[Text #16- Helpful]
To: Captain Phasma
From: Techie
Have you tried jiggling the back? The wires might be loose.
[Sent at 12:00AM]
[Text] It works now! Thank you, Techie! I owe you one. -Phasma đź’‹
To: Captain Phasma
From: Techie
You’re welcome! Let me know if you need anything else 🙂
[Sent at 11:11PM]
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 reaches out with an unsteady hand, ghosting his fingertips over the wide expanse of Matt’s back. He wants to touch, beg for him not to leave. What had he done? This was SO typical! Nothing but a fuck-up, Techie. That’s what he’ll always be.
He stifles a sob and pulls the blankets over him like a hood, covering everything but his face. Hot tears stream down his reddened cheeks. All this has left him a confused, miserable daze: Techie’s cock is still painfully hard but the heartache leaves him incapacitated.
There’s nothing for him to say to Matt. He watches him leave with sad, red-rimmed eyes. Techie’s lips quiver and he throws himself face-down on the bed, finally ready to let the tears flow freely.Â
Techie opens one eye and a languid smile blooms on his sweaty face. “I love you,” he echoes, dazed and satisfied. Never in his life had he imagined this would happen. Every step he’d taken, every decision, led to this sacred, sinful moment and Techie was the happiest man on Earth. With a reverently outstretched hand, he cups his brother’s cheek and whispers, “How did I ever think I could live without you?”
When he shifts to let Armie lay comfortably beside him, warm cum trickles out from his cheeks and down his thighs. It’s unbearably erotic. He’s warm all over, pulling his brother -lover!- into his arms and burying his nose into the crook of his neck.Â
A sudden thought leaves him with ice for veins. “Armie… Is th-this… a one-t-time thing?” Their relationship, if there even is one, is dangerous. Nobody will be kind to them. Society isn’t ready for a love like theirs, and probably won’t be in their lifetimes. He shudders and tugs Hux even closer, clinging for dear life.
[Text #3- Scared]
To: Foxglove
From: Techie
weird sounds coming from my room, i think someones in there
[Sent at 10:08PM]
To: Techie
From: Foxglove
Stay hidden, I’ll be there with some of the boys ASAP!!!
To: Foxglove
From: Techie
plz hurry, im scared
[Text #13- Wrong Number]
To: Matt
From: TechieStars above, I wasn’t anywhere near a console when it was hacked! I’m loyal to the First Order, Leslee. There’s no way it was me.
[Sent at 5:40PM]
To: Matt
From: Techie
No, please stay out of it. I can’t get you in trouble too. I’ll be okay, Mattie, I promise. I’m like a cockroach- hard to kill.Â
I have to message Leslee and plead my case, since it looks like I sent the original message to you instead.
“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?”
Techie returns the kiss, lightheaded and burning hot. He cups Matt’s cheek and they just breathe together after they pull apart, watching each other. “I kn-know that,” he says, and it’s painfully true. One only needs to look at Matt and that truth is written on his face.
“We’ll m-move at whatever pace you want, Mattie,” Techie promises. “Sorry if I get ah-head of myself, sometimes.”
“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?”
“Whatev-ver you want to do,” Techie insists, feeling a little hysterical. He’s so turned on he can’t think, but it’s all up to Matt how (or if) they proceed from here. His wishes should be respected at all costs.Â
Techie takes the dildo and ducks his head to hide the near-permanent blush he sports. “I’ll just p-put this. Um. Away.”Â
It was rare that Techie fell into a deep sleep, but the events of the day had utterly exhausted him. His mind fell oddly silent except for… a dream? Not a nightmare like the usual fare.
Techie caught glimpses of colors: a sunshine yellow, wisps of soft charcoal, an earthy brown. There were voices too; one that sent satisfied shivers down his spine and another, more youthful, that made Techie feel warm and his heart full to bursting. These were the soft, intangible things that he reached out for- so close, his fingers just brushing something smooth like the satin of a hair ribbon, and then-
He woke up.Â
“Nao,” he whispers, hoarse. His throat is so dry it feels like the oppressively hot sun of Mega City One has taken up residence in it. She’s still there. Some deeply buried fear that Naomi would steal away in the night and never be seen again was laid to rest. Techie sits up and sees that she’s coming to.
Gently, he pulls the blanket up over her shoulders where it had slipped down during the night. “Good morning.”Â
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 let out a loud OOF as he was shoved away, air getting suddenly knocked out of his lungs. The extra distance between their bodies makes his dick slip out of Matt, and Techie catches his breath with wide, hurt eyes focused on Matt’s face. “Wh-wha… d-did I- um, M-Matt- are you-?” He can’t finish anything he tries to say, tripping and stumbling over each word like his tongue is made of lead.
He kneels before Matt, naked and trembling, utterly vulnerable, and feels his world self-destruct.
Matt doesn’t want this, want him. Techie… did something wrong, and now Matt thinks he’s disgusting. It’s a sharp stab to his heart, and he fights back hot tears.
TechieHux 