Once again, Savier was grateful he was drunk and could blame everything he had done on alcohol. At the very least, it could be an excuse.
Savier stumbled on his feet and was carefully put in his bed. His hand immediately reached out and almost grabbed Rylan's arm, but as he hesitated briefly, he only caught the hem of his clothes.
Rylan paused, looked at that part of his clothes which Savier had in his grasp, then shifted back to the alpha's eyes.
"I..." Savier hoarsely opened his mouth and licked his lips, finding it was dry. Rylan immediately noticed it and was about to say something, but the other beat him to it again.
Savier's pupils were darker than usual, and subtly, his pheromones seeped out. It was not in a threatening manner, gentle even.
Subconsciously, Rylan swallowed.
"What is it?" He asked, almost getting drunk with the scent.
Even if Savier did not want it to be, his pheromones as a dominant alpha were still domineering compared to typical alpha pheromones.
Obviously, Rylan would be affected, just not how omegas would.
"Can you... Help me wash up?"
Shameless. Utterly Shameless. Even Savier himself felt embarrassed, but his mind was already lightheaded from realizing the person he liked was inside his room.
The way his pheromones permeated the whole room, and then Rylan coming in as though entering his world, was like a dream, and it made him so excited inside that he forgot to suppress his pheromones for a moment.
And now, he was about to abuse the authority he had by taking advantage of Rylan's rigid personality. Savier felt so ashamed, but at the same time, he was anticipating it even more.
"Please... I can't sleep like this." Savier's tone was low, appearing too drunk. Actually, he was not even acting that much. Since he was truly feeling drunk but not from alcohol.
The dominant alpha instincts he had were crawling to be freed, wanting to possess the very person in front of him. And it was killing him that he could not do that.
Of course, Savier would not do that. So, it was making him a mess inside.
Rylan looked lost for a moment, not knowing what to do. He was a royal guard, and he was only best at fighting and protecting, so taking care of his superior personally was new for him.
Savier waited and looked at him, head almost bending forward, wanting to get closer.
What was the smell of Rylan's pheromones like? He wanted to entangle their pheromones so bad and probably more...
If only Rylan knew what was inside his mind, perhaps the other would have already bolted out and resigned right there and then.
"Rylan?" Savier called again, his tone once more sounded coy, making the other's ears itch. There was something odd about hearing a huge alpha speak in such a tone.
And yet, Rylan did not feel annoyed or weirded out hearing it from Savier. It was as though Savier even sounded natural, acting coy.
Rylan shook his head, letting the improper thoughts out of his head. He only hesitated for a moment, then helped Savier to the bathroom, supporting the other.
Savier secretly glanced at the alpha, feeling giddy inside. It seemed there was really an advantage if Rylan saw him as frail, and he was not even suspicious.
This was also true, while Savier was a dominant alpha, Rylan still saw him as someone he needed to protect, and so was not even in the slightest doubt that the other was faking it.
The bathroom was huge, and two big alphas inside would not make a difference. Savier leaned against the bathroom sink, and Rylan stood facing him. Rylan's left hand rested at his side as if prepared if Savier accidentally stumbled.
And so it looked like Savier was almost imprisoned by Rylan in this position. Although there was enough space between them, they were practically glued to each other.
Savier was undoubtedly taller and thicker in terms of build, but Rylan's straight posture and presence were not lacking either. It was especially true when he was in his element.
"I'll just wash up a bit..." Savier's eyes became unfocused for a moment, breathing slowed down. He was trying to calm down his nerves being in Rylan's close proximity.
Or more like, he wanted to suppress the inner instincts that were screaming inside of him to dominate the alpha in front of him.
For Rylan, though, he only looked concerned and attributed Savier's distracted expression to him being drunk.
Savier averted his gaze and took a deep breath. His hand reached out to unbutton the polo shirt he was wearing, fingers trembling. He pursed his lips and tried again, and this time wanted to do it with both hands.
However, as he was about to do so, a hand reached out and helped him. Savier lifted his gaze and glanced at Rylan, who was now seriously looking at the buttons of his shirt and helping unbutton them.
There were no waves in those eyes as though only doing his job, but Savier's heart was now pounding so hard that his breathing quickened. His shoulders moved up and down as a result.
When Rylan was almost halfway done, he noticed Savier's abnormal breathing and furrowed his brows, concern palpable in his eyes.
"Savier, are you okay?" His hands were still in Savier's buttons, which means around the abdomen; their skin did not touch because of the fabric between them, but Savier could still feel them.
And since most of the buttons at the top were now undone, his chest was exposed.
Savier paused, his eyes glanced at his chest, then at Rylan's hands at his abdomen, finally returning to the other alpha's eyes.
He swallowed and let out a series of curses in his mind.
Damn, damn, how could you seduce me but being clueless at the same time, Sir Rylan?
Savier cried that what he was supposed to be doing was effortlessly being done to him by the person he wanted to seduce!
"Uhm, I'm fine..." Savier let out an answer, his voice raspy.
Rylan's brow unconsciously moved up, unconvinced.
Savier bit his lips and shut his eyes firmly before opening them again. "Really, I'm..."
He stopped and made the decision as he gritted his teeth.
"I'm not fine... I'm dizzy." Savier then bent forward until his head was resting on Rylan's shoulders, and a small smile curled at his lips in a position the other could not see.
"Sir Rylan, stay with me, please."
Fuck, if he needed the award to be the best shameless alpha to get what he desired, Savier would gladly strive for it!