This is good. The food, and Eliot's warmth against his side? It's good. It makes him feel settled, way less anxious about this whole... thing. Being an omega, and having a heat, or whatever. Setting aside the less pleasant side effects like the whole-body ache, maybe this could be okay?

"You should eat, too?" he says because he has noticed that Eliot hasn't touched his plate yet. "Y'know, if I'm going to be begging you to fuck me soon, or whatever."