Alpha's mate is a male?!?-Chapter 143: Depth Of Love.

Meanwhile...

Jun and Rey lie side by side, as silent as never. Rey is holding Jun from behind- so close that he can feel Jun’s tension in his body.

"Babe?" Rey calls, his voice almost a whisper. "You okay?" He adds asking.

"Yeah, why?" Jun answers before asking Rey.

Rey puts on the light sitting up, and so does Jun.

"You’ve been too quiet you too, Are you alright?" Jun murmurs, turning his head to look at Rey.

Rey smirks but doesn’t immediately respond. The dim light casts soft shadows across his face, making his features look sharper, more unreadable.

"Yeah, just... forget It, forget everything, we really need to relax." Rey answers.

Jun scoffs. "Easier said than done."

Rey hums in agreement, his gaze searching Jun’s face. There’s something in the way he looks at him- like he’s waiting for something, but Jun isn’t sure what.

"You’re worried about tomorrow." It’s not a question.

Jun sighs, rubbing his face. "Of course I am. But that’s not all."

Rey watches him closely. "Then what else?"

Jun hesitates. There are too many thoughts in his head, too many emotions tangled up in the events of the past hours. He doesn’t know how to put them into words. But Rey seems to understand anyway.

"Come here," Rey murmurs, reaching for Jun’s wrist. His fingers wrap around it gently, tugging him closer.

Jun raises an eyebrow. "I..."

Rey doesn’t wait for him to finish. He pulls Jun forward, and before Jun can react, Rey’s lips brush against his.

It’s soft, unhurried, yet there’s an undeniable warmth to it, a quiet reassurance.

Jun’s breath catches.

His hands, unsure at first, find their way to Rey’s shoulders, gripping him lightly. He doesn’t pull away.

Instead, he lets himself lean into it, lets himself forget- just for a moment- that tomorrow is uncertain.

Rey’s hand moves to the back of Jun’s neck, his fingers threading into his hair as he deepens the kiss.

It’s slower than usual, more deliberate, as if he’s trying to tell Jun something through every touch, every press of his lips.

When they finally break apart, Jun stays close, their foreheads nearly touching.

"Feeling better?" Rey asks, his voice laced with amusement.

Rey watches Jun down where he’s lying under him.

The dim glow of the bedside lamp casts a golden hue over Jun’s skin, making him look effortlessly soft, yet Rey knows the fire hidden beneath that exterior.

He reaches out, fingertips barely grazing Jun’s cheek. "Mh? You Don’t wanna answer me? Tell me, are you feeling better?"

Jun meets his gaze, lips curling ever so slightly. Instead of answering right away, he shifts closer, the heat between them growing noticeable.

His knee brushes against Rey’s, deliberate and slow, as he tilts his head in that way that always makes Rey’s stomach tighten.

"No," he finally murmurs, voice smooth, teasing.

Rey’s lips twitch. "No?"

Jun hums, his fingers lazily toying with the hem of Rey’s shirt, a casual movement that feels anything but innocent. "Not even close."

Rey scoffs, shaking his head. "Oh Yeah? I thought you are terribly tired and uneasy so I thought you need some proper sleep... but now you are playing dirty? You wanna play more?"

"What if I do? Will you play with me?" Jun challenges, looking up at him with those dark, knowing eyes.

Rey exhales a short laugh, but before he can tease back, Jun shifts, moving up onto his knees, closing the distance between them even further.

He places both hands on Rey’s shoulders, his touch featherlight as he leans in.

Rey stills.

Jun is close. So close.

His breath is warm against Rey’s lips, his hands slowly sliding down Rey’s arms, fingers tracing over bare skin.

He stops just at Rey’s wrists, circling them loosely before tugging him forward.

"Have I ever mentioned to you how- hot, handsome and good looking you are?," Jun murmurs, his voice dropping just enough to send a shiver down Rey’s spine. "Sometimes I look at you and be like... damn! This bunch of hot mess man belongs to me? And I can’t help but feel good about myself."

Rey laughs, about to say how Jun’s teasing is funny, but before he does, Jun stops him with his lips. "Stop laughing, I mean what I’ve just said." Jun says Seriously. Rey swallows, his hands instinctively finding Jun’s waist. "I really love you, do you know that?"

Rey swallows hard, unable to contain his control anymore. He nodes, "Yeah, I know. And I really love you too."

Without a warning, Jun tugs Rey down onto the bed with him. Jun’s hands are already sliding into his hair, pulling him into a slow, lingering kiss.

It’s unhurried- savoring, like Jun wants to make Rey feel every second of it. And he does.

Rey sighs into the kiss, his hands roaming, tracing the shape of Jun’s back before gripping the fabric of his shirt.

He tugs slightly, just enough to expose a hint of skin, his fingers trailing over the warmth beneath.

Jun hums in approval, shifting so that he’s pressed flush against Rey, stealing whatever air is left between them.

His lips move from Rey’s mouth to his jaw, then lower, pressing teasing kisses along the sensitive skin of his neck.

Rey shudders, tilting his head slightly to give Jun more access. "Jun." His voice is hushed, breathless.

Jun pulls back just enough to look at him, eyes dark with amusement. "Hmm?"

Rey exhales, cupping Jun’s cheek, thumb stroking just beneath his eye. His voice desperate. "You are really making me needy, and now I want more of it even though I know we have a lot on our plate and we should rest for t..."

Jun cuts him with a kiss before saying, "Shut up and just do it. You talk too much. Who cares about yesterday or tomorrow? What matters is that we are here, right now, together."

Rey chuckles, flipping them and pushing Jun back against the pillows, hovering over him. "Okay baby."

And now he can hardly breath anymore- Not when Rey undressed him instantly. Not when Rey leans down and press kisses to his waiting lips and his neck and his whole upper body, Not when fingers slip to his butt, wishing to make a way.

Tonight is all about making each other feel the depth of their love. Not caring about tomorrow- at least not tonight.