Vicious Submissive (BoyxBoy)

Sick: Leo POV

I listened to my baby's quiet breaths as he slept against my chest. He'd fallen asleep sometime between me washing his body and hair. Glancing down, I studied his beautiful features. From this angle, I could clearly see how long his dark lashes were as they painted shadows across his cheeks. His addicting lips pressed together gently as he continued to sleep. He was so tired. I don't even think he'd really eaten today. Now that I think about it, had I?

I sighed softly as I picked up my sleeping beauty from the cooling water. Wrapping him in a towel, I walked into the bedroom and carefully laid him on the bed. He whined in his sleep as I let him go. I quickly grabbed my pillow and placed it against his chest, causing him to roll over to his side with it trapped in his arms. I couldn't help but smile at the adorable sight before going back to the bathroom and letting the water out of the tub.

I went to the shower and washed up as quickly as possible so I could get back to my adorable mate. Apparently, though, not fast enough, as the sound of rushed footsteps trailed into the bathroom. I started to tease him before the sound of dry heaving bounced off the walls. I quickly shut the shower off and stepped out to check on him. His hunched form was easy to see as he continued to do painful dry heaves into the toilet. I held his hair back and watched worriedly as tears formed in his eyes from the action. Kneeling on the floor behind him, I rubbed his back, trying to soothe the painful-looking actions. After about five minutes, he stopped and leaned his back against me, his breathing evening out. I ran my fingers through his hair as I rubbed his stomach,

"Baby, what's wrong?"

He waved his hand dismissively as he turned on his side, snuggling into my damp chest,

"Nothing, it's probably just stress."

I looked down at him before gently grabbing his chin and guiding his face 'til I could see it clearly. His crystal eyes looked back at me as I studied his features,

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm alright. Stop worrying, let's go to bed."

I studied him for a moment longer before getting up with him in my arms. He snuggled into me as I pulled the covers back. I kissed his forehead before placing him on the bed. I tossed my pillow at him, making him click his tongue. Walking back to the bathroom, I finished drying off before tossing the towel and walking back to bed. Cy had fallen back asleep already, his arm thrown above his head. I turned the light off and climbed in with my gorgeous mate, pulling his bare body to mine as he rolled onto my chest. I inhaled his scent deeply as I fell asleep.

My alarm went off but was quickly trumped by the sound of puking from the bathroom. I turned my alarm off and made a beeline towards it. As I reached the doorway, the toilet flushed. Cy's blue eyes flicked to me before he proceeded to brush his teeth as if nothing happened. I raised a brow and walked over to him. As I stood behind him, I tried to meet his eyes in the mirror. He avoided me and continued his morning routine. As we stepped into the shower, I turned him to face me,

"Look at me."

His eyes slowly met mine as water rained down,

"Do you want kids?"

My eyes widened as I processed what he said,

"Yes...do you?"

My heart broke as I watched the two crystal orbs in front of me water. I pulled my baby into my arms as his body shook with sobs. His mind was racing, I could feel it through the mate-link. He was a storm of emotions, happiness, sadness, surprise, but the most prominent one was pain. Emotional pain. As he continued to cry, I started to get worried. Did he not want kids? I started to feel guilty for probably getting him pregnant and putting him in this position. He suddenly shook his head, his voice shaking as he looked at me,

"It's not your fault...I do want kids, I'm just scared..."

I rubbed his sides, waiting for him to continue. He closed his eyes and took a breath,

"I don't want to feel that pain again."

He looked at me, tears still spilling from his eyes,

"I've been pregnant before...but I miscarried, or....I was forced to miscarry...after I got my wolf, I had an irregular heat. Marren...used me, and a few weeks later I started to get sick, like now. He called in a doctor after it lasted for a couple of weeks. The doctor explained how the irregular heat made me fertile to any form of intercourse, mate or not. When Marren found out I was pregnant, he and his pack beat me within an inch of my life. The baby didn't survive because of my injuries..."

I pulled my mate closer to me as anger filled me. How dare that bastard! I will kill him. With my own hands, I'll rip his throat out. Cy sniffled quietly as he clung to me,

"I felt it...when they died. The bond was so new and suddenly..."

I held him even closer,

"I'm so sorry, love."

He shook his head,

"No, it's not your fault. I'm just...worrying myself. But..."

He pulled away and looked at me with a watery smile,

"I really do want children. I want our children. If I really am pregnant, I'm so happy to be able to carry our pups."

I smiled back and kissed his lips lovingly,

"I am too, and I'll be with you every step of the way. I'll carry you everywhere when you're all round and sexy."

He laughed quietly before shaking his head. I kissed his nose and wiped away any remaining tear trails before kissing him again. After staring at each other for a while, we washed up. We are definitely skipping today. As my mate went through our dresser, I took a breath, readying myself for what I said next,

"Let's go to the infirmary."

He didn't even glance my way as he answered,

"Why?"

I sighed and walked behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist,

"To check if there's a bun in the oven."

He clicked his tongue at my wording as he pulled a pair of dark jeans out,

"It's a bit early, don't you think?"

In a way, yes and in another way, no. On one hand, werewolf pregnancies were fast, and considering the fact that our offspring would most likely be an Alpha, he would be due in about four months. On the other hand, though, we most likely would only be able to see a small bean if anything. If he was pregnant. That being said, I wasn't going to back down. If there was a bean in my beautiful mate, I wanted to see it,

"You're the one with morning sickness."

He growled quietly as he pulled out a white long sleeve shirt to go with his jeans,

"Fine."

I kissed the back of his neck before letting him go so he could get dressed. I pulled out my own clothes and followed suit before guiding my mate out the door. He leaned against the wall as I locked our door. When I turned back to face him, he was staring at the wall beside me, though his eyes seemed distant. His attention slowly turned to me as I walked up to him. I moved a few strands of hair from his face as he pushed himself from the wall. He seemed really out of it,

"Baby?"

He simply shook his head as we started to walk towards the stairs.