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Her gave a soft laugh. [color=7bcdc8]"Nesting is instinctual. The books only really tells you the best materials."[/color] He ran up to grab them and then set them on the counter when he came back down. [color=7bcdc8]"I'm not going to touch it, because your omega might think I'm your mate in that sense. But.. I want you to close your eyes."[/color] He leaned against the counter, crossing his arms. 

Once she did, he smiled. [color=7bcdc8]"Now, letting the feeling of your omega surface. You'll know what it feels like. Almost like a secondary voice in the back of your head urging you to do things. It'll tell you how the nest should look, and what extra things it needs."[/color]