Page 39 of Wild Omega

He dragged himself to the shuttle. Blaine came out of the tiny room just as Wayden walked in. He was dressed in his sleeping clothes, ready for bed. Wayden tried not to stare at the way Blaine’s clothes hung loosely on his body. It wasn’t sexy or anything, but it made Wayden think of the body beneath the clothes – what it looked like, how it would feel against him. Wayden’s cock jerked in his pants.

Fuck.

“I need to…” he mumbled, rushing to his room. He closed the door behind him and leaned on it for a second. Though he didn’t know why he bothered closing it. Blaine was going to come in there soon enough.

Shit. He was in trouble.

Wayden moved to the washroom and turned on the bathing bot, filling it up with cold water again. There was an easier and more pleasurable way to take the edge off, but Blaine would hear him, and he didn’t exactly have the luxury of time. Blaine would be in the room soon.

Wayden hissed as he cupped his cock through his pants. He should just do it.

No. The shuttle was too damn small for what he needed. And Wayden wasn’t sure he could be silent. He was that turned on. His cock was so hard it could rip a hole in his pants. Wayden closed his eyes and prayed for mercy.

He’d forgotten how needy he got.

After Ambrose had broken his heart, Wayden had been determined to stay away from omegas and he’d shut down that part of himself. Now, it was fucking awake.

He fucking needed to get laid.

Wayden roughly pulled off his clothes and stepped close to the bathing bot. The cold water swirled around in the bot. Wayden’sskin shrivelled up from just staring at it, but he knew he needed to cool down. Or he was going to suffer all night long, sleeping next to that little demon.

“I’m already suffering,” Wayden mumbled to himself. He gingerly stepped into the bathing bot, hissing at the first touch of the cold water. His body turned cold instantly. Wayden took the quickest bath of his life. When he was done, his teeth were chattering. He went to the bedroom and put on his sleeping clothes. He stared at the bed, feeling a little weird.

The door to the room opened just then. Blaine’s head peeped into the room. “Are you decent?” he asked.

“Yeah.” Wayden walked to the bed and then stopped. “Do you have a preference?” he asked pointing to the bed. “I mean, I can sleep on any side. I don’t know if you…”

Blaine laughed.

He fucking laughed.

Did he think this was a joke?

“You look like you’ve never shared a bed with an omega before,” Blaine said, walking to the bed. He got under the covers and scooted closer to the wall of the shuttle.

“I’ve shared a bed with an omega. But never one I wasn’t fucking,” Wayden said. Blaine gasped and stared at him. “Don’t look so shocked. I’m sure you’ve slept with an alpha before.”

Blaine continued to stare at him, an innocent look in his eyes. Too fucking innocent.

Fuck.

“Never?”

“Yes, never.”

“But you’ve had sex with one, right?”

“And if I haven’t?”

“You… you…” Wayden stared at Blaine lost for words. Was Blaine a virgin? No. That couldn’t be right. “I can’t be the first…”

“We’re only sharing a bed, Professor Mephis. Nothing more. Can we go to sleep now?” Blaine turned over to face the wall. He pulled the covers over his head, effectively ending their conversation.

Wayden walked to the bed, his mind stuck on the fact that Blaine was a virgin. Even though Blaine hadn’t confirmed it, Wayden could tell that he was the fucking first alpha to be this close to the omega.

It shouldn’t matter either way, because nothing was going to happen between them. But somehow, it did matter. And it was making an already tense situation worse.

If Wayden had thought he was tense before… now he was wound so tight he couldn’t fucking breathe.

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