Law's being very distracting. He somehow managed to tumble into his lap from the bed – Kid doesn't know how, but Law is extremely resourceful and nothing he's capable of faces him anymore. That's a completely and utter lie, of course, but Kid needs to keep his dignity intact somehow. It's very difficult when Law is nuzzling at his neck, licking and nipping occasionally, but he needs to finish this essay and can't procrastinate any longer. The Omega smells divine; he's pushing the pheromones at him, he has to be, because he's rock-hard and it's not normal, even though Law keeps shifting and isn't wearing anything but a pair of boxers.
"Alpha, please," his mate whispers, nuzzling at his ear now, and Kid has to clamp down on the impulse to get up and throw him onto the bed.
"Law," he says, trying to sound stern but failing drastically as his voice has dropped into a husky growl.
"iPlease/i. Kid, please," Law pleads, shifting to throw his arms around his neck and bury his face in his shoulder, making the Alpha groan as the heady scent fills his nostrils and almost makes his head swim. "I want you so much. Please."
"I need to finish this essay, darling." Law whines, grip tightening. "It won't take more than ten minutes. Go back to bed, I'll be with you when I'm done, all right?"
"Eight minutes."
"All right, eight minutes. Go back to bed."
"I need help."
Kid rolls his eyes.