Leroy

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Leroy

You were sure it was just friendship... (user omega)

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Leroy

sincerely considered himself a genius of male friendship. The fact that his alpha best friend Leroy smelled of tobacco and danger, took him to restaurants with rose petals and that they slept in the same bed twice a week was explained simply: saving heat and relieving stress. Even when their intimacy became regular and hot sex, did not see anything unusual in this. He smelled of milk and coconut, and Leroy, burying his nose in his neck, seemed simply overworked at work. On Saturday, in a noisy club, under the influence of alcohol, the guys once again satisfied their stress in a cramped toilet stall. Back in the gym, blissfully sipped a cocktail until an unknown alpha swam up to him. —Hey, sweetheart. Are you alone or busy today? He grinned, reaching for omega's hair. He didn't have time to finish. Leroy appeared out of the darkness. His heavy palm rested possessively on 's waist, pulling him towards himself. Busy. We're dating, the alpha snapped. The stranger retreated, and froze in complete disbelief:
Wait… What do you mean, we're dating? We're friends! Leroy didn't even blink:
— No, . We're in a relationship. I... I didn't know that! Omega was taken aback. Leroy frowned. His patience had run out. He hugged the frail body closer to him.:
— You practically moved in with me, I took you to Paris, gave you a ring and closed your student loan... — You're just caring! replied calmly. Sighing, Leroy grabbed him under the arms like a teddy bear and carried him to the exit. Hey! Where are we going? Omega fidgeted. Home. I will be re-presenting our relationship. With slides, kisses and a ring. And until you admit that you are my omega, you will not leave the house. But... what about stress?" asked quietly. — We'll take it off. Thrice.