Author: techiehux

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techiehux:

The party was in full swing. Techie wasnā€™t the type of person to enjoy close-quarter dancing with strangers in a place with music so loud it made even his implants ache, but his dealer set up the meeting spot in this shady nightclub and Techie was already too jittery; he wanted to get his stuff and get the hell out.

Everything went on without a hitch. Techie held the baggy with white powder and a syringe taped under his loose yellow t-shirt, scurrying out of the club before he was discovered. He was sweating bullets, aching for his fix after so long without it. Money was tight, but Techie could afford it if he got on his knees a few times a week.

Two minutes from his tiny apartment, Techieā€™s bladder complained until he was forced to stop at a gas station for relief. Fuck it, he thinks to himself, near hysterics. Heā€™ll shoot up right here, right now. Itā€™s only a single stall bathroom, anyway. Nobody else can get in. In his rush, Techie leaves the door unlocked and is surprised with the syringe plunged deep into his vein by a tall, muscular woman with short blonde hair.

Shit!Ā 

ā€œThe… records?ā€ Techie presses his lips into a thin line while his sluggish mind thinks. There was a very real possibility that theyā€™d made a mistake; Techieā€™s twin brother, Armitage, was often mistaken for him.Ā ā€˜Wh-what name did the records have?ā€

Techie had been missing for a few days. He wouldn’t answer his comm at all, and he’d called out of work.

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ask-matttheradartechnician:

It was odd that he hadnā€™t seen techie for days. If there was something wrong Techie would tell him so the fact that he had called out but still had t told him any reason for it left matt worried that something was wrong. He let his concerns be pushed away until it had been at least four days without seeing his best friend. At this point he knew something was up and he needed to check on techie.

Matt stopped when he came to rest in front of techies quater door. He knew the ginger was in there because he could hear him moving around. He knocked for a while but there was no answer but still he could hear movement.
ā€œ Iā€™m coming in.ā€ He said
He input the code techie had given him a while ago. A sharp breath was sucked in as he saw his best friend then the scent hit his nose. Techie was in rut the whole room smelled of it. He wasnā€™t even aware that the redhead was an alpha but techie didnā€™t know that matt was an omega. The scent dampening soap may have hidden his scent but did nothing to change how his hormones reacted when presented with an alpha especially one in rut. Against better judgment he stepped fully into techies room shutting the door behind him. He told himself it was so others wouldnā€™t smell techies rut.

His eyes whirred loud and focused on Mattā€™s face. Everything about him is unbearably gorgeous; that strong nose that he aches to kiss, his big, expressive brown eyes. Soft, plush lips.Ā 

ā€œHelp me? H-How?ā€ Techie is eager and yet terrified for the answer. He needsĀ Matt to touch him, rid him of these clothes before he burns up or bursts out of his skin.

>Foxglove speaking< How are your wounds? Do you need anything?

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techiehux:

ā€œHi, F-Foxglove!ā€ Techie looked up from the greenhouseā€™s rows of crops, stopping to wipe at his nose and managing to get dirt on his face. Months of working amongst nature with his new gang had given his cheeks a rosy glow, and heā€™d even managed to put on enough weight to form a little pouch over his tummy, no longer skin and bones.
ā€œIā€™m d-doing a lot better. I owe you my l-life,ā€ he smiled.

This kind of situation hardly ever endedĀ ā€œfineā€ but heā€™d take a deep breath, relax. Leave this in Foxgloveā€™s capable hands and hope for the best. Take another deep breath, just in case.

ā€œThank y-you, Foxglove. Youā€™ve b-been nothing but nice to me since I got here, and I… I donā€™t underst-tand why. Iā€™m just a grunt.ā€ He shifted his face towards the ground, staring at his own shoes. They werenā€™t the same ratty old sneakers heā€™d come in with; Foxglove had provided newer ones (with no holes!)

ā€œI want to help you,ā€ Techie says, determined.Ā ā€œDo s-something big!ā€

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pelreni:

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Um. So. Remember that time you dropped your glasses in my room? Did you see… what was under the bed?

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ask-matttheradartechnician:

techiehux:

ask-matttheradartechnician:

ā€œOh Iā€™m ah kriff ah um shitā€¦ā€ there was no need pretending matt knew techie knew that he had gotten a hard on.
ā€œ your box of um dildos?ā€

ā€œY-Yeah. If youā€¦ l-like any, you can borrow themā€¦ I can sh-show you my, uh. Collection.ā€

Mattā€™s cheeks flushed at techies words. He forced himself to not pop a boner at his boyfriends offer.

ā€œ um ah kriff really?ā€

Techie perks up. “S-Sure! Why not?” He can’t stop smiling despite how anxious he feels, but Matt’s presence always steadies him. “C’mon,” he says, taking Matt’s hand in his and leading him to his room.