Jamue swallowed, the air between them suddenly thick.
Jamue was the first to break eye contact, staring down at his flowers.
Hym cleared his throat and walked to the house.
Jamue followed him.
“I need to go out for a while. Will you be fine alone?”
Jamue quickly nodded. “I’m going to order new clothes and things I need. I’ll be busy.”
“Here.” Hym took his credit chip out of his pocket and handed it to him.
Jamue stared at him, taken aback. He was his companion omega. He didn’t have to take care of him.
Hym stepped close and dropped the chip smoothly into his pocket. Jamue hissed at the feel of his fingers, but they were gone too quickly for him to react the way he usually did.
Butterflies fluttered in his stomach instead of him feeling nauseous.
“Use it,” he ordered, making him shiver. “The council will send your credit chip as soon as your credit account is ready.”
“I have my own credit,” Jamue argued.
“I know, but you’re mine now. And I take care of what’s mine,” Hym said his eyes darkening. “Okay?”
Jamue nodded,
“Alright, I’ll ask Pitra to help you,” he said, walking into the house.
Jamue stared after him.
He prayed their trial run wouldn’t end. He wanted to be his companion, to stay by his side and help him through his pain. He didn’t know why, but he had to.
Jamue touched his chest as his heart suddenly ached.
I want to stay, he thought.
But alphas were different during their heats.
Will he be able to keep his promise?
He could barely keep himself from touching him. Jamue's eyes drifted to the wall. He blushed.
It was strange.
Normally, he'd be panicking at the thought of having an alpha in heat close to him.
He touched his stomach, searching for that queasy feeling … it wasn’t there.
Maybe it won’t be so bad, Jamue thought, going to his room.He placed the flowers on the bedside table and pulled out his connector and navigated to his favourite store’s site. He chose a couple of long shirts, matching pants, underclothes and sleeping clothes.
Done, he looked at a few essentials he needed, navigating to the massive pleasuring bots site.
He needed a couple of those. He tapped his chin, looking at the available options.
Or should he ask Ludiin for advice? He could tell him what to buy if he wanted that full feeling.
Jamue blushed.