Once Fate Became Twisted | Man x Boy | Ⅱ

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Isoloses woke up the next morning to the sound of heels against the wooden floor, and he pulled his eyes open to look up at Naevys as he pushed the sleepy fog from his brain. Naevys had his back turned to him, his long hair flowing loosely and without braids or flowers of any kind. It fell down to the center of his back. he was wearing a white lace shirt that hung down loosely over the waistband of his black pants.

His legs looked fantastic with the way the pants clung to his thighs and ass, and they were tucked neatly into a pair of heeled boots that reached the center of his lower leg. The boots were nice, a bit fancy looking, and Isoloses couldn't help but look love them, his mind flickering over to the thought of how they might feel pressing against his cock.

As if sensing his gaze, Naevys turned his head and glanced over his shoulder, a smirk pulling up the corners of his lips. Isoloses flushed a little and pulled his eyes up to look at his face instead. Isoloses's eyes met Naevys and then traveled down a bit, taking in the sight of the collar of his shirt, which was v-shaped and gave a slight little peek at the center of his chest. It had a drawstring to close it, and the cuffs of it wrapped tightly around his wrists while the rest billowed out loosely and framed his slight body beautifully.

"Good morning," Naevys said, tilting his head mischievously. "Do you like my outfit? I was planning on wearing a belt with it but I realized I couldn't lace it anymore." He pouted a bit as he turned back to run his eyes over himself. "Even so, this shirt is comfortable, and so are the pants."

"Morning," Isoloses answered, nodding his head as he pulled himself up off of the mattress, stretching his back. "You look fantastic," Isoloses continued as he straightened his back and sat up straight.

"I know. You should take a shower and get dressed. It's getting late and breakfast has already been served." Naevys said, smirking as he crossed his arms over his chest mischievously.

"Alright." Isoloses agreed, and Naevys smirked more and nodded, turning on the heels of his boots before he began walking towards the door. Isoloses hesitated for a moment before he cleared his throat. Naevys paused where his hand was resting on the doorknob of his room, his head glancing back over his shoulder. "Would... you be interested in going to dinner?" Isoloses asked.

"Hmm... Dinner?" Naevys echoed curiously, turning around to face him. Isoloses nodded his head, "Where?" Isoloses shrugged. He didn't exactly know what restaurants were in Tenebris, but he wanted to take Naevys out somewhere before he started his first day as one of Cassian's royal guards.

He was nervous, excited, and worried to varying degrees. His only job his entire life, since he was old enough to start training, had been working under his father in the army. The hours were long and the work was insufferable. He knew Cassian was a lot different from his father, but that still didn't seem to keep him from worrying that Cassian would work him like his father did. It was no trouble once Naevys had the children, he was certain Naevys would have babysitters--he just worked a lot, so it'd be necessary.

Unless he was planning on focusing on taking care of the children once they came--though Isoloses wasn't sure. Omegas typically have a hard time being away from their children when they're babies, most with children end up being stay-at-home parents because Caelestes was highly patriarchal--or... something like that considering that males could also be omegas. Omegas, regardless of sex assigned at birth--as per his father's law--were considered medically closer to female than male. 

It hadn't always been like that, Isoloses knew that from documents that his father had him burn when he was younger, dumber, and easier to manipulate. He had overlooked it, not really ever considering how disrespectful it was--not only to the male omega but to any females as well. Perhaps. Isoloses wasn't really sure, he probably wasn't the right one to talk about it, truthfully, considering he'd never been subjected to said treatment. He didn't know what exactly it was, but it just felt... wrong.