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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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It was odd that he hadn’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.
“ I’m coming in.” 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 wasn’t even aware that the redhead was an alpha but techie didn’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 wouldn’t smell techies rut.

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

“Help me? H-How?” Techie is eager and yet terrified for the answer. He needs Matt to touch him, rid him of these clothes before he burns up or bursts out of his skin.

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

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“Oh I’m ah kriff ah um shit…” there was no need pretending matt knew techie knew that he had gotten a hard on.
“ your box of um dildos?”

“Y-Yeah. If you… l-like any, you can borrow them… I can sh-show you my, uh. Collection.”

Matt’s cheeks flushed at techies words. He forced himself to not pop a boner at his boyfriends offer.

“ um ah kriff really?”

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.

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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It was odd that he hadn’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.
“ I’m coming in.” 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 wasn’t even aware that the redhead was an alpha but techie didn’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 wouldn’t smell techies rut.

Techie was in the corner of his quarters, trembling under a thick blanket. His eyes were dilated so much it looked painful, and his cock was aching desperately between his legs. In a daze, he turned to look at the intruder and his lips parted in surprise. “M-Matt?” Stars, this was horrible. Techie was so damn horny he couldn’t think, and to have his best friend see him in such a state? How embarrassing. He hadn’t ever seen Matt in rut, and while he was horribly in love with him, the idea put him off.

Alpha/Alpha relationships weren’t unheard of, but they weren’t the norm. Often they were frowned upon and those partaking in the relationship were unofficially shunned. It was a stupid law, for sure, but…

Techie’s biology craved an Omega. He longed to sink inside and claim. It was unlikely Matt, who was definitely a better Alpha than him, would want that. His cock gave a pleading jerk and he shuddered, pulling the blanket over his head like a cloak.

“Go away,” he rasped, voice hoarse. “I’m a m-mess.”

Can I braid your hair? -Matt

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Of course! Go ahead, Mattie ❤️

[T3CH13N1C1@N posted at 8:54PM]

Techie leaned into his gentle touches and very nearly purred; Those strong fingers playing with his hair, massaging his scalp… His breathing picked up and went a little quicker, pulse pounding in his ears, while his eyelids stayed at half-mast. Techie thought maybe he would melt from how amazing this felt.

We’re married.

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Matt blinked as he slowly woke up. There was someone in bed with him that he could feel. It freaked him out slightly at first until his eyes landed upon the familiar mop of red hair on the pillow next to him. Techie hadn’t been there when he went to sleep but It wasn’t in common for either of them to climb into the others bed in the middle of the night. It was one of the reasons why they had given each other their access codes. Matt laid on his side smiling at the man laying next to him. It was hard sometimes being this close to him and not being able to do what he wanted.

It was a second before he felt an odd feeling around his finger. It confused him as he never wore any jewelry it did mix well with his job. His eyes widened a bit as he saw the golden band wrapped around his ring finger. He knew just what that meant but when did he get married he certainly didn’t do it in his sleep and to whom was he married. At that moment the gong we flung his arm around Matt’s side causing the technician to flush. His face flushed more eyes widening as he saw the same golden band wrapped around techies ring finger. He sat bolt up in bed when he realized that it was techie to whom he was apparently married. This must have been a joke because when did he he get married to him. Not that he didn’t want to but he would have liked to remember doing it.

“ what the Kriff happened last night?!?”

Techie made a soft hum and stretched out leisurely, sitting up. “Sex. You know, the usual,” he smiles wickedly, before cuddling up against Matt’s side, big blue eyes staring adoringly up at his husband. He’s wearing nothing more than tiny silk briefs (perilously thin), a love bite proudly on his neck, and a grin.

“Good m-morning, Mattie.”

Matt let’s out a loud squeak techie sits up. His cheeks flush as he see his bare chest and legs. Nothing much separating them but techies thin boxer and his. At little thought he looks under the sheet and see he’s wearing nothing but boxers just as thin as techies. When did he get these. Why would he get them. The words ring clear in his head and keep bouncing around in his head.

“ s-s-s-s-sex?!? We’ve never had sex. I’ve never had sex at all. A-and how are we married? When did that happen?” He said

He pulled away from the man next to him. He wasn’t sure what was going on but all he knew was he was feeling uncomfortable and ver anxious.

His brows furrow in confusion. “Matt, we’ve been m-married for four years. Did you… have a n-nightmare?” Was Matt still half asleep or something? Of course they were married! Techie had been there when it happened. And of course they had sex last night! Techie had also been there. 

The closest possible explanation for this was that Matt had woken up confused; unable to tell the difference between reality and whatever weird dream he’d had. Techie wrapped an arm around his husband’s shoulders and pressed his cheek to his bicep, leaving a little kiss there.

“There, there, Mattie. You’re okay. It was j-just a dream.”

Hi, Mattie… There’s something I want to ask you.

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Matt looked up from the thing he had been working on.
“ sure techie you can ask me anything. You know that.”

Techie froze. “Mattie?” He pulled all the way apart, cheeks rosy red. Had he gone too fast? Shit! Techie knew he had that problem; because he was easy, he often forgot others weren’t so quick to progress, relationship-wise.

”I’m s-sorry, Matt,” he says, eyes wide. “Did I… m-make you unc-comfortable?”

Can I braid your hair? -Matt

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Of course! Go ahead, Mattie ❤️

[T3CH13N1C1@N posted at 8:54PM]

Matt smiled at the other man. He had been hoping that the red head would answer that way. He’d often thought about doing this to the others hair but until now he’d never gotten up the courage to ask him. He thought that it might come off as weird or creepy.

“ really? I can? Do you need it washed first or can I go ahead and braid it?”

He hadn’t washed his hair in two weeks…

“Yeah, I sh-should wash it first. Give me a few minutes.” Techie grabs his ridiculous-looking shower googles and fits them securely over his eyes. This way they’ll stay dry and it’ll limit the irritation. He shrugs out of his oversized shirt and heads for the fresher. Thanks to Hux, he’s got running water instead of a sonic. Sonics work well but nothing beats the feel of clean water cascading over you, droplets pooling at the tip of your nose.

In the fresher, Techie sits under the spray and suds up his hair with that flower scented bar soap he likes so much, the door slightly ajar. He must look stupid, and in front of Matt, to boot!

Matt’s face flushed as he watched techie strip out of his shirt. He wasn’t expecting the redhead to just take take his shirt off in front of him.

His eyes fell to the ground as he heard techie enter the refresher. What he doesn’t hear is the door shut. His eyes flit up and are meet with the outline of the other technician washing his hair. He let out a small gasp as his eyes again fall to the ground not wanting to be caught looking at the other man. Nor did he want to breach the mans privacy but techie had to have known the door wasn’t closed all the way before getting in. The question was did he do this on purpose and that he wanted matt looking at him like this. Still he kept his eyes to the ground.

“ the smells good.” He said as the scent of the soap hit his nose.

Techie reappeared in the bedroom with a blue towel around his thin shoulders and his red hair (now washed and dried) looking fluffy and soft. The shirt is still gone. “You can borrow my soap if you w-want. It really does smell good.”

He sits on the edge of the bed and twists so Matt can easily access his hair. Up this close, the smell of flowers is even stronger.