||Paul & Patryk's Home||

Paul entered the bedroom, seeing his mate curled up into the bed sheets, purring happily. He cracked a grin, settling into bed next to his mate. He rubbed the side of Patryk's chin, causing a purr to rumble out. "Sleepy?" He cooed, seeing his mate shaking his head.

"No, I'm just happy to be home." He purred, nestling his head into the bed. Paul chuckled, running his fingers loosely through his hair.

Paul loved being home - With Patryk specifically. It was one of the rare times he could treat his omega with love. With the pack around, Paul acted stern and serious, only giving his mate affection when he was begging for it, and even then it was very little. That's why he loved being home so much because he could love his biggest strength and weakness without any worry.

Caressing his pregnant mate, Paul left kisses on his neck, licking over the claim mark. Patryk purred, holding Paul close. "P-Paul..." He moaned, looking up at his alpha with a glassy gaze.

Paul was going crazy. The sweet smell of fertility and slick filled his senses. Paul began to peel off Patryk's pants, giving him a lustful look. Shaking off his, he positioned himself at Patryk's entrance. "D-Do you want this...?" He slurred, gripping Patryk's hips. The omega nodded, letting out a yelp when Paul pushed himself in.

Paul moved his hips slowly, making sure he was satisfying his mate's needs. Sucking on the side of his neck, Patryk whimpered softly.

Moving their bodies together, they caressed each other lovingly and gently.

Patryk arched his back, letting out a whimper-like moan. "P-Paul, I-I'm gonna..." Nuzzling against Patryk, Paul let out a purr giving Patryk the right-away. Bucking his hips into Patryk, they both let out a purr riding out their orgasm together.

When they were finished, Paul pulled out laying beside his mate who scampered close to him purring. Paul wrapped his arms protectively around his mate, as the omega nestled into Paul's arms.

After about 25 minutes, Patryk came back to his senses looking up at Paul who was already half asleep. "P-Paul?" The omega whispered, causing his mate to open one of his eyes fully. "Hm?"

"I- Uh, I see the way that Tord looks at Tom... and uh..."

Paul sat up at attention, looking at his mate with distress and worry. Thoughts raced through Paul's head, but he couldn't grasp onto a single thought. Did Patryk want Paul to be more affection? Fuck, if that was it, Paul would happily oblige.

"R-Relax Paul, it's nothing serious. Well, sorta." Patryk took a breath, shifting to his side. "I want to help Tord and Tom... Y'know, be together. Together." He flinched, awaiting his mate's response.

Paul leaned his head back, surprised by his mate's suggestion. It was a good idea in all honesty - Helping Tord woo Tom. Knowing Tord, he'd probably drive Tom crazy with fury than love. Then again, Tord was stubborn when it came to a relationship, he refused any advice or help.

Paul weighed out the pros and cons, before nodding his head in agreement. It was about damn time Tord found a mate. Tord was reckless - Always throwing himself into danger. Tord needed a mate to keep him in line, especially an omega like Tom. Tom was proud for an omega, he didn't care whether you were an omega, beta, or an alpha. You'd listen to him if you pissed him off enough.

A mate like that for Tord was just perfect. They were a match made in Heaven. Well, more like hell.

Giving Patryk a gentle peck, he hummed. "I agree with you. The only question I have it... How?"

Patryk bit his lip, thinking. "Hmm, how about we invite them to go somewhere with us? Y'know, bond with them as well as teaching Tord how to woo his Spitfire?" Patryk giggled, looking up at Paul, his beautiful navy blue eyes glistened. Paul felt his cheeks warm up, nodding softly. "I'll call them tomorrow morning, how does that sound?" He hummed, happy with his mate's response who nodded gleefully before curling back up into the bed.

Paul sank back onto the bed, wrapping his arms around Patryk's waist before drifting off the sleep.

When morning came, Paul groaned stretching. Glancing over at Patryk who was still asleep, he chuckled before getting out of bed. Grabbing some boxers, Paul slipped them on before heading downstairs. Picking up the house phone, he dialed Tord's numer.

"Ja?"

"Tord, it's Paul. Patryk and I wanted to invite you and Tom to go to," Paul froze thinking of what to do, "A picnic."

He waited for Tord's response, the silence edging him. Tord let out a raspy sigh, before replying. "Sure Paul, I'll wake up Tom and tell him."

Paul gave a 'Mhm', before hanging up the phone. Lifting his head up, he heard his mate call his name. Chuckling, he made his way back to the bedroom, to cuddle with Patryk.

A/N: I kept writing Patryk as 'Paul' since I am like, half asleep right now... So, I don't know if I accidentally dropped some Paul on Paul action-....