"She's gonna be back any second-ugh- you gotta get out of here or else-oh fuck yes."

Simon Lewis was laid out on his not particularly amazing bed, with Valentine Morgenstern kneeling between his legs, practically feasting on his throbbing asshole. His tongue as buried in it, practically making Simon rip his hair in pleasure. Simon liked to play it safe, meeting and fucking when they knew they weren't going to be interrupted, but Valentine was a man that lived for danger. He would fuck Simon on the counter when the maid was cleaning the living room. But that doesn't mean Simon didn't like it to.

There were days when Valentine would send Simon a picture of his knot while he was in Econ class and the room would basically flood with the scent of his arousal, prompting the bald headed professor to throw him a particularly nasty glare. Simon would of course excuse himself and proceed to finger himself in the Omega restroom, trying as best as he could to keep his moans quiet, as to not alert the other occupants of the bathroom of his doings in the stall. And you better believe that Valentine would receive an angry phone call following his bathroom session.

Though don't think Simon didn't occasionally put on his favorite gift from his alpha, purple lace panties and a matching bralette, occasionally snapping a rather seductive pic of his hairless legs and sending it to his alpha. And Valentines reaction was, of course, to pull out his cock and rub himself out until his large knot formed at the base, shooting profound amounts of cum on the floor. Well unless he was in a public place, then he would simply try and wait for his boner to go down, and make sure to reprimand the Omega at a later date.

This was Simon and Valentines relationship. They were legally mates, though they weren't willing to tell anyone that. Simon was nineteen and Valentine was forty-two. Their age was so far apart that the younger generation looked at Valentine as one of the those pedophilic alphas that prayed on younger omegas since he couldn't get someone his own age. But Simon turned a blind eye to them, loving Valentin, bald head and all.

Valentine had been mated before, to his best friend Clary's mom Jocelyn. But she had cheated on him with another Alpha, Luke, and they had had their mating marks removed and had moved on. Though neither had known that Jocelyn had been pregnant with twins, who would end up being Clary, his best friend, and Sebastian, resident psychotic Alpha. Clary and Simon had been best friends since they were kids, and Sebastian had either wanted to kill Simon or really wanted to fuck him, he really didn't know the difference. Simon hadn't met Valentine through Clary, in fact, he had recently found out that he was her father.

They had been going through baby pictures a few months ago, and had come across one of Valentine with Jocelyn, right before their separation. Simon had nearly choked on his drink, recognizing the Alpha that had been courting him. And he still hadn't told Clary that he was fucking her legitimate dad. And he planned for it to stay that way.

"But your so close darling, I can't just leave my Omega like this." Valentine grinned between Simon's legs, knowing that this time he was really cutting it close. He knew Clary would be coming here in five minutes and he needed to be gone before she could step foot in the house. But Simon was just so delectable. Before Simon could try and sit up a strong hand pushed him back down and a fierce tongue licked his insides. He moaned louder than normal and arched into the sheets, his mind fighting between trying to get up and giving in. Of course he fell for the latter.

His hearing wasn't as good as an Alpha's, and of course Valentine peeked up from between his legs and spoke in a quiet voice.

"Clary just came in."

Simon cursed, thinking things couldn't get any worse, but of course that was the moment that Valentine curled his fingers so they pressed right up against his g-spot and he came, his cum shooting across his torso. His hips sputtered for a few moments, and only then did he feel Valentine slither off the sheets and stealthily climb under his bed. Before he could question his movements, the door burst open, Clary AND Alec's faces going from happiness to utter disgust. Only then did he remember that he had his shirt pushed up to his chin, no pants and cum on his chest.

He yelped like a dog getting kicked and reached for the covers to hid his indecency. Clary groaned and covered her eyes, a vomiting sound leaving her lips, and Alec just shrugged and sat down in the desk chair.

"Magnus is far worse than you Simon. I've seen it all." Clary was still gagging and rushed to the bathroom, leaving the two boys alone.

"Seeing as Clary is a beta and all, I would assume she'd have better hearing than us. But seeing as she can't hear the guy under your bed I'm starting to think different." Simon went wide eyed and stared at Alec, who stared back with raised eyebrows. He looked to the doorway and spoke as fast as he could muster.

"ImaybematedtoClarysrealdadyoucanttelherandhesundermybed." It took Alec a second to decipher his sentence, but his eyes went wide once he did. The bathroom door opened before he could speak and Clary walked back out. Before Simon could say anything Alec cut in, " Clary could you go downstairs and get us some drinks. I need to talk to Simon. Omega to Omega." She looked between the two and nodded, closing the bedroom door behind her as she left to get them some drinks.

Once she was out of hearing distance Alec exploded. " You're fucking Valentine? Are you kidding me?" Simon opened his mouth to respond but a disgruntled Valentine slithered out from under the bed. "He is not kidding . And it would do you good to keep this between us." He walked to Simon and pecked him on the lips, before stealthily moving to the window and jumping down to the the garden below, fixing his suit, and walking to his car.

Alec stared at the window, mind trying to catch up to what had just happened. Simon stood up and threw on some sweatpants and a random shirt that was on the floor. Clary came back with two cups of tea and one of coffee. She sat on the bed and handed the tea to Simon, the three of them getting to work. Though Clary did have something to say about his attire.

"Weirdly enough Si, you smell like Valentine. Guys must use the same cologne or something." He went bright red at the words but decided to not respond.

Simon snuck out of his room that night, knowing Valentine was expecting him. He walked to the Alpha's house and didn't even bother knocking ,just using his key and slipping in. He could smell the homemade lasagna from the front door, and practically floated through the house. Once he was at the kitchen he sighed at the sight of Valentine in an apron, so un alpha-like, cutting into the dish and sipping a glass of Pinot noir.

"You're early."

"I know I know, Mom went to bed early so I decided why not. You know we need to talk about what happened today. You didn't listen to me and we were this close, do you see how close my finger are, this close to being caught. Now Alec knows, he knows that were mated, and what if he tells Magnus who tells Jace who tells Izzy and it somehow gets to their parents and then gets to Jocelyn and Luke?! Why are you not freaking out?" Simon stared at the silent Alpha and practically growled at his calm demeanor.

Valentine sighed and spoke calmly to the flustered omega. "There is no reason to be worried pumpkin. All that matters is that you approve of us, I do not care what others will say. I only care about what you do. The only reason you would be so fearful, is because you do not believe we will last. Is that what you think Simon."

Simon stared at him, and spoke from the heart. "No no, Valentine. I love you, you know that, I just, I just don't, ugh, I just don't want the people I care about to treat me differently. I don't want Clary to feel betrayed that I kept this from her. But don't ever think that I don't want this. f wouldn't be here If I didn't."

Valentin sprung, dropping the wine glass and cutting knife and moving to Simon, pushing hem against the marble counter and pressing his throbbing erecting against the younger boys pert bottom. He kept his hand pressed against Simon's head, keeping him down. "This is how much I want you Simon. All the time, for as long as I live." He bent down so his lips were at the boys ear, "And if you ever question our mating again, I will fuck you so hard you wont be able to walk for weeks. Are we clear Omega?"

Simon nodded against the marble and moaned when Valentine let his claws show and ripped his pants, knowing what was coming next. A clawed hand rolled down the Alpha's zipper and let free his pulsating cock. He rubbed his precum against the boys rim and his clawed hand held the boys hip in place. He threw his head back and groaned when the head slipped into the boys hole, loving the clenching feeling on his cock.

He slowly slipped the rest of his cock in, until his balls rested against the boys plush ass. He held himself for a moment, giving the boy a minute to adjust. And after a moment or two, he set an unforgiving pace, choked moans leaving the boys wet lips. Simon was in heaven, being fucked by his Alpha on his kitchen marble counter. He couldn't keep up with the alpha, instead of trying to push back on the cock pounding into him, he simply laid against the counter and let himself be wrecked beyond belief. Drool began to spill between his lips onto the counter and over his cheek. Valentine bent over and whispered dirty words of intimacy into the boys ear.

"You like that Si? You like your alphas cock fucking into your tight little hole?" Simon nodded at his words. "This hole is mine, no one else has the fucking right to look at it. Your pleasure is my pleasure and your orgasms will only be by my hand." The words spurred on the omega to reach his release, but he still wanted, no craved, his alphas permission.

"Alpha-Alpha, ple-please-please let me cum. I-I-I oh fuck Alpha please."

His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the alpha whispered the words he was so desperate to hear.

"Omega. Cum."

He screamed as his orgasm crashed through his body, the feeling of his cum jutting across the base of the counter and the stretch of Valentine's knot on his rim. The feeling of his alphas cum rushing into his body was indescribable, and another orgasm washed over him, his spent cock barely able to produce anything anymore. He gasped for air, his lungs desperately needing some, and moved his cheek in the saliva that had dripped from his mouth.

He heard his alpha take deep breaths and try and move his knot around in his ass, groaning at the delicious feeling. He tried to speak, but found his voice was long gone. The only words he could muster were he ones that Valentine wanted to hear.

"Love you alpha."

"Love you too omega. I'll wake you up when my knot goes down. Then we can have some lasagna."