The Secret Omega’s Secret Baby
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Telos
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Crush
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Ace
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Raptor
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Phalen
Wow. Just wow.
Yaeger
What did I miss?
Nether
SHHHH!!!
Raeburn
So, Bruiser, which of Uriel’s clothes did you need? We can acquire them for you.
Uriel
I’m literally right here.
Bruiser looked up from his phone, his ears burning. “I... did not anticipate the chat turning into a circus.”
“Really?” Uriel rolled his eyes, but his cheeks were pink. “What did you need?”
Bruiser swallowed, a few options flickering through his mind. Then he set down his phone and prowled over to Uriel, slipping around so he was behind the mage. “I just wanted some measurements.”
He slipped his fingers under Uriel’s shirt and into his pants, catching the waistband of his briefs. Then he tugged the waistband out, just enough to see if it had a size printed on it.
Uriel’s breath hitched. “What—?”
“It doesn’t have your size,” Bruiser said, disappointed. “Is it printed somewhere else?” He tugged on the rest of Uriel’s briefs, trying to pull it all up.
Uriel snorted, batting Bruiser’s hands away. “Small, if we’re talking alpha sizes. Omega sizes... I don’t know. I’ve never tried.”
Bruiser’s heart sank. “Never?”
Uriel shrugged stiffly.
“Here,” Bruiser said. “I can look up the omega equivalent of an alpha small.”
He found the measurements when he did a search on his phone, then went back to the lingerie website to browse its size chart.
“Looks like they have your size on here,” Bruiser said. When Uriel looked at his phone curiously, Bruiser showed him the pictures of several lacy panties. “See something you like?”