JJ groaned as he tried to rub away the tired feeling in his eyes with both hands. It was only late afternoon, but he felt so exhausted already. Thankfully, he was done for the day, yet he still needed to stay awake for a few more hours at least, or he wouldn’t be able to sleep through the night and ruin his sleep schedule, and ugh.
With a grunt, JJ lowered his hands to pick up his cup of tea. He was almost done with it, so he was planning on getting up from the table soon to make himself another one. Some extra caffeine should get him through the day.
He wasn’t expecting to see a small butterscotch candy in front of him. That hadn’t been there earlier, had it? Oh well.
JJ unwrapped the candy and popped it into his mouth. Nothing wrong with a little sugar to help keep awake with the tea. The sweet treat did slightly brighten his mood, and it didn’t take long until he was crunching down and finishing it off. Made him crave some more, and wondered if there was anything in the kitchen as he lifted his cup and drank the last bit of his tea.
When he lowered the cup, he blinked when it hit something. Now he knew that hadn’t been there just seconds ago. JJ placed his cup to the side and picked up the wrapped piece of chocolate that had appeared. He was beginning to form a theory, but decided to see where this would lead as he unwrapped the treat and ate it. Sometimes it really did feel like chocolate could heal so many emotional wounds.
Making sure his face was clean, JJ plucked a napkin from the holder in the middle of the table and wiped off his lips, dabbing the bottom of his mustache. Lowering his hands this time and seeing the newest surprise of a whole slice of blueberry pie on a plate with a fork got him to break out into a laugh. A soft, hoarse laugh that sounded like it might be painful, but those who knew him also knew it didn’t feel any different than anyone else’s laughter.
“Do you like my gifts?” Wilford asked, appearing in the seat across from JJ, a big grin on his face and his own slice of pie in front of him.
“Very much.” JJ’s voice said with a chuckle into Wilford’s head.
“You looked grumpy, and I wanted to bring up the mood,” Wilford explained.
“And you succeeded in your quest.” JJ went ahead and picked up his fork and ate a bit of the pie. “You got this from that one cafe, didn’t you?”
“There’s a good chance.” Wilford hummed and got himself some pie as well.
A/N: I had to write a short thing after @iamvegorott's title for Wilford on his birthday!
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JJ grinned as he signed excitedly to Jackie, catching Chase’s confused stare out of the corner of his eye.
“Alright, so you want me to bring this—” Jackie held up a slip of paper, “—to the shirt maker down on fifth street, and ask him to put it onto a shirt that is bubblegum pink? Size large?”
Yes, please. And if they can have it done today, I’ll bake you all the cookies you want. JJ’s eyes gleamed as Jackie’s own lit up, chuckling quietly when the hero left in a blink.
“What did you send him to do?” Chase asked, wandering over to JJ as he sipped on his tea. JJ shrugged before his face split into a smile, setting Chase’s mug down so he could give him a hug.
Getting a present for Wilford! His signs were quick, full of the little shorthand signs he’d figured out with Chase, and the father figure smiled kindly as he interpreted them. It’s his birthday today, and I wanted to get him something nice since he gave me such a nice present for my birthday.
JJ had been surprised when Wilford showed up at their doorstep on Halloween night with a bouquet of lilies and tickets to a play JJ had wanted to see. Ignoring all the costumed people around them, Wilford had managed to make JJ only aware of the two of them, and after a dinner he had generously paid for, the puppeteer had been treated to a confession from the manic man.
“What sort of present, James?” Chase’s question pulled JJ back to the present, and the silent man blushed as his memories of the night had been interrupted. “Must be something important if you got Jackie to do it.”
I wanted to give him a shirt, JJ began, signing slowly as embarrassment and nerves took over. But put a small inside joke onto it.
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JJ knocked the door to the Manor with shaking hands, small gift bag held tightly as he waited for someone to open the door. He forced a smile when Google answered the door, waving shyly before tensing as the android turned away from him.
“Warfstache! Your boyfriend’s here!”
Wilford appeared two seconds later in a puff of pink smoke, taking JJ’s shaking hand and sending them away to his room before anyone could speak. “Hello, blueberry,” he greeted, leaning down to give JJ a peck on the cheek.
Happy birthday, the man signed, holding out the bag as his cheeks flushed red.
“Now, now, Jamesy,” Wilford started, tapping the tip of JJ’s nose with a smile. “What did we say about signing around me?”
“S-Sorry,” JJ’s voice was hoarse, cracking in places, but Wilford’s beam made his nerves go away. “I-I’m not used to… this.” Another gift Wilford had given JJ on his birthday was a small dose of magic to give his voice back, but the effects weren’t strong enough to be heard by anyone other than Wilford, and the poor man’s voice sounded like it was coming through a vintage radio filled with crackling static.
“What did you get me?” Wilford asked, changing the subject so JJ wouldn’t feel discouraged. “A shirt? But I have so many already…” his objection trailed off as he read the writing on the front of the shirt: BUBBLEGUM FLAVOURED GUNMAN.
“Do you like it?” JJ asked hesitantly, squeaking when Wilford scooped him up to kiss him hard, leaving him breathless when it ended.
“You think I’m bubblegum flavoured, blueberry?” Wilford chuckled, leading JJ to bed and towering over his form. “Am I all you’ve been able to think about? Do you think of me when you want something sweet? Or something savoury?”
“I-I…” “Do you have any plans tonight?” Wilford asked, voice low, and he grinned when JJ shook his head, leaning down to capture his lips again.
Thank you @damnthelust for this commission!
This is technically a sequel to A Good Filling (AO3: Link Tumblr: Link), but can be read without the other story
This story can also be read on A03: Link
Summary:
Henrik is in heat and usually, the doctors are the ones to help others during that time of the season so now it's Wilford and JJ's turn to follow a pre-made packet to ensure everything goes smoothly
Helping Heats For Dummies
When Edward didn’t find Henrik in his nest, he knew exactly where the workaholic omega would be. He was far from surprised to see him in his office scribbling down some notes and talking to himself under his breath. Edward chuckled and went over to his focused mate, hugging him from behind and chuckling more when that brought out a little yip of shock.
“You frightened me,” Henrik said with a light laugh, Edward’s scent giving away who had hugged him and getting him to relax immediately.
“You do remember that your heat is due today, right?” Edward hummed as he nosed at Henrik’s neck. “You should be resting, not working. The last thing you need is for it to kick in during a discussion with someone.”
“I feel fine,” Henrik said, tilting his head. “It is already almost noon, and I am likely having a late heat. I am already checking my notes to see if anything stands out as to why that is the cause.”
“Not all heats start first thing in the morning.” Edward reminded with a soft kiss on Henrik’s shoulder.
“I know that. I have been an omega much longer than you have been a doctor.” Henrik huffed.
“I’m not just a doctor. I’m your mate. And I want everything to be perfect for you. And that includes making sure your heats are as pleasant as possible.” Edward added another kiss. This one was to Henrik’s claim mark and got a little shiver from him.
“I know you do.” Henrik leaned back, pressing himself against his mate. Edward noticed the mark getting warmer under his lips.
“Good news, your heat isn’t late.”
“E-Edward,” Henrik whined, feeling that sudden rush of warmth and lust hitting him, taking over his thoughts and making him forget he had been snarky just moments ago. He whined again as he ground his hips back, feeling beyond comfortable enough with Edward to slip away into that needy mindset immediately and without resistance.
“I’ll take care of you, Hen, don’t worry.” Edward wrapped an arm around Henrik’s waist, taking his phone out of his pocket. He sent a quick text before turning Henrik around and hoisting him up, carrying him out of the office and to their bedroom.
x~x~x
JJ giggled at the display of sugary treats in front of his mate. He and Wilford had decided to go on a date at a little cafe that opened just a few months ago. While JJ had a slice of cake, Wilford had a slice of cake, a slice of pie, a cupcake, and two cookies.
“And they said that omegas had sweet tooths.” JJ teased.
“You say that like you’re not going to end up eating about half of this with me.” Wilford teased back.
“Oh, I would never.” JJ played up his tone, and it got them to chuckle.
“Of course, you wouldn’t.” Wilford matched the tone. “I’ll just-” His next tease was stopped by his phone buzzing on the table.
“What happened to phones on silent when we’re on dates?” JJ clicked his tongue, referencing the rule that Wilford had established a while ago when JJ’s phone had gone off excessively during a picnic date.
“I thought I had.” Wilford smiled his apology as he picked his phone up. “Huh? Edward just texted me the word ‘heat’?” He blinked when JJ suddenly scrambled out of his seat.
“We need to go home now.” JJ quickly put the treats into a carry-out box.
“Why? Is everything okay?” Wilford helped with the packing.
“Henrik’s in heat.”
“Oh!”
x~x~x
Edward fumbled as he opened the bedroom door and held Henrik up with one arm. Usually, carrying Henrik around wasn't that difficult of a task, but it was tough to focus on things with a purring omega kissing and nipping away at your neck.
"We're going down," Edward said as his warning before having to basically plop Henrik down on the bed to get him to let go.
"No," Henrik whined in protest at no longer touching Edward.
"I'm getting you out of these uncomfortable clothes," Edward explained as he kicked off his shoes before removing Henrik's.
"Out of-Out of the clothes." Henrik echoed in agreement and tried to help but gave up when his frantic movements made it harder. He flopped back down and could only squirm as Edward continued removing his clothing.
"Let me take care of you, Hen. You always work so hard, and you deserve to be pampered." Edward grinned when Henrik could only whimper and cover his eyes with his arms. "You really are one of the best doctors in the world, always caring for those around you." He peppered kisses along Henrik's body as more and more skin was exposed, the warmth getting stronger with each kiss. "But now it's your turn." Edward was on the bed by this point, tossing aside the last piece of clothing. He watched as Henrik flipped over, arching his back, sticking his ass in the air and presenting himself.
"Edward, please. I need-I need something, anything." Henrik begged, shaking his hips a little to help entice Edward.
And it worked.
"I can do that." Edward nearly growled, licking the corner of his lips as he squeezed Henrik's thighs. "I can definitely do that." He slid his hands up to the omega's ass, squeezing and spreading, watching the slick beginning to drip down Henrik's legs. Edward properly growled this time as he leaned in and dragged his tongue across Henrik's hole, getting a taste of that sweet, sweet slick.
"A-Ah~" Henrik gasped, legs going further apart. "Please, Please, Edward, please," Edward growled again and dove in, causing Henrik to lose some balance and end up with his face in the pillow. He was far from complaining as he moaned into the fabric while Edward treated him like a buffet.
Edward used his thumbs to keep Henrik's ass apart as the rest of his hands got a grip on his hips to hold him up. The slick had that wonderfully sweet taste, but the sweetness also had something that was distinctively Henrik about it, getting Edward to want more. Everything about Henrik was so addictive, and that included his slick.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes~" Henrik started rambling, moaning at feeling Edward's tongue pushing into him and adding even more pleasure. "Good-so-so-good. E-Edward."
It was beyond fun to get Henrik to the point of just saying the same thing over and over again, and it turned into a chanting of Edward's name.
That was the best kind of rambling for an alpha to hear.
Edward growled deep in his throat and had his tongue go back and forth between thrusting into Henrik and lapping up as much slick as it could
"Edward~!" Henrik's voice cracked as he clawed at the sheets, a light wave of relief hitting him from cumming. It wasn't a lot, but it helped that fog a little.
Edward drank more slick before needing air and pulling back with the proudest grin. His chin, neck, and the front of his shirt were soaked, and he swore he was getting drunk off of the lingering flavor on his tongue and the thick scent in the air.
"Ed-Edward." Henrik was whimpering again. That moment of relief was gone, and he had his hand between his legs. "Edward, please." He pushed a finger into himself, shivering as he became a show for Edward to see. Edward felt all the blood in his body rush down as Henrik got impatient and pushed in a second finger, working himself open and moaning. "Please, alpha, I need to be filled."
Edward couldn't think of anything to say and just growled as he tore himself out of his own clothing, more than excited to fulfill his omega's desires.
x~x~x
"How are there so many pages to this thing?" Wilford lamented as he leafed through the packet in his hands.
He and JJ were in Henrik's office to get the guide that Henrik created for others to follow when helping with heats and ruts. Henrik wrote up and printed the packet when he started getting annoyed that he couldn't get all the information he needed if he and Edward were either out of commission or out of town. Doctors needed to know as much as possible, and it was hard to know when it wasn't recorded.
"May I see?" JJ asked, holding his hand out.
"Be my guest." Wilford handed the packet to JJ and sat on the corner of Henrik's desk.
"If it helps, we only have to worry about half of this packet since we're only dealing with a heat," JJ said as he flipped to the table of contents. He knew Henrik would be beyond organized and the kind of person to have a proper outline for his paperwork.
"It's still so many pages. How much does he need to know?"
"A lot of information seems to be suggestions and guides on how to assist as needed." JJ hummed as he started reading. "The first step isn't too bad." He stood next to Wilford and pointed to the step on the page. "'Bring snacks and water to the couple'."
"Oh! I know the best snacks." Wilford bounced off the counter and skipped off to the kitchen. JJ followed and continued to read the packet as they went.
"We should have plenty of time to get those prepared. If Edward is anything like you, he's going to have plenty of fun before the first knot." JJ giggled, looking up and seeing Wilford digging into the candy stash.
"Then we have plenty of time~" Wilford flashed a big grin over his shoulder.
"But he's certainly not as big as you." JJ continued the little flirt as he went over to his mate.
"No one is, blueberry." Wilford chuckled, adding more candies to the bowl he had grabbed.
"You do remember we're getting snacks for Henrik, right?"
"Of course! That's why I'm making sure to get his favorites."
"He has a list of pre-approved snacks." JJ showed Wilford the page and couldn't help but chuckle at how Wilford's shoulders deflated in defeat. "Fruits, cheese, crackers, anything else that could be easy on the stomach."
"That's so boring," Wilford whined.
"I know, I know. But this is for Henrik." JJ kissed Wilford's cheek. "I'll get started on cleaning and cutting up some fruit. Could you cut up some cheese?"
"I might be willing if I get another kiss." Wilford was back to grinning.
"I think I can manage that." JJ rolled his eyes and kissed Wilford's other cheek.
x~x~x
"Yes, yes, yes, yes~" Henrik rambled as he felt that amazing stretch of Edward's cock pushing inside of him. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you." He continued his rambles, heat-fogged brain so blissed at finally having his alpha making him feel so full, and it wouldn’t be long until he'd get to be even fuller. “Fu-uck~!” Henrik tensed up and was cumming as soon as Edward started to move, getting him to pause.
“Want me to-”
“Keep going, keep going! Please, please, please!” Henrik begged, gripping the bed covers. His heat demanded more, leaving him so desperate and cock still so hard.
“I will, I will,” Edward reassured, leaning over and kissing between Henrik’s shoulder blades, feeling the warmth of his skin on his as he slowly rolled his hips.
“Alpha~” Henrik softly moaned, relaxing a little as more kisses were pressed to his back, feeling so soothing. Edward had a mix of a croon and a growl as he slipped his hands under Henrik. He ran his fingertips along his body until he reached his chest. Edward got a good grip with his hands and squeezed, earning a little mewl in response.
“My sweet omega.” Edward knew Henrik’s heat was the perfect time to really go all in with the pet names and the praise. Henrik usually was one to huff and puff and denied praise, getting flustered and trying to pretend that wasn’t what was happening. But during his heat, he ate it up, and it made him so weak. “You feel so good, buttercup.”
“So good.” Henrik echoed as he started rocking himself back against Edward, wanting him to go faster.
“Do you want more?” Edward asked, checking he understood the movements. “Faster?”
“Yes, yes.” Henrik panted his answer.
“Of course, dearest.” Edward squeezed Henrik’s chest again before building up the pace of his thrusts, gradually going faster and harder to see where it pleased Henrik the best.
“Edward~!” Henrik cried out. That was a pretty good clue that Edward found the desired pace and strength. “Like that~!”
“And we’re down.” Edward couldn’t stop his comment from coming out when Henrik’s arms gave out on him, and he fell into the bed. He watched for any sign that Henrik wanted him to stop, but he just closed his eyes and moaned loudly, seeming to love the new angle even more. His omega being so happy and in pleasure dug into Edward’s instincts, and he didn’t miss a beat, hands gripping Henrik’s hips and forcing him to keep that angle as he fucked his mate with all his worth. Edward moaned as he found himself chasing his pleasure as well. The side of Henrik’s face was pressed into the pillow, muffling part of his moans.
“Al-Alpha. Alpha~!” Henrik cried out when he came again, hearing the light tearing of the covers under his dull nails and feeling Edward’s knot beginning to swell more and more.
“Fuck.” Edward grunted. Henrik tightening around him got his knot to fully form, and with another grunt, Edward was cumming and pushing the knot in.
“Oh, finally~” Henrik sighed with a smile, so full and happy to have his alpha’s knot in him.
“First knot of the night.” Edward breathlessly joked, plopping himself down on top of Henrik.
X~x~x
Wilford and JJ stood outside of Henrik and Edward’s bedroom door, Wilford holding a good armful of reusable water bottles and JJ carrying a tray of snacks.
“The packet says to wait to go in until there’s a pause in the heat.” JJ tilted his head as he looked at the door.
JJ and Wilford had a light to work with on their door, but there wasn’t anything like that here. Knocking made sense, but he really didn’t want to knock while they were in the middle of…taking care of things. JJ knew how annoying getting interrupted during the height of the fun was. He’d hate accidentally doing that to Henrik.
“I don’t know how to check when there is a pause.” JJ mused out loud. “We could text, and Edward could reply while Henrik rests or maybe…um…” He chewed the inside of his cheek, raising a brow when Wilford pressed his ear to the door. They stood there for a moment before Wilford nodded and stepped back.
“Oh yeah, Hen’s knotted up.” Wilford lifted his arm and knocked on the door with a bottle. JJ didn’t bother with questions about how Wilford knew, likely having heard something that gave it away.
“Come in.” Edward’s voice called. JJ balanced the tray with one hand while using the other to open the door, and he walked in with Wilford right behind him.
“Hi~” Henrik sang his greeting when he saw the two. He was lying on his stomach with Edward on top of him and a blanket on both of them, covering anything that wasn’t wanted to be seen.
“First knot in, and he’s already brainless.” Wilford teased, setting the bottles down on the bedside table.
“He’s happy and relaxed.” JJ corrected as he set the tray down as well.
“Something we rarely see.” Wilford continued his teasing.
“Alright, alright.” Edward rolled his eyes.
“I’m just saying you’re doing one hell of a job.” Wilford chuckled.
“You can leave now.” Henrik lazily waved a hand, still purring as he tried to stay in that light fuzzy feeling. It wasn’t that strong, and he looked forward to what it would most likely grow to by the end of his heat.
“We’ll head out, and don’t worry, we’re following the packet, and everything else will be taken care of.” JJ started nudging Wilford toward the door. “Don’t be afraid to text or call if you two need anything.” He covered Wilford’s mouth with his hand since he knew the kind of joke he was going to make. JJ didn’t feel like now was the time to test how protective or possessive Edward was regarding Henrik’s heat. That was something that could be asked of later.
“Thank you,” Edward said before nuzzling his nose to Henrik’s neck. JJ definitely did not want to test it now since sometimes it was the more cuddly ones that were willing to tear out a throat. “Oh! Don’t forget to write down what time his heat started.”
“One step ahead of you.” Wilford lowered JJ’s hand to say that and saluted with his other before the two were out of the room, the door closing behind them.
“Can I have some water?” Henrik asked after a pause.
“Of course.” Edward adjusted, letting the blanket fall to the floor as he reached over and grabs one of the bottles. He gently held Henrik’s head to get him and the bottle at a good angle so Henrik could drink without spilling any. After over half of the bottle was downed, Edward sat it aside, grabbed a bottle for himself, and chugged the whole thing in one go. “Are you still feeling alright?” Edward asked, peppering kisses to Henrik’s back, letting the kisses linger on his shoulder blades.
“Yeah.” Henrik happily hummed, feeling the knot deflating. “Could you put me on my back, please?” Edward placed one more kiss before pulling out gently and following Henrik’s request. “Come here.” Henrik chuckled, placing his hands on Edward’s face and pulling him into a kiss. The kisses started soft and tender, hands gently caressing and just enjoying the feeling of each other’s bodies, but it wasn’t too long before Henrik began whining into the kiss. “E-Edward~”
“Ready for more?” Edward asked, feeling the growing warmth on his hands. The thick scent of arousal coated the air once more, and getting himself worked up as well.
“Yes, yes, more now.” Henrik tried rutting his hips against Edward’s, needing to feel him again.
“Got it.” Edward caught Henrik in another kiss to help distract his mate while he shifted and slowly pushed in once more. Henrik hugged his legs around Edward and lightly moaned, feeling the beginning of soft and slow thrusts that brushed against those perfect spots inside him. Being so gentle and loving was lovely, kissing until they had to stop to breathe and sharing purrs and croons, but, eventually, it wasn’t enough to scratch Henrik’s heat-induced itch.
“Edward.” Henrik squeezed Edward’s arms. “Edward.” He tugged on him and lifted his head enough to be able to whisper. “Fuck me, alpha.” The growl that came out of Edward actually got Henrik to lightly gasp, and soon, he found his legs over Edward’s shoulders and his knees bent down toward the sides of his chest. Henrik held Edward’s shoulders and saw the question on the other’s face, pausing and waiting. “Yes,” Henrik confirmed he was good to go and melted away into the next kiss.
Edward shifted both of them, going higher up on his legs and trying to get himself as close to Henrik as possible before he started to rock his body. Henrik moaned deep in his throat, trying to grab at every bit of Edward’s body that he could, beginning to ramble his pleads for more and digging his nails in when Edward did just that.
“Oh, fuck~!” Henrik cried out. “Ed-Edward. Harder, harder, ha-ah~!” His toes curled as his body and bed moved with each thrust. “Yes, yes, like that! Keep-Keep going~!” He moaned loudly, feeling that every moan was getting to Edward with how his knot was already slowly beginning to swell, stretching him more and more when their bodies met, and that got his sounds to be even louder. Henrik was nearly screaming by this point.
“Henrik,” Edward growled, pressing his face to Henrik’s neck, nosing at his claim mark, and growling again. “My Henrik.” He scraped his teeth against the mark, and the sound that came out of the omega was enough to drive Edward to bite down hard. With a muffled moan and grip hard enough to bruise, Edward pushed in his now fully formed knot and came. Henrik’s eyes rolled back, and his mouth opened in a silent moan, body tensing up and cumming just moments after getting that blissful rush of pleasure from the bite and newest filling.
“Cuddle,” Henrik demanded, trying to tug down on Edward, but his arms were too weak.
“Cuddle,” Edward confirmed between his pants as he lowered Henrik’s legs. He then slipped his arms under Henrik and flipped them over, letting Henrik sprawl out on top of him. Edward smiled at hearing Henrik’s happy purrs as they got nice and comfortable.
x~x~x
JJ sat on Henrik’s desk, legs crossed and reading from the packet. They were now at the part of the instructions where they needed to gather supplies to help clean up while Edward and Henrik focused on cleaning themselves. He remembered being so thankful that they had done that for himself and Wilford. Saved a lot of trouble.
“Fresh bed covers, a basket for their clothing, some wet wipes, and more water.” JJ read out loud as Wilford went through the office to start piling up what was listed.
“Most of that list makes sense, but why the wet wipes? They’re probably washing off in the bath.” Wilford opened a cabinet and found a collection of wipes.
“Well, what would we do that would warrant some extra cleaning like that?” JJ asked in return, watching as Wilford thought about it, and then his lips turned up in a cheeky grin.
“Doctors don’t really seem like wall-sex people.”
“Most people would say the same about me.” JJ gave his own grin, and Wilford made a point to grab several containers of wipes, getting both of them to chuckle. “Alright, now it says the next thing for us to do is to wait until the heat is done.”
“That sounds boring.” Wilford faked a pout, walking over to JJ when he was beckoned over with a finger. He looked down as JJ sat the packet down and then traced his hands along his chest.
“I think I know of a-” JJ yanked on the suspenders so their faces were nearly touching. “-fun way to pass the time.”
“I thought Henrik was the one in heat?” Wilford teased.
“I don’t have to be in heat to want you to fill me up~” JJ wrapped his legs around Wilford’s waist.
“Fair.” Wilford casually shrugged before diving into a kiss, lifting JJ and carrying him off to their bedroom.
x~x~x
Edward hadn’t planned on dozing off but found himself half-awake when Henrik started squirming, lightly whimpering. A quick sniff told him that the next wave of his heat had kicked in, but the scent also showed that they were reaching the end of it. Edward softly groaned as the squirming reminded both of them that they were still connected.
“More. Edward. Need more.” Henrik whined, beginning to push himself up.
“Shit.” Edward cursed and shivered at feeling himself getting hard inside of Henrik, which was different yet very pleasant. “I got you, I got you.” He helped guide Henrik to sit upright and rubbed his hips. “Whenever you’re ready.” Edward wasn’t shocked that the moment Henrik was told he was free to move, he was immediately bouncing.
“Yes~” Henrik moaned, moving a lot more eager and faster than Edward was expecting. He didn't think there could be enough left in him for that, but he was soon going to prove himself wrong as well.
“Holy hell, Hen.” Edward groaned, unable to resist bucking his hips. Henrik dug his fingers into Edward’s chest and moaned loudly in approval.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes~!” Was all Henrik seemed to be able to say as he slammed himself down, legs already shaking as the overwhelming sensitivity of his heat kicked in, and it wasn’t long before he was dragging his nails and cumming.
Edward stopped when Henrik did, watching and his body twitched while waiting to see what was going to happen next. There was a pause as Henrik tried to catch his breath but he started whining instead, pawing at Edward. He needed more, he just needed a bit more and he’d finally be happy.
“E-Edward-Edward, please,” Henrik begged, legs too numb to move himself, but he tried his best by wiggling his hips. “Please.”
“On it.” Edward sat up, wrapped his arms around Henrik, and moved himself so he was on his knees. Henrik tucked his face into the crook of Edward’s neck and gripped at any bit of skin he could reach.
“Fuck~!” Henrik cursed when Edward thrusted his hips and pulled his body down to match his hips. Practically fucking him like a toy, and damn did that feel so good. Henrik couldn’t hold back his sounds even if he tried, moaning freely and nearly shouting Edward’s name when each new wave of pleasure hit him.
“Almost-Almost there,” Edward warned, getting the biggest rush at the feeling of Henrik clawing at his body, screaming for him, slowly becoming a brainless mess because of him. His body was tired, and he felt himself floating from how many times he’d knotted Henrik, and he wasn’t even sure if he could pop another one.
“Alpha~!” Henrik’s cry made any worry about not being able to make a knot go away because seconds later, Edward barely had time to process that he was pushing a fully formed one in and cumming. Henrik bit down on Edward’s neck, sinking his canines deep into his claim mark, and moaned around the skin as he came again for, thankfully, the last time of the night. His body trembled as he tried his best to breathe with Edward’s mark still between his teeth. Edward crooned as he coaxed Henrik to pull his mouth away, tilting his head more as he got nuzzled against instead.
“Good, so good, so, so good. So full and warm and good and nice.” Henrik slurred his praise. His words were nearly one as he now went limp. He wasn’t even sure what he was saying. His brain decided to take a vacation and let him just drift into a happy, mindless cloud.
“I’ll get us into a nice warm bath after my knot deflates,” Edward promised, kissing Henrik’s temple and getting rewarded with a string of purrs. Knowing that his omega was now satisfied, and both of them covered in a mess of cum and slick, kept him in his own happy fog.
x~x~x
JJ was purring as he snuggled against Wilford in his nest, feeling Wilford’s finger tracing an invisible pattern on his back while his other hand played on his phone. They were both without clothing, with bite marks on their necks, their hair a mess, and the air was still thick with the scent of their previous activities.
“Oh.” Wilford blinked when his phone buzzed, and a text message notification stopped the video that was playing. “Edward texted. Looks like Hen’s all good and full.” He chuckled as JJ groaned while rolling over and stretching.
“What time is it?” JJ asked, sitting up to reach over and grab the packet and a pen.
“Ten twenty-six,” Wilford answered.
“Got it,” JJ said after jotting down the time. “I can’t remember if Henrik has a multi-day heat or not.” He mused out loud as he got out of the nest.
“We’ll know if Edward texts us again tomorrow,” Wilford said, staying in the nest and laughing at the pants getting tossed on his face.
“Come on. We got some cleaning to do.” JJ already had his own pants on. “Shirt isn’t required, but only I get to see what’s below the belt.”
“Yes, sir!” Wilford did a playful salute.
After getting dressed and re-gathering the supplies, JJ and Wilford went to Edward and Henrik’s bedroom, knocking on the door and then getting to work as soon as they knew the coast was clear. It wasn’t too much work, mostly just stripping the bed and putting on new bedding. Wilford teased about not needing the wipes, and JJ joked back about how they were just a precaution.
With everything cleaned up and the dirty laundry in the wash, Wilford and JJ went to Henrik’s office to place the packet on the desk for the doctors to look over in the morning.
“Was there anything else it needed us to do?” Wilford asked.
“The very last part was writing notes about the strength of the heat, but I'm pretty sure those two can take care of that part on their own,” JJ said with a bit of a giggle.
“That they can.” Wilford held the door open for JJ and closed it behind them as they left the office. “Those two have earned some peace and rest with how much was on those covers.”
I have to do this now, or I'll never get another chance.
"I oppose! Dark, I love you! I should've said it sooner, but I couldn't live with myself if I didn't tell you that I've always loved you."
There's gasps and then a strained silence in the watching crowd.
Dark and the glitch both look so surprised at me.
The glitch looks about ready to pull out his knife and slit my throat.
If he does, I'll deserve it.
I'm ruining their wedding.
Dark can't even look me in the eye. I've definitely lost him now. He'll never talk to me again.
"Will, this is not the time or place to discuss this. Either return to your place as my best man, have a seat in the crowd, or leave. This is your one chance to not look like a fool in front of everyone."
His voice was so soft and sad, even detached.
I couldn't go on. I already lost.
I stepped back behind as his best man. I'm lucky they didn't tell me to leave. I'm lucky none of the Septiceyes grabbed me and threw me out regardless.
The glitch calmed after giving me a hard glare. I deserve that.
I stayed quiet and tried to detach myself from it all as the ceremony finished. Everyone cheered as they kissed, and everyone was so happy.
The rest of the night is a blur.
Between trying to not look at Dark and distracting myself in the corner with finger foods, I was lost in my own thoughts. No one talked to me. No one even acknowledged I was there anymore besides hushed whispers. Normally. I love a good party where I can see others get drunk and dance. But now, I didn't want to do anything.
Then, he took my hand.
It was Dark.
"Will, I'm sorry. Things are different now. We're not back in the beginning days of the manor anymore. Now, I really do need to get back to stop my new husband from getting into trouble. Again, I'm sorry, Will, but it's time to move on."
Then, he walked away. Just like that.
He left me and went back to that glitch, Anti.
He kissed him and smiled and laughed, actually laughed. I hardly ever managed that.
Now, I just get to watch my best friend love someone else. I get to pull my heart back together and pretend that everything is okay. I get to cry at his wedding as I try to disappear into the corner. Maybe I should just leave.
But then, I feel a soft touch to my hand. A new face. Bowler hat and bright turquoise eyes that matched his hair with a black mustache that's a lot like mine. Oh, he signs. Jameson. Jameson is his name. Maybe tonight won't be so bad after all.
personally i dont think jameson and wilford should be in a relationship for many reasons but i do think they should have an absolutely wild one night stand and maybe hookup a few times afterwards and then never see each other again
Music had been around since the first time someone had decided the sound of something struck or that had wind through it sounded nice. One could argue that it had been around always in the natural music nature made. But the point was that there was something sweetly nostalgic as Will dusted off his record player.
He’d found it again a few days ago and due to how vinyl were still being made and he knew he had records in his room, he’d wanted to have some fun. He picked a record at random, a lovely number from the 1920’s. Oh how those years were so good for music. ragtime ahd jazz and blues and so much more. He put it on and closed his eyes softly.
He let the music take over and he didn’t have to think as he danced in a way that felt like stepping into old shoes. Familiar and comfortable.
He found his mind traveled to his lover, a smile slid onto his face. James would love this, he could already picture the excited glee on the timekeeper’s face. How his navy eyes would sparkle and he’d stim with his hands before he’d sign something sweet if he didn’t use slides.
For Will, time blurred as he danced without a care in the world, his power swirled out in pink mist, glittery pink flame and fairy light filled bubbles as reality took a vacation around him. Things turned to candy or baked goods, crystals erupted, the scent of sweet things filled the air as everything tilted just so in his room. Then he felt a tapping on his shoulder and turned, instantly he blushed a little sheepish as he saw James there. Likely he had been for a while.
James beamed at him, navy eyes just as sparkling bright and beautiful as Will had pictured. They didn’t need to speak, as Will smiled back and squeezed James’ hand. They pressed their foreheads against each other’s in affection before the timekeeper pulled the chaotic into another dance. The sound of ticking clocks mixed with the music like a metronome, time spiraled out into the warping parts of the room froze, parts cycled through a moment, parts slowed through a crawl or sped up.
They could both loose themselves for a while in the music of the past, time could let itself bend and twist and break and chaos could let itself be set straight and steady.
