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(Restore)
Of fucking course it had to happen this way. Xanxus groans, fisting the sheets and glaring at Sawada. Sawada, who isn't even looking at him. Fuck him, anyway. It's been years, fucking years since Xanxus's last heat; the damn ice messed up his system. They had been mostly convinced Xanxus wouldn't get them back; he told himself he was relieved and moved on with his life. And yet… Xanxus isn't one to uselessly lie to himself: he'd felt a pang of relief when what was happening became obvious. Fuck . The worst of his heat is already done but Xanxus feels… he's covered in sweat and slick, holes begging to be used and there's a perfectly healthy alpha right there! Xanxus keens, feeling a little too annoyed when Sawada looks worriedly over to him but doesn't move closer.
"...do you…?" Sawada hesitates, fingers playing with the fabric of his shirt before he goes back to stare at the door. "Do you need something? I'll get it for you."
It's nice, to a degree, to have Sawada looking over him, standing guard over Xanxus but… Xanxus is desperate and empty, he doesn't give a flying fuck right now. "Your cock," Xanxus snarls against the mattress, instinctively baring his throat when Sawada sends him a look . It's a little embarrassing but Xanxus is exhausted and Sawada has been looking over him for days now; listening to Xanxus mewl and beg to be filled. They're past pride.
"We've been over this." Sawada doesn't relent; not even when Xanxus rolls over on his back, his throat still bared and his belly vulnerable. Fuck his instincts. "We don't have supplies, we're in the middle of enemy territory. It's irresponsible." He turns to keep watch over the door again.
"You have guns," Xanxus reminds him, tone lowered into a pleading sort of coo that makes Xanxus self-conscious. He's been desperate for days, however, and this isn't the first time Sawada has all but dared him to negotiate. He tries to bare his throat a little more when Sawada turns back, a little too unimpressed for comfort. "I know to keep out of the way if you need them."
"Oh?" Sawada snorts. "Alright, let's say that works out. What would that look like? Are you going to lay there and milk my knot while I deal with intruders? What if I need to move? Are you going to scramble to follow wherever the knot tugs you to?"
Xanxus doesn't huff or snort, doesn't backtalk. The alpha looks a little too done with his shit and Xanxus remembers the threat to tan his hide. Instead, Xanxus nods slowly. "I can do it, I can be good. Just let me try ." It comes out a little too personal but Xanxus refuses to hide his face away.
Sawada watches him for a long moment before standing. "Ah." He sits back down inside the nest, gesturing for Xanxus to cuddle up to him. He waits until Xanxus has his head on Sawada's lap, his forehead against the alpha's stomach and his hands clinging to the fabric of his shirt. "You're being good now," Sawada soothes, fingers playing with Xanxus's hair. "I know behaving is hard but you're doing so well, I'm proud of you."
Fuck the alpha and all his pretty words. Xanxus mewls when he clenches around nothing, taking comfort in their new closeness and the praise. "I am?"
"You are. You've been from the beginning." Sawada purrs to help Xanxus settle. "One more day, ok? If by tomorrow it hasn't subsided enough, I'll deal with it."
"Ok." It's something.
"I've got you," Sawada soothes. "I'm just trying to keep you safe, I'm sorry I didn't explain myself properly."
(Handled)
Shit. Xanxus covers his mouth with his hands, eyes closed in desperation as he tries to keep quiet. He's trying to be good, damn it. And the last thing they need is more intruders now that Xanxus's heat is finally being attended to. He's still moaning, though, even if it comes out muffled between his fingers; Xanxus arches his back a little more, body going almost limp when Sawada grabs his nape. Xanxus mewls, a little bit in submission but mostly in an attempt to entice. Sawada shakes him gently, chuckling under his breath. "Ready?" It's more a warning than an actual question; Xanxus is already sloppy from the last knot, there's no reason he can't take another.
When the knot is shoved into him, Xanxus whimpers, hands shooting up to fist the sheets so he can catch his breath. He wipes his forehead against the pillows, ears turning red when he feels cum filling him up, his own hole clenching and milking the knot for more. "Sawada…"
Sawada hums, kneeling upright with Xanxus still tied to him, Xanxus's ass elevated slightly on his lap. "Yeah?" He lays his gun down on Xanxus's lower back, busying himself with loading the second one again.
Xanxus hesitates, cushioning his head on his arms. "I didn't know my heat was coming." He didn't even know he could have heats anymore. It's not what he's getting at, though… he's just trying to make sure Sawada understands that Xanxus wasn't just being recklessly stubborn.
"That's ok," Tsuna pats Xanxus's ass affectionately before changing the gun he's examining. "Things happen and we're dealing with it. How are you feeling?"
"Full," Xanxus murmurs it against the pillow, it makes it come out muffled. Xanxus jumps when Sawada slaps his ass once, gently but warningly. "Ah," he forces his head up so he can speak clearly. "Full." Xanxus feels like he's going to be leaking Sawada's semen for days. It's the first time Xanxus has had any alpha take him without condoms. But there weren't any more condoms left and Xanxus insisted it's fine, it's just that he hadn't quite understood. He's… he doesn't think he can but if he can… well, he wouldn't be against it. It's a strange realization to come to in enemy territory but it is what it is.
"Good full or uncomfortable?" Sawada leans over him for a moment, kissing his nape. "I'm trying to take care of you."
And that's part of why Xanxus finds it so difficult to say anything. It's… there's a part of Xanxus's brain, the instinctively driven one, that is smugger with every little bit of cum he manages to milk out of Sawada. There's a part of him that can't help but remember that he's going to be sneaking out of enemy territory with cum leaking out of his vagina at some point. He highly doubts they're going to stop for a shower. The rest of him is just happy Sawada is taking care of him. Xanxus has always been greedy and in heat, he's greedy for a very specific thing. "I'd like to be fuller," Xanxus admits because he hadn't known he likes to be filled but he does now and there's no way he's denying himself.
Sawada chuckles, "I can do that." Sawada's hand sneaks under Xanxus's belly, fingers rubbing his clit lazily.
"Too much," Xanxus mewls but he spreads his legs to accommodate. "I'm sensitive."
"I know," Sawada pinches that little nub gently. "You squirm beautifully."
Xanxus whimpers, arching into the touch. He hesitates for a moment before reaching back, spreading his cheeks to give the alpha a better view.
"Look at you," Sawada's praise makes Xanxus shiver, holes clenching in response. "We should get you a plug, a pretty thing with a jewel to keep this hole full."
(Trip)
It's a strangely comfortable position to be in but Xanxus isn't complaining. They don't have any plugs which is something Xanxus mourns a little, both because now he's going to be leaking and self-conscious about it but also because he likes the fullness as it is. Besides, Xanxus isn't the only one being driven by instinct at the moment, he's fully aware of what he can expect when they make their escape. He's even looking forward to it. Sawada hums, kneeling beside him and kissing him softly. "You look gorgeous like that."
What he looks like is well-fucked. Xanxus is on his back, hips propped up by some pillows so that he's not leaking. Still, Xanxus bares his throat, spreading his legs a little to show off. "I'm tired."
"I can tell." Sawada smiles, helping Xanxus up. They both twitch but for different reasons, Xanxus because the semen lazily trickling out of him is a new sensation and Sawada because he evidently wants it back inside of Xanxus. Still, Sawada helps Xanxus into a set of black sweatpants and a comfortable white cotton shirt. "Come on, we're getting out. Levi and Hibari can finish the mission."
Xanxus grunts, a little annoyed with leaving a mission incomplete but he whimpers an apology when Sawada growls. His instincts are running rampant. "We can't just drive out of here. They got eyes on the border."
"We'll drive to the port," Sawada kisses Xanxus's cheek, taking the apology easily. "I've got a contact with a small ship, he can take us to Greece."
"Ok," Xanxus takes a cautious step back, following behind Sawada when the alpha moves. The good thing about a country as traditional as this one is that nobody so much as looks at Xanxus as soon as their nose kicks in. They look at Sawada, talk to Sawada and simply ignore Xanxus. It grates on Xanxus's pride but Sawada's face is less known in the Underworld around these parts. If they're all busy dealing with Sawada, the two of them are less likely to be taken as anything other than a civilian pair: an alpha and his very clearly marked omega.
Sawada rents them a car, guiding Xanxus to the back with a hand on his lower back. When Sawada doesn't seem to mind Xanxus laying down and curling up for a nap, the renters follow his lead. Xanxus stretches when Sawada wakes him up what feels like hours later, covering him with his body quickly. It's a lazy fuck, with Xanxus half asleep for most of it but it's pleasurable and Xanxus enjoys being filled once more. Xanxus sighs, purring softly all the way through. He mewls in protest when the knot deflates enough for Sawada to pull out, it earns him a kiss on the forehead but Sawada doesn't let himself be pulled into more cuddling. "I need to keep driving." He kisses Xanxus just one more time, "be good for me." He holds Xanxus up, putting a pillow under him. "Keep your hips up."
"Ok," Xanxus hums, curling over the pillow and keeping his hips obediently elevated. "Nap. I'm going to…"
"Yeah," Sawada pulls Xanxus's sweatpants up again. "Rest."
Xanxus blinks for a moment. Ah, that's why sweatpants and no underwear. Easy access. Makes sense. Xanxus jawns and nods, watching Sawada go back to the driver's seat with half-lidded eyes.
Given all the detours they need to make to avoid suspicion, it takes them about three days to reach the docks. By the time they do, Xanxus is already used to the routine. He naps, dozing most of the time as the last vestiges of heat course through him. Occasionally, Sawada will stop the car and Xanxus will wake to the alpha mounting him. He'll enjoy the cuddles while the knot lasts, milking the alpha lazily until Sawada pulls out. Then Xanxus will nap again and the cycle continues. Which is why Xanxus startles when he wakes not to Sawada filling him up or lowering his sweatpants but to Sawada gently trying to guide him out of the car.
"We're here," Sawada kisses Xanxus's nape. "Come on."
(Ship)
The ship doesn't leave them much privacy but Xanxus is busy crashing. It's not like Xanxus is self-conscious either way and the crew knows better than to stare, even if some of them linger. Xanxus grunts, keeping his asscheeks spread while Sawada works. He's on his back over Sawada's lap, his legs pressed against his chest by Sawada's right hand. The alpha already worked a silicone knot inside Xanxus's cunt to keep him from leaking and now he's slowly but surely working a small plug inside his ass. It's a small metal thing shaped like a teardrop, the end of it decorated with a red jewel the color of Xanxus's eyes. It has a small loop in the center of the tail, a thin chain hanging from the middle of it with little bells clipped to it. The sound of the little bells chiming turns Xanxus's ears red.
Sawada chuckles, pushing the thing fully inside of Xanxus and then tapping the Wrath's hands to get him to let go. "There you go," Xanxus stretches to help along when Sawada pulls Xanxus's sweatpants up again. "Go nap, don't take them out."
Xanxus hums, standing up with Sawada's help and then squirming in place. It's a weird sensation, if not unpleasant and… the bells make noise with every movement Xanxus makes. Not much, not enough to be heard unless people are paying attention but Xanxus is. Normally, Xanxus would bristle at the order now that he's not in heat but he still feels vulnerable and this alpha has been taking care of him for the better part of three weeks. For the injury that got him down and the resulting heat, so Xanxus's instincts insist that he behaves much like Xanxus is sure Sawada's instincts want Xanxus around and in arm's reach. So Xanxus bares his fangs a little, to show his protest, but nods all the same.
He's not expecting Sawada to react badly but he should have. Xanxus isn't defying, they know this but that's how it looks and they can't afford to be seen as anything else but a traditional pair at the moment. Sawada looks up to Xanxus, making no move to stand as well but arching an unimpressed brow. "Want to try that again?"
It takes him a split second to realize his mistake. Xanxus squirms, baring his throat and ignoring the sudden attention on them. "Yes, sir." Xanxus is almost annoyed that he likes the dominance, no alpha has ever had the balls to order Xanxus like this. Not with the complete expectancy that Xanxus will behave. Sawada does, Xanxus can tell he would even without the situation they're currently in. He'd be more lenient but he'd expect nothing less of Xanxus.
"Hmm," Sawada shifts, lazily tapping Xanxus's ass with two fingers. A gentle reminder: that is how they agreed punishment is to be dealt with, Sawada is still very much willing to dish it out. Don't push. "Go."
"Yes, sir." Xanxus nods once and turns tail, feeling uncharacteristically flustered.
Sawada hums, watching him go before grabbing the phone he managed to acquire. "Mukuro?" He huffs while his Mist goes about being the menace that he is, "would you pick us up in Greece? I'd like to keep things under wraps."
"Kufufu," Mukuro laughs, always far too pleased with the chaos that is Tsuna's life. "What interesting thing have you attracted now, dear Tsunayoshi?"
"Ah," Tsuna watches Xanxus curl up in his makeshift nest, trying to find a comfortable position. "Get Hayato to prepare the den." He has no intention of letting Xanxus go, not after keeping him full of cock for about a week. He's a sweet thing, with a backbone and the power to back it up. Tsuna loves it. "I'm bringing my omega home." The Varia and the old men are going to freak out.
Mukuro laughs harder, "I'll strengthen the defenses. My silly little student won't be able to break through them and Mammon might just be fun to play with again."
Tsuna clicks his tongue, "if Xanxus wants his elements around then we'll invite them in." They will behave, though. Or Xanxus is going to spend those days with a sore ass until he wrangles them under control.