( finn's still in panic mode and would probably be pacing and flailing about if he weren't still holding tight onto yuri, arms hooked under his knees. yuri's assigned staff especially look concerned for him but when finn tries to release his fiance, he finds himself clung to a little longer. )
Lemme just — I'll just help him in and you can take care of the rest. His underthings are wet anyway?
( without their approval, finn trudges into the bathroom, followed by a couple of people already mopping the floor up behind him. he'll have to get cleaned up himself, but that's for finn later.
with a small grunt, he turns around and rests his rear on the lip of the clawfoot tub, giving yuri's leg a squeeze. ) I won't be far from you. I — I don't want us to get into trouble either, but I'll be as close as I can be!
[ yuri still doesn't want to let go, even with the promise of finn staying nearby, but there's a call from the tub that he simply can't resist. so he eventually slides off of finn's back, groaning as he sinks down into the tub still dressed. he sinks down as far into the water as he can go without dunking under completely and he lets out a slow breath. the water is cold, blessedly so, and he curls up a little where he sits.
he lifts his gaze, looking up at finn. ]
Could you...
[ his cheeks are pink, both from the heat and from embarrassment over even asking this. ]
Some of your clothes. I need-- can you leave them on my bed? That towel, too. Please.
Oh. Uh. Sure! Makes sense - good to have your future husband's scent and all.
( finn lightly touches the top of yuri's head, not daring to touch him further for now. )
We'll all let you, um. Well, we'll leave you alone for now but everyone's here if you need anything! ( finn doesn't look as chipper as he sounds, brow still clearly furrowed in concern, sad he can't do much for yuri right now.
he wiggles his fingers and waves goodbye before closing the door behind him, hurrying to get himself cleaned up. dutifully, he passes a few of his worn but-not-too-dirty clothes to a servant and asks him to hang the towel for yuri to have later. it wouldn't do to leave his beddings wet when he probably just wants to be comfortable.
finn sinks into his own bath, though he keeps his brief so he can throw on another set of clothes and pull a chair up to the door separating their suites. )
[ yuri lifts himself toward finn's hand as it touches his head and he lets out the most pitiful whine as he leaves. as soon as he does the maid from earlier flits into the room and busies herself with helping yuri, peeling him the rest of the way out of his clothes and making sure he's clean and as comfortable as he can get.
other things arrive by the time yuri is out of the bath, and not just the clothes that he had requested from finn. there are heat aids, like a heating pad for the cramps, some medication that should do a fair job of knocking him out so he can maybe get some rest. none of this is what he wants, and the maid exits the room as he picks up one of the pieces of clothing left on the bed.
he feels the first trickle of slick as he buries his face in finn's shirt and inhales, groaning quietly. this is why he didn't bother getting dressed after the bath; he's about to be a mess for the next day or two, until the worst of the symptoms subside.
yuri's making his way through the room, snatching up all of the clothes (and towel) that finn left behind when he feels a pull, a little tug toward the door. he moves over toward it and presses an ear to the door, lips pursed together. ]
( after what feels like an eternity, finn perks up at the sound of his voice. the slight change in his tone still worries finn, and he presses his hand against the door, tapping his nails against it. )
I'm here! Do you feel — I guess you don't feel better, but I hope that the bath helped a little bit.
( and softly, ) They keep reminding me to stay away, even if I won't... lose control or anything. I wish I could be there with you, anyway. But you probably need your privacy.
( can't have the union tainted or something or other. finn thinks it's all silly. )
I don't think it's you they're worried about losing control, Finn.
[ yuri smiles faintly, appeased that finn was apparently waiting at the door for him to finish up. it's reassuring, and sweet, and it's mollified his omega for the time being. enough that he has the presence of mind to start working on his nest.
ideally, he'd want to do it somewhere soft like, oh, on his bed, but finn is on the other side of that door and he wants to be close. so he starts everything off with removing every cushion from every chair in the room and putting them in a pile by the door before he starts building the nest around it.
finn can probably just hear the fwump of the cushions, followed by yuri quietly cursing out the articles of clothing as he tries to put them in the right spot. ]
Stupid-- no, not there, there. Why won't you cooper--aha!
[ things finally settle down as yuri makes himself comfortable, pressed as close to the door as his nest wall will let him. ]
I wanted my first heat with you around to be after we were married. So we could do this properly.
I know I've got, uhm. Duties! But, maybe it's better this way? I know that sounds kind of silly, but I can at least... learn about what you want? For your next heat?
( as much as he ran away from school whenever he could, finn genuinely enjoys learning on his own. and he most certainly wants to absorb everything he can about yuri, especially he'll have to work a little harder to fulfill some biological needs.
he giggles softly, listening to him fuss around by the door, and he pulls his legs up on the wingback chair so he can get comfortable. )
[ the word is out faster than yuri means for it to be and his eyes go wide, so very glad that finn can't see him through the door. (though he can most likely smell him, his pheromones coming off of him in waves as he lays there just thinking about fin.) ]
I-I mean. Um. Just that it uh. It. Definitely felt better, when you were holding me on the way here. So.
[ yuri imagines it will feel even better if they could-- ]
The clothes are helping, though! They're really-- having your scent mixed in with mine is soothing. I've never...
[ he says something, muffled, before he lifts his head and repeats it because he knows there's no way finn heard that. ]
This is my first time mixing someone else's things in with mine...
( he smiles like the sweet dope that he is, ducking his head bashfully. )
I wish I could at least be in the room with you, even if we, um. Can't do anything. Though to be honest, I don't really know how... um. To do anything.
I mean! I do in theory. Not practice?
( the thought has loomed over him since he had been informed of the engagement. at least he feels more assured that yuri does want him around. it really a question of whether finn will be helpful or not.
of course, finn also can't see how his own fiance is buried under piles of his clothes. that might be a reassuring enough visual on its own. )
[ yuri is giggling, so terribly endeared by finn floundering through admitting being a virgin. it's not as though yuri's in a different boat by any stretch of the imagination, but it's very cute to admit to it. and then he's excited, because-- ]
I guess that just means we'll get to learn together, then.
[ and isn't that an exciting prospect?
the question makes him go quiet and he reaches out, pulling his sister's stuffed rabbit to him to clutch it to his chest and curl into a ball. ]
It's hard. It hurts so much the whole time, and I get sweaty and sticky and disgusting and-- and I just. Hold on. Until it passes. I mean I'll um. Y'know. To help relieve it a bit but it's not what my body wants.
Well, it probably won't be as helpful, but at least you can... You have my things and imagine me there for now? And I'll ask to have food brought up to us so I can eat here with you.
( he lifts his hand again to trace over the ring patterns on the oak door, pursing his lips. maybe what he's doing right now isn't the most useful. ) I can keep talking! Or just. Sit here quietly with you. Whatever you want.
[ oh don't worry, finn, he's already imagining you beside him. which really just means that his hands have started to wander, lightly caressing his own skin in their wonderings of what it would feel like if finn was touching him instead. ]
No, no, please, keep talking. I'm-- tell me.
[ he scoots closer to the door, rolling over so his back is as against it as he can get it, pretending he can feel arms circling around him. ]
W-what would you... do. If you could be over here. Anything, even if it's just patting my head.
I'd probably be running my fingers through your hair a little since I think you like that. ( finn continues aimlessly drawing shapes over the door, nails dragging along the wood in some vain hope that yuri might hear him so he's doubly assured that finn is right there beside him. )
We'd probably be cozier in bed! I can sit with you. Or, um. Lay down with you, if that made you feel better, since you said you liked when you were on my back earlier.
( for their foray into tentative dirty talk, finn remains ill-equipped. he continues searching in the depths of his mind for suitable vocabulary, feeling his palms become sweaty. )
I think it'd be nice to have your face in my neck to make sure you could always smell me.
[ no, this is good. this is definitely good. yuri lets out a quiet sigh and lets himself focus on just listening to finn, to his words, to that light scratching he can hear on the door. he wonders if maybe they'd be able to get a chain lock attached to the door? finn could lock it but still be able to crack the door open, just a little, so he could maybe reach through and actually stroke his hair... ]
It would. It'd be... it... mn...
[ his hands have wandered lower already, one wrapping firmly around the base of his cock while his other slips down between his legs. ]
I like your smell so much, Finn. From the first day to today, I've only come to like it more and... ah, mm... more.
[ he is going to be so embarrassed when he comes out of the other side of this heat. ]
( that. makes him feel really good, actually. it isn't that he's doubted yuri's interest in getting to know him, but to know that he doesn't need a strong, all-encompassing alpha scent is assuring to him. )
I like how you smell too, Yuri. It's sweet, just like you. I'll always think of you whenever I have something orange.
( he scoots forward to rest his head on the door, moving the chair with him, dragging the legs along the rug. )
I wish I could kiss you again, ( finn murmurs shyly. they've already had their first few kisses, so that isn't too scandalous of him to hope for. ) I like kissing you. I wish we could've done it while we were swimming.
[ yuri whines at that, the noise caught in the back of his throat. his hands start to move, to touch and caress and do all of the things that finn is unable to. not yet, not today, but soon. soon. ]
I wanted to. It would've been... really romantic... oh, Finn...
[ he curls a little tighter on himself, the pain giving way to pleasure as he buries two fingers in deep. he's probably going to develop a cramp in his hand but it's fine. this is fine. ]
When this... this is done, kiss me. As many times as you weren't able. Okay?
yuri's noises make finn squirm in his seat, shifting his weight from one leg to another and he tries to steady himself by pressing his palm flat against the door. it's difficult for him to settle on one position, partly due to the discomfort of his chosen location and partly because, well... )
I will, ( he promises, his own voice sounding airy and sort of distant as he stares at the spaces between his fingers. finn doesn't quite picture yuri other than a small figure in a pile of fabric, but he does cling to the breathy sound of his voice. eventually, finn foregoes the chair and settles on the floor, now much closer to where yuri is.
[ yuri will get wrapped up in those big arms and held by those big hands and kissed all over his face and he'll be so happy about it.
there's a small part, somewhere far back in his brain, that's saying that this isn't maybe the greatest idea in the world, if only because it's going to make it that much more difficult for yuri to behave until the wedding, but that part is drowned out by the very happy omega preening itself over its sweet, attentive beta fiancé. it's not even upset about finn not being an alpha anymore.
the question makes his hands stutter as he thinks about what could have gone down out there and he groans, turning his head a little to bite a sweater. ]
It would have been... been nice if maybe you had taken off your, ah, your undershirt. So I could s-see what... what you look like...
[ improper. so improper. ]
I'd have done th-the same. For you. Only for you, Finn.
( give him a second. he needs to open his windows again to cool himself down.
in some attempt to keep himself in check, he returns to his spot with his back to the wall, knees pulled to his chest as a small physical reminder that they really do have to be careful and save themselves for each other, for their big day.
and he probably ( unfortunately ) should keep his shirt on until then. )
You're already so — so pretty. I'm sure you're even prettier like that, ( finn utters earnestly. )
[ and he'll see. and he'll have someone to help with his heats, who'll brush his fingers through his hair and whisper soothing things and be there for him.
yuri lets out a particularly sharp gasp and he rolls over onto his stomach, presenting to no one but the thought of his soon-to-be husband. ]
I'm almost-- Finn. Finn, Finn, mine, my beta, all mi--
[ yuri cuts himself off, biting down hard on a cushion underneath him as he spills into the pile of clothing. his body clamps around his fingers, searching for something more substantial, disappointed it's not there but still satiated.
he collapses, then, rolling just enough to the side that he doesn't land in the puddle. the pain has eased (for now), taken a backseat to the pleasure rippling through him, and he lets out a pleased sigh. ]
( hearing yuri practically sing his name from the other room puts finn in quite a state and he doesn't yet have a name for the emotion he's feeling just yet. it makes him scared, sure, but it also makes him actually eager for his next cycle so he can actually be there to hold him. )
Yours.
( finn sighs in relief when he hears ( and, maybe he's imagining it but he seems to also feel ) yuri relax post-orgasm. after a few minutes of quiet, he rolls up onto his knees and scratches at the door again, almost affectionately. )
There's water there for you. You should hydrate or you'll feel dizzy! I can ask them to leave some food outside the door, too. Something light, I think. Maybe just some fruits if you're feeling sleepy.
[ yuri's head tilts instinctually at the little scratching noise, like he can imagine those fingers scratching against his scalp instead, and he lets out a low hum. ]
I will. Once I can stand up.
[ he's a little weak in the knees at the moment, and he doesn't particularly want to crawl across the room for the pitcher of water by his bed. he really should have moved it closer before he got all settled in. ]
The girl can bring it in. The one who was helping me. She's already seen everything, after all. I think her name is Ayla.
[ yuri groans as he pushes himself up into a sitting position and leans against the door. ]
I'll talk to her. She'll make sure you have everything you need!
( well, except for one on one time with finn. but that's something for the next time, he keeps reminding himself. and it sounds like these... little conversations seem helpful to yuri too.
he makes a few awkward noises, half-starts to sentences. now that yuri's satisfied for the moment, it takes finn a second to readjust to conversing normally. look, he's clearly not someone who dirty talks often. ever. at all. but it's not something he dislikes now that he's heard what it does to yuri. )
Is your nest good? Do you need anything more from my hamper?
Soon, maybe. Whenever my scent starts to take everything over.
[ which will be a downright shame, but he'll know when he needs more. the pain will be an oh-so-friendly reminder.
he smiles and tilts his head back, surveying the nest that he's sitting in. the cushions will need a deep clean before they can be used again; he probably should have thought about that before he started dismantling the chairs. ]
It's the loveliest nest I've ever built, especially for not having enough time to prepare ahead. I wish you could see it.
[ a small pause ]
We may have to take tea in your room for the foreseeable future, however.
( since they're having an awfully vulnerable day together, he feels more at ease with himself, at least enough to ask, ) I know what happens, like, I've read about it and heard a little about it from friends but. What is it like when you, Yuri, are in heat? Like, what was going through your mind?
( he lightly rests his forehead on the door again. it's drawing closer to their next mealtime, but he's reluctant to leave yuri like this. so the conversation continues until one of the staff think to cut in. )
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Date: 2024-06-15 10:55 pm (UTC)Lemme just — I'll just help him in and you can take care of the rest. His underthings are wet anyway?
( without their approval, finn trudges into the bathroom, followed by a couple of people already mopping the floor up behind him. he'll have to get cleaned up himself, but that's for finn later.
with a small grunt, he turns around and rests his rear on the lip of the clawfoot tub, giving yuri's leg a squeeze. ) I won't be far from you. I — I don't want us to get into trouble either, but I'll be as close as I can be!
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Date: 2024-06-15 11:12 pm (UTC)he lifts his gaze, looking up at finn. ]
Could you...
[ his cheeks are pink, both from the heat and from embarrassment over even asking this. ]
Some of your clothes. I need-- can you leave them on my bed? That towel, too. Please.
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Date: 2024-06-15 11:37 pm (UTC)( finn lightly touches the top of yuri's head, not daring to touch him further for now. )
We'll all let you, um. Well, we'll leave you alone for now but everyone's here if you need anything! ( finn doesn't look as chipper as he sounds, brow still clearly furrowed in concern, sad he can't do much for yuri right now.
he wiggles his fingers and waves goodbye before closing the door behind him, hurrying to get himself cleaned up. dutifully, he passes a few of his worn but-not-too-dirty clothes to a servant and asks him to hang the towel for yuri to have later. it wouldn't do to leave his beddings wet when he probably just wants to be comfortable.
finn sinks into his own bath, though he keeps his brief so he can throw on another set of clothes and pull a chair up to the door separating their suites. )
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Date: 2024-06-16 12:01 am (UTC)other things arrive by the time yuri is out of the bath, and not just the clothes that he had requested from finn. there are heat aids, like a heating pad for the cramps, some medication that should do a fair job of knocking him out so he can maybe get some rest. none of this is what he wants, and the maid exits the room as he picks up one of the pieces of clothing left on the bed.
he feels the first trickle of slick as he buries his face in finn's shirt and inhales, groaning quietly. this is why he didn't bother getting dressed after the bath; he's about to be a mess for the next day or two, until the worst of the symptoms subside.
yuri's making his way through the room, snatching up all of the clothes (and towel) that finn left behind when he feels a pull, a little tug toward the door. he moves over toward it and presses an ear to the door, lips pursed together. ]
Finn? Are you there?
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Date: 2024-06-16 12:52 am (UTC)( after what feels like an eternity, finn perks up at the sound of his voice. the slight change in his tone still worries finn, and he presses his hand against the door, tapping his nails against it. )
I'm here! Do you feel — I guess you don't feel better, but I hope that the bath helped a little bit.
( and softly, ) They keep reminding me to stay away, even if I won't... lose control or anything. I wish I could be there with you, anyway. But you probably need your privacy.
( can't have the union tainted or something or other. finn thinks it's all silly. )
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Date: 2024-06-16 01:12 am (UTC)[ yuri smiles faintly, appeased that finn was apparently waiting at the door for him to finish up. it's reassuring, and sweet, and it's mollified his omega for the time being. enough that he has the presence of mind to start working on his nest.
ideally, he'd want to do it somewhere soft like, oh, on his bed, but finn is on the other side of that door and he wants to be close. so he starts everything off with removing every cushion from every chair in the room and putting them in a pile by the door before he starts building the nest around it.
finn can probably just hear the fwump of the cushions, followed by yuri quietly cursing out the articles of clothing as he tries to put them in the right spot. ]
Stupid-- no, not there, there. Why won't you cooper--aha!
[ things finally settle down as yuri makes himself comfortable, pressed as close to the door as his nest wall will let him. ]
I wanted my first heat with you around to be after we were married. So we could do this properly.
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Date: 2024-06-16 01:35 am (UTC)( as much as he ran away from school whenever he could, finn genuinely enjoys learning on his own. and he most certainly wants to absorb everything he can about yuri, especially he'll have to work a little harder to fulfill some biological needs.
he giggles softly, listening to him fuss around by the door, and he pulls his legs up on the wingback chair so he can get comfortable. )
If you feel like telling me!
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Date: 2024-06-16 01:42 am (UTC)[ the word is out faster than yuri means for it to be and his eyes go wide, so very glad that finn can't see him through the door. (though he can most likely smell him, his pheromones coming off of him in waves as he lays there just thinking about fin.) ]
I-I mean. Um. Just that it uh. It. Definitely felt better, when you were holding me on the way here. So.
[ yuri imagines it will feel even better if they could-- ]
The clothes are helping, though! They're really-- having your scent mixed in with mine is soothing. I've never...
[ he says something, muffled, before he lifts his head and repeats it because he knows there's no way finn heard that. ]
This is my first time mixing someone else's things in with mine...
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Date: 2024-06-16 02:02 am (UTC)( he smiles like the sweet dope that he is, ducking his head bashfully. )
I wish I could at least be in the room with you, even if we, um. Can't do anything. Though to be honest, I don't really know how... um. To do anything.
I mean! I do in theory. Not practice?
( the thought has loomed over him since he had been informed of the engagement. at least he feels more assured that yuri does want him around. it really a question of whether finn will be helpful or not.
of course, finn also can't see how his own fiance is buried under piles of his clothes. that might be a reassuring enough visual on its own. )
How do you get through it alone, Yuri?
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Date: 2024-06-16 02:16 am (UTC)I guess that just means we'll get to learn together, then.
[ and isn't that an exciting prospect?
the question makes him go quiet and he reaches out, pulling his sister's stuffed rabbit to him to clutch it to his chest and curl into a ball. ]
It's hard. It hurts so much the whole time, and I get sweaty and sticky and disgusting and-- and I just. Hold on. Until it passes. I mean I'll um. Y'know. To help relieve it a bit but it's not what my body wants.
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Date: 2024-06-16 02:33 am (UTC)Well, it probably won't be as helpful, but at least you can... You have my things and imagine me there for now? And I'll ask to have food brought up to us so I can eat here with you.
( he lifts his hand again to trace over the ring patterns on the oak door, pursing his lips. maybe what he's doing right now isn't the most useful. ) I can keep talking! Or just. Sit here quietly with you. Whatever you want.
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Date: 2024-06-16 03:17 am (UTC)No, no, please, keep talking. I'm-- tell me.
[ he scoots closer to the door, rolling over so his back is as against it as he can get it, pretending he can feel arms circling around him. ]
W-what would you... do. If you could be over here. Anything, even if it's just patting my head.
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:08 am (UTC)I'd probably be running my fingers through your hair a little since I think you like that. ( finn continues aimlessly drawing shapes over the door, nails dragging along the wood in some vain hope that yuri might hear him so he's doubly assured that finn is right there beside him. )
We'd probably be cozier in bed! I can sit with you. Or, um. Lay down with you, if that made you feel better, since you said you liked when you were on my back earlier.
( for their foray into tentative dirty talk, finn remains ill-equipped. he continues searching in the depths of his mind for suitable vocabulary, feeling his palms become sweaty. )
I think it'd be nice to have your face in my neck to make sure you could always smell me.
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:18 am (UTC)It would. It'd be... it... mn...
[ his hands have wandered lower already, one wrapping firmly around the base of his cock while his other slips down between his legs. ]
I like your smell so much, Finn. From the first day to today, I've only come to like it more and... ah, mm... more.
[ he is going to be so embarrassed when he comes out of the other side of this heat. ]
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:27 am (UTC)I like how you smell too, Yuri. It's sweet, just like you. I'll always think of you whenever I have something orange.
( he scoots forward to rest his head on the door, moving the chair with him, dragging the legs along the rug. )
I wish I could kiss you again, ( finn murmurs shyly. they've already had their first few kisses, so that isn't too scandalous of him to hope for. ) I like kissing you. I wish we could've done it while we were swimming.
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:41 am (UTC)[ yuri whines at that, the noise caught in the back of his throat. his hands start to move, to touch and caress and do all of the things that finn is unable to. not yet, not today, but soon. soon. ]
I wanted to. It would've been... really romantic... oh, Finn...
[ he curls a little tighter on himself, the pain giving way to pleasure as he buries two fingers in deep. he's probably going to develop a cramp in his hand but it's fine. this is fine. ]
When this... this is done, kiss me. As many times as you weren't able. Okay?
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:51 am (UTC)yuri's noises make finn squirm in his seat, shifting his weight from one leg to another and he tries to steady himself by pressing his palm flat against the door. it's difficult for him to settle on one position, partly due to the discomfort of his chosen location and partly because, well... )
I will, ( he promises, his own voice sounding airy and sort of distant as he stares at the spaces between his fingers. finn doesn't quite picture yuri other than a small figure in a pile of fabric, but he does cling to the breathy sound of his voice. eventually, finn foregoes the chair and settles on the floor, now much closer to where yuri is.
he clears his throat. )
What - what did you want to happen outside, Yuri?
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Date: 2024-06-16 05:07 am (UTC)[ yuri will get wrapped up in those big arms and held by those big hands and kissed all over his face and he'll be so happy about it.
there's a small part, somewhere far back in his brain, that's saying that this isn't maybe the greatest idea in the world, if only because it's going to make it that much more difficult for yuri to behave until the wedding, but that part is drowned out by the very happy omega preening itself over its sweet, attentive beta fiancé. it's not even upset about finn not being an alpha anymore.
the question makes his hands stutter as he thinks about what could have gone down out there and he groans, turning his head a little to bite a sweater. ]
It would have been... been nice if maybe you had taken off your, ah, your undershirt. So I could s-see what... what you look like...
[ improper. so improper. ]
I'd have done th-the same. For you. Only for you, Finn.
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Date: 2024-06-16 05:19 am (UTC)in some attempt to keep himself in check, he returns to his spot with his back to the wall, knees pulled to his chest as a small physical reminder that they really do have to be careful and save themselves for each other, for their big day.
and he probably ( unfortunately ) should keep his shirt on until then. )
You're already so — so pretty. I'm sure you're even prettier like that, ( finn utters earnestly. )
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Date: 2024-06-16 06:03 am (UTC)[ and he'll see. and he'll have someone to help with his heats, who'll brush his fingers through his hair and whisper soothing things and be there for him.
yuri lets out a particularly sharp gasp and he rolls over onto his stomach, presenting to no one but the thought of his soon-to-be husband. ]
I'm almost-- Finn. Finn, Finn, mine, my beta, all mi--
[ yuri cuts himself off, biting down hard on a cushion underneath him as he spills into the pile of clothing. his body clamps around his fingers, searching for something more substantial, disappointed it's not there but still satiated.
he collapses, then, rolling just enough to the side that he doesn't land in the puddle. the pain has eased (for now), taken a backseat to the pleasure rippling through him, and he lets out a pleased sigh. ]
Thank you.
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Date: 2024-06-16 06:22 am (UTC)Yours.
( finn sighs in relief when he hears ( and, maybe he's imagining it but he seems to also feel ) yuri relax post-orgasm. after a few minutes of quiet, he rolls up onto his knees and scratches at the door again, almost affectionately. )
There's water there for you. You should hydrate or you'll feel dizzy! I can ask them to leave some food outside the door, too. Something light, I think. Maybe just some fruits if you're feeling sleepy.
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Date: 2024-06-16 05:13 pm (UTC)I will. Once I can stand up.
[ he's a little weak in the knees at the moment, and he doesn't particularly want to crawl across the room for the pitcher of water by his bed. he really should have moved it closer before he got all settled in. ]
The girl can bring it in. The one who was helping me. She's already seen everything, after all. I think her name is Ayla.
[ yuri groans as he pushes himself up into a sitting position and leans against the door. ]
The sooner the better, while I can function.
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Date: 2024-06-17 12:45 am (UTC)( well, except for one on one time with finn. but that's something for the next time, he keeps reminding himself. and it sounds like these... little conversations seem helpful to yuri too.
he makes a few awkward noises, half-starts to sentences. now that yuri's satisfied for the moment, it takes finn a second to readjust to conversing normally. look, he's clearly not someone who dirty talks often. ever. at all. but it's not something he dislikes now that he's heard what it does to yuri. )
Is your nest good? Do you need anything more from my hamper?
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Date: 2024-06-17 01:21 am (UTC)[ which will be a downright shame, but he'll know when he needs more. the pain will be an oh-so-friendly reminder.
he smiles and tilts his head back, surveying the nest that he's sitting in. the cushions will need a deep clean before they can be used again; he probably should have thought about that before he started dismantling the chairs. ]
It's the loveliest nest I've ever built, especially for not having enough time to prepare ahead. I wish you could see it.
[ a small pause ]
We may have to take tea in your room for the foreseeable future, however.
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Date: 2024-06-17 02:22 am (UTC)Um, Yuri?
( since they're having an awfully vulnerable day together, he feels more at ease with himself, at least enough to ask, ) I know what happens, like, I've read about it and heard a little about it from friends but. What is it like when you, Yuri, are in heat? Like, what was going through your mind?
( he lightly rests his forehead on the door again. it's drawing closer to their next mealtime, but he's reluctant to leave yuri like this. so the conversation continues until one of the staff think to cut in. )
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