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Do you think you could do pressed flowers for your tassiter omega au?

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Here’s something small to knock off another prompt! I do like this AU ❤

There wasn’t much that Jack could give Rhys in the way of presents.

Rhys only had a couple of places in his little room where he could properly hide gifts, and anything that Jack thought of that he wanted to give the young omega would certainly be too big and unwieldy to hide properly, not when Tassiter so frequently went through the young man’s room and scant belongings.

Jack had noticed a small, fairly old book underneath Rhys’ bed one evening as he was searching for one of his shoes that he’d inadvertently kicked under in the process of his earlier undressing. His lip had curled as he’d seen Tassiter’s name emblazoned on the cover, but it had given him an idea.

The next time he had seen Rhys he had made love to him softly, slowly, covering his shoulders and the side of his throat with kisses until he laid back against the headboard with Rhys settled warmly in his lap, nuzzling back against Jack’s shoulder as the alpha stroked down his front, hand cupping his soft stomach.

“I got you something,” Jack murmured, nosing the hair away from Rhys’ temple. The omega made a noise of curiosity, tilting his chin up to claim Jack’s eyes.

“…You did?”

“Yeah. Sit tight just a sec or….uh…” Jack shifted, keeping his grasp around Rhys as he reached over the side of his bed, ruffling in the pocket of his jacket before he found what he was looking for. He settled back into place, holding the gifts before Rhys’ eager eyes.

He heard the omega gasp softly, fingers reaching out to brush over the smooth, laminated bookmarks. Beneath each clear surface were several tiny flowers, pressed flat between the delicate pieces of gilded plastic.

“Sorry it’s not somethin’ more…” Jack sighed as he nuzzled his nose into Rhys’ sweaty hair. “Can’t really get you anything bigger…”

“No, no, these…these are great Jack, thank you…” Rhys sat up as much as he could with Jack’s knot still inside of him, gingerly taking the bookmarks from Jack’s fingers.

“Figure they’re easy to hide…I’d love to give you like, a dildo or a gun or something but until I can figure out a place to hide that you’re outta luck.” Jack joked as Rhys traced the outlines of the flowers, a tiny smile spreading across his face.

“It’s okay, Jack like…this is really nice…I…” Rhys took a deep breath, air rattling in his lungs.

“It’s…it’s just been a long time since anyone’s gotten me an actual present.” Rhys’ voice wavered slightly, earning even more warm kisses from the alpha.

“They’re all flowers imported from Eden 5. One day I’ll take you to see them all. Promise.”

Rhys rested his head back against Jack’s shoulder, holding the bookmarks close to his chest as he relaxed into his alpha’s firm, grounding hold.

“I…I can’t wait.”

Do you think you could do pressed flowers for your tassiter omega au?

Here’s something small to knock off another prompt! I do like this AU ❤

There wasn’t much that Jack could give Rhys in the way of presents.

Rhys only had a couple of places in his little room where he could properly hide gifts, and anything that Jack thought of that he wanted to give the young omega would certainly be too big and unwieldy to hide properly, not when Tassiter so frequently went through the young man’s room and scant belongings.

Jack had noticed a small, fairly old book underneath Rhys’ bed one evening as he was searching for one of his shoes that he’d inadvertently kicked under in the process of his earlier undressing. His lip had curled as he’d seen Tassiter’s name emblazoned on the cover, but it had given him an idea.

The next time he had seen Rhys he had made love to him softly, slowly, covering his shoulders and the side of his throat with kisses until he laid back against the headboard with Rhys settled warmly in his lap, nuzzling back against Jack’s shoulder as the alpha stroked down his front, hand cupping his soft stomach.

“I got you something,” Jack murmured, nosing the hair away from Rhys’ temple. The omega made a noise of curiosity, tilting his chin up to claim Jack’s eyes.

“…You did?”

“Yeah. Sit tight just a sec or….uh…” Jack shifted, keeping his grasp around Rhys as he reached over the side of his bed, ruffling in the pocket of his jacket before he found what he was looking for. He settled back into place, holding the gifts before Rhys’ eager eyes.

He heard the omega gasp softly, fingers reaching out to brush over the smooth, laminated bookmarks. Beneath each clear surface were several tiny flowers, pressed flat between the delicate pieces of gilded plastic.

“Sorry it’s not somethin’ more…” Jack sighed as he nuzzled his nose into Rhys’ sweaty hair. “Can’t really get you anything bigger…”

“No, no, these…these are great Jack, thank you…” Rhys sat up as much as he could with Jack’s knot still inside of him, gingerly taking the bookmarks from Jack’s fingers.

“Figure they’re easy to hide…I’d love to give you like, a dildo or a gun or something but until I can figure out a place to hide that you’re outta luck.” Jack joked as Rhys traced the outlines of the flowers, a tiny smile spreading across his face.

“It’s okay, Jack like…this is really nice…I…” Rhys took a deep breath, air rattling in his lungs.

“It’s…it’s just been a long time since anyone’s gotten me an actual present.” Rhys’ voice wavered slightly, earning even more warm kisses from the alpha.

“They’re all flowers imported from Eden 5. One day I’ll take you to see them all. Promise.”

Rhys rested his head back against Jack’s shoulder, holding the bookmarks close to his chest as he relaxed into his alpha’s firm, grounding hold.

“I…I can’t wait.”

They’d quickly started running out of excuses to summon the middle manager—Rhys—to their office. Tim was about ready to propose that Jack just hire the young man on as his secretary or personal assistant or cock warmer or something, but for whatever reason Jack was stubbornly against it, maybe because he was dead-set on seducing Rhys on charm and wit alone. Tim wondered if maybe that was why they weren’t making much progress in snaring Rhys, but he wisely kept his mouth shut.

One night, where the both of them had needed a thorough unwinding from Assmaster, they stayed awake together with the warm, pulsing tentacles cuddled around them, swiping through the various screenshots of Rhys they’d taken over the past few weeks, before checking the profile they’d found of the kid on ECHOMeet.

“He’s listed as single….so it’s not cause he’s committed to someone else…” Jack hummed as he scrolled through Rhys’ profile, squinting at the brief paragraphs.

“Interests…ice cream, fashion, coding, Handso—oh for crying out loud, he has you listed as an interest and he’s still not biting?” Tim huffed, prodding at the offending text. “What the hell are you doing wrong?”

“Doing wrong? Uh, babe, I ain’t doing anything wrong.” Jack growled, furiously scrolling up and pressing his finger over the picture the kid had attached to his profile. It was unfairly attractive despite how obviously casual it was. The background looked like one of Helios’ fancy clubs—Humerus, Himeros, something like that—and the kid was dressed in what looked like a white crop trop streaked in pixelated gold and black, showing off something intricate blue tattoos that almost seemed to glow in the flashing lights of the club behind him. He was bent over a massive salt-rimmed fishbowl of a drink, filled with aqua liquor and ice and crowned with a beer bottle penetrated into its depths.

“Clearly he’s no stranger to having a good time…” Jack grumbled, swiping to zoom in closer on the kid’s face. He didn’t seem like he was some kind of weird prude who would rebuke his obvious advances. Jack knew enough about his own flirtatious tactics—thanks to Timmy’s perspective—to realize he wasn’t exactly subtle. He’s pretty sure he’s said the word “wiener” to the kid about five times already in their scant interaction. So what was the deal?

“Well…something might be wrong if he’s not biting…” Tim sighed, resting his head against Jack’s shoulder.

“Hm…I dunno. Maybe the kid is just shy? And we just gotta figure out something to loosen him up…”

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