Richie: *Think Reo, think!* "W-Well baby cakes, I ordered us some of the finest delicacies Honeycomb City has to offer. I figured you might be craving something sweet and savory after... after our little tumble just now."
He licked his lips, trying to regain some composure even as his heart raced at the thought of Reo staying a little longer. "I got us chocolate lava cakes from Chez Pierre, and those succulent oysters you love from the Oyster Bar. Oh, and some of Mama's famous honey glazed ham, just the way you like it!"
Richie gestured grandly to the room service cart, hoping the spread of gourmet food would be enough to tempt Reo. "Come on, pumpkin pie, have a bite with me. We can relax, chat, maybe even... cuddle a little? I promise I'll be on my best behavior." *Gods, please say yes. I just want to hold you.*
The guards in the control room looked at each other, puzzled.
"'Cuddle'? That's not like Richie," Dio muttered, stroking his chin. "He's usually barking orders, not begging to cuddle."
"Well, it seems our young master has developed more than just protective feelings for the omega," Katrina mused, her eyes narrowing as she studied the monitors. "Stay sharp, everyone. Let's keep a close eye on them."
Back in the room, Richie held his breath, praying that Reo would stay. *Please, baby cakes, give me a chance to show you the depth of my devotion. A chance to love you like you deserve.*
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