He couldn’t ignore the sneaking suspicion that it had to do with Ottis’ ex, the one who had destroyed his leg.
“It’s just one visit,” Doc said. “Let’s get it over with.”
Ottis bit his lip and rubbed his belly. “Fine. But let’s do it at night so we can escape real quick.”
“Want to pick a date for it?”
Ottis grumbled, unlocking his phone. He had access to Doc’s calendar now; it made Doc happy whenever Ottis used the calendar as though it were his own. “What about next Tuesday, 9 PM? Right after dinner so they’re all full and sleepy.”
“You mean so they’ll be slowed down when we escape,” Doc said dryly.
“Yes!” Ottis snickered.
“Sure. Put it on the calendar.”
Ottis tapped on his phone as Doc slipped his fingers under Ottis’ shirt, stroking the fuzzy skin of his belly. There was a faint bump now, a slight roundness. It made Doc’s heart swell every time he touched it.
Then he remembered that Ottis deserved a nest, and hestill didn’t have one.
Doc dropped a kiss on Ottis’ head and hurried back to the half-built nest on the floor.
They were in a sunlit room with a balcony overlooking the backyard. The nest itself was coming along nicely. A low wall wrapped around a flat wooden base, with lots of storage for snacks and books. Every few feet, Doc had built a vase for sprigs of wildflowers, and he was planning to add a tall post at each corner to hold up a canopy lined with fairy lights.
He had to make Ottis and Marcie put on hearing protection whenever the hammering and sawing grew too loud for their sensitive ears; they didn’t mind doing it just so they could stick around with him.
The bedding and pillows were in a different room, ready for when the wooden base was complete. Doc couldn’t wait until he could present the finished nest to his omega.
“You look worried,” Ottis said.
“I haven’t built anything in a while. It’s why the nest is taking longer than I anticipated.”
“And you’re making it more fancy than it needs to be.”
Doc puffed out his chest. “It needs to be good enough for you, sweetheart.”
Except Ottis huffed. “I’d be happy with the simplest nest. I’ve never had one before.”
He said it with such sincerity that Doc had to pause, his heart too full.
“Well, this is going to be the best nest you’ve ever had,” Doc grumbled. “It’ll be so amazing that it’ll withstand your pack’s attempts to steal you back.”
Ottis laughed. “It already is.”
But deep down, Doc knew he would only believe it when he saw Ottis stay with his very own eyes.
They arrived at a compromise:No traces of fresh cum on them, so they wouldn’t ruin Doc’s first impression.
“They will know that cum was involved, considering this,” Doc murmured, stroking Ottis’ belly.
“Yeah, but I’d much rather they assume it was just one time.”
“Rather than the reality: you impaled on my cock every day, stretched loose with my cum dripping down your thighs.” Doc grinned when Ottis shivered. “Begging to be filled over and over, until you’re mindless with pleasure. Me trying desperately to breed you again. Going to sleep with you still knotted on me.”
“Theydefinitelydon’t need to know that.” Ottis rolled his eyes, but Doc knew for a fact that Ottis’ hole had squeezed at those words.
“I love how responsive you are for me,” he murmured, catching the way Ottis’ heart skipped at the L-word. His own heart skipped, too. “You’re gorgeous.”
“Well, so are you,” Ottis said gruffly. Doc preened a little. “Keep on flying.”
