Dark flame

Pops' pups (part 11)

The answer if the pup(s) will be aborted, will be revealed in this chapter!

POV Ace

Blinking slowly Ace opened his eyes. The clearer his vision got, the more a small smile graced his lips as he recognized the place. He was home.

Spotting some movement he looked down, eyes widening as he saw someone's back to him and hands disappearing behind his bump. He had no idea what they were doing, he couldn't feel anything, but- but- there's not much you can do behind that besides-

His breath sped up until he was screaming and flailing... trying to flail and fight of whoever it was as he could only move his arms. Tears in his eyes from panic and fear of what they were doing to him this time and he couldn't even kick!

POV Marco

Even if his mate was asleep, Marco made sure to be as gentle as possible as he cleaned his omega's nether region. He was thorough as he went, not wanting any filth or wetness to be left behind and make the other's skin get irritated.

As he noticed the breathing pattern on the other change, he knew he would wake up soon and was already moving to stop to look over when Ace started screaming, arms swinging in the air.

Unsanitary as it was, he threw the washcloth of his hands and grabbed the swinging arms, there were still needles attached giving fluids! It would be bad if they were pulled out.

"Ace! Omega! It's okay! It's okay!"

The yelling continued and even sobs were there that broke his heart, no matter what he yelled, the other didn't seem to hear him. He hadn't wanted to do this but...

After restraining the arms to Ace's chest, he leaned over them, bringing his face closer to the delicate neck and opened his mouth, placing his teeth over his own mark on his mate's shoulder.

The reaction was instant even if he didn't put any real pressure. Ace stilled completely, seeming to be frozen.

Not wanting to worry the other that a stranger was threatening him, he released his scent more, throwing it in the air.

"A-alpha?"

With that he pulled away, gently kissing their bond before continuing and smiling gently when he could see Ace's face.

"Hey-yoi." he spoke as soft as he could, "it's okay. You're okay. We're home."

Obviously confused Ace looked around, but didn't try and fight again as Marco let go of his arms.

"Keep your arms on yourself for a moment, love." Marco spoke while moving away, going to the sink he washed his own hands properly and took a clean cloth. Bringing it back to bed he wiped of the wrists he had held. "There we go."

"W-what's going on? Someone was- someone was t-touching me!"

With now clean hands, Marco moved to cares a freckled cheek, "I'm sorry, omega, that was me. I was washing you-yoi. I never meant to scare you, I'm sorry."

"Washing... Nothing... nothing more?"

The lightest frown was on his face, "Ofcourse nothing more. Omega, I would never hurt you."

When tears gathered in Ace's eyes, Marco was there to hug him and hold him close, not minding as Ace pressed into his neck to smell him. Making sure it was him. He let him be as long as he needed to.