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Hunter doesn't release his omega's neck until he feels the blood on the back of his tongue. It tastes sweet, just like he always thought his omega would taste like, there's an underside metallic taste on it, but that's natural and it makes the whole experience a lot more realistic.
The boy is trembling and moaning under his body and Hunter mourns the fact that his mate is not in heat yet. They can't mate properly until then and the only thing he can do now is mark him. But that's fine for now. He wouldn't want to mate with an entire audience anyway. His mate is for him to see and relish only and he won't allow a bunch of beta peasants to see his mate while in heat.
It's terrible enough that his omega choose to waste his time with a beta while waiting for his true alpha.
Once he's finally free from his mate's bite, the omega whines and buries his face on his chest, scenting him like a blind kitten, is kind of endearing and Hunter allows himself to let out a sigh of contentment while passing his finger through the soft locks of chestnut hair.
He sniffs his hair and kisses on the top of his head "Hunter" He whispers in his ear, holding the boy as close as possible "Your alpha's name is Hunter Clarington" His voice is deep and his name is said like a command. Hunter Clarington is his alpha's name, his one true mate's name.
And he better not forget it.
"Kurt Hummel" Murmurs the omega against his chest, still not ready to lose the scent of his future mate "My name is Kurt"
And just like that the world around them starts to move again. Hunter takes on the people around them, all of them avoiding his gaze on them with awkward expressions on their faces. He takes on the mess he did in the café; the late long forgotten in the floor from the moment he decided to hold his soon to be mate, on the coffee ingredients thrown on the floor from his previous furious rampage.
"I'm sorry, sir" Says an awkward looking female beta "But I'll have to ask you to leave, you're making our costumes uncomfortable" Hunter nods, mostly because he's still holding his omega. Kurt, he muses to himself, his Kurt. And because he doesn't wants to unsettle his future mate by getting angry again.
"Alright" He agrees "Come on, Kurt" He smiles, holding on his omega's shoulders "Let's get you out of that horrid apron" Kurt giggles and nudges his chest with his cheek one last time.