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Water's Edge (part 2)

TerzOmega ~ Smut below the cut ~ Hurt/Comfort ~ Romantic Fluff

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Part 1

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Omega has never been to the beach before. At least, not in this incarnation. Terzo is determined to change that.

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After drying off, they continued hand in hand back to the hotel. Terzo made sure to grab his key card from his towel. He was disappointed to see Omega return the mask to his head, even though he knew it was necessary; who knew what hell would break loose if someone noticed what for all the world looked like a monster sneaking into their hotel room… Although, a nearly 7-foot tall man wearing only swim trunks and a bizarre metal mask would still raise more than a few eyebrows. Thankfully, they made it back to the room without incident. Terzo leaned heavily against the door once it was closed, eyes shut tight. A warm hand caressed his cheek.

“Don’t tell me you’re tapped out now. I’m just getting started.” Terzo could hear the smile in his voice. He leaned into Omega’s touch, opening his eyes and meeting his piercing gaze, now without a mask in the way. Terzo swallowed hard and allowed himself to be led to the bathroom. Omega started the shower, letting the water heat up. Omega took his time peeling Terzo out of his swimsuit before stepping out of his own, already half hard. Terzo’s breath hitched at the sight. Oh, he’d never cease to find Omega endlessly impressive.

Omega saw Terzo looking and caught him under the chin with a claw-tipped finger, lifting his face until he was forced to make eye contact. “It’s rude to stare, mio amato,” Omega said, before gently pulling Terzo forward until their lips connected. Terzo melted, feeling weightless as their tongues danced together. Omega took a step back towards the large walk-in shower, glass door open, leading Terzo by the mouth until they stood under the water together. Terzo’s arms wrapped around Omega’s middle as he broke the kiss with a soft sound, resting his head on Omega’s chest, needing to catch his breath. Needing to get out of his own head, to escape the thoughts that had followed him from the end of their time on the beach.

Sensing his distress, Omega ran a hand soothingly up and down Terzo’s back, humming softly, letting the vibrations rumble through Terzo. Terzo sighed, hiding his face for a few moments before placing a kiss on Omega’s sternum, grateful for the comfort. One kiss became two, then three, and then Terzo’s mouth was trailing all over Omega’s torso, starting at his neck and working his way down. He stopped to lavish a nipple with his hot mouth. Omega sucked in a breath.

Terzo’s hand made its way down his stomach, following the trail of shock-white hair he found there. He reached lower until he found his prize: Omega’s cock, now fully erect, waiting to be touched. Terzo was never one to deny him; he took Omega in hand and began delicately stroking, teasing his tip. Omega groaned and thrust his hips forward, seeking more.

“You’re always taking such good care of me. Let me take care of you,” Terzo echoed Omega’s earlier words.

Terzo gave him a few good strokes before lowering himself to his knees. Slowly he licked Omega’s shaft from base to tip, taking a moment to swirl his tongue around his head. He opened his throat with practiced ease and sunk Omega’s entire cock into his mouth. It was Terzo’s turn to hum, this time with excitement, vibrations racing up Omega’s spine. Omega’s hand shot to the back of Terzo’s head, gripping hard as Terzo began to move. He bobbed, eyes closing as he let himself get lost in the sensations, but he was beginning to become bothered by his own growing hardness. Desperate for some attention, for any amount of friction, Terzo reached down and began to touch himself surreptitiously, trying to hide it. Omega noticed anyway and tugged at Terzo’s hair, forcing Terzo to look up at him. He averted his gaze, guilty, and let himself go. Omega frowned. This wouldn’t do.

Omega pulled away, Terzo unsuccessfully trying to follow and nearly falling forward, coughing at the sudden withdrawal. “Wait here.” Omega opened the door and stalked out of the bathroom, moving with purpose. Terzo rocked back on his heels. He had only wanted to please Omega. He really hadn’t wanted to make it about himself. He’d already cum once that night; Omega hadn’t even been given an opportunity. He just hadn’t expected to become excited again so soon.

Just as he was beginning to berate himself for his selfish actions, Omega returned, a small black bottle in hand. Terzo’s face lit up. He felt as though he didn’t deserve it, but knowing what was to come next made his shoulders fall slack with relief.

“Come here,” Omega said softly as he stepped back into the shower, extending a hand. Terzo took it and stood unsteadily, all of his blood pooling in places other than his head. Omega took him by the chin again and kissed him gently, pulling back after a long moment to look at Terzo. His eyes were soulful. “I love you.”

Terzo’s knees went weak, Omega catching him as Terzo’s body crushed up against his. There had been a time when he was afraid of those 3 little words. Afraid was an understatement. He was terrified, really. He ran from them as fast as he could, burying himself over an endless series of anonymous bodies, moving from one to the next so quickly that the faces began to blur together. From the moment he laid eyes on Omega, though, he knew he was in trouble. Knew that things could never be so simple with him. It had been a long while before they were uttered, but since the very first time those words dripped from Omega's lips, sweet as honey, Terzo had wanted to drown in them. He longed to sink into the depths of Omega’s love and never resurface.

Terzo craned his face up, lips searching and quickly being met. This kiss was passionate and full of want, returning the words that Terzo couldn’t find the voice to repeat. Omega’s hand slid down Terzo’s stomach, grasping Terzo’s cock firmly and giving him a few languid strokes before breaking the kiss, whispering to Terzo to turn around. Terzo followed the command eagerly, bracing himself on the shower wall, watching Omega through the steam. Omega took a moment to appreciate the sight; Terzo, bare and flushed, peeking at him over his shoulder through those long lashes of his. Omega growled.

Omega uncapped the bottle and squeezed a handful of the thick gel into his palm, preparing himself. He wished he could prep Terzo as well; they managed just fine without the extra step, but he had always wanted to bury his fingers inside of him the way he did his cock. His claws made such fantasies an impossibility.

Dimly it occurred to him through the haze of his lust that he could try it while under the mask’s glamour magic. It would feel impersonal, strange, but perhaps that would add to the excitement. He wondered why he’d never thought to do that before. He made a mental note and shook his head, wanting to get back on track. Ready, he set the bottle down outside of the shower door and approached Terzo from behind, leaning over to whisper in his ear. “How badly do you want me, Terzo?”

Terzo whimpered and pushed back into Omega’s hips. “Omega, please,” he begged.

“That’s not an answer, tesoro.”

Terzo whined, shifting his weight impatiently. “It’s all I want. You’re all I think about, every night and every day. I want to always be by your side, I…” He scrambled for the right words, searching through the thick fog clouding his brain. “I want you to fuck me, Omega. Please. I need you inside of me.”

Pleased with his answer, Omega kissed his way across Terzo’s shoulders, admiring the marks he had left there. Omega decided that they looked so lovely on him that he needed to leave one more. This time he went for the side of Terzo’s pretty little neck, careful to avoid any major arteries. His fangs sank into tender flesh, closing his eyes and savoring Terzo’s gasp as he arched hard. He took from Terzo greedily, grinding against his supple ass and reaching around to grab Terzo’s cock. Terzo cried out loud enough that he would have been concerned about waking the neighbors, were he clear-headed enough to think about anything at all other than chasing both of their pleasure.

Terzo panted, pushing back into Omega again. Omega’s hands slid around to cup his cheeks before lining himself up and pushing inside. Terzo groaned almost painfully in what sounded like a sob of relief. Omega released Terzo from his bite before beginning to thrust, not wanting to do any real damage. Terzo whimpered and pressed the side of his face against the cool stone of the shower tile. He wished there was a ledge he could use for better leverage, instead leaning further forward.

They continued at a steady pace until they lost track of less important things like time, or the borders between where one body ended and the other began. Omega gripped Terzo’s hips hard, claws digging. Terzo groaned, wishing he could kiss Omega. As though reading his mind, Omega leaned forward to run his tongue over the fresh bite on Terzo’s neck before tenderly pressing his lips to it.

Not satisfied with purely a physical connection tonight, Omega reached out to Terzo with his quintessence, which Terzo hungrily welcomed. They both moaned together, feeling what the other was experiencing simultaneous to their own pleasure. Omega flooded that pleasure through Terzo, making his legs shake, threatening to go out. But even now, Omega could feel Terzo’s lingering sadness and guilt from the beach. Omega was determine to change that.

He released his hold on Terzo’s hips, letting one hand wander to Terzo’s throat and the other to his cock, squeezing both. Working Terzo hard, he brought him to the brink and then let it fall away again and again until tears were streaming down his face, no longer able to think about anything other than pure carnal pleasure. Every nerve in Terzo’s body was on fire. Satisfied, Omega returned his hands to Terzo’s hips, pounding faster, tasting the end and unable to stop even though he wanted this to last.

When Omega came with a snarl, he made sure to flood that pleasure, too, through Terzo. A pained, jagged moan tore its way from Terzo’s body as he followed behind Omega. His knees really did give out this time, and Omega had to lunge to catch him. He gently lowered Terzo to the floor, slumping down the wall himself to join him. They sat there together for several long minutes, Terzo leaning heavily on Omega, Omega leaning heavily on the wall. As the mutual exhaustion buzzing back and forth through their remaining connection was threatening to create a dangerous feedback loop, Omega made the decision to wrap an arm around Terzo and haul him to his feet.

He helped Terzo wash, gingerly cleaning the still throbbing bites. Omega knew how badly they hurt, had felt Terzo’s pain, and in turn felt a twinge of guilt of his own. Terzo, still tapped in enough to Omega’s inner world to pick up on this, silently kissed Omega’s palm.

“I love you,” Terzo sighed against Omega’s skin, once again echoing his words. Omega’s heart felt full to bursting.

Once they had toweled off, they were both too tired to bother dressing. They craved the intimacy of skin to skin contact anyway. Terzo curled up under the covers, looked at the clock, and groaned; they had to be checked out in 6 hours. He closed his eyes, imagining the headache he would wake up with. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d cum that hard. Cheeks heating up, he looked over at Omega, who was fussing with his phone with a frown. Setting alarms, no doubt. Omega had to get back to “his” room (this time shared with Air) before checkout, on the remote chance that he and Terzo were spotted leaving together by someone who wasn’t a part of the band.

Terzo’s heart ached at the thought of him leaving so soon, and Omega looked up, eyes full of concern. Omega was holding on tightly to the last threads of their connection, unwilling to let go so soon after tonight.

“Terzo? What's wrong?” Omega asked softly, moving closer.

Terzo sniffled, fighting back tears. “It’s nothing, amore. I'm fine.”

Omega put his phone down on the nightstand and turned off his lamp. The room was plunged into darkness, save the moonlight that spilled in from the window around the edges of heavy curtains. Omega rolled onto his side, closing the remaining distance between them and drawing Terzo tightly into his arms. With this, the dam broke, and Terzo began to sob. Omega rubbed soothing circles into his back, shushing him softly. Gently he rocked him until Terzo was calm enough to speak.

“I’m sorry, amore mio.” Terzo said hoarsely, voice thick with tears. “Tonight has been wonderful. I have no reason to be crying. It’s just…” Terzo trailed off. He had always struggled with communicating his feelings. For most of his early life, he never even made an effort; he had learned the hard way that showing weakness of any kind was dangerous. Omega was the first being who made him want to be heard and seen and understood. So he screwed his eyes shut, dug deep, and tried his best to make his heart known.

“What I said earlier tonight, about never having been to the beach together... I think about that a lot. There are a lot of things we will never get to do together. There are even more that you will never get to do at all. It pains me to know how much you will miss. That we cannot live our lives with each other out in the open. That we must hide in the shadows.” Terzo wiped at his eyes, tears still streaming.

Omega lifted Terzo’s chin, resting their foreheads together. He could see the pain in Terzo’s features clearly in the dark, though he knew Terzo couldn’t make out much more than his outline.

“Tesoro mio, you’re too sweet to me,” Omega whispered against his lips before stealing the gentlest of kisses, breaking away with a soft sound. “Terzo. I was born to the darkness. It’s all I knew for centuries. I never asked or hoped for anything else. Not until I met you.” Another kiss. “You are my light. I couldn’t even see what I was missing until I had you to guide my way. In all my years in every realm, I have never encountered another like you. I never will again.”

A tear of his own escaped unbidden, rolling down his cheek. He thanked Lucifer that Terzo couldn’t see. His heart ached, too, for more reasons than he would ever let slip to the precious human wrapped up snuggly in his arms.

“Beaches, swimming, vacations. Human luxuries.” He huffed a laugh at the absurdity of any of those things mattering to him. “None of it could hold a candle to the privilege of being in your presence. I don't want to be human. I want to be yours.” Omega’s claws carded through Terzo’s hair as Terzo hiccuped. “My light,” he repeated. “My heart. You are the only thing I will ever need. I want for nothing. I promise you.”

Omega continued to run his hands through Terzo’s hair until he could feel his heartbeat slow, his breathing grow deep. He tightened his hold on the man as though he were guarding precious treasure, because he was. His tail wrapped around Terzo’s leg protectively, fighting off thoughts of the hopefully-distant future until he could no longer keep his eyes open. His sleep was blessedly dreamless…

When Omega awoke with a jolt, it was to the blaring sound of his alarm. He looked around blearily, trying to orient himself; they were in the same position they fell asleep in, Terzo heavy in Omega’s arms. Early morning sunlight peeked dimly around the curtains. Omega sighed, not wanting to get up but unable to continue to ignore his phone. Carefully he disentangled himself from his lover, working hard not to wake him. Finally silencing the alarm, he took a moment to gaze at Terzo’s sleeping form. He ran the back of a clawed finger down Terzo’s high cheekbones, across his sharp jaw. Reluctantly he tore himself away, turned on his lamp, and began the process of getting ready.

When he was dressed in all but his mask and headed for the door, Omega peered over his shoulder at his husband. It really did hurt, to have to leave him like this nearly every morning. While he’d never really missed things like going on dates or out on excursions together, he hated this part. The secrecy. Not being able to do something as simple as leave a private room together. Keeping early hours was fine. It was the quiet intimacy of a morning getting ready together that he craved.

Reaching for the door handle, he paused, taking one last look. Terzo hated when he left without saying goodbye, but his heart would break to disturb the peace on Terzo’s handsome features by waking him. He was about to leave. He really was going to. He could do this, come on, Omega.

He dropped his bag with a sigh. He couldn’t do it, not knowing the hurt he’d see concealed behind his smile later. Gently he roused Terzo, rubbing a warm hand across his chest and calling his name softly. Slowly Terzo’s eyes fluttered open, squinting against the light. When he remembered where he was, he made an attempt to sit up, but Omega lightly pushed him back down, kissing his forehead. “Mmmm,” Terzo grumbled, “What time is it?”

“It’s about 7:30, mio amato. You can go back to sleep in a moment, you still have another hour before you need to get ready. I’m sorry to wake you. I just didn’t want to leave you without saying good morning.” He nuzzled his nose against Terzo’s face, trying to breathe in his scent deeply without getting caught. Terzo hummed, content.

“I’m so happy you listened for once,” Terzo teased sleepily. Omega grinned and tried planting a kiss squarely on Terzo’s cheek, but Terzo turned and caught his mouth instead. This kiss was sloppy, but warm and tender. Terzo’s hand found the back of Omega's neck and tried to bring him down closer, but Omega stopped him, pulling away with a soft sound.

“You need to rest, tesoro,” Omega told him firmly, but his heart wasn’t in it.

“So do you,” Terzo retorted. He was right. Omega could feel the weariness in his bones. He sighed.

“We’ll both sleep on the tour bus. Together. In our bed. How’s that?” Terzo nodded. “But you know we can’t be seen leaving this room together.” Omega stood up from the bed. When had he sat down?

Terzo pouted, nodding again, reluctantly this time. Giving Omega one final, lingering kiss, he slumped back against the hotel’s plush pillows, closing his eyes. Omega donned his mask, turned out the lights, bid him goodbye, and left, shutting the door quietly behind him. Terzo couldn’t watch him go. He rolled over and waited for sleep to find him, eventually drifting off. He was greeted by dreams of the ocean, standing at the water’s edge hand in hand with Omega.

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