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It wasn't out of the ordinary for Toki to ask Skwisgaar for help during his heat. Charles forbidding anyone from the outside to have heat/rut sex regardless of who was in heat or rut made it seem like the natural choice for Toki even before they got together. All Skwisgaar had to do was wait for Toki to be ready for him, have awesome sex for a few days, and then go back to his daily life. The only real inconvenience was having Toki use his clothes as nesting materials days before the heat hit, leaving him with his less than desirable wardrobe options, but he never really had a problem with it anyhow.
So, Skwisgaar sat at the sawblade breakfast table in the kitchen with the other members of Dethklok – minus toki – wearing an itchy Dethklok Antichrist-mas sweater in the middle of May. He sipped his strangely bitter coffee and tried to ignore the slight burning sensation under his skin where the sweater was. Skwisgaar rubbed at his temples, trying to will away an oncoming headache.
"You know Schkwishgaar, I think it'sch really great that you're embraching the Chrischtmas shpirit scho early thisch year," Murderface said, his grin drooling with delight at how stupid he looked.
Skwisgaar didn't even dignify Murderface with eye contact, simply muttering a " Shuts it, " in response. It felt like Skwisgaar could tangibly feel how bright the room was, his senses heightened.
"I'm starting to think Murderface is lying about being an alpha, I mean, can he not smell Toki?" Nathan said under his breath. Skwisgaar shot up straight, his blood going hot.
"Whats de fucks did you just say?" Skwisgaar spat. Nathan raised his eyebrows and leaned back in his chair a bit.
"Uh, I just noticed that Toki has stunk for a few days, so I figured…"
"You figureds whats?! Whats are you noticingks tings for huh?!" Skwisgaar stood up from his chair. "Dat's my job, he askeds me, no yous!" He started breathing a little heavier. Nathan stood up slowly.
"I never said I wanted to-"
"You wanteds to haves him? I'll fuckingk bitch you befores I lets dat happens!" Skwisgaar clenched his fists so hard his knuckles went white. Nathan and Pickles's eyes went wide with realization; Murderface knew something was up, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Slow the fuck down, knothead," Nathan put his hands up. "I am just going to leave. Opposite the direction of," Skwisgaar's expression intensified. "Uh, that guy. Bye." Nathan left without turning his back to the others. Skwisgaar sat back down as he heard the door close. He took a sip of his coffee.
"Dood, what the fahck was theat?" Pickles asked.
"What? I don't fuckingks know whut his problems ams."
"I think yoo need tah tahlk to Charles, or maybe Toki," Skwisgaar was unable to read the expression on Pickles's face.
"Whys would I needs to do dat?" Skwisgaar asked. He intepreted it as a threat.
Before Pickles could respond, Skwisgaar heard the door behind Murderface creak open, his head whipping around so fast that it could have given him whiplash.
"I ams just heres to gets my gatorades-" Skwisgaar swore he saw Toki's pupils contract. Fearful pheromones filled his nostrils. He noticed Toki was wearing scent patches covering his scent glands on his neck. "What de fucks?" Toki mumbled before he keeled over and projectile vomited onto the floor, some splashing near Murderface's shoe.
Before he could react, Murderface pushed back his chair and started yelling expletives, but to Skwisgaar, Murderface instantly went towards Toki. Skwisgaar let out a deep growl, stopping everyone in the room from moving. Time seemed to freeze as Skwisgaar started to sweat.
"Uhms, Skwisgaar? Whats was thats?" Toki asked timidly, eyes wide with the realization everyone except Skwisgaar had come to. Skwisgaar didn't know when he had moved to Toki's side.
He felt like he finally caught his breath when Toki spoke, his muscles relaxing as he started to realize what had happened.
"I euhhh," Skwisgaar looked down to see he was accidentally stepping in Toki's puke puddle. "I growled… at Moidaface…" He felt his heartbeat quicken as he listed off the symptoms of a pre-rut in his mind, his behavior checking off all of the imaginary boxes: feeling hot, skin prickling, irritation, aggression, overprotection –Skwisgaar looked down once again– and sudden erections. "I tinks we should leaves, right nows."
Toki looked up at him with sad eyes, teary from throwing up moments before. "But I needs to prepares! Gets my drinks!" Skwisgaar tried to let out more calming smells to cover Toki's increasingly distressed ones. He looked around to find Pickles and Murderface in the same positions they were before.
"Fines," Skwisgaar huffed. "But let me does dis so I don't euh… you knows." Skwisgaar said, grabbing Toki's arms and rubbing his neck over Toki's shoulders and neck area, thoroughly scenting him. He could feel Toki's knees go weak as he slightly peeled off Toki's scent gland patches and inhaled deeply, a calming headrush washing over him despite what seemed like all of his blood rushing south. He didn't want anyone else to have the privilege of scenting his omega– Toki. "Okej, let's goes gets euhhh… whatevers."
Skwisgaar followed directly behind Toki as they made their way to the fridge. "Ah goods, Charles gots de right flavbors," Toki said as he started grabbing bottles one by one which made Skwisgaar's skin crawl for seemingly no reason. Without talking, Skwisgaar grabbed the drinks from Toki's arms and into his own, with Toki eventually just handing them directly to Skwisgaar. The coolness of them felt good on his chest and arms. Pickles and Murderface hadn't moved an inch, though Pickles now had his shirt up over his nose.
The walk to Toki's room was silent, Skwisgaar pretending not to struggle with the twelve condensation-wet bottles in his arms. Toki's fresh scent mixed with Skwisgaar's stale one overwhelmed his senses as Toki opened the door. The urge to 'right' the smell of the room almost consumed Skwisgaar, but he opted to set down the Gatorade on Toki's desk first. Toki quickly straightened all of the Gatorades into neat rows sorted by color. Skwisgaar rubbed Toki's back with one hand as he fussed over the order of his desk, knowing that it was just his preheat behavior making him so obsessive. Toki stood up and simply looked towards the door, prompting Skwisgaar to turn Toki around to face him.
"Yous are to stay heres," Skwisgaar couldn't resist brushing some of Toki's hair behind his shoulder. "You needs to keep doings dis," Skwisgaar gestured at Toki's half made nest. "So you don't go crazies." He fiddled with the corner of one of Toki's scent patches. "And aments this uncomfortbakles? You can takes dem off if yous gonna be in heres," he added, his body telling him that he needed to be engulfed in his smell. Skwisgaar personally couldn't stand the feeling of having his glands covered, but it was more of a safety thing for omegas, especially before a heat. Toki closed his eyes and smiled at the idea before embracing Skwisgaar, inhaling deeply.
"Okays." Toki replied into Skwisgaar's shoulder, using one hand to peel off the patches before standing on his tip-toes to scent him. Skwisgaar immediately rubbed Toki's pheromones all over his neck and closed his eyes to fully focus on their combined fragrance. He turned his nose at the scent going a bit sour.
"Waits, I don'ts have your blankets! Or de rest of de clothes!" Toki tried to push Skwisgaar away, but Skwisgaar held onto his forearms.
"I wills go gets dems. You needs to nest and eughhh…" Skwisgaar looked away for a moment, barely registering Toki relaxing at his words. He figured he would blame anything he was saying on his stupid rut boner that decided to reappear when Toki scented him. Feeling this possessive was a symptom of rut, Skwisgaar told himself. "I don't wants anybodies else to have yous, okays? I can goes and gets it."
Skwisgaar scented Toki again for good measure, making sure everyone else around him knew who exactly he was going to be with. He felt Toki purr, a deep sense of pride emerging in his chest causing him to scent Toki deeper. Toki's purrs were audible when Skwisgaar started to kiss Toki, feeling it reverberate onto his own lips. Before Skwisgaar could deepen it, Toki pulled away. Skwisgaar felt a bit woozy from the headrush and grimaced at his painfully hard cock in his flannel pants. Skwisgaar silently thanked Toki for taking all of his jeans away.
"Skwisgaar, I really needs my nest to be dones." Right. Skwisgaar nodded and took a deep breath and clenched all of the muscles in his body, trying to will his boner to go away. He only made it to half chub, but figured it was good enough. As much as it pained Skwisgaar to be apart from Toki, it hurt even more to know that he would be in distress. He turned on his heel and walked towards the door.
Skwisgaar practically ran towards his own room, eager to get back to their– to Toki's nest. Slamming his door wide open, he made a mental list of all of the things he needed to grab. During Toki's heats, Toki was kind enough not to nest with Skwisgaar's blanket until the day of, so he knew he needed that. Otherwise Skwisgaar was at a bit of a loss since they usually had Klokateers wash all of Skwisgaar's stuff and put it back in place afterwards.
So, that's where he started, stripping his bed completely, trying to stuff his blankets and pillows into each other so he could carry more later on. He moved on to gather the rest of his barren closet and even swiped some of his personal bath towels before scanning his room to double check he had everything. His skin felt like it was going to catch on fire, anxiety building in his chest to the point of being painful. It scared him, feeling so intensely.
He went back to Toki's room, finding Toki somewhat calmly organizing the blankets and clothes he already had on his twin sized bed. "Oh, yous back! Dat was quick. Thanks!" Toki said while grabbing the various fabrics from Skwisgaar's arms and depositing them onto the floor near the foot of his bed. Skwisgaar watched as he kneeled and sorted through the various items, meticulously placing them in separate, smaller piles. "Is dis de blanket yous puts on top of yous mattress?" Toki asked, holding up the fitted sheet. "And are dese your towels?" He chuckled to himself, putting the towels in another pile.
"Ja, whatevers, I didn't knows what-"
"It ams very nice, Skwisgaar. Dank you." Toki replied, standing up to start putting things in their proper place. Skwisgaar saw his opportunity, and slid up right behind Toki, wrapping his arms around his waist and nuzzling into his scent gland once again. The fire in his veins calmed slightly, though it was redirected toward his dick yet again. He could barely resist rolling his hips into Toki.
"No, not right nows. I ams buildingks, shoo." Skwisgaar tried not to vocalize his disappointment, only a sigh coming out as he detached himself from Toki. "You can stays in here if yous not goingks to mess dis up. It ams very particulars!" Skwisgaar wordlessly picked up one of his smaller bath towels off of the floor and moped over and away from Toki. He started to rub the towel against his scent glands, trying to rub away the bitterness in his smell. It also helped to keep his hands away from his groin, for he knew Toki would not appreciate him jerking it in the corner.
"Ams you always dis dramatics at de starts of your ruts? It ams like I'ms de alpha, orderings yous around." Toki chuckled to himself and Skwisgaar knew he was just joking, but it still hurt.
"Euhhh, I don'ts knows why I ams like dis now, sometingks with my biologicallies. I dos it so oftens wit so many goils dat I tink my bodies didn't needs to ruts, but maybe it ams catchingks up now," Skwisgaar paused, knowing Toki was too absorbed in nesting to be fully listening, but he continued nonetheless. "I just wants to… protects yous from everyones, I guess. I don't knows, I amen'ts been with an omega in heat wit my rut."
"Reallys?" Toki asked, apparently listening enough.
"Ja, I just fucked de womens closest to mes when it happeneds before. Dey weren'ts in heats." Skwisgaar felt a little better knowing Toki was paying at least a little attention to him. "Hows am yous staying so calms during your preheats? Don't omegans get sicks?"
"Oh, my dad didn'ts like dat I was an omegas, so I learned it ams better to works trough it dan get punisheds," Skwisgaar saw Toki's shoulders slump a bit as he let out a sigh. "I still mess up though, like I puked on de floors todays 'cuz I aments expectings de eh, smell."
Skwisgaar was seething, gripping the poor towel with white knuckles. Even thinking about his omega– Toki being forced to do manual labor during one of his most vulnerable moments when he should be protected, warm, safe, and getting ready for the days to come. Skwisgaar felt his face go red hot with rage.
"Toki. I tink we takes down dose photos over dere." Skwisgaar said, gesturing towards the family portraits.
"Yes, sirs," Toki mumbled, moving to take down the pictures. Skwisgaar registered the fear pheromones in the air and felt the need to retcon his statement. He quickly let out a calming scent while moving to Toki's side to comfort him.
"Euh, I's sorries. Hearingks what yous had to dos euh… just," Skwisgaar enveloped Toki in a hug. "Let mes take cares of yous, okays? You don'ts haves to do dis all by your lonesomes." He could feel Toki nuzzle into Skwisgaar's chest, leaning most of his weight onto him. Toki's scent was thick with preheat, but it turned sweeter with Skwisgaar's comfort. He thankfully didn't pop a third boner, his alpha brain recognizing it was time to protect instead of fuck.
"Okej, I admits it. I don'ts feels too goods," Toki said in a small voice. Skwisgaar held onto Toki a little tighter. "I's still got lots to dos, but I don'ts knows if I cans." Toki trailed off.
"I can does it for yous, just-"
"NO!" Toki held onto Skwisgaar tighter. "You can'ts leaves now, please don'ts… I needs…" Skwisgaar could feel Toki's breath quicken and his body shake. He looked over Toki's shoulder and saw his dethphone in his pocket.
"Hows abouts we sits down and I can text Charle if tings we need, okeis?" Skwisgaar said, having a moment of clarity. Toki nodded and led Skwisgaar to his nest, wordlessly gesturing to exactly where he wanted Skwisgaar to sit.
Skwisgaar sat as Toki crawled into the corner of his nest, pulling Skwisgaar's hand down to lay with him. He made sure to lay back slowly so as to not disturb any of the carefully placed blankets and clothes. Toki arranged Skwisgaar's arm to be around his shoulders, fully cuddling into his side. Skwisgaar finally felt Toki relax a bit more as he got comfortable. Toki's head was laying on Skwisgaar's chest, the rest of his body curled up in the fetal position. Skwisgaar was half sitting up, legs out and his free hand reaching for his dethphone.
"What do you needs, älskling?" Skwisgaar said softly, rubbing Toki's arm.
"Uhms, I just don'ts have de Ensure® protein shakes dat I likes cuz dey haves to be refirdgeratied."
"Oh ja, I remember dose. Delicitbles," Skwisgaar replied as he struggled to type in the contact for Charles with one hand and started to type out his message.
" Toki protien chake now. heat. no alphas. danks " Skwisgaar typed, hoping his 'prahfictlies clear english' was decipherable enough.
Not even a minute later a guitar riff played. " What flavor does he want? " Charles responded.
"What flavors do you wants?" Skwisgaar relayed.
"Chocolates, obviouslys." Toki said as he wrapped his arms around Skwisgaar.
"Okays mister snarkies, maybe I tells Charle dat you wants euhh broccoli flavors." Toki looked up at him with big, sad eyes. "Alrights, I tells him de truths." He said while typing a simple response. Skwisgaar put his phone down on the nightstand to put his focus back on the warming omega under his arm, petting Toki's soft brown hair. "Anyt'ings else?"
"I coulds mess with my nests forevers, but it ams okays." Toki snuggled closer to Skwisgaar's neck. "You am smellings better dan uschuals."
Skwisgaar ran his free hand through his hair. "Eh, probablies just my ruts."
"Nos, even before dats," Toki said as he started playing with the fraying fabric of the blond's Christmas sweater. "You always smellked like so many other peoples, but now you just smells like you," Skwisgaar felt Toki take a deep breath. "And mes." They never talked about it, but Skwisgaar had slowly stopped seeing groupies for quick fucks. Apparently, Toki had noticed.
"Hueh hueh, ja-" Skwisgaar was thankfully cut off by a knock at the door.
"My lords, I have your delivery here," A klokateer said through the door. Skwisgaar decided to exercise some control in his aggression for Toki's sake.
"Ja, okays!" Skwisgaar slowly moved out of Toki's grasp. "I ams just going to gets it really quicks. I won't even leaves de room," Skwisgaar said as he gave a kiss to Toki's now sweating forehead.
The door creaked as Skwisgaar opened it the minimum amount needed to be able to see the 'delivery' he was looking for. He was upset to find a klokateer stationed across the hall, but quickly spotted the minifridge that was meant for him and Toki. With one foot keeping the door propped open (he promised Toki he wouldn't leave the room), and went to pick up the minifridge. He barreled backwards into Toki's room, surprised by his own ability to pick up the minifridge. The door closed in front of Skwisgaar letting him catch a glimpse of the double masked clean up crew swarming in, presumably to erase the scent of him from the hall.
Skwisgaar turned back around to see Toki trying to stand, wobbling as he did. Skwisgaar quickly put the fridge up against the bed to rush to Toki's side again. "What does you need, älskling?" Skwisgaar said, trying to get Toki to sit back down again.
"I tinks my heats comings sooner than I expectededs," Toki replied as Skwisgaar saw just how pale Toki had gotten. "And I forgots to eats todays." Skwisgaar felt his own stomach rumble at the mention of eating.
"Wells, euh," Skwisgaar's brain caught up with the fact that Toki said his heat was coming early. Shit. "We cans eats de protiens drink we just got, ja?" Skwisgaar grabbed two Ensure® shakes and sat back down with Toki, their bodies seeming to remember the exact position they were in before. He wordlessly opened Toki's bottle before handing it off.
"You don't eats de drink," Toki replied after a few sips.
Skwisgaar raised an eyebrow. "What ams yous supposed to do den?" Skwisgaar asked, very confused. Toki chuckled before he took another sip.
"Yous drinks de drink, silly!" Silence followed as Toki waited for any reaction. Skwisgaar finished his drink and sat it down on the nightstand.
"I ams goingks to take a nap before it really starts, okej?" Skwisgaar could smell Toki's heat getting closer as well as the warmth under his own skin growing stronger. Skwisgaar reached over to hold Toki fully and closed his eyes.
"What?! Skwisgaar, my jokes was dat bads?!" Toki replied, trying to wriggle out of Skwisgaar's grasp to finish his own shake.
"Yup. Dis ams your punishkments." Skwisgaar smiled into Toki's hair. He felt Toki relent and heard him finish up his drink.
"Cans yous at leasts throw dis away befores you falls asleep?" Toki asked. Skwisgaar opened one eye and smiled, uncaging Toki and grabbing his empty bottle to toss it. Toki took the opportunity to wrap both arms around him once again. Skwisgaar rested his previously free hand on Toki's shoulder.
They settled into silence, Skwisgaar unsure if Toki was trying to sleep as well or just being kind. He took a deep breath as sleep threatened to take him away.
"Was my jokes really dat bad?" Toki asked in a small voice, bringing Skwisgaar back to consciousness.
"No, your heat's in a few hours. We need rest before it," Skwisgaar said, not realizing he had slipped into Swedish. He yawned, his body relenting to the tiredness from how intense the morning had been.
"Ja, yous rights. If I don't sleeps, then I'd probablies be throwings up later," Toki commented as he relaxed into him.
"Don't do that," was the last thing Skwisgaar said before fully drifting off.