The Dark Sided Love Affair

Only a Day

You know when you end up rereading your own fics so you stop writing them for like months.. Well that's me like this, but I am back with new ideas.. that are going to make it better?

Jack was again with Mrs. Fischbach early the next morning. They had exactly twenty four hours to memorize the vows and get him ready to present for Mark.

"During the ceremony you will refrain from making eyecontact with the alpha. It shows a sign of submissiveness." Mrs. Fischbach paced around the omega.

"So as a tradition you will be blindfolded with silk that the alpha will remove when he marks you." Jacks eyes widened. He bit his lip and nodded. He thought about it. The heat radiating of his cheeks as he thought about Mark sinking his teeth into his neck. He shivered with want. This marriage could not come sooner.

Mark was left alone in his room to wait the day away. His father was sent in to tell him that he will not see Jack today or tomorrow before the wedding, and that the priest will be helping him with his part of the tradition. He accepted it, waiting for the priest to call him to the church.

"With my mark, I give you my heart
With this ring, I give you my promise-" Jack sighed tugging the blind fold off.

"Doesn't this seem like something he'd read to me?" Jack plopped down onto the couch.

"You will be reading each other the same vows," she explained, fixing the blind fold back over his eyes.

"It's to signify each role for both the alpha and omega, the vows, although exactly the same, have different roles of safety for the mates. That is why you will be marking each other."

She stood Jack up and patted his cheek, "Again. From the beginning."

Jack closed his eyes underneath the blindfold and began to imagine. Mark is standing before him, his smile brighter than the sun. Although he won't be able to see his soon to be husbands face, he knows he will be smiling (or crying) the whole time.

"With my mark, I give you my heart
With this ring, I give you my promise
that from this day forward
I will give you all my love and protection,
and you shall not walk alone.
I have no greater gift to give.
As your love is my anchor,
and your trust is my strength,
May my heart be your shelter
and my arms be your home.
As this mark has no end or beginning,
so shall my love for you be.
I give you all that I am, by giving you all that you will be,
and all that I shall become."

Jack waited patiently for Mrs. Fischbach to say something, but instead he heard sniffling. He tugged the blindfold off, his eyes searching for the cause of her tears. She was just smiling at him. He smiled back weakly.

"You know. Even though the place I got you from was terrible. I'd have to say, you're sincerity would never have been able to be bettered by anyone else."

Jack smiled, but a frown followed close behind. His mother. What about his mom. He wasn't able to contact her the whole time he was here.

"Mrs. Fischbach, if not anything else, I would appreciate it if me ma can attend the ceremony tomorrow."

She gave him a look, "you know that would be a little difficult. If you would have asked me a few days ago it would be for certain."

"I can give you the address if need be! I just don't want her thinking that I've up and died." Jack persisted, tightening his grip on the blind fold.

"I'll see what I can do," her voice seemed skeptical but he sighed in relief anyway.

Another few hours of garmet fitting and face grooming, Jack was just ready to get this over with. He knew weddings were a pain in the ass but damn. If he had the choice to do it. He would back out of this as fast as he could say 'fuck you'. Never in his life would he have thought he would were a fucking corset, he understands know why traditional weddings were hated by many modern brides. His skinniness is his only reason he is breathing right now.

Dark.

Not now Anti! Jack got a sick feeling in his stomach. He hated his omega. Hated the name, hated the pressure he puts on Jacks stability. Why couldn't it just be him? Just Jack. Just Mark.

Let's go see Dark?

The whole point of the tradition part of the wedding is for us not to see each other.

He could feel the internal cross of Anti's arms.

Who would know?

Everyone would know you twat! I'd smell like a horny omega because who knows what you two would do.

An internal shrug proved Jack's point. We weren't leaving the bedroom until it's time for the marriage. And then on the first night as a couple, Dark and Anti will have their fun.

Breeding.

Oh god.