CRAIG

I awake with my body feeling exhausted which is not surprising. I stare at the ceiling not believing I mated Tweek. It was so weird how after all of this time this is how we meet up. God he smelled great, looked nice, the way he responded to my body, my alpha was truly amazed. I feel ashamed as I remember biting the holy hell of him when we had sex in the middle of the night. I felt so overwhelmed. My alpha hated we couldn't bond him. My alpha was not in the mood to taste leather but flesh instead. I shudder not wanting to remember that. I never felt the need to bond an omega. Ever. I'm not use to that feeling at all. That sweet scent, the slick, his obedience and willingness to let me bond him is what caused me to lose control. I know he didn't mean to submit to me like that but holy fuck. I look to my right spotting Tweek. He is trying to move. I sit up fully with my inner alpha on high alert.

"What do you need?" I ask concerned. It's my nature to feel concerned as his heat just ended. I'm surprised he is even trying to move.

"I just want to go to the bathroom," he cries covering his face in frustration. "Oh my god I feel like I can't function." I raise an eyebrow because as omega he should know better. On the other hand I admire that he is trying to be independent. Some omegas love being helpless after their heat knowing an alpha has to help. Despite omega bitches.

"That's normal," I reply. "Did you want me to stay until you are able to move, or did you want the staff to assist you during your recovery period?"

"Can you help my right now," he replies. "I will have the staff help me after this." I'm so glad he said that. At the mating house I usually never stick around to help the omega as they always ask for the staff to do it. Tweek already has me feeling out of my comfort zone enough as it is.

"Hang on, I got you," I reply getting up. I pick Tweek up bridal style carrying him into my bathroom. For a lean guy he is not heavy at all. I sit him down on the toilet. "Just let me know when you are ready." Tweek nods his head yes. I close the door behind me on my way out. God I need a smoke. I walk over to my phone picking it up. I can't believe Leslie didn't even text me but at the same time it's whatever. She's not my girlfriend. Let's just said we have an understanding or we did.

A lot of people are probably wondering what happened between Tweek and I? Why did we break up? Things changed when we got to middle school. He started to annoy me. I was wanting to hang out with some of the kids from the next town over. I wanted to be single and mingle so to speak. I also felt like he relied on me way too much. I had to always calm him down from anxiety attacks. He wanted flowers, candy and presents for his birthday, valentine's day, our anniversary. He was so clingy, so needed, I couldn't deal. I never told him any of this because it would have hurt him. I just said hey it seems like we are in different places, let's just try doing our own thing. He was okay with it. I think he believed we would get back together but that never happened. I drifted away from Token and Clyde too as they gave me grief over ending the relationship. Tweek agreed so I don't know why they were getting on my case. My phone dings interrupting my thoughts.

Eddie: Where the fuck you at bro?

Craig: Had rut my guy

Eddie: Must be with an omega in heat because rut is only 3 days

Craig: Yup

Eddie: Ah Leslie

Craig: No Leslie, she's being a bitch

Eddie: Oh so new pussy

Craig: You can say that

I met Eddie born Edward in 9th grade. He is a beta but really down to earth. He is the one who got me into smoking. I recall Token and Clyde disapproving. Of course they would since they play sports. I wasn't playing sports so no sense in me missing out on the fun. I roll my eyes remembering that.

Eddie: Mating house?

Craig: Yeah. I actually mated one of my ex's

Eddie: Ex? You haven't been in a relationship since I have known you.

Craig: Exactly. No feelings there. They choose me but I don't mind though

I don't mind to a certain extent. Tweek scent is…..I growl lowly because it turns me on to remember. His scent is smells like sweet vanilla. I wish I could have tasted that neck but I already know I would have ended up bonding him. I wasn't in control of my alpha at certain times while Tweek also seem to be losing control towards the end. The fucking shoulder bite was the only way I could quiet the voice down inside. It was scary to lose that much power of myself. Then he was purring like god damn. I have heard omegas purr but it is rare. He felt good at every point throughout our mating. He is going to need a new collar because I bit the shit out of it. Has my teeth marks on it and everything.

Eddie: Right on. So are you going to still try move into the rental?

That is a good question. Do I still want to do that? My parents are supportive as hell. They aren't annoying like most of my peers parents are. We aren't dirt poor anymore so it's not too bad. I do have my own job, my own pickup truck. However…..it would be cool to bring home my sexual partners without worrying about my parents hearing me. However I like the fact I don't have to pay rent. Only everything regarding my truck and well being. Such as food, cell phone, shit like that.

Craig: Still thinking on it

I hear the toilet flush breaking me from my thought. It would be nice to be on my own but I'm saving so much money. Do I really want to give that up?

"Craig," says Tweek. I put my phone down before heading into the bathroom. Tweek face is so flushed. "I'm ready."

"Cool," I reply lifting him up. I sit Tweek down on my bed.

"Can you hand me your room phone?" he asks. The phone is on the nightstand closest to me. I sit the phone close enough for him to grab. Starving. I need to order breakfast. "Hi, this is Tweek Tweak. I would like to be taken to my room for 2 day recover. Um hm, okay, thanks, bye." He hangs up the phone. "They will be here to pick me up at 10:30am." I nod my head. They will be here in an hour.

"I'm going to order breakfast," I reply. "You want anything?"

"Um just some coffee," he replies timidly. "I can order food when I get to my room." Not much has changed about Tweek from what I have witnessed over the past few days. He is just as shy as he ever was. He seems to be lacking confidence in the bedroom department but otherwise he isn't too bad. He was the best when he wasn't thinking so hard about what he was doing. It almost felt like at times he morphed into a different person. Like when he talks dirty…holy fuck. Outside of us fucking I haven't said much to him. Only when I had to. I'm not sure if he noticed or not. He grabs his phone from his nightstand as I place our order. As always, the food arrives timely. When I say timely I'm talking within 20 minutes. I hand Tweek his coffee. "You seem so comfortable with this."

"Here yes," I reply. "I made the mistake of trying another mating house once before." I snort. "God awful." Tweek looks freaked out. I laugh. "Relax, this place is really good."

"I do like it here thus far," he says softly. He wouldn't survive at the urgent mating centers or other ones. They aren't as nice looking as this one. Here we at least have meals. The other one. Yeah no. You better bring food with you or your starving. Some alphas there are total assholes but the omegas can be just as bad. I begin to eat my steak, egg, and cheese bagel breakfast sandwich. The aids arrive when I'm half way through my meal taking Tweek away. It's weird but it was kind of nice to see him. I finish up my meal checking out. I think I should still have some food at home. No need for me to make any stops thank god. I'm not ready to deal with people like that. Plus Tweek's scent is heavily on my skin. It might take a week at this point for this shit to wear off. I get home to see Leslie on the porch. I roll my eyes walking towards her. She stands up from the porch steps she was sitting on.

"What do you want Leslie," I drone. I don't have time for her shit. Not after she just left me high and dry for my rut.

"Whatever," she snaps rolling her neck. And her we fucking go.

"Do you want to talk?" I ask. "I'm not trying to argue with you outside." Key word argue. I don't have a problem talking shit out. Leslie on the other hand…..I unlock the door knowing my parents are at work. Tricia is either here or somewhere fucking. Don't know, don't care. Leslie walks into the house closing the door. She wrinkles her nose as she locks it.

"You stink of another omega," she replies.

"I was in rut," I reply heading up the stairs not waiting for her. I can hear her behind me. "You know how this shit works. You know damn well I like to make for my ruts. Did you really think I was going to be put under for my rut?" Let's not forget to mention the fact it cost a good chunk of money.

"Why are you making this fault!?" she exclaims.

"I'm not," I reply heading into my room. It really is her fault. She knows how I am. Most people do especially omegas and yet they keep trying their hand. "I didn't say a damn thing about you." I sit my carrier on suitcase on my bed pulling out my clothes to put in the dirty clothes. Tweek scent is drowning in my clothes although he only touched my clothes maybe twice. His scent is so strong. It feels like he is still beside me.

"All I want is for you to be my boyfriend Craig," she says sadly. The scent of her wanting me is so strong. I don't do relationships. "We have been mating consistently for the past 4 months." I toss my clothes in the dirty bin turning to face her.

"Maybe that is where I fucked up," I reply. "I told you from the beginning I don't want to be in a relationship."

"Why not?" she asks annoyed. "We hang out together all the time. We fuck, we go grocery shopping together. Why can't we be an item? I'm not asking you to bond me for Christ sake." She has a point there. Bonding is the last thing I want to do. That shit is like getting married except worse. You can't just easily walk away. As an alpha I can but the omega…..not so much.

"Yes, your cool to be around," I admit. "Just because we fuck and get along doesn't mean we should be together." I swear people can be so dumb when it comes to relationships. Male or female, doesn't matter. Dumb is dumb. Leslie shakes her head.

"You are so damn stubborn," she replies. "You know you love me." I bust out laughing. Where the hell would she get that idea? Must be that inner omega talking.

"I don't love anyone," I reply. "I barely even love my family."

"Fuck you," she snaps.

"I'm not in the mood," I drone. "I just got my dick wet for 5 days straight." I'm not lying, Tweek was wet as fuck. Leslie slaps the hell out of me before leaving my room. I can hear the house door slam. Thank fucking god. Alright. Now what am I going to get into today while keeping my distance from people. Not feeling people at all. Damnit, I think Tweek is rubbing off on me already.