Heat of the Moment

Mercy Me

Jack trembled, sobbing into the couch. His alpha left him. He couldn't understand why.
"Mark!" The omega whimpered, struggling to sit up. Every fiber of Mark's being was screaming at him to go back. No, he couldn't hurt Jack, not ever again. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself.
"I'm so sorry, baby boy..." Mark whispered, finally starting to calm. He whimpered, Jack calling for him, sobs breaking his mate's voice. Looking around frantically, Mark tried to find anything that could possibly help him. Maybe something in Jack's closet could help, he didn't even know what he was really looking for, just blindly tearing through his mate's closet to try and find anything that could help the poor boy. Just when he was about to give up, a strange object caught his attention. Buried in the back of Jack's closet was a shoebox, the contents being just a bottle of cherry flavored lubricant and a pink sock with something cylindrical inside. The alpha reached for the sock, sliding out the purple vibrator that was hidden inside. An idea quickly popped into Mark's head, he may not be able to fuck Jack with it, but he could always use it in a different way.
He quickly went back out, and as soon as he opened the door his erection sprang to life again. The scent was so strong..
"Alpha... P-please.."
At Jack's desperate sobbing Mark nearly ran out into the living room, sitting down on the couch and breathing through his mouth so he wouldn't smell so much of Jack.
"I'm here baby, I'm here, shh..." The alpha gently reached out, grabbing Jack and lifting his mate, setting the boy on his lap. Jack whimpered, pressing his back against Mark, tears running down his cheeks.
"I'm not going anywhere little one." Mark whispered, wrapping an arm around Jack, the omega immediately hugging it tightly. Turning on the vibrator to the lowest setting as to not overwhelm Jack, Mark lowered his free arm, pressing it gently against his mate's red and swollen cock.
Jack's thighs spasmed, his body jolting from the intense pleasure surging through his dick. The omega clutched onto Mark's arm, digging his blunt nails into his mate's skin as Mark gently moved the toy around the tip and down his shaft. Jack's moans and whimpers were so sweet sounding, driving Mark insane as his own erection begged for attention.
"Oh, fuck..Daddy, gonna cum." Jack whimpered arching his back as he sprayed his own stomach in his release, grinding his hips down on Mark's clothed cock as he worked himself through his climax. Mark groaned softly, hips rolling as he pressed his nose to Jack's neck, breathing in deeply. And then he was gone, releasing heavily into his boxers with a low moan. Jack shuddered, collapsing back against Mark as he panted, his symptoms dulling immediately after his hard orgasm.
"Alpha..." He whined. Mark turned the toy off and set it to the side, scooping Jack into his arms and cradling him.
"Get some rest Pumpkin." He murmured. Jack immediately snuggled into his mate, closing his eyes as he drifted off to sleep in a matter of seconds. Mark stood up from the couch, cringing at the large slick stain that ruined the couch cushions. He'd have to try and clean that later, right now they could both use a nap. The alpha carried his baby boy into the bedroom, laying him underneath the sheets as he peeled off his cum stained jeans and boxers, tugging off his shirt as well since he was practically sweating. Mark slid under the covers, bringing his mate into his arms as he closed his eyes. He did good today, the alpha was actually learning from his mistakes, trying to be the very best that he could be for Jack. If this was going to work, Jack would need Mark to be at his best. He gently nuzzled into his mate's fluffy brown hair, breathing in his scent. The omega was completely out, and Mark planned to let him sleep for as long as his heart desired. Jack deserved it. And soon Mark was asleep as well, their bodies pressed together perfectly. Jack was so small compared to his alpha, being easily held in Mark's gentle grasp, his slow breath hitting the older's neck. It was the best sleep either of them had in a while.

Hours passed without incident, the two peacefully napping as they snuggled close to each other. When Mark opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the sun was setting and Jack was still passed out in his arms. The little omega just looked so adorable laying there in a curled up heap, mumbling unintelligible words in his sleep. Jack only did that when he was exhausted, a trait Mark had picked up on during his stay here. Sometimes he would say Mark's name or whimper like he was dreaming of something frightening. But Mark's presence would always help soothe him, drawing out cute little giggles or sighs from the omega. Mark was truly blessed to have someone like Jack, he was perfect for him in every way. Sighing in adoration, Mark pressed a little kiss to Jack's soft lips. The poor boy was probably starving. He didn't eat much at the hospital. So, after carefully untangling himself from his mate's limbs and tucking him in comfortably, Mark walked out to the kitchen to make something. He searched through the fridge while humming random catchy tunes, trying to find something that wouldn't upset Jack's stomach. Then he remembered what his own mother used to make for him when he was sick, the recipe was simple enough and he was sure Jack would love it. The only problem was he didn't have any of the ingredients to make it. But Jack was still ball deep in that pillow, drooling as soft snores poured from his open mouth, surely Mark wouldn't be missed if he slipped out to run to the store.
Mark slipped back into the room, checking on Jack. Yup, still out. Silently grabbing his clothes, Mark pulled them on, wincing at the feeling of his dried cum. He'll have to go to his house to grab more clothing.
"I'll be right back little one." Mark whispered, kissing Jack's forehead before heading out. This'll be quick, he didn't want to leave his mate for so long, especially while he was both in heat and recovering from surgery.