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Leon stood in front of the table, laundry basket next to him on the chair as he sorted the clothes. His nesting tendencies picked up on the intensity with his due date getting closer and closer. He currently was seven months pregnant and his stomach resembled a ripe watermelon.
With two months still to go, he and Chris picked up the pace on preparations for their pup. They set up nursery, his alpha doing most of the heavy lifting. Leon couldn't complain, he had front row seats to the smoke show that was his young mate. Watching Chris hang up the shelves on soft-green walls or seeing him build the crib for their pup, sent Leon's omega spiraling. His mate's lean body showcasing it's strength with all the lifting and handling of heavy furniture, raised Leon's libido higher than it was. And it was high already. He had let know his alpha how much he appreciated his efforts. Repeatedly.
Leon knew that Chris enjoyed the attention, but omega was still scolded for going against his doctor's recommendations on limiting his physical activities.
Leon being a fifty year old omega was considered past his prime. By society standards, he was too old for mating and pregnancy. However, Leon despised such a worldview and spat on established norms. And good that he did, because otherwise he wouldn't be as happy as he was currently. So what if he had to wait for the perfect alpha for him a little bit longer? It was the best choice he made in his entire life. Not settling for anything less than what Leon deserved.
"You should be resting" Chris' calm voice whispered into his ear, two muscular arms wrapping around him, hands resting under his baby bump.
"And I will, just after I finish this." Leon murmured back, showing his alpha the onesie he was holding.
"Mhm." His mate clearly didn't believe him, and Leon wasn't surprised. He liked to push himself to his limits. It was ingrained into him through the years of combat and constant fight against terrorism. And Chris knew that about his omega, that's way he constantly checked on him, making sure that Leon didn't strain himself or their pup. Health and safety of his mate and child were his priority. And he proudly took care of it.
That's why Chris had no problem lifting Leon's bump from underneath and shifting it's weight into his hands. He could instantly feel his omega relaxing, leaning into his chest, Leon's back muscles getting a respite from carrying the pup.
"Better?" Chris asked, placing soft kiss on omega's head.
"Oh, yeah..." Leon moaned, experiencing tiny sparks of pleasure travelling down his spine.
They stood like that for a while, Chris softly nuzzling his omega and Leon enjoying lack of back pain and his alpha's affection. The feelings of contentment and love traveled through their bond, calming them both.
"C'mon. Let's get you of your feet." Chris nudged Leon, slowly lowering his stomach, as to not disturb their pup or hurt the omega.
"Have something in mind, alpha?" Leon wiggled his brows, feeling playful.
"Yup. Nothing strenuous." Chris deadpanned, knowing exactly what was going through his mate's head. "So you can take your mind out of the gutter."
"Hear that, pup? Your daddy is so strict. All work, no fun." Leon addressed his stomach.
Chris only rolled his eyes at his mate's antics. He quickly grabbed the bottle of lotion and started herding Leon, using the hand that rested on his lower back, to direct him to the nest on the couch.
Leon build another nest on the couch of the living room to have a soft place to rest. His primary one was still in their bedroom, but he wanted to have another one to be able to spend time in the same space as Chris. When alpha cooked, Leon laid surrounded by softness and comfort of their scents, his eyes following his mate's every move. He also loved to soak up all the sun that was shinning through their massive windows. He was very content with that choice.
Chris stopped in front of the nest, nodding at it, silently asking for permission to enter. Leon granted it, scoffing softly. Chris knew that Leon had no objections on him coming and going to his nest, but he silently appreciated alpha respecting him and his boundaries. Despite his young age (and twenty-five years age gap) Chris was exactly what Leon needed in his mate. Respectful, considerate, brave, protective and so sexy. Tailored specifically for him.
Before Chris stepped into the nest, he picked Leon up in his arms. Leon was still amazed at how his mate's body, so lean and delicately sculptured, could hide so much power. Every single time, when Chris did something physically challenging (for example picking Leon up, heavy with his pup), Leon had to catch his breath a little, too amazed at the display of strength. His omega choose a good mate. So young, so virile, so perfect for him.
Chris placed them in the corner of the couch, his back resting against the cushions and situating Leon between his legs. Back to chest, legs tangled together. He lifted his mate's oversized t-shirt, to expose his baby bump. Leon rested his head on alpha's left shoulder, relaxing his body, feeling safe in soft embrace.
He felt calloused hands on the skin of his stomach, slicked with the lotion. Chris made sure to warm up the liquid before it touched Leon.
He started his massage with broad strokes across the whole expanse of omega's bump, to cover all the skin with lotion. Then he focused on the sides, softly caressing, without making it ticklish for Leon. After that, Chris' hands went lower, to the underside of the stomach, to rub small circles over the stretchmarks. He was slow and methodical in his proceedings, his movements a practiced pattern, that developed with every massage he gave.
Leon was a putty in his embrace, purring contently. The soft vibration against his chest, brought Chris' own purr to the front, to accompany his mate. Their mixed sounds made for the perfect lullaby, making them both drowsy. But that was okay. They had all day for themselves, they could devote some time for the nap.
Chris covered them with the blanket that smelled like both of them and resumed his massage, making sure that Leon was happy and relaxed.
This was what they deserved. Domestic bliss. Tender love.
A happy beginning.