"Take them off, I want you with nothing but the lingerie," he commands, before Day can get on his knees, making the omega shiver.
He helps take off his coat, taking care to put it where it won't mess up or get creased.
His pants follow, and what is left leaves him almost coming in his pants.
Day in red.
In his glory. The shirt is hiding his crotch, but he can see the bulge lifting from the shirt that is still covering his upper body.
Day is leaning on the desk, feeling shy about how Travis is looking at him, unabashedly.
He knows he looks good, but fuck. The way his alpha is looking at him is leaving him dizzy.
He lets the shirt fall off his shoulder, cascading soundlessly off him, and Travis takes it, putting it aside, and starts to suck on his piercing, pupils dilated as he finally sees him in all his lingerie glory.
