The Rejected Omega and his Alpha

Chapter Nine - The First Week

I find that being smothered with a gentle kiss is one of the best ways to wake up to. Derek kissed every part of my face that he could reach, each one electing a laugh from me, leaving my lips for last. I veer away though, my mouth probably all gross.
"What's wrong? I thought we were in a good place. You don't want to kiss me now?"
"No! I just have morning breath. You probably do too."

"Is that all?" he said, rolling his eyes before framing my face in both hands. "You better kiss me, right here, right now. I'm not gonna let you leave this bed till you do."
"I'm fine with that." Staying in bed wrapped in his arms sounded heavenly.
"Oh? Guess you don't want to go to the bookstore then?" Damnit, he had me.

I give him a quick kiss, but he doesn't let me off that easily. He climbs over me and goes in for a second, more sensual kiss. When I feel his morning wood on my stomach, my mind goes numb, the blood from my brain being redirected to other places.
"Good morning, baby," he said, his already deep voice turning husky.
"Good morning... honey?" There was a pause, then we both shook our heads No.

Last night, while everyone said their goodbyes and declaring the Dreyfus Household as the designated hangout spot, we had a heart-to-heart, expanding on our limited conversation from earlier. We laid down right here and bed and took turns talking about our hopes and dreams, expectations and realities.

He started the conversation last night by stating what he wanted to accomplish in five years, which eerily sounded like it came from a self-help book, but I didn't judge. He wanted to be married and hopefully had a couple of kids at that point. Then he asked me what mine was, and it took me a while to figure it out.

I told him that I wanted to see the world, remembering the pictures I saw in the hallway of new and exotic places out there in the world. As long as I could venture out one day before I die, I would be happy. I then asked him how many kids he wanted. He kissed me and said 'As many as you're willing to give me.' I'm not gonna lie, I was wet almost instantly.

Things took a serious turn though, when we talked about our fears. His was that he would end up in this house all alone, passed up by other Omegas for being too fat or too old. My heart went out to him then, having the same fears. I told him that he was far from either, and that he was a total catch in my eyes.

When it became my turn to share my fears, I told him what I told Sarah, about being scared of falling for the first guy I'm with and it not working out. About how I have so few experiences I felt untethered, drifting in the wind. He laid there in silence, absorbing what I said and just gave me his undivided attention, an act that I instantly loved. He just told me that we'll take it one day at a time, being honest with each other when things become hard.

"But what if we get married and it turns out you don't want to be together?"
"That's never gonna happen. Till death do us part. But that's someday, not now. If you want to... to explore and have new experiences, I'm just going to have to live with it. It'll feel like a part of me is dying, but it'll heal eventually." We went to sleep wrapped in each other's arms, the impossible chasm from the night before shrinking until the other edge was within jumping distance. Progress.

This morning was the first attempt at an idea Derek proposed last night. Every morning we had to greet each other, no matter what mood you're in. We agreed that pet names were allowed, and until I found the right fit for him, I could just try one out each morning until I landed on one that felt right. Honey obviously didn't make the cut.

"So, what's on the agenda today?" I pat him gently so he could move, and he does so reluctantly, morning wood still standing at stiff attention. My eyes linger for a moment before heading to the bathroom.
"Well, I thought we'd go to the bookstore first so you can go crazy, then head to the hardware store to pick up supplies I'm gonna need for your library.