Mates (ON HOLD)

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A/N: Hey, babes. I know, it's been a bit, but I'm here with some x-rated scenes to make up for it. Your welcome. We also hit 6k, so I'm proud of you guys.

Also, since it's my birthday, I'll treat you...

Enjoy ;)

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C H A P T E R
T W E N T Y - T H R E E:
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L I V A T O R

My eyes were blurry and I felt a little damp and hot as my heavy eyelids lifted.

"Ah, Mr. Delimino." Dr. Fredrick smiled down at me. "What's with you and your big lug always ending up in here?" Struggling to speak, my throat burned, my limbs feeling heavy.

Blinking rapidly, I turned my head slowly to see Matches, his head falling, his limbs spread out across a cheap chair. He was fast sleeping and I looked back at Fredrick. "What's happened?" I asked, trying to sit up.

"Well," he mumbled, looking down at his clipboard, "You fell down the stairs and passed out." He furrowed his brows, "Do you remember anything before the fall?" He asked, glancing at the bed next mine, where a little pup sat, staring at us.

I swallowed, noticing a bandage on my head, reaching up to touch it. "Uh..." All I find myself remembering was doing all my missed homework in my room. Then...it blanks out, nothing comes to mind. Shaking my head, I sit up more, my back aching. I hissed and he noticed.

"You did take quite the fall." He stated, setting the clip board on the end of the bed, going then to something else.

Sighing, I stretched my back as far as it would go, biting be my lip. Shit. I fell? I never fall. I've only tripped once and that was because Sindy Jackson was a bitch. I must've blacked out from the lack of food and sleep. I had work up to my ass because of the beautiful piece of shit to my left. I couldn't concentrate in class, always thinking of things Matches and I could do if we were together. Fun things, sweet things...sexy things.

After I'd assessed my injuries and ended up leaning back, staring at my sleeping mate, I enjoyed the cuteness that practically fell from him.

"Are you two dating?"

I snapped my head to my right, watching the curious pup wag her rogue tail. Clearing my throat, I looked between her and Matches. "Why would you think that?"

She leaned her head on her knees, "He brang you in here and held your hand." She smiled, "My mommy and daddy do that and they're married." She furrowed her brow, "Are you guys married?"

A smile broke across my face, "No, we're just...dating." I nodded, glancing at my mate.

She frowned, "But he really, really likes you." A giggle slipped from her mouth and the 6 year old looked over her shoulder for any sign a of the Doctor. I sat up more and smiled over at her. I loved the pups of the pack. They were so sweet and now that I look at her, I remember she's a nice couples daughter that lives off the pack house grounds. They come to let their daughter hang out with her friends and we babysit, too.

She set her little hands on the bed and looked at me. "Do you like him?" She asked, pulling in the sheet.

"Well..." She looked disappointed when I didn't answer, and I sighed, "Ella, was it?" She nodded, looking down at her hands. "Do you know what mates are?"