My Shy Alpha (MxM)

Ch 10

I was still mortified by the time i had made it back home, the feeling actually increasing when i undressed to get into the shower and saw just how much slick i had produced.

He must think i'm this desperate omega with only one thing on his mind. But that wasn't it! That was the thing, i hadn't even thought about sex whilst we were kissing! Not once!

I dropped my soiled underwear and shirt into my wash basket and shuffled into the shower, the warm spray drawing a calming sigh from me.

I silently cursed my body for betraying me and for giving Hamish the wrong idea.

I didn't want to rush what was developing between us, hell, i was just as nervous about fucking it up as he was!

I didn't want to come across so eager, i didn't want Hamish to feel that he had to do anything he wasn't ready for, or feel pressured to because of how my body reacted.

He hadn't seemeed to mind the slick that had gotten onto his hand, more curious than anything. He had let me go and took a step back when i made it obvious i was uncomfortable. A small push against his chest and he gently set me down on my feet and gave me space.

I was gone in a flash, the door closing behind moments after and i was in my room in mere seconds, wanting to cry out of sheer humilation.

Now his scent was absent my body stopped producing slick but now i had the annoying task of washing it off the backs and inner parts of my thighs as well as the source of the problem.

Slick was naturally water resistant but i had to be careful with the products i used to clean it off with. An omega's 'mating passage' had a very delicate and unique pH and bioactive environment. It prevented us from getting infections and meant the 'mating passage' was self-cleaning.

The scent free and extremely sensitive soap i used only had a few ingredients and matched my pH. After my first heat my mother had given me the soap, explaining it's importance and i had used it ever since.

With a soft washcloth lathered in the soap i slowly washed off my slick, not looking forward to cleaning what was at the moment a very sensitive area.

Slick, aside from lubricating and softening also made my nerves hypersensitive.

I bit my lip when i gingerly began to wipe myself back there, my body shuddering at the intense sensations wracking my body. I cleaned myself as quickly as i could whilst still being thorough, not wanting to trigger my body to produce slick again.

After i'd washed the rest of my body i turned off the shower and stepped out, wrapping a towel around my body.

I got ready and after i sat on the corner of my now made bed, unsure what to do with myself till breakfast but also too nervous to do anything but sit and stress.

Thankfully, or unfortunately, i heard the knock at the front door and heard my mum shout my name up the stairs.

I sighed heavily and slowly made my way out of my room and down the hallway, hurrying only a little when my mum yelled my name even louder.

I reached the bottom of the stairs as my mum was inviting the Thompsons and Hamish in, my father beside me at the base of the stairs and looking with interest in the direction of the door.

Neither i nor my mum had mentioned Hamish's height, and my dad failed to hide the shock on his face when Hamish came into view.

Some of my previous embarrassment faded seeing Hamish nervously shuffle in behind Julia and Adam. He looked cute, dark jeans paired with a pale blue button-down shirt and some plain black shoes, his wavy hair still damp from the shower.