#blazingxwolves

Lorenzo had just finished his shift at the flower shop. He leaves perhaps a bit too hastily, leaving the shop doors with his apron still on. Before the fae could even notice he was still wearing it, he was already a ways away from the flower shop. He ponders for a moment, mentally debating whether he should return the apron or not. The omega decides on returning the apron and, with a quick spin of his heel, he turns around to start walking. Only, he'd managed to crash into someone along the way.

"Oh, gods. I'm so sorry!" Lorenzo begins to apologize, holding onto the stranger by the shoulders. The fae's hands squeezing at the other man's broad form. He had meant to only steady himself, but the omega's hands had a mind of their own. "I didn't think anyone else walked this way. Hope you're okay."

In his time there wouldn't be a baby shower, it was unheard of, but he was in the modern days now and Sven belonged to that world so it was right to say that a baby shower was in order. He finished decorating and checked the food to make sure everything was perfect. He turned to Sven before taking a seat, his feet were starting to hurt. "Your place is gorgeous," he tells the alpha as the doorbell rang.

"One of your friends surely," he says getting up again to open the door. A group of people waited outside. "Come in," he tells them with a big smile as he steps aside and the people pour into the place greeting Sven. John had invited some of his colleagues but he wasn't sure if they'd come.

New Haven was a new world to him entirely and their technology baffled him, especially in the medical field. They had done so much for medicine nowadays that a lot more people were cured and healed than before. These days there were contraceptives, suppressants, and pregnancy tests that didn't exist before. So, when he began showing symptoms of being pregnant after trying a few times with Sven he quickly became acquainted with pregnancy tests.

He was holding an at-home pregnancy test and the result showed on it. John stared for what it felt like hours before putting it down and going to grab his phone, another piece of technology he had grown acquainted with since becoming an intern. He read the last text Sven sent him and checked the time. The alpha would be coming to his apartment soon, so he needed to get ready.

John cooked something delicious, learning how to use the kitchen had been a new ordeal altogether but it was rewarding every time he learned to use something new and useful. After cooking he showered and put on his best outfit. He cleaned the test and placed it inside a small gift box he had bought just for this moment and placed it in front of one of the empty plates on the dinner table he had readied for dinner.

Then he heard someone at the door and his nerves grew more intense. "Coming!" He yelled after fixing the table one last time before going to the door to let Sven in. He smiled when he saw the alpha and stood aside to let him in. "I have a gift ready for you," he says because he can't wait to tell him. "It's the box on the dinner table."

Amara had been able to move on from Sven’s fucking and get back to his interests partially because the alpha’s presence lingered with him. Amara needed only to rub over the bite mark whenever he wanted to revisit those moments of mind-shattering pleasure. He could remember Sven’s scent, his voice, the sensation of being split open and fucked like ... well, a toy. He resented the association and knew rationally that the alpha was bad news, but Amara hadn’t gotten fucked like that in some time. Sven’s scent was like a taunt, floating into Amara’s nose as he went about his business in Athos. Scurrying in the underground proved to be a good distraction, but eventually the emptiness he felt beckoned him back to the village. Amara knew he had to track Sven down to get his attention, but he was used to diverting attention away from himself. This was a new frontier for him, but once he found Sven working in the tavern the best plan Amara could come up with was to pester the alpha until ... until something happened. He’d repeatedly chuck stones at him then duck behind a pillar or beam, giggling each time. He felt extra giddy too with Sven’s scent undercutting every other wolf’s and giving Amara a bit of a high. “I know you’ll let me off easy, so ... I’ll just keep this up until you’re done working!” he shouts as he leaps onto a nearby table, bearing his teeth in a challenge.

@blazingxwolves said: ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back (from Sven)

John gasped when his shirt was grabbed and he was shoved back against a wall. He hissed in pain and flashed his yellow eyes for a moment as his head hit the wall, pain shooting through his body. "Wha...what's your problem?!" He demanded looking at the alpha. What had brought this sudden grab and hit against a wall?

I think you'd be the first wolf I've had drinks with a long while, but aye- if you're so determined how can I resist such a good offer? I wouldn't say I'm interesting. But nice of you to say so.