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Silver walks out of the Scarabia mirror and into the mirror hall with a yawn, a few moments later Jamil and Kalim join him.
"You're really going to wear JamJam's tie?" asks Kalim as he bounces on his feet with a wide smile.
"Why not? He's wearing mine," replies Silver with a shrug as he adjusts the tie and his Diasomnia jacket. "Besides, it's not like nobody knows we're courting. Doesn't make sense not to just wear each other's stuff whenever the need hits us."
"Definitely my favorite couple!" exclaims Kalim happily before he walks away as Silver turns his attention to his future mate.
Jamil's ears are red, but he's wearing a soft smile that makes it all worth it.
"Do you know what that tie makes me want to do?" asks Jamil softly as he steps forward and wraps his fingers around the red and gold cloth.
"What, Sweetheart?" Silver tilts his head questioningly as his eyes drop to those fingers.
Jamil doesn't respond, just tugs Silver forward by his tie and presses a gentle kiss to his lips.
"That," breathes Jamil as he leans back with a grin.
"Do it again then, Sweetheart," murmurs Silver as he nudges their noses together.
"Don't tempt me, Alpha," replies Jamil sweetly as he gets close enough for their lips to brush on the title.
"Sweetheart," groans Silver as he tipts his head back slightly. "We have classes, Omega."
"Maybe I don't care about classes, Alpha," says Jamil softly as he presses his nose against the patch covering Silver's scent gland. "I mean, the only class I'm concerned about is History because there's a test, but that's my first class of the day."
"Omega," huffs Silver as he rests a hand against Jamil's neck, thumb brushing over the scent patch there. "After lunch, we can escape, but I have two quizzes and a test this morning. I can't skip until lunch."
"That's going to take so long though, Alpha," grumbles Jamil as he pulls back to look at Silver with a pout. "I need more of your scent."
"Okay, then let's switch jackets too. We'll just get disappointed looks anyways, so here," murmurs Silver softly as he pulls away to slip his Diasomnia jacket off and pass it to Jamil who slips off his Scaraba jacket.
Silver helps Jamil pull his jacket on, buttons it up, and smiles when Jamil tugs the cloth up to his nose. He slips the Scarabian jacket on while Jamil is distracted and inhales the spicy scent for a moment, eyelids fluttering as his omega's scent surrounds him.
"You look too good wearing my stuff, Alpha," mumbles Jamil as he steps forward and puts his hands on Silver's shoulders.
"You think you don't?" asks Silver softly as he presses a hand to Jamil's chest, brushing his thumb over the Diasomnia crest. "Sweetheart, you're killing me like this."
Jamil purrs gently, and Silver's chest rumbles before he leans in and brushes their lips together gently.
"My Alpha," murmurs Jamil sweetly as he buries his face in Silver's neck.
"My Omega," whispers Silver softly as he presses his nose to brown hair. "I hate to break this up because I don't want to let you go, but we have to get to classes. I just saw Floyd and Riddle, which means we have five minutes before the final bell rings."
"Okay, but we're skipping after lunch, Silver. I need to cuddle with you in my nest and drench you in my scent," says Jamil decisively as he pulls away to look at him.
"Sounds like a plan, Jamil," replies Silver softly as he takes his Omega's hand in his.
They leave the mirror hall and make their way down the hall, taking two turns before they have to split at a tee in the hall. Silver presses a kiss to Jamil's knuckles before watching his gorgeous omega walk to his class, then he heads into his own classroom.