The Stray Omega

Triple Fudge Brownies

Mitch giggled when Scott swung him up into his arms, spinning him around before setting him back on his feet. He went to say something Scott bent down and kissed him hard on the lips. 

"You're enjoying having a prosthetic." Mitch giggled, squealing when Scott picked him up again. 

"Come on, don't lie and say you don't love this, baby. You know you missed me picking you up." Scott smiled, bending down, wrapping his arms around Mitch's waist and throwing him over his shoulder. 

"Wait, wait wait! Scott put me down!" Mitch said quickly, Scott following the order just as fast. 

"You okay?" Scott asked worriedly. "Did I hurt you?" 

"No, you didn't at all but... I have a little surprise of my own. I was going to tell you earlier but your surprise proposal threw me off guard." Mitch said, wiggling his fingers for Scott's hand.

The blond took it and the two ran off the beach and went to a more lit up area. They found a set of abandoned benches and light sensors. The lights lit up as Scott and Mitch walked into the area. They sat on one of the benches, Mitch pulling a paper from his pocket he had forgotten about. 

"I know I should've told you earlier but I was a bit scared since the pups are still so young and we weren't in the best position in our relationship and I didn't want you to isolate yourself." Mitch took in a deep breath before handing the paper to Scott and holding onto one of his hands tightly. "Open it." 

Scott carefully opened the folded up paper. He stared at the printed out photo and a smile grew on his face. 

"Look familiar?" Mitch gasped when Scott pulled him close, kissing him deeply. He chuckled deeply and grasped Scott's shoulders when the blonde kissed his jaw then his Mark. 

"This is it, love," Scott mumbled, pulling away and staring Mitch in his eyes as he fixed his messy hair. "This is the best way to start the new step in our relationship. A brand new addition to the family." 

Mitch cupped Scott's jaw, rubbing his stubble gently as he held back his tears and admired his fiance. 

"Are you ready to go home? Have some fun in private?" Mitch said, shimmying his shoulders lightly.

"Hmm..." Scott chuckled. "Naughty." 

"Come on, Alpha, it's getting late anyway." Mitch climbed off of Scott's lap and holding out his hands. Scott made sure his prosthetic was on properly then stood up with Mitch's help. Mitch trailed one hand from Scott's to hold onto his bicep.

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"Have you gone upstairs with the leg at all?" Mitch asked as he and Scott stepped from the elevator. 

"Only a four-step, I haven't had anything major yet but I'm sure it won't be that difficult." Scott went over to the stairs and trudged upwards, Mitch behind him in case he was to fall. 

"You know if I do fall, you can't catch me," Scott said, holding onto the stair railing. 

"Maybe, but I can break your fall." 

"You're tiny, I'd break you in a second. Especially on these stairs." Scott huffed and leaned against the wall when he got to the top of the stairs, waiting for Mitch to join him. When Mitch finally got off the steps, he grabbed his hand, pulling Mitch close then turning to push him against the wall. 

"We haven't had sex twice in one day in a while." Mitch giggled, slightly intimidated when Scott stepped forward, his large frame completely swallowing up Mitch's. 

"Let's make the most of it." 

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Scott collapsed on the bed next to Mitch with a heavy sigh, groaning at the tension in his thighs and pelvic area. He looked over at Mitch who sat up and looked over. 

"Still hard?" Mitch carefully got onto his knees and pulled off the condom Scott wore. 

"Yeah. You forcing me not to cum until you did two times did something to me." Scott groaned then clenched his eyes shut when Mitch's lips wrapped around his shaft. He reached down, tangling his fingers through the brunette's hair and moaning out in pleasure. 

Mitch pulled up when Scott was done, wiping his mouth and sitting up. He reached over to the bedside and grabbed a few tissues, cleaning his hands, chest and Scott's shaft. He got off the bed and threw away the tissues and condom. Scott grabbed Mitch's waist and pulled him carefully on the bed, kissing his forehead as he did so.  

Scott turned over to cradle Mitch's head to his chest and felt his heavy breath against his bare skin. "Hey, you okay?" 

"A little exhausted, I'm sure some sleep will be fine." 

"Love, no. Come on, let's get some water inside of you, we can even make something sweet. I hear that's always nice to have after rough sex." Scott kissed a hickey on Mitch's collarbone and swung his legs over the bed to put his prosthetic back on after putting his boxers on. It took him a minute but he got it on and stood up, his thighs a bit sore but he knew Mitch was worse. 

"Alpha... I swear, I'm fine." 

"You're drinking for two, maybe three or four. Come on." Scott hurried to the opposite side of the bed and tugged Mitch to his feet. 

"Oh god, I don't think I could handle another set of triplets." Mitch groaned at the thought and tugged on his underwear and a pair of shorts. The two went downstairs, Mitch grabbing two water bottles from the fridge. He handed one to his Alpha then rummaged through the cabinets, finding a box of triple fudge brownies. Mitch rose the box, shaking it lightly as he turned to Scott. 

"Heavy. Let's do it." Scott took the box and set it on the island counter. He grabbed a tin pan from the cupboards under the counter, Mitch fetching ingredients from the fridge. He brought the items over then hugged Scott from behind, kissing his freckled back. "Drink your water, love. You need it." 

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