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The first time Daddy invited his friends over for dinner Steve had been terrified that he’d do something bad and disappoint his Daddy and make him look bad in front of his friends. He was scared to show them his body, his breasts were swollen and he couldn’t help being embarrassed. Daddy always assured him that it was natural and something to be proud of and inside their little bubble he allowed himself to believe that.
“I don’t want to be naked,” he said, naked, scrunching the tea towel he’d been using to dry the dishes in his hands.
Hopper looked at him like he’d hung the moon; that just made him huff. He knew he was cute and pretty and the bestest boy, he just didn’t want this.
“Don’t worry, Baby, I'm not ready to show you off to my friends like that. I want them to meet the omega that has me so thoroughly wrapped around their finger. I was thinking you could wear some shorts and one of my shirts.”
Steve moaned just at the thought of being around people and looking owned. He already was scented of Daddy inside and out, but with a real tangible item that was clear to see… He felt slick start to flow, his pussy getting wet.
Hopper let out a bur, closing the distance between them, taking Steve’s face in his hands and kissing him deep and claiming. “If I'd known dressing you in my clothes in front of people would turn you on…” he cut himself off leaning into Steve’s neck and latched onto Steve’s scent gland, sucking hard.
The fresh sweet scent of milk started to mix with the lust and Hopper growled. Steve tugged on his hair harshly to get him off his neck. “Don’t fuss, Daddy, I just want you here,” Steve knew how to play his Daddy, he did after all have him wrapped around his finger.
He purred when Daddy started to lick his puffy nipples. Lapping then suckling at one while massaging the swell of the other. Steve’s head fell back, letting his Daddy hold him still with a hand on his back. He was getting hard and hissed when Daddy’s leg lightly brushed across his skin.
He wanted Daddy’s cock, every time he drank from Steve he needed his Daddy inside of him, it was like his nipples had a direct line to his cunt. He tried to pull Hopper off his chest but the alpha just sucked harder. “You're a little milk drunk, Daddy?” Steve said fondly, stroking his hands through Daddy’s hair. “Come on, you want me to ride your cock, don’t you?”
Steve laughed as Hopper slowly detached and looked up at Steve. His pupils were blown and the lightest hint of red bled into the sides. He growled before shoving his face in Steve’s neck, lifting Steve off his feet and making him squeal. Daddy walked them into the den and softly lay Steve down in the nest. Hopper tried to lay over him but that wasn’t Steve’s plan.
“No, Daddy, you lay back, I'll show you how good you are to me.” Steve hushed him, gently maneuvering him to where he wanted Daddy to be. He was so hard it looked painful, the head purple and his knot starting to inflate already. “Good, Daddy.” Steve growled right as he tossed a leg over Hopper and let his cock slide between his soaking folds.
Hopper’s arms came up, resting his hands softly on Steve’s hips. Steve circled his hips, leaning down to lay on Daddy's chest pushing his cocklet into the softness of Daddy’s belly and leaning his head forward until he could reach Daddy’s lips to kiss him. It was messy and claiming; Steve used his teeth, pulling Daddy’s bottom lip until it popped back. He was met with a growl and the feeling of Hop’s cock kicking up under him.
Steve sat up and rested his hands over Daddy’s pecs, thumbing over his nipples idly as he slid back and forth getting Daddy’s cock wet and dripping. Angling his hips just right, his cock caught at Steve’s entrance then he pushed back swallowing Daddy’s thick cock inside Steve’s sweet pussy.
They both groaned, Daddy’s hips tried to buck up but Steve was faster, he used his hands to hold him. On his knees Steve hooked his feet on top of Hopper’s thighs, silently telling his alpha to stay still. If Hop was inclined to push Steve off he’d have no trouble but Steve could see the way his alpha was basking in Steve’s attention, milk drunk and horny. He circled his hips slowly, feeling how deep Daddy was inside him, Steve tossed his head back, Daddy’s hand floated up his body to lay over Steve’s throat, the slightest pressure and assurance. Steve shuddered and clenched down at the feeling, and Daddy unconsciously thrust up.
Steve held onto Hopper's arm with one hand, the other lay on his chest for balance then he started to move. First it was slow, Steve lifting up just a bit then dropping back down. When Daddy started to whine Steve laughed.
“You can dole it out but you can’t take it, Daddy?” He was being cheeky but that couldn’t be helped. His alpha was lost to the sweet drop and Steve couldn’t feel more proud of himself and his Daddy for letting go of his need to control and listening to his other instincts. Steve didn't hold back now he had his alpha under control. He was dripping and so damn horny that all he could do now was chase his own orgasm.
Hopper’s cock was hard as nails, hot and perfect. Steve already had to bully Daddy’s cock in his pussy and the stretch had them moaning in tandem again. As he bounced up and down he felt milk dribble down his chest, he took one hand and gathered it up on his fingers, leaning forward to feed it to Daddy. The angle rubbed the knot against his g-spot. Steve couldn’t have moved anymore even if he wanted to because as soon as the taste of his milk hit Daddy’s his mouth his knot popped and Steve’s cunt answered rhythmically clenching down. Steve let out a scream as his cocklet kicked up, his omega seed splashing up Daddy’s chest, his pussy squirting, slick shooting out past the stretch of the knot.
He was starting to bulge by the time Daddy stopped coming. Steve had found the right angle to lay on his chest twirling his chest hair with a finger absently until Daddy started to move under him and then his knot deflated enough to slip free, seed and slick rushing out. Daddy still wasn’t back from his drop but his alpha side was fine and he shifted Steve further up his chest then started to push the mess back into his cunt.
“Mm such a good Daddy, keeping me full of your come. Gonna need to come down my throat later just to make sure your friends know whose I am.” Steve purred into Daddy’s neck. And laughed when Hopper’s arms came around him and squeezed him tight “mine”.
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Steve had found a book on dinner parties at the library and was so proud of himself, serving canapes and a three course meal. He got so many compliments he thought his head might float away with how full it was. Hopper insisted he sat on his lap and hand fed him as he chatted with his friends.
After drinks on the porch, Daddy came inside to where he was clearing the dining table. “Hey, Baby,” Hopper said, encompassing Steve in a big hug, the type where Steve felt as if he disappeared into Hopper’s chest. “Would you be ok if Benny stays back for a few drinks.”
Steve must have looked unsure because Hopper followed with “It’s fine if you don’t, it’s up to you and Daddy won’t be upset with whatever you choose.”
Steve tipped his head to the side showing off his neck as he thought, “But I don’t have any cheese or chocolates ready.”
Daddy laughed and Steve scrunched his nose up. “Baby you’ve made the most beautiful delicious meal for me and my friends, you’ve done so well there is no need for more. We’re just going to have a cigar and catch up. You know he’s Daddy’s closest friend right?” Steve nodded, “Well sometimes like you with Robin, you want a little one on one conversation.”
Steve smiled, “I best say goodbye to our guests, I have left over pie I've boxed up for all of them.” Steve showed Hopper the little parcels on the counter and earned himself a long sensual kiss that had Steve starting to slick. That only made Daddy growl with pride, taking half the boxes and walking them out with Steve. His chest didn’t stop rumbling as he helped pass out the party favors and say goodbye to everyone.
Benny came in with Hopper, Steve was already there with a couple of their crystal glasses for special occasions and the good whiskey. He set it down on the lounge table and fussed at Daddy to sit down so he could go get his cigars and they could relax. Once Steve had set them up and the aroma of tobacco had started to fill the air, he went about doing the dishes.
“Baby,” Daddy called out, “come here. We can do those together tomorrow, take a load off those pretty little feet.”
Steve was wearing a pair of ankle socks with frills around the edge. He went to take a seat on the sofa before Daddy grabbed his arm and pulled him off balance and onto his lap. “That’s better, snuggle up, Baby.”
Steve did as he was told, snuffling his way into Daddy’s neck and licking over his scent gland as he let himself soften and relax. The gentle rumble of Daddy’s chest was so soothing he found himself drifting in and out of sleep, letting the deep voices wash over him. He woke when Daddy jostled him, a moment later feeling mortified when he realised how wet he was, he was ruining the little shorts he was wearing. He didn’t want to pull his face from Daddy’s neck but he finally coaxed him free.
He dared to look at Benny who was a little flushed, but he didn’t see any judgement. “‘S’ok, Baby. Benny grew up in a traditional family, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. He knows you're a perfect, satisfied omega. Mine.”
Steve whipped at the drool on his chin and pushed himself off Daddy’s lap. “Thank you for coming, Sir.”
Benny tipped his head to Steve showing off his bare neck for Hopper’s benefit. Steve stood leaning against the door frame as Daddy walked Benny to his truck. He realised before it was too late that he hadn’t given Benny his piece of pie, dashing to the kitchen then out to the pair.
“We’ll talk about it, see how he feels,” Hopper was saying just as he ran up. Daddy took him under his arm, “What’s this about Baby?”
“You almost forgot your pie.” Steve explained, thrusting the package into Benny’s hand.
“Thank you, Steve.” Benny said, ducking his chin to his chest. Steve couldn’t help the purr that came out.
“Alright you, off you go, it’s too cold for you out here.” Daddy said, tapping him on the butt as he ran back to the house.
Steve curled up in the nest, having pushed his shorts and panties off and laid in nothing but Daddy’s shirt and his socks that always made him feel cute. He was lightly scenting some pillows when he heard the rumbled bur come from Hopper in the doorway.
“So proud of you Baby. Jesus, you looked every bit the satisfied and cared for omega. My friends loved you.”
Daddy showed his pride and thanks by eating him out, making him come three times with his fingers and mouth, sucking his tits and playing with his button until Steve was shaking and crying from over stimulation. When he was done, Daddy dropped down next to Steve, rubbing his cheek over Steve’s then kissing him with Steve’s slick on his lips. “Sleep now, Baby, I love you.”
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Hopper loved to see Steve get excited about things. Steve’s current interest made Hopper so happy. Steve had been taking out as many books he could find at the library about traditional lifestyle. There had been a lot of flops, ones he could tell were written by progressives, but that didn’t stop Steve, he just pushed it aside to the return box and kept on reading.
It was evening when Steve came to him. “Daddy, my eyes are getting tired. Can you read for me?”
His sleep had been off, his milk cycle was causing him a bit of pain that even Hop’s help couldn’t ease completely. He kept jolting awake when he turned over or brushed up against his chest. Hopper took the book, encouraging Steve to sit in his lap as he wrapped him in his arms and opened the book.
“Rules and traditions.” He read the title, “Sounds like a bit of a dry read, Baby.”
“No, Daddy, it’s important, need to know everything so I can be perfect for you.” Steve declared as he started to unbutton Hopper’s top button so he could get his cold hands under the fabric and onto the warm skin. Hopper hissed, but then Steve giggled and he couldn’t help pulling him closer.
“Alright then, let’s start.” He was right, it was a dry read, but Steve was content listening to him and asking questions when he had them.
“In long past tradition the pack leader will show off his omega to his second.” Hopper sucked in a breath waiting to see what his Baby thought, Steve just wiggled in his lap so he went on. “Often sexual in nature, it’s a show of dominance and possession, showing off his mate. It also ensures the pack will remain strong, and assures the pack alpha that his mate will be taken care of if something were to happen to him.”
Steve whined, “Don’t worry Baby nothing's going to happen to me.” Hopper started to run his hand up and down Steve’s back, until he was purring and slick scented the air.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, Baby, what’s up?”
Steve wiggled more until he could straddle his lap, with his legs parted the scent of slick was so much stronger. “Do they still do that? The sharing thing?”
“It’s not common these days, Baby. We don’t live in packs anymore.” Steve seemed to deflate a little and Hopper knew his Baby was falling for the idea. When he scented a little sad, Hopper had him hooked. “Did you want to try this, Baby?”
Steve looked at him wide eyed. “Of course not, I'd never want anyone but you. I’m your bestest boy, not anyone else’s.”
“I know that, Baby, but that doesn’t mean you don’t like the sound of it.”
Steve covered his face with his hands, the deep red cheeks peeked through his fingers. Hopper pried them away and smiled fondly. “You’d like someone to see me take you, see how much you're my bestest boy, my perfect toy?” The scent of slick became heady. “Sitting on my cock while I talk with Benny yeah? Or would you like to show him how obedient you are, make you my perfect stool? Hold my ashtray while you're on your knees?”
Steve moaned and his hips pushed down, Hopper’s jeans felt soaked immediately, “You really like that, don’t you. Fuck, Baby, you’re so perfect.”
The book was left forgotten where it fell to the floor as Hopper stood up, too desperate to make it to the nest he bent Steve over the dinning table and fucked him so hard Steve couldn’t speak.
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“Daddy?" Steve called out. He knew Hopper was somewhere in the house, but he was too much of a chicken to go find him while he worked himself up. He was twisting the elastic waist of his favourite yellow panties he was in the middle of folding up. He didn’t know why he always got himself into such a mess over these things. Daddy never made him feel bad for anything he asked, he even loved when Steve used his words.
But dammit why did he have to actually use his words this time. Steve just kept walking in circles, still twisting the panties and ruining the elastic with his hands. It wasn’t as if they hadn’t talked about it already, still Steve wasn’t sure if it was just that. A hot intense dirty talk that had him coming his brain out at just the thought. He had to break out of his spiral, he threw the panties across the room and charged out.
He crashed into his Daddy’s hard chest in his rush to leave the room. “Hey, Baby, where are you going in such a hurry?” Daddy caught him around the waist and picked him up, spinning him around. Steve giggled until he snorted, which made him wriggle free and give Daddy a stern look. He knew Steve got horribly embarrassed when he laugh-snorted and he knew his Daddy liked to tease him about it.
“Don’t give me that look, you were having fun and now you're embarrassed.” Daddy said, only lightly teasing. Steve just stood firmer. “So what were you doing?” Hop asked.
Steve had gotten so caught up in being grumpy at Daddy for having fun- yeah it sounded petty to him too- that he’d forgotten what had him rushing to start with. He relaxed, head dropping to look at his toes which curled in the carpet.
“I- well I was thinking I could meet your friends,” he blurted out his cheeks filled with heat.
Hopper looked at him, eyebrows raised and the slightest curl of his lips to show a smile. “You’ve already met my friends, Baby.” He said, pulling Steve close and running his nose through his hair while his chest rumbled.
Steve was close to melting into the touch and forgetting everything he was going to say until Hopper tickled the hair around his ear as he huffed at his neck. “Come on then, what are you asking for, Baby?”
Steve stepped back shaking his head to get Daddy’s scent out of his nose to stop the muddled feeling in his head. “Not like that Daddy.” Steve said with a huff.
“Then how?” Hopper asked, and Steve started to get a little cranky because he could see the tease in Hopper’s face. He knew exactly what Steve was asking about and he was making him use his god damned words again. He tried to stop that talk in his head, knowing his luck Daddy would have his spooky know everything radar on and he’d end up over his knee.
“You’re being mean, you know that right?” Steve whined, one hand on his hip the other half way up to point at Hop’s chest before he drew it back fast, eyes darting away from Daddy’s glare. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, staring at his feet as he toed the carpet. “Like how we talked about.” Steve huffed.
“Oh, Baby. You want Daddy to invite Benny over and show him how much of an obedient and satisfied omega he has?”
Steve didn’t reply, the scent of slick filling the room was answer enough. His cocklet twitched and tented his panties making them look stretched with a wet patch where his cocklet reached the elastic waist. He loved how much his slick sent his Daddy wild, the way his nostrils flared and his eyes darkened.
More and more now Daddy’s eyes had been bleeding red when he wanted Steve, possessiveness that was being fueled by the way Steve’s scent had been changing until he was completely covered inside and out with his Daddy’s scent. The daily feedings were a comfort to Steve too, who desired nothing more than to be completely owned by his Daddy.
“Look at you.” Hopper growled, Steve could feel the rumble of his chest as Daddy pulled him close until they were touching at every point.
“Mm what do you see?” Steve asked, he knew Daddy’s answer, it was always some version of the same thing but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to hear it said again.
Daddy’s lips pressed against the shell of his ear with a gentle kiss, he answered, “A perfect omega, made for his Daddy. Desperate for his Daddy’s attention, leaking down his thighs, already so wet and I haven’t even done anything yet. That pretty little cock, hard just for me, I see my one desire, my love and my future mate. I see forever and right now.”
Steve couldn’t help rocking his cock against Daddy’s thigh, whining and mewling as he let the words flow over him. Daddy lifted him up with his hands under Steve's thighs, high enough that his cocklet dragged across Daddy’s stomach. Daddy placed Steve on the kitchen table and dropped to his knees.
“Daddy?” Steve asked.
“Hush Baby, Daddy needs a feeding.”
Steve groaned, it sounded so dirty and made him twitch and get wetter. Daddy didn’t bother sliding the panties down his legs, instead he ripped them apart with his teeth, Steve let his legs fall open and shuddered as the cool air suddenly hit his hot wet pussy. He wasn’t cold for long before Daddy’s tongue started to lap at the slick down his thighs, working himself up his legs and cleaning him as he went.
Steve couldn’t stop shuddering, needing Daddy’s tongue closer, deeper, inside, outside he needed and Daddy wasn’t there. When he tried to grip Daddy’s hair he was met with a deep growl and a sharp bite to the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. It only made him moan longer getting wetter, his cocklet leaking even more. Daddy must have scented the difference because instead of concentrating where Steve wanted him he lifted up and took his cocklet into his mouth.
Daddy was right, it was the perfect size for him, being engulfed with Daddy’s mouth made him fall back, knocking a vase of flowers over, the dripping of water off the table was a distant noise as his blood rushed through his ears. His thighs were now gripping Daddy’s head like a vice, and he almost came when Daddy huffed a laugh and lifted off.
“Come when you want, Baby. As much as you want, want to be soaked in your slick.” Then he went straight back down and sucked hard as he took Steve in his mouth. He hadn’t realised he’d been holding on, but now he had permission his back arched almost painfully and he screamed as he came in Daddy’s mouth. He didn’t let off when he started to get sensitive and those moans turned to whimpers as he kept on sucking.
Daddy slid two fingers into his cunt, instantly curling up and finding his g-spot. With his cock in Daddy’s mouth and his fingers inside him Steve felt another orgasm build impossibly fast. He didn’t know what was where, all he knew was that Daddy was a wizard and he was making magic down there. His orgasm hit so hard his cunt clenched down and slick squirted out of him. Daddy rumbled, the sound rolling over his cock and ripping another orgasm from him.
Steve was shuddering and shaking, his legs falling from Daddy’s shoulders, his hands unable to move, he couldn’t stop shaking even when Daddy relented and moved up his body to lean over him and start to lap at the milk that was dribbling down his chest. Steve purred; it was the only thing he could do, his body was no longer his and he felt himself start to drop as he looked down at himself like a scene in front of him.
Daddy suckled at his chest for only a moment before he pulled his cock out, stripping it fast until Steve felt the first hot shot of come. He wanted to whine, he wanted that inside of him, but then Daddy was rubbing it into his skin even as he kept coming, aiming it over Steve until he was covered to the alpha’s liking.
When he came back to himself he was in the tub with Daddy, his large hands were soaping up his chest, wiping the soft sponge over his skin that still felt too sensitive to touch.
“Hey, Baby,” Daddy cooed, “you really know how to work me up don’t you?” He said with a laugh.
Steve didn’t have his words back yet so instead he rolled over laying chest to chest with Daddy and looked up at him blinking slowly. Then he rested his head on Daddy’s chest.
“Leave it with me, Daddy will make all the plans. You just need to keep being your perfect self.”
Steve wrinkled his forehead in confusion and Daddy leaned in and kissed the top of his head.
“You come up, Baby, we’ll check in when you’re back.” Steve let his eyes droop and close, he didn’t need to think and that was just what he wanted.
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“Baby, come here,” Hopper called out to Steve who was outside hanging clean sheets on a makeshift line Hopper had put up at Steve’s insistence, and he had to admit he loved the smell of fresh air on the sheets when they were placed back into the nest sun-warmed.
Steve had his outdoor sneakers on and nothing else, Hopper couldn’t help himself from getting a little hard at the sight. It was beyond adorable and the way Steve walked around naked without a second thought just did something to him.
“Yes, Daddy,” Steve came over right away to scent Hopper, rubbing their cheeks together. Steve had the smell of sunshine in his hair and the fabric softener they used wafted around him. Steve giggled when Hopper tickled breaths over Steve’s neck “What did you want?”
Hopper stepped back offering a seat at the dining table for Steve. “I was just thinking about Benny and wanted to know if you still want to give that a try?”
Steve blushed the slightest hint of slick in the air. “Uh- yes please.”
“Such good manners, Baby.” Hopper praised. “Now did you want to know when it’s happening or have Daddy organized it all?”
“You please.” Steve replied with a calm serene look on his face.
Steve handed over most decisions to Hopper now, he was so proud that his omega trusted him on such a level. He didn’t bring Steve over to sit in his lap, they had other important things to discuss and he didn’t think they’d be able to stop winding each other into some lust-filled moment. As it was he was itching to be done so he could take Steve up against a wall and feel his Baby’s legs wrapped around his middle.
Steve whined, breaking him from his thoughts. “Just thinking about you,” he explained, “We need to talk about what you do and don’t want to happen while we play.”
They discussed all the possible scenarios, Steve was very open to trying many things even Hopper wasn’t sure he'd have been comfortable with. Steve could stop at any time but unless he told them to stop or Hopper could tell he needed a break there wasn’t going to be any checking in. Steve would be what Hopper wanted him to be and nothing more.
When they were done, Hopper had Steve against the wall in seconds, Steve giggled as he bounced on Hopper’s cock, his arms wrapped around his neck he kissed his delight and moans into Hop's mouth. He pulled out before he could knot Steve, dropping him to his knees and feeding Steve his seed down his throat.
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Steve came home from a shopping trip with Robin. He’d been complaining about not having any good clothes for summer and Daddy gave him some money to go out and have fun. Robin treated him to his favourite lunch, they got fancy coffees and Steve felt heady from all the fun.
Benny was sitting at the table when he walked in, and Daddy walked to him in the doorway. Steve dropped the bags just inside the door and looked around Daddy to Benny. Pointing to himself he asked “Bestest boy?” and he felt his heart kick up his cheeks flush.
Daddy made that deep chuckle that Steve loved, and he was pulled into a hug, “Bestest boy in the world, my bestest boy.” When he was let go he peeked around Daddy and looked at Benny who was staring at the exchange with a soft look on his face.
“Your Daddy told me exactly how good his bestest boy is.” Benny said with a deep burr.
“Go say hello to Alpha Benny.” Daddy ordered, giving Steve a little tap on the bottom to get moving. “Properly,” he added just as Steve was about to duck his chin.
Steve looked back over his shoulder where Daddy nodded his head, this was something he’d learned about with all his research, not something he or Daddy did often but he quite liked the idea here. He dropped to his knees at Benny’s feet, ducked his chin to his chest and offered his wrist. Benny chuffed and made a noise Steve could feel was asking for permission. When Hopper answered with a gruff bark Benny held Steve’s hand up to his nose and scented him. It was quick, Benny was gentle putting his hand down to lay on his thighs with the other.
“Daddy and Benny are going to sit in the lounge, be a good boy and strip for me, I left a collar out in the den. When you’re done you can bring us our drinks.”
Steve moaned, walking in a daze to their den, “Oh and, omega, no touching yourself.” Steve shuddered, his jeans had started to get damp, if he wasn’t allowed to clean himself up then he was going to be a mess already. The collar Daddy laid out had the word “mine” punched into the dark leather. Putting his own collar on didn’t feel right but Daddy had said to do it. He began to panic a little, his mind was already going hazy and he didn’t know what to do. Before he could spiral Daddy was there in the room, taking his face in his hands and stroking over his cheeks with his thumbs.
“I’m here, Baby, what’s wrong? Do you want to stop?”
Steve just held up the collar in his hand and looked up at his Daddy with tears threatening to spill free.
“Oh you want me to put your collar on, ok, turn around and lift your hair up.”
Steve obeyed without words, and settled immediately once the leather was fixed around his neck. Steve turned back and was met with a kiss to the top of his head. “Ok Baby, you’re better now?”
Steve nodded. Daddy left the den giving Steve some time to settle if he needed. He folded up his clothes and placed the shopping bags on the chest of drawers. He padded out to the kitchen and gathered everything onto a tray and brought it over to the alphas. Steve thanked the summer job he took in high school as a server, he was easily able to fill a glass of whiskey for Hopper first then Benny. There were two cigars on the tray which stayed on there when Daddy pointed at the coffee table.
Steve set it down and returned to Daddy’s side where his kneeling pad sat. He let out a sigh then a purr as he settled into his role as the perfect omega for his Daddy.
“He’s well trained,” Benny said, as if Steve wasn’t there. Steve almost moaned, he definitely felt himself get wetter. “So eager, so receptive."
Steve let the conversation wash over him as he remained in his spot; slick was dripping from him and his kneeling pad was getting soaked. He was hardly brought back to the presence with a rough hand scruffing his neck. “I was talking to you, omega.” Hopper said and Steve shuddered, let out a whimper. Daddy sounded mad and Steve didn’t know why.
“Hands and knees, I want to put my legs up.”
Steve’s head swam, he shouldn’t be so turned on, becoming nothing more than an object should have upset him, but he wanted it so much. Hopper didn’t really put much pressure on his back, just resting the one leg over the center of his back. It was easy to fall back into his hazy mindset. He didn’t need to think, or do anything. He was Daddy’s object to do what he wanted to do with, it was so easy to become nothing.
Steve whimpered when Daddy removed his leg, swayed slightly when there was nothing keeping him in place. He didn’t look up though, he wanted to clench his legs together and try to stem the flow of slick but again he just stayed where he was and waited.
“Such a dirty stool, wet at both ends, making a mess of my floor.” Steve shuddered as the words flowed over him. “I have a mind to make it clean up this mess.”
He was nothing but an it. He made a filthy sound that earned him a hard smack on the ass. “Furniture doesn’t make a sound.”
His arms had started to shake and his knees burned from the position, so he was relieved when Daddy pulled him up to stand by his hair. It hurt, and tears pricked in his eyes but it was the thing he needed to get his bearings again.
“Open.”
Steve looked up for the first time and gawked at Hop. He was holding some sort of gag, not something he was used to, it looked to have a piece for an attachment. Hopper took that moment to shove it in his mouth and do it up tightly.
He looked shocked before he moaned around the intrusion. He hadn’t noticed the small stool that was placed next to Benny’s chair until he was turned and pushed down on it. He was grateful to be off his knees. He wasn’t so sure about that when Benny screwed an ashtray to the gag. Steve’s eyes went wide and he felt a bit of panic strike. He must have smelt different because Hopper came over to light Benny’s cigar and stopped for a moment to stroke his hand through Steve’s hair.
They had signals in their everyday life for when they might want something to stop. Steve was supposed to tap twice on Daddy’s thigh if he wanted to stop. Once if he was ok to continue. He tapped once. That earned him a growl and Daddy pulled his hair so he was baring his neck to Benny.
“Apologise,” he growled.
Steve wasn’t sure how he was supposed to around the gag and just blinked glassy eyes at Hopper.
“I don’t want to ask twice.”
Steve did his best, the words barely distinguishable but it was deemed good enough as his hair was released and he was looking straight ahead again.
“Stay.” Hopper ordered, then took his cigar and the glass ashtray and returned to his own chair.
He jumped when he felt fingers run through his hair, his eyes darted to Daddy who gave him the smallest of nods. It felt wrong and so right. He wanted to lean into the touch, as it sent shivers down his spine.
“God he’s so receptive.” Benny said again, voice deep.
From where he was, below the smell of cigar smoke he could scent how turned on Benny was. But he didn’t scare Steve, he knew Daddy wouldn’t make him do anything he didn’t want to do and he was more than aware how possessive he could be. He let that settle over him and dropped into the haze becoming nothing but a thing to be used.
He wasn’t sure how long it had been when he was finally tussled from his spot. The gag was removed ever so gently and his jaw was being massaged by big hands he’d know any day. He didn’t think he could move on his own now even if he wanted to. He had dropped so far that he barely felt his limbs. That was ok because Daddy picked him up under his arms and carried him over to his chair where he sat back, pulled Steve onto his lap chest to back, and pulled his legs wide open so they lay over the arms of the chair.
“Look at that pretty pussy.” Benny whistled through his teeth.
The feeling of being seen, displaying himself like that and so vulnerable was doing things to Steve. His stomach flipped with shame but he couldn’t stop feeling like he was going to come from Benny just looking. He wasn’t sure how he was going to hold back when someone eventually touched him.
Daddy ran his hands up the insides of Steve’s thighs, spreading his slick over the skin. He pressed a kiss into his hair and tapped Steve’s thigh with one finger. Steve let his head fall all the way back onto Daddy’s shoulder and tapped his thigh. That was all the encouragement he needed to move his hands to where Steve so desperately wanted them.
Daddy ran his fingers from Steve’s ass through his fold and over his cocklet, gather the slick, and held his fingers up showing Benny how the slick dripped from them and landed on Steve’s chest. He’d started dripping milk at some point and that was making a mess of him too. Daddy barely dipped his fingers into his pussy before Steve came, his little cock spurting up over his stomach. He felt Daddy’s chuckle rumble through his body.
He tensed and thought for a moment he’d be in trouble but Daddy rumbled and Benny made a sound he’d not heard from another alpha before. Steve looked up and over to the other alpha who had his cock out and was palming it, eyes a laser focus on Steve’s cunt. He moaned low and long. His body felt alight, he was sensitive everywhere and he seriously thought he might combust. The way Daddy was barely touching his pussy was doing nothing to help.
“You gonna come again like a good omega? Show my second how precious you are.”
Steve nodded moaning in lue of words that were beyond him now. He crooned, arching his back when his Daddy gripped his cock and started to jerk him off. Not touching anywhere else. His head swam, he loved when Daddy paid special attention to his cocklet it just felt so special, like something only Daddy would do, a thing that was only theirs.
He felt like he was wetter than he’d ever been outside of heat. Having another set of eyes on him was wild, and they were so intense, he couldn't help watching Benny watching him. He was close to coming but then Benny sat forward and visibly scented the air, eyes rolling back in his head and Steve couldn't hold back.
“Good boy, did Benny turn you on. You love him watching don’t you? Holy shit, Baby, you’re perfect.”
Steve started to squirm because Daddy was being mean and hadn’t stopped touching his cock that was now so sensitive he thought he might cry. Daddy chuckled and let go, going back to running his fingers up and down his thighs. And then he started to talk about him as if he wasn’t there.
“What do you think, Benny?” he asked, voice deep with possessiveness. “Like what you see.”
“Hop, mate, you have the most perfect omega.”
Steve let out a purr and his cunt clenched down around nothing and he suddenly felt so empty. He grasped at Daddy’s hand and tried to force him to touch his pussy, but he wasn’t budging.
“Wanna have a taste?” Hop offered. Benny growled in response and crossed the small distance between them to get on his knees.
Steve was confused, why would an alpha get on his knees for him? In front of another alpha. He watched curiously while Benny bore his neck to Hopper and held out his wrist in a show of submission. He whined, Steve didn’t understand.
“Stop that, no need for an omega to think. You’re here because I want it. I’ll be the one to tell you what you get.” Daddy said, Steve almost started crying, he wasn’t sure why. He was overwhelmed, bare and vulnerable but he didn’t want it to stop. He was so stupid.
He was suddenly pulled onto Daddy’s lap sideways and he glanced to see Benny kneeling with his chin to chest looking down.
“Hey Baby boy, you’re not stupid. You know I didn’t mean that, it’s just a game yeah?”
When had he started crying? “But you said-” he couldn’t actually remember what Daddy had said, he just felt stupid all of a sudden. “I shouldn’t like this.”
“Is that what this is about?” Daddy cooed and scented his neck, rubbing their cheeks together. “Do you want to stop? Because we can. But if you’re enjoying yourself then let yourself do that. Daddy isn’t mad.” He thrust up a little and Steve could feel how hard he was. “See, making me so hard, you're being the bestest boy. See how Benny is so scent dumb for you.” He guided Steve’s face to see Benny in the same position. He noticed how Benny’s cock still out of his pants and his knot was so full Steve thought it might hurt.
“Really?” He just needed a little more reassurance.
“Yes, Baby.” He held Steve tight and kissed him deeply. “Do you want to keep going?” Stve sniffled and wriggled a bit. Almost embarrassed feeling how wet Daddy’s pants were getting.
“Benny. What do you think about my omega?” He had turned Steve around again so he was in the same position, so when Benny looked up he was met with a close up of everything Steve had.
“Jesus, he’s perfect. Hop - I- he’s so good, perfect high omega.”
Steve knew that term was given to the head alpha’s omega and the honorific made him flush.
“I’m desperate. I’ll do anything for just one touch.” Benny was practically begging.
“How about a taste?” Daddy suggested, Steve’s toes curled at the mere suggestion.
Benny whined, catching a growl in his throat trying to be the submissive to Daddy’s alpha. Steve flinched when Hop dipped three fingers inside him, already open and ready to take his alpha’s cock. He purred, the feeling, the need and wanting to be tasted by another. It felt so wrong and right that his head swam.
Then Daddy stuck his fingers out, ‘here” he said in a commanding voice that had Benny’s head shooting up to look Hop in the eyes then down at his fingers that were dripping with his slick. Benny leaned in and sucked them into his mouth. Steve made a filthy noise, he was so turned on his brain was going to mush.
“Tastes god it tastes of- jesus, Hop- he tastes like you.”
Steve came untouched, his little cock squirting hard and his cunt squeezing around nothing. He made a pathetic whine, he wanted to be filled, he felt empty. “Daddy, want.”
“Oh, Baby, what do you want?” He sounded so calm, and spoke right into his ear.
Steve tried to clear his head, he’d started to soar. He wasn't sure how long it had been but everything was so overwhelming in such a good way that he was starting to lose up from down, Daddy his only anchor.
“Can we- can you-”
“You can do it, Baby. Daddy will give you whatever you want.”
“Promise?” Why did he keep feeling so small, off kilter but so fucking turned on he thought he might combust?
Daddy wrapped his arms around Steve’s middle and started to pepper kisses all over his neck anywhere he could reach until Steve was giggling and melting back into his touch. “Promise, anything for my bestest boy.”
Steve moan was gutteral, his hips lifted up in the air against his own will, his cocklet so hard he was desperate for touch. “Can you,” god he had to say it, “fuck me, Daddy need your knot.” Steve’s heartbeat rabbited in his chest. “Is that- can we? With alpha Benny?”
“Oh sweetheart did you think I wouldn’t knot you while Benny was here?”
Daddy was bouncing his knees and it was so hard to think with the constant jostling. “Uh hu-”
“Silly omega. What do you think, Benny? Wanna see me knot my bestest boy?”
Benny growled. It wasn’t like Daddy's, it was submissive but needy and full of want. “Come on alpha, use your words.”
God Steve was going wild, Daddy was talking to Benny like he was dumb. Scent drunk. And so familiar. Daddy and his need for words.
“Yes, alpha, wanna see.” Benny ground out. His hand was gripping his knot hard. It must be painful now, it was almost completely swollen, his cock was purple at the head.
Daddy made a growl that reverberated through Steve’s body. He tapped his thigh before he said “Would you like to feel him inside? If you make him come, I'll let you use his slick to fix this problem." He stuck his foot out and pushed his shoe hard against Benny’s cock making the alpha whine, but he didn’t move.
Steve wanted that. He was fighting that little voice inside his head that was saying this was wrong and he shouldn’t be cheating on Daddy like this, but Daddy was there, he was the one asking and Steve wanted it. He tapped Daddy on the thigh once and rested his head back again.
“Finger him. Find his button and don’t stop. My Baby really loves that, don’t you?”
Steve didn’t realise he was being spoken to until Daddy used a part of his alpha voice to get his attention; his legs fell open wider, he was soaring and the voice did nothing to help. What had he said? He couldn’t even think let alone hear anything.
“Listen.” Steve lifted his head, blinking the haze from his head. “I asked if you love having your g-spot played with."
“Yes Daddy. Love it. Need it. Oh god is he, is alpha Benny gonna?” Steve looked down his body to the alpha on his knees. His eyes were wild, hair a mess and he looked so… needy.
Daddy sat upright jostling Steve as he went. He reached out and hooked a finger under Benny’s chin so he was looking him in the eye. “You may do as I’ve said. If I say stop at any time you stop. If you don't, I will make you regret it.”
Steve shuddered, Daddy wasn’t messing around. He knew the way he sounded when his eyes bled red and he was sure that was what Benny was seeing now. Benny bared his neck to Hopper then Daddy was laying back again, rearranging Steve so he was back on display. “Well. Go ahead, don’t leave my omega waiting.”
That seemed to pull Benny out of his trance, and he shuffled forward on his knees laying his hands tentatively on Steve’s thighs. He tapped Daddy once again, more for Daddy’s sake than his own. It was thrilling feeling someone else's hands on his, it sent shivers up his body not helped by the way Daddy was running his hands all over his chest, playing with his nipples soaking him with his own milk. Every time Daddy sucked his fingers into his mouth Steve could feel his cock kick up against his back and he couldn’t wait to be knotted up tight.
Benny was gentle, the touch was so different to Daddy that it made his head spin. He took a moment to run a fingertip down the underside of Steve’s cocklet, making it jump at the contact, then he parted his lips with two fingers. Steve could hear the way Benny’s breathing had turned raspy. His fingers were hesitant but as Steve started to writhe and moan he got more confident.
He played with him for a bit, gentle touches not quite enough on his cocklet then dipping back down until he sunk two fingers right in. Daddy moaned, Steve loved how it was making Daddy come undone as well. How his cock was so hard against his back that he was going to die if he didn’t have it inside him now. But those clever fingers went straight to his button and then they were incessant.
“Oh- oh fuck oh, Daddy.” Steve clung to Daddy’s arms, stilling his movements and giving his sensitive nipples a break. He was doing everything he could not to squeeze his legs shut and just ride those fingers until he came, but he was just supposed to lay there. He didn’t need to move or even think because Daddy was looking after him and alpha Benny was getting him so very close to coming. “Close, Daddy.” Steve said- pleaded.
Daddy stroked fingers through his hair, wiping them from his sweaty forehead, then scratched his scalp that tingled all the way through him. “You can come when you want. Come and then let yourself drop. I want my sweet come dumb Baby loose while I fuck you so hard you won’t be able to think.”
Steve moaned, it was a filthy sound along with the sound of fingers fucking into his soaked pussy; it was insanely hot. He was getting close, he had been riding the edge, had come twice already and so turned on that- Steve’s body went rigid, his back bowed, his neck bared as he came hard, squirting all over Benny’s hand.
Benny didn’t take his fingers out; he let Steve squeeze around them until Steve started to whimper. “Don’t touch. Now!” Daddy ordered. And it was instant, he removed his hand so fast Steve almost whined. Now that he had a moment to breathe he was able to come back down and melt against Daddy.
Steve was gone, he wasn’t here at all, he was some place else, cushiony soft, Daddy. Distantly he heard Daddy talk to Benny, felt as fingers scoop up slick from his thighs, from his pussy then they were gone. He was jostled slightly being moved, he felt the way Daddy’s cock slid into him with no resistance.
He knew he was whining, letting out a litany of noises he couldn’t hold back- uh uh uh’s punched out of him with every thrust. His brain was so empty it was bliss, Daddy had him. Daddy was inside of him and Steve was just a play thing, the perfect little cock sleeve made for Daddy and only Daddy.
Hopper was growling constantly, his mouth was latched to Steve’s neck, sucking at his scent gland hard. He was going to have bruises tomorrow but that didn’t worry Steve, he would wear Daddy’s marks with pride. He was lifted by his thighs before he felt Daddy get even deeper, he was flying now completely lost to that sweet drop he couldn’t see, wasn’t sure if his eyes were open or closed. What he was sure of was the stretch, the tugging at his cunt as Daddy bullied his knot in and out of him.
“Shh, Baby, it’s ok, I've got you. No need to cry.”
Steve wasn’t crying, at least he hadn’t thought so. He wasn’t sad he was- well he just was and that was all that mattered. He heard Benny groan, almost painful sounding, then he smelt the scent of another alpha’s come in the air. He wanted to cry then, he was so fucking proud of himself. If only he could get his mouth and brain to work together so he could tell Benny and his Daddy.
Steve barely had a chance to linger on that because the next moment Daddy’s knot was filling and Steve was gone. He floated off somewhere, the tether that tugged at his cunt the only thing keeping him grounded as he milked his Daddy over and over.
“Fuck, Baby. Jesus." Daddy was panting and his swearing joined with the ragged breaths of Benny. He ran his hands all over Steve, tethering him while causing his body to react by squeezing down again and again.
Steve thought it could have been hours, maybe days when he came back to himself. He was tucked up in Daddy’s lap, face nestled in his neck, a puddle of drool that made him snuffle his way to Daddy’s shirt and wipe his chin off.
“You back, Baby?” Daddy asked, arms squeezing him tighter.
He didn’t want to talk just yet, so he made a noncommittal noise and tried to assess the situation. He wasn’t sticky, he’d been cleaned up at least a little. Daddy’s cock was soft against his thigh and his pussy ached a little in a way that made him smile and his body made an attempt to slick up.
“Sweet thing always getting wet for Daddy.”
Steve mewled and wiggled in Daddy’s lap. There was the scent of come in the air, mixed together with Benny's. It didn't smell awful but Steve didn’t love it. It settled something inside of him at that thought. He knew he only ever wanted his Daddy but there had been the worry that something might change. Daddy had promised it wouldn’t and he was right.
“Did I do good?” Steve asked, his voice was raspy like he’d been screaming. He probably had.
“You did so good, my sweet omega, my bestest boy.” Daddy assured him, twisting his head so he could kiss Steve hard and possessively.
“Alpha Benny?” He asked tentatively. He didn’t want him to hate Steve and ruin his Daddy’s friendship.
Benny’s voice came from the other side of the room. “So good, the best.” He sounded wrecked as well. It made Steve preen a little.
“My Baby loves being praised. Smell that Benny? Already getting wet again.”
Steve didn’t mind being wet, didn’t feel embarrassed but he was tired and he suddenly didn’t want to be here. He wanted to be in his nest with Daddy and no one else. He tapped his thigh twice. Daddy leant in and kissed him again before he turned his attention to Benny.
“I’m going to put my Baby in his nest, and I’ll come out and see you off.”
Steve sighed, he was so lucky to have the bestest Daddy in the whole wide world.
Daddy chuckled, “And I’m lucky to have the bestest Baby boy in the whole wide world.”
Steve giggled, he didn’t realise he’d spoken outloud. He sighed when he was placed softly into his favourite spot in the nest, turning automatically to shove his face in a pillow that scented so heavily of his Daddy. He heard low murmured talking from outside, he didn't need to think about that. He just got himself comfortable and waited for Daddy to come back.
It felt like a lifetime but was probably only a few minutes before he felt the warmth drop over him and he was being pushed into the comfort of his nest. Daddy lay over him covering his body with his own, coating Steve in his heady scent.
He stroked Steve’s hair and nuzzled into the nape of his neck, his breaths made Steve giggle as they tickled his skin. “Did so good, Baby. I’m so proud of you.” Steve preened like he always did when Daddy praised him. “Benny thought you were perfect. He said to say thank you for allowing him to see you like that. He was honoured.”
“He was?” Steve was still unsure of himself less so with Daddy but still around others.
“Of course he was. I’d never lie to you.” He nuzzled Steve’s neck until he got another giggle from him. “How do you feel?”
Steve thought about it, he felt a lot of things. Physically he felt tired and satisfied, mentally- “I had fun, I really really liked it but we don’t have to do it again, do we? I only want you to touch me from now on. Only your hands on me there.”
Daddy growled into Steve’s ear and ground his hips down to show Steve how hard he was again. “We don’t have to do it again. I enjoyed it too, but I think I'm too possessive of you to share. You’re mine.”
“Yours.” Steve repeated. “Make me yours again?” he asked.
“You are mine,” his Daddy replied, sounding a little worried.
Steve pushed his ass up so Daddy's cock slid between his slicked thighs. “Want you to come on me.” Steve knew what that did to Daddy and smiled inwardly at the sound he made.
Daddy was already hard and when he lifted up Steve turned onto his back and looked up at him. He bit his lip and knew that he looked hot so when he whined and bared his neck he saw the moment Daddy lost control.
Daddy barely touched himself, his knot was painfully full, so Steve took his small hands and held it tight then he started to pulse his hands like his pussy would. The first splash of come was like a lightning bolt to his cunt and he squirted at the same time. He was covered in Daddy’s seed which made him feel so protected and loved. He purr the whole time Daddy rubbed it into Steve’s skin, preening under the attention.
“Come on, Baby, let's go have a bath. Get you cleaned up.”
Steve whined, he didn’t want to move. “No.”
No?” he replied.
“Want to sleep like this.”
Daddy growled, “Ok we can do that. But don’t winge at me when you wake up crusty and grumpy.”
“Me?” Steve said teasingly, “grumpy?” He saw the way Daddy’s eyes creased at the edges with a smile, “Never.”
He knew he would. He always hated the way it felt, but after today he wanted to feel Daddy everywhere he could. He jostled around, moving Daddy where he wanted him until he was being engulfed in his Daddy’s arms, spooned up against his chest as he clung to Daddy’s pillow and fell into a deep sleep.