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Jack wakes up in his nest, soft and warm and hazy, bathed in Robby’s scent. His favorite way to be.
Robby is still sleeping under him, his chest rising and falling under Jack’s ear, letting Jack listen to his heartbeat and the soft snores Robby would deny if Jack ever brought them up. It’s day two of Jack’s heat, and the sweet scent of it sings at the edges of his awareness, but Jack is much more interested in Robby.
Robby with his peaceful face and closed eyes and long lashes, Robby covered in hickeys around his mating bite, Robby in nothing but skin, Robby with bedhead here in Jack’s nest, the nest Jack worked so hard to perfect. Not just for himself, but for his alpha, to show off his work and receive praise for.
It’s a perfect ring in the center of the bed, made up of Robby’s well worn hoodies and Jack’s favorite blankets and perfectly fluffed pillows. Robby waited so patiently, so respectfully until Jack announced it was done, never daring to enter that omega’s sacred space without being invited first. He told Jack what a good nest it was, what a perfect home for them to spend Jack’s heat, how it smelled like them both.
All Jack can smell now is Robby’s thick pine scent, and he fills his nose and mouth with it, closing his eyes at the deliciousness. He doesn’t want to live in a world where that scent isn’t the first thing that he wakes up to. Smelling it on Robby’s pillow in the mornings when Robby goes to work has nothing on this, having it fresh and unlimited from the source.
Jack snuggles closer against his alpha, savoring the feeling of Robby’s skin against Jack’s bare chest, closing his own eyes briefly. He wants to burrow into Robby’s arms ever deeper. Jack wants to stay here forever with the soft morning sunlight painting gold into Robby’s hair.
But despite the lovely peace and quiet, the relief from knowing neither of them have anywhere to be…he can’t deny the fact that he’s leaking, aching, empty and needy the way only Robby can fix. Jack bites his lip, trying to stifle his needy whines. It’s day two of his heat. He’s surprised it took this long for the ache to make itself known.
Maybe he can get some relief without waking Robby up. Jack wants him to get his sleep, after all—Robby has to work to keep up with him during heat, and he needs all the rest he can get. Even on a normal day, he would.
Jack doesn’t want to deprive him of that, but he also needs something inside him, some pressure against his crotch, already soaking his thighs. He’s squirming against Robby’s thigh, arranging himself so he can grind down against it more firmly. What Jack would really like is to grind against Robby’s cock, even soft, but that’s sure to wake Robby up.
“Jack?” Robby murmurs, an arm sliding around Jack’s back. The sound of his alpha’s voice, the sight of his nose slowly twitching as Jack’s slick scent fills the air, makes Jack ache. Makes fresh neediness consume him. He lets out some new raw sound, grinding harder, gripping Robby’s shoulders. Jack can feel sweat dripping down the back of his neck from this already.
“Shh, shh, Jack,” Robby whispers, voice still rough from sleep, cracking his eyes open with a reassuring smile. “I got you. I’m gonna take care of you, my sweet omega. How long have you been like this, poor thing?”
“Not long,” Jack manages, panting. Now that he’s not afraid of waking Robby up, he grinds hard and slow, spreading wetness all over Robby’s thigh.
“You should’ve woken me. You’re in heat, you need me.”
Jack tingles at that. “It seems like—like I did. With my scent.” He ducks his head and moans with his mouth open. Robby quietly moans. The thick, delicious scent of alpha arousal is filling the air, mingling with the scent of heat and the nest and Jack’s own slick. The combination is lethal.
Robby captures Jack’s mouth in a soft and eager kiss, laying Jack on his back with a gentle hand in the center of his chest. He keeps a hand between Jack’s thighs for him to grind up against, just for now.
The hand on his chest is meant to soothe, to keep Jack in place, not to control, but Jack’s heatstruck brain can’t help thinking of it as an alpha’s dominant hold. Stay still where I put you or else. Part of Jack wants to test the what else while he whines into Robby’s mouth and humps his palm like a mindless dog, squirming and eager to be filled.
The greater part of him wants to lay limply and let Robby do all the work. He’s not in a bratty mood right now, he’s in a sweet and loving mood, the kind where all he has to do is be good for his alpha so that his alpha will take care of him.
And that’s before Robby gets a hand on the back of his neck, to cradle his head, but it still elicits an involuntary whine. The tingling sensation when Robby scruffs him gently or hard is addicting, fuzzy, making his head go blank and his body go limp. If he weren’t already presenting his belly to Robby, he would flop until he was belly up and laid out at his mercy.
Jack is shhed and soothed again as Robby lays his body flat on top of Jack’s, chests pressed together, Robby’s face in his neck, pressing soft kisses and licking up his mating bite with delicious tingles. Jack wants Robby closer and inside him, knotting him deep, but he can’t fathom separating from Robby long enough to make that happen. Shouldn’t that be Robby’s job, anyway?
“Alpha,” Jack whines, wrapping arms and leg around him, pulling him closer, starting to sweat from the heat. “Alpha—”
“I’ve got you, omega, I’ve got you,” Robby murmurs assuringly, hands all over him, and Jack’s heat floats away the last remaining dregs of coherent thought. Robby is still speaking, soft words in his ear, but they’re nothing but static. They’re not important.
The cadence of Robby’s voice is what’s important, the protectiveness, the certainty in his voice and his scent and his frame that he’s going to take care of Jack without a moment’s hesitation. He’s ultra confident that he knows what he’s doing, and it’s an aphrodisiac. Not that Jack needs one.
Here in this nest that smells entirely of them, soft and warm, they’re safe, and Jack will be taken care of the way only Robby knows how.
His alpha has him.