Gabriel was still trying to figure out how it had come to this. He'd been docile… accepting the fitting, nodding through discussions, and even approving the flawless designs for two suits and a robe without a single complaint.
Gloria had asked him to wear a sample robe with the same cut for the day, just to test the fit and movement. It fit him perfectly. Too perfectly. And that… that was the problem.
Gabriel's knuckles whitened as he gripped the edge of Damian's desk, the solid wood creaking under the force. His body trembled, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as Damian's cock plunged into him. The room was thick with their combined scents. Damian's musky alpha dominance clashed with Gabriel's sweet omega submission, a heady mix that made their bond hum with pleasure.
