05-16-2019, 11:48 AM
(haha and somehow the situation made me thought of Megan Markle... though, can't say I'm too supportive of her myself LOL)
Maurice chuckled and went ahead to hug Nate from behind. "What about i hold the other end...." he whispered so lightly only the two them could hear. "You know, help you aim...." he nibbled on his ear and what started off as a playful tease, now became a serious suggestion that Muarice was contemplating. As always, he found his desire hyped up whenever he was close to Nate... it was almost a calling from deep within his body, a yearn from his soul to be close to his mate....
He kissed his ear. "what do you say...?" he said holding Nate on his lower abdomen, where a tiny little life was almost certainly resting in, growing and thriving, very likely concevied from that first night they spent together which would make it 6 weeks old. Already, Maurice found his hand glued to the area, already imagining how great - but at the same time daunting - the future could be.
He chuckled feeling Nate squirm in his arms, and went ahead to run his hands playfully along the fly of Nate's pajama bottoms. He had long discovered how ticklish Nate was, and had made use of it to his advantage... a part of him was rather eager to really head into the toilet with Nate, assisting in the process.. but well, his omega was timid. He wouldn't want to push too far and risk making him upset.
Maurice chuckled and went ahead to hug Nate from behind. "What about i hold the other end...." he whispered so lightly only the two them could hear. "You know, help you aim...." he nibbled on his ear and what started off as a playful tease, now became a serious suggestion that Muarice was contemplating. As always, he found his desire hyped up whenever he was close to Nate... it was almost a calling from deep within his body, a yearn from his soul to be close to his mate....
He kissed his ear. "what do you say...?" he said holding Nate on his lower abdomen, where a tiny little life was almost certainly resting in, growing and thriving, very likely concevied from that first night they spent together which would make it 6 weeks old. Already, Maurice found his hand glued to the area, already imagining how great - but at the same time daunting - the future could be.
He chuckled feeling Nate squirm in his arms, and went ahead to run his hands playfully along the fly of Nate's pajama bottoms. He had long discovered how ticklish Nate was, and had made use of it to his advantage... a part of him was rather eager to really head into the toilet with Nate, assisting in the process.. but well, his omega was timid. He wouldn't want to push too far and risk making him upset.