"Then what's...oh." Eddie's nose gives away the secret, and he puts his hand between Steve's thighs to confirm his hunch. His fingers come away sticky with slick- the rich, citrusy, spring time scent of it heavy and delightful when he licks it from his own skin.

Steve is absolutely soaked with it. The sheets below him are damp too, and Eddie's brain goes fuzzy with images of his beloved humping their marriage bed in a wild heat, all alone without his alpha to make it all better.