✎ He knew he should've been more careful. The deal seemed shady from the start, but his daughter had been getting sick again. He needed the money, and it wasn't like he hadn't accepted bribes in the past. He pulled up at the house, taking a second to catch his breath as he glanced around, relieved to see that he hadn't been followed. He stumbled out of the car and towards the door, hand clutching the wound on his side in some attempt to stop the bleeding. He knocked on the door, sliding down against the wall. The adrenaline that allowed him to make the drive slowly fading away. He didn't think he could stay on his feet much longer. He gave another half hearted attempt at a knock, relieved when they finally opened the door. He looked up to them, face pale from the blood loss. ❝ I-I need some help. ❞

Oh how the turns have tabled

[ACCEPTANCE] muse a suddenly becomes disabled (via illness, accident or genetics) & muse b helps them come to terms with it.

[ M/F ] [ F/F ] [ M/M ]

✎ ❝ Well, you did practically appear outta' nowhere, ❞ Edith commented, glancing around. She hadn't seen the young woman arrive and she was dressed quite strangely. ❝ No, I haven't, ❞ she admitted, openly. She was used to secret glances and brushing hands together, maybe an odd kiss if the night was quiet enough in the town. Out of towns, on the open plains, that was where it tended to get messy and bolder. ❝ Names Edith. Whereabouts are you from, miss? You don't strike me as a local. ❞

"I'm just talented like that." Candice shrugged, biting her lower lip- she had no idea how she had gotten here, where here was, or what to make of the other- but god she was hot. "Candice. And uh... well lets just say i'm from a long ways away and I don't know if I'll ever get home so... Maybe you can help me out?" Again her voice turned flirtatious, "I'll do anything you want me too." she said playfully.

But what surprised him more was thier words. He looked at the pair standing in his doorway as he tried to hide the start of his nest. He crossed his arms over his chest. Trying to ignore how much he wanted to bend over and beg right now. "I'm not nesting. No nests here. Just normal.familar stuff mot anything to do with nests or heats." He blurted out.

Arlyn frowned slightly, moving over to Rune. ❝ You don't have to hide it from us, honey, ❞ she said, her voice soft and reassuring. She wasn't quite sure what would prompt him to hide it from them. ❝ We can take care of you, however you need. I promise. ❞

"Witches have used it against me." He muttered quietly. "Held relief against me for magic I don't do. Or using my start to get me to agree to dark magic or intense spells." He explained. He moved himself closer to Arlyn and rested his head on her shoulder, finally giving in to his need for some physical contact. "Does the offer of things for the nest still stand?"

❝ We're at your command, ❞ Oisín added on, as Arlyn nodded in agreement. ❝ Just tell us what you want. I don't have to be here either, if you don't want an alpha around during your heat, ❞ he offered. He knew that it could make his heat harder or possibly send him into his rut and he didn't want to put Rune or Arlyn into that position.

“Mmm missed me baby?” He grunted as he thrust his length deep inside of Isolde in the one room that was entirely his and his alone. It had been a couple weeks since he’d last seen her, such was the nature of his work. But he was certain to make up for the lost time. “Just like that, let me hear my baby girl purr.” The frame of the bed shuddered under the weight of their motions, the back boarded echoed off the wall that it collided against with every successive motion. Anywhere else they’d likely receive complaints. But not here and not by anyone who knows better.

She let out a loud moan when he thrust into her fully, the stretch felt like it was almost too much, but she took it. ❝ Yes! ❞ She moaned out, her nails digging into his back. She had missed this, missed the way he made her feel and missed the ability to be as loud as she pleased and not having to fake it. She let her moans and noises of pleasure leave her mouth freely as she spread her legs wider for him, tightening around his cock. She moved a hand to her chest, playing with her breasts in an attempt to enhance her pleasure even more. ❝ Fuck me harder, Ethan. I wanna be able to feel you even when you're done. I want everyone to know I'm yours. ❞