My Sweet Boy | Omegaverse

Epilogue

 Their kiss goes from gentle to wild. Robin hadn't felt like himself for months. With his mate in his arms he was able to breathe again. His fingers did quick work of removing the buttons in Victor's shirt.

Victor huffed before pushing Robin against the wall, taking control. RObin might be the King now but Victor was still the domineering Alpha. In his presence Robin felt easy enough to act vulnerable, to act weak and yet feel powerful. Victor pelvic grinded into Robin's stomach, showing the evidence of his need.

"Missed you so much," Victor groaned.

Robin knew Victor would have killed Harold Marcella if it wasn't for him. It stopped him from doing a lot of things that he could have done and a small part of Robin felt uneasy at the prospect. Now he knew his father was on the loose, ready to attack them again.

Robin was able to remove all the buttons before Victor peeled the shirt off him with a single hand. The rest of their clothes were ripped off, and hastily removed as they walked to their bed and laid on it.

"You can kill them," Robin said, making Victor pause to look into his eyes. He frowned.

"You can kill my father and brother when you get hold of them next. I am giving you free rein," Robin elaborated.

Victor kissed the corner of Robin's mouth gently. "Don't worry yourself with them. I will handle them. And I promise they will never be able to harm you or our child."

Robin nodded.

His hand caressed Robin's chest, before lightly pinching the pointed peaks, kneading the soft flesh as they leaked. Victor bent down and licked the white liquid. Robin moaned at the sight of it. He wrapped his legs around Victor's waist, needing more. If Victor didn't take him now he was going to beg. He was going to go on his knees and literally cry to be f***ed.

"Wait my sweet minx," Victor chuckled. His mouth takes its sweet time tasting every inch of Robin's flesh, praising him, announcing his love, and mumbling all sorts of dirty things. Robin's core of pulsing need of flesh, throbbing so fierce it made Robin grip Victor hair and pull him up.

"I am dying," Robin panted.

Victor smirked before lining his member on Robin's yoni. He pushed and the pressure is Robin's undoing. It didn't take much for Robin to peak and then fall apart in Victor's arms.

Victor let out a breath, staring down at Robin with pained eyes, "God," he whispered. "You are so beautiful."

Robin was still atronished at how lucky he was to get Victor as his mate. He reveled in the intense connection they shared.

Robin took Victor's face, and looked deep into his eyes, "I love you."

Victor moved in on him slowly. "Marry me, Robin."

Robin went still under him. Well he knew they were going to get married at some point. But he didn't expect Victor to propose to him so randomly. Robin wasn't the kind of guy to want a deal out of a proposal and it was very fitting of Victor to ask him for marriage in the middle of having sex. Robin wanted to laugh and he probably did a little as well.

"Yes, Victor Thrall, I will marry you. But only if you say please."

"Please," Victor said, kissing him on the left cheek. "Please," he said again, kissing him on the other cheek. "Pleeeasee," he said, kissing him on the lips.

Robin was going to marry Victor Thrall, the King Of Dhasur.