"Oh you've got to be kidding me."

A tiny voice from behind captures their ears, making them both look from behind and Daime smiles upon seeing Aiden with a crutch on his left hand. The younger Alpha waves his hand towards the frail Omega and Aiden smiles at him.

"How are you, Daime?"

This time Aiden is sure. The man that he saw, claiming the Vladymyrrh Tavern, is none other than Daime. The man who proposes to this beautiful Omega and the one who he got jealous of.

"Hello, Aiden. I am doing great. Are you okay?"

Daime is legitimately concern of Aiden's well-being but not to that extent of caring for him like what he used to do before. He holds onto Mischka's hand and grips it tightly, as if telling the latter that he is the only one for him now.

"Big Alpha over here forget that I am still recovering and almost broke the hospital bed last night."

Daime chuckles at his answer and carefully pulls Mischka in front of him and hugs him from the back. The Omega gasps at the sudden gesture from the Alpha and smiles. Mischka knows how sweet the Alpha is but he didn't know that he can be up to this extent.

"Well, we won't be for long. Bye~"

Mischka waves his hand from Aiden before calling him again by his first name that Daime used to say or tell him from time to time.

"Aiden, wait!"

The Omega from his tracks and looks back at Mischka, who has a sly smile plastered on his face. Mischka slowly mutters him some words that Daime can't comprehend, making the Alpha looks at the older ones and shrugs.

Aiden soon realizes what he meant and nods his head towards the other Omega before waving his hand again and drags his Alpha towards the hallway where his room is and Daime snuggles at Mischka's neck.

"What did you told him?"

Mischka hums for a minute before whispering into Daime's ears and the Alpha smiles at what he heard.

"Though, I am thinking that he might one of the most beautiful man on that day."

A scowl appears on Daime's face, making the Omega laughs at his reaction and kisses him on his cheeks.

"Duh! You are my bride! Of course, you will be the most beautiful on that day!"

Mischka is flustered at the Alpha's response and covers his mouth from screaming louder than he already did. The nurses and some other doctors stop from their tasks to see who is the person whose voice is so loud yet so deep.

An embarrassed Omega pulls his Alpha out of the hospital while Daime laughs his heart out. It is rare to see the Omega being embarrassed and Daime is taking every second of it before Mischka will get pissed off.

"I hate you!"

Daime chuckles at the Omega's reaction and pushes the door of their apartment. Mischka keeps on complaining to the Alpha but then he gasps when he feels a sudden wetness on his neck near his scent gland.

The next thing he knew, they already finished arguing and already exploring their mouths as they tongues fight against each other for dominance. But Mischka never wins at this type of game.

Their shirts are unbuttoned, the rest of their clothing is discarded all over the living room and they're kicking their shoes off and stepping out of their pants.

Their mixed scent is thick in the air and Daime is going to have to leave the windows open tomorrow if they don't want guests making unexpected visits and smelling sex in the air.

When he means guests, that means Francis and Marlene, since the two will help them prepare everything for their wedding day.

Daime slides his hands behind the Omega's back, slipping under his boxers to grasp his ass. He's already wet and leaking slick as the Alpha pushes two finger against his entrance.

The Omega moans against his lips as he pushes back against Daime's fingers, letting them slip into the welcoming heat. The blonde lets out a choked groan as Daime moves his fingers in and out, alternating them as they scissor him open and the sensation against his rim makes him drop his head against the Alpha's shoulder breathlessly.

"Alpha. Hurry up."

The Alpha presses a kiss to his temple before pulling his fingers away and wiping them on his boxers, dropping them onto the ground so they're both fully nude. They'll deal with that later. Or tomorrow. Who knows.

The Alpha brings one of the Omega's long legs up, his elbow locked under hi mate's knee while Mischka wraps his arms around the Alpha's neck, lifting himself up and resting his weight fully between Daime's hold and the reinforced door behind him. Like this, he is spread open so beautifully for the Alpha to take as he likes.

He guides Daime's hot length towards his slick drenched hole and the Alpha pushes himself in, bottoming out in one smooth thrust. Mischka lets out a relieved sigh at the sudden warmth inside him and throws his head back, knocking against the door.

Daime lets Mischka adjust for a moment before thrusting hard and fast into his tight heat, moaning as the alpha impales the younger on his cock over and over again.

The blackhead laps at the mark on Mischka's neck that bonds them as mates, the delicious taste of his mate flooding his senses as they fuck against the door.

The Alpha can feel his knot growing and he changes his thrusts, shorter but deeper into the Omega as it swells inside the younger. The Omega falls over the edge with a shout, clenching around Daime's knot as it locks them into place and floods him with his warm cum.

He feels so full, shivering as the Alpha kisses his bandage coated neck and shoulders. The sweat begins to cool on their skin as they both come down from their high.

It was then that Mischka feels the strain of his position, his lower back stinging from constantly hitting against the door and his muscles aching from being stretched open.

"Don't let anyone makes you think that you are not beautiful, my dear Omega. Because for me? You are the most beautiful of them all."