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The stars are beautiful at night, especially in the arctic. Every night, since he joined Techno at his house, he comes out and watches the sky. In lmandburg it was difficult to see anything due to pollution from whatever crater was emitting gas or whoever decided to bridge across the sky.
Here there's none of that, and Tommy's grateful for that.
Snow crunches somewhere far off, growing nearer every second. He doesn't make a move to flee though, the steps are too heavy to be anything other than the piglin he lives with.
"What'cha doin' Theseus?" Sure enough it is. Tommy peels his eyes open to find the large man leaning over him, and he couldn't help but flush at the surprising sight.
"Stars are nice." Is all he manages to mumble out before closing his eyes again and listening for the footsteps to move away.
That never happens. Instead, the snow right next to him makes a loud crunch as Techno plays next to him.
Despite being here now, it's as silent as it was before the blood gods arrival.
Said man lets out a loud huff before seemingly he turns to Tommy. The boy does the same, finding his face only a few inches from the other.
Tommy finds himself flushing again, face growing warm. Techno doesn't seem to notice, most likely due to how dark it is at night.
The stay like that for a while before Tommy's eyes start to droop. Of course his body chooses to sleep now of all times.
The last thing he sees is Technoblades ruby red eyes staring into his before hes out like a light.
Tommy feels warmer walking up then he did falling asleep. Another thing he finds different is the even warmer weight against his back.
He lazily turns his head to look behind himself and flushes for the third time in the last twenty four hours.
There, right behind Tommy, spooning him, is the Technoblade.
The man who had killed thousands without any remorse, the man who has never shown a single care for Tommy until-
Until he'd found Tommy half dead in the nether during mating season.
He remembers reading about courting rituals a few years ago after he'd presented himself. For avians (which he is) the Male or top would prove able to protect any eggs the Female or bottom would have for them.
Of course, most of the time it's like that, but on some occasions a female is the top and a Male is the bottom. Their autonomy is strange like that.
Tommy remembers reading that piglin bottoms (again, could be Male of female) injure themselves in some way, and if the top they were trying to court protected them things would happen.
The avians cheeks flush even more than they were before. The realization that Techno thought they were courting made his own instincts run wild.
By saving him and protecting him from Dream, technically Techno had courted him back.
Gold is another part of piglin courting, and Tommy's mind wanders to the many gold trinkets he had given the man in hopes of not being killed.
Oh god, they are courting.
Unknown desire pool in Tommy's gut, and the thought of the clutches he would bear under Technos protection only worsened it.
As carefully as possible, he slipped out of the piglins hold and crept towards the door.
He took one last look at the man, his possible mate , before closing the door behind himself and heading towards his room.
He is not ready for that, not yet.
Tommy didn't bring up his revelation at all in the month since he woke up in Technos room. Thankfully, the man didnt bring that up either.
Although, he did seem sad that the avian hasnt been spending as much time with him. Tommy understands why, but he's terrified of the thought of children so early and with how Technos been acting it seemed like he wanted that already.
It isn't until hes stargazing again when they see each other again, and after that when anything again.
As usual, the sky was beautiful. It reminds him of when he was just a chick, hidden beneath his mothers wing for safety.
He misses that feeling. At least now he has Techno to protect him.
As the night goes on Tommy feels himself drift off again. The cold snow chilled his back, but the warmth from his wings made it bearable.
He’s half asleep when he hears the familiar crunch of snow heading his way. He was too tired to look towards Technoblade when he sat next to him again.
Because he’s a piglin, the gods' temperature is always warm even in snow and ice.
Tommy doesn't pull away when he's pulled on top of the other. He lets out a small sigh at the warmth that engulfs him. It's… nice to say the least.
He stays there, listening to the mans heartbeat and relishes in his warm body heat. Techno stays silent as Tommy drifts in and out of slumber, eventually he's asleep.
Again, he wakes up in Technoblades arms. This time Tommys face is pressed into his chest, with the others arms wrapped around his waist. His face flushes again, but unlike the first time he isn't able to wiggle his way out.
Just like last time, his mind wanders to the thought of mating. From where he is he can feel the muscles on Technos body, perfect for protecting him and his clutches.
The arousal pools in his gut again and fear courses through his veins. Once Techno wakes up he’ll know, and there's no doubt he'll want to mate with Tommy. As much as his insticts want it, he doesn't yet know if he wants it. Sure, being round with the others clutch sounds nice, but the thought of having children? He isnt ready for that.
Is anyone ever ready though?
Maybe he doesn't have to be ready to birth small piglins or avians.
And so he stops struggling. If Techno wants it, he does too.
The thought of mini Technos and Tommy's running around brings a smile to his face.
Then there's the fear of the eggs even surviving to be hatched. Tommy's own clutch mates were stillborn, leaving him as the only survivor. The thought of his own children going through the same thing is depressing to say the least.
He freezes when he feels techno shift. Some form of excitement bubbles in his chest at the thought of the larger railing him into the mattress, filling him with cum and eggs.
Well, Tommy will be the one with the eggs since piglins are live birth type mammals.
It's all confusing to be honest.
Techno shifts again and the avian cant help but notice the bulge against his leg. Even when he isn't hard it's a large bulge, and the arousal that rises at the thought of it at full size sends shivers down his spine.
The piglin tightens his hold on Tommy's waist and buries his face in the blond curls atop his head.
Techno stays silent for a little while before moving his face to the avians neck.
Tommy lets out a small whine at the action. On most hybrids neck there's a gland meant for mating, and those glands are extremely sensitive.
Techno must have heard his reaction, because the next thing he knew the piglin was trailing small kisses down his throat and running his tongue over the gland.
Tommy feels the mans erection rise on his leg, and he lets out a breathy moan at the feeling.
"W-Wait!" The avian tries to push the man away, but it's pointless. Thankfully, Techno listens and stops his movements.
" 'S wrong?" He mumbles into Tommy's shoulder. Said boy smiles a little, loving that the other at least cares for his wishes.
“I-” He fumbles with his words. Why did he tell him to stop? “I dont know.”
He doesn't realize tears are starting to stream down his face until Techno is pulling him closer and making some soothing noises.
Tommy assumed this is what mates in the nether would do to comfort each other.
"'s okay?" Techno murmurs into his hair.
The avian isn't sure he's able to Express it in words, so he shows it.
They both surge forward and their lips connect. Techno is quick to force his tongue into Tommy's mouth and explore it.
The avian let out a whine when the others hand trails down his body.
Tommy is sure his face is fully flushed now, but he doesn't care.
Their kiss ends as quickly as it started, and he cant help but let out a high pitched whine.
Technos hands trail down to his stomach, and he can't help but think of the clutch he may end up with after this is done.
The gasp he lets out when hands breach his pants make Technos eyes sparkle with lust.
The touches that are centered on his butt distract him from the kiss, and hes surprised when teeth nip at his lips.
"Ready, love?" The name sends shivers down Tommy's spine. He feels happy to be loved.
The hand on his ass trails downwards toward his hole.
" Y-yeah, god yes." Tommy shivers, arousal pooling further into his gut. He wraps his legs around Technos waist snd pulls their bodies closem "Please Tech, fill me with your clutch."
As soon as permission is given, long, thick and lube covered fingers start to prod at his hole.
Another small wine is let out when a finger pushes in. The pleasure adds more fuel to his aroused state, and he hears Techno let out a deep chuckle.
"Soon," The man starts. "You're gonna be big and round with my piglets."
So what if they have breeding links, it must've been quite obvious.
A second finger is added, and Tommy lets out a moan as it brushes past the sensitive bundle of nerves.
The smirk Techno makes doesn't go unnoticed, especially when that one spot becomes his sole focus.
Tommy gets his fingers around Technos sleeve and tugs on it.
" More." The demanding tone doesn't affect the piglin, but he does add a third finger.
Three fingers are thrusting in and out of his hole, occasionally hitting the nerves and sending spikes of pleasure into his body.
His eyes slips closed as the movements continue. The touches are addicting, and he doenst know why he was scared earlier.
Techno slowly removes the fingers after deeming the avian stretched enough. Tommy doesn't react until the slick sounds of lube is heard and a blunt (but large) tip is pressed to his entrance.
His eyes snap open and he pulls his body closer to the others. He scrambles to lock his arms around the mans neck and buries his face into the others scent gland.
As soon as that happens Techno quickly pushes his full length in. Tommy's eyes are blown wide and his mouth is agape in a silent scream.
The pain flares through his abdomen as the man stays fully seated. Hes at least grateful hes allowing Tommy to adjust. The painful movements quickly become too lurch and he finds himself blacking out for god knows how long.
It didnt seem to be long, as soothing circles are being rubbed on his back and the mans dick is still in his ass. Sweet nothings are being whispered in his ear, as the mans length is slowly rocked in and out of him.
Technos other hand is running over Tommy's own gland, and he melts into it.
The pain has lessened greatly since Techno first pushed in, now there was pleasure in the small thrusts.
"You back?" The piglins voice cuts through the static left in Tommy's mind.
He let's put a high pitched whine when the other hits his spot, and Techno gives a grunt of approval.
The thrusts slowly grow faster until Techno is jack hammering in and out of Tommy at a magnificent speed. The whines and moans he let's out only fuel the others aroused state and the speed be goes.
At some point the man manages to grab Tommy's neglected dick and starts to jerk him off in time with the thrusts.
"Tech!" Tommy's wings fluff up as he cums over their chests. As soon as he finishes his body goes limp.
"Mate will look so good with young, so round and beautiful." Techno continues his movements as the avians whines continue. The man starts kissing along Tommy's throat until reaching the gland and hovering over it.
The thought of mini thems running around makes Tommy let's put another loud moan. Techno would be the best with taking care of them.
Technos thrusting grows more erratic before the half formed knot at the base of his dick gets forced into him and he sinks his teeth into Tommy's scent gland.
The inhuman screech the avian let's out could go against endermen.
The warm feeling of Technos release filling him up makes Tommy whine loudly and bury his face in Technos shoulder.
They stay there until Technos knot dies down, and Tommy's sure some of the unformed eggs in him will grow.
God he hopes so.