06-24-2019, 10:00 AM
(No worries at all. Sorry for my long delay as well.)
“.....just as much as you’re owned by me.” Maurice whispered. Despite Maurice’s size and strength, he was a gentle soul. Even after six weeks of spending every day with his new husband, this dichotomy still surprised Nate. But he was grateful. There were hundreds of alpha’s he could have been paired with, but Maurice, for sure was a keeper.
“Thanks, babe. I really appreciate you saying that.” Nate said, gazing up at his husband with his big, blue innocent eyes.
“Shall we go out now and give this to the nurse?” Nate said as he gave his husband another hug - his tiny arms not fully making it around the alpha’s waist.
The two walked out of the bathroom. The nurse and one of the servants were anxiously waiting outside. “All done?” The nurse asked. “I think so.” Nate replied nervously. “So when should we know?” Nate asked, handing the sample container to the nurse. “I’ll take this back to the lab. The testing shouldn’t take long. So, your results should be ready by tomorrow.” The nurse replied. “Ok, great.” Nate said.
“Thanks again.” Nate said as the servant escorted the nurse out of the parlor. Once the two were alone, Nate turned to Maurice and embraced him once more, sinking into his husband’s broad masculine body, relived, but still anxious.
“.....just as much as you’re owned by me.” Maurice whispered. Despite Maurice’s size and strength, he was a gentle soul. Even after six weeks of spending every day with his new husband, this dichotomy still surprised Nate. But he was grateful. There were hundreds of alpha’s he could have been paired with, but Maurice, for sure was a keeper.
“Thanks, babe. I really appreciate you saying that.” Nate said, gazing up at his husband with his big, blue innocent eyes.
“Shall we go out now and give this to the nurse?” Nate said as he gave his husband another hug - his tiny arms not fully making it around the alpha’s waist.
The two walked out of the bathroom. The nurse and one of the servants were anxiously waiting outside. “All done?” The nurse asked. “I think so.” Nate replied nervously. “So when should we know?” Nate asked, handing the sample container to the nurse. “I’ll take this back to the lab. The testing shouldn’t take long. So, your results should be ready by tomorrow.” The nurse replied. “Ok, great.” Nate said.
“Thanks again.” Nate said as the servant escorted the nurse out of the parlor. Once the two were alone, Nate turned to Maurice and embraced him once more, sinking into his husband’s broad masculine body, relived, but still anxious.