Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Zeke

Part Six

Sitting with Matt I felt safe and warm and comforted. He doesn't leave my side unless he needs the loo and then he's right back next me. I would try and paint this as being that we are fated, but it really wasn't that for the most part. He offered himself completely to me, not sex, but himself. Then thoughts of Malcolm would surface and I felt dirty, betrayed and hurt, then I'd cry again. I've never felt this weak before or vulnerable. I felt cut open and bare.

"Zeke, come here," he was speaking so softly, like if he spoke any louder I might break and he led me by the hand to the couch, laying down along the length of cream leather and pulling me back to him. That wasn’t something I had really done before, I wasn’t used to having this kind of comfort from another. So I curled into him and pressed my face to his chest. His heart is so loud and so strong. "Are you feeling better?" He asked.

I nodded and mumbled and short "yes" and laid completely still, hugged up in his arms.

The day slipped away without a word passing between us. He'd fallen asleep at some point. And the way he hung on to me while we laid there changed something in me. Made me realize that he was going to look after me, keep me safe and not because we're fated, but because it's what he wanted to do and I wanted him to do it. I watched him, puzzling over the mystery he represented. A strong Alpha, very strong. Very privileged, but for some bizarre reason he didn't come across as someone born into that kind of society or maybe I needed to get to know him better. Maybe he was a complete asshole before me or maybe not. Did I want to know that Matt? Or should I just be content with Matt now? "Shh, you’re safe now." He whispered, holding me to his chest, stroking my hair. Or so I thought. I looked up, his eyes were closed. I chuckled. He talks in his sleep and it made my heart pound in my chest because it was me he was dreaming of. Still keeping me safe in his dreams.

Yet I had to move to use the toilet. So I slipped off him as slowly as I could so he wouldn't wake and made quick work rushing to the bathroom. I was still finding myself wobbly and weak from days of vomiting. My stomach still hurt and body too, yet being here it started to ease off. Not completely, but slowly I was feeling warm again. I just needed to start eating and gain my strength and some body weight. I'd lost a lot in those six days. Not just my body fat or strength, but my confidence. Malcolm broke me that night in more ways than one and I know it will take me awhile before I'm comfortable with anything physical between me and Matt, Malcolm made sure of that. Breaking the only innocence I had left. Snatching it away like it was nothing. "God," I mumbled as I left the bathroom and made my way back down to Matt who was still on the sofa. I couldn’t resist going back to him and laying down with him, needing to hold him close. He roused as I nuzzled into him, seeking the comfort he was so willing to give. I pressed my mouth on his chest as he woke, my name like a sweet prayer on his lips. It seemed we were finding our way to each other, drawing in to meet in the middle. I needed someone to care for me, to look after me and we both needed someone to love unconditionally. I could do that with Matt. Not straight away, it takes time and we most certainly had all the time in the world. "I'm hungry now."

"That's good," he said around a yawn and stretched his arms up and then down again to my back. "Lincoln will be back shortly with chinese, but if you find it hard to stomach I'll make something light."

"I'll try a little, but I can't promise I won't throw up."

"Zeke," he said in a more serious tone as he shifted up pulling me with him. "I meant what I said before, about going to America with me."

I faced him and smiled, receiving one back. "And I meant it when I said yes."

"I've not always been a good man Zeke. To be honest I've never been very good, but with you being good feels so natural. I won't ever hurt you."

"I know. Strangely I feel it and I've been the same, for so long. Floating through life like nothing mattered. I don't want that anymore."

"You won't. You have me and I have you now. We're not only bound by fate Zeke. There's so much more," Matt reached down to kiss me then, melting me with those lips, claiming me once again, like before but not really the same. This claim was mutual. "Are you thirsty?" He asked, as he pulled away from my mouth.

"Yes," I was in a kind of trance. He made my head feel light and my stomach swarm with butterflies. "Something hot."

He arched a brow and smiled. "Hot chocolate it is. If it's one thing I'm good at and that's hot chocolate."

"Luckily I love hot chocolate."

Then as sweet as the moment was the front door slammed shut. "I come bearing gifts!" Lincoln shouted as he made his way into the living area. "Chinese delivery."

Matt turned his head and I'm guessing he scowled at him because Lincoln uttered sorry and plopped the bag on the side. "Why are you always so loud?"

"It's my nature. Anyway….how are you both?" I don't know Lincoln, but I liked him because he accepted me with a bright smile.

"Fine, idiot. I was about to make hot chocolate."

"Count me out. I got a date, so eat up and make sure you eat and rest Zeke." Yeah, I like him.

"You bringing the date back here later?" Matt asked.

"No buddy, you got the house to yourselves tonight. I'm gonna go shower and change and I'll be outta ya hair."

"Right, sure." Matt uttered under his breath and moved away from me.

I'd like to say I didn't like not having his body heat, but I didn't want to completely cling to him, although I have been doing that and I needed to stop. Then I thought out loud "I need Simon."

"What?" Both Matt and Lincoln said at the same time.

"I need stuff," I twiddled my fingers, feeling stupidly bashful. "Medicine."

"Oh….ooooh, right," Lincoln said and turned to Matt. "He's an Omega buddy. He needs medicine to control his heat cycle and I suggest you get him that unless you want to become some carnivore when his heat comes."

"Uh, right. I'll call that guy or I can just go buy it, right?"

"No dickward, each Omega is slightly different and that requires different kinds of medicine. I suggest you call that….err, Simon guy." Lincoln looked at me for confirmation.

I nodded. "Yes, he knows what strength I need."

"Alright, I'll call him and get it," Matt stopped halfway to grab his phone and turned his head to look at me. "Are you going into heat soon?"

"Yes," I mumbled. Fate or not I still had my heat cycle. "In a couple of days, I think."

"You think?"

"I suggest you sort it bud, I'm off for a shower." And Lincoln left after giving me a soft smile.

Matt on the other hand looked like all his color was sucked from him. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah. I've just never had to deal with this sort of thing before."

"What, an Omega's heat?"

"Yeah, exactly. If we're paired by fate, will it only affect me?"

"I guess so, but even that will still be hard to bear if I don't have my medication."

"Do you want to stay here when you go into heat?"

"Where else will I go?" I was frowning now.

"Ah shit, I mean like we can get hotel rooms. Like I'm near but not far…" Then I smile at his stuttering. "...I mean I'll be near, but not too near that I hurt you because that's the last thing I want."

That really didn’t help. But it was cute regardless. "No, I will be fine hold up in the room after taking my medication. Just call Simon, he will help."

"Okay. Call Simon. Sort dinner. Make hot chocolate…."

"And calm down, it's not the end of the world."

Matt shot me a furious look that had my breath catching in my throat. "It will be if I go rampant when you're in heat," he moved towards me and leaned over the back of the sofa, resting his head on mine. "I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to lose my mind and force you into anything. I could never forgive myself if I did." I’m not sure if I really knew or understood at that point that he was probably so deeply in love with me. Honestly, I hadn’t even thought I was ever capable of caring about someone else enough to fall for them. But what I did know as I cuddled Matt to me was that I never wanted to leave him, ever. My body belonged to him as much as he did to mine.