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On a chilly Sunday afternoon, B-Sailor and Specs had come home to the latter’s small apartment after a planned day out together. The two got into conversation about their day so far, how much fun Blue had getting food and sightseeing with him, as well as learning how easy it was to make Specs flustered, much to his boyfriend’s bashfulness.
Blue loved to see this side of his lover, especially since he’s an orcaling hybrid. From what he learned from living in the city after moving in from the countryside was that they tend to be big, serious and even scary types of hybrids, seeing as they’re one of a few beings who are at the top of the food chain hierarchy. The catfishling was told to be cautious around bigger hybrids, or to flat out avoid them, but with Specs, he couldn’t help but to be a little daring with him, toying and cooing at him as if he were the cute, tiny prey in the relationship. Not that he saw him as inferior; not at all. He’s admired him for a while now, since the two were still playing inksport games, but something about his personality–his shyness and expertise in knowledge, how much of a complete nerd he is–was what charmed Blue the most.
Now that they were in the privacy of his home, the smaller hybrid wanted to continue with his teasing and see more of Specs’ cute, vulnerable side. He changed the topic to be about past relationships, asking if his boyfriend had been with anyone else before. To his surprise, he was his first love; His first everything, basically. The catfishling was ecstatic to hear this, audibly squeeing with joy as he hugged him and nuzzled into his chest. Blue himself had only been with a few men, though he was never quite truly satisfied with any of them in some way. But with Specs, he felt as though he had a place in his life with how nicely they bounced off of each other.
On the topic of being Specs’ first, Blue insisted on cuddling in bed together, practically pulling him towards his bedroom with eagerness in his hearts. The nerd trudged behind, both also wanting to hold his adorable boyfriend in his arms but too nervous to initiate such intimacy.
“Come on, come on! Like this, ‘kay?” Blue escorted his taller boyfriend to the bed, much to Specs’ anxious hesitation. One hand intertwined with the other’s as he pulled him onto the mattress, rolling over to make room for him and feeling his hearts beat a little faster at the bed dipping from the orcaling climbing on.
The two now laid on their sides facing each other so that their tails wouldn’t get in the way. “There we go~” The smaller cooed, giggling a little before clinging onto Specs in a hug, causing him to softly gasp as he stiffened up. “Aww, is Speccy shy~? Ehehe! You’re so cuuute~! There, there… Aww, look at you~!” Blue purred once again as one hand reached further up to cup Specs’ jaw, thumb brushing his cheek lightly, “You’re so good for me…♡”
“I-I get it, Blue, g-geez…” Specs mumbled, eyes looking anywhere but at his lovely and cute boygirlfriend right in front of him. Though he might've seem resistant to B-Sailor’s adoration and praise, Specs absolutely loved the attention. He felt as though this was what he’s been needing for all his life. And, well, he wouldn’t be wrong, seeing as he was the runt among his siblings who grew up having most of their mother’s attention. Aside from the lack of general motherly love, his specific preference for texture in his meals also contributed to his inability to be as strong and developed as his siblings. It also annoyed his parents very much…
He didn't want to think about it now, though, he’d much rather be in the present with his beloved who loves him despite everything. Just pretend he’s wearing pants… Oh, God, his skirt is right there... Specs thought to himself as he nervously hovered his hand above Blue’s hip, worrying if he might mess this moment up for the both of them.
Blue noticed that his nerdy boyfriend was struggling, seeing as his hand was trembling while just being barely an inch away from his hip. “Gosh, you’re so cute, Speccy…~” He whispered, his tone having that usual hint of tease in it, “Like this...” He brought the hand up on Specs’ jaw down to where his boyfriend wanted to hold onto. His own soft, brown hand guiding his pale, thin one to gently grasp him near the hipbone on top of the fabric of his skirt. Blue, upon hearing the other nervously whine, giggled, “You can leave it there, or you can move your hand around if you like~” He leaned up to whisper, causing Specs to start applying pressure to his grasp unknowingly, squeezing the other’s hip. To rile him up some more for his own amusement, Blue pulled his sweater up a little, before guiding his boyfriend’s hand directly onto his skin, causing him to flat out squeak and turn as red as a tomato. “O-Oh my gosh, you’re too cuuute~!!” Blue burst out laughing. He’d treasure that reaction in his hearts forever. He hugged the orcaling as he soothed him on his back, rubbing circles into his shirt. “Alright, alright, I’ll cool it with the teasing… for now~” He snickered, almost mischievously.
“I-I… Blue, I... God… Y-You…” The nerd stammered, his brain was absolutely fried now as he found it difficult to recover from the teasing. How could he even recover from this? This was the most devious thing Blue had done to him. So far, at least…
“Shhh… Hehehe~ Use your words, Speccy…~” The catfishling cooed, nuzzling into the other’s slim chest. Specs swears that he feels like he’s being put under a spell every time Blue talks to him like that.
“...Y-You’re too much sometimes…” Specs spoke through gritted teeth, his voice sounding a little restrained too from trying to contain his feelings. He buried his face into his lover’s beret, which made him realize how funny it was for Blue to be part of the ever so serious and disciplined Team Orange and yet be this much of a playful tease. Did Army know about his behavior? Probably not. He could only assume the relationship between them was kept respectful and professional, as if they were part of an actual militia.
And this date was how Blue could be able to express his more… bold and toying side, with just him and him alone… Specs felt giddy again. “But... Y-You can… continue, i-if you want…” The orcaling added rather sheepishly as he forced out the words from his mouth.
“Awww! I knew you loved my teasing~” Blue beamed, now involving his leg into the embrace as he brought it around Specs’ own, keeping it warm between his thighs and causing the other to squeeze him just a little tighter, “Isn’t it easier when you let me love and praise you? You’re so, so good, Speccy…♡” The smaller hybrid began his sweet-talking again until he suddenly detached from the other and sat up on the bed. “But! You know you have to pay a cuddling tax, right?”
Specs looked up at the other confused, sporting puppy-dog eyes and a pout. “H-Huh?” He whimpered, sounding slightly hurt and feeling a bit cold without Blue’s embrace and love, “What do you mean…?”
The catfishling fixed his skirt and shirt in place before holding up his index finger, “Every time we cuddle, you have to pay me in kissies~” Blue said in a singsongy tone while winking at his boyfriend, “And you’re seriously in debt, Speccy, so pay up, will you?♡” He brought his hand down and patted the area in front of him, wanting the orcaling to sit up as well.
Specs gulped, but if he wanted the adoration and touch to continue, he had to do what he was told. “C-Coming…” He whimpered before pushing himself off of the mattress with a little groan. Now he was sitting on one knee, his right leg hanging off of the bed. Blue, on the other hand, had both legs tucked under him, his thighs being squished together quickly captured Specs’ attention from the task at hand before shaking his head and fixing his eyes back up at his lover. It’s not like his hearts were going to calm down either way…
Blue giddily scooched closer, reaching out and interlacing his fingers with Specs’ own. “Good boy~” He teased, earning a quiet whine from the other.
“Quit it… Y-You already got me…” The orcaling mumbled, looking a bit pathetic for the moment much to his lover’s amusement. He leaned in for a kiss, eyes partly open as to watch for the angle Blue was coming in so their noses wouldn’t bump into each other. It happened quite often for him because of his lack of experience, but the catfishling didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he found it very charming.
“So cute…♡” Blue whispered and closed the distance between them, eyes fluttering shut as the two were liplocked. The kiss was gentle, just a little peck on the lips, and yet their hearts and desires started to soar. The smaller hybrid pulled away slightly, eyes opening just a bit, “I did say kissies plural, Speccy…~” He whispered with a sly smile. His cheekiness was met with a low groan before his boyfriend, unexpected of him, let go of their handhold and placed his hands on his flushed cheeks, palms cupping the whiskers as well, and carefully pulling him in for another. B-Sailor was stunned from the sudden boldness, yet he welcomed it with open arms–or rather, his hands–as he reached out to clutch onto Specs’ shirt.
Despite the braveness of the nerd’s sudden actions, the kisses were still pretty gentle, now with an added rhythm between each smooch. Blue resumed his praise. “That’s it…♡” He murmured sweetly, “So good…♡”
With each compliment, Specs grew more eager to keep up his newfound bravery, and demonstrated it by sliding one hand down Blue’s side, slowly caressing before pulling him closer. The intimacy between them was at a high, Specs more so than Blue, as he broke the kiss to catch his breath.
“B-Blue? Can I… huff… Can I try something…?” The orcaling asked between breaths. And with a flushed, lovestruck expression like that, how could Blue deny his request?
The smaller hybrid’s eyes fluttered open upon hearing the question, his lips forming a tiny, charmed smile. “Of course, Speccy. I’m all yours…♡” He purred, happy to indulge in his lover’s desire, whatever it may be. It seemed fitting, at least to Blue, it was like a reward for enduring his playful teasing in both public and private settings. And with his lover’s permission, the orcaling gulped, taking a moment to finalize the plan in his head.
“You’re… so pretty, Blue…” Specs murmured words that were truly only meant for his lover to hear. It earned a shy giggle from the other, making Blue avert his eyes from him and down onto his lap. Did… Did he manage to fluster him already? That was easy… The nerd figured he could keep going with his advances. With gentle yet trembling hands, Specs pushed the catfishling down onto the bed, and held him down by the wrists on each side. The way Blue gasped and softly peeped sent a thrill through his body; it was unlike the feeling he’d get from his beloved’s teasing. Instead of making him feel vulnerable and small, this particular feeble noise made him feel powerful, as if he could do just about anything in the world right now. Something like that, at least. He just couldn’t place it.
But he knew he wanted more of it; to hear Blue’s sweet-like-honey coos that’s unlike anything he’s felt before.
Specs took in the view, his usually playful lover now under him in such a way. His navy sweater lifted from the movement, exposing the soft, brown tummy of his prey– No, lover– to the orcaling. What was he thinking? His brain began to feel fuzzy, almost as if taking the initiative was hijacking his mind into making him think and do things he normally wouldn’t. “So… delicious…♡” Specs began to sound different too. His voice, usually mild and a little on the high side, now had a gruff, lowness to it. The orca tail behind him even began to swish with more vigor now.
“Oh, Speccy… Look at you, so big and bold, doing what you want to do…♡” Blue barely picked up on the change in his boyfriend’s demeanor, thinking the other just wanted to put up an act for his pleasure. He giggled warmly as the orcaling slowly brought one of his hands up to his lips, kissing the back of it before leaving a trail down towards his neck. Specs buried his face there, huffing his lover’s scent and almost drooling from it, causing the other to squirm in place, his fishy tail happily wiggling about under him. “T-That tickles…~” Blue chuckled, enjoying the warm kisses on his skin before holding in his breath from the excitement he felt from his boyfriend licking his way up to his cheek, “Hah.. G-Gee, Speccy…♡ Are you sure you aren’t hungry?” He joked lightheartedly, but he couldn’t be farther from the truth.
Specs was feeling all kinds of emotions at once; Powerful, lively, aroused… and hungry. So dangerously hungry. They sent mixed signals to his brain, making his adrenaline pump for clashing reasons. For the first time in his life, he felt as if he could eat just about anything right now, with absolutely no hesitation or picky preference to stop him. He pulled away from Blue’s neck, getting a good gaze into the other’s half-lidded eyes and taking in the sweet orange of it’s color. Nearby it, his equally sunny and saturated tentacles in a bobcut rested peacefully on the bed, and at the tips were a gradient from bright orange blending into the same shade of blue that matched his own signature ink color.
The warmth he felt for the other derailed his train of thoughts, getting it back on the conventional track. He just wanted to please his dear, sweet boyfriend… Specs took off his glasses with one hand, despite already having dirtied the lens with his breath and a little bit of drool, and tossed it across the bed carelessly. “I love you...” He growled and crashed his lips onto Blue’s, the smaller hybrid immediately kissed back with equal fervor as his heart rate accelerated even more.
The two practically wrestled with each other, both with their hands and their lips, but Specs would overpower him easily, keeping Blue pinned down to the bed as the kiss grew more passionate, even if he truly didn’t know what he was doing with his mouth. It wasn’t until he slipped his tongue inside that the combination of the taste of Blue’s spit and his scent flipped the switch in the orcaling’s mind once again, telling him that he was playing with his food. The primal urge to rip and tear returned as Specs’ eyes shot open, and there laid ever so beautifully his first perfect meal. On the other end, though, Blue chirped from the deep kiss, his excitement sounded off his heart monitor wristwatch under the sleeve of his sweater, breaking up the magic that was there for him, and the hunger in Specs’ mind.
Along with the noisy wristwatch came an intense electric shock that was administered involuntarily by Blue, which in turn freed him from the orcaling’s grasp. “AGH! FUCK-!” Specs cried out in pain, causing further panic in the room as the prey quickly got up from the bed to cut direct contact with the other.
“O-Oh no! I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry, Specs! A-Are you okay??!” Blue fretted with a scared look on his face, wanting to just reach out and caress the other to soothe the sting but not wanting to hurt him any more. He almost extended a hand out to him, pausing as he saw the orcaling’s pained expression and immediately felt awful and remorseful for his action, even if he couldn’t exactly control his body’s natural instinct to protect itself. Blue began to cry, his hearts palpitating twice as much. “I’m sorry…” He mewled, tears forming and falling down his cheeks. “S-Specs, oh my god, I-I am… so, so sorry… I-I didn’t mean to…-”
Specs flopped onto the bed, “I’m… Hngh… I-I’m okay…” He uttered weakly through clenched, sharp teeth. The predator had his eyes shut tightly and his arms crossing his chest in a hugging manner to self-soothe for now. What’s more is that his beloved was a sobbing mess right in front of him, wishing he could do more to ease his worries had it not been for his current state. “N-No, no, no, it’s not your- Hrngh!” Specs flinched from the aftershock ache that swept throughout his whole body. “N-Not your… fault…” The orcaling attempted to comfort the other through words, hoping to still be helpful in aiding his sweetheart. “Blue, please don’t cry… I-I’m okay…” Tired, blue-colored eyes fluttering open to gaze onto his partner, “Watch your breathing, Blue… For me.”
Weary eyes met teary, orange ones as Blue nodded, and through sniffs and sobs, pulled up his sleeve to silence the beeping on his wristwatch and began doing breathing exercises. “I’m sorry…” He muttered, hands kept to his chest as he took deep, shaky breaths, yet the sight of his boyfriend in pain troubled him still. The smaller one closed his eyes and continued to calm himself down, with his boyfriend’s words somewhat helping him at least a little.
After the body aches had gone away, Specs cautiously got up from the bed, slightly dazed from both the shock he had just experienced and his mind barely convincing him to devour his beloved. Oh, god. What was he thinking? Here he was, almost dead set on killing the one he loves, yet the other felt immense guilt for his body just reacting on instinct and setting off its natural defense mechanism to protect itself.
Once deemed safe enough by a light beep of his wristwatch, Blue sighed and opened his eyes, meeting Specs’ equally upset ones. “Specs…” He whimpered quietly as the tears kept coming. The catfishling wanted to say more, he felt like he needed to explain what just happened and why, even if they both knew the reason already, but he struggled with the words that wouldn’t come out, only blubbers and sobs spilled out.
The taller hybrid felt conflicted about his own actions and thoughts, disgusted that he would even think to hurt this poor creature right in front of him. Specs felt as though he didn’t have the right to comfort, let alone touch, the other being. Even if it felt wrong, he still wanted to be there for him. The orcaling stood up and slowly approached the other. “Hey… It’s okay, Blue…” He said in a calming tone, arms extending out for a hug, even if he still felt a bit of the ache from a minute ago. What he didn’t expect was for the other to immediately jump into his arms with no hesitation, almost causing Specs to tumble over and onto the bed.
“I’m so, so sorry…!!” Blue wailed and buried his face into his boyfriend’s chest, staining his white shirt with tears. He was met with gentle, slow caresses on the back of his head from the orcaling. His beret was taken off and set aside to properly pet him in a soothing manner, “I-I… I should’ve… hic… should’ve said something, o-or taken more precaution, o-or–”
“It’s not your fault, Blue…” Specs cut him off from spiraling, “I went too far, I mean… We both kind of got c-carried away, didn’t we?” He continued to soothe the other as he spoke in a hushed tone. Though, he felt he was the worst offender in that case. “But it’s not your fault at all, sweetie…” The nickname made the small catfishling look up from Specs’ chest, tender, watery eyes finding comfort in every word. “There you are…” He smiled softly, causing the other to do the same along with a little wag of his tail. Even if the taller hybrid had bad vision without his glasses, he could at least see the warmness returning to his lover’s face.
“I love you..” Blue murmured, bringing a hand up to wipe any remaining tears away. He felt a lot better seeing as Specs seemed fine now, though he was still a bit concerned for him. “S-Should we get you checked at the hospital, Speccy? I’m still worried about you…” The smaller hybrid noticed how disheveled his boyfriend’s tie was after their little canoodle, “You poor thing…” He added, sniffling before reaching up to fix it back in place, just as he always had before.
I should be the one saying that to you… Specs replied in his thoughts. “Uhm.. N-No, I think I should be fine…” He shook his head, still keeping his little smile on to put his lover at ease, but he was met with a pout from the other instead.
“Speccy! We’re going to the clinic at the very least!” Blue very much insisted as he detached himself from the orcaling and began to look around for his shoes and other strewn about belongings. “It’s so of you to disregard yourself quickly… I care a lot about you, you know…” The mildly angry expression he had on was just too cute for Specs to argue with, not that he could say anything that would change Blue’s mind now.
“Ah.. O-Okay, let’s go then. Let me find my glasses…” The nerd turned to look for his spectacles that he recalls throwing onto the bed at some point, his mind still a little foggy from its previous back and forth with itself. With squinting eyes and hands swiping all over the covers, he searched for it with minimal visibility until he felt what he thought was one of its arms. “Here it is…” Specs smiled, though it would quickly turn into a shocked frown as he picked it up and noticed that it felt… lighter than usual. Did he break it…? He brought it closer to his face to confirm, and indeed, he had broken it in half, probably when he flopped onto the bed after the shock he received from Blue. “Just my luck…” The taller hybrid groaned, soon finding the other half not too far from the other.
Almost as if on cue, Blue returned with his little coat on, and gasped upon seeing Specs’ glasses in two pieces. “Oh, ssshhhoot-” He covered his mouth with a hand before approaching the other. “I’ll help you around, Speccy, don’t worry! After the clinic we can hit up wherever you got your glasses from so they can get you new ones,” The catfishling did his best to keep the mood up as he hugged and smiled up at the other, hoping to bring him as much comfort as he received earlier. “You have insurance, right…?”
“...” Specs could only stare back with a tired look.
Blue sucked in air through his teeth, “S-Surely it won’t be… that bad… heh…” He let out a forced chuckle, but knowing the economy and such… yeaahhh…
The catfishling helped Specs find his shoes and coat, and soon enough the two head off to their nearest clinic. They didn’t spend too long there, but Specs did end up having to go to the hospital to run some internal testing on him, and Blue was put in charge to watch over him for a day to make sure no symptoms reappeared. The doctors and nurses seeing him and the reason why Specs is there in the first place made them raise their eyebrows, casting slight judgement at the two, mostly at Specs since he was an orcaling, but continued to offer help.
It was evening now, Blue took Specs back to his little apartment in the city and carefully sat him down on a chair in the living room. “Okay, so I already called your boss and said you can’t come in tomorrow.” He began to explain, “And this baggy here has the ibuprofen should the pain start up again. I hope they don’t, though.” He showed him the two or so pill bottles with different colored caps and the medicinal cream, though it was explained to him a few times already by the nurses and doctor. “And this bottle has the meds that help relaxes your muscles–”
“Blue.” Specs spoke up, causing the other to stop his explanation midsentence before smiling sheepishly.
“Sorry, hehe… I just wanna make sure you remember what each thing is for.” The catfishling chuckled softly before placing the pill bottles back into the bag and resting it on the table. “But you’re a smartypants, Speccy~! You can handle yourself and such.” He leaned in and kissed his temple, making the other grumble quietly in slight embarrassment. “Oh but, you know, it's the doctor's order for me to watch over you, right?” The catfishling giggled softly, “Sooo… guess that means I'll stay the night!”
Specs blushed a bit at the idea of his beloved staying at his place, even if it was just to monitor his health, considering he only has one bed and no couches or other comfortable furniture for him to sleep on. “S-Sure, but… I hope there’s enough space for the both of us.” The nerd hesitated to mention his bed outright, but the smaller hybrid got the gist of what he meant.
“Don’t worry, I’m already tiny as is, so you just hold me tight to keep me from falling off, ‘kay?” Blue winked and giggled some more after seeing his boyfriend’s face increasingly grow redder, “Alright, alright, let’s go to bed. I’m sure poor little Speccy is so tired from today…” He let out a yawn himself, stretching as he did, before helping the orcaling stand up and guide him to his bedroom. “Can’t wait to snuggle with you~ I’m sure I’ll sleep like a log tonight, and you, like… what’s heavier than a log? Eh, whatever..”
The nerd couldn’t help but to chuckle softly at the attempt to extend the simile, “You’re too cute…” He mumbled as he sat down on his twin-sized bed, deep-blue colored bedsheets wrinkling under Specs’ weight. “If uh, if you don’t mind, uhm…” The orcaling started, a hand reaching up to loosen his tie, “I-I’m gonna get undressed.”
“I certainly don’t mind! Get naked.” Blue joked, the last words said in a deadpan voice before he laughed at his lover’s flustered reaction. “Just kidding~! Oh but, could you lend me a shirt, Speccy? I don’t wanna wrinkle my sweater…” The smaller hybrid joyfully twirled his skirt in place, his fishy tail swaying along behind him. In reality, he just wanted to wear something of his boyfriend’s, he didn’t mind if his own sweater got a bit messy since he had extras at home, and he could just iron out the wrinkles as well.
“Ah- Yes! G-Go ahead! My closet is… right there…” Specs responded a little too enthusiastically as he grew redder in the face again. Just like Blue, he, too, wanted him to wear one of his shirts, how cute it’d look on his small frame… He watched as the catfishling walked over to said closet and browsed, small hands pulling the hangers along before picking out one patchwork-designed shirt. It was the business animal button-up that Specs would wear on summer days.
“Let me know when you’re ready! I promise I won’t peek, hehe~” Blue teased, and disappeared out of the room, closing the door behind him as he did. Once Specs heard the other’s footsteps fade out and the bathroom’s door closing, he let out a sigh and shook his head, clearing his mind of the images of his beloved so he could focus on getting into his pajamas. The soft fabric of his light-blue nightwear brought him comfort after a long day. He couldn’t wait to be in bed already, especially with Blue in his arms and providing him extra warmth… Ah, there goes his mind running again. The orcaling neatly folded his clothes and placed them on top of a small drawer by his closet.
Whilst thinking about his plans for the next day, Specs was startled by three knocks on the door. “U-Uh, come in! I’m dressed.” He called out as he carefully navigated his way back to his bed and sat down on the edge. The blue-ink hybrid was a little too excited to see his sweetheart in his shirt, he was practically smiling to himself and even bouncing his leg on the floor.
“I’m back! I brought the meds and some water, too.” Blue called out from the other side of the door, twisting the knob first before pushing it open with his butt since his arms and hands were busy with a few things he’s carrying: A glass of water on one hand, the bag of medications clenched between his side and his elbow, and his folded clothes on the other hand, with his beret sitting on top of the pile. Specs had his jaw dropped at the sight of his beloved in his shirt, it fit him exactly like a dress, and he looked absolutely adorable in it. He almost forgot about his medication entirely, the nerd just wanted to sit there and bask at the cute catfishling all night. The other noticed his staring and giggled, “Aww, I can tell you like it a lot, Speccy!” He purred, entering the room and placing the cup of water and the baggy on his nightstand before placing his clothes on top of the same drawer where Specs’ clothes are.
“I-I… I really do… Um…” The orcaling started, his face a bright red as he tried to find the words to his thoughts. “Thank you f-for uhm… U-Uhh… Bringing my… meds…” He managed to complete his sentence in a shy, quiet tone, barely loud enough for Blue to hear.
With a happy trill, Blue posed for his boyfriend, modeling the shirt on himself which flowed freely at the hem, with his fishy tail lifting the fabric behind him ever so teasingly. What’s more is that his legs captured Specs’ attention the most, the shirt covering half of his thighs and under it, a segment of warm, brown skin, followed by navy-blue kneehigh socks. “No problem! And you look so cute with your ‘jamas on, Speccy~” The catfishling cooed as he approached the other to hold both of his hands with a big smile on his face.
Specs, on the other end, was stunned by the other’s overwhelming cuteness, his face was entirely red and burning, his tail wagging like crazy, he just couldn’t express how much he loved his boyfriend right now. “B-Blue… Uhm… You- You look… g-good…” He stammered over his words, mind almost blanking from the love and excitement that’s coursing throughout his body. It wasn’t until the smaller hybrid leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss that absolutely fried the nerd’s brain, causing him to let go of their handhold and flop down onto the bed, hiding his face in his pillow and letting out a long whine.
Blue could only giggle sweetly, the same way that made Specs’ heart flutter with joy every time he heard it. “Oh, you’re so sweet, Speccy~! Aww, look at you~” He sang with joy before climbing into bed with his lover, “Hmm, good idea! Let’s go to bed, yeah? Hehehe~♡!” The catfishling laid next to him, cuddling up to the other as he held onto his side, which didn’t help the other’s rapidly beating heart at all.
“Y-You…” Specs mumbled, slightly lifting his head up from the pillow with his face still red, “B-Blue, are… Are you wearing.. a-anything…underneath that…?” He forced out the question that was on his mind since he saw him, even if it was a rather dirty one.
“Mh?” Blue looked up at him with a raised eyebrow, before chuckling lightly and smiling. “Oh! Yea, I have my shorts underneath.” He answered honestly, though upon seeing that his boyfriend let out a sigh of relief, he playfully pushed him and laughed. “What? You thought I wouldn’t have anything under the shirt, you big perv~?” The catfishling rolled on top of the other and squished him under his weight. He was pretty light, and to the average orcaling they’d probably not struggle with carrying him at all, but for Specs, the poor, frail man groaned under the smaller hybrid.
“A-Ack… B-Blueee…!” The nerd strained, and was only met with more playful giggles from the other. “My back…” His orca tail flip-flopped in an attempt to get him off. Specs wasn’t entirely sure if he liked or disliked the feeling, considering he loved to use a weighted blanket from time to time, plus Blue actually kind of helped him crack his back a little, which he desperately needed after a long day.
“Hehe~! You’re too cute!♡” The catfishling rolled back to his side of the bed, “Okay, I’ll let you sleep~ No more teasing! At least for tonight.” He whispered, gently tugging Specs’ arm, “I-I wanna cuddle, though… Can we? And can I be the little spoon? Pleeease? I’ll pardon you from the cuddle tax, just this once!” Blue’s cute demands brought joy to the other hybrid, there was no way he could turn him down. The orcaling turned to face his beloved, a nervous smile on his face as his complexion had been almost restored to its original pale color.
“B-But… I still have my past tax to pay for, right?” Specs joked, surprising his beloved by bringing his own joke back to him. “I believe I still owe just a.. f-few more kisses.” The nerd tugged at his collar, already feeling like his face was heating up again, both from embarrassment of playing along and from the adorable expression on Blue’s face. With the nerd’s nearsightedness, he was at least glad he could still see every detail of his lover’s features up close.
The smaller hybrid quietly squeed from happiness, scooching closer to receive his payment. “Oh, Speccy…! I love you, I love you so much…♡!” He whispered gleefully, before the two were liplocked with gentle, loving kisses, their arms shyly wrapping around each other as they caressed in their embrace.
After a moment or two, Blue got into position, on his side and facing away from his boyfriend, with the other’s arm wrapped around his tummy and pulling him close to his own. Specs loooved to squish the small fat that was around that area, causing the catfishling to whisper a sleepy little ‘Hey…~’ to him and place his hand on top of the thin, pale one to give him a squeeze of his own.
As the two were on the brink of falling asleep, the orcaling leaned his head down slightly, placing a gentle kiss onto the back of Blue’s neck. “I love you, too…” He murmured, his warm breath making the smaller hybrid’s ear twitch slightly, “Goodnight, sweetie…”
The catfishling’s tail wagged slowly upon hearing that nickname again, it always made him feel giddy whenever his shy boyfriend would call him cute things. “Mmhh… Goodnight… Speccy…♡” Blue purred softly, closed eyes growing heavier by the second as the warmth and love he felt enveloped him, helping to lull him to sleep.
The taller hybrid took in the quiet, intimate moment to appreciate what he has now, whereas before he was practically alone due to his poor time management when it came to making plans with the rest of Team Blue. After they’ve started dating, B-Sailor helped a lot in that aspect, making sure his boyfriend had time to relax from the stresses of work and hang out with his longtime friends. The catfish hybrid treasured his wellness the most, he realized, seeing as his beloved goes out of his way to care for him, just as he did today, insisting on getting him checked out after what happened.
Speaking of… He had no clue what had gone into his head earlier today. He never had that thought before, and he probably wouldn’t be able to see as he was a bit squeamish. Plus, his food preferences would have definitely got in the way of him actually doing that kind of thing.
Among everything, Blue loved him despite their differences and their placements on society’s food chain hierarchy. He wanted him around, he desired him like no other has before, especially as a small prey hybrid.
The catfishling’s soft, gentle breathing brought Specs some peace of mind, and with a faint and happy sigh of his own, he closed his eyes and nuzzled into Blue’s warmth. Soon, with his boyfriend in his arms safe and sound, he too fell asleep, dreaming that tomorrow may bring them both more moments like these and more.