Vicious Submissive (BoyxBoy)

Basic Needs: Leo POV

I caught Cy's limp body in my arms. He was completely unconscious, his breathing sounding as if he was asleep. I picked him up properly as I contacted Marie through the link trying not to freak out,

Cy just passed out

Alright, do you smell blood?

No

Has he eaten in the last 12 hours?

That was a good question. Considering the morning sickness, and the fact that we'd woken up and gone straight to the infirmary, he probably had nothing on his stomach but air. I told Marie as much and she said I should put him to bed and wait for him to wake up. He was low on energy from not eating; most likely fatigued and mentally exhausted because of the schedule we'd been keeping lately. He needed rest above all else. She told me to make sure that I would get him to eat when he woke up, as well; remind him that he was eating for both him and our pup. I thanked her through the link before continuing up the steps to our room. After sliding his jeans off, I tucked him in. Careful not to disturb him, I slipped out of the room and headed downstairs. When I reached the kitchen, I started to construct a sandwich. As I finished, my dad spoke from my left,

 "Shouldn't you be at school with Cyrus?"

 "We-, uh...had some business to take care of."

I glanced over at him to see him raising an unimpressed eyebrow,

 "And what type of business allows you to skip school? Last I checked, neither you nor my son-in-law are gravely injured."

I was debating whether to tell dad now or wait to tell him with Cy by my side. I didn't have to think long because my big-mouthed best friend bounced in, also skipping school, mind you, clapping my dad on the shoulder,

 "I bet you're excited to be a grandfather."

I glared at Josh while my dad looked at me with wide eyes. Josh simply smirked back at me while I waited to see how my dad was going to respond. His eyes flashed amber briefly before he took a breath,

 "So you got my son-in-law pregnant?"

I nodded, and he sighed before giving me a wide smile and holding his hand out. I raised a brow in confusion and he rolled his eyes, still smiling,

 "Obviously I want to see the ultrasound of my grandchild."

I rolled my eyes before handing over his copy. He smiled at the picture happily,

 "I remember when your mother was pregnant with you. I would try to talk her into getting an ultrasound every week so I could see you grow. Those were simpler times. Now you're out here having unprotected sex-"

 "Dad!"

 "What? I'm simply stating the facts."

 "That doesn't mean I want to listen to my dad comment on my sex life."

He simply shrugged and stared at the picture once more before putting it in his wallet and walking to the fridge. I cleaned up the small mess I made before grabbing a bag of chips to go with the sandwich and walking back to our room. Cy was now facing the door, still unconscious, so I placed the food on the nightstand before carefully sliding in beside him and sitting against the headboard. He turned to me and wrapped his arm around me,

 "Where were you?"

I looked down to see his eyes were still closed, and I caressed his cheek,

 "I went to get you some food."

He simply hummed before snuggling up to me further. As much as my wolf and I loved having our mate up under us, he needed to eat,

 "Baby, you can sleep all you want after you eat."

There was silence for a moment before he shifted to a sitting position. He shook his perfectly messy hair before looking at me expectantly. I raised a brow in confusion and he sighed while rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hands,

 "You said you made food?"

I smiled at the cute image he made,

 "It's behind you, baby."

He turned his head slightly before turning the rest of his body and grabbing the plate the sandwich sat on. Leaning against me, with the sandwich on his lap, he munched away quietly,

 "Thank you, Leo."

 "You're welcome, love."

I kissed the top of his head before turning the tv on. After a few minutes, Cy spoke again,

 "You handled me passing out pretty well. I'm guessing you found out why."

 "I was actually freaking out for a second, but I told Marie through the pack-link and she pointed out the obvious."

 "Which was?"

 "You passed out cause you were exhausted and hadn't eaten anything in a long while. Also, any food you did have, you threw up. You need more energy because of our pup, love."

He hummed quietly before I heard him putting the plate back on the nightstand. I wrapped my arm around him and pulled him close as he laid against my chest,

 "I'm sorry..."

He was so quiet I thought I imagined it until I looked down and saw crystal blue eyes studying mine,

 "What are you apologizing for, baby?"

 "For making you worry simply because I was careless. I have to remember that I have to care for more than myself."

I kissed his nose and forehead,

 "Baby, we were both at fault. I dragged you to the infirmary even though I knew you didn't feel like going. I didn't even think of having you eat, even though I was quite sure you'd been puking and dry heaving. Don't carry all the blame yourself. We're a team."

I kissed him softly, savoring the feel of his lips against mine. After a few seconds, I allowed my hands to travel down his waist. He straddled me and I deepened the kiss, nibbling his lip and eliciting a moan from his throat. My hands slipped under his shirt and caressed his back as he arched it, pressing his chest against mine, his arms wrapped around my neck. I groaned as he pulled on my hair carefully.

As I gave his ass cheeks a firm squeeze, a moan left his lips. Trailing feathery kisses down his jawline and neck; I began to nip and suck at his mark. He gasped and moaned as his body shivered slightly; his hips starting to move. The sound of his voice, along with his hardened member pressed against mine, had me flipping us over so that he was underneath me. I pulled his shirt off and teased his rosy nubs with teeth, tongue, and fingers, while my other hand worked on pulling his boxers down. Before long, we were a tangle of limbs as I pounded into him; turning my beautiful mate into a moaning mess.