Maybe you're the one I need, Alex thought inwardly as he intensified the kiss. I don't care if I never have offspring. Only omegas could give birth afterall and I've tested them but they never got pregnant.
I'll stick with you, Gabe.
Alex kept kissing Gabe like his life depended on it, and Gabe kissed him back just as desperately. Their mouths moved in messy, heated sync, breath mingling, teeth bumping occasionally as if neither of them could slow down even if they wanted to. Gabe's hands hovered uncertainly around Alex's body, fingers twitching like they were afraid of committing to a touch. Alex wasn't any better his own hands hovered over Gabe's skin, close enough to feel warmth but hesitant, restrained, as if crossing that last inch would change everything.
