“O-okay…”, Markus was a little startled at her reply, hiding his face against her. He felt like it, he was a bad omega, and he was supposed to be good! But he was blind, which already made him a victim for abuse.
“I’ll be fine… promise..”, he mumbled against her.
Agnes sets him down on the bed, then rubs his head. “Don’t worry. You’re perfectly fine. You’re good, okay?” She smiles, then leaves for a second to change into her pajamas. She lays down next to him.
“Would you like to cuddle, or do you want to sleep with no contact?”
Markus shifted, still slightly uncomfortable not wearing any clothes. He wondered if she really didn’t have anything for him. Maybe she didn’t want to share. Or something else bad, though he tried not to think of it.
“Just… wanna be close..”, he replied quietly. He wanted to be warm, but not unable to get away.
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