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Teetee can pinpoint when this thought formed in his head. A few days ago, he was called by his older brother’s mate early before class to bring them a specific snack; he knows his brother considers it comfort food.
As soon as the two were in sight, he could tell something was horribly wrong. His brother, Yim, had his face buried in his arms and was leaning on the table, while his mate, Tutor, was gently patting his head. Yim was naturally even more cheerful than Teetee is, so what exactly happened?
“Oh, Teetee, thank you for the help. He’s refusing to eat anything or leave my side at all.” The alpha said apologetically, but the younger shook his head. “It’s okay, Phi. Is P’Yim okay?”
Teetee took a seat next to the omega, his hand cautiously laid on his back, too afraid to startle the man who looked in pain. “He is fine, just a bit overwhelmed, I believe. We had a pregnancy scare last night, and it went horribly wrong…, and now he refuses to eat.” Tutor informed.
Pregnancy scare… yes, omegas can get pregnant. Why didn’t the thought cross his mind at all?
So he tried his best to coax the omega into small bites of his favorite cupcakes, scented him a bit with his calming scent of rain, then bid them goodbye to attend classes.
Pregnancy…
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The alpha panted, air rushing to his lungs when his lips broke apart from his boyfriend’s. The sight beneath him was breathtaking. Por’s endlessly soft pale skin had blooming red and purple bruises, plush lips swollen from kissing, nipples erect and shiny with saliva, and his slick hole taking the whole of Teetee’s cock.
Teetee doesn’t know what he did to deserve this all to himself, but he was all his. A huge urge to claim took over him, and he started to kiss Por’s skin again, licking and leaving his scent all over wherever he could reach with shallow thrusts, while Por adjusted to the size of his knot.
“Ah, Tee, not yet.” The omega moaned, and Teetee backed off, worried he hurt his boyfriend, but then he noticed the little bump on Por’s stomach. “Shit, love, you’re so small, look at you taking me so well.” He guided Por’s hands to his stomach so he could feel it too.
Por’s redness deepened even more, if that was physically possible, and a rush of slick poured out of him. Teetee groaned, “Fuck, you love that, don’t you? How small you are in comparison to me, hmm?” He started to thrust again, movement easier with slick now coating him.
Por moaned, everything feeling too pleasurable to form a coherent thought. Then it clicked in Teetee’s head, and he smiled mischievously. “What if I impregnate you right now? Would you carry my pups, hmm, love?”
The omega opened his eyes, eyelashes wet with tears, and yet that was what got him to start leaking all over his stomach. “Ah, Tee, don’t tease,” he tried between moans, but Teetee couldn’t stop. He could feel his knot almost able to get in, and the intoxicating thought of Por in pregnancy was driving him insane with pleasure.
“Answer me, love, would you please carry my baby in you, a baby that looks just like us?” He half-slurred his sentence, pleasure too much to sound as seductive as he wished to be, and Por nodded, way too much and too fast for an answer. “Yes, yes, please, Tee.” And Teetee finally knotted him, while Por came untouched on his stomach, tears running down the omega’s cheeks at the feeling of fullness.
Teetee carefully leaned down and kissed his boyfriend’s eyes and face gently, wiping away his tears. “You did so good, love.”
The alpha slowly flipped them over, threw a blanket on Por’s body, and let him sleep after a long, exhausting day.
The last thing he registered was the calming scent of lavender and rain engulfing them as he, too, drifted to sleep.
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“Tee, Tee, wake up, I think I’m gonna be sick!” The young alpha blinked awake, confused as he saw his boyfriend’s teary eyes, trying to push himself up. He immediately sprang to action, carefully lifting him and sliding out of him as his knot was fully down by now, and carried him quickly to their bathroom.
Por immediately collapsed onto the bathroom seat and started to throw up, tears now running freely on his pale cheeks. Teetee whined in sympathy; he pushed his hair back for him and tried to emit calming pheromones to help ease the pain his omega was in.
When Por finally finished, he leaned back on Teetee’s chest, breathing heavily. “It’s okay, love, you’re okay now.” He whispered soothingly, touching his forehead to check for a fever and finding the boy warm indeed. “Let’s get you cleaned up and go to bed now.” It was dark outside anyway.
As Teetee helped Por wash his face and mouth, he cleaned his thighs from the leaking cum and carried him back to their bed, helping him into his hoodie so it smelled like Teetee, then let him rest as he went to clean the bathroom.
“But wait,” he paused as he was cleaning the toilet seat, “why was he nauseous? P’Por is almost never nauseous nor throws up…, could he possibly actually be pregnant?!” He smiled a bit too widely for a twenty-year-old college student who’d been dating his boyfriend for only a year and a half.
“But the idea of P’Por having the pregnancy glow and a cute little baby bump is too tempting. I’ll work two jobs if I have to! Yes, I’ll be a responsible dad!” He nodded to himself and went back to cleaning.
Soon, he joined his boyfriend in bed, hugging his sleeping body and whispering that he’d protect him and their unborn child.
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Por noticed that his boyfriend was acting weird first thing in the morning. He woke up to a clean bathroom, breakfast made, and the kitchen clean. His favorite white shirt was ironed, and Teetee was in an awfully good mood for someone who’s not a morning person. “What is it? I’m not that sick. Why did you do all of this?” Por said as he hopped off their bed and went to gently lean on his boyfriend to smell his scent.
Teetee smiled. “Morning, P’Por. I know, but I wanted to make your life a bit easier. I’ll take responsibility for what I did to you last night!” The alpha said a bit too cheerfully.
“Responsibility? For what? You didn’t make me sick, did you?” Por took a step back and looked up, crossing his arms. Teetee somehow found it hard to look him in the eye. “For, you know… our pup…,” he trailed shyly.
Por knitted his eyebrows. “Our… pup? Like a child?” He asked, confused, and Teetee only nodded, which made Por blush slightly. “Elaborate, what do you mean by our child?” At this point, he was clueless.
Teetee whined and finally looked Por in the eye. “Yesterday! I got you pregnant! That’s why you threw up, and now you have the pregnancy glow!” He exclaimed, stomping his foot like a toddler.
Por looked surprised, then he chuckled, albeit his ears were red. “Tee, you idiot, I’m on the pill, I can’t get pregnant. And even if I weren’t, I can’t get pregnant this fast; it has to be two weeks or something. I was sick yesterday because I probably ate something bad, and we slept naked in the cold.” He shook his head, endeared.
Teetee’s face fell. “So we’re not having a baby?” He pouted, and Por chuckled some more. “Let’s graduate first, and maybe I’ll think about it… someday.” He gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and walked past him. “Thank you for the care, and the food.”
Teetee sighed, not in defeat. At least Por didn’t cancel the whole idea, so maybe he’ll have pups that look like Por one day, and that was enough for him.