi’s eyes raked over every bulge of hard muscle that he could see under the white cotton. His eyes trailed down to the alpha’s bare forearms, biting his lips at the tawny skin and visible veins that threaded under his skin. He tried to ignore the shot of arousal that slid down his spine as he closed the partition and walked to his chair.
“Hi.” Remi said as he sat in his seat, grabbing his wine and draining the glass, hoping that the drink would help bolster him up.
“Hi.” Dimitrios smiled as he watched Remi drink. “So… before we get distracted again, we need to discuss the financial side of this arrangement.”
“Agreed.” Remi gave a nod and a little smile as Dimitrios refilled Remi’s wine glass and topped off his own.
