[ Hank smirks, proud of his beta. Ah yes, before he starts the car there's something he really wants to do. It involves checking to see if anyone's looking and then leaning over to lick the corner of Gavin's lips. He, uh, definitely licks for longer than he needs to, but it just feels right?? ok?? And he couldn't really resist after Gavin bared his neck like that. ]
[ He's about to quip something when oh... that's Hank. Coming right for him. He gasps gently when he licks, fluttering his eyes a little at the lingering feeling of his tongue.
Uh oh, it's all coming back now. The temporary distraction of food is all done and the Puppy Beta Mate I Want You feeling is back in full force, slamming into his rib cage. He whimpers a little.
And surges forward and kisses Hank square on the lips. ]
[ Hank feels the same pull towards Gavin, only his is the urge to protect and keep him close. Now that he's fed and sheltered his mate, it's only natural he enjoy the closeness and warmth he provides isn't it? Hank tries not to think as he kisses back, indulging in what he knows is just instinct but it feels so good he doesn't care.
His beta is here and he's safe and they're going to be okay. He'll make sure of that. ]
[ The purring starts right away. Gavin practically climbs into Hank's lap, kissing him hotly. He opens his mouth and moans softly, resting his hands on Hank's chest.
He's riding that high too, of being provided for but... it's Hank. Hank, who at every turn and every little reveal about himself doesn't run away or judge him. His heart aches with this feeling that he doesn't want to name for fear of ruining it.
[ They can't do this at work but they can do it here, right? Hank isn't worried about that, not when Gavin is moaning his name like that. The purring sends his instincts into overdrive. He growls and pulls him into his lap properly, grabbing him by the waist and holding him while he deepens the kiss.
It's definitely not platonic but it's all instinct. Which is fine. This feels good. Hank ]
[ Yes, please, touch him all over... When they part he sighs and tilts his head, exposing his neck with another moan. His thighs are trembling a little. He's on the same wavelength. ]
[ Yeah, ok, Hank slides his hands down and grabs Gavin's ass, squeezing him with a growl. Yep, they're gonna have to be called into work at this rate because they might just never come back. Hank moves his kisses down Gavin's chin and jaw, mouthing his way over to his neck and licking the skin there. He probably shouldn't bite him here, they're practically in public. ]
[ Enjoy that thoroughly filthy moan, Hank. He presses into Hank's chest harder, the beginnings of claws starting to poke out of his nails. He coos at the lick to his neck, wanting a kiss, wanting teeth but— Fuck, they are pretty much in public. ]
Only you get to taste.
[ Chris is gonna be texting him any minute now... ]
[ Yep, Hank's phone is definitely starring to vibrate. He ignores it. It's probably Connor asking when they're getting back. Who cares, when he can get Gavin to moan like that? Hank pulls him tighter, licking with fervor. He so desperately wants to bite him. His mouth practically waters just with the taste of his skin. Fuck, you guys just had lunch, fucking cool it!! ]
[ You know it's a Thing when both Hank and Gavin are ignoring their jobs to make out in a car. It's almost like it's... more... than just werewolf instincts. Hm! Nah! No way!
He moans again and shifts his arms to slink around Hank's neck, tugging himself even closer. ]
[ It's definitely just werewolf instincts even though those should be dying down from the full moon. It's fine! Hank drags his teeth over Gavin's neck, purring deep in his chest. It's so fucking tempting to just bite him and close that distance... ]
[ Hank grumbles with a frustrated growl. They should probably get back to work, it's just so hard to ignore his alpha instincts when his mate beta is so enticing. ]
[ Yeah, all that wriggling isn't helping. Hank leans forward, enveloping Gavin with his arms and his body and inhaling deeply. He just likes his smell. But if they keep going, they're definitely going to need more than just a quick moment.
After waiting a second like that, even feeling his own arousal still stirring, Hank sighs. He has to be a good alpha and that means looking out for this too. He's kept this shit under control for more than twenty years, he can do this!!! Right...? ]
Yeah. Yeah, let's, uh. [ It maybe kind of just hits him that they were making out in the car. Wow. Instincts sure are something!! ] We should get back to work.
[ Ah... somehow that helps ease his arousal, just making him feel safe and— wanted. Gavin leans into him, closing his eyes and inhaling as well. Purr, purr. His veins are still thrumming but it's not as urgent as before. ]
Right. [ His voice is muffled and he pulls away slightly, chewing on his bottom lip. ] We should. Sorry.
[ Despite everything, he takes his job really seriously. What the hell, self, keep it in your pants! ]
[ The purring is just so cute, it's so hard to resist. But Hank knows he has to -- his job is important and they didn't just have that talk about keeping a lid on it at work to fuck it up now. Hank eases up and brushes a hand over Gavin's neck, over the mark. ]
There's no rush on this shit. Even if, y'know, instincts.
[ Instincts sure make it seem like they have to fuck whenever possible, huh. ]
[ He sighs at the touch, leaning into it. Their bond seems to sing, Gavin apparently getting vibes of how Hank feels as well. The warmth curls in his chest, tangles around his ribs like a vine. ]
Y-Yeah. We can put a lid on it on the clock.
[ It might easier to deal with if they actually were upfront about these feelings but...! Well! ]
[ Hmmm yeah, talking about their feelings? Hank Anderson? Those things don't go together, unfortunately. But who knows, circumstances might force them one way or another. Otherwise Hank could go forever in denial, you just know it.
It should be obvious just from the touch that Hank is totally gone for Gavin. He wants to protect him and hold him and the possessiveness might be getting held down by his self-control right now, but the fact of the matter is Gavin is his and that's all that matters. Their bond runs deep and solid between them, unbroken and unbidden. Not even denial or Hank's low self-esteem or the promise of having to work can affect it.
Man, who knew pack instincts were so strong?? ]
Right.
[ Hank pulls his hand back, awkwardly running a hand through his hair to make the move seem more casual. Actually... if Gavin really does want some kind of comfort, or at least doesn't mind having Hank there for him, then. Maybe it's best they talk about this now. ]
Oh, uh... I should probably tell you. When you touch your neck, I can feel that. Must be an alpha thing.
[ Even if Hank had never bitten him, they were on the road to reconnecting... his feelings would have resurfaced regardless. It's a more mature feeling now than the idealized crush he'd had. Hank understands him, listens to him, is kind and strong and handsome. Gavin would always be a goner.
But now they have this, that makes it better yet muddles it at the same time. If it's instincts, then he can sit in Hank's lap and feel him grab his ass and mouth at his neck. If it's because... because... because then—
He watches him run that hand through his hair, wanting to chase it with his own. But— Oh. The speed in which Gavin's ears turn deep cherry red is almost impressive. ]
You... can? Oh. [ He does so, so you can feel how embarrassed he is. ] Shit.
[ Yeah, he can feel that. He felt it last night, too. But he's not gonna talk about that. He's not gonna ask why Gavin touches his neck so much, but at least Hank telling him hasn't made him just stop. ]
Yeah, I... Look, it's fine. You didn't know. And it. [ Why did he say this in the first place, he should have kept his mouth shut, but now he's blushing too. ] I don't--I don't mind you doing it. It lets me know how you're doing.
[ Which of course means he worries about Gavin even when they're apart. But he can't just say that!! ]
[ This is the part where if it were possible Gavin would probably get stars in his eyes. Ah... he cares. He doesn't find it annoying or invasive, which is what he's dreaded. Gavin's very, very happy. And Hank is so cute all red like that. ]
Long as it doesn't bug you... [ It's hard to keep the smile out of his voice. ] Hank—
[ And then his phone is ringing again. ] Oh, right. Work.
[ Hank really does care. He cares a lot -- he's always cared too much, that's his biggest "flaw," of course. He was honestly worried Gavin would be the one to find it invasive. It's not like he chose any of this. ]
It's not so bad.
[ He's even smiling. Shit. Hank nearly smiles back when the phone rings. At least he can work off the embarrassment of admitting that. ]
Right, we should... we should get back. You'd think the place was up in fucking flames with how much they're calling.
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[ Hank leads them back to his car, unlocking the doors and sliding into the driver's seat. ]
It'll be fun [ hot? ] to see you two duke it out.
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He hops into the car and leans back, stretching some. Look at that lovely, lovely neck~! ]
Hopefully not literally. He's taller than me but I could definitely kick his pasty, nerdy ass.
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[ Hank smirks, proud of his beta. Ah yes, before he starts the car there's something he really wants to do. It involves checking to see if anyone's looking and then leaning over to lick the corner of Gavin's lips. He, uh, definitely licks for longer than he needs to, but it just feels right?? ok?? And he couldn't really resist after Gavin bared his neck like that. ]
You, uh. You had some ketchup.
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Uh oh, it's all coming back now. The temporary distraction of food is all done and the Puppy Beta Mate I Want You feeling is back in full force, slamming into his rib cage. He whimpers a little.
And surges forward and kisses Hank square on the lips. ]
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His beta is here and he's safe and they're going to be okay. He'll make sure of that. ]
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He's riding that high too, of being provided for but... it's Hank. Hank, who at every turn and every little reveal about himself doesn't run away or judge him. His heart aches with this feeling that he doesn't want to name for fear of ruining it.
So he just keeps kissing him, moaning softly. ]
Hank...
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It's definitely not platonic but it's all instinct. Which is fine. This feels good. Hank ]
Fuck.
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Just not at work, right...? Please.
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[ Yeah, ok, Hank slides his hands down and grabs Gavin's ass, squeezing him with a growl. Yep, they're gonna have to be called into work at this rate because they might just never come back. Hank moves his kisses down Gavin's chin and jaw, mouthing his way over to his neck and licking the skin there. He probably shouldn't bite him here, they're practically in public. ]
God, you taste so good.
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Only you get to taste.
[ Chris is gonna be texting him any minute now... ]
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Just me. Remember that.
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He moans again and shifts his arms to slink around Hank's neck, tugging himself even closer. ]
Can't ever forget. Don't want to.
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Good.
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Okay yeah that's definitely Gavin's phone ringing all of a sudden. He groans in frustration, hissing through his teeth. ]
Fuuuck...
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matebeta is so enticing. ]Ugh. Can't they fucking wait.
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[ He wiggles his hips a little. ]
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After waiting a second like that, even feeling his own arousal still stirring, Hank sighs. He has to be a good alpha and that means looking out for this too. He's kept this shit under control for more than twenty years, he can do this!!! Right...? ]
Yeah. Yeah, let's, uh. [ It maybe kind of just hits him that they were making out in the car. Wow. Instincts sure are something!! ] We should get back to work.
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Right. [ His voice is muffled and he pulls away slightly, chewing on his bottom lip. ] We should. Sorry.
[ Despite everything, he takes his job really seriously. What the hell, self, keep it in your pants! ]
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[ The purring is just so cute, it's so hard to resist. But Hank knows he has to -- his job is important and they didn't just have that talk about keeping a lid on it at work to fuck it up now. Hank eases up and brushes a hand over Gavin's neck, over the mark. ]
There's no rush on this shit. Even if, y'know, instincts.
[ Instincts sure make it seem like they have to fuck whenever possible, huh. ]
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Y-Yeah. We can put a lid on it on the clock.
[ It might easier to deal with if they actually were upfront about these feelings but...! Well! ]
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It should be obvious just from the touch that Hank is totally gone for Gavin. He wants to protect him and hold him and the possessiveness might be getting held down by his self-control right now, but the fact of the matter is Gavin is his and that's all that matters. Their bond runs deep and solid between them, unbroken and unbidden. Not even denial or Hank's low self-esteem or the promise of having to work can affect it.
Man, who knew pack instincts were so strong?? ]
Right.
[ Hank pulls his hand back, awkwardly running a hand through his hair to make the move seem more casual. Actually... if Gavin really does want some kind of comfort, or at least doesn't mind having Hank there for him, then. Maybe it's best they talk about this now. ]
Oh, uh... I should probably tell you. When you touch your neck, I can feel that. Must be an alpha thing.
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But now they have this, that makes it better yet muddles it at the same time. If it's instincts, then he can sit in Hank's lap and feel him grab his ass and mouth at his neck. If it's because... because... because then—
He watches him run that hand through his hair, wanting to chase it with his own. But— Oh. The speed in which Gavin's ears turn deep cherry red is almost impressive. ]
You... can? Oh. [ He does so, so you can feel how embarrassed he is. ] Shit.
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Yeah, I... Look, it's fine. You didn't know. And it. [ Why did he say this in the first place, he should have kept his mouth shut, but now he's blushing too. ] I don't--I don't mind you doing it. It lets me know how you're doing.
[ Which of course means he worries about Gavin even when they're apart. But he can't just say that!! ]
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Long as it doesn't bug you... [ It's hard to keep the smile out of his voice. ] Hank—
[ And then his phone is ringing again. ] Oh, right. Work.
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It's not so bad.
[ He's even smiling. Shit. Hank nearly smiles back when the phone rings. At least he can work off the embarrassment of admitting that. ]
Right, we should... we should get back. You'd think the place was up in fucking flames with how much they're calling.
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