How could Remi say no to that? Dimitrios knew exactly where his weaknesses were, and how to exploit them. Remi gave in with a small nod, and smiled when Dimitrios leaned down and gave him a soft kiss. He led them back out to his car and added the shopping bags he was carrying to the already ridiculous amount that were taking up the back of Dimitrios' SUV.
The shopping continued, and Remi didn’t protest again until Dimitrios tried to take him into the Gucci store. Remi stopped, and Dimitrios did too, when the hand in his jerked him to a halt. Remi was looking at the storefront with wide eyes and parted lips.
Remi didn’t know that much about fashion, not like Maddox did, but he knew enough to know that Gucci was expensive… like hundreds-of-dollars-for-a-single-item kind of expensive. There was no way he could let Dimitrios spend that kind of money on him.
“Why did you stop, Baby?” Dimitrios asked, turning to him.
“This… is a Gucci store.”
Dimitrios laughed. “I know. I can read.”
“It’s really expensive.” Remi whispered, looking at him pleadingly.
“You’re worth it, sweetheart.” Dimitrios answered, reaching up to tuck a strand of blond hair behind Remi’s ear.
“But…”
Dimitrios' hand slid around the back of Remi’s neck and pulled him in close, so the alpha could growl lowly into his ear, fingertips digging into the soft skin of his neck.
“Are you talking back to me? I thought you said you were going to be a good boy? Do I need to punish you?”
Remi felt a lick of simultaneous fear and arousal burn him from the inside, making him shiver. His whole body felt too light and a little numb as his heart raced and he felt the blood rush to his face.
“N-no… sorry.”
“That’s what I thought.”
Remi allowed himself to be led into the store and he tried on item after item of clothing with price tags that made his head hurt to even think about.
When they checked out, Remi saw the total and cringed internally at the amount of money Dimitrios was spending on him. He’d bought him an assortment of clothes and shoes, and a new backpack that, if Remi was right, cost close to two thousand dollars.
How much money exactly did Dimitrios have? Remi realized that it must be a lot, because he’d already paid him fifteen thousand dollars, and he was dropping cash on him like it was going out of style.
They cycled through several more designer stores, each one carrying a price tag that had Remi’s stomach clenching in sympathy for the alpha’s bank account. They had to make another trip back to the car, piled high with bags and boxes.
Remi was tired of shopping. They had been at it for hours, but as Dimitrios pulled him back inside, and into an upscale department store, the alpha headed for the shoe section. Remi was much more interested all of the sudden.
Dimitrios led the way through the store to a display of high heels, all of which were Christian Louboutin. Remi rushed forward and ran soft fingertips over the pretty shoes, looking at them with a desperate kind of longing, picking them up and studying the perfect red soles. He shivered as Dimitrios stepped up and wrapped his arms around him from behind, leaning down to whisper into his ear.
“Pick out whatever you want, Baby. And if I think you’re holding back, I’m going to spank you when we get home. Understood?”
Remi made a soft sound. He hadn’t meant to let it escape, but it had traitorously slipped past his lips. He immediately bit his lips to stop further betraying noises. He felt the alpha’s warm breath against his neck as he chuckled darkly, arms wrapping around him tighter.
“Oh… does my Baby want to get spanked? Does that turn you on, pretty boy?” Dimitrios asked quietly, lips dragging over his neck.
“N-no…”
Remi didn’t know why he was lying, all he knew was that he was feeling the warm tide of heat gather in his belly as his body reacted to the mix of Dimitrios' words, his voice and the feel of his lips on his neck. He didn’t want to get wet right now. He was in public and they weren’t planning to do anything sexual at the moment. He just wanted to finish shopping and go back to Dimitrios' apartment where they could actually do something about it… possibly while he wore his new high heels.
“I think you’re lying to me, sweetheart.” Dimitrios said, stepping forward a little closer so that his hips pressed into Remi from behind and he could feel that the alpha was getting hard. “It turns me on too, Baby. It doesn’t have to be a punishment… I could just give you some light smacks that wouldn’t hurt you too badly. I bet your ass looks divine when it’s all red and flushed from getting spanked. So… tell me the truth. I just want to know.”
Remi felt a slight wetness gathering at his entrance; he needed to derail this situation as soon as possible, before he was properly wet and smelling like slick for the entire mall to witness. He set the shoe back on the rack and turned in Dimitrios' arms to look up at the alpha. Remi knew his cheeks were flushed and his pupils probably dilated, but he knew how to get Dimitrios to stop. The alpha had given himself away with his little show of jealousy in bed that morning. He did have a weakness, one that only Remi could exploit.
“Okay… yes, it turns me on.” He hissed quietly under his breath, squirming in place at the look of arrogant satisfaction that looked way too good on Dimitrios. “But if you don’t stop, I’m going to get wet and all the alphas in the mall are going to be able to smell my slick…”
When Dimitrios' face fell slightly, Remi knew he’d won. Dimitrios might not be in love with him, or think of him as a boyfriend, but it was an alpha’s nature to be possessive of what they saw as theirs. Dimitrios was as susceptible to jealousy as any alpha. Remi had seen that when he’d suspected Remi of practicing his deepthroating on someone else.
“Hmm… Well, we wouldn’t want that now, would we?” Dimitrios said, looking down at him still with that heated gaze. “Alright, go ahead and pick out your shoes. We have more places to go after this.”