He was getting a real kick he had not expected out of granting Frank's wishes, half-panted as they were, between glorious soft hot sounds the other omega couldn't quite get the breath for. Frank rocked back against him, slick and responsive, breath caught sharp for that light almost-touch.
He had as much contact as Clu could give him, and he still wanted more. And Clu wanted to give him more. Clu wanted to try that again, to gently trace his fingers in circles over that soft dust of hair and flick and roll his nipples to sharp points. Only they were working toward a goal, here, an urgent one due south, and so Clu filed that reaction away instead to chase that greater ecstasy. It was so good to give and take pleasure with the same touches, Frank winding tighter with a shiver for the way they moved together, breathing his praises with mounting urgency.
And his code-brother was clearly enjoying the show, beaming flushed and intent, soft growls escaping with heated breaths where he brought himself along. And as for the thought of him in there. That, Clu needed to see, like immediately--his newest friend stuffed full of his dearest one, all of them connected.
He absolutely wanted to be part of that.
Frank twitched in his grip and for that high, bright cry from his mouth, alpha was across the carpet with a grin and a great, big, idea that had Clu swallowing down a chuckle, rolling sideways to help Frank up without quite letting go of him.
Because there were a limited number of ways they would all fit together, especially on the couch.
And this one--
Alpha knew from the way he stole the covers. From the way he liked to hug. From the now-and-then way Clu was the big spoon, tight and resplendent, part heater and part octopus. He'd lit right up for the heaviest weighted blanket they made, and then teased endlessly to try and coax alpha under it naked.
Hell yes he would be on the bottom.
"You want?" he hummed at Frank, checking and teasing in the same breath.
He looked alpha up and down, raked his eyes over his mate with a hungry answering grin, and licked his lips outright.
"Brother." It was too high and hungry for a growl, the purr bending it into something urgent. "Help me turn him?"
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He had as much contact as Clu could give him, and he still wanted more. And Clu wanted to give him more. Clu wanted to try that again, to gently trace his fingers in circles over that soft dust of hair and flick and roll his nipples to sharp points. Only they were working toward a goal, here, an urgent one due south, and so Clu filed that reaction away instead to chase that greater ecstasy. It was so good to give and take pleasure with the same touches, Frank winding tighter with a shiver for the way they moved together, breathing his praises with mounting urgency.
And his code-brother was clearly enjoying the show, beaming flushed and intent, soft growls escaping with heated breaths where he brought himself along. And as for the thought of him in there. That, Clu needed to see, like immediately--his newest friend stuffed full of his dearest one, all of them connected.
He absolutely wanted to be part of that.
Frank twitched in his grip and for that high, bright cry from his mouth, alpha was across the carpet with a grin and a great, big, idea that had Clu swallowing down a chuckle, rolling sideways to help Frank up without quite letting go of him.
Because there were a limited number of ways they would all fit together, especially on the couch.
And this one--
Alpha knew from the way he stole the covers. From the way he liked to hug. From the now-and-then way Clu was the big spoon, tight and resplendent, part heater and part octopus. He'd lit right up for the heaviest weighted blanket they made, and then teased endlessly to try and coax alpha under it naked.
Hell yes he would be on the bottom.
"You want?" he hummed at Frank, checking and teasing in the same breath.
He looked alpha up and down, raked his eyes over his mate with a hungry answering grin, and licked his lips outright.
"Brother." It was too high and hungry for a growl, the purr bending it into something urgent. "Help me turn him?"