He gives Nice, all prim and proper in his pure-white costume accentuated with gold embellishments, an appreciative glance, stopping to admire his slender body: perfect posture, narrow shoulders and narrower waist, graceful long limbs like those of a ballet dancer; the picture-perfect image of soft elegance any high society omega would kill to have.
"Okay. Strip, then. Show me the goods."
Hero or not, Nice's value as currency relies heavily on his omega status and people's sick desire to see him, the fourth highest-ranking omega hero in modern history, the most sought after among the top five, come undone under them.
"It'll be my pleasure," Nice murmurs, voice sweet and calm as he bows in a foolish display of respect.