Heat of the Moment

Punish Me

Jack was sitting on the couch, playing with his fingers and chewing on his bottom lip. Everything has just gone so wrong for them, it's only been two days and Jack had already cheated. He felt low and disgusting, a terrible excuse for a mate. Mark wouldn't want to stay with him after his parents returned home, his obligation to care for Jack would be terminated and he could return to his normal life. One that didn't involve an unfaithful, hormonal fifteen-year-old omega. Mark slid his phone into his pocket, trying to push the thought away as he joined Jack inside the house. The omega had curled into a small ball on the couch, his ruined pants still on as he shakily turned on Netflix, putting on a Disney movie. Mark watched him for a bit from the doorway, sighing softly.
"Baby, take those off, they look uncomfortable." He said, walking over to the couch.
"N-no... I'm punishing myself for being u-unfaithful..." He sniffled, refusing to look at Mark as he hugged a pillow to his chest.
The little omega looked so hurt and broken, Mark could only imagine what his thoughts sounded like right now.
"Baby, you don't need to punish yourself like that." Mark sat down next to his mate, reaching out to brush his fingers through Jack's hair but stopped when he saw him flinch.
"I don't deserve your touch, I don't deserve your kindness. I'm a filthy slut for what I did." Jack buried his head into the pillow, crying softly as his tears stained the fabric resting against his face. How exactly was Mark supposed to handle this?
Mark hesitantly pulled off Jack's pants, being as gentle as possible. He stood, walking to the kitchen to throw them in the trash, coming back shortly to see Jack hadn't moved an inch.
"Little one..." He whispered, scooping the omega into his arms as Jack cringed at the touch.
"You couldn't help it, it's your first heat." Mark whispered, rocking him like a baby.
"B-but, you s-said-"
"Hush now, I didn't mean it." The half Korean murmured.
"If anything, I'm the horrible mate, I should be treating you better than this."
Jack tried to climb out of Mark's arms, fighting against his tender touch.
"Alpha, I should be punished. I can't forgive myself until you punish me." The omega cried, throwing himself out of his alpha's arms and onto the floor.
"Jack, what are you asking me to do?" Mark raised his eyebrow, watching his mate as he presented his bare ass to him.
"W-when I was little I-I used to get spankings for misbehaving.." Jack trailed off, feeling a little odd asking for Mark to smack him. Mark watched as Jack put his arms behind his back obediently, tears streaming down his cheeks. He didn't want to hurt his mate, but Jack was asking for punishment...
"How many, little one?" He murmured, scooting forward to rub Jack's ass soothingly.
"A-as many as you feel.." he said, closing his eyes. He hated being spanked, but he needed punishment for doing such a thing. It was only fair.
"It'll be over soon baby." His alpha whispered, before beginning to deliver harsh slaps to Jack's plump bottom. The omega whimpered and cried with each one, burying his face into the carpet. Mark wasn't even really counting how many times he was spanking Jack, the whole thing just seemed odd to him. Being an alpha sometimes came with strange responsibilities like this, it was almost like Mark was Jack's daddy. The name had an appeal to it, one that Mark was afraid to delve into. But the tense environment was shifted when one of Mark's spanks incited a small moan from the omega on the floor.
Mark froze, unsure what to do next.
"S-sorry. I don't know why I just did that." Jack blushed, wiping away his tears with the back of his hand. Mark hesitated, gently rubbing Jack's red bottom.
"It's ok baby." He murmured, wondering if Jack actually liked the spanks. It was possible, you don't know all your kinks at such a young age.
"A-all done..?" Jack asked hopefully, his ass stinging. He ignored the little sparks of pleasure, blaming it on his oversensitivity from his heat. Mark opened his mouth to speak when his phone began ringing, the contact stating his best friend was calling.
"Yes little one, I have to take this call." He said. Jack nodded his head, blushing when he stood up and noticed he had a surprising reaction to what Mark just did to him. The omega pulled down his shirt, covering his half chub as he sat back down on the couch. Mark had moved to the parent's bedroom, talking to Tyler about something he couldn't hear.
"What do you mean I overreacted?" Mark asked, sitting down on the bed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Mark, he can't exactly make Informed decisions while he's in the throws of his heat. I mean he let you fuck him and look how smart that decision was.."
Mark rolled his eyes.
"Oh thanks." He said sarcastically, before sighing.
"The thing is, he wanted punishment for doing it. He knows what he did... And I feel so bad now that I can't think straight." The alpha murmured. There was a shuffling of bedsheets on the other line, a soft purring sound in the background. Mark assumed Ethan was being pet, the boy always loved having his hair played with.
"Mark, you just need to learn how to control your anger. You're not going to get anywhere with an omega if all you're doing is making them feel like shit all the time." Tyler scolded softly.
"I know, I just... Feelings are confusing.." Mark muttered.
"No. It's not confusing at all. You chose to mate this kid, that automatically means you're bonded to him for life. You either love him for who and what he is and get a grip on yourself, or you don't and you leave. But leaving is something you should never do unless you have no other option. He deserves your best Mark, either give him your all or don't." Tyler was always so right, it was annoying how perfect he seemed to be as a mate.
"Yeah. You're right Tyler. I can't leave him, he'd be a wreck without me."

"But how much pain have you caused him already with you being here?" He heard Ethan say in the background, Tyler must've had him on speaker. The words stuck in his mind though, how much pain has he caused so far?
Mark ran a shaky hand through his hair.
"I... I'm trying, I really am..." He murmured. There was a little sigh, Ethan taking the phone from Tyler.
"I want to meet this kid, Mark. Bring him over later." The omega ordered like a mother scolding a four-year-old.
"We might be able to help you two."
Mark thought about it, before nodding to himself.
"Ok, I will. What time?"
The line was quiet for a moment before Ethan spoke again.
"Bring him over in about an hour."
Mark agreed, thanking them before ending the call. He didn't know how they could possibly help, but Mark was desperate to get this under control. He set his phone down on the nightstand, standing up to rejoin his mate in the living room when he heard another small moan.