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The green plush dinosaur, Edward, yelped as he felt the small yet firm hand grab his tail and gently drop him on the floor beside the bed. The man who had rescued him from the hospital gift shop a few weeks prior, had gifted him to this younger man whom he spent many hours curled up with, soaking up so many of his tears, broke his little plush heart it did. This evening he was on edge, the air in the apartment radiating off the two humans was full of tension, fear, and caution. It was receding a bit but replaced an urgent need from the older man.
The older man was in the bed with them again. He had been a nightly visitor since Steve’s release from their second hospital ‘home.’ Edward had liked that second hospital. He liked the lass who looked after his human there, always treated him well, ensuring he was always within the young Steve’s reach. So much better than that nurse from the old one whose wicked vileness drifted off her in sickening waves with a sour odor and that obnoxious smirk she always had for Steve; he wished he was bigger, his teeth sharper and more like those many t-rex’s that shared his shelf in the gift shop. His fiercer cousins always found homes quickly, but Edward wasn’t bitter. He had found the home he needed with the young man who needed him just as much. He knew that he had been named after the man who had gifted him to Steve. He was proud of the fact and wore his name proudly. He could smell the man’s jealousy of him just as sharply as Nurse Ratchet’s (from the first hospital) contempt. It puzzled him, as he didn’t feel like could be a threat to his namesake, but he was glad in a way because it spoke of his dedication to Steve. Steve needed more folks in his corner that would protect him.
Unceremoniously, he was dropped to the floor, so while he saw nothing except the underside of Steve’s bed, he heard quite a racket coming from above. ‘Coming,’ Edward snickered at his sense of humor, but he wasn’t alarmed as it sounded like Steve was very happy with whatever was happening. He felt the older man’s shirt fall on top of him; the scent of arousal was overwhelming, but the garment provided him with a lovely blanket, albeit one that did nothing to dampen the noises from above. He’d find himself back on the bed soon enough; he drifted off, secure in the knowledge that Ted had it all in hand and the sharp odor of fear he had smelled from Steve was no longer the predominant smell. He knew he would get extra cuddling tomorrow because he would smell more like the older man, which suited him just fine. That would earn him even more cuddles from Steve.
Sometime later, he was awakened as the bed shifted, and the older man reached down, grabbing his shirt and Edward. Edward found himself being picked up and staring at Ted’s face. Ted grinned, “Here, you watch him for a few moments, eh?” Edward found himself being placed in the crook of Steve’s arms. The warmth found there, and then Steve’s arms closed and tightened around him, his face nuzzling into Edward’s plush body. Ted was still looking at them, clearly jealous of Steve curling around Edward. “Don’t get any ideas there, buddy, I’ll be right back.”
Edward smirked on the inside, ‘Put some pants on, would ya?’ He thought in Ted’s general direction. He was grateful that Ted couldn’t communicate telepathically, or at least that was what Edward hoped. The puzzled look the older man was still giving him made Edward wonder, before Ted shook his head and headed to the bathroom, bending to retrieve his briefs on the way.