Double Trouble (
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abo nonsense
Some clubs are, of course, only for humans or only for non-humans - not that there's ever official rules about these thing, but people tend to just know. A place has a certain name, a venue in a certain part of the city, and these things alone make it clear who is and isn't welcome.
Crimson, on the other hand, has always been for customers of all varieties - although it tends to only attract the most adventurous Betas. Double Trouble has been a co-owner for the past couple of years now, but that does not mean they're about to avoid availing themselves of the client-facing experience.
So to speak.
They're lounging alone - holding a glass of wine, lightly scented with cologne and Alpha sweat - when they first spot the newcomer.
Crimson, on the other hand, has always been for customers of all varieties - although it tends to only attract the most adventurous Betas. Double Trouble has been a co-owner for the past couple of years now, but that does not mean they're about to avoid availing themselves of the client-facing experience.
So to speak.
They're lounging alone - holding a glass of wine, lightly scented with cologne and Alpha sweat - when they first spot the newcomer.
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"Double," he gasps, eyes flying open. He could come easily, untouched, from being worked over- but, right before he comes, he strokes himself just a few times so he can direct the spray of come. Thick ribbons of it land on Trouble's forehead and cheeks, and the sight gets him to clench even harder around Trouble's tongue.
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Slick floods over Trouble's tongue, soaking their lips and chin, just as their cheeks get wet with spunk. It's messy, and that's not normally something they enjoy overmuch, but tonight...?
It's good. Being physically overwhelmed with his pleasure, like this, it's...it's hot.
They shift back, so their tongue can fit in their mouth when they pull back and try to breathe.
"Mmm."
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He gives them some relief by taking his knees off their arms and leans down to lick his own slick off their mouth.
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They'll have to work out something else next time - hopefully there will be a next time - because the pins and needles in their arms is very distracting. They can't even lift their hands to grab at him yet, but that's okay, because all they want to do is kiss him and kiss him until they're breathless all over again.
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Eventually he pulls away, to murmur: "You want your own, don't you? You feel hard enough to burst."
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"You've been so good," he agrees. "Shift up and I'll return that favor."
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"I knew when I first saw you that you'd be a gentleman."
They sit up, stretching the kinks out briefly, and then take off their top for good measure. Their nipples are pierced, both of them bearing small titanium bars.
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His hands go exploring, feeling their skin, their thighs, their ass, and eventually their cock.
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"Ah - that's very good," they sigh, nipples perking up under Tommy's tongue. Their whole body arches, tail slithering lazily across the leather, and by the time Tommy reaches their cock they're so sensitive that just a brush of his fingers elicits a quick spurt of precome. "Oh, please, darling..."
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He fists a hand around the base of their prick, and sucks the head into his mouth. It's big, tastes just a little different than he's used to, but it's good. It's big and wet and fits just right in his mouth.
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"Fuck-"
Right now, they're enough of an Alpha that this feels a little bit wrong, that they're resisting the urge to throw Thomas down onto his belly and take their fill of him, but that wrongness is deeply arousing in and of itself. Speaking of wrong, they know it's a little disobedient to reach down and touch his hair but they go and do it all the same.
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Trouble's breath hitches. The tight little hole hidden between a small, tight sac and the base of their tail gives just a little under that pressure. Again, in a few weeks it'll be a different situation, but right now it feels very little different to Tommy's. Their whole body tightens up a little, knees hitching, as they moan softly.
"So - so bold."
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But it may be easier to take if he's sucking them again. So he starts bobbing, very slowly, as he gently presses at their hole.
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"Why - mm, why indeed," Trouble murmurs, bearing down a little - all the easier for Tommy's finger to slip inside, where they're tight and just a little wetter than might be expected. They bare their teeth on a moan, hands going back to the upholstery before they do something untoward to Tommy's hair.
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He decides to reward them for their obedience, their good behavior. If there's anything Tommy Shelby is good at it's multitasking and strategizing, and he wants them coming hard. He crooks his finger, sucks his cheeks hollow, and with his second hand starts playing with their piercings.
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"Fuck!"
It's a loud, sharp cry, and gets them all the more attention. They're getting so close it's awful, terrible, the idea that this much pleasure might end.
"I'm close," they manage to get out, cognisant even now that filling his mouth with come seems...rude.
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And just before they come, he pulls off, starts jerking them as he crooks his finger deep. "Come on," he urges. "Come for me, let me see it--"
Their audience is holding a collective breath.
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Trouble makes a high, urgent sound, stuttering as their breath hitches; they come hard and intense into Tommy's fist, inner muscles clenching almost too tight around that intruding finger. It's not quite as copious as your average Alpha, but it's certainly enough to look filthy, pornographic.
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Jesus Christ, that's hot. He's honestly considering coming back again, and his finger isn't even out of them yet.
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Trouble whines, back arching, nails digging dents into the leather that might not come out - it hurts now and they're still getting off, the last few dribbles of come slicking Tommy's hot skin.
"Oh," they moan, "oh, my," their fingertips slowly drifting down to Tommy's wrist - that was very nice but hands off now, please.
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And Trouble looks glorious between his legs. Tommy is glad to look, as long as Trouble needs to recover.
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They slide in close, snuggling against Tommy's side - as affectionate, as submissive as any Omega. They're not always so amenable to this kind of affection, especially not at this point of their cycle, but Tommy...well, sufficient to say that he's earned it.
"...Is this alright?" they murmur.
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"Perfectly so," he promises. "You're really quite something."
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