sugar sweet

Oddly enough, hearing the explanation of what happened– or, rather, how this happened– didn’t give Joseph any clarity. He liked Oliver, he really liked Oliver, but becoming a father because he’d helped him out during a really bad heat wasn’t exactly what he was expecting here– and Joseph liked whatever their relationship was right now… but throwing a pregnant Omega into the mix was going to change everything… and Joseph didn’t know how to take it. “You… you forgot to take the pill.” He mumbled as he pulled his hand away after Oliver let it go. “So now– now you’re pregnant.” Rising to his feet, he shook his head as he let out a frustrated sigh. “I– I don’t know Oliver. I can’t…”

“Just you.” He repeated back as he pressed into the curve of Oliver’s neck, his teeth gently raking over the stretch of skin to tease him even more. As he rolled his hips down, again, it was clear how aroused Joseph was in the moment… but rather than giving in to the heat of the moment, he was being pulled back; Oliver was pressing a soft kiss to his lips and blushing like a mad-man. Then he blurted out what he was really trying to say. Joseph smirked, thinking it was some kind of joke for a second, but when Oliver said it again– that he was pregnant, and that it was definitely his– he froze. “You’re… you’re pregnant? Are you sure? I– I thought you were on something…” Joseph was at a loss for words. He had no idea what he was supposed to do now; he didn’t know how to handle news like this. He… he just didn’t know what to do. Pushing himself away, he fell back to sit on the couch at Oliver’s feet as he furrowed his brows with confusion. “You’re… you’re pregnant. I’m– I’m going to be a father…”

He didn’t say anything back this time. Instead Joseph rolled his hips down into Oliver as he continued to kiss him. His hands began to reach higher and higher on the Omega’s sides, slowly pushing his shirt up as he hungrily pressed into his lips. The way Oliver smelled was addicted; the way he tasted was too; and the way he giggled; and how warm he felt against him. Everything about the young Omega had Joseph wrapped up in him, and he was just glad he wasn’t the only one that felt that way otherwise he’d look insane. 

At first Joseph didn’t hear what he said, but when Oliver started to stammer he realized it was something he needed to actually pay attention to. “I’m going to get to have two of you?” He mumbled, that smile still on his lips as he pulled back so he could look down at Oliver. “Two of you, huh? Like a twin?” Joseph teased as he dipped back down to press his lips against the side of the smaller man’s neck. “If that’s the case, even though that’s really hot, I’ll pass. You’re all I want.” Of course he thought Oliver was trying to tell him about a twin. Why would he think it could mean something else? Why would he realize what the Omega was really trying to tell him? They weren’t dating, and they sure as hell weren’t mated to each other, so why would he think this could be more than something simple like a twin?

“No, this is all you.” Joseph whispered back with a lick of his lips as Oliver’s arms wrapped around his neck. “You’re the only one I know that smells this sweet; it’s intoxicating.” Pressing down into the kiss, Joseph lingered into the gentleness of the lip-lock for a moment before Oliver suddenly pulled away from him. Leaning down to press his forehead against Oliver’s, that smile still plastered on his lips, Joseph let his hands find Oliver’s waist beneath him; his thumbs dipping under his shirt to teasingly rub soft circles into the Omega’s sides as he held him there. “Good doesn’t even begin to describe it.” He admitted as their legs tangled together; his feet rubbing against Oliver’s as he lowered himself down just enough to steal another soft kiss. “I can’t get enough of it; of you.” This time, when he kissed Oliver it was deeper; there was more heat behind his actions as he pressed himself fully against the Omega beneath him.