“Is this position really going to make it more likely?” Seungmin says, holding Felix’s hips up off the bed, his legs thrown over Seungmin’s shoulders.

“I saw it on Reddit,” Felix comments, neck craned against the pillows, “it was on r-slash-omega fertility.”

“Felix.” Seungmin huffs. “Half the shit on there is just bull.”

Felix at least has the decency to look chagrined. “C’mon, Seungmin-ah. Do you wanna be a daddy or not? Hold me up while your cum sinks into my cervix—it’ll work this time. I can feel it.”

Seungmin’s dick twitches against his hip, something that does not go unnoticed by Felix. He barks out a laugh, small hands letting go of the bedsheets to reach up and touch Seungmin’s cheek. “You like that, huh? You wanna be a daddy?” Felix starts laughing, body pressed against the sheets. “Stop saying that,” Seungmin groans, “you make me feel weird.”

“It’s hot,” Felix giggles, “because of how much you hate it.”

“Ugh, you’re a freak.” Seungmin sighs, but he hikes Felix up bed higher, bringing Felix’s small cock and cunt closer to his face. Seungmin sniffs, pressing his mouth against the skin of Felix’s inner thigh.

“You’re ready for another round again, aren’t you?” Felix asks. “You’re so fucking hot.”

Seungmin licks his thigh. “I don’t see why I have to hold you up in this position,” he groans, “I could just keep fucking you—I’ll knock you up either way. Stuff you full.”

Felix’s little cock beads precum at the tip, his cunt oozing out slick, mixing with the release Seungmin buried in him earlier. “Ah, fuck—Seung— you can’t just say things like that.”

“Yeah, I can,” Seungmin grins, moving his mouth from Felix’s thigh to lick over his cunt, between his folds. He soaks his tongue in the slick, rubbing his nose against Felix’s cock. Seungmin licks a fat stripe up from Felix’s hole, sucking down the slick and his own cum that spills out. Felix shakes in his hold, nowhere to move.

“Are you done with this position now?” Seungmin pulls his face away, chin shiny with slick. “Can I fuck you again?”

Felix moans, light and breathy. “Yeah, please.” he laughs, thinking about their future where there’s a mini-Seungmin running around. He touches the bite mark on his hip, grounding himself, while Seungmin pushes his legs open, sliding his cock deep inside Felix’s cunt. He moans around the thrusts, muscles sore, but rocks into the movement, delirious with pleasure as Seungmin stuffs him full.

“More,” he begs, tangling his fingers in Seungmin’s hair, looking up into his eyes, “more.”

Seungmin grins, and gives Felix what he wants.