•Ghost BC• ~Oneshots and HC's~

⛔️Alpha x Reader x Ifrit⛔️

You pull away from him and cough. "What the hell?"
"I can't... I can't..." he manages to say.
You put a hand on his chest to calm him down. "It's OK. It'll pass."

"My... my... my heart."
"It'll pass," you repeat. "It's ok, it's ok, shhhh, shhhh," you say, stroking him.
He eventually calms down, but he's still shaken up. "I can't do this. I can't," he says.

"It's ok, you don't have to," you say.
He shakes his head. "I can't, not you. You're so tiny." He says. "I'll hurt you," he says. You shake your head.

"You won't," you say.
"I will."
"No, you won't."

He's still shaken from what just happened. He sits on the edge of the bed, his knees curled up to his chest. You rub his back.

"Hey, is there something you want to talk about?" You ask. "You seemed fine until I tried to give you a blow job, did something bad happen in the past?"

He shakes his head. "I'm just... I'm just scared. I'm so scared."
"I know."
"I don't want to hurt you, is all." He says.

"Why are you so scared of hurting me?" You ask. "Why do you think you will?"
He shakes his head again, still looking away from you.

"Alpha, answer me," you say, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I... I don't know."
"You don't know?" You ask.
"I... "

"Let's start over," you say. "We can just make out until you can either figure out what's bothering you or you want to rail me," you say, getting up from the bed. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to."

He looks up at you, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"We can stop at any time," you say.
"I... don't want to..." he says.
"Great." You say. You straddle his lap, leaving you closer to his eye level. You cup his face. He leans into your touch. You slide your fingers through his hair, which he lets you do.

You take his lips with yours. He tastes sweet, like honey. You lean in and give him a light peck on the lips. He responds by sliding his tongue into your mouth. You deepen the hug, taking the kissing to another level.

You try to dominant, but he quickly overpowered you. You don't try to dominant again. He's the boss. You give in to him, loving the way he tastes, his touch, his smell. You forget about everything else but him.

You pull away from him, but he keeps his arms around you. You roll over, bringing him with you so he's on top of you, his chest on your chest. You hug him tightly. He nips at your neck, making you shiver. You turn your face into his neck, closing your eyes and enjoying the sensation. As you make out with him, you hear the door open. You both freeze and look at the door.

Ifrit's standing there. He smirks.
"Having fun? Without me? Shame," he says, closing the door again.

Alpha glares at Ifrit.
"Don't look at me like that," he says, chuckling. "I just want in on the fun~"
Alpha looks at you and you shrug.
"Sure," you say.

"Great," Ifrit says. He slides in beside you, kissing you. You don't push him away, but he keeps his lips to your own, his hands to your waist. Alpha goes back to nipping at your neck. You put your hands on his shoulders. He slides his hands down your stomach, and you groan. Ifrit continues to make out with you as he squeezes your tits and Alpha keeps kissing your neck and rubs your hips.

You feel Ifrit begin to slide his hand down your panties. You moan. You want him to, but you don't want to be a push over. You shift a little, distancing your entrance from Ifrit's fingers, but accidentally grinding on Alpha.

He groans and grips your hips firmer. "I want to see you," he moans, grinding his hips some more. "I want to feel you."

You grind back against his hand, and he moves it under your panties, pushing your legs apart. He runs his hand up your thigh, then slips a finger into your wetness. You moan against Ifrit's mouth as Alpha fingers you. You rub your thighs together, trying to soothe yourself as you make out with Ifrit. You can feel Ifrit grinding on the back of your thigh.