Runaway Omega
Chapter 44 - - 44 A Busy Morning

Chapter 44: Chapter - 44 A Busy Morning

Tristan’s Point Of View

"C’mon Tristan, it’s time to eat. Please wake up..."

"Mmm... Hm?" I asked, groggy.

"Breakfast is here. Time to eat, love..." Sylvester said.

"Ngh... I’m not hungry..." I mumbled.

"You have to eat something, Tristan. Please, for me?" Sylvester said, looking concerned.

However, I really wasn’t hungry though. Not only that, but my body felt extremely weird. Warring anxiety, and impatience were coursing through me. My stomach felt empty but I didn’t have an appetite at all.

"Hm...? Where is everyone else?" I asked.

"Well we are about to get an injection of people here soon. So the others are making space for them, more or less." Sylvester said, putting the tray of food on the bed.

"What kind of people?" I asked.

I was beginning to realize that these emotions were not mine and that they belonged to my Alphas.

"We are getting in-house Doctors, and I’m going to call all of my people back from the field so everyone can update everyone and we can make a better plan of attack." Sylvester grinned.

"Syl... I really can’t eat... my body feels really weird..." I groaned.

"Should I feed you then...?" He asked with a mischievous smile.

"What’s that supposed to mean?" I asked, nervously.

Instead of answering verbally, Sylvester popped a few grapes onto his mouth and dipped down to me for a kiss. I flinched, startled by his sudden movements, before he seized my lips in a passionate kiss.

Then slowly but surely, he pushed the crushed grapes into my mouth one at a time. It was a weird sensation, and I desperately wanted it to stop. I wasn’t sure horny eating was the way to go, although I couldn’t deny that my body accepted it readily. It swallowed everything without issue.

"Eww... don’t do that again... I don’t like how that feels, and I hate that my body was completely fine with it. I felt like a baby bird eating its mother’s regurgitated food." I said with a grimace.

"Ahahaha! But you ate though. So I can’t make any promises. I guess you’ll have to be my baby bird today." Sylvester laughed.

He spooned something into his mouth, and pinned me down for another kiss. I tried my best not to open my mouth, but then Sylvester grabbed my throat and began rubbing it with his thumb as he kissed me. The sensual sensation made me open my eyes and mouth in shock.

In poured a soft, thick something, that was sweet and buttery. It was so delicious, that I momentarily forgot where it had come from, as I licked Sylvester’s mouth clean.

"What was that? I’ll eat it... I’ll eat it all, I swear!" I said, sitting up and reaching for the tray.

"It’s a secret, but if you eat the whole bowl I’ll have Mrs. Kristi make it for you until you’re sick of it." Sylvester said, handing over the tray.

"It’s a deal! I didn’t even have to chew it, and it’s so damn good and soft!" I exclaimed, taking a big spoonful and shoving it into my mouth.

Just as I thought I could just roll it around on my tongue and let it slide down my throat with ease. Momma Kristi was a Saint and I definitely wanted to thank her later.

I finished off the whole bowl in no time at all, I had even mixed a bit of my scrambled eggs into it towards the end. The sweet and salty combination was to die for.

"I think I could eat that for every meal and never get sick of it. Have the kids tried it yet?" I asked, curious

"Not sure, I’ll have Mrs. Kristi make some for them. The little ones would definitely love it." He chuckled.

I smiled contently and laid back down. Sylvester put the tray back on the cart and pushed it outside the room. My body was beginning to heat up and tremble again, and I was worried about what that signified.

Sylvester climbed back into bed and smiled down at me. It wasn’t his usual mischievously playful smile, it was warm and loving. As if looking at a precious moment fondly.

"Would you like to take a bath, Tristan?" He asked, thoughtfully.

"Yes, please..." I murmured.

He didn’t look like he would do anything sexual, even though he could no doubt feel my body gearing up for it. He just nodded dutifully and climbed back out of the bed.

Sylvester headed for the bathroom and soon I heard the bathtub beginning to fill up. He then came back out and stripped me effortlessly, before scooping me up and carrying me to the bathroom.

Once inside the sweet smell of tropical fruit assailed my senses and I immediately relaxed. It was such a beautiful and soothing smell that I couldn’t help but close my eyes and breathe in deep.

Sylvester sat me down into the tub, and turned on the jets as the water began to reach past my navel. I leaned my head against to rim of the tub and noticed the hassock stationed beside it.

"You’re not going to join me...?" I asked, confused.

I could count on one hand how many times I had taken a bath alone since being here with them, they always sought out opportunities to take baths and showers with me. So this was making me a bit anxious.

"No, I’m going to take care of you. If I get in that water, I’m definitely going to fuck you silly. And I promised that I would be a decent gentleman while my mate was in need... So let me pamper my sexy wanton prince, okay?" He said seriously.

I could feel my face heat up at the thought of him ravaging me right here and now, but then I remembered that he had said the others were all handling important tasks right now, and tried to calm myself down.

"Okay... pamper away..." I breathed.

"That’s a good boy... I’m going to pamper you silly!" He laughed.

Sylvester then set to wash me meticulously. He lathered soapy circles from my neck to my finger tips and back up to my neck. Then he gently scrubbed my chest, stomach, and back. It was so gentle and soothing I could feel my body go slack and my eye lids getting heavier.

Once he rinsed me off, he wet my hair and began to lather in a strawberry and cream scented shampoo. The gentle scrubbing massage feeling made me instantly tired. I let my head lull in whatever direction he wanted as he rinsed out the shampoo and began the conditioner.

He washed my hair with the shampoo and conditioner three times before he was satisfied, and I had dozed off during the second round.

"Tristan, will you sit on this step here for a bit? I need to wash your legs too." Sylvester asked.

I looked up at him, and his eyes were pulsing a bright florescent white. They were as beautiful as they were mesmerizing. The bond we shared told me he was struggling to keep a leveled head, but the fierce determined look in his eyes said he would keep his word no matter what.

I nodded my head slowly and sat on the middle stair inside the tub. The water level dropped to my calves, but it was warm enough in the bathroom that the absence of the water was barely noticeable.

Sylvester began to scrub my legs the same way he did my arms. I could feel his arousal growing, so I thought about distracting him from his tumultuous thoughts.

"Do you guys know the new doctors personally? I admit I’m a bit nervous when it comes to doctors... all things considered, the doctors that I know didn’t really behave like medical professionals..." I said, nervously.

This seemed to break Sylvester from his thoughts immediately, and he looked back at me with a goofy grin.

"Yes we know them personally. Stellah is the one who stitched up Kaleb’s leg when he was injured. And Khali...? Haha, where to begin? She went to school with us, but graduated early. She went to college to get her PHD and graduated with honors." Sylvester said, smiling fondly again.

"Why don’t you talk about her more? You clearly value her friendship, it’s written all over your face." I asked, curious.

I had only ever seen him look like that when talking about the others and reminiscing. So I was curious to know what Khali was like and why she wasn’t their first choice when needing medical assistance.

"Haha.... well... Khali lives in the light. If you recall, my profession isn’t exactly legal. I never want to jeopardize her medical license in any way. The world needs more doctors like her. I fronted her some starter money to kick start her medical practice office in StohneGarrdin. She thrived like a fish in water. I heard she was trying to open a facility in Lore’rahlye too. Maybe when she wants to go back, I can get her an office in Lore’rahlye as well. As a thank you of sorts, we’ll let Meyhymn sort out the details." Sylvester replied.

"Well I can’t wait to meet her, she seems like a nice person." I said.

"Ha! Until it’s time for you to take your meds or you become her patient. She’s a fierce doctor when it comes to her patients health and well-being. Just remember that." Sylvester groaned.

"Is the mansion big enough to house more people?" I asked, concerned.

I knew it had space for days, but it seemed we would hit maximum capacity soon. The kids barely slept in their rooms anymore, but I couldn’t imagine them giving up their rooms for someone else.

"Ah, well... that’s what Cole is doing. He’s securing a second house up the road. He went with Justus, Rohlander, and Hoaruhs to go start the negotiations. He should be back soon. Bellamy is sterilizing the surgical room for the clinic, and Ferdinand is directing his men on what to get and where it should go." Sylvester shrugged.

He finished washing every nook and cranny of my body, and by the end of my bath I was well and truly embarrassed. Sylvester plucked me out of the tub and wrapped me up in a large dry off towel.

"Well then, on to the massage!" Sylvester said cheerfully.

"W-Wait... again...?" I asked, shocked.

’This type of pampering is bad for the heart!’

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