The Stray Omega

Happy Birthday (X)

"Happy birthday, my love." Scott pulled a small present from behind his back and held it out. Mitch grinned and took the present from Scott. He undid the tied bow and took off the lid of the box. He stared at the gold bracelet. Mitch took out the bracelet and tried to put his hand through it but failed. 

"Oh, hold on. Sorry." Scott fished in his pocket for a small screwdriver and opened the bracelet before motioning for Mitch's wrist. "It's a Cartier bracelet. It can only be opened with this screwdriver." Scott clamped the bracelet and Mitch smiled. 

"Alpha, it's beautiful." Mitch pulled his wrist back and admired the jewelry. He then wrapped his arms around Scott's torso and hugged him tightly. "Thank you." 

Scott smiled and kissed the top of Mitch's head. "You're welcome, baby. Are you ready for cake?" 

"Yes!" Mitch jumped back from the hug and hopped off the couch to run to the kitchen. He went to the fridge and pulled out the Oreo chocolate ice cream cake and set it on the counter. He then waited for Scott to grab a knife to cut them a slice. Scott grabbed a sharp knife and popped open the cake, easily cutting a large slice. He grabbed the slice and walked over to Mitch who has sat on the counter and he held it in between them. 

Mitch was the first to lean in for a bite and that's when Scott pushed his hand forward and shoved the cake in Mitch's face. Mitch, being the tricky one, had already gotten a handful of the cake when Scott wasn't watching and repeated Scott's action back to him. 

"It's in my ear!" Scott screeched, taking his own handful and backing to the opposite side of the kitchen. Mitch hopped off the counter and took another chunk of the cake. The two fought for a good while until there was barely any cake left to eat and they were both out of breath. Cake coated their hair and was all over the front of their shirts and crumbs were falling to the floor. 

Mitch let out a laugh and stood on his tippy toes, wrapping his arms around Scott's neck to kiss the blond. Scott gripped Mitch's hips and pushed him away to lick his own lips. 

"You taste like chocolate." He chuckled. The two went back to the counter and ate what was left of the cake with their fingers. 

"That was fun, but I think we need a shower." Mitch suggested, holding an Oreo to Scott's lips. Scott bit one half of the Oreo as he agreed. 

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"All gone?" Scott asked, rubbing the inside of his ear as Mitch threw away a handful of Q-Tips. 

"All gone. Sorry for getting it in your ear." Mitch said innocently. 

"It's alright baby, as long as it's gone, I'm happy." Scott then grabbed a towel and threw it over Mitch's head before ruffle drying his hair. Once it was dry, he did the same to his own hair before brushing it. Mitch copied Scott's actions with his own comb and jumped off the bathroom counter to grab his toothbrush. 

The two finished their after shower duties and Scott stopped Mitch before he climbed into bed.

"Hold on, Omega."

"Are the sheets dirty?" Mitch asked taking his leg off the bed.

"No. I just have something for you. Knees, right here, chest towards the bedframe." Scott said, tapping the foot of the bed.

"A-Alright." Mitch followed his Alpha's orders and did so as he asked. He then felt a cloth slip over his eyes and he reached behind him, gripping Scotts hip.

"Don't worry, love. I'm right here." Scott placed his hand against Mitch's hip and placed a feather-like kiss against the nape of his neck. "If you get too scared, tell me and I'll stop immediately."

"L-Like a safeword?"

"Yes. What's your safeword, love?"Scott moved to the side of Mitch's neck where his mark would go and gave it a kiss.

"I.. I don't know." Scott stopped for a moment and ran his hands along Mitch's waist.

"What's your favorite color?"

"Teal."

"We'll use that. Teal. It'll tell me to stop if you get scared or uncomfortable. That's okay?"

"Yes sir." Mitch shivered as Scott went back to kissing along the side of neck and tilted his head up, Scott moving back to kiss behind his ear. He continued to plant kiss down his neck and back until he reached the waistband of his boxers.

"Can I?" Scott questioned, hooking his fingers underneath the elastic. He pulled his hand to the side and slipped it out, the band snapping against Mitch's hip.

Mitch gasped. "Yes, sir." He tilted his head to the side, wanting to find Scott's lips. He felt Scotts hand trail over his jaw before a kiss was placed to his lips.

"Get on your hands for me, love. I'll make you feel good."

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