“Okay. Thank you. That’s very kind.”
“I also wanted to stop by a local sex shop. There are a few things I’d like to get.”
Remi’s interest was piqued. “Like what?”
“You’ll see when we get there.”
Remi wanted to question further, but kept quiet. But some sixth sense told him that it would be cruel to mess with Dimitrios right now. The alpha was on edge. Remi knew he was close to breaking, something in the set of his shoulders told him everything he needed to know about Dimitrios' current state. Dimitrios' scent was strong in the confined space of the SUV and when Remi looked down, he could see the bulge of the alpha’s erection still present in his slacks. He wanted to lean across and open his trousers and suck him off again, but he knew it wasn’t really the right time.
Remi did still want to make him feel better, so he leaned over and stretched up to press a soft kiss to Dimitrios’ cheek, nosing against him softly to share his scent. The alpha turned his face slightly and rubbed their cheeks together, scenting him and being scented in return.
“Thank you, Dimitrios.”
“You’re welcome, Remi.”
Remi had been tempted to call him Daddy, but thought it was best not to rile him up any more than he already was. He really was thankful, if a little overwhelmed by the sheer amount of money the alpha had just spent on him, and he knew they weren’t quite done. Then, Remi got a brilliant idea on how he could repay the kindness in some small way.
“Can we also stop by the grocery store on the way back to your place? I’ll cook dinner tonight as a thank you.”
“You don’t have to do that.” Dimitrios replied, voice low and husky in the confined space of the car.
Remi giggled and pressed another soft kiss to his cheek.
“Now you sound like me.” Remi teased. “I want to. I want to cook for you, and honestly I’m in love with your giant kitchen. It’s a shame that it doesn’t get used more.”
“Alright then. Let’s get all this done so I can get you back home. I’m dying to get inside you again.”
“Let’s go.” Remi said, sitting back in his seat and putting on his seatbelt.
Remi had never been measured for clothes before. Of course, he’d never had anything custom made for him either. Dimitrios had led him into the posh little boutique/tailor and introduced him to an elderly male omega named Jairaj. The man had greeted Dimitrios like a close friend and complimented Remi profusely on his beauty, telling Dimitrios that he was lucky to have found such a lovely omega. Remi wasn’t great at receiving praise, except from Dimitrios, so the comments made him blush.
Remi stood as Jairaj measured various parts of his body. First his waist, then his hips, then around the largest part of his bottom. He’d watched as the white eyebrows rose and felt a flush rise in his cheeks, as the old man seemed to talk to himself as he worked.
“Great proportions… Probably will need to use a women’s pattern for such a small waist… unless we want a more male silhouette… It would be a shame though, to hide it…”
Dimitrios was standing a bit behind them, watching as Remi was measured. The alpha spoke to Jairaj like they had been friends for a long time, answering his mumbled words.
“You might want to use a cut for women’s slacks on the bottom as well so they will look natural with high heels. Actually, make both types. Maybe one of each cut in navy blue, one of each cut in black… and one of the women’s cut in red.” Dimitrios paused again, putting a finger to his lips in thought. “And one in emerald green.”
Dimitrios couldn’t help but feel a little smug as Jairaj complimented his pretty boy. Of course, Dimitrios knew how beautiful Remi was, but he got the feeling that the omega didn’t realize it himself. Whenever he was complimented, he got shy and stuttered out a thanks with red cheeks. So cute.
The reaction that Remi had to the praise from Jairaj was mostly to stutter and bumble out words of thanks. It was very different from the way he reacted to Dimitrios’ praise. Remi seemed to soften and then bloom at Dimitrios, preening at the praise. He made a mental note to compliment him more often, shower him in praise until he was more comfortable with it. Because he deserved it, and he truly was a beauty.
“Six suits?” Remi asked incredulously. “How many parties are we going to?”
Dimitrios just chuckled.
“I tend to have a lot of events for work, so I thought we could just get you a few for some formal occasions.”
Remi supposed that it made sense. If they were going to be seen together, it would probably seem weird if he was constantly wearing the same outfit. Remi smiled a little at the idea of being seen with Dimitrios publicly, of people knowing that the alpha had chosen him. It made him feel warm and fuzzy to think about it. It didn’t matter if they weren’t really together, Remi would still be his date. Dimitrios had picked him out of all the people in the world–he’d chosen him, Remi Laroche.
Jairaj cut in before Remi could formulate a response, for which the omega was grateful.
“You want the wool and cashmere blend I use for your suits?” He addressed Dimitrios.
“Whatever you think. I’ll leave it to you to pick the styling and fabric, same with the button ups. I trust your judgment.” Dimitrios replied with a small smile.
“You had better! It’s my handiwork that’s kept you up with all those hoity-toity society types all these years.”