(BL)Alpha Made

Chapter 159: I’m here to pick up my boyfriend, the CEO

Chapter 159: I’m here to pick up my boyfriend, the CEOAndrew was sure he looked about as uncomfortable as he felt as he moved towards the CEO’s office. He could feel everyone who hadn’t been around when he and Maxwell had been touring staring at him. It was clear that there weren’t a lot of people who came up here without a purpose, but thankfully, Mr. Newman saw him right away.

Mr. Newman pushed himself away from his desk, leaving his task and coming to greet Andrew with a smile.

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"You can always use my jacket. I never really need them." Andrew got a glare for his words as Maxwell took his free hand in his and tugged him towards his office, leading the way. Andrew watched him, a man completely bewitched.

"Never say those words again, Mr. I’ll sleep outside in the freezing cold." Andrew tossed his head back, laughing.

"You’ll never let me live that down, will you?" Andrew asked and Maxwell scoffed.

"How could I? I nearly had a heart attack seeing you on that damn patio! I thought about storming the apartment if you didn’t hear me." Maxwell told him and Andrew gave his hand a squeeze.

"Awe. That’s so kind of you, Maxy. My knight in shining armor." Maxwell’s ears were pink as Andrew said it, loudly enough that he hoped everyone heard him. Maxwell was his knight in shining armor. Without him, Andrew wasn’t sure how he would have made it out alive from what had happened to him.

"Don’t make fun of me." Maxwell growled as he yanked his door open and Andrew laughed.

"I would never consider such a thing." Andrew told him, grinning when Maxwell cast a disbelieving look behind him.

"I beg to differ." Maxwell complained and Andrew felt the door close behind him.

"But you like it when I beg." Andrew said and Maxwell’s face turned red.

"Andy!" He protested and Andrew laughed, delighted to see Maxwell flustered. He knew it was because they were in his workspace and he liked to keep his image professional, but he doubted that a single person outside of that door would doubt Maxwell’s preferences. "You can’t say that here!" Maxwell protested, dragging him further into the office, away from the doors so that Andrew had a view of the city below.

The small seating area was littered with papers, no doubt from the meeting he’d just had, and the other door leading to the meeting room off of his office was closed. The rest of the space smelled of Maxwell, and Andrew took a deep, soothing breath.

"The door was closed." Andrew told him cheekily and Maxwell glared at him.

"Not enough, and you were too close to it! You know that those who have secondary sexes like ours have better hearing!" He protested and Andrew tugged Maxwell closer, wrapping his arms around the smaller man and enjoying the feeling of him pressed against him. He missed not being able to do this whenever he wanted.

"It’s alright. They probably already know what kind of relationship we have, and I don’t care if weird rumours get spread about me. I like who we are together, and I don’t care what that says about me. You’re in a position of power, so I feel like they would assume that of you." Andrew told him and Maxwell grumbled, his grip tight on Andrew as he held him just as tightly as Andrew held him.

"I still would like to keep that secret, alright? So no more...talking like that." Maxwell warned and Andrew laughed, giving him a squeeze.

"Alright. I promise." Andrew told him before he felt his shoulders finally relax. "I missed being able to hold you whenever I wanted." Andrew admitted to him, and Maxwell’s grip tightened on him.

"...Me too." He muttered and Andrew felt his heart swell. This man was too freaking cute for his own good.

"Can I get a kiss?" Andrew asked and Maxwell jerked his head back. He gave Andrew a scowling look.

"Do you even need to ask? Come here." Maxwell ordered and Andrew bent, meeting his lips eagerly. It appeared as if Maxwell was just as eager to kiss him, rubbing his tongue along Andrew’s until Andrew felt his breathing go unsteady, and his cock strained against his pants.

"Max." Andrew protested and Maxwell pulled away, a glint in his eyes.

"There is a storage closet on this floor." Maxwell offered and Andrew’s face flushed.

"We are not doing anything like that on the first day!" Andrew protested and Maxwell sighed sadly.

"And here I was thinking I would be able to tempt you into it. I guess I’ll just have to try tomorrow." Maxwell grinned at him deviously.

Andrew felt a sudden swell of emotion, a feeling of rightness, and Andrew swallowed, before he bent his head and kissed Maxwell slowly, carefully, like he held everything in the world that had meaning to him.

Maxwell was trembling when Andrew pulled away, his blue eyes pools of emotion.

"Baby...are you okay?" Maxwell asked and Andrew nodded.

"I’m fine. I’m really okay." Andrew told him, meaning the words, and Maxwell seemed to understand what Andrew meant. Andrew was okay. He was going to be fine. He could live, he could adjust, he could adapt.

He was going to be just fine.