I'd helped omegas before. Something in Edmund roiled at the thought. Even though he knew perfectly well that Al had helped them exactly as he was helping Edmund now: chastely. Still. His body reacted as if Al had cheated on him with other omegas. Which was ridiculous because Al wasn't even his.
Heats were horrid.
Then no-one else would...
Edmund turned sharply to look at Al, sliding a hand back through his mane. Al had felt the same sort of possessiveness. He hadn't wanted another Alpha doing this job, maybe not being as strong and breaking down and taking advantage of the King. Edmund nodded and twisted his head to the side to drop a kiss to the shining fur. "Thank you, Al," he said, breathless but heartfelt. "I"m very glad you did."
Warm flowed through him from where they were connected. Before he could help himself, he found that he was whining softly and pushing the toy in with his other hand. "It...changed my body," he gasped. "The outside. But what about...would I bear children, if an Alpha..."
That was what his scent was saying, wasn't it? That he was fertile. It was a strange, enticing vision, carrying Al's children. It would also be disastrous for the line of succession, unless they married immediately.
"Is that what you were afraid of?" Edmund asked him softly. "Why you wouldn't..."
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Date: 2017-08-29 04:07 pm (UTC)Heats were horrid.
Then no-one else would...
Edmund turned sharply to look at Al, sliding a hand back through his mane. Al had felt the same sort of possessiveness. He hadn't wanted another Alpha doing this job, maybe not being as strong and breaking down and taking advantage of the King. Edmund nodded and twisted his head to the side to drop a kiss to the shining fur. "Thank you, Al," he said, breathless but heartfelt. "I"m very glad you did."
Warm flowed through him from where they were connected. Before he could help himself, he found that he was whining softly and pushing the toy in with his other hand. "It...changed my body," he gasped. "The outside. But what about...would I bear children, if an Alpha..."
That was what his scent was saying, wasn't it? That he was fertile. It was a strange, enticing vision, carrying Al's children. It would also be disastrous for the line of succession, unless they married immediately.
"Is that what you were afraid of?" Edmund asked him softly. "Why you wouldn't..."