Eddie growls at the suggestion, nipping Steve's hip before he rolls his thumb across the omega's swollen sex. "I'm obsessed with how you smell, Stevie. And how you look. And especially how you feel and taste."

Eddie decides he simply can't wait for Steve to lay down. He drops his head down and licks a path down from Steve's tailbone all the way to what he can reach of the omega's drenched cunt. His fingers fumble to spread open pink folds as he laps at the incredible, familiar and addictive heat.