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It took them over four hours to get there, Steve riding in the passenger seat of Hopper’s Jeep and practically vibrating with excitement. The younger man watched as the pine forests got thicker the closer they got to their destination. Trees so tall, Steve swore they were touching the sky that was bursting with oranges and pinks as the sun slowly began its descent under the horizon.
Steve heard the click of a lighter next to him, turning to see Hopper lighting a cigarette before rolling down his window. The smoke curled out his mouth and nostrils, making Steve blush as he caught himself staring longer than he intended.
Hop chuckled as he glanced over at Steve, taking his aviators off to throw on the dash since dusk was upon them. “We’re almost there. Did you want to eat now or after?” Hopper asked, turning down a road off the interstate that was less busy.
Steve didn’t even hesitate. “During. Want to eat under the stars. If that’s okay? Are we allowed to bring in food?” Steve pinched his brows in thought, looking out the window again.
The older man grinned at the Omega around the cigarette hanging from his mouth, wishing for just a moment that Steve was his. That he could feel the brunette’s excitement through a bond instead of just smell, the car filled with sweet cherries and lavender when Steve was extremely happy.
“Yea, we can bring the cooler in,” Jim said once he plucked the smoke from between his lips. He flicked the ashes out the window before snuffing it out in the tray protruding from the dash.
Steve did a cute little wiggle before gasping, pointing to the sign for one of Oregon’s natural hot springs. One you have to practically walk down many flights of steps into a valley dotted with cerulean pools of hot mineral water to get to. Steve couldn’t wait. He hummed and made a delightful chirping noise that he tried to hide with a cough but didn’t fool Hopper one bit.
“Are we a little excited?” Jim asked, huffing out a laugh.
“Are you kidding?! I’ve never been to a hot spring! The closest thing I have is the inground hot tub that's connected to my heated pool. Still nice, since I live in the woods, but I feel like this is going to out shine any of that. So, thank you for bringing me.”
And it was true. While Steve had all that, he’d never been outside of Hawkins. Always having someone to take care of. The pups in the party, his older friends like Eddie and Robin, who were always invited to come over to swim. Hopper saw this, too. So he took it upon himself to plan a vacation for the younger man, his Alpha begging to take care of Steve where others have failed. To whisk him away for the week and not have to worry about their pack for a minute. The Omega deserved it.
“No need to thank me, Steve. Just happy you agreed to join. Thought you’d wanna go to a place like this with your friends or mate, not someone like me.”
Steve turned in his seat and scoffed like he was downright offended. “What do you mean ‘someone like you’?! You’re my friend and family, too, Hop! I won’t sit here and let you think otherwise.”
This made Hopper burst out in a gruff laugh, showing his handsome smile under his mustache he finally grew back after coming home from Russia. “I just meant an old man. Not exactly the fun type.”
When Hopper finally pulled off and onto a nice gravel road, Steve knew they were here. “You’re not old, Hop. And you’re definitely fun! I loved going camping with you and El last summer, not to mention all the pack get-togethers we have. I quite like having you around, if I’m being honest.” Steve’s gaze went to his lap with a blush he couldn’t hide from his ears.
They pulled into a tiny paved parking lot surrounded by forest, probably only able to hold thirty people and was completely empty, before Hopper cut the ignition. “You like having me around, huh?” Hopper couldn’t deny that he loved Steve being around as well. The Omega was always so sweet smelling, rousing his Alpha to want to claim and breed before he had to ultimately snap out of it.
Steve just smiled, nibbling his bottom lip like he was contemplating something, but shook it away the next minute. “Y-yea, I feel safe when you’re around. A-a-and your scent is calming…” Steve cleared his throat from the sudden onslaught of nerves bubbling to the surface.
Hop noticed this, the brunette’s hands subtly shaking in his lap. “Well, if you need me to scent you, don’t hesitate to ask, Steve. It’s important in a pack, anyways. I don’t mind,” the Alpha said, pointing towards the gated entrance where the stairs descended into the valley. “Shall we?”
Steve perked up and nodded, opening his door to jump out into the cool October air. The leaves from the non coniferous trees were bright with rusty fall colors, making the dusk seem magical in comparison to his backyard. The sky, for instance, was already booming with illuminated stars that were more prominent since they were so far from any kind of city. He was ecstatic that he was alone with Hopper for this experience, wanting nothing more than to get closer with the Alpha. Wait for that perfect intimate moment where he could confess his true intentions to the older man.
Hopper grabbed the small cooler that they had stuffed with some beer and sandwiches, Steve making some fruit salad in a Tupperware, before placing a couple towels over his shoulder. Locking the doors, they both made their way up to the gate, only for them to freeze after realizing it was locked.
“But, I thought it was open until midnight?! It’s barely eight!” Steve huffed, throwing his hands up in annoyance.
Before Hopper could say anything, he suddenly heard a sniffle. He turned towards the brunette and noticed his eyes started to shimmer, unshed tears prickling the corners of his thick lashes. That’s when Hopper’s resolve fucking broke. No way was this Omega gonna cry over something planned. Not out of sadness, at least.
Hopper set their stuff on the pavement at their feet and just cupped Steve’s cheeks in both of his enormous hands, thumbs coming up to swipe at the tears that finally rolled down his face. “Hey, it’s okay, it-”
Steve’s face just scrunched, pouting his lip out. “But we drove four hours from our cabin because it was one of the only natural ones to be open past dark in the off season! It’s not fair!”
Steve was clearly upset so Hopper did the next best thing. Held Steve closer and shoved the younger’s nose into his own neck. Steve let out a tiny gasp before shivering and melting under the Alpha’s embrace.
The Omega keened and inhaled the woodsmoke and petrichor, a hint of whiskey subtle but hovering at the surface. He wanted to be smothered in it like a baste on a thanksgiving turkey. Calming him instantly while being surrounded by nature and all her sounds.
“Better?” Hop asked, taking a chance and smoothing a hand over Steve’s softly coiffed hair, earning a beautiful chirp.
“Much, thank you. But we still can’-t”
Hopper put a finger over Steve’s lips, his smile almost mischievous when it spread over his face. “Yes, we can. Because I fibbed about it being open all year.” The older man pointed to the sign that Steve didn’t even notice, announcing that they would close up before October. “That’s why we’re gonna sneak in. I’ve been coming here since I was a kid. They close early for cleanup and maintenance before winter hits. Perfect for us to…” Jim stopped his rambling before he said too much and scared Steve off.
“Sneak in? Are you serious?!” Then Steve straightened up. “Perfect for us to what?” The Omega asked suspiciously.
“I… can I just show you a good time? Maybe be a little sweet on you?” Jim picked the cooler back up and glanced down at Steve, whose mouth had fallen open a tad.
“Hop…” Steve was shocked but in a good way that had butterflies rioting in his stomach like they were on fire. Warmth spread to his cheeks and ears, blossoming over his neck. A wave of sweet cherries hit the air around them and Steve knew he was in trouble. Could possibly slick up at any moment from the gruff ex-sheriff wanting to, what? Court the Omega? Or was the brunette reading too much into it? “Of course you can. I-if that’s what you want.” It was like Steve had forgotten that they were about to break into a private hot spring in the middle of a National Forest, only seeing Hopper in front of him and the feeling of alpha, mine, mate clawing at the back of his mind.
“It is what I want. Let’s get you through this fence, shall we? Hold this.” Hopper handed over their food and towels before marching back over to his Jeep. Steve curiously watched as the Alpha brandished a pair of large bolt cutters, slamming the trunk closed, and joining the brunette again. “No one is even gonna know we were here. It’s dark and there’s no cameras. Think it might be the perfect place to seduce a beautiful young Omega.” And on that last word, Hopper cut the thick chain holding the lock around the metal link door and fence like it was nothing. Like he was cutting through paper.
Steve bit his lip and chuckled. “Is that what this was all about? You could’ve just come over and swam in my pool to do that.”
“I think you’ll find that this place is better.” He swung open the fence and turned on his flashlight that suddenly appeared at his side. “Besides, I wanted to, um…do this right. Take you somewhere nice you’ve never been to before.”
Steve walked through first, glancing down the side of the landing at the darkened landscape. He couldn’t see much from up here, eyes still in the shine of the utility light at the entrance. “You didn’t have to do that, Hop. You could’ve confessed to me at home.”
“Yea, I know. I could’ve done a lot of things at home but I didn’t. Wanted you alone alone. Not where someone might interrupt us. I love our pack but sometimes, they don’t know when to quit.” Hopper turned on the flashlight and closed the door behind him, urging Steve down the steps first. Descending into the low valley where the pools would be waiting.
“I mean, you’re not wrong. Robin, Eddie, and Dustin all called me several times before you picked me up,” Steve said, giggling at the end when he realized that they were never truly alone in their little pack and family. Someone was always with Steve because they knew how his parents were never around. Left him in Hawkins after the ‘Earthquake’.
When they reached the bottom, Hopper scanned the area at their feet so they didn’t trip before his light did a sweep across the steamy and cobalt blue pools of the hot spring water. The trees were swaying softly in the wind above them, the birds and night critters all chirping while the night settled upon them.
They stepped closer to one of the pools near the stairs, just so they could lay everything on the small wooden deck like they owned the place. Hopper clicked off the flashlight so their eyes could adjust to the dim light, coming to stand right behind a bewildered Steve. The Omega was still gasping at the scenery, the starlight casting a mirrored image in the still surfaces as Hop nosed at the top of his fluffy hair.
“Would you like a drink? Start the festivities?” Hopper didn’t fully touch him, not with his hands. Wanted Steve to trust and be comfortable first to come to him. Take that step into intimacy that he knew they both wanted desperately from each other.
Steve turned around, coming face to chest, so close that Hopper’s mustache was almost skimming across the brunette’s lips when he looked up. He could just push up on his toes to connect their mouths but Steve just nodded, swallowing and hoping that Hopper couldn’t smell the fresh slick that just escaped from his hole.
“Okay, why don’t you undress and get in? I’ll grab everything else.” Hopper clenched his jaw, definitely getting hit like a freight train as Steve’s slick scent went right to his nose. But he couldn’t let Steve know that. Had to reel in his Alpha that suddenly became rabid in his hindbrain, shoving all these dirty and salacious thoughts plummeting into the forefront of Hopper’s fantasies back in their cage. Everything he’s always wanted to do with and to the Omega standing in front of him.
“Like, fully undress or?” Steve was already clutching the bottom of his shirt as he asked.
“Whatever you’re comfortable with, Stevie. I’m not looking for anything tonight that you’re not willing to give without permission. I might be an Alpha but I’ve been around. I have some self control, unlike Munson, who's always strutting around like a peacock to get your attention.”
Steve smirked, pulling his pink polo over his head, and tossing it on one of the smooth stones around the hot spring. “Is that a hint of jealousy I hear? Think Eddie might sweep me off my feet first, Alpha?”
Hopper knew he was joking but the honorific had his cock twitching in his jeans. He’s never heard Steve call anyone by their secondary gender, at least not in front of him. It gave him pause to think the Omega might be getting courted by some other Alpha behind closed doors. “Should I be?” Hopper asked, reaching into their cooler, grabbing two cans of beer, and their sandwiches Steve had cut diagonally before ziplocking them.
“Eddie is a metalhead and an Alpha. Of course he parades around loudly. Kind of comes with the territory.” Steve flicked the button on his jeans open, revealing red boxer briefs that Hopper was certainly not drooling over. “Unless he talks about me at the garage, because he’s a chatterbox, I don’t think he’s interested in me.” The garage in question was the one Hopper and Eddie started up together after everything. The logo being printed on the very shirt Hopper was wearing. Government money put to good use since so many had cars that broke down or were totaled during the chasm that ripped through Hawkins like an X on a treasure map.
“I mean, he does. More in a friendly caring kind of way…but I’ve seen how he stares at you. Like he’s hungry. Like he’d give up anything to be with you.” The older man came back to stand in front of a half naked Steve, shoes and socks now joining his shirt.
Steve took the proffered drink, cracking it open and taking a sip before licking his lips. It was getting darker by the second but Hopper still followed the movement of his tongue. “The way you’re looking at me?” Steve asked softly between them. He shimmied the rest of the way out of his jeans, kicking them aside. “How every Alpha looks at me when they’ve smelled what I have to give. What I am.” Steve backed himself up until he could step down into the bubbling hot water of the pool behind him. Goosebumps littered his body as he adjusted to the temperature like he had to for the dark, now able to see Hopper more clearly from the bright pale moon and stars shining down on them.
The Alpha’s face looked like he was just punched right in the gut, groaning as he set his food down next to Steve’s. “From here on out,” Hopper started, growling suddenly as he all but ripped off his own clothes. “No other Alpha should even be thinking about you, let alone trying to court you.” Hop had stripped down to his own baby blue boxers, dick tenting obscenely with how big the Alpha was. A damp spot was already sleeping through the material where the tip sat, cotton stretching over the head and making Steve’s eyes dart down.
It made the Omega chirp high and needy, mouth watering at the sight before him. His own cocklette was starting to fill out, not exactly making his underwear stretch out like Hopper’s but the older man definitely noticed. The possessiveness of it all. How Hopper pretty much told Steve that he was his, right then and there. It made the brunette’s inside turn to mush, warm and deprived. Wanted the Alpha to break skin and claim him. Wear the Alpha’s bite like a trophy to show off and galavant around town.
It made Steve want to be the opposite of what everyone thought he was. A demure and helpless Omega with no family. Only his pack knew exactly the kind of person he was. Strong willed, loyal, brave, smart. Would not roll over for any Alpha, even when they used that voice to try and make him submit.
“Promise?” Steve was smirking, a cute little side grin with fire raging in his hazel eyes. “You gonna protect me from all the other Alpha’s trying to get in my pants? I’m sure you want to be the first to taste what I have to offer. Right?” Steve backed up further into the darkened pool, already hitting the lowest point at chest level. He waded there for a second before dipping his arms under the surface and wiggling a bit.
Hopper’s eyes were dark, looking down on Steve from his perch at the edge of the pool. He was starting to pant, breath coming out in soft puffs of white clouds from the cold setting in. He almost looked dazed before growling quietly when Steve brought up his underwear and threw them onto the stones near the rest of his clothes. It made a loud smack on the surface, echoing through the valley.
That’s when Hopper jerked into gear, almost falling as he rushed to slide his own boxers down his legs, and tossed them away. He stumbled into the water to come face to face with Steve’s blushing cheeks. He must’ve seen the girth hanging hard between Hopper’s legs because his face was screwed up in blissful pleasure before Hopper leaned down.
“I do promise.” And that was it. Steve launched at him, practically climbing the Alpha to wrap his long legs around his waist. Hopper grunted but quickly shot his hands out to catch Steve, gasping when his palms gripped nothing but bare ass. The Omega was sporting an erection that was rubbing against Hopper’s stomach, arms flying to curve around the taller man’s neck to hold himself upright.
They only gazed at each other for a second before they were slotting their mouths together, tongues dancing silkily along the insides. Hopper’s mustache was soft against Steve’s lips, making the Omega moan noisily through his nose, and pulling Steve closer as he started to explore.
Big hands squeezed and kneaded the round peach under his strong grasp, slipping his dick along Steve’s slicked up folds. Even in the water, the difference in liquid could still be felt. Hot and soft as Hopper ground his cock desperately over Steve’s slippery hole.
“Oh fuck! Alpha!” Steve whined into the air, rolling his hips and pussy along Hopper’s shaft. The water sloshed around them, adding to the natural noises of the atmosphere.
Hopper nuzzled Steve’s head to the side, kissing down the brunette’s strong jawline, and shoving his nose into Steve’s mating gland. He inhaled sharply, groaning at the strong cherries and lavender pouring from the Omega’s neck like a scent waterfall. How did he become so lucky to be in this moment with the one person he cared more deeply about than he ever did for his ex wife.
“Please, Hop! Alpha! Need you,” Steve whined out, clawing at the older man’s back to stay afloat. “Want your knot so bad.”
“Then hold your breath,” Hopper demanded, voice rough and husky that it made fire zing through Steve like a lightning bolt straight to his cocklette. It jumped between their stomachs before Steve obeyed. Taking a big breath before Hopper dunked both of them under the hot surface. Only for a second, though, before holding Steve in his lap. Their heads were the only body part above water, soaked now. Steve slicked his hair back, damp eyelashes heavy and dark. “Fuck, Stevie. You’re so beautiful.”
Steve could only smile brightly, white and perfect teeth on display as he blushed. “All Alphas tell me that. But if it’s any consolation, you’re fucking handsome. Sexy, even. Always imagined what your cock would feel like splitting me open.” Steve’s hands were wrapped around Hopper’s neck, fingertips softly trailing over the short hair at his nape and making the Alpha shiver.
“Sexy? I-I mean-” but before Hop could argue, Steve’s plump lips were back. Enticing the older man to kiss him deeper than he’s ever kissed anyone in his life.
Then the talking was over. Steve reached between them, sliding his hand down the massive erection that Hopper had been packing away, and pushed up on his feet that were planted on the pool floor. He placed the large tip at his core, rubbing it over his clit teasingly and earning a gruff grunt from Jim, before popping it inside.
Steve winced at the slight pain, having only been fucked by himself on large toys, but those still didn’t prepare him for this. The real thing that was pulsing wildly with each inch that Steve sank down onto. He panted and whined, nails scraping over Hopper’s neck and shoulders, before he was officially seated in Hopper’s lap.
He let out a breath he’d been holding, leaning heavily onto the Alpha’s chest. “My god…you are so big, Daddy. I can feel you in my throat.” Steve’s eyes closed, rubbing his nose together with Hopper’s as the older man almost choked on the specific pet name that dropped from Steve’s mouth.
“Fuck, Steve. How are you so perfect,” Hopper asked, experimentally jerking his hips up to make Steve bounce on his thighs.
“Don’t know. Just…oh god, Alpha, please. Stuff me full with that knot. I don’t want to walk for days.” Steve kissed Hopper again but this time, rose up until only the tip of the Alpha’s cock was settled inside him and let all his weight go, easing back down. They both couldn’t help the sultry and pornographic sounds escaping their throats as Steve set a grueling pace. A pace made only by the Omega so Hopper didn’t become too feral with lust.
Then Steve whined high, almost out of annoyance that he wasn't getting fucked like an animal from The Discovery Channel. That Hopper wasn’t letting his Alpha out to play properly and that offended him in every sense of the word. “Hopper, please. Show me the kind of Alpha you really are. Please,” he begged. “I’m not gonna break.”
That was the thread that snapped Hopper’s resolve fully. Didn’t even retort or argue back. Just hauled the Omega up and out of the steamy water, droplets riveting off their bodies and splashing around them. Steve could only keen at the sensation of Hopper finally plunging into him. Skin slapping skin as the Alpha fucked him fast, holding Steve’s ass in a vice grip while he used him as a cocksleeve. A toy for him to maneuver around the way he pleased.
Steve didn’t care about anything around him except the deep desire thrumming through his very existence. He wanted this man he’d been pining for and now that he finally had him, it was like a door opened to endless possibilities. For a future he only ever dreamed about in the quiet of his lonely home.
The sounds of the wind, bugs, and creatures didn’t help the overwhelming feelings bubbling to the surface. Hopper had brought him to such a romantic setting, taking him apart, and showing him what real pleasure felt like. What the caress of nature and a loved one’s touch could feel simultaneously. He’s never fucked outside before and it was the most thrilling and exhilarating experience of his life. The freedom he felt being connected to his mate and the earth.
“Yes! Oh fuck, oh fuuck!” Steve bucked up and down, helping Hopper along as he rode the older man the best he could without any real traction. “Bite me, Daddy, please! Want your bite so bad! Claim me, Alpha!”
Hopper’s arms bulged, holding the Omega easily while he pistoned inside. Slick dripped freely, plopping down into the water below them when Hopper snarled out a moan. Almost pained. “Seriously? You want to be mine?” His nose and teeth grazed the younger’s throat, huffing out hot breaths that made heat coil tightly in Steve’s groin.
“Yes! Yes, please! Wanna be your Omega! Want all of you,” Steve admitted, knowing exactly what that meant to Hopper.
Not even Diane, Hopper’s ex wife, wanted his bite. Which, in this chapter of his life, was a good thing. Didn’t need that reminder scarred on him for life unless he wanted to get it surgically removed.
Steve, though? He was like everything Hopper ever dreamed of in a mate. Sexy, smart, athletic. Great with kids. And now? Now adding an excellent lover in the mix was what had Hopper making the ultimate decision.
The Alpha bared his elongated canines, scraping over the mating gland of Steve’s neck, before sinking in. The warm liquid that pooled in Hopper’s throat was like if metal had been soaking in cherry syrup. Sweet and irony that burst on his taste buds.
He wheezed out a rough “fuck, that tastes good,” before latching back on and lapping at the wound he created.
Steve, on the other hand, had a tight grip on Hopper’s shoulders, grinding his teeth together before going limp at the intrusion. The sting only lasted a couple seconds as Hopper’s thrusts started getting sporadic, his tongue gliding over the puncture in the Omega’s neck like he was a prized possession.
Then he came.
Hopper’s throbbing cock was hitting a spot so deep inside Steve, the younger saw stars in the corners of his eyes before splashing hot cum up both of their sweaty chests. The scents that exploded around them were exhilarating, strong with arousal, blood, and their natural musks wafting from their glands. Steve had the need to reach down and pet his cocklette the rest of the way through his climax, milking a few more drops to land on his stomach.
The bond was cast, at least on Hopper’s end. Steve felt like the universe just opened up in front of him, the energy shifting to be in tune with the Alpha’s emotions. He could tell that Hopper was close and not just in the physical aspect of things. It was like Steve could sense the impending orgasm threatening to snap in Hopper’s body, the red hot release building as he thrusted faster inside Steve’s pussy.
“That’s it, baby! Cum for me. Fill your Omega up,” Steve babbled, neck still bared to the older man’s assaulting mouth as he indulged in the sticky sweet treat.
Those words did the trick, though. A couple more pumps inside Steve was all it took before the Alpha slipped all the way in. He came with a growl, raspy and deep, as his knot inflated and exploded with hot and heavy jizz that Steve knew would take a couple days to drip from him.
“Fuck, oh fuck, Hop! Oh god, you feel so good, Alpha! Gonna keep me full until it sticks, Daddy?” Steve asked against Hopper’s wet lips.
Clearly, that was the right answer. Hopper was not done yet.
He walked haphazardly over to the opposite end of the pool, making Steve squeal when he twisted the Omega around in his hold and flopped them in the damp dirt of the forest floor. Steve was on his hands and knees until Hopper shoved his face down, presenting so pretty while they were still stuck together.
Then Hopper just started grinding against his cunt, balls slapping against Steve’s clit and making the Omega preen in the soil, grabbing a fistful as he was fucked by Hopper’s knot. “My Omega. My beautiful mate.”
The Alpha was feeling the full effect of everything. The knotting, the bite. The absolute overwhelming need to protect and breed.
“Yes, yours! All yours, Alpha!” Steve was going cross eyed from the flood of desire at being stuffed, not even caring about the fact that he was covered from his chest up to his face in sweat and forest. His hair fanned out above him as the weight of Hopper jostled him around in the dirt and moss.
Not long was Hopper spilling more of his seed inside Steve’s waiting hole, almost lifting the Omega from the ground with one last growl against the brunette’s spine. His breath was ragged and hot, kissing each notch before flopping over Steve’s back and kissing his ear.
Steve was breathing so heavy, the tiny plants and soil bits were flying and fluttering away from his mouth. But he was giggling, a dopey smile gracing his fucked out face. He had dirt under his fingernails and in his hair, but it was good. He felt like a true animal, mating with his lover under the glow of the Milky Way sprawled overhead in the night sky.
They stayed there for a couple minutes, catching their breaths and wits, just enjoying the afterglow in such a serene moment. They waited patiently for Hopper’s knot to deflate enough that he could slip out of Steve with little effort. Then he was picking up the Omega, cradling him in his strong arms, and walking back into the pool so they could clean up properly and actually relax. Hop sat down on a stone surface that he could lean back on, having Steve straddle him, and lean against his chest.
Steve was the first to break their comfortable silence. “Can I…?” He trailed off but Hopper sighed in relief, like he was holding onto some secret and someone else finally knew. The Alpha nodded quickly and turned his head so Steve had access to his neck.
“I thought you’d never ask, please. Want your bite, Omega. My Stevie.” Hopper took a calming inhale as Steve shifted over his thighs.
He first felt the fluttering puff of air as Steve chuckled against his skin before biting the Alpha hard, breaking skin as Hopper’s blood flooded his mouth. The taste was heady with iron and woodsmoke, the bond already connecting as they both moaned shamelessly, feeling each other’s energy in a way that no one else could possibly understand unless they were mated for life. Hopper wrapped his arms around Steve to keep him close as the Omega cleaned the Alpha’s wound.
“I love you, Steve,” Hopper said simply. Easily, like he’d been saying it for years. Like those words didn’t jolt Steve upright and bring tears to the Omega’s beautiful and glimmering hazels. His bottom lip even quivered cutely that had the Alpha's heart clench in his chest.
“I love you, too, Hop. So much. That was wonderful and everything I ever hoped it would be, so thank you.” Steve rested back on Hopper’s chest. Completely content, sated until they could at least make it back to Hawkins. “I’m so glad you had those bolt cutters.”
That made Hopper chuckle, vibrating Steve under him. “So am I, Steve,” Hopper said, kissing the top of the Omega’s head. “So am I.”