Chapter 194: Breakfast
"Spade!" Arren smiled as he called the alpha’s name, holding a tray in his hand. Spade seemed to be lost in thought when he came in and woke up from his voice.
The alpha looked at him, and his gaze lowered, looked at what Arren was holding. Before he could say anything, Arren was already close to the bed, and he winked at Spade.
"I made you a healthy breakfast," he said with a smile, and he put the tray on the bed while sitting beside Spade. "You need it to recover quickly." Of course, Spade was already mostly recovered though, but he was still a bit worried. The alpha had just woken up from a few days of coma, after all.
He then laughed and leaned forward to whisper in Spade’s ears, as the corners of his lips arched up in a mischievous manner. "Omegas can prepare a breakfast in bed for our alphas too."
His eyes glinted into a slit, teasing but alluring at the same time. It made Spade’s heart itch, and he momentarily forgot all of his problems. When he was with Arren, Spade could really relax his mind and heart.
The alpha’s arm snaked in Arren’s waiting, pulling him closer. He turned around, and their eyes met, their faces so close that they could feel each other’s breath.
Arren’s gaze lowered, landing on Spade’s lips, he couldn’t help but subconsciously lick his lips before lifting his gaze and returning to the alpha’s eyes. His eyes widened slightly, knowing that Spade was aware of what he just did or what was on his mind at that moment.
Their eyes met, and silence enveloped them. No, rather than awkward silence, it was more of a sensation they had been yearning for after they became apart. Yes, a silence that was tinged with longing and desire.
Actually, it wasn’t important who initiated it first, as the next moment they were kissing each other passionately. Spade had already picked up Arren, who now sat in his lap. His arms wrapped around Arren, pressing them even closer. His left hand traced the omega’s body while the right was placed on the other’s nape.
Arren also hooked his arms around the alpha’s neck; his hands stroked and brushed Spade’s hair, somehow pulling them in his fingers, while his legs locked around the alpha’s waist.
This position showed just how much the two missed each other as they desperately deepened their kiss, holding each other tightly. Their lips sucked at each other, not quite playing with their tongues but more of slowly tasting the lips of one another.