“What did he say?” Shane Moss asked Omarr. Shane move close to their bed.
“Lucky bastard!”
“That must have been jealousy speaking through him,” Shane quipped.
“Who would blame him?”
“Have I ever been jealous of anyone or anything?”
“Oh no! You haven’t been jealous. You are a reincarnation of jealousy itself,” Omarr said. Both of them laughed. Omarr walked closer to Shane. Shane sat on the bed and Omarr sat on the chair beside the bed. He faced Omarr directly.
“Why did you ask me to wait?” Omarr inquired.
“I don’t know if it was just my imagination or I was actually sensing some sort of negative emotions from you?” Shane said.
“Negative emotions? No nothing big such,” Omarr defended himself.
“I don’t mean it’s towards me. Maybe you are feeling sad about something or anything. I just could sense it from you. Lately you have been less lively, and it was written all over your face that you are bothered by something,” Shane Moss said. He kept looking at Omarr who was averting direct eye contact.
“I am fine,”
“And I am an Alpha,” Shane said. Omarr hisses and sigh. He smiled.
“I know there is no lying to you, but maybe I am just worried about how all these our plans would go,” Omarr said. Shane Moss smiled.
“If it’s that, I am more scared than you are. I am just better at concealing it. And acting like everything is fine. But deep down, I am scared too,” Shane Moss said.
“And we are together. If it goes well, we will celebrate together. And if it goes wrong, we will hide as fugitives together,” Shane Moss said. Omarr smiled lightly.
Omarr is tired of hearing promises of we will be together by Shane. The only togetherness he wants with him is for both of them alone to exist in their world. No Ralph, no Zeeb or any others and no Benjamin. Especially No Benjamin. He does not want the togetherness of sharing him. He wants Shane Moss to himself. But he knows there is no way he could get him. He is the weakest when it comes to physical nor spiritual strength except he does not know about Benjamin’s strength. He is also the last person to join their clique.
“Okay? So if we all put in our best, the plan should bwork out well,” Shane Moss repeated. Shane Moss stood up from his bed and dragged Omarr closer. He pulled him in and locked his lips with him. Shane Moss sat half rested on the bed and he kept kissing Omarr.
Omarr pushed Shane lightly on the bed and began licking him all around. He pulled his trousers and Shane’s penis stood erect and poke him. Both of them smiled.
Omarr took Shane’s penis and stuff it in his mouth. He began sucking while listening to Shane moan. Shane grabbed his hair and pushed his head so he could have his penis further in Omarr’s mouth. Omarr could feel his balls full and within few seconds, Shane got to orgasm. Both of them smiled. Shane dragged Omarr closer, and they kissed.
“You know the kind of kissing I love best?” Shane asked.
“What kind?”
“The after sucking dick kissing,” Shane said. He kissed Omarr again.
“That’s nasty!”
“No it’s not. You know your saliva on my cock will make your lips wetter than usual and it’s…” Omarr interrupted him with a kiss. Shane turned Omarr and had him close to the bed. He pushed him on the bed and pulled his trousers down. He kissed him all over his body. He got to his dick and began sucking slowly. He sucked till it got intense and Omarr reached orgasm.
“That was great!” Omarr whispered.
“What did you say?”
“I said that was great,” Omarr repeated himself. Both of them lay on the bed and smile at each other. They held hands.
“I love you Shane,” Omarr said. Shane did not reply him. He only still has his smile on him. Omarr turned. He rested on one shoulder and look directly at Shane.
“I love you,” he repeated himself.
“We have gone past this, haven’t we?” Shane groaned trying to stand up. Omarr pushed him back and look into his eyes.
“We both enjoyed this, didn’t we?” Shane asked. He lay on the bed not resisting Omarr. He averted his eyes from looking into Omarr’s.
“What would it cost you to tell me you love me too?” Omarr said softly. He had a painful look in his eyes. He wanted Shane to know that he is hurt. But Shane wasn’t looking at him.
“It would cost me everything. Everything I have fought for. You know the man I am in love with,” Shane said. Omarr pulled away from Shane. He sat on the bed fuming.
“The whole me becoming Alpha and fighting Alpha Jax is just so I can take back what belongs to me,” Shane tapped Omarr.
“And I am sure you will work with me towards the success of that,”
“I am not sure of that,” Omarr whispered to himself.
“You know what they call the cause that you are fighting for?” Omarr asked.
“What?”
“Fighting for a dead man. You don’t know if he is still alive. You haven’t talked to him in years. But you believe in a spark inside of you. A spark that could very well be a reality you have created to not feel bad for whatever might have happened to him,”
“Omarr.”
“Take what’s close to you. Take what you have now. Don’t believe a lover awaits you somewhere. I am giving you the best I can,” Omarr continued evem though Shane kept calling his name softly, so he could stop.
“What’s the chance that he is still in love with you Shane? Don’t be obsessed with a dead man!” Omarr screamed at Shane. Shane slapped him immediately.
“Get out of my room!” He growled darkly. He compelled Omarr with his Alpha’s voice. He had never used it on them but Omarr had provoked him.