05-05-2018, 02:13 AM
Arriving on the passenger seat safely made Elliot breathe out all anxiety he had on falling. He leaned in to the kiss on his forehead, and gave his own to the alpha's cheeks. But of course he was still very aware of the wet patches he has to hide and remained on guard on Alex not seeing them. The situation, though, made him tense and a bit stressed that he didn't notice his behavior was getting on Alex. "I'm not mad just... We need to get home." It may have sounded colder than he intended to but he was too out of it to mind.
At home, Elliot's first priority was too wipe off milk again and have a change of clothes. He began leaking again on their drive home and now the patches on his chest grew big enough to be really noticeable. He went straight to their bedroom, only sparing Alex with "Bathroom" to answer his question.
A new shirt in hand, Elliot locked himself in the bathroom. He immediately threw off his soaking shirt and began to wipe and wipe. A stack of tissues was on the sink before he finally felt dry again. He sighed. He looked at his bare chest and saw that his nipples were still swollen. He clothed himself and sat on the toilet lid, bringing out his phone. He needs to find solution to this.
The babies awoke and started kicking a storm, and Elliot might have slipped out a groan. He leaned back, pushing his belly out, and rubbed his active belly. "Shh... Daddy's finding a way to control your milk. Seriously, you must be really the eaters for you to have me produce this much. You make daddy feel like a gross cow."
At home, Elliot's first priority was too wipe off milk again and have a change of clothes. He began leaking again on their drive home and now the patches on his chest grew big enough to be really noticeable. He went straight to their bedroom, only sparing Alex with "Bathroom" to answer his question.
A new shirt in hand, Elliot locked himself in the bathroom. He immediately threw off his soaking shirt and began to wipe and wipe. A stack of tissues was on the sink before he finally felt dry again. He sighed. He looked at his bare chest and saw that his nipples were still swollen. He clothed himself and sat on the toilet lid, bringing out his phone. He needs to find solution to this.
The babies awoke and started kicking a storm, and Elliot might have slipped out a groan. He leaned back, pushing his belly out, and rubbed his active belly. "Shh... Daddy's finding a way to control your milk. Seriously, you must be really the eaters for you to have me produce this much. You make daddy feel like a gross cow."