He can’t seem to keep his hands off of Kylo, bringing them up and hovering them over his arm as thought he might disappear. “Wh-what does this mean for us, Kylo? Are we… b-boyfriends?” Everything that’s just happened between them would signal that, yes, they’re involved now. But… a pang of fear hits him square in the chest.
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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.
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.
“Okay,” Techie murmurs, dazed. He slides off Matt’s body and kneels between his spread legs, a hand at the base of his cock, squeezing tight so he doesn’t blow his load right then and there. “I’ve got y-you, baby.” Endearments slip from Techie’s tongue so naturally; he can’t hide how madly in love he is, especially not now when they’re being intimate like this.
Techie takes his cock and lines up with Matt’s slick entrance. So overcome by lust and love is he that the sweet slick goes unnoticed as he carefully slides into his lover, his “alpha”.
“Matt,” he breathes, pupils blown, hips stuttering as he fights the urge to just sink balls deep without any warning. “Mattie, t-tight- hah-!”
“Good, Armie, holy shit, it’s g-good!” Techie tries to clench around his brother’s fingers to pull him in deeper, but his hole flutters uselessly, too loose. He craves Hux’s hot, heavy dick; stretching him, filling him up totally, completely.
When Hux’s fingers brush Techie’s sensitive spot, his thighs tremble and try to draw together. His entire body tenses like a string and words fail Techie’s overheated mind. Desperately, he wants to encourage Hux, beg him to fuck him already, but all the comes out are wanton moans. Techie wiggles his hips back to coax his brother’s magic fingers back onto his prostrate before he whines and sobs for more.
“Your so good for me, Techie. My friend. My lover. Fuck. You have been my everything my whole life.” Hux breathes, grazing over Techie’s sweet spot before slowly pulling his fingers out.
He cannot hold back any more. He needs to be inside Techie, needs to feel the kind of closeness only sex can offer. His brother’s whorish moans will be the death of him, and without warning he adjusts himself and lines up his cock with Techie’s hole.
He presses in slowly at first, letting the heat of techies body surround him. It feels too good, however, and his control is lost fast. He thrusts inside, draping himself over Techie as they finally, finally, become one.
“God. Techie. You feel-ah-you feel amazing.” Hux pants, dipping his head down to suck on Techies throat. He wants to leave bruises, wants the world to know Techie is his. He lets his hand grip his brother’s thigh, lifting his leg just right to get the perfect angle while he rolls his hips.
“Tell me, everything your feeling.” Hux asks. He needs to hear every dirty moan and secret from his twins mouth.
“Armie! Holy shit!” Techie moans low and a few tears slip out. It doesn’t hurt, not nearly as much as he’d imagined it would his first time. Armitage is perfect, he’s the center of Techie’s world and right now his vision has narrowed down to just his brother to match that. “You’re b-big,” he gasps, lips parted and eyes a little glazed over.
He goes absolutely limp in his twin’s feverishly affectionate hold, trusting completely that Armitage won’t hurt him. His brother has never been cruel to him like the rest of the world. “I feel s-so full… Ah! Mmm, l-like part of me’s been miss-sing til now-!”
Techie clenches around his brother’s throbbing erection and wiggles his ass as close to him as he can, tongue out and panting, red-faced. “I was made for you,” is his euphoric whisper as Techie turns his head to let Hux mouthe at his skin. It’s already blossoming red under his attentions.
“Move, p-please or I’ll g-go- mmm, please!”
Um. So. Remember that time you dropped your glasses in my room? Did you see… what was under the bed?
“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’s eyes were not-so-subtly flicking to Matt’s crotch every few moments, and then they’d drift to Matt’s big hands on the toy…
He couldn’t help it; his dick started to stir and alarm bells went off, ringing insanely loud in Techie’s mind. “Uh, Matt! You can. Y-you know… take the box. And borrow it.” Truthfully, if Techie didn’t have Matt out of his room right now he’d probably pounce, and he couldn’t let himself do that knowing his boyfriend was still so shy.
Matt’s cheeks flushed at the statement. He really wasn’t sure if would use one let alone a while box of dildos. His eyes flited from the one in his hand to the whole box full that still sat in his boyfriend ms lap.
“ n-no no techie I’m fine…o-ones fine I wouldn’t know what to do with the whole box.”
His cheeks flushed as he looked down at his lap and the dildo still in his hand. His hands continued to roam over the plastic toy as he flipped it over in his hands more than was necessary.
Techie’s deep breath is the only sound in the room for a moment. Then he says, face pink, “I’m g-gonna be honest, here… You touching the th-thing that’s been in my ass is a major, uh, t-turn on.”
He rubs the back of his neck and struggles to make eye contact with Matt. It’s 100% certain that, if he does, Techie will spontaneously combust and then pop a full boner. (Maybe not in that order…)
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The party was in full swing. Techie wasn’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, Techie’s bladder complained until he was forced to stop at a gas station for relief. Fuck it, he thinks to himself, near hysterics. He’ll shoot up right here, right now. It’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!
He sniffles and wipes at his eyes, clutching onto her for dear life. “Maybe… I c-could help you.” The question was: HOW?
Techie had been missing for a few days. He wouldn’t answer his comm at all, and he’d called out of work.
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.
He was, in all honesty, a little confused about how to proceed. Who would be going inside who here? Maybe they’d just rub on each other the whole time? Techie decides to keep the sexy mood going even as he searches for more information:
Techie mouthes at his neck, the spot where all the intoxicating smells were concentrated, and slides back a little, legs spread, until the curve of his ass is flush against Matt’s hot, hard cock. “Mattie,” he cooes, breath warm against his ear, “W-Want me inside?”
Shit, how he aches to be sheathed inside this gorgeous man’s body, feel him pull Techie in deeper and milk him of his cum.
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Holding back a nervous, awkward laugh, Techie replied, “Um… I used to.” But it had been so long since he’d felt anything like this for anyone. “Not s-so much anymore.”
Um. So. Remember that time you dropped your glasses in my room? Did you see… what was under the bed?
“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’s eyes were not-so-subtly flicking to Matt’s crotch every few moments, and then they’d drift to Matt’s big hands on the toy…
He couldn’t help it; his dick started to stir and alarm bells went off, ringing insanely loud in Techie’s mind. “Uh, Matt! You can. Y-you know… take the box. And borrow it.” Truthfully, if Techie didn’t have Matt out of his room right now he’d probably pounce, and he couldn’t let himself do that knowing his boyfriend was still so shy.
>Foxglove speaking< How are your wounds? Do you need anything?
“Hi, F-Foxglove!” Techie looked up from the greenhouse’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 he’d even managed to put on enough weight to form a little pouch over his tummy, no longer skin and bones.
“I’m d-doing a lot better. I owe you my l-life,” he smiled.This kind of situation hardly ever ended “fine” but he’d take a deep breath, relax. Leave this in Foxglove’s capable hands and hope for the best. Take another deep breath, just in case.
“Thank y-you, Foxglove. You’ve b-been nothing but nice to me since I got here, and I… I don’t underst-tand why. I’m just a grunt.” He shifted his face towards the ground, staring at his own shoes. They weren’t the same ratty old sneakers he’d come in with; Foxglove had provided newer ones (with no holes!)
“I want to help you,” Techie says, determined. “Do s-something big!”
“Of course! I am glad to be able to help. Every little bit of kindness in this hell hole of a city, is a gift. Those in the position to be able to provide that, should.”, she told him sincerely. “Some, need it more than others.”
She looked pointedly at him, then out to where some children were running up and down the rows between plants.
“If you want to do more than you already do, you can. Just don’t feel obligated.”
She smiled warmly.
His gaze drifts over to where Foxglove is looking, at the smiling children. A thoughtful, relaxed silence falls over them. It’s pleasant like this, sitting side by side with a friend.
“I’d want to… W-with the kids. Um. Work with them, if th-that’s alright.” Ever since he was a little boy, Techie had known he wanted to grow up and become a father. Not just any type of father: a good one.
Maybe helping these children would be as close as he’d ever get, now that his life had gotten so screwed up.
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