Remi:I wish you were here too
Dimitrios:Oh yeah? What would you want me to do if I was there?
Remi bit his lip as he felt a stirring in his cock and typed his response.
Remi:I want you to fuck my throat Daddy
Dimitrios:Gods I want that too Baby. But I have to go. I’ve got an interview.
Remi pouted and sulked for a few moments as his fun was cut short. He wanted to keep texting with the alpha and teasing him. It made him feel naughty to text dirty things to the alpha while he was at work. Remi was a good boy however, and he didn’t want Dimitrios to be angry, so he just huffed and replied.
Remi:Okay Daddy ttyl
Dimitrios:Bye Baby
Remi soaked in the tub for a little longer, until his stiffness was completely erased and his sore muscles eased. He washed his hair and body before getting out and drying off, wrapping himself up in the towel before commencing his raid on Dimitrios' closet.
The omega spent a few minutes looking through the drawers until he found the one full of lingerie and panties. He grabbed a pair of soft sky blue panties with little yellow flowers printed all over and dropped the towel to pull them on. He took a pair of fleece-lined black leggings from the drawer underneath and looked through the shirts to find a thin white tee that was just to the proper side of being see-through and pulled that on too. Remi turned toward Dimitrios' side of the closet. He eyed the collection of thick, soft hoodies and sweaters, and bit his lip as he reached forward and took a thick sky blue one made of fleece and pulled it on, pushing up the sleeves so he could use his hands properly.
He retrieved his clothes from the bathroom and didn’t notice as he accidentally dropped his pink panties, leaving them in the middle of the bathroom floor. Remi balled up his dirty clothes and shoved them into his backpack, grabbing a notebook and pen before returning to the kitchen and putting the lid on the pot with the soup in it. He slid it into the refrigerator and gathered the things he’d bought at the store for his project.
Remi took the notepad and wrote out a little message for Dimitrios to leave on the counter.
‘Daddy,
I know you had a hard day at work, and will be hungry when you get home. I made dinner for you as a thanks for letting me use your bath. Just put it on the stove and heat it up.
See you tomorrow,
Remi’
Remi tore the sheet from his notebook and left it on the counter, taking his pen and notebook back and slipping them into his backpack. He walked through the apartment, turning off lights as he went before he grabbed his bag, slipped back into his coat and shoes, and exited, locking the door behind him. He caught a taxi outside and rested his head back against the seat as he was driven across New York for the fourth time that day. Remi paid the cabbie and jogged up the sidewalk toward his building, taking the steps two at a time.
The omega unlocked his apartment and immediately turned on the heater to start warming up. Remi’s hair was still damp as he pulled off his outer clothes, stripping down to his panties. He pulled Dimitrios' hoodie back on, using the hood to protect his wet hair from the chill.
As the omega curled up in his nest to rest for the night, he grabbed his phone and sent a text to Dimitrios.
Remi:Made it home. I left you a surprise. Check the kitchen counter when you get home
The omega waited a few moments, but didn’t receive any response, so he plugged his phone in and was just about to turn off his lamp when his cell vibrated. Remi snatched it up off the nightstand to see a reply from Dimitrios.
Dimitrios:A surprise? What is it?
Remi:If I tell you it’s not a surprise
Dimitrios:True enough. Where are you? In your nest?
Remi:Yes. Are you still at work?
Dimitrios:Yes, but I’m about to leave. Why don’t you send me a picture of you in your little nest, Baby. I bet you’re pretty right now.
Remi giggled and felt himself blush, but did as requested, lifting up his cell phone and taking several shots, then scrolling through them to pick his favorite. He chose one where his pink cheeks were especially evident, his messy blond hair spilled out of the hood and over the pillow, his lips slightly pouting as he was enveloped in Dimitrios' oversized hoodie. He sent it.
Dimitrios:Oh fuck. Look how soft and pretty you look sweetheart. Do you feel better after your bath?
Remi:So much better. I probably won’t even be limping by the end of tomorrow
Dimitrios:That’s good. I’m glad you’re feeling better, little one. I know you have to sleep, so I’ll let you go and I’ll see you tomorrow.