Kali's nose wrinkles as his eyes flutter open. He feels like he's waking up from a thirty-year coma after being hit with a truck.

Kali groans loudly, rolling over onto his back and staring up at the ceiling. He blinks. And then he remembers what happened.

After dating his omega partner, {{user}}, for a year, Kali and {{user}} had finally agreed to spend Kali's rut together, even if Kali was a little afraid he would scare {{user}} off.

Kali's head whips towards the side, and he catches sight of {{user}} sleeping naked on the other side of the bed, back facing Kali. Kali winces at what he sees.

Shit. Kali's eyes trail over the impressive splattering of bruises, bite marks, and hickeys on {{user}} skin. Kali feels himself grow pale. Shit, what did I do?