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The taxi drove through the nearly empty streets while silence reigned in the back seat. Sal was leaning against the window, watching the scenery pass by like colorful blurs. Next to him, Travis looked exhausted. The medicine hadn’t taken effect yet, and he kept his arms crossed, trying to ignore his own discomfort.
Up front, Lisa cast worried glances back from time to time.
“Is everything okay back there?” she asked for the second time.
“Yeah.” Sal replied, before Travis had a chance to say anything.
“Relax, Mom. In a little while, he’ll be complaining about life as usual.” Larry said, sitting next to the omega.
“Very funny.” Travis muttered as the dark-haired alpha chuckled and turned back to the window.
After a few minutes, the taxi finally stopped in front of the Addison Apartments. The four of them got out, and Lisa made a point of accompanying the two boys up to the fourth floor.
The group made their way to the elevator and quickly arrived at the Fisher apartment. As soon as they entered, the woman surveyed the place for a few seconds to see if everything looked in order, but her concern was plain to see on her face.
“Are you sure they’ll be okay on their own? You can come over to my place if you’d rather.” she asked.
Sal opened his mouth to reply, but Larry beat him to it.
“Sal’s dad will be home from work soon, remember? They won’t be alone all night.” The alpha lied brazenly.
The woman blinked a few times, trying to remember.
“Okay. But if anything happens, and I mean anything call me.” Reluctantly, the beta agreed.
“Don’t worry, we’ll do that, Lisa.” Sal replied, while Travis simply nodded.
After a few more reminders, she finally seemed convinced that everything would be all right.
“Well, let’s get going.” said the beta, starting to leave the apartment. Larry followed her to the door, but before stepping out, he shot the two of them an amused look.
“Try not to get a new Social Security number while I’m away.” joked the alpha.
“Get out of here!” replied Sal, feeling embarrassed and hoping Lisa hadn’t heard.
Larry laughed and walked quickly down the hallway to catch up with his mother, but not before giving the two boys an exaggerated wink.
Sal rolled his eyes and closed the door.
The apartment fell silent for a few seconds; neither Sal nor Travis said a word. The only sound was the distant ticking of the kitchen clock.
“Your friend is annoying.” Travis remarked.
“You’ll get used to him.” Sal let out a small laugh.
Travis sat down on the couch and rested his head against the backrest. The medicine was starting to take effect, and the tension in his shoulders was gradually easing.
“So… your dad won’t be back until tonight?” the omega asked.
“Yeah. Still a few hours to go,” confirmed the blue-haired boy.
“Okay.” Travis closed his eyes, planning to rest.
“You can lie down in my room if you want.” said Sal, crossing his arms and glancing at the door.
Travis opened his eyes and nodded in agreement, getting to his feet.
The two boys walked over to the bedroom door. As soon as the door opened, they found Gizmo curled up on the bed.
"Hi, buddy. How are you today?" Sal greeted him as he approached the cat.
Gizmo lifted his head and let out a lazy meow.
“I have someone to introduce you to. This is Travis,” said the alpha, pointing to the omega.
Travis watched the scene with a strange expression.
“Do you always talk to him like that?” he asked curiously.
“Of course, he understands me well.” Sal smiled from behind his mask.
Travis stared at the boy for a second, shrugged, and walked over to the bed.
“Hi, Gizmo.” the blond greeted him, watching as the cat blinked slowly at him.
“He likes you.” Sal said.
“If you say so.” Travis watched as Sally picked Gizmo up.
“I’ll take him to the living room, make yourself at home.” The alpha said goodbye and left the room.
As soon as he was alone, Travis sat down on the bed. He took off his green sneakers and left them on the floor. He lay down on the mattress, noticed how comfortable it was, and let out a weary sigh as he closed his eyes.
Within seconds, the room was silent.
Within a few minutes, he had fallen asleep.
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When he woke up, it was already quite late, and he didn’t know how much time had passed. Travis opened his eyes slowly and felt his head throbbing and his whole body aching.
An unpleasant cramp gripped his stomach, making him curl up.
“Hm…” A whimper escaped his throat.
He tried to shift positions, but it didn’t help much. Outside the room, Sal heard the noise. Worried, he got up from the couch and walked to the door.
“Travis?” the blue-haired boy called, but got no answer.
Sal slowly opened the door and saw the blond boy curled up in bed, and his concern grew. “Hey, are you okay?”
The other boy opened his eyes with difficulty.
“I’m not feeling very well…” Travis said, half-asleep.
“Didn’t the medicine work?” Sal moved closer immediately.
“I don’t know…” the omega’s voice came out weakly.
Without thinking twice, Sal placed his hand on Travis’s forehead.
“Wow… you have a fever.” The alpha furrowed his brow.
Travis snorted in irritation because the medicine seemed to have helped for a while, but clearly it wasn’t working anymore. Suddenly, Sal turned to leave, and Travis frowned in confusion.
“Where are you going?” the blond asked.
“To get some water and a fever pill before your condition gets worse and we have to call Lisa.” the alpha explained.
“Oh…” Travis just nodded.
Sal cast another worried glance at him before leaving the room.
When he returned to the room, Travis was sitting there hugging his pillow. He handed the glass and the pill to the omega, and Travis drank it, swallowing it all in one gulp. Sal waited for the omega to finish.
Travis finished swallowing and handed the glass back, lying down again; he put the pillow back in its place.
Sal walked over to the dresser and set the glass down. When he turned back around, the omega’s eyes were closed again.
After watching for a while, Sal grew increasingly embarrassed, fidgeting nervously with his hands. Suddenly, Travis opens his half-closed eyes and says:
“What are you waiting for to go to bed?” He snorts irritably.
Sal’s eyes widen, surprised by the remark, but he can’t resist. He approaches the bed, sits down, takes off his sneakers, and carefully lies down next to Travis, keeping a small distance between their bodies.
The blanket is warm from the omega’s body heat, and Sal can smell the faint scent the blond left on his bed. He lies still for a moment, until Travis shifts in bed and ends up lightly brushing his shoulder against Sal’s. Sal doesn’t move, feeling a strange chill run through his body.
Everything was quiet for a few minutes so much so that the alpha even thought the omega had fallen asleep. So he lay there staring at the ceiling through his mask until he closed his eyes to rest them, only to be startled out of his skin when he heard the omega moan softly.
He sat up with a start and turned to look at Travis.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asks worriedly, placing his hand on the other’s arm.
Travis stares at him with a mix of anger and embarrassment.
“No, I’m not okay at all! I’m in excruciating pain and I can’t stop leaking in my pants…” The omega runs his hand over his face, trying to hide the blush that has spread across his cheeks.
Sal quickly looks away, respecting the omega’s embarrassment, and says softly, “Do you want to take a shower? I can lend you some clothes.”
Travis looks at him and shakes his head, slumping his shoulders.
“There’s no point in taking a shower now; I’ll just keep sweating and leaking…” He sighs wearily, and silence settles over the room once more.
Sal lies back down, but now his eyes are fixed on Travis. The omega notices the alpha’s gaze and turns fully toward him; the two stare at each other without saying a word.
Until Travis slowly moves his arm, as if thinking twice before acting, and raises his hand until it reaches Sal’s face.
“May I?” he asks softly, his index finger lightly touching the edge of the alpha’s mask.
Sal nods in agreement, his heart pounding inside his chest.
Travis carefully removes the mask, as if handling something fragile. Upon seeing Sal’s face, there is no sign of regret or disgust in his eyes.
Sally’s face was disfigured, but not hideous. The doctors had done a decent job trying to make his face look as natural as possible. His lip was slightly crooked and his nose had a hole in it, but it wasn’t anything out of this world.
To Travis, Sal was still the same boy he knew, and nothing would change that. He moves closer slowly, until their faces are almost touching, and gently kisses the boy’s lips. The alpha freezes for a moment in surprise, but soon after closes his eyes and returns the kiss.
The kiss lasted only a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity to both of them. When they pulled back slightly, their faces were flushed and not just because of Travis’s fever.
“Sal… if I asked you to go through heat with me, would you?” Travis blushes deeply, the redness spreading across his already rosy cheeks, and bites his lip in embarrassment, waiting for the answer.
The alpha feels his face catch fire; he gulps, his throat dry.
“Y-yes… I… yes.” The answer comes out a little shaky, but sincere, his eyes fixed on Travis’s, showing there’s no doubt whatsoever in his words.
The omega stares at the alpha, still embarrassed, but a shy smile appears on his lips and he lets out a low, sweet chuckle.
“Kiss me.” the blond asks.
And Sal doesn’t need to be told twice. He moves closer slowly, gently placing a hand on Travis’s face, his thumbs lightly brushing the omega’s warm cheeks. This time, the kiss is a little longer.
Sally gently caresses Travis’s face, his fingers tracing the line of his jaw before sliding down his neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps on the omega’s skin. The kiss that had started gently grows a little more intense, and their breathing becomes more ragged.
Travis lets out a low moan, a hoarse sound coming from deep in his throat; he grabs Sal’s black shirt, pulling him a little closer. The omega’s body is hot, and that makes every touch feel even more electrifying.
“Sal…” Travis whispers between kisses, his fingers already sliding across Sal’s chest over his shirt, feeling every muscle contract beneath his touch.
The alpha responds with a low moan, his hand sliding around Travis’s waist, squeezing lightly before moving up his back, caressing the exposed skin where the shirt had ridden up.
The alpha’s kisses begin to trail down Travis’s chin, down his neck, leaving small marks from light pressure that make the omega tremble with pleasure. He arches his body involuntarily, seeking more contact, his moans growing slightly louder when Sal’s lips find a more sensitive spot at the base of his neck where his gland is located.
“D-do that again…” Travis pleads, his eyes rolling back in pleasure, his breath coming in gasps. Sal obeys, kissing that spot again, while his other hand gently caresses Travis’s bare thigh, where the shorts had ridden up.
Travis runs his hand through Sal’s hair, tugging gently, while his own fingers slowly lift the alpha’s shirt, wanting to feel his skin against his own. When Sal’s chest is exposed, Travis runs his hands over it, caressing it and feeling the alpha’s body heat.
The air in the room was getting hotter and hotter, and sweat was already beginning to form on both their skin. Sal carefully slides his hand between Travis’s thighs, feeling the omega tremble under his touch, and then begins to gently caress his stomach beneath the purple shirt.
Travis moans louder this time, pressing Sal’s body against his own, his lips seeking out the alpha’s once more in a longer, deeper kiss. His fingers trace Sal’s shoulders and arms, feeling the alpha’s strength, but also the tenderness with which he treated him.
“Sal… I want more,” Travis whispers softly, after pulling away slightly to catch his breath, his dark eyes, filled with desire, meeting Sal’s. The alpha nods, his own eyes shining, and begins to carefully lift Travis’s shirt, pausing for a moment to look at him, as if asking for permission.
Travis nods slowly, and Sal continues, pulling the omega’s shirt off and exposing his torso. He runs his fingers gently over Travis’s warm skin, tracing light lines across his chest and nipples, causing the omega to arch his back and moan softly. Then Sal bends down and begins kissing Travis’s nipple, leaving small touches with his lips and tongue that make the omega tremble.
Travis grips Sal’s hair tighter now, his moans growing more frequent, while his hand slides down to the zipper of Sal’s red pants; he feels the member in his hand. The alpha responds with a hoarse sound in his throat and slides a hand into Travis’s shorts, unbuttoning the jeans and pulling them down.
Travis holds on tightly to Sal, his fingers tangled in Sal’s hair, as his body responds to every touch.
“Don’t stop… please.” he pleads, and Sal nods, kissing him again while his hands continue to caress Travis’s body gently, in movements that leave the omega increasingly lost in the moment.
The two stayed like that for quite a while, lost in kisses and caresses, until the omega, using both hands, pulled the alpha on top of him, looking directly into Sal’s eyes.
“Sal… come inside me.” the blond asks in a playful yet firm voice.
Sally blushes and runs her hand over Travis’s face, gently caressing his cheek.
“Travis, are you sure about this? I don’t want to do anything you’ll regret later, especially with the fever you’re still running…” he asks worriedly.
The omega nods, his eyes full of determination and desire.
“I’m sure. I want this… I want you.” he moans softly.
Sal nods slowly, but then sits up a little in bed.
“I need to get the protection, okay? We can’t take any risks.” the alpha says, trying to sit up.
But Travis grabs Sal’s arm, pulling him close again.
“You don’t have to, just take it out first.” he says, embarrassed.
Sal hesitates, furrowing his brow because he knew it wasn’t the safest way, and he didn’t want to put Travis at risk of a teenage pregnancy under any circumstances.
“Travis, I don’t know… I wouldn’t want to put you in a difficult situation.” says the worried alpha.
But the omega moves closer, gently kissing Sal’s chin and then his lips.
“Please, Sal… I want to feel you completely. I trust you to pull out in time.”
After thinking for a moment, Sal nods slowly, running his hand affectionately through Travis’s blond hair.
“All right… but if you feel any pain, or want to stop at any time, let me know right away, okay? I’ll stop without a second thought.”
“I promise.” Travis smiles, kissing him again.
Sal moves closer, kissing him tenderly as his hands slide Travis’s short down until they’re off. Gently, he returns to Travis’s body, his fingers between the lubricated lips, preparing the omega with care and tenderness, ensuring that everything happens in the best possible way without pain, only with pleasure.
Travis’s low moans mingled with Sal’s sighs as they surrendered to the moment, with the alpha always attentive to every sign from the omega, making sure he was okay.
Sal stays close, his lips gliding gently down Travis’s neck while his fingers work carefully, entering him tenderly.
“Is everything okay?” Sal asks softly, his voice hoarse with desire, pausing for a moment to look into Travis’s eyes. The omega nods, his eyes half-closed, a faint smile on his lips.
“Yes… Uh… it feels good, alpha. Keep going.” the blond sighs.
With permission, Sal continues, moving his fingers with extreme caution. When he sees that the omega is more open, he finally takes his member and slides it in; Travis moans softly, gripping Sal’s arm and pulling him closer.
The alpha remains still for a moment, letting Travis adjust, gently kissing his forehead and whispering soothing words.
“Take a deep breath, I’m here…”
As Travis relaxes, Sal begins to move slowly, always attentive to every expression, every sound that escapes the omega’s mouth. His movements are slow and steady but careful.
Travis moans louder now, his fingers tangled in Sal’s hair, his lips seeking the alpha’s in hungry, disjointed kisses. Sweat forms on both their skin, mingling together, while the heat of the moment seems to fill the entire room.
"Mhn... Ahn... m-more... mhn... harder..." Travis pleads between moans, and the alpha obeys, but without overdoing it, maintaining a fast and strong rhythm.
His teeth trail down Travis’s neck, giving light nibbles, while his hands grip the omega’s waist firmly, drawing their bodies even closer together.
With every movement, Sally gasps, hearing Travis’s moans grow more frequent; he feels his knot swelling. The alpha pulls away carefully, keeping his promise and coming on the omega’s thighs.
Travis moans softly, squirting onto the bedspread as he feels Sal’s semen on his thighs, causing his body to relax against the alpha, his eyes closed, his breath ragged. Sally lies down beside him, pulling him close to nestle against his chest, gently stroking his blond hair and tanned skin.
“Are you okay?” Sal asks again, concerned, kissing Travis’s forehead. The omega nods slowly, smiling slightly.
“More than okay… thank you, that was better than I ever imagined it would be.” The words come out softly but clearly, and Sal’s heart tightens with emotion. He kisses Travis’s head, pulling him closer.
“I really enjoyed it too, you were amazing.” He smiles slightly as he hugs his future boyfriend’s satisfied body.