Michael hid a cheeky grin behind a handful of popcorn as Edwardo set the movie up. This was MUCH more preferable than having a beanbag chair to himself! He snuggled in a little deeper, using Edwardo's chest as a pillow. He could easily hear Eddie's rapid heartbeat. And if he wasn't mistaken, something was definitely trying to get stiff underneath him. He wouldn't say he purposely shifted his weight to tease that particular spot some more, but to be honest that's exactly what he did.
Edwardo tried to force himself to calm down. He tried to tell himself that cuddling was a normal couple thing to do. He told himself this was no big deal, that it was no different than when Essie wanted to get in his lap.
Speaking of which, Ms. Princess Bonita Esperanza decided she needed to get in on the love too, and tried to join the two of them in the beanbag.
"Sorry girl, one at a time." Edwardo blocked her from jumping up. "Michael was here first."
She made a grumbly discontented sound and tried to get up again.
"No." Edwardo was firm. "You can go lay in the other beanbag."
She whined pathetically, looking between Michael and Edwardo, putting one paw on the beanbag, trying to make a very solid case for why she needed to cuddle with them too.
"Aww…" Michael cooed, finding it adorable. He really did kinda want Edwardo for himself right now though so he made her his own offer. "If you let me cuddle your daddy all by myself for a while, I promise I'll cuddle with you later, okay?"
She turned her puppy dog eyes back to Edwardo.
"You heard him. We can all cuddle later, but for now you have to go lay in the other beanbag."
She huffed and grumbled, but she finally gave up and went to lay in the other beanbag, finishing her protest with a noisy yawn after getting settled. Michael couldn't help but notice Edwardo had modified the compromise he'd made, including himself in this theoretical future cuddling session. He also couldn't help but notice that Edwardo finally seemed to relax underneath him, unclenching tensed muscles and sinking into the chair. Little victories.
Edwardo got the movie going and tentatively wrapped an arm around Michael's midsection. With Michael's head right under his chin, Michael's smell was coming in loud and clear. Plus, there was something different about the feeling of having Michael in his lap as opposed to when Essie was in his lap. The weight distribution was different, and once he got himself to calm down it was a very enjoyable experience. He couldn't help but think Michael was the perfect size for this.
That didn't mean he could let down his guard entirely though. He wouldn't be able to hide it if he accidentally got a boner in this situation. And it would probably be a good idea to not drop any popcorn on Michael's head. At least for the first concern, the fact that the movie they were watching was a holiday comedy without intimate scenes was a help.
Michel had no problem at all getting into the movie. This was easily the first- or second-best date he'd been on. For all his muscles, Edwardo was surprisingly comfortable to snuggle up to. Pair that with a morning of hard work, the aftermath of dealing with that damned glass elevator, and a full belly? Being held like he was while watching a comedy movie was very soothing. To top it off, getting to hear Eddie's deep laugh with his ear pressed to his chest was icing on the cake.
The first movie ended, and even with the sun down neither of them were ready for the date to be over. It was still snowing outside, and wasn't due to let up until well after midnight, not that it would make driving conditions more dangerous. The city had good infrastructure and kept the roads salted this time of year. Edwardo suggested they watch one more movie before he took Michael home, to which Michael readily agreed. Edwardo took advantage of the pause to get a bathroom break in before they started it up though.
Edwardo had to get some release if he was going to be able to keep controlling himself. Behind the bathroom door, it didn't take much at all to get himself standing at attention. The thought of Michael curled up on his lap, the lingering scent of Michael in his clothes, the various peeks of sexy underwear he'd been lucky enough to see, the thought that Michael might be wearing sexy underwear right now…
He felt he did a very good job keeping his voice down as he milked himself into the toilet. He gave his body what it wanted. A little rubdown with a paper towel soaked in cold water left him perfectly flaccid. He was in control of his urges. Once he gave in and slept with Michael, he knew there'd be no going back for him. That's how alpha and omega stuff worked, but he had his family's reputation to think about too. He wasn't going to give in until his father had given permission to.
He just couldn't figure out how to ask his father for that permission…
Michael was waiting for him when he got out of the bathroom and very eagerly resumed their previous position for the second movie. Edwardo was able to focus a little more on the cuddling this time. He even made the bold move to try and stroke Michael's hair, and was rewarded by Michael nuzzling even deeper against him. It was wonderful.
As for Michael's feelings on the matter, don't get him wrong or anything, this was really great and all, but he totally knew what Eddie was doing in the bathroom. Edwardo had to know he was one hundred percent down for sex. At this point Michael knew Edwardo had to have some kind of sexual feelings for him, but it was killing him that Edwardo wasn't acting on any of it. Well tonight, Michael planned to send him a hand-written invitation. He wanted that experience before his next heat, and having that affirmation before Edwardo disappeared for the holidays would be nice.
The second movie ended. At this point Essie was asleep next to them and the ground outside the glass atrium walls had a nice, even coating of snow. Before Edwardo had a chance to declare the date over and wrap things up, Michael put his plan into action.
"Hey Eddie, you saw that last set of photos I put out right? The ones where I'm decorating the gingerbread house?"
"Of course I did!" Edwardo gave him a squeeze. "They were very well done, just like always. You were very cute."
"The thing is, I've got some extra photos from when I did the shoot, and I'm wondering if I should put them out as a special release or something, but I'm not sure if my fans would like them. It's different from the stuff I normally do, so I was hoping to get your opinion?"
Edwardo sat up a little straighter. "Of course. Do you have them on your phone?"
Michael very innocently pulled his phone from his back pocket and pulled up the album he set up way ahead of time. He repositioned himself so Edwardo could see the screen better, and so he could get a better view of Edwardo's face to gauge his reaction. The first few pictures were relatively tame, he was just playing with the extra icing left over from the gingerbread house he'd built in the main photoshoot.
They started off with him getting some icing on his nose, progressed to licking icing off his fingers, a shot of him with icing hitting his face from a piping bag that was squeezed too hard… He discussed the composition of the photos very calmly, though it was easy to tell Edwardo was gradually having a harder and harder time keeping his composure.
Another thing, in the photo set, Michael had been wearing a button-up shirt, and with each progressive picture one of the buttons was undone. Eventually you could see a peek of red and white striped elastic. The photos got raunchier as they went on. By the time Michael's shirt was all the way off, the photo was of him in only a candy cane striped strap harness and pants, with icing smeared on his chest, all while licking an oversized peppermint stick. Edwardo had gradually stopped commenting, and Michael could feel Eddie's own peppermint stick press against him from below. If he was lucky, this crazy idea of his just might work!
"No-nobody else has- has seen these ph-photos…?" Edwardo asked finally.
Michael totally played it off. "Yeah, I wasn't sure it was something my followers would like, but I thought about offering it as a private set," he lied.
"Please don't show these to anyone else…" Edwardo insisted.
Michael played innocent and flipped to the next photo. In this one his pants were off, revealing that the harness went all the way down, becoming a garter belt for thigh high candy cane striped socks and matching panties.
Eddie swallowed hard, damnit Michael wasn't making this easy… "They're very… creative. The pictures…"
Creative was putting it mildly! Edwardo thought Michael was drop-dead gorgeous in the photos! He was so incredibly turned on right now, but completely frozen in indecisiveness. There wasn't much blood left upstairs for cognitive thinking anymore.
"Wait, I've got one more!" Michael said excitedly. "I'm kind of proud of this one, it was hard to do!"
He flips to a photo of him shot from behind. The name "Edwardo" is written on an exposed ass cheek in icing.
Edwardo was almost panting. On that little phone screen was his greatest sexual fantasy come to life. Michael, his tiny, cute, little Dolcito, was in an amazing set of lingere… And all this was clearly put together just for him… And the person in those photos was right in front of him. On his lap- No! Michael was straddling his lap now! Those eyes of his were such a gorgeous blue…
"So, what are we?" Michael asked. "Am I your boyfriend, or just some omega you like to go on dates with?"
Edwardo couldn't think straight. He pulled Michael in for a kiss, and both willingly started tongue fighting, Michael started grinding on him, and his body refused to hold back anymore! A desperate sound he couldn't control escaped his very occupied lips, and practically his whole body tensed up as he found his release.
Michael couldn't help but grin. This was going way better than he could have ever hoped. Edwardo was panting underneath him, and he could feel the dampness of Eddie's ejaculate seeping through his own pants. He was getting fairly slick himself. Time to seal the deal!
Michael stripped off his shirt, revealing that he was wearing the same elastic harness from the photoshoot. He even threw in a nickname he picked up from the internet.
"No fair, Papi! I wanna cum too!"
Edwardo was trying desperately to catch breath. If he wasn't careful, he would lose to instinct and ravage Michael on the spot. Which wouldn't be such a good idea in a glass atrium into which his closest neighbor could most definitely see.
Michael leaned in provocatively to whisper, "I want you inside me, Papi…"
The tongue wrestling resumed. Edwardo stood up awkwardly from the beanbag, holding Michael tight against him. Michael helpfully wrapped his legs around Edwardo's waist as they took a somewhat crooked and stumbling path further into the house. Princess Bonita Esperanza had woken up at some point during all this, and was eagerly bouncing around them, whining and yipping in her excitement. She probably didn't know what was going on, but if her people were excited, then she was going to be excited too!