anon you called me out on one of my favorite dumb things so. a small drabble

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Rhys was about to fall asleep when something warm tickled his belly. He shifted, one foot kicking lightly at the covers draped over him. He moved to roll away, forgetting the weight in his stomach thanks to his half-asleep state. He furrowed his brow and let out an annoyed moan as the pressure on his middle kept at it, poking and prodding at the little nub of his belly button. Sensitive tingles squirmed in his loins and he finally fluttered his eyes open, frowning as he got a proper look at the culprit.

“Jack…” His voice weighed heavy with exasperation as he watched his alpha push lightly at his belly button, as if trying to pop it back inside.

“How many times do I gotta tell you…not gonna go back to normal until this is outta me…” He rested his flesh palm against the side of his stomach, but his complaint did little to deter his alpha.

“No harm in trying, though…and you’re real fun to touch.” Jack stopped pushing and instead rolled the little nub gently between two fingers, smirk on his face spreading wider.

“Noo…” Rhys whined, clumsily trying to pull the hem of his shirt back over his belly, to hide the skin Jack had so rudely revealed. “I just wanted to sleep…”

“Aw, kitten, I’m just teasing…” Jack nuzzled in close, kissing his omega’s pouty lips. “You’re just so cute.”

“Won’t be so cute when I kick you out of bed for poking me,” Rhys grumbled, though now that Jack had fidgeted with one of his new sensitive spots his interest was stirring. He could probably tamp it down and get back to sleep as long as Jack kept his hands to himself, but the alpha was already calling him cute and peppering his face with kisses…

“Hmm…I think you owe me an apology for waking me up…” He shifted his legs beneath the covers, silken pajama bottoms sliding effortlessly together. “And for trying to push my belly button in…you gotta do all the work.”

“Oh babe, I’ve been doing all the work since month five,” Jack snickered, brushing Rhys’ lips in one last kiss before he squirmed down under the covers, getting to work on something that would really give Rhys sweet dreams whenever he next fell asleep—though if the alpha ended up having his way, who really knew when that would be.