So, with the initial intention of cleaning up, another round happened between them. At some point, Arren got tired and let Spade move them, and not long after, they both came together.
With both their lusts and emotions satiated, the real cleaning began. They were standing in the shower with Arren arching his back and showing his ass without shame to the alpha so Spade could clean his insides.
While he was exhausted and sleepy once more, Arren still couldn't stop his mouth from blabbering around and riling the alpha, who was very much still able to go for another round.
"Spade," Arren called, somehow hoarse, but the tone still had a hint of being well-invigorated.
"Hm?" Spade responded, explaining how he was wrong to let his guard down again around Arren. He wasn't to blame as well, since they still had the air and influence of after-sex. So, he was more or less willing to dote on his omega and answered his call each time.
