Mark gently kissed the other’s head, and stroked his hair. “I know…. I’m sorry. The rut got to me. I know you don’t want children…” He bit his lip hard, stilling his hand. “Do you want to get rid of them? Or have them and put them up for adoption?”

Host shook his head, moving so he could sit in Mark’s lap and hug him, hold onto him. He just didn’t feel like he’d be a good parent, and be able to raise them right.

“I do want a family… I just… don’t feel ready..”, he mumbled.

He sighed, gently lifting the other’s face so, if he had sight, he would be looking at him. “Please don’t lie to me… I don’t like it when you are upset.”

Host shifted when Mark moved his head, frowning slightly. He sighed, moving to hold onto Mark’s shirt.
“I don’t want children yet.”, he said quietly. “I’m- I’m sorry…”. He didn’t want to upset Mark, or be a bad omega. He wanted to be good, and make Mark happy. Even if it was to his discomfort.

Mark sighed at his protesting mate, then just shook his head. “10 more minutes then I’m getting up.” He began to humm again, it fading away as he saw the look on the other’s face. “Host? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”, Host mumbled, pressing his face further against Mark. What good would it bring to talk about it? He was sure he had told Mark before he didn’t want children yet. He didn’t feel ready. But it was the same like begging not to be restrained.

“Hello, little one.” He cooed softly. “I know you probably don’t want to move, and you don’t have too. But I need to get up to get the food, okay?” He gently stroked the other’s hair.

“Mhmh.”, Host hummed and shook his head lightly. He didn’t want Mark to move, especially since he wanted to come to terms with reality.

It only took about ten minutes to make food. There were eggs and a pancakes, with some hot tea boiling. Mark placed the food in the oven to keep them warm, then walked over and sat by his mate’s head. He gently lifted it, placing his head in his lap, starting to humm.

Host slept for a good while longer, enjoying the warmth from Mark and his humming. When he woke up, he nuzzled closer against Mark’s stomach. For now his heat was calm, which was good, but left him clearly thinking too. He was very aware Mark had probably succeeded in getting him pregnant, and he wasn’t too happy about it still.

“You are sleepy, huh?” Mark murmured as he began to slip the other into a loose nightgown. It was a simple grey, only worn during heats usually. When that was done he carried him to the livingroom, laying him on the couch as he went to make food.

Host curled up once he had been laid down, sleeping peacefully and quietly. It was rare for him to sleep well, though often he managed to sleep better during his heat. Exhaustion always made him sleep better.

He gently washed the other, wiping away cum and excess slick. Once he was finished he gently picked the other up, wrapping him in a fluffy towel and drying him.

Host slept peacefully, his heat having exhausted him greatly. It was really nice to be taken care of without having to worry.

The water was soon warm and he plugged the tub, gently laying his tired Omega in the water. It was about neck deep and he hummed softly. “Little Omega, you can sleep if you need. I’ll get you washed and wake you up when it;’s time to eat, okay?”

“Okay.”, Host murmured and nodded lightly. He easily fell asleep in the water, comfortable surrounded by the warmth. It was nice, and he trusted Mark to take care of him.

Mark gently picked the other up, cradling him close to his chest. “Let’s get you all washed and fed, huh?” The Alpha carried him into the bathroom, a large tub in it. WIthout letting go of his Omega he turned on the water.

“Mhh..”, Host hummed, leaning against Mark’s chest. He was aware he should at least eat something before sleeping, since he couldn’t eat while his heat was taking over, but he would probably fall asleep soon either way.

He gently pushed the plug into the other, unstrapping him. As soon as his waist was free he wrapped the one inch band around Host’s waist, locking it. He then gently lifted one of his Omega’s legs, moving the silk string between his legs and attaching it to the ring. It gently pulled, and he undid the arm restrainsts. “Stay still, little one.”

Host let Mark do whatever he wanted, not very caring. He just wanted to be held and relax, though he doubted Mark wanted to cuddle.
“Mhhm..”, he hummed softly and nodded lightly. He stayed still where he was, pretty much limp except holding himself up when he needed to.