At First Blush

Chapter 6

When Ollie woke up, he had no idea what time it was, and honestly he didn't care. He felt too good to care. His entire body was boneless from pleasure, every muscle relaxed. And best of all, he was curled up on Juls. He shifted, leaning back on his elbow. He and Juls were cuddled up together in the huge bathtub. Juls had lined it with blankets and pillows while Ollie had been asleep, turning the hard tub into a surprisingly comfortable blanket fort.

Well, it used to be comfortable. Now it was a mess of twisted sheets, most of which were absolutely soaked through. Juls hadn't been kidding when he had advised Ollie to invest in a waterproof mattress cover.

Ollie smirked though, running a finger gently down Juls's chest, taking in the serene beauty of the older Omega. After Juls had dropped to his knees and did his best to drink the Slick right out of Ollie, everything had kind of become a blur of pleasure and pain. Pleasure because Juls knew exactly what to do and what to touch to make Ollie see stars. Pain because damn if the Heat didn't make him sicker than he'd ever been in his life.

Sick. Oh, shit. He needed to let his mom know he was okay. Ollie levered himself out from next to Jules, instantly missing the Omega's warm heat and sweet scent. Stepping around Juls and crawling out of the tub, Ollie grabbed the nearest towel that wasn't wet or Slick soaked. They were running out of options. Next time, they'd probably be down to just washcloths.

He wrapped it around his waist and padded back into the bedroom. He found his pants, and pawed through the pockets. The denim was stiff from dried sweat, and it made extracting his phone a little difficult.

Finally freeing it, he instantly dialed his mom, not even checking the messages. He winced as he saw the digital clock on the nightstand read 3 am. Well, shit. He was grounded for life.

His mom answered on the first ring. "Oliver St. Clair! Do you have any idea what time it is! How dare you worry me, you come home right this instant. No, stay where you are I'm-"

"Mom. I'm an Omega. I'm in Heat," Ollie blurted, cutting into his mom's rant.

She stopped short, falling completely silent. Then she sighed. "Damn, I owe your father money. We thought for sure you'd be an Alpha like James."

Ollie snorted. "Mom, that's a stupid bet. James is six-three and built like a tank. I'm like what, five-ten, on a good day? What possibly made you think I'd be an Alpha?"

"Because male Omegas are super rare. That's why we thought you were just a Beta when you didn't present. Anyway, where are you? How bad is your Heat?"

Ollie rubbed the back of his neck. He glanced at the bathroom. "I'm still at Temptations. I kind of went into Heat the second the Alpha companion came into the room. Luckily, an Omega doctor was passing by right then. He's been, helping me," Ollie hedged, his cheeks flaming.

He heard his mother snort a laugh. "Okay. Helping. Sure. Is he nice? Is he safe?"

Ollie stood, peeking into the bathroom. Juls was still asleep. He lowered his voice, just in case. "Mom, he's so amazing. He's the best person to have helped me. His name is Juls and he's so hot and I think I'm like really, really gay for him."

This time, his mom laughed outright. "He does sound amazing. I'm glad you were able to make the best of a bad situation. How long until you can come home?"

Ollie frowned. "I'm not sure, actually. Juls made it sound like it's a several day process, which I know, but I don't know how long I have be here. Everything smells so strong now."

"Oh, damn. You're smelling pheromones for the first time. That's gonna be a lot to take in. Well, let me know when you're coming home and I'll buy us all Scent Blockers. Deal?"