Marcos seemed to hesitate despite the invitation. It was clear from the growing bulge in his pants that he wanted to accept Raphael's offer, but he was holding back. When their eyes met, his seemed to be searching for any sign of doubt or reluctance on Raphael's face.

"You're going to make me think you're not interested," teased Raphael, trying to entice the alpha into action. He wanted this and on some level even felt desperate for it. Maybe it was because of how emotionally charged Marcos' story had been, or maybe it had something to do with how vulnerable the alpha seemed right now. All he knew for certain was that he was eager to feel Marcos' powerful body connecting with his.

"You know that's not it." Marcos' tone was low, like a growl mixed with something more desperate.

"I'm not going to force you to sleep with me," said Raphael as he inched closer to Marcos. "But I want you to know that the only thing keeping us from having hot, steamy sex right here and now is you. I'm onboard with this so don't hold back on my account."

"I want you," breathed Marcos, his chest heaving as he slid his arms around Raphael. "I want you so bad." He kissed Raphael and the heat of his lips and tongue sent chills down the omega's spine.

"If you want me," Raphael muttered between kisses, "then you're going to have to take me."

Marcos pushed forward and laid Raphael back onto the couch. His erection pressed against Raphael's groin as he pinned the omega beneath him and continued to ply him with kisses. Slowly he worked Raphael's shirt upward and exposed the omega's chest.

Raphael felt goosebumps of arousal prickle across his skin at Marcos' touch.

The alpha ducked his head down and captured one of Raphael's nipples in his mouth. The motion of his tongue, teasing and flicking, across the sensitive skin made Raphael gasp in pleasure. His eyes fluttered closed and he allowed himself to be swept away by the warmth of Marcos' mouth and the eagerness of his attentions. He wasn't prepared for the wave of pleasure that rippled through his body as Marcos' hand curled around his erection through his pants.

The feeling caused his breath to catch in his throat and his eyes shot open.

"Marcos..." Raphael released a shuddering breath as he met Marcos' gaze. There was an unspoken question in the alpha's eyes, a lingering hesitation about whether or not he should continue. "Don't stop," Raphael encouraged him.

Slowly, deliberately, they peeled one another's clothing off. Bare flesh radiated the heat of their arousal as their erections strained for attention. Raphael had had the foresight to stash a bottle of lube and a stack of condoms in the drawer of the coffee table. There were more back in the bedroom as well. He hadn't been naive about what might happen after inviting Marcos to come back to his house.

There was no explanation or communication necessary. They were both experienced enough to know what needed to happen next. As soon as their preparations were complete, and both of them were thoroughly slathered in lube, Marcos resumed his position between Raphael's legs.

"Ready?" Marcos asked as he pressed his erection against the omega's body.

"Yes." Raphael nodded as he hooked his legs around Marcos and gently pulled the alpha closer to him. "I want to feel you inside of me."

Marcos pressed himself into Raphael and they moaned together at the tightness of their union. The alpha waited only a moment for Raphael's nod of affirmation before he began to thrust. Heat and desire fueled them onward and Raphael bucked his hips to meet each thrust. The depth of the penetration was overwhelming, and it had been far too long since he had experienced the rigors of sex. His entire body shuddered as he struggled to prolong his climax, but he knew that he wouldn't last much longer.

Raphael wanted to warn Marcos, to beg the alpha to slow down and draw it out, but he was so overwhelmed with the feeling of the pressure building inside of him that he couldn't speak. His heart hammered in his chest as he shouted wordless moans of pure ecstasy. His cries were echoed by Marcos who seemed lost in the rapture of the moment and intent on delivering them both to their climax as soon as possible.

Panting, gasping for breath, Raphael plunged over the cliff of pleasure as his body shuddered with his orgasm. He cried out and clutched at the couch as he felt himself lose all control for a split second.

The sight of his partner's orgasm and rippling pleasure seemed to be what Marcos had been searching for. He took hold of Raphael's hips and thrust as deeply as he could manage. Sweat glistened across his body as he pressed towards his own orgasm. The alpha's voice climbed in octave as he drew closer. As he thrust home one final time an earth shattering roar filled the room.

The heat of Marcos' seed filled Raphael with warmth and for a moment he let his eyes fall closed at the pleasure of the sensation. Realization dawned on him. His heart skipped a beat and it felt like all the air had out of the room.

"Marcos..." Raphael met the alpha's eyes and saw his own terror reflected in them.

Slowly, the alpha pulled his softening erection free. Raphael sat up and they both stared down at the broken condom that clung like a broken water balloon to Marcos' skin. A sticky puddle ran across the couch cushion.

"What do we do?" Marcos rose from the sofa and hastily removed the remains of the broken condom.

"I don't know..." Raphael suddenly felt sick to his stomach. He wasn't dad material. He was a recluse that didn't like most people, kept to himself, and hated the water. Pregnancy was the furthest thing from his mind right now. Raising a child didn't even factor into his plan for himself.

"Isn't there like a pill or something you can take in case stuff like this happens?" asked Marcos. He located the kitchen trash can and tossed away the condom before returning to Raphael's side.

"Those are only for women, they don't make them for men." Raphael had always prided himself in staying up to date on the latest news in men's health. The last he heard, there were several companies doing clinical trials on morning after pills for omegas, but none of them had been brought to market yet.

"Okay, but I mean...there's a chance that nothing happened, right?" asked Marcos. He laid a hand on Raphael's knee and tried to reassure him.

Raphael could only sigh. It wasn't surprising that Marcos didn't know the statistics. Most men were woefully under-educated on the topic of male reproduction. People like him that had done everything possible to avoid this very scenario, were few and far between. Which is exactly why there was currently a pregnancy boom among the omega population. Male pregnancy was becoming more acceptable in most of the civilized world which meant there was nothing stopping alphas and omegas from hooking up more regularly.

"It's possible, but unlikely." Raphael rose from the couch. He was sticky and sweaty and the usual post coital glow had been ruined for him. He just wanted to take a shower and try to pretend this hadn't happened. But, as he looked over at Marcos, he knew that wasn't an option. He'd given the alpha the go ahead and they'd taken this plunge together. Which meant that he needed to think of Marcos' needs as well.

"The fact is," continued Raphael as he retrieved some paper towels from the kitchen and began mopping up the mess they had made. "Omegas are highly fertile. I won't bore you with the entire detailed biological explanation of it. We just get pregnant easily. Eighty-three percent of omegas get pregnant the first time they have unprotected sex." He paused to let the news sink in.

"So what then?" Marcos looked lost and confused. Tonight had been an emotional roller coaster for the alpha. Raphael couldn't even begin to imagine what he must have been feeling.

"Honestly, I don't know. The best we can do is wait and take a pregnancy test. There are some brands that can give you a result as soon as a week after. Until then there's not much else that can be done." Raphael sighed as Marcos took his hand.

"There's no point in thinking about it any more tonight," the alpha said. "Let's go get cleaned up. Then try to get some sleep."

Raphael allowed himself to be lead to the shower. He didn't fully emerge from from the swirling mash of thoughts in his head until he felt the warm water pattering against his skin. Marcos was standing across from him, looking sexier than he had any right to as the water ran across his muscular torso.

Frustration and helplessness collided with the heat of desire still running through his veins. He knew it was probably a bad idea but at this point it probably didn't matter anymore. Raphael threw his arms around Marcos' neck and kissed him.

The alpha seemed startled at first, but he quickly recovered. His hands slid down Raphael's body and caressed the curve of his ass. Instinct had taken over now that their initial barriers had been broken down. The threat of the broken condom was pushed aside. Nothing mattered more than their own lust and desire for one another.

* * *

"What do we do if you're pregnant?" Marcos asked as they lay side by side in Raphael's bed. The room was dark and the house was quiet. Nothing but the patter of the rain on the roof and their own voices could be heard.

"I don't know," Raphael sighed as he rested against Marcos' chest.

"Do you want kids?"

"No." Raphael's response was immediate. He didn't want children. It wasn't a question of maybe. He had decided a long time ago that kids weren't for him.

"You didn't even have to think about that," Marcos observed. The alpha's voice sounded somewhat strained as he spoke and Raphael suddenly remembered what Marcos had said about wanting a houseboat with his omega and their children. Of course he wanted a family.

"Shit." Raphael sat up slowly. "This was never going to work, was it?" he asked, looking over at Marcos. "You want a kids and a houseboat. I want to stay on dry land and remain childless."

"You shouldn't be giving up. We can still figure this out." Marcos reached out and took Raphael's hand in his.

"No, Marcos. There's nothing to figure out." Raphael exhaled sharply. He hadn't been prepared to share his life story, but he knew that the alpha deserved an explanation for his decision. "My dad and my papa were one of the first openly alpha/omega couples on the island. By all accounts, Dad and Papa were very much in love with one another. Dad was a champion swimmer and even gave Catalejo Island a chance at its first gold medal in the Olympics the year I was born. But… Papa went into labor before Dad's race. There were complications and concerns that neither of us would make it. Dad stayed by papa's side the entire time. We both made it, but Dad missed out on his shot at the gold.

"I was sick a lot and required a lot of medicine. Papa's teaching job didn't pay enough so dad was forced to stop training and get a job on the island to pay for all of my treatments. I don't remember when the fights began, they were constant. I grew up listening to dad and papa argue about everything, but it usually came back to me. When papa tried to introduce me to the water he and dad got into a fight about something. I never found out what it was, but I was swept out and nearly drowned. Dad saved me and they rushed me to the clinic, but the cost of saving my life was high and my parents were already in debt.

"Dad and papa both worked constantly to try and take care of me, but whenever I saw them I felt like they were looking through me. Their arguing never stopped and I felt like they didn't care about me. It only got worse as I got older and was able to fend for myself. Dad resented me and didn't even try to hide it. Any hope he had of someone to carry on his legacy was lost because of my fear of water.

"Dad was a dominant alpha that didn't have any qualms about taking what he wanted. He treated papa like a possession and made sure that he knew his place. Papa argued with him all the time, but never put up a fight when Dad decided that he wanted something. A lot of times, I felt invisible to them. They were so wrapped up in their fighting that they didn't even notice me.

"So eventually I ran away from home. I fell in with an alpha that made me his, got a job working in a restaurant, and never looked back. One unsuccessful relationship after another went by and eventually I found my way to Pearl. She pretty much cleaned me up and straightened me out. It wasn't until later that I found out she knew my parents, but she agreed to keep my location a secret. The rest I already told you.

"But I've seen how kids can change people. It changed my parents from a loving couple with an amazing future into a pair of bitter old bastards that treated each other, and their kid, like garbage. It left me feeling empty, unloved, and alone for most of my childhood. I searched for meaning in an endless stream of asshole alphas that were all more like my dad than I care to admit. I promised myself I wasn't going to contribute to that. I wasn't going to put a kid through the hell I went through."

Raphael collapsed back onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling. His story wasn't quite as emotionally charged as Marcos' had been, but it had still been difficult for him. Other than Pearl, no one knew the entirety of his background.

"You can keep your promise and still have kids," ventured Marcos. "What happened to your parents and you is tough, but not every family winds up like that. This doesn't have to be the end of our relationship."

"Marcos, please don't try to talk me out of this." Raphael sighed and looked over at the alpha. He had hoped that things between them would be different. He'd given in to Marcos' idea of a fairy tale ending. The reality, however, was much different.

"Can we at least put off making any decisions until we find out for certain?"