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When Dream had begun lactating, he hadn’t initially worried; he’d already planned ahead of time for Ender to bring the herb supplements required to suppress heat symptoms. He had been extremely specific, and made sure to double check after it had been written down.
Sam's ban on visitors changed things, and a week after Ender was supposed to either make an official visit or tp in, Dream had found himself curled up in a corner, trying desperately to work through the pain. He wouldn’t die from lack of sex- he didn’t usually spend mating season with anyone, regardless- but when he didn’t have suppressants on hand, lactation tended to happen for the babies he didn’t have, and a full chest was painful if it wasn’t pumped out.
He didn’t have a pump on hand, of course. He settled with his hands, leaning over the water hole and buttoning up as soon as he heard the pistons begin. He didn’t know what the response would be to his heat, but there was no way it would be positive.
Unfortunately, Quackity had a habit of tearing apart his clothes to cut at the skin beneath it.