TWEEK
I head back into the living room. I know Craig is mad but I'm really not in the mood. I mean what if he forgets to wrap it up again. That is not a risk I'm willing to take. He will get over it. My heat is due in another week. He should be fine until then.
"Sorry about that Kyle," I reply. I begin to fidget with the hem of my shirt. "Um did you need anything before we get back to it."
"You know we can pick up on this later this week," he replies gesturing towards the books. "I am sure you want to spend time with Craig." I guess my face or scent gives me away. "What's wrong?" I glance at my room door knowing Craig won't come out. He doesn't like conflict. I walk over sitting on the sofa beside Kyle.
"A couple of weeks ago Craig forgot to wear a condom when we had sex," I say lowly.
"What!" exclaims Kyle lowly. "How?" I twitch a little just remembering that. All the feelings of that day comes back to me.
"He said he got caught up in my scent," I mutter. "I had to go to the clinic and take a plan B pill."
"I'm so sorry dude," replies Kyle. "That sounds so rough. I can't believe that happened." I nod my head.
"I should have known something was off," I explain with my voice shaking. "It felt so good, better than usual. My body felt so hot, the feeling of him filling me up, I couldn't get enough. I usually only feel that way during my heat." Kyle nods.
"I heard that um unprotected sex feels better," he replies. "The connect between our partners is heightened." I never thought of it like that. I also didn't even know that is what was happening.
"Craig said he could taste my scent," I reply. I fight down my lust because I secretly like that Craig could taste me. "He said I tasted good." Kyle looks surprised.
"He could taste it?" he inquiries. I nod my head yes. "Your hormones must have been through the roof. Did you want to bond?"
"No well…..yes but not really," I stumble over my words.
"Take a deep breath," says Kyle placing his hand on top of mine.
"Like I didn't want to bond," I reply after a moment. "But when he bit me, I began submitting without thinking twice. He has bitten me before, but this felt different. I ended um finishing again or whatever." I'm trying not to blush but it is still strange to talk about sex.
"That sounds so intense," says Kyle. "I'm almost a little jealous." He chuckles lightly. "I really want to experience that."
"I'm sure you will," I reply. "I can't lie it felt intoxicating." Kyle blushes as I'm sure he can scent my arousal. I couldn't keep it down.
"I'm sure Craig has been very careful," he replies. "I recall him not wanting kids or to be bonded."
"That is true," I agree. "He hasn't changed on that. Ever since then I just can't bring myself to mate him. Like what….what if he forgets again." I bury my face in my hands. "I don't think I can withstand bonding….or..or…becoming pregnant. I'm so fucking scared." Kyle hugs me.
"Hey, it's okay to be scared," he replies. "I wish omegas could take birth control."
"Exactly!" I exclaim sitting up. "It's not omegas fault that our bodies are designed to be fucking popping out babies like crazy." Alphas and betas can take birth control. Omegas male or female we can't. It doesn't work on us at all.
"At least you were able to take the plan B pill," replies Kyle. "Some positive."
"Yeah…." I reply folding my arms. "I ran into Butters trying to make a move on Craig on my way out the clinic. With how I was feeling I lost it."
"Are you fucking kidding me!" exclaims Kyle fuming. I nod my head.
"I literally threatened him," I reply. "I wasn't in the mood to be nice Tweek. Butters doesn't give a shit about anyone but himself. I will seriously kick his ass if he comes near Craig again."
"Do it!" encourages Kyle balling up his fist. "I seriously don't understand how he has yet to be attacked."
"Probably because he is sneaky," I reply. "Like Craig and I weren't official until after this but still."
"I remember," says Kyle smiling. "I was happy when you text me and told me the news. I am surprised you held the other incident from me."
"I didn't want it to overshadow me and Craig dating," I reply. "I never thought we would even get to couple status. Everything is fine minus the sex."
"Did you need someone to talk to?" asks Kyle. "You know omegas has heats and alphas need to mate. I mean they can avoid it, but it is a higher chance of them going into rut or easily being affected by an omega's scent."
"My heat comes next week," I reply. "He will get his wish. Now I'm going to have to make sure he puts a condom on every time."
"I am sure he will remember moving forward," says Kyle. He sighs. "I'm actually debating if I should try dating. I feel a little lonely."
"Awe, don't feel alone," I reply.
"I'm trying not to," he replies. "Being an omega is new. I think I should wait but I want a mate too." Kyle wipes his eyes. I didn't realize how much having a partner meant to him. As an omega it can be the greatest thing ever. "Like telling someone I was born a beta. Like I won't be able to naturally bond or have children for them." Kyle sniffles. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make this all about me."
"No, it's okay," I reply. "Here I am not wanting kids and you do. I feel like such an ass." Kyle begins to laugh. He sniffles.
"Leave it to you to make me feel better," he replies. He takes a deep breath before sighing. "Don't worry so much about Craig being careful. I am sure he will be."
"Yeah," I reply. "I can't help but worry. I was curious though about the um him tasting my scent. W-was that my fault?"
"Not at all," replies Kyle. "It means that you both wanted to bond." Craig wanted to bond me? Kyle scents my confusion. "Did you think otherwise?"
"I thought it was just me," I reply after some thought. "I mean Craig bit me, but I didn't think he wanted to bond."
"I'm sure this is shocking news to you then," replies Kyle. "I would say let it occur naturally, but you want to make sure that alpha is the one. We can only bond to one." I know this and yet I don't have a problem bonding to Craig. For the most part he has been great to me. I just need a little more time to warm up to this whole mating business.
A MONTH LATER
I'm ashamed to admit things between Craig and I haven't been great. I don't even want to talk about it. We drove together to Token parents' home hanging out like we did in elementary. I hung out with them afterwards of course but it was not the same without Craig. We learned to adjust without him though.
"He better have some booze," mutters Craig as we walk towards the house. I know he is in a mood due to the lack of mating. He has on his signature hat with a new coat. It is rather cold but I hate wearing hats. I have this cute knee length pea coat I spent a lot of money on. I dislike the puffy coats.
"He might," I reply. I glance at Craig hoping he is not going to go into rut. His scent is strong. I hope the guys won't be bothered by it. "Token stays in the pool house."
"The pool house!" exclaims Craig. "Since fucking when?"
"Since senior year," I reply. "I'm surprised you didn't know." Token had so many freaking parties his last year of high school. I went to a few but most of them I skipped out on.
"You know we didn't hang around the same people," replies Craig. "That is so crazy me."
"I was surprised his parents let him move into the pool house," I reply. "He had been begging them since 9th grade. Don't know why but they changed their mind." I enter the code to access the backyard.
"God I would have been fucking every single night," Craig states. I frown feeling slight jealousy that he would even voice that in front of me.
"He was," I reply firmly. We walk along side the pool that is covered up for the winter. I get to the side door of the pool house knocking. Clyde opens the door with a drink in hand.
"You guys made it!" he exclaims.
"We said we would be here," says Craig walking inside. I follow behind him. I can see Craig is surprised by the space of the pool house. The pool house is the size of a one bedroom apartment which is what it has become for Token when he is home. Past the entry way to the right is the living room with a nice set up. Token TV is much bigger than mine. His family did use to have guest here. To the left is a breakfast table with a simple kitchen. I like the bar island it has. I recall studying there some nights. On the other side of the wall is Token's room and bathroom. I personally would hate not having a door to my room. It is just an open entry way into his room.
"How was your Thanksgiving?" I inquire.
"It was good," replies Clyde. "Dad is finally learning to cook. I was getting so tired of having to go to over to friends for a good home cook meal."
"I feel you on that," says Craig. "Liquor?"
"Right here?" says Token holding up a bottle.
"Tweekers, you want any?" asks Craig.
"I'm good, thanks," I reply. He walks to the small kitchen Token has. Clyde looks at me.
"Is he okay?" he asks lowly.
"He's fine," I reply.
"His scent is hella strong," replies Clyde.
"He's not going into rut," I whisper. "I don't know what is going on."
"Well at least you're here to mate him if need be," says Clyde. I hold in a gasp as I feel my inner omega stirring inside of me. What the hell was that? "Tweek you good?"
"I'm great," I reply. He leads me to the small living room area.
"Where is David?" asks Clyde. "I'm surprised you guys didn't come over together."
"He had to work tonight," I reply. "He is going to come by after he gets off. Might be bringing some food."
"Nice!" exclaims Clyde. He claps his hands together beginning to rub them. "So what movie did we want to watch this evening?"
"Home Alone?" asks Token. Craig begins to laugh.
"A little too early for holiday movies but I like that one," says Craig. I can smell the whiskey from here. I know Craig won't overdo it. He is use to smoking and drinking knowing his limits.
"I wish I had known we were going to watch a holiday movie," I reply. "I would have baked cookies!"
"I would kill for some of your cookies!" exclaims Clyde causing Craig to growl at him. The room falls silent as Craig scent increases. God damnit. I stand up walking over to Craig. He is shooting daggers at Clyde. I try to calm myself for what I want to do. I do it all the time but never with people watching. I slowly bring my wrist to the side of his neck. I rub slowly with Craig eyes closing.
"Craig…" I say warningly. The last thing I need is him getting an erection right now. Despite our friends being beta he will see not want them to see me aroused in any way. I also don't want to mate him. Craig grabs my wrist turning his nose into sniffing deeply. A low rumble escapes his lips making my knees buckle. His eyes fly open as if he knows what is happening. I stare into his eyes pleading for him to get his shit under control. Craig parts his lips lightly biting my wrist. I make the mistake of whining unable to hold my voice in. His eyes flare. God damnit. Craig closes his eyes once more with his chest heaving. It just continues rubbing his cheek into my wrist scent glad. He finally stops snatching his drink.
"Bathroom," he states.
"Um it's beyond the kitchen to the left," says Token. I can hear he is stunned. They have never had to witness Craig like this. Craig finishes his liquor before jogging to the bathroom. I stand there still scenting him despite him being gone.
"Holy shit…" mutters Clyde. "I thought he was going to attack me."
"It wasn't personal," I reply. "It was because you said you loved my cookies."
"Well I do," replies Clyde. "It's just sweets."
"Craig says I smell like vanilla," I explain. "He said I tasted like cookies too so yeah…" Both my friends are looking at me like I'm nuts.
"Is he close to rut?" asks Token. "I mean it is not normal for an alpha to be raging out like that."
"Tweek said he isn't," Clyde replies.
"He's not," I reply. "I don't know what is going on."
"Seriously?" asks Token. "How can you not know. You're his mate." That comment pisses me off. I'm his mate but I'm not a mind reader.
"I know my mate!" I snap. "I'm not a fucking alpha so I don't know everything!"
"I wasn't saying you were a bad omega," defends Token. Then what the fuck was he trying to say? That clearly was a jab at me. "I'm just saying….."
"You don't know every fucking thing Token," I reply cutting him.
"Hey guys," says David walking in. "I brought some burritos, queso and chips, nachos, of course a few tacos…" He notices how tense the air is.
"I'm going to check on Craig," I mutter. I walk out the room highly annoyed. I shouldn't have yelled at Token. I didn't mean to. Yet again it felt like he was prying and calling me a bad omega on top of that. My thoughts are interrupted as Craig scent gets stronger as I get closer to the door. There is no aggression, so I know he isn't in rut. I moan because his scent is appealing to my inner omega more so than usual. I pant feeling the slick begin to produce. Fuck. Now is not the time for this. I walk slowly up to the bathroom door. "Craig are you okay?"
"No," he replies before growling. "I will be fine. I….I just need a minute." I don't like the way he sounds.
"Can you let me in please," I ask him softly.