Normally hearing his boy acting like a prostitute would annoy him. Well unless he had set it up then it would excite him, but Kris wasn’t in his normal mood. No instead he had been stuck with a desperate need. His sex drive was always high but this was far above that. He needed to be fucked and fucked some more he could feel the need blazing through him and it didn’t take the slick leaking out of him that matched that need to clue him in on what someone had done. He growled frustrated that someone had managed to get him with the heat spell and even more annoyed it was an omega spell. Of course needy for cock or not didn’t change who he was. So he marched over to his boy and tore a wad of cash from his pocket aware of the spell the other was under and threw it at the boy. “Your mine. Come on. Out of those pants.” He was pretty much tearing at the boy’s pants the only difference from usual was that this time he was trying to get to the boy’s cock and not his ass.
The last thing Bradley had been expecting was to see Kris looking and acting so desperate, like he was in.. heat. The realisation soon hit him that Kris was, in fact, probably in heat. Grasping the money, Bradley shoved it into his pocket and didn’t protest in the slightest when Kristofer started tearing into his pants. For that amount of money, Bradley was up for pretty much anything. “Yes, Sir,” the fae purred, quickly getting himself out of the pair of tight jeans he’d opted for today. “Someone’s eager.”
