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THE SCHEDULE:
01.20 – all assignments sent 02.10 – assignments due 02.14 – the reveal!
Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.
His first thought was: “It matches my eyes,” and Techie’s face turned cherry-red. “You l-look so good,” he whispered into Dopheld’s ear, pressing a shy kiss to his jaw before pulling away. Techie paid for the collar as well and was given leashes for the omegas he’d purchased.
He felt sick to his stomach parading around with human beings on display as though they were nothing but possessions. Still, as soon as they were out of sight, Techie would give them supplies and help them start new lives as free people!
As they ducked into an alleyway far from the corrupt vendor’s market, Techie gave Dopheld’s hand a comforting squeeze.
Mitaka offers him a reassuring smile and thumbs lightly at his new collar, humming contently as he allows Techie to lead him. He glances at the slaves curiously and loops his arm around Techie and nuzzles his neck to breathe in his scent. “Love you..” He murmurs quietly.
The other omegas are watching; Techie grows bashful. “Not n-now,” he whispers to Dopheld, glancing back at them as well. They must be terrified and unsure of what to expect… Techie wants to keep this as easy as possible, for everyone’s sake.
He pulls away from Dopheld and reaches into his pack to produce two bags of supplies. “You d-don’t have to be afraid,” he reassures them, smiling. The woman’s gaze sharpens. The muscular omega looks frightened anyway.
Reaching out to hand them the supplies, Techie says, “In here are clothes f-for each of you. Get dressed quickly and take off your collars. You’ve been f-freed.”
Techie nods to Dopheld, encouraging him to give these newly-freed slaves a few parting words.
Mitaka smiles to the other omegas and nods. “Go start a new life..find someone who you love as much as I love my Techie.. “ He says, blushing softly. “No one is going to try to stop you.. go… have fun.”
His heart swells in his chest, so proud of his mate. The omegas high-tail it out of there after expressing their gratitude, leaving the two of them alone once more. “Dopheld, th-that was beautiful,” Techie smiles, wrapping an arm around his waist. His eyes water a little from thr overwhelming love he’s drowning in right now.
Techie takes Dopheld’s hand and presses it to his lips, pulse spiking.
Mitaka preens lightly and blushes brighter. “ I-it’s true..” He says softly before wrapping his arms loosely around Techie’s neck and kissing him softly. “I love you more than anything..” He whispers softly. He could feel his own heart beat racing in his chest. He didn’t know if it was his heat coming on again or just pure adoration of his lover, but he felt delightfully giddy.
Techie shivers, pulling them flush against each other; skin-to-skin. They probably shouldn’t start making out in a random alleyway. Yet Techie feels high on affection and victory: Dopheld is HIS and two more people joined the ranks of the free. With each sweet kiss, Techie’s head goes fuzzier and the touches grow more heated.
That’s why he’s loathe to spoil the mood, but there’s something important they have to discuss…
Techie looked up from his desk, startled at first. When he saw it was Matt, the tension drained from his shoulders. He was the only other person who had the pass-code to his quarters, so Techie shouldn’t have been scared (but old habits die hard.) “S-Sure!” He gently put down the copper figure he’d been working on and stood up from the chair, straightening out his back with a pop.
Matt laughed watched the man jump at his words. The man really did seem to frighten all too easily, he should have known better than to pop in on him like this. He looked down at the wires that had been placed on the desk.
“ working on anything interesting?” He asked as they left the mans quarters.
Techie walked with him side by side through the corridors, their arms brushing. “Interesting? W-Well, I was making a wire friend for myself. Any loose w-wires I find and twist em up. You can m-make really cool stuff like that! One time I made a, uh, mini-me.”
Techie half expects Matt to only pretend to be listening, or not to care about what he’s saying. No, he reminds himself firmly. Matt is my friend. My only friend. He’s not like that.
Techie’s hand twitches. He wishes Matt wasn’t only his friend…
Matt couldn’t help but to laugh when he heard what techie was doing in his quarters. He found the mans hobby rather as he had said interesting. Not everyone would have the imagination or skill to want to turn scraps of wire into figures.
“ oh that is interesting, sounds like fun. You have to show me some of them some time. Especially that mini you one that sounds cute. Maybe you can make one of me sometime. What do you say?”
He bumped his side into techies playfully as they walked Into the cafe. He was silent while he went to grab his food which was never really what he wanted it never was with the Order. He waited for techie to get his food before finding them an empty table to sit at.
Techie nodded eagerly, pleased to be given permission to make a wire friend of Matt! The thought had crossed his mind before, but it had seemed creepy at the time. With Matt’s go ahead? He would do it.
Tray loaded up with food he’d not be able to stomach, Techie slips into the seat next to Matt and tries to ignore people’s stares. They look at him like he’s a side-show at a circus; a freak to be oogled. Doubly so when he’s with Mattie. Already there are rumors about them.
“I was th-thinking of selling some,” he whispers to Matt, snug against his side and food untouched. “Yours will b-be, um, free though. Obviously.”
Matt looked at techies tray full of food knowing he probably wouldn’t be eating much or if any of it. The man always seemed to do this whenever he went to the caf with matt which wasn’t too often. Matt didn’t care that he looked like he was eating like normal. The reason he invited techie to Luch was to make sure he at least ate something no matter how small that amount was.
His eyes wondered around the caf as he could feel the eyes on them. It wasn’t anything unusual as they always seemed to draw stares. They never were the most popular people on the ship but that didn’t matter. Matt didn’t need any one other than techie.
“ don’t worry about them. They don’t know anything about you. Just ignore them okay?” He knocked his foot against techies as he spoke.
He looked up from his lunch when techie spoke of selling the figures. He had not doubt that he could make some money selling them seeing how cute they looked. A smile spread on his face. If techie had wanted to charge him he would have happily paid the price. Still knowing he wasn’t made him happy.
“Thanks. I’ll see if I can drum up some business for you.”
When Matt glanced at his tray, Techie turned a bright pink. Oh. He’d forgotten all about eating… Matt was more important; always. He picks up a plastic spork and pushes the food around while he says, “I’ll try.”
Matt said to ignore them, so he’s got to try, at least! After a few moments of comfortable silence with his best friend, Techie was able to push their judgmental gazes from his mind.
When he spoke up once again, tucking some of his long red hair behind an ear, Techie smiled and said, “You d-don’t have to. Aren’t you on bad t-terms with your, um, coworkers as it is? If you start ‘p-peddling my wares’ they’ll be pissed, right?” Stars, he wanted Matt’s life to be perfect. But there was very little he could do to help.
There have been rumors… But you know what? I love Matt, and I trust him with my life. If he were really Kylo Ren, I feel like he’d tell me! At least I hope so…
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