Page 88 of Shifter Omegaverse AU

There was no way Rowan would be able to reach under all the layers of Milo’s dress to stroke them. Hopefully one day he could lay Milo back on the bed and stroke them while he watched them come all over themself, but not today.

“Touch yourself for me.”

“I…mmmm…can’t…” Milo whined, their hands tangled hopelessly in the sheets above their head.

Rowan had just enough stamina left to shove Milo forward so that with the next several thrusts, Milo’s dick dragged against the towel below them.

“Rowan!” Milo shouted, coming with a sob and tightening all around Rowan.

“Milo,” Rowan groaned.

Milo’s entire body shook as Rowan came, and they continued to tremble as Rowan pulled out and tied off the condom. His hands were tingling all over, and they were sweaty from being buried in the thick fabric for so long, but he forced himself to put his hand back down on Milo’s back.

“Still feeling a lot?” he asked, trying to use the nonjudgmental tone Riley used with him when he used to get overwhelmed in college.

Milo nodded, contorting their body so they could remove the towel from underneath them while still keeping Rowan’s hand on their back. The other nifty thing about Milo’s backless underwear was that all of the mess would be contained. It probably wasn’t very comfortable, though.

Rowan waited until Milo’s shaking finally stopped, probably a good five or so minutes, before asking, “Do you want to take a shower?”

Milo looked over their shoulder, their eyes wide and still glistening with the remnants of tears. Rowan’s hawk gave an urgent kee-aww, and Rowan accepted his fate.

“It has two shower heads. We could shower togeth—”

Before he could even finish, Milo had darted off the bed, tossing their dress in one direction and their boxers in the other. “I have never wanted anything more in my life than to shower with my 4G, triple S!”

Rowan gingerly stepped through the carnage that was now the bedroom floor. “I know what Triple S is, but what’s 4G?”

Milo froze, their ass sticking up in the air as they pulled two towels out from where they were folded neatly under the sink. Rowan couldn’t help but stare at the pink marks his fingers had left on their hips. His hawk preened and lifted up one of his taloned feet.

When wild hawks mated, part of their mating dances involved landing on each other’s backs mid-flight. Though it wasn’t the purpose of their dance, their talons would often scratch and mark their mate. When hawk shifters mated, their fingernails would shift into talons, and they would mark their mate’s back. There wasn’t a specific place they had to leave their mark, but as Rowan stared at Milo’s bare back, he decided right above the cute dimples in their lower back would be perfect.

“I would love to answer that question for you, but my pony thinks the reason you’re staring at my ass is that you want to see their tail, and is trying very hard to shift right now,” Milo said, wiggling their butt like they couldn’t help themself. “Assuming that is not what either of us wants, I’m going to focus on keeping them under wraps.”

Rowan was still curious, but he could always ask them again later. “We probably shouldn’t shift in the bathroom, but if you want to shift later today, or at any point this weekend, please feel free to. I’m probably going to go on a quick flight after this—if that’s okay.”

Milo straightened up and turned away from Rowan as they said, “Of course, sweetheart. I know that’s why we’re here.”

Rowan’s hawk lowered his foot and tilted his head in concern.

“We’re also here to spend time together,” Rowan said, following Milo into the shower. He turned the knobs, adjusting the temperature until warm water was streaming from both showerheads. “If you’re worried about me being gone, I can try to keep my flights short?”

“No, no, it’s fine. Seriously,” Milo said, but they still wouldn’t look at him. They turned their face up into the stream of water, and Rowan watched as all evidence of what they’d just done disappeared down the drain.

“Okay. If you need anything from me this weekend, though, please don’t hesitate to ask. I want this weekend, and my cabin, to be for both of us.”

Milo pulled their head out of the spray and gave Rowan a soft, but genuine-looking smile. “Okay. I will, I promise.”

After they finished showering, Rowan invited Milo to come outside and shift with him, but the sun had already set, and Milo stepped one toe outside into the cool night air and opted to stay inside instead.

Rowan tried to let go of his worries and give his hawk a fulfilling flight, but he couldn’t help but wonder if Milo would actually stick to that promise.

His worry only deepened when he returned home, and Milo didn’t voice any opinion on dinner or, more importantly, dessert.

“Do you want to watch a movie? Or are you ready for bed?” Rowan asked after Milo finished the bowl of ice cream he’d served them.

“I think—” Milo interrupted themself with a yawn. “I might need to go to bed early. You’re welcome to stay up, though. It won’t bother me.”

“I’ll probably just read,” Rowan said, walking over to the in-wall shelves lining the fireplace.