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Tim smiled warmly as he laid eyes on his mate. Jason was curled up on their apartment couch reading, well, as curled up as he could be given his current condition. Tim watched as Jason turned a page in his book then reached for a mug of warm tea. Decaf of course. Thankfully Jason didn't mind leaving behind caffeine. If it had been Tim in Jason's position he's not entirely sure he would have survived.
Jason glanced up at Tim and purred softly. Tim grinned and came over, joining his mate on the old couch. His alpha begged him to scent his mate and who was he to deny such a simple request? Tenderly Tim ran his wrists over his omega. Making sure to scent him thoroughly before dropping his hands to Jason's swollen stomach. Jason was in the last trimester now, nearly to the nine month mark. His belly was big and the doctor said that their pup was likely gonna be in the top percentile for multiple categories. Tim had joked that having a dam bigger than the average alpha helped. Jason had smacked him for it.
Their pup was big and strong and soon they would get to meet their little one. Neither of them couldn't wait but Tim had to admit that he was going to miss Jason being pregnant.
There was something about the older omega being pregnant that left Tim and his alpha feeling satisfied. Not necessarily in a sexual way, just that he was content. Seeing Jason round and glowing with pregnancy had him itching to keep the omega pregnant. They had talked about having more than one pup, giving their soon-to-be born pup a little sibling. As an only child himself, he was keen to give his own pups a chance at having a playmate and friend. Jason however was a little more hesitant. The world was harsh enough as it was and he was already so fiercely protective of the unborn baby. Tim understood his mate's concerns and he'd left the topic lying. Though maybe he ought to bring it up again…
“What's going on in that little head of your's, Timmers?” Jason interrupted Tim's train of thought.
Tim hummed and gently pulled his omega to lay in his lap, running his hands through Jason's messy hair. It was silkier now and thicker, something about hormones.
“Just you.” Tim said honestly.
Jason purred as Tim worked through his hair, “Oh? Anything in particular?”
Tim smiled, “Just how beautiful you look while pregnant.”
His mate opened his eyes and they were full of heat, though it receded once he saw that Tim hadn't meant anything dirty.
“I look like a balloon.” Jason said with a hint of a smile in his voice.
Tim shrugged, “I like what I like. And you're beautiful. Glowing.”
Jason snorted, “Pretty sure the glowing thing is just a dam's tale.”
He shook his head immediately, “No, you definitely are glowing. You look… how to explain it…”
“Pregnant?” Jason supplied unhelpfully.
Tim huffed though it held no real annoyance, “Yes but no. You look like one of those commercials with the really good lighting that makes it look like a sunrise? The Folgers one.”
Jason laughed softly at the weak description, “Do you mean ‘motherly’ or maybe ‘maternal’?”
“Yeah, you look like a dam. You're gonna be a dam, Jay.” Tim said softly, voice full of love.
His mate blushed and turned his head away, “Yeah well you're gonna be a sire, so what?”
Tim leaned down and kissed Jason's forehead, “Because you made me one. You're amazing, Jason. I love you.”
Jason sighed though it was more content than irritated, “Love you too.”