After three days of the omegas loud moans and the screams of pleasure followed by petes name it had all went quiet. Pete could small that his heat had ended and it was only the after effects now. Which meant after care.
It was essential for omegas to be cared for after a heat. They were still in their headspace and needed to be encouraged to come out if it. It was usually the mothers who helped them but if their alpha is present then it's his responsibility.
Pete was not Patricks alpha. Yet but he did need to help patrick out of his headspace and well that's why he was unlocking the door to reveal the tires omega on the bed.
He still had the silk dress on but it rode up his thighs revealing milky white soft skin that pete wanted to mark. His legs were splayed wide open and the dildo was lost on the floor. The omega himself was passed out, gripping the bedsheets and mumbling petes name in his dream filled state.
The alpha let out a breath and went ini the bathroom to run a hot bath for patrick. He made sure to put bubbles in it and tested the water was hot enough before stopping the water flow and grabbing a fluffy towel to place on the side of the sink.
He walked back into the bedroom to see patrick wide awake and looking dazed. Still in headspace then. Pete thought. As soon as Patricks eyes flicked to pete he made a whine at the back of his throat and his legs opened wider. After heat. Pete thought again as he approached the omega and sat him up.
"I.. Consent.... You... Alpha" patrick mumbled making grabby hands at pete. His eyes were wide and glazed over.
Pete got patrick to stand up and helped him hobble over to the bathroom where the hot bubble bath awaited.
Patrick let out a squeal when he felt pete place hands on his hips and leant against him in an attempt to get the alpha to cuddle with him.
"Have a bath first then we cuddle ok?" Pete asked which patrick eagerly nodded at.
He slipped the straps off of Patricks shoulders and moved the dress down the omegas curvy body licking his lips at that firm ass and those fucking thighs that he will worship forever. The alpha found himself fantasising about all the things he could do to the omega and all the marks and bruises he would put on him. He is a sadist remember.
Pete then guided the omega towards the bath and helped him in, he sighed in content as his body was engulfed in hot water that soothed his aching body. The bubble bath smelt sweet yet musky, much like the alpha who's strong warm hands massaged down his back rubbing a strawberry scented soap on his skin.
Patrick leaned back in bliss and let the alpha clean him off. Pete kept whispering things in his ear like how he is so beautiful and that they will mate next time and other this like he's glad that he saved him off brendon and can't wait to hear what noises he will make in bed. Patrick appreciated all those comments and slowly but surely came out of his headspace smiling at the alpha and how living he is taking care I patrick.
His mother had never done this when she helped him out of his headspace. She never bathed him in the three years he had been getting heats. He had only covered him in soft blankets and cuddled him until he was in the right mind. Pete was different. He made sure patrick was clean and happy as he praised the omega while in his headspace and they weren't even mated.
Pete eventually wiped the suds off of the omega and helped him out the bath and was quick to wrap him up in a warm towel. Patrick was more alert to what was going on and cuddled closer to pete and he walked him into the bedroom, he even stood there patiently as pete moved around getting some clothes for the omega to wear. But considering the size difference of pete and patrick whatever the alpha had would definitely be too big for the omega.
He ended up giving him some boxers and an old green day tee for him to wear. The boxers were alright but the tee was like a fucking dress on the omega. Which didn't faze patrick who ended up admitting to pete he liked wearing dresses which the alpha made a mental note to buy patrick a dress a some other things... But we won't go into much detail.
Pete then decide to feed the omega because oh my god he had been here four days and the poor things hadn't eaten anything and he's so skinny that it doesn't look right. So pete took patrick into the kitchen where he made chocolate pop tarts (are they nice?) so the omega could keep his glucose up.
I mean he would definitely need to keep his glucose up if he wants to mate with pete because well petes an dominant and a sadist which means he has a lovely play room which he is dying to show patrick and he knows that patrick is a submissive and a masochist because he fucking moaned for England those three days with a fücking dildo that was huge!
Pete decided to ask patrick twenty questions while they ate the sugary meal the toaster made and he found out some pretty cool things about the omega.
1. He was Irish which explained the accent that was an angels choir.
2. He was definitely a masochist. He said to himself.
He also found out that patrick was only 16 which made him feel like a pervert cause fuck he was thinking dirty things about the omega and fantasising about what he could do to him and what toys he could use on him to get him to shout pete name so loud that even space could hear him. Which is merely impossible because there's no sound in space but oh well.
Pete felt a sudden urge to fuck patrick till he can't walk and well it's not like the omega hadn't consented. It's only a matter of time before he could and well pete was waiting. Very patiently I might add.
