Page 76 of Shifter Omegaverse AU

“Check,” Milo said, and Rowan shook his head.

“I want to kiss you, but with my whole body. I…don’t think that will ever be entirely possible, but maybe I could touch your face, or you could touch mine, and it could be okay?”

“I would love that, but only if it works for us.”

Rowan swallowed hard. “I also want to do more of what we did on Saturday, except I want to be a more active participant. And I want to have penetrative sex with you. I’ve done it before. With some finagling and organizing, it is possible—and enjoyable. It just takes work.”

It also involved a fair amount of what Rowan was pretty sure Troy had meant by “distance.” Most of the time, he felt very detached when he was having sex. Historically, that had been the only way he was able to have sex at all. It was why he hadn’t hooked up with anyone in almost two years. It just didn’t seem worth it.

“Well, sweetheart, you can finagle me all you want,” Milo said, their grin wide as they pressed against Rowan’s leg. “Or I can finagle myself, and you can watch. Whatever works for us. I’m just excited to be with you.”

Obviously, Rowan had no choice but to kiss them again. And again. And a fourth time, just because he could.

“My goodness, Rowan,” Milo said, their voice breathy and their cheeks flushed. “You’re going to get me all hot and bothered. On a work night, no less.”

Rowan’s hawk fluttered his wings and began his dance. Thus far, he’d only shown Rowan four or five of the probably fifteen-plus steps. Milo was right, though. It was getting late.

“I’m sor—”

“Speaking of being excited to be with you. I brought something I thought we could play with tonight,” Milo said, popping up from their seat and scurrying over to the kitchen table.

So much for it being a work night.

Milo rummaged around before pulling out the hard plastic case. “We don’t have to do anything, if you’re not feeling it, but if you wanted a repeat of Saturday…”

Did Rowan want a repeat of Saturday? With the added benefit of whatever was in that case?

Yes. Yes, he did.

Rowan tipped his head towards his bedroom, and Milo squealed in excitement.

“Give me, like, two minutes to get ready!” they said, and they practically bounced across the apartment.

Rowan took his time putting away the food and turned off all the lights before following Milo into his bedroom.

He found Milo sprawled out across the bed, their jacket and skirt folded neatly on his desk. They were slowly stroking themself through their boxers with the plastic case open at their side.

At first, Rowan wasn’t entirely sure what he was looking at. It appeared to be a set of colorful, simple dildos, starting at the width of one of Milo’s fingers and going up to one that was nearly as big as Rowan’s dick, but not quite.

“They’re dilators,” Milo said, running their fingers over them from largest to smallest. “They’re great for prepping, and you can increase the size just like you would increase the number of fingers—but without having to actually use your fingers.”

Rowan was so surprised that the back of his head tingled, and his hawk startled out of his dancing. “You… That’s…”

Perfect. His fated mate was absolutely, unequivocally, almost painfully perfect.

“Uhm,” Milo said, their fingers stilling on their dick. “Sorry, when I said ‘you,’ I didn’t mean it has to be you. I’m more than happy to do it, and you can watch?”

All of the above. Was that an option?

“Maybe you could start?”

Milo’s grip tightened on their dick, wrinkling the light blue fabric of their boxer briefs. “Good thinking. I’ll go first like the trendsetter I am.”

If Rowan stared a beat too long at Milo’s neon green button-down, who could blame him? Paired with the bright red of Milo’s suit, it sort of reminded Rowan of cartoon watermelons.

Thankfully, all thoughts of questionable color pairings and neon fruits fled the room as Milo shimmied out of their boxer briefs. They reached for the hem of their shirt but then seemed to remember it had buttons. After fumbling with the first and struggling with the second button, they gave up with a huff and instead reached for the second-smallest dilator and lube bottle.

“Take a seat, my super sexy sweetheart. I’ve never put on a show with these before, but I’m going to do my very—”