Chapter 89: Don’t go anywhere without me
It was almost dawn when Knox finally lost consciousness from weary.
Looking down at his still erect manhood, Azrael sighed in dismay. He was too excited that doing it once or twice wasn’t nearly enough. If Knox hadn’t fallen asleep, he could still be hovering above him, while thrusting nonstop inside him. Staring at Knox’s naked body sprawled in his bed, his shaft only throbbed harder.
"F*ck," Azrael groaned, disappointed in himself. He quickly stood from the bed, fearing that he might do something regretful again. He went to the bathroom and finished. After that, he took a towel and basin of water, returned to his bed, and started wiping Knox’s body.
He also cleaned the room, picked up all the used tissues and rubbers, folded their clothes and put them over the table, took his most comfortable shirt, and put it on Knox. Afterward, when everything that he was certain Knox would take care of once he woke up was taken care of, he lay beside him with a light and joyful heart.
He gathered Knox to his arms, combed his hair, and whispered sweet nothings that the omega wouldn’t even hear. Pausing in the middle, a smile tugged on his lips, mumbling to himself, "If I can see myself in the mirror, I might have difficulty recognizing myself, since I’m sure I looked like a loving and gentle bastard smiling foolishly right now. God, Knox...you see what you did?"
He lifted Knox’s sleeping face and softly planted a kiss on his slightly opened lips. Brushing Knox’s hair away and tucking it behind his ears, Azrael realized he couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
He chuckled, admitting how lovestruck and obsessed he was with Knox. To the point of not wanting to sleep and just watch Knox until he wakes up, in fear that he’d disappear again.
Azrael intended to do so, however, as Knox snuggled closer and wrapped his hand around him while mumbling his name, Azrael felt like he was lulled, enchanted, and hypnotized to fall asleep.
He yawned and heard Knox again.