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(yay~)

In fact the alpha was busy doing exactly what the assistant had been doing on his husband: he was fixing his shirt, not too happy with the buttons stretching over his bump. While Nate was busy glaring at hte assistant, he was himself busying looking at the omega as he moved around.

"You're tired? Shall we wrap this up immediately? I know we have several good shots already..." The alpha said with much concern, hovering over his omega and covered his bump with his large palm, caressing it lightly. "Is the nausea coming back? babe, you know we can stop anytime..." he said not even noticing that the girl had left them.

They had come to sit down in front of the table, on the inssitence of Muarice, and were posing to look at each other, face in palm, with much love between them. There was no faking of such soft gazes. Maurice might not have noticed the reason for his omega to become agitated, but instinctively he was sensnig something, and subconsciously he made more physical touches and was pressing closer to Nate in general. They reached out to hold hands, while gazing at each other, and without any prompts from the photographer, Maurice leaned forward to press a kiss on Nate's forehead.