Kiss Him

Omegaverse

Nathaniel 

Part Sixteen 

Craig's expression softened as he ran a thumb over my bottom lip, just laying there. Right in front of me, naked, warn out from all the sex and let me tell you, it was a lot. The sun had already started to peek over the horizon, lighting the bedroom, lighting his beautiful face. Just for me, I thought. "All mine," I whispered, and he smiled. "Always." 

   "Always baby." He mumbled, lazily and tired. Didn't blame him, I was so damn tired too. But I kept my eyes open and firmly on his. Silly though, because in this bed, promises were made and silent vows were spoken. We didn't need our voices in those long hours, we just needed to breathe and let our hearts do the talking for us. I'd spent way too long making him wait, although I was always right here. I just wasn't all the way there, even though I should have been. I've been selfish and thought only of myself all this time. Craig has been the light I've been searching for, for so long, I just didn't let the light all the way in. I didn't let his warm love completely surround me, there was always this empty space I refused to let be filled, when all I had to do was open my eyes and see it, feel it, let it drown me in the best way possible. If that saying, the one about your cup being half empty was true, then it no longer was. Mine was overflowing with unconditional love and happiness. 

  "My neck hurts," I grumbled. Then turned around slowly and pressed up against his warm chest, heart beating loud enough I could feel it vibrate through me. ".... And I love it." 

  He let a small puff of air escape him, and I knew instantly he was smiling like an idiot. "I'm so happy Nathaniel, so damn happy." It was so easy between us, the fire and the laughter, the love that I finally believed would be this way forever.

  "I love you. I have loved you forever. And honestly it's never been right with anyone else. And it never will be.”

  "Mmmm," he hummed happily. "Good morning beautiful." Craig said, his voice a sleepy growl that had my dick immediately perking up. He scooted his head closer and pressed a kiss to my sore neck, that didn't really bother me anymore. "Sleep well?" 

   I twisted my head to smile at him. "I don't think I've ever slept better in my life, even as brief as it was." 

  "Is that so?" Then he slipped his hand from mine and slid his fingers down to wrap around my cock. "Parts of you do seem very perky this morning." 

  "Please," I scoffed. "That's not this morning, it's every morning. That's you looking at me. Or touching me. Or existing in my vicinity." 

  "Sounds uncomfortable," Craig said sympathetically, stroking me lightly. 

  "You have no idea." 

  "Have you thought about having this problem checked out?" Craig's phone vibrated on his nightstand, but he ignored the clatter, and I sure as fuck couldn't care less, not while he was jacking me so nicely.

   I bit my lip and groaned, turning my head into the pillow. "Nah. I've, ah… been managing the symptoms on my own." 

   Craig tsked as his hand tightens around me. "That's never good, baby. You should be seen by a professional." 

  "Yeah?" I breathed. "You know anyone?" 

   "Just so happens," he said, "that I am kind of an expert at this. I could help you out. For a price." 

  "Wow! How… lucky." I pushed my hips forward, thrusting against his hand, it felt so good my toes curled. "What kind of fees do you charge? Because I'm concerned that my insurance won't cover this kind of procedure." 

 Craig so cutely snorted and buried his nose against my sore neck again, and again it wasn't bothered by the pain. "That's why I only bill directly." Then his phone clattered on the nightstand again, and he huffed a breath that warmed my skin. "People need to get a life. It's barely seven thirty," he muttered. But his hand didn't stop moving, which I took to be a very good sign that he wasn't going to let anyone distract us.

  Then Craig's doorbell rang, and I felt him tense behind me. "Are you fucking kidding me?" he demanded of no one in particular. "Who rings someone's doorbell unannounced?" 

  "Girl Scouts with cookies?" I suggested. "Missionaries? Gutter salesmen? Sexy, twinky bottoms who get lost in the snow and break down on a deserted road." 

  Craig relaxed against me again. "Why does this stuff never come up on my porn searches?" 

"Porn with plot subreddit," I said solemnly. "It'll change your life." 

  "I think I'd prefer to…. Shit." The doorbell became insistent knocking on the front door. 

   "You could ignore them," I suggested. "It'd be kinda unprofessional of you to leave a patient in this condition. Your reputation might suffer." Craig laughed. But when the doorbell ringing started again, he groaned against my neck. 

   "They’re not going away, are they?" 

  "Go." I pulled his hand off me and pressed a kiss to his palm. "Just fucking get rid of them." 

  "I'm gonna kill whoever it is," he said, rolling over and grabbing his jeans from the floor. "What do we know about hiding bodies?" 

  I laughed. "I'll google it. Hey!" I demanded, when he started for the hall still naked from the waist up. "Shirt?" 

  "Right." He went to the closet and grabbed a sweatshirt blindly from the shelf. It happened to be one of mine, too tight, and no lie, seeing the Boston logo across his broad chest did nothing to make my erection go away. 

  "If it is Girl Scouts, buy out their entire stock first!" I called. "I like the mint ones! And if it’s a twinky bottom…." Craig tossed me a look over his shoulder. "Tell him we're busy," I finished meekly. He grinned and pulled the door closed. I couldn't have even been mad at him or whoever was banging on the door. I was so undeniably happy, because, finally, I had given Craig that last precious piece of myself. Forever and ever