Eventually Eddie's omega breaks away to ask his alpha; "Can I wash your hair?"
Steve probably saw a dozen places before landing on this one, typically walking in and out of appointments before Eddie even finished looking at the entryway closet.
But this one...This one was theirs in under a minute.
Steve probably saw a dozen places before landing on this one, typically walking in and out of appointments before Eddie even finished looking at the entryway closet.
But this one...This one was theirs in under a minute.
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"It's perfect," he said, winking at Eddie's stunned face.
'You're perfect,' he'd thought, too shy to say it aloud
Eddie hardly knows - he's been dozing off, lulled by the circles of
Steve exhales right at his temple like a bull. "You're always tender."
Eddie glares. "No I'm /not/," he scoffs, alpha sensibilities suddenly poked and prodded
Eddie relents, not just because his touch turns to a circling press, not just because when he eagerly scrambles out, Steve stills him first so he can patiently dry every inch with the expensive towels that Eddie