[ Thomas heads straight for the bed, of course, though despite the heat burning through him he doesn't spread his legs for Heartland immediately, doesn't throw himself at him like another omega might.

(the heat is overpowering but Thomas needs cover, needs security)

The first thing he does is to burrow down into the sheets, rearranging them around himself so that he's surrounded on all sides by the warmth and the thick alpha scent. And then he wriggles out of his clothes to burrow down even more, rub himself in Heartland's scent until he can't smell anything at all but that.

Only then does he lift his eyes back to Heartland, with his hair ruffled and his cock half-hard and his stomach still full and swollen from the food. ]

Sir...