Chapter 7: Two Omegas

The second wave found Felix on his back, with Casper's hands on his chest.

His own heat had come up out of nowhere, quick and brutal, and left him wet and shaking and ashamed.

"I don't do this," he said. "I've never lost control. It doesn't happen to me."

"It's happening now," Casper said softly.

Casper was kneeling over him, flushed and wild-eyed, still half lost in his own heat.

But his voice had changed.

It was steady, and a little amazed.

"Let me look after you," he said. "You looked after me all night."

"Casper, you can't. You're still..."

"I know what I am." He bent and kissed the corner of Felix's mouth. "I want to. Please let me."

Felix had never said yes to anyone in his life.

He looked up at the soft brown hair and the hazel eyes turning gold.

The crescent on his neck throbbed.

"Yes," he said.

Casper's whole face lit.

He slid down Felix's body, kissing as he went, with the clumsy, honest eagerness of someone doing it for the first time.

He kissed Felix's collarbone, his ribs, the hollow of his hip.

Slick ran down Felix's thighs and Casper saw it and made a small, hungry noise.

"You're so wet. Is that for me?"

"It's for whoever's here." Felix's voice cracked. "Don't flatter yourself."

"It's me. I'm here."

"Yes."

"Then it's for me."

Casper settled between Felix's knees, pressed them wide, and put his mouth on him.

Felix's back came off the bed.

"Casper. Casper, oh..."

Casper licked him slowly, from the base of his cock to the tip, then lower, to the swollen wet place behind.

His tongue pushed in.

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