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It wasn't supposed to happen.
Henry’s heat came a few days early.
He was working on an overdue late animation project that Joey asked him to finish overnight while dealing with an overwhelming burning heat running through his body.
The studio was almost empty, all the co-workers either left for the day or never even showed up. Henry already had a couple of cups of coffee, trying his best to stay concentrated.
There are only a few frames left, then he can go home and deal with his “thing”. Easy right?
Well, it’s ain’t that easy when you’re sweating nonstop while your body feels like it's on fire. He even had to redo the same lineart over and over again.
His slow and easy breaths turned into a ragged and fast pace like he was suffering from heat stroke and exaggerating. He pulled his knees together and held them to his chest, burying his face in between them, curling into a ball.
The feeling was extremely unbearable, it was as if he was about to explode, he could feel his skin burning, and at that point, he was unable to work at all, he should’ve brought the pills with him. What a stupid idea.
He suddenly flinched when he felt a grab on his shoulder. “Hey Stein, you good?” Henry recognized that voice, he quickly looked up. Just as he expected, Sammy Lawrence, the music director.
Surprisingly they’re the only ones left in the studio because of course Joey forced them to. The rest of the studio was dead quiet, except for the sound of the pipes flowing and the ink machine engines.
“Yeah..J-Just a bit frustrated, don’t worry.” He responded by lowering his tone, just so he won’t get suspicious.
“You don’t seem fine, your face is bright red, are you sick?” Sammy questioned, his hand patting Henry’s back.
Is it the side effect of the heat, or does Sammy suddenly looked really attractive and..hot?? Like, his stunning ppearance, those shiny blue eyes, and curly long blonde hair tied into a small ponytail, most of all his masculine well built body and-
“Henry?” A voice cut him off and snapped him back to reality. Henry quickly shook his head and attempted to stand up, just to fall to hit his knees a few steps later. He held onto one of the chairs for support, but the pain was just too much for him to handle.
Sammy’s eyes widened and held Henry’s arm onto his shoulder, carefully helping him walk to his music department. “Hold on. There’s a break room in my office, you can rest there.” Sweat dripped down his forehead and his only response was a hm.
The room was filled with a sweet, arousing scent, which made Henry relax from the strong, unbearable sensation. Sammy settled Henry onto his bed in his breakroom, it's just a small room used to put his extra instruments and a bed in the corner, just in case he needs a small nap.
Henry’s version became a bit blurry, but not too much so he can still see Sammy’s presence. Sammy sat next to him while kept on working on his unfinished song.
“S-Sammy..come here, please?” The music director looked to his left, looking at the poor man struggling to speak and getting his attention.
“Yeah?” He sat on the edge of the bed, seeing if there was anything he can do to help. Just to get the other's arms wrapped around his neck and get pulled close to Henry, pressing against his chest, their lips barely touching.
The atmosphere was awkward as hell, as if they were about to get squashed. Sammy could barely react, blush spread across his face as he looked down at the man under him. Henry’s shirt was loosely buttoned, his face still red and Sammy swore to god he heard a small whimper coming from the man.
He could smell the scent coming from Henry, somehow the smell isn’t any ordinary, it was that kind of scent that makes you wanna rail into the other, fucking them senseless-
No! He can’t! Henry is his co-worker and friend. He could never do such a thing to his close friend. Plus, he’s still confused about his sexuality, there’s no way he’s possibly gay, right???
His heart stopped when he felt a grind on his lower region, slowly making him excited. Sammy could feel the other’s breath on their neck.
“I never expected it to end like this..but Sam.. p-please.”
Well shit. Okay Lawrence, think. Your co-worker is obviously trying to signal you to fuck him, and you’re turned on by this, you could either help him and get this shit over with or leave him be. What to do…
You know what, fuck it.
“Getting needy now are we?” Sammy pressed a kiss onto his lips, biting his bottom lip. Henry gladly opened his mouth, letting the other take control. Everything feels unreal, Sammy can’t believe himself. Him making out with the studio animator, his co-worker, his friend
Or possibly, his mate.
The grinding got harder, Sammy let out a small moan and broke the kiss. “You’re okay with this right?” He asked, smiling after the other man nodded. He slowly dug his teeth into the other's neck, biting and sucking on it, forming a mark. He wants to make it obvious and visible, stating that Henry is his and his only. Henry moaned desperately, rolling his hips attempting to gain friction. “Oh please~ fuck me already~!”
“Now now little sheep, we can’t get too excited now~” Sammy stopped and started unbuttoning his shirt and suspenders, throwing them onto the side, leaving him only in boxers. Henry bit his bottom lip, watching the music director strip, he unbuckled his belt and spread his legs, slowly palming his now hardened and erected member.
Sammy smirked, tonight the studio is gonna get freaky for sure.
He put his finger onto Henry’s lips, “suck.” He demanded. He watched as the other licked his finger, sucking on it slowly.
After his finger was coated in saliva, he pulled down Henry’s boxers and slowly inserted them into his entrance, earning a low groan in response. Sammy pulled out his finger just to shove back in again, watching the other squirm and grabbing the sheets desperately, milking all the moans the man can make.
“Christ, you're sensitive aren’t you~?” Sammy chuckled as he inserted another finger, surprised when the other came instantly. White liquid dripped down his legs and cock, Henry trying so hard to catch his breath.
“You might’ve came now, but you aren’t even experiencing the real thing yet, my little sheep.”
Sammy pulled out his fingers and wiping it onto the sheets and took off his boxers. Sammy’s length was about average, his cock sprung out and proudly stood erected, with veins popping on the side.
He grabbed Henry’s legs and put them on his shoulders, positioning his member and teasing his hole.
“Ready?” The musician asked, Henry nodded, turning his head to the side.
How adorable.
He made this way to his entrance, taking it slowly step by step, in case of hurting the man below him. Once his cock is buried deep inside of him, they both let out a low groan. Henry put his hands above his head, face already flustered red. He never felt this good, at least for a long time.
After getting used to Sammy’s size, he nodded, signalling the other to move. The music director slowly pushed in and out, letting out small grunts every time. “Holy shit..you’re tight.” Sammy’s thrusts became a lot faster and harsher, watching as the omega below him whine and moan, begging for more, just drives him crazy everytime.
He wanted to pound into him and fuck his brains out so badly, he wanted to hear him scream his name until he lost his voice every time he thrusts into him.
He wanted to breed him, breed him to where he's having his pups.
God, the amount of desires he wanna do to the poor man is irresistible.
Henry feels like he’s in eternal bliss, he arches his back every time he feels Sammy’s cock inside of him, gripping onto the sheets for dear life. He could care less if anyone else heard his moans, as if he was seeing stars.
He wanted Sammy, and only Sammy, right now. He wanted him so badly, everything felt so good at that moment.
“S-sammy~! Harder please!” Henry whined.
Holy fuck was that fucking hot.
Sammy bit his lip, resisting the urge to pound into him, wanting the feeling of the tight hot walls that squeeze around his cock to the last second. It was when he hit a certain spot, making Henry’s breath hitched and tighten his grip on the sheets.
That’s when he knew he found it.
Henry let out several loud moans, tears streaming down from the corner of his eyes, completely submitting himself to the music director. Which only led to Sammy pounding into his now swollen and abused hole mercilessly, he grabbed onto the other’s cock, stroking it rapidly, determined to make him cum.
“HAH~… I-I’m about… to~!” Sammy chuckled as he watched the omega struggling so hard to form a sentence, wiping the drool off his lips, “Cum? Well, ah..cum then my precious little sheep~” he whispered.
That sentence alone made Henry scream his name one last time before white liquid spilling from his cock, coming onto his stomach before passing out.
Sammy’s thrusts became a lot sloppier and slower before coming deep inside Henry’s ass, letting out a small moan.
They both payed on top on each other, chest rising and falling as they’re catching their breath. “S-so..problem solved?” Sammy smiled weakly. Henry wrapped his arms around Sammy, snuggling his chest, basically in a spooning position “very much.. thank you Sam.” He said before closing his eyes.
And that’s when he realised, he really, really do love him. Not because of one night stand, but how he’s truly feeling towards him. His great personality and how attractive he is. He loved Henry.
But he should've really put on protection..