Mr.beta, you are mine

Chapter 2

Harry picked up the soft body in his lap and carried him to bed. Quickly undressing both of them, their naked bodies entwined with each other. The tender young skin trembled with Harry's every movement, the pleasure running down his spine hit his brain, making Mike just want to cry out for joy. Harry stroked Mike's body with one hand, the other constantly rubbing up and down “their boy”. The two's tongues entangled endlessly, until Mike was about to suffocate. Harry moved away, trying hard to suck on Mike's neck. The faint self-scented scent of Mike's body made him even more excited, the strength of his hand was getting faster and faster. Pleasure rushed over, Mike could only groan, letting Harry torment this body.

- Um... Ah... Slow down... I'm... about to shoot... um

Harry let go of Mike's neck, grabbed one of Mike's br*asts, licking and sucking at the ni*ple, making Mike moan even more. The hand that was stroking Mike's body went to take care of the helpless little spot on the other side, massaging and pinching continuously. With increasing pleasure, Mike hugged Harry tightly, no longer knowing.

Harry just wanted to hug Mike every day and give Mike all the best in the world. Harry doesn't care that Mike is a beta, he only cares that Mike is the person he loves the most, cherishes the most. There are days when you just want to hide in your room cuddling each other, waiting for the time to pass. Although it is tedious, it is extremely satisfying.

As happy as Mike was, Harry was as happy as he was. Mike's body was like a d*ug, from the gestures, the scent to the moans, everything drove him crazy. Each time the two of them rubbed together, Harry felt inadequate and just wanted more.

- Mike. Call your name.

- Harry... Harry... I'm going to...

Harry's lips immediately filled Mike's lips, the kiss stronger, more aggressive. Both lusts cried out for liberation. The hand is getting faster and faster, and they feel have a current flowing through them. Mike suddenly gripped Harry tightly, Mike's nails dug into Harry's back, "little boy" shooting out in waves. Mike groans:

- Harry...

Looking at Mike's lustful eyes, reflected in Harry's eyes, Harry couldn't help but tremble. His hand stroked a few dozen more times and then shot out. Opaque white fluid splashed all over his hand, accompanied by a sense of satisfaction.

After a while of struggling, the two were satisfied. Harry still hugged Mike tightly, not wanting to let Mike go.

- Harry, I want to take a quick shower, I feel a little sticky.

Mike said that his face was red with embarrassment. Mike has done it many times, but he's still embarrassed, every time he thinks he just wants to apart, always showing shyness. Harry kissed Mike on the cheek, looking at Mike blushing and snuggling into his body, satisfied.

- Baby, I'm taking you to the bathroom.

The pheromone in the room slowly dissipated, leaving only the arousal feeling after a while of love.

After showering, Harry buried his face in the two small spots on Mike's ch*st and played with them. Mike let Harry do whatever he wanted. Harry promised after he was released he wouldn't force Mike anymore, so Mike got used to these touches. Mike put his hand through Harry's hair, Mike really liked it. After a while, Mike pulled Harry off his chest, lay down on his arm, and whispered:

- How are you today? It's been a long time since you skipped a meal.

Harry slid one hand inside Mike's shirt and felt it, the other hand stroking Mike's butt.

- My dad wants me to study in France.

- Isn't that a good thing? Your family has a company there, Mr. Walker probably wants you to study there and take over the company. Anyway, there are many top universities in France, which is good for you.

The mind of a fifteen-year-old child assumes that it is the best of all good things. Why refuse such a good thing? Harry's voice was slightly annoyed, the movement stopped:

- You want me to go?

Noticing the change in his voice, Mike hastily said:

- I don't mean that. I just feel that everything will be good after studying in France. Whatever you decide, I will listen to you.

- Uhm.

Feeling a little better, Harry continued to molest Mike without a hitch. It's good like this if he goes to study abroad, he can't touch Mike like this. Let's see, not seeing Mike for a few days was annoying, now having to go for three years would be crazy. Unable to drag Mike to study abroad with him, everything he has now is from his parents, and now he can't afford to take care of the future of both. The relationship between him and Mike in their eyes is like a game. They think when he gets bored with Mike he will abandon Mike. They don't know anything about his intentions. But leaving Mike here is not reassuring. What if a perverted thief is looking at Mike? It's not okay. Better still stay here and watch over Mike.

Harry and Mike talked until late at night. Realizing that the person in his ches* was about to fall asleep, he kissed Mike lightly on the lips, whispering:

- Mike, are you mine? Only me?

Mike rubbed his cheek against Harry's chest, sleepily.

- I'm your. Only you.

- Good.

Mike smiled and hugged him tightly, falling into a beautiful dream. Harry looked at the sleeping person in his lap, except for the white skin, the face of Mike not too prominent, even normal, but in Harry's eyes it was very easy to see, and very lovely. This is also a good point about Mike, not being afraid of too many people watching. Kissing Mike's lips lightly, Harry whispered so softly:

- Mike, my love, my sweet heart. You can only be mine for the rest of your life.