Looking down at his lover as he knelt at his feet, David trailed his fingers down the back of his neck. "You're going to Claim me, Jack. You're going to make me your Mate."

Jack pressed closer to bury his face in his stomach, wrapping his arms around his torso tightly. His breath was a shuddering caress on his skin as he exhaled. "God, I want to. So fucking badly, David. But someone will know that I've claimed you. We'll be found out."

Jack's reaction to the idea was almost as arousing as when David had first truly understood the extent of a Claim between Mates. The strongest magical bond that existed, unbreakable by anyone but the Omega who accepted it. A fail-safe, the legends said. So that no Alpha could ever be forced to suffer alone in his magic as long as one Omega loved him.

Encouraged by Jack's lack of refusal, David shook his head. "No. We can weave a ward of secrecy into it. And just think about it. The High King has no need to claim an Omega, no one would ever challenge your will. And, as the man who will stand at your right hand, I could never agree to let any one person have that kind of power over me." 

He moved to catch Jack's chin, lifting his face and leaning down to kiss him. "You're going to claim me," he murmured against his mouth, "and that ancient magic will mean that no-one can act to keep us apart. And then no matter where you are, you'll always remember who you belong to, Jack."

Jack arched up, his kiss hard and trembling, then rose, pressing David back onto bed. "You really want that?"

"Of course I do," David breathed, pulling Jack down on top of him without hesitation. "I want to be with you as often as I can... and when I'm not with you, when I take others to my bed to ensure their loyalty to the crown... I want to know I'm doing it for my Alpha, and to serve my King...."

Jack groaned at his words, kissing a hot path along his jaw. "... god, why does everything you say turn me on so much?"

"Because you want it to," David murmured, arching eagerly into the weight of his body. It was hard to think when his own arousal built so quickly. He'd never been with anyone who felt so strong, he'd never wanted so badly to yield, to serve their pleasure. He wrapped his thighs around Jack's waist loosely, rocking against his hardening cock. "You want to know that I'm serving you, wherever I am.... You want to reward my hard work with your knot...."

His lover gave a helpless groan, hips stuttering harder against him, claiming David's groan of pleasure with a kiss. "I want all of that," he rasped. "Fuck, David, please...."

"Then give yourself to me," David replied, lowering his voice into an order despite being ready to beg for it. "Give me your knot again, Jack. And when you're locked inside me, you're going to bind yourself to me."

"Yes, David." Jack knelt up, pulling David's hips up to rest on his thighs, and David couldn't help but squirm closer. It was so easy to wrap his legs around his waist, pulling himself in so the length of Jack's cock pressed against his sex. But Jack held back. 

His lover pressed a hand between them to stroke him gently, the brightness of his magic swirling together into a casting. David expected slick, but instead felt warmth radiate into him, and the slight, residual ache of having been fucked in the baths dissipated.

The realization that Jack could heal - that they both could once he learned - suddenly opened up a whole world of possibilities that David prudently tucked away for later. He squirmed on Jack's lap, breathless, already slick again with arousal. "Oh yes, my king, ready me for your cock... make me your mate so you can take me whenever you need - "

Jack surged forward to kiss the words from his mouth. "Fuck, David - " he groaned, pressing him back into the pillows and mounting him again. Jack trembled against him as he guided his cock to pierce him carefully, thrusting deep into his slick, eager sex and overwhelming David's senses again with the exquisite sensation of being taken and filled.

David couldn't help but cry out, arching up against him, his cock rubbing against Jack's stomach as he started to move in him. "Oh god yes, fuck me - !"

Jack gave a helpless laugh, curling over him to nuzzle trembling kisses along his jaw as he moved deep inside him. "God, you shouldn't offer that... fuck, David, it feels like I'm horny literally all the time. I'm going to want to fuck you all the time, oh fuck, your cunt feels so good - !" 

He stuttered harder into him, and David cried out at the greater flood of sensation, his own cock leaking arousal against his stomach. "Do it," he gasped. "Give me your oath. Make it your duty to fuck me whenever I order, make me your little whore - mmmph!"

Jack pressed a hand over his mouth, with a gasped, incredulous noise, hips bucking into him. "When the hell did you learn to talk like that? Fuck, don't answer. Just..." Jack forced himself to draw a deep, measured breath, slowing to a gentle rock. He let his weight rest on one arm above David's head, holding his gaze as they moved together. "This is truly what you want, David?"

The look in his eyes - so tender and intent - made David's heart catch in his throat. He swallowed hard and nodded. "...more than anything in the world."

Jack's answering smile was heartrendingly sweet. He pressed a kiss to David's lips, warm and sweet and full of promise. Then he started to speak softly, his energy forming together into what David quickly recognized as the intricate weave of a binding.

"I offer my oath to you," Jack said softly. "A promise to be the source of your magic, to empower you and protect you from any who would lay claim to you but myself. I promise my passion and my love for as long as you will have it. You, above all others. My Omega, my closest friend...." his breath caught, eyes dark with emotion. "My mate and my dearest love. I swear to never say or do anything that would risk this bond and take you from me, to never reveal the oath between us without your will. As long as you will have me, David... I give myself to you."

The raw intensity of his words left David breathless, and he had to close his eyes for a moment before he could speak. He let himself concentrate on the warmth of the energy between them: what Jack had already given him, what flowed between them now as Jack rocked gently inside him, magic clarifying, settling and fortifying them both. Then he started to weave his own oath into that which was offered to him. 

He'd studied binding extensively in the past week in the hopes that they'd come to this, but he needn't have... the intricate patterns formed and combined with Jack's without David having to think about anything more than his own intentions.

"I swear to stand by your side," he murmured. "To support you unconditionally, and to serve the needs of your magic. I promise to give every part of myself to you and be everything you need... to serve you as friend and lover... to clarify your magic with my body as your mate, your Omega. I swear to be your trusted confidante, to never reveal anything that would hurt you, that would hurt us or reveal our bond to anyone without your will. And I... oh, Jack... I will lift your burdens when we're alone... make you serve me... master you and lift the weight of kingship from your shoulders... I swear it!!"

Jack pushed forward with a helpless groan as the completed binding took hold, bending him almost in two to claim a hungry, trembling kiss from his mouth. "Mine," he breathed, starting to move in him more urgently. "Only mine, David, always mine - !"

David cried out, overwhelmed by the rush of pleasure and emotion at once. Because it was true, finally more than just his own desperate dreams. He could give himself over to any seduction with the inarguable truth that, no matter what, he'd be able to come back to this. To being the sole focus of Jack's passion. Even when duty and propriety kept them apart, they'd still belong to each other. They'd always find a way to come back to this: to Jack's cock driving the most exquisite pleasure through him, claiming him, empowering him - 

He could barely think for the build of pleasure, toes curled under and head thrown back, and he hoped to god that no-one was on the other side of Jack's room, because he couldn't hope to hold back his cries. Jack's fingers dug into his shoulders, holding him in place as his hips snapped into him and he gasped out his pleasure. David felt at once like he'd never felt more exquisitely helpless and yet fully in control, powerful and accomplished.

"More," he gasped, crying out. The swell of Jack's knot made pleasure burst through him, filling him, tying them together so perfectly. Stretching him tight with the perfect intensity of sensation, David's whole body trembled with pleasure and power, exquisitely overwhelmed by how much his passion screamed for release. "Come in me, Jack. Claim me, my love - "

And his lover obeyed. The most powerful man in the world answered his command with unrestrained pleasure. Jack groaned his name helplessly against David's mouth as he rutted into him, pulsing inside him, filling him with seed. The rush of magic between them was even more exquisite, all of it pulling David helplessly over the edge, pleasure and power overwhelming him with the sweetest ecstasy as he came apart on his lover's cock.

For a long moment, all that existed was their joining. The ebb and flow of power between them as they panted for breath. Jack rocked in him so gently, the shift of his knot making them both shudder and gasp, overwhelmed in the aftermath of pleasure. David closed his eyes with a breathless groan, reveling in nothing but the physical: the sweet intensity of being locked around his knot, how full and wet he felt with Jack's seed. Finally, for the first time in a very long time, it felt like he didn't have to worry about anything.

He could devote himself entirely to Jack. Jack belonged to him.

"I don't want to ever let go of you," Jack whispered desperately against his ear, holding him tight. "God, David... how am I supposed to look at you tomorrow and not want this?"

"You'll be fine," David murmured, turning his face to kiss Jack's hair as he stroked his fingers along his scalp and down the back of his neck. "You've made me a promise, Jack. The deepest oath one can make. Besides...." David wet his lips as he considered the situation. "I believe you still owe me an apology for being so cold to me on my return. I think you'll offer it to me at breakfast. And then you'll offer to make it up to me by spending the day teaching me magics instead of going sledding with our siblings."

His lover gave a soundless laugh, drawing back to kiss him, eyes shining. "When did you become so wise, David Bennet?"

"I've always been wise," David retorted with a smirk. "But now you're finally listening to me."

~~~ The end... for now ~~~

Author's Notes:

Thank you for going on this journey with Jack and David! I have a sequel in the works as they get older (and kinkier)... should I continue it in the next episode? Leave a comment and let me know!!