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Jinx had always thought it was just a myth. Something that people spread rumors about just because it sounded hot. If she was being honest, it sounded like a huge inconvenience if it was a real thing—but she didn’t think it was. The Stallion gene was just a fantasy that people pretended to act out in porn (that Jinx liked to watch a little too much). It was too ridiculous, too obscene to be real.
Then she met Caitlyn Kiramman.
The Kirammans were some of HexTech Labs’ most important and prominent shareholders, so Jinx wasn’t exactly shocked when she first crossed paths with the daughter of the family as she started to take over some of her mother’s responsibilities at the company. It also didn’t surprise her that Caitlyn was an alpha. However, it was immediately apparent that she didn’t smell like other alphas. There was a certain underlying musk to her scent that was almost intoxicating, but, more importantly, there was the very obvious smell of sex mixed with it. Upon first meeting, Jinx was left wondering if Caitlyn had just come from some sort of afternoon delight on her lunch break.
However, the more their paths crossed, the more it became clear that it was just how Caitlyn smelled. No one ever remarked on it (it would be poor manners to do so), but Jinx could occasionally spot other omegas inhaling a little too deeply, staring a little too longingly. Jinx barely had any kind of relationship with Caitlyn at that point, but it still pissed her off to see others lusting after her.
Jayce was the one who eventually set them up. He was Jinx’s boss, the founder of HexTech labs, and Caitlyn’s cousin, and he had been watching the two of them skirt around each other for around a month before he couldn’t stand it any longer and arranged for the two of them to go on a date. Jinx felt that it was wildly inappropriate workplace conduct, but Jayce insisted.
“It’s okay, I promise. Besides, she’s just a shareholder. Not even really an employee.”
“I know what a shareholder is! Do you understand how that makes this worse?”
Jayce pouted, giving her the puppy dog eyes he usually reserved for Viktor.
“Please? Cait never shows interest in anyone, but I can tell that she likes you. She’s just never going to act on it herself.”
“Then maybe you should respect her boundaries?”
Jinx spun around in her chair, returning to the project she was 3D modeling on her tablet. Jayce sighed and hopped up to sit on the counter beside her.
“It’s not like that, I promise. Cait’s… She just needs a push, and I know she’ll let me push her. Wow, that sounded bad. You know what I mean though!” He grabbed Jinx’s tablet and started inspecting the design. “A better way of putting it is that Caitlyn always feels like she needs permission to do things. I want to give her permission to go after you.”
An alpha who felt like she needed permission? That piqued Jinx’s interest. Still, she wasn’t convinced. She snatched the tablet back from Jayce and leaned back in her chair.
“What are you, my dad?” she sneered.
“I’m your boss!”
“I don’t remember there being anything in my job description about being forced to go on dates with shareholders. Honestly, that sounds super skeevy, dude.”
Jayce rolled his eyes.
“Look, I know you like her. I see the way you look at her, and I see the way you look at all the other girls fawning after her. I know she likes you too, so just give her a chance? Please?”
Jinx sat down the tablet and looked up at Jayce, tilting her head to the side and examining his expression. She had gotten to know him fairly well in the year and a half she had been working at HexTech Labs, and she could read him quite well. He seemed totally earnest. No ulterior motives. She pursed her lips, then called over her shoulder to Viktor, who was hard at work soldering something on the other side of the room.
“Whadda ya think, Vik? Should I indulge Mr. Loverboy here?”
Viktor shrugged. “Seems fine to me.”
“Alright, Jay. Set it up.”
Jayce hopped off the counter and fist pumped.
“Yes! I promise you won’t regret it.”
And Jinx didn’t. Jayce set them up at a fancy Ionian restaurant, which was perfect—Jinx loved Ionian food, and Caitlyn herself had Ionian ancestry. The food was amazing, but their budding chemistry was even more delicious.
Caitlyn was incredibly charming and polite in a way that Jinx had rarely ever seen an alpha act before. She wanted to ask if she was on suppressants, but that was not a first date topic of conversation. Besides, her scent was far too strong. No, this was just natural for Caitlyn. Incredibly considerate, a bit awkward and shy in a way that Jinx found adorable, and, as Jayce had said, always asking for permission. If Jinx had a dollar for every time Caitlyn asked her “Is it alright if I…?” or “Do you mind if…?” or “Would it be okay…?”, she would have been able to bump herself up into a new tax bracket.
After dinner, Caitlyn asked if she could walk her home, and Jinx obliged (she hadn’t been able to say no to her all night). As they walked, their knuckles brushed together, and Caitlyn even asked if it was okay to hold her hand. Jinx couldn’t help but chuckle, which made her date blush.
“Is something wrong…?”
“No, not at all,” said Jinx, squeezing her hand. “I just like you.”
Caitlyn’s face turned a deeper shade of red and she quickly looked away, staring down at her feet as they continued onwards.
“I… like you too,” she muttered.
Jinx felt her heart skip a beat. They arrived outside of her apartment building, and Jinx took Caitlyn’s other hand and brought them face to face. It was her turn to ask for permission.
“Can I kiss you?” she said softly, meeting Caitlyn’s icy blue eyes.
“Oh! Um, yes. That would be—mmmph!”
Jinx knew Caitlyn would keep rambling if she didn’t do something, so she pressed their lips together. It was an innocent but loving kiss that lasted a little longer than it should have, leaving both of them breathless and Caitlyn without words. She stared at Jinx and licked her lips as if she was savoring the taste.
“I had a lovely evening. When can I see you again?” Jinx asked.
Caitlyn blinked a few times, bringing herself back to the present moment.
“Uh, I… Same time next week?”
“Perfect. It’s a date.”
“It is.”
They both stood there for a while, staring at each other, before there was a glint of something in Caitlyn’s eyes. Jinx couldn’t tell what, but it was almost like the woman had forgotten something, like she had left the stove on at home.
“I, um, I’ve got to get going. I’ll… see you around?”
Jinx smiled wide, teeth showing. “Text me when you get home.”
Caitlyn nodded fervently before spinning on her heels and rushing off. Jinx watched her go, gently touching her lips and remembering how she had tasted.
Jinx had been on a lot of dates with a lot of people. Women, men, alphas, betas—even some omegas. She thought she knew what people were like. She didn’t necessarily think that alphas were assholes, but she did believe that they all had certain behaviors and mannerisms built in. That pride, that cockiness, that aura they gave off that told everyone around them that they could take whatever they wanted.
Caitlyn had the natural presence of an alpha, and Jinx could tell she had the typical pride of one. But her attitude? The way she had treated her? It was almost like Caitlyn was yielding to her instead of the other way around.
And Jinx loved it.
It goes without saying that they continued to go on dates and spent more and more time together. Caitlyn made excuses to come around the lab under the guise of checking on projects the Kirammans were sponsoring. She would take Jinx to lunch on her breaks and wait in the lobby of the building for her to get off work, ready to whisk her away wherever she wanted to go.
But the one thing Caitlyn wouldn’t do was go home with her, or invite her back to her place. Jinx couldn’t figure it out. They were getting along so well and they loved spending time together, but it was all in public. Two months passed, and Jinx was getting concerned. Not frustrated, but worried that she was doing something wrong. Maybe Caitlyn just wanted to take things really slowly. If that was the case, it was probably important for them to have a conversation about it.
So, Jinx brought it up one night after dinner and a movie, as Caitlyn was walking her back to her place.
“Am I coming on too strong?” Jinx asked her.
Caitlyn blinked, giving her that adorable deer-in-the-headlights expression.
“What? No! Of course not.”
Jinx smiled, but her brow furrowed.
“Oh, okay. I just… I don’t want to pressure you or anything, but I was just wondering why you haven’t ever wanted to spend any time at home. I promise my apartment isn’t a pig sty or anything,” Jinx joked, trying to lighten the mood.
“No, that’s not—I’m sure your place is lovely, and I’d love to see it! I just…” Caitlyn bit her lip, and she let go of Jinx’s hand. They stopped walking. “There’s something I’ve got to talk to you about, that I’ve been putting off because it’s… embarrassing, sort of? But very important. I just wanted more time to think about it, but—”
Jinx touched her arm. “It’s alright! I don’t want to make you rush into anything.”
“No, it’s alright. I haven’t really dated a lot of people, and I wanted to make sure that I was—that we were both serious about this before I said anything. I’m sorry if my behavior was a bit strange. I just… I really like you, and I didn’t want to ruin things.”
Jinx frowned. “Cait, you’re wonderful. I don’t think you could ruin this if you tried.”
Caitlyn smiled sheepishly, flashing that tooth gap that Jinx always loved to see.
“Thank you, Jinx. This is…” She sighed. “I don’t really want to talk about it out here. I think I’d be okay coming up to yours, if you’re fine with that.”
Jinx’s eyes lit up. “Of course! I’ve been dying to have you over.”
Caitlyn blushed. “Gods, I hope that doesn’t change after this,” she muttered under her breath.
Jinx was able to afford a rather nice loft on her current salary. It was nothing luxurious, but it was far more than she had ever had growing up. The place was decorated in her typical style, covered in bright splashes of color and neon lights.
“It’s very ‘you’,” Caitlyn said, admiring the decor.
“I did a lot of the art myself, actually.”
“Really? That’s impressive! I had no idea you were such a talented artist.”
“If you’d come over sooner you would’ve found out.” Caitlyn smiled, but Jinx could tell she had made the older woman feel bad. “Ah, sorry. Just teasing.”
“It’s quite alright.”
Caitlyn hovered around the apartment, seemingly not wanting to sit down. Jinx offered to fix her a drink, but she just asked for water. Jinx grabbed a beer for herself.
“So, still wanna talk?”
Caitlyn shoved her hands in her pockets and took a deep breath.
“Yeah. I really should.”
“Take your time. I’m not gonna force you to do anything you don’t want to.”
Caitlyn smiled so warmly and earnestly that Jinx felt like she might melt.
“Thank you, Jinx. Really.”
“It’s no problem at all.”
Jinx sat down on a barstool while Caitlyn stood across from her on the other side of her kitchen island. She put both of her hands on the granite countertop, drumming them against the stone surface.
“I’m really not sure how to start. I… There’s this thing that runs in my family. With the alphas in my family in particular.”
Caitlyn sucked in a deep breath as her face grew hot. Jinx reached across the counter to hold her hand, but she pulled away, squeezing it into a tight fist.
“Sorry, this is just really embarrassing. Um…” Caitlyn swallowed, trying to wet her dry mouth. “Have you ever heard of something called the ‘Stallion gene’?”
Jinx froze. She did her best to keep her jaw from dropping as she stared at her girlfriend in shock and awe. Caitlyn’s eyes widened in response. She looked scared. Jinx immediately fixed her face.
“Yes, I have. But… I thought it was just a myth, or like, a fantasy.”
Caitlyn closed her eyes as her blush deepened.
“It’s, uh… It’s not. It’s very real, and I happen to have it.”
Jinx didn’t know what to say. She leaned back on the stool, doing her best to process the bomb that had just been dropped on her. There was no way she would have guessed that this was what Caitlyn had been so nervous about telling her.
“I’m sure you have questions, and I’m happy to answer them,” said Caitlyn. “I know that this is kind of a big deal, and I really hope it won’t change our relationship going forward, but you needed to find out at some point.”
Jinx scrambled to find her words.
“No, no! It won’t change anything at all, I swear. And I don’t need to ask any questions if it makes you uncomfortable.”
Caitlyn looked pained. “But you should, because you deserve to know what you’re getting into. This is why I hardly ever date anyone, Jinx. Because I’m not… I can’t just have a ‘normal’ relationship with someone.”
“What the fuck are you saying? Babe, you’ve been so normal this whole time. I mean, really, it’s kind of been like a dream, but I haven’t noticed anything out of the ordinary.”
“You haven’t been at home with me.”
“You’ve been here for about fifteen minutes and you seem totally chill to me.”
Caitlyn put her face in her hands. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done this. I should go.”
She started to walk away, but Jinx leapt up from her seat and grabbed her by the wrist.
“No! Please, don’t. Cait, I don’t know exactly what’s got you so scared, but I promise I don’t think any less of you or even any differently about you just because of some genetic thing. Just stay, and tell me what you think I need to hear. And if anything sounds like it’s going to be a problem, we can work it out. I promise we can.”
Caitlyn looked like she was going to cry.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Caitlyn, I’m sure. Please, stay.”
Jinx tugged on her arm, pulling her closer. Caitlyn took a deep breath to steady herself.
“Alright. Let’s talk.”
Caitlyn spent the next hour explaining everything to Jinx. It was no surprise to the younger woman that the porn she had watched was overexaggerated and inaccurate. If someone was walking around with a raging erection 24/7, it would make life impossible. That wasn’t how the Stallion gene actually worked.
Essentially, after presenting, an alpha with the Stallion gene would always be “ready to go”, as Caitlyn had put it. She was easily aroused and had a very high libido. Caitlyn handled it by wearing the typical reinforced underwear that many alphas used during ruts, but she also had a special elastic band to keep her cock strapped to her leg. This was all just in case, though, as it wasn’t really an issue for her unless something triggered it, like, for example, the smell of an omega getting ready to go into heat. She wasn’t just getting stiff from a slight breeze like a horny teenager. Something had to happen to shift her thoughts and shut off the muscle memory that kept her in check.
“During the day, it’s easily managed. I used to take suppressants when I was younger, but they only halfway worked and they started giving me major headaches. Now, I’ve conditioned myself to, uh… keep it down , and it doesn’t really bother me much anymore. When there are other people around, I just stay calm and I feel normal. But when I let myself relax and get comfortable…” Caitlyn made a gesture miming an erection. “So when I’m at home, it’s… Uh…”
She got too embarrassed to continue. Jinx was getting the idea.
“It sounds less like being in a rut and more like being in heat all the time,” she said. “Less aggression, more desire.”
“I never thought of it that way, but yes, that’s a good way to put it,” said Caitlyn. “Still vastly less intense than either and easily controlled, but it can make me feel sort of… pathetic, sometimes.”
Jinx reached out and gently stroked her hand.
“I’m sorry, Cait. That sounds like it’s been a lot to deal with. I can relate, to an extent. I hated how my heats made me feel, but I can at least take suppressants, so…”
Caitlyn nodded. “Thank you. For listening, and for not judging me.”
“Gods, why would I judge you for something that’s out of your control? Trust me, I know how it feels to have your body make you feel like that. If anything, I’m glad you felt like you could tell me all of this.” Jinx leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I’m not going to break up with you over some stupid gene. If anything, I want to help you however I can.”
Caitlyn did actually start crying, and Jinx pulled her closer and ran her fingers through her hair, whispering comforts until she stopped.
“You know, I do think it’s hilarious that you didn’t want to come to my apartment because you were scared that you would instantly get a boner,” said Jinx. “Certainly a big boost to my ego.”
Caitlyn laughed through her tears.
“Don’t start feeling too special, I can get hard over literally nothing.”
Jinx sucked her teeth, trying to decide if what she was about to say was insensitive or not.
“Caitlyn… I do think that’s really hot. I’m sorry if that’s too forward or whatever, but I do need you to know that everything you’ve described to me tonight is like, a turn on for me.”
Caitlyn wiped her eyes and pulled herself away from Jinx.
“Are you sure? I know it seems exciting at first, but it’s really more of an annoyance than anything.”
“I think I can handle it. It’s my turn to admit something embarrassing—I did kind of know what the Stallion gene was already because I’ve watched a lot of that kind of porn.”
Caitlyn was blushing yet again, and she squeezed her legs together.
“ Oh . Well. It’s certainly not everything it’s made out to be. It can definitely get exhausting after a while.”
“The thing about me is that I’m kind of a horny piece of shit even with the suppressants, but at least it’s all on my terms,” said Jinx, smirking. “I think we can find a way to make this work.”
Caitlyn nodded and she paused to think for a moment. Jinx watched the thoughts turn over in her mind until she finally spoke.
“How about… If you’re comfortable with it, you can come over to my place on Friday night? You don’t have to stay overnight, of course, but if you’re really that interested, you can see what it’s like. I’ll just go about things like normal. We can have dinner, watch a movie, do whatever. And you can see what I’m like… ‘after hours’.”
Caitlyn hadn’t stopped blushing, and Jinx found it adorable. She reached up and stroked the alpha’s cheek.
“I’d love that.”
Caitlyn let out a shaky sigh of relief.
“Great. Um… Make sure you wear something comfy. Dress down, I mean. I usually put on loungewear when I get home because it’s more comfortable.”
Jinx nodded, understanding that Caitlyn didn’t want to feel like the odd one out.
“Right, I’ll pack a bag with some PJs.”
And just like that, it was a date.
Jinx was so excited that it made the rest of the week drag by until Friday finally rolled around. She left work with a change of clothes in her backpack and met Caitlyn in the lobby of the building. They made small talk about their jobs and what they had been up to in the interim. In contrast to some of their prior dates, it felt very comfortable and casual. A welcome change, as Jinx had been wanting to spend time with Caitlyn away from prying eyes, where the two of them could relax and be themselves. Knowing what she knew now, she couldn’t wait to see what that meant for Caitlyn.
Though she had to restrain herself. She was worried that she was going to oversexualize her partner, and that wasn’t what she wanted. Caitlyn wasn’t a porn star playing pretend. She was a real person with a real genetic condition, and Jinx wanted to be respectful of that. She was here to help Caitlyn—not for her own pleasure.
Of course, Caitlyn’s penthouse was much nicer than Jinx’s loft. That was to be expected. It was a lot bigger, too, and the alpha gave her a quick tour before she slipped off to her bedroom to change. Jinx was directed to the bathroom to change her clothes, which she did very quickly and found herself sitting in the living room waiting for Caitlyn to emerge.
When she did, she was wearing an old U of P t-shirt and a loose pair of basketball shorts. It was immediately apparent that she wasn’t wearing anything else underneath them, as Jinx could see the outline of her cock swaying between her legs as she walked. It was huge. Not just long, but thick. Jinx did her best to act like it was no big deal and pretended like she wasn’t salivating at the sight of it. She crossed her legs tightly and smiled.
“So, what’s for dinner?” she asked.
“I was thinking we could order something? I had planned on cooking, but I wasn’t able to make it to the store yesterday. Is there anything you’re craving?”
“I haven’t had Shuriman food in a while.”
“That can be arranged,” said Caitlyn, giving her a handsome smirk as she pulled her phone out of her pocket.
Jinx did her best to look anywhere but between Caitlyn’s legs as they picked out their food and placed the order. Once that was done, the alpha reached for the remote.
“I have to admit, I didn’t really plan well for this,” she said sheepishly. “I don’t have a movie in mind or anything.”
“That’s alright! Actually, there’s this new show on Runeflix that I’ve been meaning to watch.”
Caitlyn pulled up the streaming service and handed the remote to Jinx to let her pick out something for them to watch. Jinx got caught up in browsing the endless options for a while, but she ultimately settled on the new reality show that had caught her eye. She sat the remote down on the table and leaned back, sitting shoulder to shoulder with Caitlyn. Then, she glanced down.
If Jinx had to guess, Caitlyn was probably just starting to get hard. There was a slight, raised curve in her shorts where her cock was slowly rising. Despite it just being the beginnings of an erection, it was incredibly obvious.
Caitlyn had mentioned that she often wore the same reinforced underwear that alpha’s used during ruts. Jinx could see why.
Yet, Caitlyn didn’t seem to look any different otherwise. She leaned into Jinx, eyes focused on the TV, her expression not betraying anything. This made sense. In her explanation, Caitlyn had told her that it was simply a natural reaction for her when she was relaxed. Her arousal was too constant and too casual for her to react much to it. Jinx was doing her best to behave in a similar manner, praying that Caitlyn couldn’t smell her own arousal just yet.
Jinx focused on the show, which was just as entertaining as she had expected. The two of them laughed and gasped and discussed the drama unfolding before them. It felt good. This was what Jinx had been missing in their relationship up until now. This blissful domesticity.
She didn’t dare look down again until their food was delivered. There hadn’t been much change. Caitlyn was still only partially hard. Jinx hoped she wasn’t holding back just because she was there.
Jinx offered to grab the food, not sure if Caitlyn wanted to expose her chub to the hallway outside. They moved to the dinner table to eat, but left the TV playing so they could keep watching.
“These two should not get married,” said Caitlyn, pointing her fork at the couple on the show.
“Oh, 100% agree. He sucks! I don’t know what she sees in him.”
They both laughed. After eating a little more, Jinx couldn’t help but check in on her partner.
“How’re ya doing?”
Caitlyn smiled and swallowed her food before answering.
“I’m perfectly fine, especially with you here. This is… easier than I thought it would be.”
“To be honest, you really hyped this up, but you’ve just kind of been sitting around with your dickprint on display. Not that it isn't impressive.”
That got her to blush.
“I’ve just been thinking about dinner, so I was more hungry than anything.” Caitlyn pushed her food around in the takeout container. “If I’m focused enough on something, it tends to keep things chill. Not completely, but I’m not going to pop one thinking about Shuriman kebabs.”
She laughed, and Jinx laughed with her.
“Right, of course.”
Jinx helped Caitlyn tidy up after dinner, and they returned to the couch.
That was when it really started.
It was impossible for Jinx to not keep cutting glances at her cock. It rose slowly, but it rose all the same, tenting her shorts and bouncing as it reached full mast.
Gods, she was massive. Jinx knew for a fact that she couldn’t fit that monster inside of her no matter how badly she wanted to try. She was going to have to train herself up to it. The effort would surely be worth it.
No longer able to restrain herself, Caitlyn slipped her hand into her shorts and started stroking herself. She stayed focused on the show, almost as if what she was looking at and the act of pleasuring herself were entirely disconnected. It reminded Jinx of how she used to enjoy doodling during lectures. Something to keep her hands occupied.
Though her expression didn’t change, there was this look in her eyes. A sort of lustful, glazed over look that Jinx typically associated with omegas in heat.
There was no doubt that Caitlyn could smell her now, but she kept her legs crossed tightly and tried to stay focused on the show while the alpha jerked off right next to her. They were still shoulder to shoulder—Caitlyn was using her right arm so as not to bother Jinx. The sound of her hand sliding up and down her cock and her breath hitching drowned out the TV in Jinx’s ears. After a few minutes, she came, which Jinx only realized because she felt her tense up and heard her grunt softly. Jinx cast her eyes down, watching her dick twitch and bob in her shorts as she came. It fell slightly, but didn’t soften completely, leaving its outline on full display through the mesh fabric.
Every muscle in Jinx’s body was tense from the thrill of watching her partner jerk off and cum right next to her as if it was nothing. Caitlyn leaned back, breathing just a little harder than normal, eyes still glued to the TV. Still glazed over.
Jinx couldn’t help herself.
“Babe… That was so hot.”
Caitlyn behaved as if she had been snapped out of a trance, her eyes darting towards Jinx, though that look didn’t leave them. As their eyes met, her cock twitched and started to rise again.
“I’ve… never done that before,” said Caitlyn, voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve never just sat with someone and—”
Jinx leaned forward and silenced her with a gentle kiss.
“Did you like it?” she asked when she pulled away.
Caitlyn bit her lip and breathed through her nose, nostrils flaring. She stared at Jinx, who recognized the signs of tears threatening to spill over.
“Yeah,” she finally said, her voice cracking. “I really, really did.”
“Oh, baby.” Jinx laid her hand on Caitlyn’s thigh. “It’s alright.”
Caitlyn nodded and wiped her eyes with one hand while the other slipped back under her waistband. She was nearly fully erect again.
“I… I don’t usually wear shorts when I’m home,” said Caitlyn.
Jinx read between the lines.
“You can take them off if it’s more comfortable. I don’t mind.”
The alpha nodded again and hooked her thumb under the waistband of her shorts, pulling them off and wiggling until they fell around her ankles. Her cock sprung forth, wagging in the air. It looked weighty (Jinx imagined how it would feel laying on her face). Caitlyn's condom had already started to balloon from her first orgasm—gods it was a lot of cum. The TV show had been mostly forgotten at this point, as Jinx couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight of the alpha jerking off, her hand sliding up and down her shaft, chest rising and falling.
Again, she came. This time, Jinx was offered a much better view of her cock as it spasmed, twitching and spurting again and again to fill the condom even more. Again, Caitlyn was quiet, just breathing a little harder than normal and clenching her jaw.
Every day. She did this every day. Jinx imagined Caitlyn coming home every night, taking off her pants, slipping on a condom, and touching herself throughout the evening to ease her aching arousal.
Fuck it. Caitlyn could certainly smell the lust pooling between her legs. Jinx was embarrassingly wet now, and she had to do something about it. It only felt appropriate if she played along with her girlfriend.
Jinx slipped her thumbs under her shorts, under her underwear, and pulled both down, completely exposing herself. Caitlyn’s eyes did widen at that, and even more so when Jinx leaned back against the arm of the couch to face Caitlyn, spreading her legs and slipping a hand between them. She closed her eyes and started to rub her clit as she leaked all over the couch cushions. Jinx silently hoped Caitlyn had chosen furniture that was easy to clean.
She opened one eye to see Caitlyn shifting her position, sliding her feet across the couch so that they were between Jinx’s legs. She was stroking herself yet again, working her member back up to its astounding full length. Jinx dipped her fingers down between her folds, lubing them up before returning to her clit, rubbing slick circles around it. Her hips bucked slightly. She caught herself wishing Caitlyn was the one touching her, so she opened her eyes to watch her partner touch herself.
Jinx would never get over that look in her eyes. She was sure that she was mirroring it now, but Caitlyn looked so beautiful when she was drunk on her own arousal. Her hand moved skillfully and automatically. An expert at touching herself. Jinx had a lot to learn from her if she wanted to please Caitlyn properly.
“Let me know when you’re close,” said Caitlyn, panting. “I can hold off. I want to…”
She trailed off before she could finish her sentence, suddenly embarrassed with what she was saying.
“It’s okay baby. We can come together,” said Jinx, tossing her head back. She plunged two fingers inside herself, then decided to add a third. It was a bit of a stretch, but she wanted to get a head start on preparing herself for the alpha’s overly large cock.
Caitlyn hummed in response. Her hand was moving more rapidly this time, and she was raising her hips a little as if she was fucking her own hand. She slowed up and sped down, edging herself to match Jinx’s pace. Jinx couldn’t decide whether she wanted to make eye contact with Caitlyn or stare at her dick as it bobbed and jerked in the air. She so desperately wanted to touch it, to taste it, to pull off the condom and let her paint her body with her next load.
But that wasn’t what this was about. This was about sharing something with Caitlyn, making her feel comfortable. Showing her that Jinx was committed to this.
She curled her fingers inside herself, pressing against her sweet spot while rubbing her clit with her thumb.
“I’m close,” she choked out.
Caitlyn nodded, unable to form a proper sentence. Her mouth hung open slightly, and she was still staring at Jinx with those lust-drunk, glazed eyes.
Jinx would never, ever get tired of seeing her like this.
She gasped and her back arched as a rush of pleasure ripped through her, sending her trembling and causing her walls to clamp down around her fingers. Caitlyn followed suit almost immediately, letting loose an orgasm that she had been holding back and spilling heavy loads into the condom, which had more than doubled in size and was sagging off the end of her cock. She let herself groan this time, matching Jinx’s energy.
Jinx slowly pulled out her fingers and put them in her mouth, sucking them clean as she continued to stare at the alpha and her bobbing cock. She could even see her balls convulsing as she continued to spill cum into the condom, the weight of it dragging her dick downwards as it softened.
Jinx found herself wishing that there was some kind of condom equivalent she could use for herself, as her own cum had pooled beneath her on Caitlyn’s leather couch.
“Fuck,” she hissed, dragging two fingers through the slick beneath her. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. It’s leather for a reason,” said Caitlyn between breaths. “Paper towels in the kitchen, by the sink.”
Jinx stood on wobbly legs and squirmed as she felt the wetness between her thighs when she walked. It was making her horny all over again—which was probably a good thing, because she was sure Caitlyn wasn’t done.
As Jinx cleaned up the couch, Caitlyn carefully pulled the condom off and tied it, unceremoniously placing it on the floor before grabbing another one from a drawer in the coffee table. She opened the packet with her teeth and rolled it on with the expertise of someone who had done this a thousand times over. Probably way more than that, but Jinx wasn’t about to start doing the math now.
“Do you want me to toss that?” asked Jinx, gesturing at the filled condom as she moved to throw away the paper towels.
“Sure,” said Caitlyn, already fondling herself again. “Sorry for making you clean up.”
“I made the mess, it’s fine.” Jinx tossed everything in the trash. “I’m honestly worried I might make another.”
“There are towels in the hall closet. And a vibrator in my nightstand, if you want it. Should be charged.” Caitlyn realized what she was implying. “I mean, only if you want to go again! You really don’t have to, we can go back to watching TV.”
Jinx leaned over the back of the couch and planted a soft kiss on Caitlyn’s forehead.
“You are so thoughtful,” she said, heading down the hall to retrieve the items.
Caitlyn was staring at her when she returned—still lazily massaging her cock, but looking at Jinx with so much tenderness in her eyes. Jinx spread the towel out on the couch and sat back down, fiddling with the vibrator until she found a setting she liked and pressing it against herself. Her hips jerked involuntarily at the sudden, intense contact, and she had to turn down the vibrations to avoid overstimulating herself too quickly. Once she settled into a pleasant rhythm, she looked at Caitlyn, who was still staring at her. Jinx smiled back at her partner, hoping that her expression was able to convey all the warmth and appreciation she felt from being able to share this experience with her.
Caitlyn sighed sweetly and said, “I love you.”
Immediately, she clapped a hand over her mouth and turned a shade of red that made Jinx genuinely concerned.
“OhmygodIamSOsorry! I didn’t mean to—gods, I can’t believe I would do that right now of all times. Bloody hell, Caitlyn, what is wrong with you?”
The entire time, her hand did not leave her dick, as if it was operating on autopilot while she panicked. Then, on cue, she came, and she made an embarrassing, whiny noise and tensed up as she started filling the fresh condom.
Jinx was doing her best not to outright laugh. She turned off the vibrator and sat up, crawling across the couch towards Caitlyn, who was gasping for breath and looking deeply humiliated by the series of events that had just occurred.
“I’m really sorry, Jinx, I don’t know what’s gotten into me—”
“Caitlyn Kiramman, you are so adorable,” said Jinx, gingerly stroking her cock as it finished ejaculating. “I love you, too.”
Caitlyn’s mouth hung open, disbelief writ across her face. When she finally clamped her jaw shut, her lip began to quiver.
“For an alpha, all you do is blush and cry,” Jinx teased. “Which is just another thing that I love about you.”
“I’m just… very sensitive!”
Jinx wrapped her hand around the base of Caitlyn’s shaft and squeezed, feeling it throb in her grip. She couldn't fit her whole hand around it, so it was more like she was holding it in the palm of her hand, massing the sensitive underside.
“You sure are,” she said, grinning. “May I?”
Caitlyn nodded slowly, and Jinx began to slide her hand up and down. Their eyes were locked, Jinx not wanting to miss a single second of that look in her lover’s eyes as she touched her. Jinx’s hands were small and soft, and they provided a novel sensation for Caitlyn, who had been playing with her own hands and a variety of toys since she had first presented. This was genuinely the first time that someone else had ever touched her like this, and it was completely euphoric. Not to mention that Jinx looked so tiny next to her. Caitlyn had never really considered herself to be interested in any kind of size difference, but she was quickly changing her mind as she imagined what Jinx would look like if they ever fucked. Her cock was going to fill her entire abdomen.
“It feels… so good…” she whispered. “Please, don’t stop.”
“I won’t, baby. I won’t.”
Caitlyn hardened under Jinx’s touch. The condom was lubricated, but Jinx didn’t love the feeling of it, so she dipped her hand between her legs to provide some of her own lube. Slick, lewd sounds filled the air around them as she coated Caitlyn’s cock in her cum. She was desperate to bend down and lick it, but she withheld, not wanting to ruin the moment. She kept eye contact with Caitlyn, their faces just a few inches apart. She watched her breathing speed up, her chest rising and falling. She saw her lick her lips and swallow. She looked deep into those glazed eyes, enjoying every second she spent pleasuring her alpha.
Her alpha? That was new. She liked the sound of it, though.
Caitlyn was throbbing, twitching, clearly ready to burst, but she didn’t let herself. Instead, she stared at Jinx and asked, “Can I?”
Warmth flooded Jinx’s chest, her heart skipping a beat. Caitlyn was looking up at her with wide, pleading eyes and the most beautifully pitiful expression on her face, and she was asking for permission to cum.
Jinx closed the gap between them, giving her a quick kiss before whispering in her ear.
“Yes, baby. You can.”
Caitlyn moaned loud, her eyes rolling back as she had a full body orgasm. Her cock spasmed harder than it had before and Jinx felt every twitch, every jerk, every tense and release as load after load exploded out of her. Jinx dared to look down and knew that it would already be time for a new condom as the current one had swelled so much just from two orgasms. If this was the effect Jinx had on her, she never wanted to stop doing this. She would gladly quit her job and spend the rest of her days pleasuring Caitlyn Kiramman in the comfort of her own home, even if she never got a chance to do more than give her a handjob.
“You’re beautiful,” Jinx murmured, kissing her neck over her scent gland, briefly entertaining the idea of sinking her teeth into it someday. “I love you so much.”
“I—hngnh—love you too,” Caitlyn groaned. Her orgasm still wasn’t finished with her, aftershocks leaving her trembling as her member continued to leak.
Jinx pushed herself off of Caitlyn and leaned back, grabbing the vibrator to give herself a well-earned reward for her hard work.
Caitlyn laid still for about ten minutes, drained by her lover’s touch, before she sat up to replace the condom and resume her nightly ministrations. Jinx was amazed that she was able to recover from that at all, let alone so quickly.
“You’re really something,” she said, still holding the vibrator against her clit.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself,” said Caitlyn, rolling on the fresh condom. “I have to admit, I am too.”