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Tom presumes that Regulus is unaware of the risk of getting pregnant when on suppressants; it’s never talked about for a reason. It just seems that omegas can’t help getting pregnant even on the pill. It’s beneficial for everyone, really. And he can always say that Regulus just wasn’t enough attentive when taking his suppressants.
Tom sits down and silently watches the omega come to, though his muscles don’t grow tense, he’s awake but still adorably pliant. The alpha brings his index finger to the boy’s lips curiously.
“Open up, darling.”
The omega parts his pretty full lips and lets Tom in. Regulus seems to be desperate to get as close to his mate as possible; he uses the little consciousness he has to suck on the digits lightly.
“My good mate,” Tom praises before he pulls the finger out and caresses Regulus. He watches the corners of the boy’s mouth twitch and a small smile that stays behind. A few soft purrs escape his lips. “Can I knot you, love? I want to be close to you.”
Regulus nods his head. Not eagerly, not immediately. He takes a second to think about it and then gives his mate a permission; that or he might be still too close to slumber to react any faster.Series
- Part 11 of Regulus/Tom ABO brain rot