Chapter 168: Something hot on a rainy day [M]
The next morning, another downpour occurred, much to Knox’s dismay. But his determination to meet his family on that day didn’t falter.
They were awakened by the constant lightning flashing on their window. Azrael muttered a curse after finding out the curtains were tied on the corner, which was the reason for their sleep disturbance.
He quickly rose from the bed, afraid that the lightning flashes would awaken his son.
He expressed his desire to go back to bed and cuddle with Knoa and Knox, but the latter was already in the bathroom, and the sound of the running water was then heard. Ultimately, he just fixed the cover on the little guy and followed Knox.
"It’s just five in the morning..." he grumbled as soon as he walked inside. What had he become? He usually wakes up earlier than that, and he never complained.
Knox was wiping his face when Azrael entered, and he laughed at the pouty face of his lover. He turned on the faucet, cupped a handful of water in his hand, and splashed it on Azrael’s sleepy face. He then answered whimsically, "Go back to sleep then. Why are you following me?"
Azrael puckered his lips and rolled his eyes up, acting like he had enough. He then replied, "After doing this?" He picked his grey shirt with dark blotch due to the water and unhesitatingly took it off. He threw it on the laundry basket and approached Knox, walking like a model showcasing a pajama on the runway.
The omega raised his eyebrows, but his eyes were already focused on the walking feast before him, particularly on the pack of buns flexing at the alpha’s every movement and breath. Knox gulped, unwilling to cover or avert his eyes.
From Azrael’s stomach, Knox unconsciously traced the protruding veins that peeked on his pajama’s garter with his eyes and stopped at the part where the sun didn’t shine. A noticeable bulge was there, racking whatever in his tummy to go wild.