He had no idea if or what he would say to explain the bite away to medical. He suddenly knew he would refuse to go there, that he would insist on taking care of things on his own. He had done that once or twice, claiming humiliation enough that he could avoid contact and the medical staff smirking between themselves. He'd hide the bite, protect it... wait, what? No, he didn't want it... but he had it and thus it was his to keep secret.

He growled and struggled despite it being so damn ineffective, kicking his legs on either side of the Soldier's hips and thrusting his chest out as if he could throw the alpha off of him. It wouldn't work; it never worked. The kisses reduced him to mewling again, but they were like nothing that they had shared together, and he did something that he never thought that he would... he thrust his head forward and buried his face into the crook of the Soldier's neck, a plaintive and very omega gesture of accepting protection.

The knot that filled him again, thicker than ever, earned noises, and instead of fighting, his hips gave small rolls to tug the knot within him, sending pleasure cascading through him. He curled his legs around the Soldier, feeling a new patch of seed filling him up, marking and claiming him as no other had the right to. His fingers managed to get a hold of his alpha's sides and held on, his walls massaging and gripping the erection filling him with claim.

And all the while, the bite oozed blood and bond all over his skin.