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Now that they had talked about being mated and everything was on the table, the two tried to mate several times.
But it seemed like luck was not on their side.
Every time something or the other went wrong. Either they were interrupted, or Venice cried, or they were too tired. The list went on.
To say Vegas was frustrated would be an understatement.
"I'll bite you right here!" He declared one evening as they were playing with Venice in the nursery.
Pete, who had been shaking a rattle to make Venice laugh, looked at him.
"You're thinking about mating me when we are playing with our son?" He smirked.
"I think about mating you every waking moment. And even in my dreams!" Vegas declared, "Come on. Let's do it! Every time we prepare and plan for it, something goes wrong. So I think we need to do it spontaneously."
Pete laughed at that.
"Spontaneously!" Pete repeated, "I like the sound of that. But what about this munchkin?"
"I'll call Nob," Vegas was already taking out his phone.
Pete tugged it out of Vegas's hand.
"Babe, as much as I want to, it's rather sudden. We can't force these things. How about we just let it happen?"
"Just let it happen?" Vegas blinked, "If we leave it up to fate, we will never get mated!"
Pete sighed, "I get it. We have gotten too many setbacks. But maybe it was because the time was not right! How about this, we plan for a little date night-"
"We already did that. It failed," Vegas interrupted, "I don't want to wait any longer. I want to claim you."
Pete opened his mouth to give an alternative but Vegas cupped his cheeks and kissed him.
"Listen," he murmured, "I want it to be romantic and precious and everything but… We can have that later. I'll plan a thousand date nights for us, all the weekend getaways. For now, please just let me make you mine. I feel like we are running out of time… All these interruptions, they make me feel as if the universe doesn't want you to be mine. I don't… I… I feel like… I'm gonna lose you any moment. I don't know why I just…"
Pete combed his fingers through Vegas's hair.
"I'm not going anywhere. Who dares take me away from you?" Pete said, "I'm right here, Vegas. And I'm already yours."
"I know…" Vegas kissed him again, "But…"
Pete pressed a thumb to Vegas's lips, silencing him.
"Okay… call Nob. Let's do this."
***
"We did feed Venice, right?" Vegas asked as they headed towards their nest, their hands joined, "It has been an hour?"
"You'd know it better than me. You keep track of it," Pete said, "But yes. I fed him just a while ago.”
"So he has no reason to cry again!" Vegas said, relieved, "If he poops, Nob can change the diaper."
Pete laughed. He squeezed Vegas's hand and tugged him to walk faster.
"We should give Nob a raise. He has babysitter duties on top of his bodyguard duties," Pete chuckled, "That's why I wanted to hire a nanny. But you were too reluctant."
"It's too risky. Who knows what will be their intentions. We have to be more careful now," Vegas shrugged, "Besides, Nob has a child of his own. So he knows what to do."
Vegas locked the door behind him and herded Pete to the bed. He quickly divested himself of his clothes. Pete started unbuttoning his own shirt but he was not being quick enough so Vegas helped him.
“You’re going to rip it,” Pete scolded.
“I’ll buy you another,” Vegas shrugged the shirt off Pete’s shoulder.
“That’s not the point!” Pete huffed. Vegas nodded along just to mollify him. Pete did not even notice Vegas take off his pants.
“I feel like we have done this a thousand times,” Vegas sighed as he smoothed his hands down Pete’s pretty tummy.
“We have done this a thousand times,” Pete pointed out.
“No, I mean… This… To mate… I am waiting for something to go wrong,” Vegas frowned.
“You always overthink. If something goes wrong, we can try again,” Pete pulled Vegas down, “Instead of worrying about it, just fuck me!”
“Technically, we don’t even need to fuck,” Vegas muttered, teasing Pete’s sensitive neck with his teeth, “I could just bite you…”
Yes, Vegas was that desperate. But it was within reason.
“You… could,” Pete gasped, “But I really wanted to feel your knot inside as you bite me…”
“Yeah, me too-”
They were interrupted by Vegas’s phone ringing.
He was ready to ignore it but he saw it was Nob calling. Vegas almost sobbed.
Pete picked up the phone, “What’s up, Nob?”
“Sorry to disturb you, Khun Pete, but Venice will not stop crying!”
Pete patted the back of Vegas’s head when he let out a small whimper.
“We’ll be right there,” Pete said with a sigh.
***
And so it continued.
Vegas really started to believe that perhaps mating Pete was not in the cards for him.
Until one morning, Vegas was awoken by a very pleasant sensation.
He had slept very little thanks to Venice so he could not even open his eyes.
“Babe…” Pete said softly, “You’re really hard… Do you want to slip inside me?”
Vegas hummed, nuzzling into Pete’s comforting scent.
Pete shifted a little and guided Vegas’s swollen cock into his wet flower. Vegas sighed peacefully, rocking inside Pete.
It felt comfortable. They took it slow, just a gentle rhythm.
When it became a little too much, Pete slipped Vegas’s cock outside and rolled him over to climb on top of him. He started gyrating his hips, Vegas’s swollen head nudging the special spot inside him.
“Feels so good,” Pete whispered.
Vegas watched with hazy eyes as Pete fucked himself on his cock. He gripped Pete’s hips, making him fall forward on Vegas’s chest as he started thrusting inside him.
Pete whimpered, clutching on to Vegas tightly as he buried his face into Vegas’s neck.
Vegas started aiming for the pleasurable spot inside Pete with each thrust and soon, Pete was shaking in his arms. His knot had already started forming at the base of his cock.
“I’m so close, love,” Pete mumbled, “So- ahhh!”
With one particularly hard thrust, he pushed his knot into Pete and started cumming inside him. Pete’s teeth sunk into his neck, paralysing Vegas completely.
Pete had bit him.
Pete had claimed him.
“Vegas,” Pete nuzzled into the throbbing bite, “Alpha… please…”
Pete bared his neck, pressing it against Vegas’s mouth. Vegas opened his mouth and bit into Pete’s scent gland. It was instant, the connection that flooded between them.
Vegas felt tears roll down his cheeks. He cupped Pete’s cheek and kissed him.
They were finally mated.
***
Pete smiled at Vegas as they lay tangled in each other’s arms.
“Finally,” Pete whispered.
Vegas gave a toothy grin, “Finally,” he sighed, “Didn’t I say it had to be spontaneous?”
“You did,” Pete said, “Nothing as spontaneous as mating while half asleep.”
Vegas felt a bone deep satisfaction as he gathered Pete tightly in his arms and kissed him on the forehead.
“At least we got to do it on the bed. I was thinking of cornering you in a broom closet,” Vegas joked.
Pete giggled, peppering kisses down Vegas’s throat before nuzzling into the fresh mating bite. He licked it a little, making Vegas sigh contently.
“We should go to the doctor,” Vegas said, “I knotted you. If a pregnancy were to occur, I want you to be safe.”
“Such a worrywart,” Pete muttered, “I am telling you I can’t get pregnant while breastfeeding!”
“To ease my mind, please,” Vegas pouted, “Just want to make sure you’re safe and sound. And the baby too… If there is another one.”
Vegas rubbed his belly gently.
“You’re secretly hoping I will become pregnant again, aren’t you?” Pete laughed.
Vegas bit his lip, “I would be quite happy. Even though I know having another baby would mean permanently saying goodbye to sleep.”
Pete pinched his cheek, “Okay, we will go to the doctor’s tomorrow. Although, I don’t think they can know so soon if a pregnancy has taken place.”
“I guess. We should go anyway,” Vegas kissed him, “And since we have already done this once, let’s do it again because why not.”
His knot had softened inside Pete but he still kept it in to warm his cock.
Pete chuckled, “Taking full advantage of the situation, I see.”
“That’s how I am, aren’t I?” Vegas smirked, rolling Pete onto his back so he could climb atop him, “I’m a little more awake now. I’ll have my fun n-”
The baby monitor beeped as Venice’s cries filtered through the speakers.
Vegas startled out of his skin. Then sighed.
“That’s what I get for being greedy,” Vegas lamented.
“I’ll go and check,” Pete kissed his cheek, “You should sleep. You hardly had an hour of sleep last night.”
“Thank you, darling,” Vegas sighed, flopping on the bed, “Wake me up if I sleep too long.”
Pete hummed as he tucked Vegas in bed. With a final kiss on his forehead, he went to check on Venice.
***
After a few weeks, Pete took a pregnancy test as the doctor had advised.
When he saw a single line, he tried not to feel too disappointed.
Vegas peeked inside. Upon seeing Pete’s face, he came inside and wrapped his arms around Pete. He sighed when he saw the negative test.
“Didn’t you say we have all the time in the world?” Vegas kissed his forehead, “Besides, it’s safer to wait. Let’s have healthy babies.”
Pete nodded with a little smile, cuddling into his mate’s warm embrace.
***