Alexei leaned against the windowsill, watching Lein get shuffled from one examination room to another. He tapped a finger on the sill "Is this why I have to drive out here in the middle of the week?"
Jason said nothing, just took another long drag of his cigarette.
Alexei eyed him, irritated "Tone it down with that shit."
Jason hummed and crushed the cigarette into the bin.
"If you were so worried, why didn't you bring him here yourself?"
"He said I shouldn't involve myself with him anymore."
"Oh~" he pointed out the window "Looks like he's done." But the person he was speaking to was already gone.
"Jay?" His surprise eased into apprehension. He had not expected to run into him.
"Are you going home?" Jason asked expressionlessly.
"No. I'm waiting for the results."
"Hm…" Jason glanced down at his watch "You can eat now. Let's go." He turned around and led the way to the cafe, a confused Lein trailing behind quietly. "How do you feel?" He asked when they were seated.
"...I'm fine " he became fidgety under Jason's burning gaze. "Jay-"
"Did you come alone?"
"…yes."
He frowned "You drove?"
"No, I took a cab."
"It's pretty far from town, how are you getting back?"
"…a cab?"
He furrowed his brows "Have something to eat, after you've seen the doctor, message me. I'll take you home."
"Wait, Jay-"
"I have a meeting to attend. It shouldn't take too long." He stood, glanced at his watch again "Wait for me."
He watched Jason walk away. His rapidly beating heart slowly began to calm. The unexpected meeting made him a little happy. An involuntary smile formed on his lips but why was he angry? Did something happen at work? This was the thought on his mind all through the final consultation. Everything was fine with his gland, he needed to take the medication for a few more months and they were kind enough to provide him with more of the special inhibitors.
Once again, the whole process came with no charge.
He sent a message to Jason to tell him he was ready to leave, wandering around the facility until Jason came to get him.
"What did the doctor say?" He asked on the car to his car.
"I need to take the modulators for a while. Is it really okay if I don't pay for it? It probably costs a lot."
Jason held open there door for him "Get in."
Lein backed away. It didn't feel right. He couldn't fathom why Jason was repeatedly being kind to him after everything that bad happened. It made him feel like shit "Why are you doing this?"
"Rosalein, get in the car."
Lein remained still, not daring to move.
Jason let go of the door, in a few steps he stood in front of him. "Rosalein..." When he brought a hand to Lein's face.
He obediently pressed his face into the warmth that was presented as Jason caressed his cheek with a thumb before playfully tugging his earlobe.
Lein stepped closer, it was like he was under a spell.
"... I'm already fucking angry with you, don't make it worse." He added in a low voice.
So, Jason was angry at him.
At least he was angry at him.
He wasn't indifferent.
He didn't hate him.
He was just angry.
He wet his lips and leaned closer.
Jason turned his face away before the other could reach his lips "Get in the car." He walked to the driver's side and got in.
This time, Lein obediently got in.
It was a long and quiet drive back.
The car came to a stop outside Lein's home, but the doors remained locked.
After a few minutes, Lein began to grow restless. He unbuckled his seatbelt "Jay, the doors."
Jason turned to him, said nothing but stared intently at him.
Lein held his breath, every time encountered Jason he became bolder, more shameless... shameless enough to hope that the man would take him back after everything. When Jason said he was angry, he became even more hopeful and greedy.
Even now, under his glare, he wanted more than anything, for the man to reach out to him, to kiss him, to adore him. He was nothing more than a shell full of unfulfilled yearning, that even his body screamed loudly of his affection for this person. He couldn't help but wonder if Jason felt something more than anger at his betrayal. He had since stopped trying to explain himself or assign blame, he had had enough time to think about what he had done. His parents sat him down several times to discuss it.
He fucked up, it was entirely his fault and no one else's.
That night there were some many things he could have done, but even many more that he shouldn't have.
So, he should stay away, he knew that. He couldn't keep exhausting Jason's affection for him, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted Jason to love him again. He cautiously inched closer and closer until he had completely crossed over to the driver's side. He plucked one of Jason's hands and buried his face in the open palm, imitating the caresses he often received from the man. Jason remained still, letting him do as he pleased. He became emboldened, Jason's earlier rejection forgotten, and drew closer to his face, his eyes scanning, watching for anything that might hint at a rejection.
Seeing there was none, he leaned in for a kiss.
A moment passed, he pulled back, surprised by the complete lack of reaction.
He tried again.
And again.
And again.
Each attempt became more forceful, more agitated, more desperate. He grabbed Jason's face with trembling hands and kissed even harder, parting his lips with his teeth, sucking on them, running his tongue along his teeth and the insides of his cheeks but, no matter what he did, Jason's jaw was clenched shut.
He kept it up until he could taste his own tears "Please..." He whispered hoarsely, in between his sobs.
Jason finally reacted, he peeled Lein's hands off his face, holding onto them, he sighed deeply "Get off me."
"Jay…" he called out tremulously.
"Do you enjoy toying with me?"
"No! No! I'm not! I swear I'm not."
"Then what are you doing?"
He broke down "I'm not toying with you."
"When I asked you to give me some serious thought, you ran off and almost got yourself killed. You kiss me one day and suddenly go silent on me the next. You vie for my attention but say I shouldn't get involved with you. Now, look at what you're doing... If you aren't just messing around then what the fuck are you doing?" He asked calmly.
"It's not that... please, you have to believe me. I'm not messing around."
Jason remained expressionless. He released Lein's hands "Then what is this?"
Lein cradled his face again "I lo…" He felt he had no right to say those "I can't… I don't want..."
He wasn't impressed, in fact he was a little irritated "Get off me."
But the quaking Lein remained still.
"Do you actually think I will not hurt you?"
"Please..." He pleaded "...please don't throw me away. You can do anything to me, just don't get rid of me."
He sneered and shoved Lein away "I fucking told you to get off me." He stared back in annoyance when the other didn't budge.
He shoved him again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And each time, Lein bounced back like a plant rooted in place.
Jason grew exhausted and the fruitless struggle died down. "Rosalein, I am not some cheap thrill that. I will not be a part of your games so-"
"No, no... I've never thought that." He sniffled.
The car fell silent as weeping person before him, he softened "You cry so ugly."
He took a sharp inhale "…so…sorry."
"Mm." He bopped his nose "Stop crying."
Lein wiped away his tears with the back of his hands, eager to show how obedient he would be, but he couldn't stop the sniffling. "You still want me?"
Ah… it was happening again. That thing… the feeling that he could not explain reared its ugly head. He couldn't understand why it had to be this person, this person that was just the embodiment of chaos and just… he sighed again. His hands took a tender hold of his shoulders "Don't cry, Rosalein. I really am helpless when you do."
Lein sniffled and nodded "…I'll stop."
"About your medication-"
"I'll pay it back." He added quickly.
"No…" he ran his hands up and down the length of his arms "…Yul already explained to you, did you forget?" he wiped away a stray tear "You are the participant of a study she's involved in. actually, we should be paying you. They came up with a lot of great things thanks to you." He explained with a light chuckle "So it has very little to do with… our situation."
He nodded, wiping what was left of his cries "…okay."
Jason pressed Lein's head against his shoulder and sighed again, this was so exhausting. He released his pheromones as he comforted him. It was so exhausting, but he did not want to let go. He pinched Lein's chin to bring the other close. It was a bad idea, he knew that but if Lein were a fire, he was clearly a moth.
A pathetic and stupid moth.
He kissed him. It was a soft, tender kiss intending to comfort, until it wasn't.
It became an angry, almost punitory act. Jason dug his fingers into the other's jaw, keeping him firmly in place as he bit down on his tongue, not stopping until he tasted blood. He wanted to bite it off but held back. He poured out the entirety of his rage on to his lower lip, and then his neck and shoulders. He stopped, seemingly satisfied with the bloody trail that marked Lein's body "I fucking told you not to let anyone touch you or even look at you." He snarled.
Lein was covered in goosebumps, he couldn't help but feel excited, even as he was being suffocated by the pheromones that were originally meant to comfort. Jason was that angry, so angry he couldn't control his pheromones. He knew it wasn't appropriate at the moment but seeing Jason on the verge of losing control always made him edge.
"You better sit fucking still while I figure out what to do with you."
He replied with an enthusiastic nod.
He frowned and loosened his grip on Lein's jaw. His brows furrowed even more when he had done, he hated marks that would cause bruising. "Go back to your seat."
Jason started the car and drove to the nearest pharmacy. He was in and out within minutes and they were back at Lein's home again. Jason climbed into the back seat and turned on the overhead lights "Come here."
Lein, who had been watching silently, hurried to the back.
Jason cleaned his wounds with steady concentration. It was obvious he was extremely unhappy "Can you speak?"
"…yesh..."
He raised a brow at the sound "Show me your tongue."
Lein opened his mouth wide and rolled out his tongue to display the still bleeding bite imprinted on him. He actually liked them, he liked the marks on his tongue, neck and collar even if Jason didn't, he liked them and he wanted to keep them.
"Rosalein..." one look, and he could tell what the other was thinking "...we can't keep going on like this. It's not safe." He explained as he wiped away the blood.
Lein panicked, he wanted to protest but Jason was still holding on to his tongue, cleaning it.
"You need to learn how to say 'Stop'."
He wanted to speak but Jason placed a finger on his lips to silence him. "We will talk about this later, okay?"
Lein nodded.
He caressed his face, rubbing his cheek with a thumb "Will you be able to eat?"
He nodded.
Jason chuckled "I'll walk you to the door."
"Why did it take so long to come in?" Mari had heard Jason's car the first time it arrived, in fact she had looked out the window to confirm it was them, but no one showed up for over an hour. Not that she was worried, the person with her son was Jason, what was the worst that could happen? Which is why she kept her attention on the TV screen when the door was opened, she didn't even spare the boy a glance, so she did not see the state in which he had returned.
Hank, however, did look up and he was speechless.
Lein nodded at him awkwardly.
"What happened to you?!"
Mari turned to see what had her husband so worked up. She gasped in horror and jumped to her feet. The boy's neck and shoulders covered in leucoplast. She jumped to her feet and rushed to his side "Rose what happened to you?"
He stood awkwardly at the doorway, avoiding their probing gazes, shuffling his weight from one foot to another.
"Did Jason do that to you?" Hank asked.
Lein glanced guiltily at his father before looking away.
Mari cautiously peeled back a plaster. "Oh, okay." Mari suddenly relaxed "He got bit." She explained as she returned to her place on the couch.
Hank became annoyed "Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet?"
Lein stuck out his tongue to show his trophy.
Mari shooed him away with the wave of a hand "Go rinse your mouth with some warm water."
Lein nodded enthusiastically and scurried off.
"Seriously? You're okay with this? "
Mari shrugged "What's wrong with it?"
"Your son shows up covered in bandages and a bite on his tongue and you ask what's wrong with it?"
"What do you want me to say? Rose looked really happy about it and Jay did a good job cleaning it up."
"Mari..." He looked at doorway to make sure Lein was out of earshot before moving closer to her and lowering his voice "...this thing with Jay is getting out of hand. How can you be okay with it?"
"Rose can handle himself and Jay is a good person."
"Is he really a good person?"
Mari squinted at him "You do it."
"What?"
"Go in there and tell your son that you're uncomfortable with the man he's seeing."
"He's your son too... my precious son, that's why I'm concerned as I think you should be."
"You used to like Jay, why are you suddenly skeptical?"
It's not that Hank particularly disliked Jay or anything. It's just recently he started to feel a little... uncomfortable. Maybe it's because his home now carried the scent of the alpha in question, that was bound to make anyone in his position uncomfortable.
Or maybe, it was intuition. His time in the military had sharpened his intuition to a certain degree. He could sense some things others could not. There was a certain thing about Jay that almost always had him on high alert.
Or maybe it was how casually he threw money at his kid. He was grateful for his constant aid, but he was certain those drugs cost almost a fortune. That would make any parent uncomfortable.
Or maybe it's because of how their relationship ended. Lein, without question, did a very despicable thing. He knew what it meant to be ashamed of one's own child for the first time. That would make anyone uncomfortable, especially if they had to keep facing the ex-boyfriend for multiple reasons.
Or perhaps, it was because Rosalein, his only child, was uncharacteristically obedient to Jay. The boy he knew like the back of his hand, the boy he personally brought up and trained so he could stand his own against anyone, the same boy who had gotten disciplinary sanctions from his schools several times and made him even question if having a child was necessary... That boy went into heat twice just because Jay walked into the room.
What exactly was the nature of their relationship?
Why was his son so desperate to cling to the man?
What did Jay do to his precious child?
Why was Mari okay with it?
"It's not that I don't like him, he just... Come on Mari, look at Rose. Do you think they're actually a good fit?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." She answered nonchalantly.
"You know."
She took his hands into hers "Hank, there is someone that keeps Rosalein grounded and happy. He takes good care of him, we both know that."
He peeked at the door "He has piercings, did you know?"
"So? He also has a tattoo."
"Mari."
She threw his hands aside, having grown tired of the conversation "Like I said, you are free to express your dissatisfaction with their relationship while I watch from the side."
"You know how he is..."
"Exactly, have some faith in him. He's fine." She returned her gaze to the screen "Do you think Rose would be pushed around if he didn't want it?"
Hank lamented inwardly, that was the problem. The boy clearly wanted it.
She crossed her arms "I just remembered that there was a time you were also…" she eyed him "…enthusiastic."
This was the fourth time Ethan was asking Alexei what his pheromones smelled like. "I told you to guess."
"How am I meant to know if I guess right?" Ethan whined.
Alexei flashed a sly smile "I'll tell you if you're right." He casually tossed the package in his hand on to the bed. The contents spilled out. He watched Ethan's face go from curiousity to surprise then shock before settling on something that could be disgust as he inspected them. It made him very amused "You don't like it?"
He was completely irked now "…Alex…" he gasped. Since their first time together, Alexei seemed to have become fascinated with the idea of trying a multitude of new things… in their bedroom. Most of which were enough to have Ethan dying from shame and embarrassment.
He flopped on to the bed and on his side "Yes?" his amusement grew even more.
"…is this a joke?" he whispered.
Alexei shook his head slowly.
He turned around, ready to crawl off the bed and bolt out the door but Alexei caught him by the ankle and dragged him back before he could make it far.
"Baby, I bought it just for you to wear…" he said pinching his big toe "…It took me so much time to pick it out. I'm a little hurt that you wouldn't even try it on."
Ethan struggled with all his might, kicking but he was no match. He stared at the flimsy costume with heavy resentment "Where did you even get this?"
"An ad popped up while I was on a porn site." He explained shamelessly. Alexei never had a fondness for pornography, in fact, he disliked it quite a bit, but what he does enjoy is putting Ethan in embarrassing situations or making him do embarrassing things like certain poses one would come across in such visual aids or even certain outfits like the one currently strewn across their bed.
Ethan scurried to the other side of the bed when he saw a chance, wanting to put as much distance between them and the accursed outfit as possible. He was barely halfway when Alexei caught his ankle again and pulled him back. He squealed and stomped on his hand with his free leg. That too was soon apprehended.
"I'm pretty sure they're your size. Put them on."
"No!" He stuck out his tongue and made another attempt to escape, that too was a failure because Alexei held onto his ankles firmly.
"Come on… put it on."
"No! You put it on." He wriggled about as he tried to twist his captured foot free "Let me go, you pervert."
"Yes and I do all this to keep my little nympho freak satisfied. See how much I do for you."
Ethan stopped struggling, playfulness evaporated "Alex, do you really need this?"
His grin disappeared "What?"
"Is this… an absolute requirement for you?"
"What?" His brows creased as he loosened his grip "NO! No… Baby, no..." He crawled to his side "I just like messing with you. I like us fooling around."
He scowled "…not because it makes you excited?"
"I have to admit, it does make me excited but then again, everything you do makes me excited. Even watching you breathe can get me excited. Look at me…" he gestured to his groin with a tilt of the head "…see?" he wiggled his brows and grinned.
Ethan pressed his lips into a thin line to smother his smile and turned away "That's because you're just a pervert."
"So, you don't want a pervert? Then what do you want? I'll be anything for you."
"Go away."
"Eh? Ethan is so cold." He pressed a knee between the other's legs "How can he be so cruel when I invested so much time into picking out clothes for him?"
"You should have invested it in something more sensible."
"I've never made a loss on my investments though."
They stared stubbornly at each other, neither were willing to give in.
"You'll put it on..." He husked in his ear "... won't you?" He asked as he traced the lines of his ear with his tongue.
Ethan felt tingles all over, his body involuntarily arched closer to Alexei.
A few minutes later Ethan was staring in disbelief at the outfit Alexei had picked out. To call it an outfit would be…
It was all soft glaring red lace. The top wrapped around his neck cascading down into nothing but strings that crisscrossed around his upper body ending as a neatly tied bow just above his navel. Calling it a top was a gross exaggeration.
The bottoms were no better. He had been presented with a pair of crotchless panties, the sparse fabric was made to outline the perkiness of his bottom. It seemed all of the fabric was used instead on the garter belt that went around his waist and the fishnet thigh highs.
Was this really what Alexei liked? He shook the thought out of his head, replacing it with the question of how the other had gotten him to put it on in the first place.
"You forgot the horns and the tail." Alexei waved them in the air.
Ethan turned around in shock, quickly covering all the parts that his outfit did not, like his chest and his crotch. He had no idea when Alexei had snuck into the bathroom "I said not to follow me."
Alexei ignored his protest and drew closer, he eyes swept greedily over his frame. He was obviously satisfied with his choice, one could tell by the annoying smirk plastered on his face when he placed the head band on Ethan's head "I knew I wouldn't mind it if you were a demon." He was satisfied enough, choosing to toss the tail aside.
"You're despicable…" he huffed. "This is so embarrassing..."
Alexei's smile grew bigger "I am? It is?" He asked, picking him up at the waist and placing him on the vanity "Is that why your body is so rigid?" He parted his legs and placed himself between them as he pinned the other's hands that covered his chest to the sink top so he could admire him freely "You look gorgeous. There is not a part of you that isn't perfect." He leaned closer to sniff him "You smell so good." He mumbled.
Ethan shivered when he felt the tip of Alexei's tongue trail down his neck, leaving goosebumps in its path. He grew more excited when that devious tongue circled a nipple, teasing and flicking it before going to the next to repeat the act. He continued down to his navel, lowering himself to his knees as he brought Ethan's hands to the back of his head. Ethan gasped, his voice shook and his body trembled when he felt Alexei take him into his mouth. He heard something like a laugh from the man then he heard nothing but his own gasps and moans as every motion brought him an indescribable delight. He locked his ankles around his neck, urging him to do more.
Alexei kept going until Ethan found release in his mouth. Chuckling as he came to his feet, he spat the results of his endeavour into a hand, glanced at Ethan who was staring back at him lustfully. He washed his hands and rinsed out his mouth, unhurriedly. "You should take a look at yourself in the mirror." He commented as he opened a cabinet to retrieve condoms and a bottle of lubricant.
Something worthy of note was the presence of those particular items in almost every room in their home. As their first time was completely unplanned, the lack of preparation left Ethan sore and uncomfortable for days. Something Alexei had regretted a lot. He was determined not to let the incident repeat itself.
"Don't you want to take a look?" He teased.
Ethan had barely recovered from his peak when Alexei flipped him over. He found himself on his knees, face to face with his own reflection.
Alexei covered his back with his chest, reaching out from behind to pinch his chin so he couldn't look away "Make sure to watch us closely..." he kissed his temple softly "...so you can tell me all about it later."