"No," Leonhardt answered, and the next thing Kaelith knew, he was dropped into a cold bath of water.
"Fuck!" Kaelith's eyes flew open as the icy shock surged through him. A moment ago, he was burning alive in a furnace of heat, writhing in desperate need, and now he was submerged in a freezing river, like being torn between two extremes.
His senses began to return, and he focused on the voice that had anchored him back to reality.
"Leonhardt…" he muttered, blinking up at the figure standing above him.
"I can't take advantage of someone who isn't in their right mind," Leonhardt said, his voice calm and measured. "So, to manage an Omega in heat, I drop them in cold water." He smiled slightly, watching Kaelith move around in the bath.
