Highschool Voltran Omegaverse

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Keith's POV

"I was hoping you would make me the happiest guy on the planet and become my mate," he told me and I squealed and jumped into his arms. "I am hoping I didn't worry you, this was what I had been working on every time I told you we couldn't hang out. I hope it was worth it," I smiled and nodded.

"It is!!!" I said smiling, "I love you so much!!"

"I love you too kitten," he told me smiling. All of a sudden he got serious, "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked. I looked at him for a moment, I mean I really looked at him. This boy who just had his life uprooted by me, his choice for who he was going to spend the rest of his life with, taken away by me. This boy, that was way too good for me. This boy with his brown hair and blue eyes. This boy who I wanted with all of my being but knew I didn't deserve. I looked at this boy that I yearned for. The feeling of hands on my checks brought me out of my trance as they swiped something away. It wasn't until this point that I realized that I was crying. I turned from Lance whipping at my face furiously. I hiccupped as I felt a sob trying to break through me.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I am crying," I said through my tears. I smiled a sad smile at this boy, "I can't, I just can't," I told him. I saw his face drop at my words.

"Oh, I see. I am sorry I just thought..." he started but I cut him off.

"Lance it's not that," I rushed to tell him. It's not that I didn't want him. Oh was that so wrong, but I just couldn't. I saw his face light up like he figured it out, then he gave me a sad smile.

"Kitten I wasn't asking you to mate," he started and I threw up my hands to ward him off.

"I know Lance!!!!" I told him, blushing.

"Then what is it Keith?" he asked, sounding so understanding that it was too hard not to tell him.

"I just... I don't deserve you. I took away your choice Lance. You deserve so much better and everyone knows it. I can't take you away from the person you are supposed to be with,"

"Did you just say the person I am supposed to be with?" he asked almost incredibly, sounding so angry I flinched. "I am your soulmate, I am the one you were supposed to be with and me with you. I don't want anyone else and if you think that I would let another person touch you in that way, then by all means try it and get some poor guy beat or worse Keith. I am not joking I want you and only want you, but if you don't want me, then tell me and I will take you home right now Kitten. Just know it is your choice," he told me it was so much sincerity.

"No I want you Lance, only you," I told him. "And yes I am sure. Mark me please,".

With that, he started to move towards the bed and laid me down softly. He started to assault my neck with kisses, sucks, and nips and everything became very sensitive. I bit back a moan when he sucked a little hard on a sensitive spot right next to my scent glands. I allowed my hands to roam his fully clothed body, that was until he took both of them in one large hand and pinned them above my head. I wriggled under him as he left more and more hickies on my neck. He used his free hand to play with the hem of my shirt until I got one of my hands-frees and removed it myself. He removed his as well then went back to his torture. It was almost too much when suddenly he bit down hard on my sensitive scent glands. A scream escaped me as I arched into him as the pain turned into pleasure. I wanted to claim him as well and moved my lips right next to his glands waiting. When he nodded I bit down quickly and hard hearing his breath hitch. I felt my teeth puncture his skin and felt a wave of pride wash over me.

He got up, making me whimper at the loss of touch, and dipped one of the towels into the water, wetting the corner of it. Then, he came over to me and cleaned my sensitive mark. When I went to get up and do the same for him, he pushed me back down to the bed and repeated the process with the other towel, wetting the corner then moving back to the bed, but this time he handed me the towel. I cleaned his mark, making sure to be careful with the sensitive area, then handed him back the towel so he could put it with the other.

He got up and handed me clothes from one of the dressers that he must have stocked in advance. I went into the bathroom and changed into the shorts and one of his shirts. As I was changing I looked in the mirror to find my skin covered in hickeys and my newly formed mark, but there was something else as well: black marks covering my ribs and snaking their way up my left side onto my back and ending just under the base of my neck. I traced a few with my finger, revealing in the intricacy of them. They seemed to fit together and emphasize my natural physique. They looked like tattoos but weren't raised like tattoos. The mating marks felt like the rest of my skin but they also didn't, like they were softer or something. They were absolutely beautiful and made me feel totally whole like I had finally grown into my skin. I looked at my wrist to see that Lance's name was no longer there. I realized that this was because it didn't need to be, I had the bite marks which made me mated in human culture and my soulmate marks which made me mated in Galra culture.

When I came out I looked at Lance's shirtless form and found similar marks on him, except they seemed to look like they would fit like a puzzle with mine. They covered most of the right side of his chest and snaked around to his back, stopping where mine would be. They went all the way up and ended just below his hairline. They had that same intricate look that mine had and made him look like a Greek god. They were beautiful and I could barely keep my eyes off of them. That also meant that anyone in my community would recognize that he was mated. I didn't know if he would be as territorial about the marks as Galra Alphas are, but I wouldn't complain either way. I wouldn't mind him being a little protective, as long as I was able to keep being me.

I walked over to him and started to trace his with my finger like I had traced mine. A hand reached out and grabbed my hand and I looked up at Lance's serious face.

"That tickles," he said very seriously. I drew my hand back quickly and apologized. He just laughed. "So these are the mating marks?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I wasn't sure you would get them. I am glad though, they are so beautiful on you," I told him. "Swimming will be interesting," I said with a small laugh. He looked at me confused.

"Why?" he starts, but stops as something seems to click in his brain. "Yes. yes we will be having a problem because those are mine" he says nuzzling my neck, "and others don't get to see them." I smile at his protectiveness. I know it's silly but a protective mate is highly sought after with the galra, as it shows that he will protect you no matter what. Not that I needed protection, it just feels good to be taken care of is all.

"Okay, we will just have to work around it. I am yours and yours only," I told him and felt him settle.

I crawled into bed with him and lay there on his chest until we both fell asleep peacefully.