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Nate reacted so eagerly to his touches, Maurice smiled warmly at the omega. Each moan and gasp were fuelling his desire. Maurice was having a hard time controlling himself, but the love and care he had for the little omega excelled.

By the time both fingers were in Nate, the omega was almost fully opened. Slick was abundant and one could hear sloppy sounds as the thrusting of Muarice's fingers. At the sudden sitting up of the omega, Maurice wasn't sure what was wrong at first. "What is it little one?" he asked, sitting back slightly in case one of his actions had startled the smaller man. He watched him looked under his own hips, and wondered what was wrong.

"What is it?" he prompted again, only to see his husband looking up at him with that confused and innocent look. He eyed the bed again and saw the large patch of wetness. "hmm... do you know..." he murmured, pressing his face closer to Nate's. ".. that some would consider how 'wet' the omega is, as an indicator of his fertility?" he smirked, closing the distance to peck on nate's sweet lips. "i dont personally think there's a relation, but then again... that's a very lovely thing that your body can do. Makes it easier...." he said, lifting Nate up from the bed. He landed the omega on his lap, his hardness pressed against his opening.