Reaper76 – Alpha!Vampire!Gabriel; Omega!Jack; Marking; Denial; Frotting – Jack is an old Omega who wants his mate to finally bite him and give him eternal life. Gabriel, who can sense that Jack still has a lot of life in him, is happy with just teasing and marking.

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Jack stretches, then curves his back down, getting his ass up against Gabriel’s hips, and his shoulders tantalizingly close to his mouth. If he could, he would wipe them against Gabriel’s lips, he’s pretty sure.

Jack is not subtle, and he’s been begging for a bite for months now. He’s hot for it; he wants it like a drug, but Gabriel finds that he is easier to control when he keeps him starving for it. He’s also old enough to know that instant gratification is rarely the most delicious option.

“Come on, come on,” Jack rasps. He’s so impatient as he fucks backwards, Gabriel’s big Alpha cock dragging between his cheeks and wetting his tailbone liberally with sticky pre-cum.

He wants it. Either. Both. If it were him, Gabriel would bite him as he fucks him; deep dicks into the creamy-soft Omega hole that he’s offering like a whore. Jack has no class, is too old to give any fucks about what young upstart Alphas would think about him, and that is the most delicious aspect about him: He says flat out what he wants. Demands it.

It riles Gabriel to deny him, even though his knot is hurting with a deep, uncomfortable ache and his gums are throbbing painfully.

“Do it,” Jack demands and Gabriel has enough of his games. He pushes him down, forcing his shoulders against the dusty ground of the abandoned warehouse, and keeps him pinned as he ruts against his ass, nostrils flaring, getting drunk on his delicious Omega scent.

“Fuck,” Jack grunts, vibrating. “Gabriel-”

Gabriel leans down and opens his mouth wide against the juncture of Jack’s neck and shoulder, but instead of biting down and finally giving the brat what he wants, he starts to suck hard.

As Jack groans and squirms vaguely, Gabriel can feel his blood rushing up, and taste it through the thin membrane of his skin. He loves Omega blood; it is fragrant and thick. Intoxicating like a good wine; and Jack’s even more so – an Omega just past his prime, still unmated, still so feisty.

“Bite me, come on,” Jack whispers, usually deep voice a bit breathy as he becomes desperate; Gabriel’s pheromones ramp his need up, his cunt probably already blooming open beautifully for him; presenting so nicely. Wanting a good fucking from the virile Alpha that has got him pinned and helpless.

Gabriel does not answer; instead, he pulls off with an obnoxiously loud pop and changes place to just a few inches farther up. He starts sucking a new mark just beneath Jack’s ear, and when Jack speaks next, he sounds weepy.

“Fuck me, at least. Give me your cock.”

Jack squirms as best he can, trying to work against his deep-seated Omega instinct to keep as still as possible to make the mounting and breeding easier for Gabriel, and Gabriel is unendingly amused by him.

Nobody shall say old Omegas lack the fire.

He pulls off the second dark mark he’s sucked to the surface, and obnoxiously laves his tongue across it. Jack is feverishly hot beneath him, and starts trilling low. With his voice it sounds more like the purr of an old, three legged street cat, but he’s still trying to entice Gabriel.

It works, to some degree. He gets impatient with his own teasing and reaches between them to guide his cock into the old Omega’s butter soft hole, but as he fucks him slow and easy, he still does not bite him.

Jack becomes lax beneath him, not caring about much past the fat Alpha cock spreading him open. He barely even reacts when Gabriel gently clamps his teeth around the back of his neck; just holding him like a kitten as he breeds him slow and deep.

He’ll bite harder when he comes; give him a ring of purple blue that he’ll not be able to see, but will give the message clearly to other suitors: This Omega is taken.