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Arrren didn't take his eye off Spade, observing his reaction. However, Spade was only stunned for a moment before he nodded and complied without saying anything. 

He blinked his eyes as the alpha scooted closer; both of his hands were holding the hem of his shirt, lifting it. Arren was slightly confused that his script seemed to be a little off from what he initially intended.

Spade put some lotion in his palm, raised his head, and said, "Don't let go and lift your shirt steadily." 

With his almost authoritative voice, Arren couldn't help but instinctively nod his head obediently. Wait... something was not right? Was he the one in the upper hand, but why was it their situation was reversed? 

The alpha then began and focused on applying the sunscreen to his chest, as he requested. Arren gaped, and he was in a daze, watching and waiting for something to happen like an idiot.