Omega is slow and careful, but Blue doesn't resist, and he's glad to see that his mate even seems to be enjoying the process. That is, until he reaches her belly, and passes a little closer to the incision; he can feel her tense, and throws a glance at her face. Pain, or maybe anxiety? It's difficult to tell, and Blue hides it quickly.

But there's no hiding the way she immediately recoils when he leans down to wash her thighs, rejecting the washcloth before it even touches her skin. She doesn't say anything, even when Omega looks at her. He wants badly to ask, but... senses that he shouldn't. He's already suspected that neither one of them would like the answer.

Still, he doesn't miss an inch that she allows him, drawing soapy water across her skin and rinsing it clean, toweling her off with one of the large ones folded on the counter. And finally, he lifts his eyes to her face and offers her the soapy washcloth.

"Do you want to? I'll keep you steady."