The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra
Chapter 194: Breakfast

Chapter 194: Breakfast

"Spade!" Arren smiled as he called the alpha’s name, holding a tray in his hand. Spade seemed to be lost in thought when he came in and woke up from his voice.

The alpha looked at him, and his gaze lowered, looked at what Arren was holding. Before he could say anything, Arren was already close to the bed, and he winked at Spade.

"I made you a healthy breakfast," he said with a smile, and he put the tray on the bed while sitting beside Spade. "You need it to recover quickly." Of course, Spade was already mostly recovered though, but he was still a bit worried. The alpha had just woken up from a few days of coma, after all.

He then laughed and leaned forward to whisper in Spade’s ears, as the corners of his lips arched up in a mischievous manner. "Omegas can prepare a breakfast in bed for our alphas too."

His eyes glinted into a slit, teasing but alluring at the same time. It made Spade’s heart itch, and he momentarily forgot all of his problems. When he was with Arren, Spade could really relax his mind and heart.

The alpha’s arm snaked in Arren’s waiting, pulling him closer. He turned around, and their eyes met, their faces so close that they could feel each other’s breath.

Arren’s gaze lowered, landing on Spade’s lips, he couldn’t help but subconsciously lick his lips before lifting his gaze and returning to the alpha’s eyes. His eyes widened slightly, knowing that Spade was aware of what he just did or what was on his mind at that moment.

Their eyes met, and silence enveloped them. No, rather than awkward silence, it was more of a sensation they had been yearning for after they became apart. Yes, a silence that was tinged with longing and desire.

Actually, it wasn’t important who initiated it first, as the next moment they were kissing each other passionately. Spade had already picked up Arren, who now sat in his lap. His arms wrapped around Arren, pressing them even closer. His left hand traced the omega’s body while the right was placed on the other’s nape.

Arren also hooked his arms around the alpha’s neck; his hands stroked and brushed Spade’s hair, somehow pulling them in his fingers, while his legs locked around the alpha’s waist.

This position showed just how much the two missed each other as they desperately deepened their kiss, holding each other tightly. Their lips sucked at each other, not quite playing with their tongues but more of slowly tasting the lips of one another.

They poured out the longing and love in that kiss, the emotions of trust, the panic, and even the frustrations that flowed with the wind the moment their eyes locked with each other.

It was a passionate kiss filled with emotions indeed; it didn’t ignite one’s lust but deepened their love and devotion instead.

A few minutes had passed before that long and deep kiss ended. They withdrew from the kiss, not exactly pulling their faces away from being close to each other. Their heavy breaths and satisfied sighs simultaneously sounded in the room.

Arren’s eyes, which were half-lidded, and his expressions were still affected by what transpired between them. He licked his lips and bit them, then touched Spade’s lips, which were now extremely red from being sucked by him, his eyes glinted at the sight.

Spade’s darkened eyes were also looking at him, always fixed on him. There was some amusement in those amber pupils, despite their obvious hunger. The alpha couldn’t help it and playfully bit Arren’s finger that was on his lips.

Arren was startled at first, but he didn’t pull his finger away from Spade’s mouth; instead, a mischievous smile appeared on his lips. As he looked at the image of how Spade looked at him and even the way the alpha bit his finger, there was a tingling sensation that suddenly played in his stomach, awakening his playful mind.

Tightening his hold on the alpha before he whispered in his sweet voice, "I said I made breakfast in bed for you, not that I’m your breakfast." He paused and laughed after seeing Spade’s reactions, how he loved riling up the alpha until he really unleashed his beast.

He then continued, with much allure in his voice, low and tickling the desire within Spade. "Well, it’s fine with me. I can also be your breakfast if you want, Your Majesty."

Spade knew that the moment Arren called him by that address, his antics couldn’t be stopped anymore if he still played alone. And in the end, it would always be his loss. It wouldn’t matter to him anyway, he would always make sure that Arren was the winner.

The alpha stopped biting him and instead gave him a peck on his chin, a trace of a smile on his lips, and said, "I prefer dinner... We can have the night."

Arren, who was always teasing the alpha, could never get used to how Spade just casually answered and flirted with him every time. It was too much, really!

And so that ended there, although he teased Spade, Arren wasn’t also getting serious since he really was worried for Spade. And rather than offering himself to be eaten, Arren would love for the alpha to eat what he prepared instead.

After devouring each other’s faces, Spade finally ate what he had cooked. The atmosphere between them was much lighter this time. Arren wasn’t bringing up issues as well and only enjoyed being with Spade.

He knew that after this day, Spade was needed once more in the palace, and he had responsibilities he should take care of that were left pending again because of his absence.

Arren was very understanding of these matters, that was also the reason why he still chose to stay in the mansion for another week and gave Spade the time to really focus and not get in the way of his work.

And as he expected, after only a day, Spade left and returned to the palace. Arren was yet again alone in the mansion; he was staring at the high ceiling and becoming absentminded because of boredom.

"What’s wrong this time?" the graceful voice that sometimes irritated him rang, pulling him out of his thoughts after yet another heavy sigh.

He pursed his lips, turned his head, and looked at Rave, who was now doing something on Arren’s laptop that he had borrowed for a while. It had been two days since Spade left, and he also brought Mr. Ivo along.

With his father also gone during the day, the two were left alone in the mansion. Somehow, after everything that happened, Arren really became a shut-in again. At first he missed the outside world, but gradually he became used to this kind of life again, where he was always at home.

Arren realized that he didn’t know if that was a good thing at all! Well, yeah, with their situation, Arren avoiding trouble was the best of both worlds for all of them. But damn, he was really bored.

"Rave," he called the omega’s name, his voice low and lazy.

"Mm?" The white-haired omega didn’t even lift his gaze from the laptop and only responded with a hum.

Arren narrowed his eyes, a bit annoyed by his reaction, but he still calmly said what was on his mind. He really envied Rave sometimes; he always looked calm and graceful. Could he ever get bored? But considering he was trained and worked as a royal attendant, which had the strictest requirements for discipline, perhaps he was used to it now.

"What are you doing?" he asked, starting with a simple question. Instead of being bored out of his mind, why couldn’t he pester Rave instead? It sounds like a good plan.

"Checking on reports," Rave simply replied, still not leaving his gaze from the screen. Arren didn’t mind and continued asking.

"Report on what?"

"Investigation."

Arren’s brow arched up; he knew that Rave had his own little organization and subordinates under him as well. But that was his knowledge from the book, but the omega had yet to mention it to him, so he didn’t know what to say next. Was it right for him to ask?

However, realization dawned on him that, as Rave answered him, it seemed like he would answer all his questions unless he couldn’t. A small and soft smile appeared on his lips, they were really on this point, huh?

He chuckled casually, "You have subordinates reporting to you?"

Arren only said it as a casual joke, but Rave still responded to him.

"I have... but only a small group."

Now, this really surprised him. Rave was not holding back from telling him these. However, now that they are in the same boat, Arren should anticipate it from now on.

He didn’t ask anything yet after that; he thought it was not appropriate to ask what the report was. Arren was lying, he didn’t want to ask. He was sure their investigation was far behind Blanck Intel, and most of it was only about the whereabouts of Rave’s father.

He had enough of the investigation talks for now. The organization’s claws were still on his neck, and if he thought about them, he would be suffocated from fear first. He might as well not think of them.

"Rave, will you meet them?" he then asked.

Rave nodded his head, "Yes, one of these days."

A wicked thought flashed in his mind, but it was actually not advisable in his situation. Perhaps it was fine; no one would know anyway.

"Can I go with you?" he smiled and requested.

This time, Rave’s gaze finally left the screen, and he lifted his head to look at Arren. Guess, he was shocked by that request, huh.

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