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Ishir blinked dumbly as Zee kept talking.
That hadn’t gone as expected, but something was telling him Zee wasn’t going to forget the comment.
They were called into the restaurant eventually, each ordering a loaded burger with fries and a milkshake to share.
Zee grinned as they both leaned in at the same time. “It’s like a movie,” he whispered giddily, tangling their legs together.
“I finally got my man,” Ishir retorted.
“Psh,I’mthe main character. I gotmyman.”
“You wish you had the depth and ability to carry a movie. Like, I love you, but I’m clearly the star.”
Zee just peered at him for a while with a big smile on his face, the expression contagious.
Ishir was pleasantly full as they left the restaurant, walking to the car slowly, Ishir drifting in the air, as light as he’d ever been.
“That was fun,” he sighed when they arrived at his apartment, unlocking the door.
“Yeah? Good first date?”
“Perfect,” Ishir said truthfully.
“You don’t want to go back to that Alpha you were eyeing outside the diner?” Zee asked casually.
Ishir froze. He’d completely forgotten about that. He put a finger to his chin, making a thoughtful hum.
Zee was on him at once, backing him up into the living room. “Yeah, you want me to call him? Tell him you’re so desperate you’ll let anybody in?”
Ishir was panting, stumbling to his bedroom. “I don’t know. Maybe he’d fuck me better than you do.”
Zee snarled, igniting every prey instinct in Ishir, making him run the last few feet to his bed. It was just in time, too, as Zee got him from the middle and tackled him, both of them landing on the mattress.
Zee pinned him, knees on either side of him, hand on his throat. Ishir could barely breathe—not because Zee was crushing his airway, but because he was so suddenly, viciously turned-on that all the blood in his brain had travelled south.
“Zee—” he was cut off by Zee’s growling mouth on his, pushing inside, making Ishir moan.
Zee pulled away and stripped both of them of their clothes with brutal efficiency. He loomed over Ishir, already hard, eyes piercing. “Turn around.”
Taking a shaky breath, Ishir did, flopping onto his front. Zee wasted no time in getting him on his knees and then he gave Ishir one, two, three ruthless slaps on his ass.
Ishir cried out, but he didn’t even have time to register the stinging pain—Zee was between his cheeks, lapping at his hole.
“Oh, God. Oh, God,” Ishir whined. His forehead thumped on the bed and he arched his spine, knees splaying further apart.
Zee was relentless. He pushed a spit-slicked thumb inside and licked after it, reaching inside Ishir, a ransacking. He toyed with Ishir’s rim, pulling at it slightly, eating him out like a punishment.
Ishir writhed, dick dripping. He tried to shift back to get more, but all that did was cause Zee to lean away and smack him again. “You want it so bad, you take what I give you.”
A thready noise left Ishir’s throat, but he held still, trembling in place.
Zee was as thorough and vindictive as always. By the time he got the lube and fingered him open, Ishir was drooling on the sheets.
Ishir sobbed as Zee rubbed the head of his cock against his entrance. He teased there, Ishir straining not to move, moaning as Zee finally pushed in.
Fuck, that felt good.
The stretch was everything he wanted, only getting better when Zee slammed inside for good.
