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Every beat of my hearts
For two centuries, he suffered, lost to the Time Lock, and it nearly destroyed him. He emerged from his prison a broken, vicious thing. He isn't healed, but he's found his life is not the ruin he expected.

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Doctor/Master & Personal Space 

We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.

Let our scars fall in love.”

Galway Kinnel (via probalicious)
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Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

Theta chuckled, eyes bright with good-humor even in the dark as he returned the embrace. Funny, it didn’t seem as awkward anymore now that it was more than just trying to appease their bond. Much more comfortable, which was perhaps even more ridiculous considering the circumstances that brought them here.

"Maybe. I’ll think about it," he offered, his tone teasingly wicked as he curled closer to his bondmate. "Who knows? Next time might be especially entertaining."

"You’re a brat," the Master grumbled, nudging against Theta’s side. He pressed just a bit closer though enjoying the proximity now that they were choosing it.

It seemed quite natural to close the distance with light, chaste touches and a kiss that lingered more than before. He rather liked kissing actually. Not that he’d ever had occasion to learn before now.

"Terrible, isn’t it?" Theta grinned, nudging the Master right back. He would likely wake the Master should it ever come to that again, but the opportunity to tease was too good to pass up.

Kissing, yes. He was glad the Master had instigated this new contact because he’d been thinking about it and then about taking matters into his own hands if the Alpha hadn’t. It was lovely, really, and his palm slid tenderly along his bondmate’s flank and shoulder as he enjoyed the proximity.

As brisk and harsh as the Master could be, just now he was anything but. He cradled Theta against him like something precious, enjoying the warmth and contact.

Kissing was… Nice. How that hadn’t occurred to him before was beyond the Master, but he readily indulged in it now. His fingers strayed, reaching to thread lazily through Theta’s hair as his mouth moved against his mate’s.

Since they’d bonded, the walls had started to come down a little at a time, and this had certainly been a fairly solid section. Regardless of—or perhaps because of—the vulnerability that accompanied this open expression, Theta felt content.

His lips fit and moved with the Master’s as though that was where they’d always belonged, and though the thought was a private one, Theta had to agree with himself, and he was sure that the Master could feel his accompanying smile. He pulled away just for a moment to catch his breath, only to rest his forehead against the Master’s in an effort to keep close. “…Should’ve tried this ages ago.”

"Thought about it," the Master admitted softly. He thumbed fondly at Theta’s cheek, giving them both a moment to breathe.

They fit So well together when he stopped to think. It was easy to entwine their legs and trace the jut of his bond mate’s shoulder blades, down his spine and up again with gentle fingertips. He was certain he’d never understand how other pairs did it, never just giving in to how good it felt to care for someone else like this. Whatever he’d expected to have with Theta, this was better.

"it didn’t seem fair to press," he murmured, nuzzling against Theta’s jaw.

Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

Theta chuckled, eyes bright with good-humor even in the dark as he returned the embrace. Funny, it didn’t seem as awkward anymore now that it was more than just trying to appease their bond. Much more comfortable, which was perhaps even more ridiculous considering the circumstances that brought them here.

"Maybe. I’ll think about it," he offered, his tone teasingly wicked as he curled closer to his bondmate. "Who knows? Next time might be especially entertaining."

"You’re a brat," the Master grumbled, nudging against Theta’s side. He pressed just a bit closer though enjoying the proximity now that they were choosing it.

It seemed quite natural to close the distance with light, chaste touches and a kiss that lingered more than before. He rather liked kissing actually. Not that he’d ever had occasion to learn before now.

"Terrible, isn’t it?" Theta grinned, nudging the Master right back. He would likely wake the Master should it ever come to that again, but the opportunity to tease was too good to pass up.

Kissing, yes. He was glad the Master had instigated this new contact because he’d been thinking about it and then about taking matters into his own hands if the Alpha hadn’t. It was lovely, really, and his palm slid tenderly along his bondmate’s flank and shoulder as he enjoyed the proximity.

As brisk and harsh as the Master could be, just now he was anything but. He cradled Theta against him like something precious, enjoying the warmth and contact.

Kissing was… Nice. How that hadn’t occurred to him before was beyond the Master, but he Haily indulged in it now. His fingers strayed, reaching to thread lazily through theta’s hair as his moth moved against his mate’s

Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

There was something so very satisfying about the small amount of vulnerability the Master displayed. Their circumstances growing up had been very different, but they’d both become closed off, if it was revealed in different ways. They hadn’t known each other long in the grand scheme of things, but it still felt like a small victory, his smile only growing.

It seemed like the worst of it had been successfully headed off, which was definitely a good thing, and he brushed his thumb along the Master’s cheek, chuckling at his quiet complaint. “Oh, definitely. If it had to happen to one of us, I’m glad it wasn’t me.”

Cheeky, but good-natured teasing. The kiss wasn’t as much of a surprise as he might’ve expected otherwise, but he couldn’t help feeling just a little disappointed that it didn’t last longer. Kissing was very pleasant, apparently. It was a shame they hadn’t gotten around to it sooner. 

He’d caught the smile before it was hidden, and his smile quickly turned into a smirk. After all, teasing was always easier, and they’d fit comfortably into banter since the first day they’d met. No reason this should be any exception. “A sap? I was just trying to be nice.” Quite abruptly, Theta’s hands fell away from his bondmate and he took a step backward, hopping up onto the bed, fingers curled around the edge of the mattress as he leaned back to give an illusion of creating extra space between them. “Better?”

The loss of contact was just a little bittersweet. On the one hand, it felt more normal. On the other, he’d been sort of enjoying being so close.

"Better would be not waking to find I’d done something like that… Pretty much ever again," the Master replied. All was well that ended well though, and in the end he just shrugged. "I think my dignity will recover. Not so sure about these clothes…"

Rather abruptly, the Master swanned off to the closet for a change of clothes and the bathroom to clean up. The sooner he wasn’t holding a conversation while uncomfortably sticky, the better. Regardless of the circumstances, Theta had left him feeling better or at least less upset, and even without his physical presence, the difference where his emotions were concerned was quite noticeable.

Theta simply watched the Master, giving an humored, affirmative hum at the observation before the other disappeared. Better. This was definitely better, and he was glad he’d spoken up when he did, thanking whatever impulse, bond or not, that invoked that response in him. 

Of course he didn’t plan to sit there staring at the closet, either, and after a moment he crawled back under the covers, settling into what had quickly become his side of the bed. Now that everything had been sorted, he allowed himself a quiet huff of a laugh at how ridiculous the entire situation was for both of them, shaking his head against the pillow as he waited for the Master to return.

The Master wasn’t gone for long. He returned considerably calmer and more relaxed than he’d been, crawling back into bed without hesitation. he shook his head at the sheer ridiculousness of them both, tugging the blankets over his shoulders.

"Should that happen again, I’d much prefer you wake me up before I start being entirely embarrassing," he muttered, but there was no bite to it. The complaint was accompanied by a moment’s hesitation before he scooted closer, curling an arm around his Omega.

Theta chuckled, eyes bright with good-humor even in the dark as he returned the embrace. Funny, it didn’t seem as awkward anymore now that it was more than just trying to appease their bond. Much more comfortable, which was perhaps even more ridiculous considering the circumstances that brought them here.

"Maybe. I’ll think about it," he offered, his tone teasingly wicked as he curled closer to his bondmate. "Who knows? Next time might be especially entertaining."

"you’re a brat," the Master grumbled, nudging against Theta’s side. He pressed just a bit closer thigh enjoying the proximity now that they were choosing it.

It seemed quite natural to close the distance with light, chaste touches and a kiss that lingered more than before. He rather liked kissing actually. Not that he’d ever had occasion to learn before now

Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

There was something so very satisfying about the small amount of vulnerability the Master displayed. Their circumstances growing up had been very different, but they’d both become closed off, if it was revealed in different ways. They hadn’t known each other long in the grand scheme of things, but it still felt like a small victory, his smile only growing.

It seemed like the worst of it had been successfully headed off, which was definitely a good thing, and he brushed his thumb along the Master’s cheek, chuckling at his quiet complaint. “Oh, definitely. If it had to happen to one of us, I’m glad it wasn’t me.”

Cheeky, but good-natured teasing. The kiss wasn’t as much of a surprise as he might’ve expected otherwise, but he couldn’t help feeling just a little disappointed that it didn’t last longer. Kissing was very pleasant, apparently. It was a shame they hadn’t gotten around to it sooner. 

He’d caught the smile before it was hidden, and his smile quickly turned into a smirk. After all, teasing was always easier, and they’d fit comfortably into banter since the first day they’d met. No reason this should be any exception. “A sap? I was just trying to be nice.” Quite abruptly, Theta’s hands fell away from his bondmate and he took a step backward, hopping up onto the bed, fingers curled around the edge of the mattress as he leaned back to give an illusion of creating extra space between them. “Better?”

The loss of contact was just a little bittersweet. On the one hand, it felt more normal. On the other, he’d been sort of enjoying being so close.

"Better would be not waking to find I’d done something like that… Pretty much ever again," the Master replied. All was well that ended well though, and in the end he just shrugged. "I think my dignity will recover. Not so sure about these clothes…"

Rather abruptly, the Master swanned off to the closet for a change of clothes and the bathroom to clean up. The sooner he wasn’t holding a conversation while uncomfortably sticky, the better. Regardless of the circumstances, Theta had left him feeling better or at least less upset, and even without his physical presence, the difference where his emotions were concerned was quite noticeable.

Theta simply watched the Master, giving an humored, affirmative hum at the observation before the other disappeared. Better. This was definitely better, and he was glad he’d spoken up when he did, thanking whatever impulse, bond or not, that invoked that response in him. 

Of course he didn’t plan to sit there staring at the closet, either, and after a moment he crawled back under the covers, settling into what had quickly become his side of the bed. Now that everything had been sorted, he allowed himself a quiet huff of a laugh at how ridiculous the entire situation was for both of them, shaking his head against the pillow as he waited for the Master to return.

The Master wasn’t gone for long. He returned considerably calmer and more relaxed than he’d been, crawling back into bed without hesitation. he shook his head at the sheer ridiculousness of them both, tugging the blankets overhis shoulders.

"should that happen again, of much prefer you wake me up before I start being entirely embarrassing," he muttered, but there was no bite to it. The complaint was accompanied by a moment’s hesitation before he scooted closer, curling an arm around his Omega.

Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

The Master had expected any number of things out of Theta. One didn’t get to be great at planning without understanding how to deal with variables. If he’d had any warning at all, he might have simply stepped out of reach.

Whatever he’d thought his Omega might do, this hadn’t fallen anywhere on the list. He froze quite comically against Theta, a soft, startled sound escaping him. His mind caught up eventually though, lips moving delicately against Theta’s like he thought he might break.

After a moment, he withdrew, not about to press his luck. Whatever Theta intended, the Master was at least distracted from being entirely humiliated. He watched Theta with slightly wide eyes. “What was that for?”

Well, that had definitely been part of his intention, so he was relieved to see it worked, his lips quirking up into a fond sort of smile. “It was for both of us being idiots, I think.” 

Of course he was attracted to the Master, and in a similar fashion, he hadn’t any idea what to do with himself, either. Especially in his position, because whether or not the Master treated him as an equal, taking that sort of initiative would normally have been a terrible idea. Not much about them seemed to be normal, though, and after a lifetime of being downtrodden, he was beginning to ease into the newer ideas that came with their partnership. 

He’d never kissed the Master before, not of his own accord, but now was probably as good a time as any. Holding onto the affection the Master had displayed earlier to settle his nerves, he certainly didn’t plan on letting humiliation take up any more of their time. It simply wasn’t worth it. Curling an arm around the Master’s back, he lifted the other hand to cradle his bondmate’s jaw in a gesture both affectionate and distinctly possessive, though not domineeringly so. Simply that the Master belonged to him in the same way that the opposite was also true. That, and he had no intention of letting the other try to flee again, at least not until he’d made his point.

“I meant what I said about not being embarrassed. It’s all fine.” Theta shrugged slightly, crooked smile still in place as he met the Master’s gaze. “Admittedly a little awkward, but fine.”

The Master waffled briefly before finally seeming not to balk at the entire situation on principle. There was a slight urge to lean in against Theta’s fingers, but he resisted. It spoke volumes though, that he closed his eyes, allowing some small vulnerability and momentarily forgetting the mess.

"I’m sure that’s very easy to say when you’re not the one it happened to," he complained softly. He couldn’t even promise he wouldn’t do it again, and the fact that it was behind his control was most infuriating.

Shaking his head slightly, he leaned in, catching Theta’s lips of his own volition. He lingered only a moment, careful not to push beyond what his Omega was likely to be comfortable with. He pulled back with a ghost of a smile, quickly hidden under complaint. “If I agree will you stop being a sap about it?”

There was something so very satisfying about the small amount of vulnerability the Master displayed. Their circumstances growing up had been very different, but they’d both become closed off, if it was revealed in different ways. They hadn’t known each other long in the grand scheme of things, but it still felt like a small victory, his smile only growing.

It seemed like the worst of it had been successfully headed off, which was definitely a good thing, and he brushed his thumb along the Master’s cheek, chuckling at his quiet complaint. “Oh, definitely. If it had to happen to one of us, I’m glad it wasn’t me.”

Cheeky, but good-natured teasing. The kiss wasn’t as much of a surprise as he might’ve expected otherwise, but he couldn’t help feeling just a little disappointed that it didn’t last longer. Kissing was very pleasant, apparently. It was a shame they hadn’t gotten around to it sooner. 

He’d caught the smile before it was hidden, and his smile quickly turned into a smirk. After all, teasing was always easier, and they’d fit comfortably into banter since the first day they’d met. No reason this should be any exception. “A sap? I was just trying to be nice.” Quite abruptly, Theta’s hands fell away from his bondmate and he took a step backward, hopping up onto the bed, fingers curled around the edge of the mattress as he leaned back to give an illusion of creating extra space between them. “Better?”

The loss of contact was just a little bittersweet. On the one hand, it felt more normal. On the other, he’d been sort of enjoying being so close.

"Better would be not waking to find I’d done something like that… Pretty much ever again," the Master replied. All was well that ended well though, and in the end he just shrugged. "I think my dignity will recover. Not so sure about these clothes…"

Rather abruptly, the Master swanned off to the closet for a change of clothes and the bathroom to clean up. The sooner he wasn’t holding a conversation while uncomfortably sticky, the better. Regardless of the circumstances, Theta had left him feeling better or at least less upset, and even without his physical presence, the difference where his emotions were concerned was quite noticeable.

Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

The Master had expected any number of things out of Theta. One didn’t get to be great at planning without understanding how to deal with variables. If he’d had any warning at all, he might have simply stepped out of reach.

Whatever he’d thought his Omega might do, this hadn’t fallen anywhere on the list. He froze quite comically against Theta, a soft, startled sound escaping him. His mind caught up eventually though, lips moving delicately against Theta’s like he thought he might break.

After a moment, he withdrew, not about to press his luck. Whatever Theta intended, the Master was at least distracted from being entirely humiliated. He watched Theta with slightly wide eyes. “What was that for?”

Well, that had definitely been part of his intention, so he was relieved to see it worked, his lips quirking up into a fond sort of smile. “It was for both of us being idiots, I think.” 

Of course he was attracted to the Master, and in a similar fashion, he hadn’t any idea what to do with himself, either. Especially in his position, because whether or not the Master treated him as an equal, taking that sort of initiative would normally have been a terrible idea. Not much about them seemed to be normal, though, and after a lifetime of being downtrodden, he was beginning to ease into the newer ideas that came with their partnership. 

He’d never kissed the Master before, not of his own accord, but now was probably as good a time as any. Holding onto the affection the Master had displayed earlier to settle his nerves, he certainly didn’t plan on letting humiliation take up any more of their time. It simply wasn’t worth it. Curling an arm around the Master’s back, he lifted the other hand to cradle his bondmate’s jaw in a gesture both affectionate and distinctly possessive, though not domineeringly so. Simply that the Master belonged to him in the same way that the opposite was also true. That, and he had no intention of letting the other try to flee again, at least not until he’d made his point.

“I meant what I said about not being embarrassed. It’s all fine.” Theta shrugged slightly, crooked smile still in place as he met the Master’s gaze. “Admittedly a little awkward, but fine.”

The Master waffled briefly before finally seeming not to balk at the entire situation on principle. There was a slight urge to lean in against Theta’s fingers, but he resisted. It spoke volumes though, that he closed his eyes, allowing some small vulnerability and momentarily forgetting the mess.

"I’m sure that’s very easy to say when you’re bit the one it happened to," he complained softly. He couldn’t even promise he wouldn’t do it again, and the fact that it was behind his control was most infuriating.

Shaking his head slightly, he leaned in, catching Theta’s lips of his own volition. He lingered only a moment, careful not to push beyond what his Omega was likely to be comfortable with. He pulled back with a ghost of a smile, quickly hidden under complaint. “If I agree will you stop being a sap about it?”

Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

It wasn’t as if he’d never been embarrassed before, deeply even. Being bonded to someone like Theta made humiliation a fairly regular occurrence, but it wad generally something he faced with his Omega, not in front of him. Somehow, this was much, much worse.

A hundred things threatened to fall off his lips. He could offer Theta a bed of his own, a room if he liked. He’d promise to keep his distance. Surely this ridiculousness would pass.

Only Theta was reaching for him, and he didn’t know what to make of it. He gave in with distressed huff and a frustrated, “what?”

What, indeed. “Um,” he replied, trying to think quickly. Theta hadn’t really had a speech prepared when he’d reached out, or an exact goal in mind, but he was trying desperately to think of something. “Hold on, give me a minute.”

Despite his efforts, his brain didn’t seem to be interested in helping the situation, and he took a second to sidle over to the Master’s side of the bed, bringing them closer and buying himself a little time. “Okay, well. I guess don’t be embarrassed?” Not that convincing without a backup reason, and he shook his head, words fumbling over each other in their effort to come loose. “I mean, I’d be embarrassed, but it was bound to happen to one of us eventually, and oh, this is probably coming out all wrong. What I mean is…well, we’re together, right? And I know I…obviously care about you more than I anticipated, so I guess what I’m trying to say is don’t be embarrassed because if you’re dreaming about it, we’re probably going to get to that point eventually anyway, and—oh, bloody hell…” 

He was blathering, and it likely wasn’t helping or really making any sense. There was a fall back plan, though it made his stomach flip with nerves, but Theta figured he may as well put it into action before he talked himself out of it. Taking a breath, he hopped off the mattress and closed the distance between them, and without any real idea of what he was doing, covered the Master’s lips gently with his own.

The Master had expected any number of things out of Theta. One didn’t get to be great at planning without understanding how to deal with variables. Of he’d had any warning at all, he night have simply stepped out of reach.

Whatever he’d thought his Omega might do, this hadn’t fallen anywhere on the list.he froze quite comically against Theta, a soft, startled sound escaping him. His mind caught up eventually though, lips moving delicately against Theta’s like he thought he might break.

After a moment, he withdrew, not about to press his luck. Whatever Theta intended, the Master was at least distracted from being entirely humiliated. He watched Theta with slightly wide eyes. “what was that for?”

Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

 

If there wasn’t detail, the embarrassment Theta felt himself certainly gave away more through the bond about what he’d witnessed that he would have revealed otherwise. He didn’t move when the Master jerked away, though something in him prompted him to follow after, but no…no that wouldn’t be good either. He didn’t know what he wanted. Unsettling enough for his bondmate to have been dreaming about him in such a manner, never mind Theta not knowing how he was supposed to feel about it, anyway.

Had the bond not existed, he might’ve tried to play it off as surprise that the Master had curled so close, or that he’d just woken. Likely he would’ve botched both, but there was no way to create that illusion now. After a moment he shifted, sitting up himself though he didn’t move closer to his bondmate, seemingly torn in all sorts of directions. Quite a few of them unwelcome.

"It’s fine," he said quietly, even though no, no it was not. He didn’t know what else to say, though, and he reached out to place a hand on that Master’s shoulder before thinking better of it, dropping his arm to grip the comforter that had slid to settle in his lap instead, teeth worrying his lower lip. "Really fine. It…happens?"

"Right. All the time," the Master muttered sarcastically. Okay, reasonably speaking, he’d been wound awfully tight since their bonding. There was no getting any sort of privacy, and he’d done his utmost to be nothing but respectful of his Omega. He certainly hadn’t…

Hadn’t what? Grown attracted to Theta? Well, clearly he had, and he was utterly ashamed, but not for nearly the reasons an alpha would normally be. He didn’t particularly care what Theta was. Academically speaking, he was attractive, and the Master was hardly blind. It hadn’t been enough to pull the Master in alone, but he was also brilliant and mostly quite endearing. Finding he harbored a great deal of affection for his Omega had practically been inevitable. 

Only, he didn’t know the first thing to do with it. It didn’t exactly seem reciprocated, and none of this had been remotely okay. For someone who always had a plan, he was entirely lost, awkward and ashamed in the aftermath of something he hadn’t been able to control. 

"Sorry," he murmured again, abruptly sliding out of bed to flee to the bathroom. There was no cutting off the shame and heartache that leaked through their bond, but at least he didn’t have to look at Theta while it happened. 

Oh, oh no. He didn’t know how to approach this at all, but as awkward and embarrassed as he felt, it didn’t mean he wanted the Master to feel that way. It was obviously unavoidable, but part of himself was grateful that the combination of their distress had been enough to dampen what he’d felt before. At least he could think clearly.

It could go one of two ways. One, he didn’t feel anything for the Master in that regard, which was obviously not true given how torn he’d been before, but that would entail that yes, the other might as well be embarrassed and they could let it pass and never speak of it again. Or two, he did feel affection towards the Master. They were a bonded pair, and his bondmate was charming and clever and good to him, and whether or not it had only been a dream, it was liable to happen eventually. If that was the case, and Theta rather thought it was, even if he was almost certain he probably wasn’t ready to take things that far just yet, then the Master’s humiliation was pointless, and this was nothing to feel ashamed about.

It was hard piecing all of it together with so much distress leaking through, but while he probably would have done it himself, he hadn’t expected the Master to flee so abruptly, or his knee-jerk reaction. “Wait, Master, don’t—” Theta said, twisting to reach for his bondmate. Really, he didn’t have anything to follow that request up with just yet, but he was getting there. “…Just wait. Please. Stay.”

It wasn’t as if he’d never been embarrassed before, deeply even. Being bonded to someone like theta made humiliation a fairly regular occurrence, but it wad generally something he faced with his Omega, not in front of him. Somehow, this was much, much worse.

A hundred things threatened to fall off his lips. He could offer theta a bed of his own, a room if he liked. He’d promise to keep his distance. Surely this ridiculousness would pass.

Only Theta was reaching for him, and he didn’t know what to make of it. He gave in with distressed huff and a frustrated, “what?”

Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


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anechooffour:

The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

 

If there wasn’t detail, the embarrassment Theta felt himself certainly gave away more through the bond about what he’d witnessed that he would have revealed otherwise. He didn’t move when the Master jerked away, though something in him prompted him to follow after, but no…no that wouldn’t be good either. He didn’t know what he wanted. Unsettling enough for his bondmate to have been dreaming about him in such a manner, never mind Theta not knowing how he was supposed to feel about it, anyway.

Had the bond not existed, he might’ve tried to play it off as surprise that the Master had curled so close, or that he’d just woken. Likely he would’ve botched both, but there was no way to create that illusion now. After a moment he shifted, sitting up himself though he didn’t move closer to his bondmate, seemingly torn in all sorts of directions. Quite a few of them unwelcome.

"It’s fine," he said quietly, even though no, no it was not. He didn’t know what else to say, though, and he reached out to place a hand on that Master’s shoulder before thinking better of it, dropping his arm to grip the comforter that had slid to settle in his lap instead, teeth worrying his lower lip. "Really fine. It…happens?"

"Right. All the time," the Master muttered sarcastically. Okay, reasonably speaking, he’d been wound awfully tight since their bonding. There was no getting any sort of privacy, and he’d done his utmost to be nothing but respectful of his Omega. He certainly hadn’t…

Hadn’t what? Grown attracted to Theta? Well, clearly he had, and he was utterly ashamed, but not for nearly the reasons an alpha would normally be. He didn’t particularly care what Theta was. Academically speaking, he was attractive, and the Master was hardly blind. It hadn’t been enough to pull the Master in alone, but he was also brilliant and mostly quite endearing. Finding he harbored a great deal of affection for his Omega had practically been inevitable. 

Only, he didn’t know the first thing to do with it. It didn’t exactly seem reciprocated, and none of this had been remotely okay. For someone who always had a plan, he was entirely lost, awkward and ashamed in the aftermath of something he hadn’t been able to control. 

"Sorry," he murmured again, abruptly sliding out of bed to flee to the bathroom. There was no cutting off the shame and heartache that leaked through their bond, but at least he didn’t have to look at Theta while it happened. 

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Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


andtheywillobeyme:

anechooffour:

The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

 

Oh, why couldn’t he have just slept through this? It would have been so much easier. Damn the bond, damn everything, what the bloody hell was he supposed to even do? Given the circumstances, the sleepy, tender look the Master gave him only twisted his stomachs uncomfortably, because he could probably count it down in seconds before the Master realized exactly what happened.

As much as the bond—and his body, regrettably—had demanded he close the distance while the Master was blissfully unaware, that urge was all but absent now that his bondmate seemed to have taken it upon himself to do just that. If he’d been wondering who the Master had been dreaming of before, it was glaringly obvious now, especially considering that the Master hadn’t immediately realized his mistake. Another part of his mind—the part that wasn’t mortified and vaguely panicked—was actually sort of flattered and…pleased? Oh, he didn’t know. Mostly he was just trying to figure out how to weasel out of this before he somehow made it worse. Maybe if he could’ve relaxed it might’ve been better somehow, but that was impossible, his body entirely stiff and motionless as the Master nuzzled against him, very much wishing he could dissolve into the comforter to avoid the aftermath of all of this.

It couldn’t last, of course. Good things never did. Recognition seeped in in fits and starts, and no matter how sleepy the Master still was, there was absolutely no missing how stiff Theta was against him. Had he done something wrong? They’d just been so…

So… Oh… His hearts twisted painfully in his chest, distress chasing away everything else. Whatever fleeting pleasure and affection he’d found, it fled as he woke up properly, jerking away from Theta. 

Anguish and humiliation vied for dominance, and it was a very close battle. He made a completely horrified sound, jerking upright and hunching up a bit at the other side of the bed with his head in his hands. How was he even supposed to approach this? There was no telling what Theta had seen or heard or felt. It could have been nothing, but there was no delicate way to ask exactly how much of his intensely private and embarrassing dream his bondmate had witnessed. 

He wanted to be angry. Theta ought to have woken him. Only, that would have just been differently bad. There wasn’t really a good answer and he really couldn’t bring himself to look at his bondmate just then. 

"Sorry. I’m sorry," he muttered, more because it seemed like the right thing to say to try to smooth this all over than anything. Oh, he really just wanted to melt into the sheets and forget the whole thing

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Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


andtheywillobeyme:

anechooffour:

The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

 

He shouldn’t be listening. He shouldn’t be listening. He shouldn’t be listening. Not that he had much of a choice, but he certainly shouldn’t be actively trying to hear what the Master was trying to say. There was such a thing as being too curious.

It didn’t matter, the sounds he made were quite obviously nonverbal, whatever might have been occurring in his dream. Theta might’ve winced at the Master’s obvious release, if only because he didn’t exactly envy the awkwardness of cleaning up later, but he was distracted. The bond between them flooded with pleasure and affection, and while it wasn’t enough to pull him along with him by any means, it drew a sharp, unexpected gasp from him. Though it was partially muted by the blankets,it was still sudden and loud enough that he froze, mildly panicked and hoping he hadn’t inadvertently woken his bondmate.

Which, of course, was exactly what it did. Possibly. He could just as easily have been woken by any number of other things surrounding this particular situation. 

Though the Master’s eyes snapped open, he was still pleasantly caught between slumber and wakefulness, enough at least not to realize there was a dream to end, or where reality picked up. His gaze seemed drunk with sleep and pleasure, and he met Theta’s eyes in the dark with a lazy smile, as if it hadn’t even occurred to him to be ashamed. 

Truly, it hadn’t. He felt lovely, and Theta was close, close enough to fold his arms around. Close enough to nuzzle fondly against his throat. He breathed out a sigh, lips moving briefly against Theta’s throat before wakefulness could quite catch up with him. 

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Something had woken him, but curled against the Master like this, he didn’t mind. Besides, the contact between them felt…nice. Actually, a bit too nice, and he really needed to come up with a way to pull back without waking the Master and embarrassing himself in the process. A soft sigh passed his lips, and it was a moment before he realized the noise hadn’t actually come from him and that the feeling of arousal that had been so obviously affecting him wasn’t centered in his own mind, either


andtheywillobeyme:

anechooffour:

The Master was blissfully unaware anything was off at all. even the fact that he was dreaming was lost to him. For the moment, all that mattered was that he felt warm and lovely, and it was nothing like last time.

He hadn’t expected it, really. That his bond mate wanted anything at all to do with him, or that he’d be so forward about it had taken him utterly by surprise. That said, Theta’s hands were in all the right places, and as wound up as he was, surely the Master couldn’t be faulted for being easily coaxed along. A low moan seeped past his lips as he arched closer.

 

Oh…oh, he couldn’t wake him. As distressing as the situation was, the tenor of the Master’s thoughts gave away the warmth and affection involved in his dreams, and as horribly awkward as it would likely be for both of them later, he couldn’t quite bring himself to take it away from him. After all, he cared for his bondmate, if not quite in that fashion—as he was trying insistently to remind himself, not having made it very far with calming his own issues—and well, if he said nothing, there was still a fifty-fifty chance the other might not wake up at all, and by morning Theta could pretend this never happened, and the Master wouldn’t have to know.

Well, eighty-twenty, more like. It sounded and felt too vivid for him to stay asleep for long. But still, chances were important, right? Sighing quietly, he cuddled up with the bunched up blankets he’d gathered between them, burying his face in the fabric and tried to turn his focus inward, stubbornly ignoring that small voice in his head that seemed far more interested in closing the distance rather than keeping it.

He was saying something. Probably. His lips were moving and there was a formless sound behind it, the effort too slurred with sleep to be remotely successful. In the end, it was probably no matter. It certainly didn’t have the slightest impact on what was happening to him. 

Quite abruptly, the Master seemed to come apart. His body stuttered a bit anticlimactically, pleasure muted by sleep. The Master’s mind was another matter entirely. His consciousness pulsed with release and something like adoration, spilling across everything until it left no corner untouched. 

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