"Is that what you want Thomas?" She said purring out his name, "Yes!" Thomas blurted out, he wanted to be mated with the same passion and greed she had for him before. He heard Harriet chuckle, "Well. Who am I to say no to that?" She spoke talking to herself. Thomas didn't respond because he couldn't, he was rendered speechless.
The size difference between the two was especially noticeable, Thomas found himself wondering if Harriet thought he looked good. The last thing he'd want is to appear unattractive during something like this. Thomas felt his face flush and he felt so hot that he was sweating. He clawed at the buttons on his pajama shirt fumbling to get the hot shirt off of him.
Thomas let out rough shrill cries that didn't match his deep voice, on top of that Harriet was looking at him now. Feeling embarrassed he covered his mouth finding he felt embarrassed by the sound but Harriet grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head. "I think you should know better than anyone, alphas like to hear their omegas enjoying themselves," Harriet said lowly, Thomas bit his lip trying to hold it back. He closed his eyes only hearing the constant nagging that he got to suppress these things about himself.
These thoughts became louder until he felt Harriet's hand on his face. Harriet's hand was soft and silky as she caressed his face. "Thomas." She spoke in the same tone she always did. She was always so confident, so sure of herself. She had stopped moving now, they were still.
Thomas stared up at her, his cheeks burning red. "Thomas," Harriet said in an unfamiliar soft tone that made his ears tingle. He had never heard Harriet speak like that before... "You don't have to be loud." She said leaning down and pressing their foreheads together. "But you're allowed to be if you want to." She whispered, "I... I don't sound strange?" Thomas asked meekly, he always got so weak around Harriet... He always felt so small, but never in a way that made him feel less. He just felt exposed, like he couldn't hide behind anything in front of Harriet.
"Not at all." Harriet placed a soft kiss on his lips, "I quite like it actually." He heard her chuckle, his lips quivered and Thomas groaned removing his hands from her grip and covering his face embarrassed. Harriet chuckled out of his vision and he felt her shift. "Now you're just making me want to eat you." Harriet teased latching onto Thomas's shoulder with a light bite. His hands jerked away from his face. "Harriet!" he yelled, "It's called cute aggression Thomas." Harriet grinned eying him as she pulled away.
"Don't bite me while we're doing this!" Thomas complained, "You seemed to like it last time." Harriet teased grinning at him. She grabbed his wrists and Thomas flipped Harriet over onto her back. "Oh, this is new." She remarked staring up at him, Thomas felt his face burn seeing Harriet under him. Apart of him liked the sight too much. "Well?" Harriet asked, Thomas, trembled a bit before taking over. For the rest of the night, the room was filled with sounds that only came from the two of them.
The next morning Thomas and Harriet headed off to the shopping district to order a new bed. When Thomas winced at a bump in the road that the car accidentally hit. He heard Harriet chuckle behind the cup of her coffee as she had it tipped up to take a sip. "Gentle my ass," Thomas grumbled despite the smile on his face. Harriet smiled as she put the cup back in the cupholder. She didn't say anything in retort but she did give Thomas's leg a good squeeze making him yelp loudly at a red light. "Harriet! I'm driving!" He complained
"Don't make a scene Thomas." Harriet scolded playfully, He shot her a dirty look before looking back at the road. Harriet was becoming progressively more playful with him in private. She loved to tease and poke at him. A habit that was quickly forming in the still very short relationship was her biting him though. She bit him three times this morning alone.
It never broke the skin but it didn't mean it didn't hurt. She always got this pleased look on her face as if she had relief from biting him. He had fading bite marks on different parts of his body thanks to that. It was embarrassing and kind of hurt but, it also made him happy in a strange way.
"Thomas the light is green." Harriet casually called, they had stopped at a red light. "Right!" He exclaimed feeling his face burn. Harriet chuckled, "We don't have to get a new bed, Thomas." She remarked, "I want to!" Thomas replied insistently, Harriet rested her head on her hand leaning against the armrest of the car. "Alright. If that's what you want." She said sounding more amused than bothered.
Because of the incident a few days ago... Thomas and Harriet took leaves of absence. Thomas left putting out the fires to his father and grandfather who were startled that he would do something so utterly stupid. His uncle remarked that he had almost gotten caught a few times but had sense enough to lock his door when he did something like that.
Thomas thought that they were probably more startled by the fact he was an omega than anything else. His mother had been calling asking him to do a blood test or something to confirm it but... It was fairly obvious considering everything.
If he wasn't an omega he wouldn't be able to take Harriet as well as he did. Thomas tightened his grip on the steering wheel thinking of that. Probably would need at least half a bottle of lube-.
"Thomas." Harriet called pulling him out of his thoughts, "Do you need me to drive?" She asked exasperated, he looked down and saw that he was strangling the poor steering wheel with his hands. Thomas's grip on the steering wheel lessened and he groaned softly. "yes." he mumbled, he pulled over and Harriet patted his shoulder. Thomas leaned onto her wanting her to hug him, "There. There." She said softly wrapping her arms around him. Thomas turned and buried his face into her neck. It was then he realized he had yet to mark Harriet back.
While he did want to, there was a fear that he would hurt her... He was bigger than her after all. What if he bit too hard? He could very easily get carried away in doing that. He shifted almost instinctually trying to climb over onto her but Harriet stopped him. "Thomas, we can cuddle at home." She said patiently. There was no mention of his size but he knew why Harriet stopped him. He was much too big to be doing something like that...
Harriet seemed to notice his displeasure and she unbuckled herself. "You know," She remarked slipping off her heels and climbing over, easily she climbed into Thomas's lap without issue. Thomas felt his face heat up, "I just realized I can fit really easily into your lap." Harriet remarked looking up at him. "Isn't that interesting?" She asked
Thomas gawked at her feeling his face burning even more, "Yeah." he said quietly, unable to help himself Thomas wrapped his arms around Harriet and held her tightly. He lowered his head allowing Harriet to pat his head and he smiled, despite him feeling huge and gross... Harriet... Harriet made him feel... Absolutely perfect.
They headed to the mall after switching seats. Harriet parked the car and Thomas got out, Thomas looked around looking at all the high-end stores nearby. While normally Thomas would simply order a new bed online, he wanted to replace the old one right away. As his eyes scanned the area he spotted a fancy nesting store called 'Safe Harbors'.
Briefly, Thomas remembered going into that store with his mother as a child and desperately wanting to touch every fabric in there. As he got a little older, however, he hated going there because of feeling that need and fear that just like anything else he liked... They'd take that away from him as well.
Thomas felt Harriet's gaze on him and he looked over. "We can go there if you want." She offered, Thomas adverted his eyes. "It's fine, I... I don't know the first thing about building a nest." He stuttered out feeling embarrassed. Harriet shut her door and walked over shutting Thomas's door. She locked the car and grabbed his hand.
"Neither do I." She said shrugging, "We can figure it out together if it's important to you." She offered in a soft tone, Thomas felt sweat starting to form and he took a deep breath, "I..." He swallowed, Harriet stared at him patiently. "..." He groaned lowly, "We don't have to." Harriet offered, Thomas hung his head. "I want to," he said softly.
He timidly glanced in Harriet's direction, she had a small smile on her face. "Let's go then." She said holding out her hand. "We'll look around. We don't have to get anything." She reassured him, Thomas took a deep breath, "Okay." he said nodding. He clutched her hand tightly feeling horrified but Harriet was there...
They made their way over to the store and walked in hand in hand. The sliding doors opened with a mechanical swoosh and Thomas looked around. Stores specializing in omega needs often used light pastels for their palettes, Safe Harbors was no different. Focusing more on pastel blues and beiges leaning into a beach theme more than anything else. Safe harbors was considered a luxury omega nesting supplies store that was accessible to the upper-middle class.
Soft music played through the store and the smell of the sea lingering in the air. There were little speakers in addition to the ones used for music that played the sounds of the sea. "This is nice," Harriet remarked looking over at Thomas who gave her a weak smile. "Do you want to look at some fabrics first?" Harriet asked in a soft tone, Thomas nodded wordlessly feeling overwhelmed. He felt like everyone was staring at him...
He looked around seeing a few different omegas wondering about the store, he looked so much different than them. Harriet walked together with Thomas looking around at the signs to locate the fabric aisles. Thomas focused on Harriet's back eying the thin tweed jacket she was wearing.
She looked cute wearing things like that to Thomas, it made her look like a little professor to him. Harriet glanced behind her and smiled over at Thomas who smiled back. He felt a little more at ease with Harriet here, he'd never have the courage to go into a place like this by himself.
A part of him still thought of himself as an alpha. It was hard not to, spending his entire life trying to be everything that an alpha was supposed to be... But then things got turned around... He wasn't so sure anymore, meeting Harriet made him question so many things. Before Harriet, he liked omega and beta women because he was supposed to. But... Now, he just loved Harriet. He didn't want to have just anyone besides her.
He was still so scared and so unsure but Harriet... Harriet made things so much easier for him. He'd never be able to accept himself the way that he had if she wasn't here. If she had rejected him, Thomas was sure he would've spent the rest of his life living as he already did. Only then, knowing that it was a lie.
There were so... So many things he had to relearn, he felt like he was starting from square one all over again. But he wasn't alone... Thomas had been staring at Harriet for a long time and had stopped walking. Harriet noticed this and turned around, "Thomas?" She asked concerned, "Something wrong?" She questioned. He shook his head and took a step towards her hugging her. "Thank you," he said in a quiet tone. He wanted her to know he appreciated her going through this with him.
Harriet reached up cupping his face and placing a soft kiss on his lips. Thomas smiled into the kiss feeling happy. They parted from the kiss and pressed their foreheads together, it was in an empty aisle and they hadn't planned on doing this for a very long time. But suddenly an older woman cleared her throat as she walked by, Harriet glanced behind at her and Thomas went to move away but Harriet had her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Harriet." He whined with a scolding tone, "We're in public." He mumbled despite the small smile on his lips. Harriet gave him a look and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Handsome man." She said affectionately, Thomas felt a grin form on his lips hearing this. Harriet thought he was handsome.
They finally headed over to the fabric aisle after everything, Thomas looked through the different bolts eying the fabrics. He didn't touch anything, at least not at first. "Oh, this is soft," Harriet remarked casually, Thomas knew what she was doing but he couldn't resist touching things after Harriet touched them first.
His eyes widened when he squeezed the plush fabric between his fingers. "It is soft," he mumbled grabbing the bolt with both hands. "Do you like it?" Harriet asked eying him, "Kind of." He mumbled feeling a little embarrassed, but also unsure, the fabric was soft but it seemed like the kind that would wear easily.
He looked around the aisle and spotted a similar fabric. "Is that one soft?" he asked pointing to a specific bolt. Harriet walked over across the aisle and pointed at the fabric. "This one?" She asked, "Yeah." Thomas replied, Harriet, picked it up, and made a face. "Actually no, it feels gross," Harriet replied, Thomas, walked over and touched the bolt of fabric. It was that sort of fake fur that was plastic base and just felt gross to touch.
"Where are the natural bolts?" Thomas found himself complaining, "I was thinking the same." Harriet replied putting the bolt back. The two of them walked through the aisle and they touched various types of fabric. Thomas unknowingly found a few that he liked. Smooth soft silks that were breathable and light. They were even the shade of blue he had throughout the penthouse. He also found a bolt of white fur that he was particularly excited about. It was soft and warm.
Carrying the fabric was no issue for the two of them. But their arms eventually did get full. So together they headed towards the front. Thomas looked around making note of anything else he would like, but honestly, he was just happy with what he got.
He spotted a nest-making book and was about to suggest to Harriet they grab it when suddenly he felt a tug on the bolt under his arm. Thomas tightened his grip thinking it was slipping and he felt it again. Turning around he saw a very pregnant omega woman standing there with a glare.
"Excuse you." He snapped, Harriet turned around and saw the scene. "M'am that's his." She spoke up. "I want it!" The omega woman exclaimed, "There's plenty in the back that's my mate's." Harriet took a step toward the situation. Thomas was about to let go and just let her have the bolt when the woman exclaimed, "What does an alpha need nesting materials for?!"
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