Omega and the feat - Hookhill 2

~*~Ryan's P.O.V.~*~

It was Friday the 23rd of December and Rosehill's lane, one of Rosevalley's shopping districts, was full of Christmas shopping enthusiasts. The street was decorated with Christmas decorations and Christmas trees, beautiful lights and music played outside the shops.

With my nose buried in a long shopping list, I was dragged down the street, kept from bumping into people or lampposts by a patient and caring Reed who with his arm hooked in mine and his other hand full of shopping bags, led me from store to store.

Since we were quite busy with the claiming drama, we hadn't had time to buy any Christmas presents. And because I LOVE to go shopping, I begged Reed to bring me to town, so we got our shopping done.

Like the noble twat he is, he claims how he doesn't need anything from me as a gift, how he already has everything he needs in me and our, ugh, thing. But I still want to give him something even if I didn't need anything in return, and I already knew what I was going to give the love of my life. It wasn't bought but inherited from my grandma.

"Now we're going to find Christmas presents for Becca, Chad, the kids and something for your mother," I hummed, almost tripping on my feet as Reed was forced to quickly pull me away from a man on a bike. "More than half of everyone is done."

"People should be careful!"

"Yeah, maybe a helmet?"

"For which of them?" He glared after the man. "Cycling when there is a lot of snow is just idiotic."

"Chad, to protect his brain from more harm. You know, his brain cells aren't that working."

"You should be kind around Christmas."

"Tell Thor that!" I huffed while looking into a shop window on a bunch of incredibly ugly figurines depicting what I thought was a loving couple on a bench, but mostly looked like someone trying to strangle another. "If anyone, he lacks Christmas spirit!" Reed placed a gentle hand to my lower back, caressing it slightly.

"My mother isn't interested in material things but loves chocolate fudge and salted caramel."

"If we buy it, we can wrap it in cute wrapping."

"She would love it even more if there was a rhyme."

"Ooh," I cooed, beaming up at him before clearing my throat. "During Christmas when I want to taste something sweet, some chocolate fudge brings me back to my claiming heat. But to quench the thirst for the salty lollipop I adore, let this caramel make me a horny,"

"That's enough!" Reed burst, chuckling.

"It was a good one!"

"Sure, let's find a store which sells that."

"Like the sex shop?" I tried not to grin at him. His face said all about what he was thinking. "There is one further down, let's take the music store first!"

I couldn't help but smile smugly over all the looks that fell on us where we walked even if it made me feel unease at the same time. We were officially a couple now, especially now that our claiming counts for what it is, legitimate. There was no external threat anymore, even if I was afraid that something would happen.

Reed was my mate and mine only and knowing that made me both proud and horny. I leaned against him, my head against his shoulder as I with a huge smile followed him down the street until we reached the music store.

Becca had finally started talking to us again since she got locked up in juvenile detention, although she still blames us for her being there. She had briefly mentioned that she was now learning to read and write sheet music, so I thought we could give her sheets to be able to compose her own music.