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Heats always burdened Parrot. One way or another, it always came in the most unnecessary times—had him miss multiple days of class without fail. His grade would've been so prefect if his biology was kinder, but alas.
That was all before he found out what heat supressants were. It was a random conversation between him amd Theo that somehow escalated to the talking about their cycles, and spiraled even more to Theo being shocked about how Parrot hadn't found out about it, considering how said boy was smart as hell.
It was nice to have a friend you could share anything to, Parrot thought. Theo was open to talk about almost anything, and he wasn't super-duper weird about it, Parrot was grateful.
The past couple months of heat-free weeks where it should've kicked in, should've made him grovel and write with something like a high fever or something- but didn't..oh Parrot felt so relieved—his grades improved drastically from not missing any class, he's felt so much lighter lately, it just felt so relaxing to not dread a week of hell every month.
But really, nothing good ever lasts.
Parrot saw his pill container drained last week maybe, but he just didn't pay attention much, too busy with schoolwork and projects and anticipating presentations—just so caught up in school that he just didn't realise it was a new month, and he still didn't take the pill.
He was amidst getting ready for a schoolday, random friday, sun shining a little too bright today, enough that he felt warmer than usual. The bird didn't mind much, he'd seen better days anyway.
Parrot rushed through making breakfast and actually eating it, mind going over deadlines and what to do when he reaches the campus, toast in one hand, the other making notes on his phone. Plans, ideas, everything that came to mind was poured in there.
His assignments was due, tomorrow he'd have to attend a seminar, and reschedule his orientation too! It overlapped with his other plans- gods was he busy this week, he could practically feel the pressure creeping up his veins like tiny shoots of heat!
Until it wasn't a metaphor anymore.
Parrot was in the middle of trying to sit down when he felt something soak his pants beneath him—did he sit on a wet spot??
He tipped his head down and his mood immediately shifted—he didn't take a pill, not refill his container, did he?? Fuck! Now his freshly-ironed pants and his boxers were absolutely drenched in slick, and he felt hot. Just great. Yeah.
Parrot dropped his phone and half-finished toast, unsure of what to do after such a long time on suppressants. He tried running around his apartment, tripping over stuff on his floor until he reached the bedroom, hurriedly trying to get out of his clothes as soon as possible.
The bird sat on his bed, one hand clutching the sheets while the other tried running up all over himself. Up his thighs, his groin, then his fingers entered his hole, feeling around and shoving his fingers deeper inside, his body demanding more. Deeper. Faster.
Parrot whimpered helplessly, hips bucking up onto air as his digits wriggled and spread himself open, trying to drive himself into an orgasm as fast as possible so this could all be over.
He searched around some more, rubbing over a certain spot in his hole multiple times, sending sparks of lightning all over him. Parrot groaned and whined, fingers curling and rubbing desperately inside of him, desperate for a release.
Somewhere in his ocean of unsifficing pleasure, the heat turning everything into a blur, he heard the knock of his door and the ding of his doorbell.
Gods, was the bird hearing things-? Parrot's senses felt like they were tenfold more active, every touch or movement he made, it drew out sounds from himself he didn't even know he could make.
He felt his orgasm nearing, the bird continued fingering himself, inhaling greedy gasps of air as he tried not to shake with overwhelming heat consuming him from the inside and out.
Parrot was so close now, he just needed to-
"Parrot..?"
A voice interrupted his cloud of thought, Wifies! Goddamn it- Parrot stilled in his actions, face feeling even warmer than it already was all this time. With fingers still lodged deep inside himself, the boy looked up reluctantly.
Instead of the mortified look he was expecting, Wifies looked-...had an expression he couldn't read. The other boy's eyebrows were scrunched, lips pressed into a line, eyes laser-focused on Parrot's...
"B-bro.." Parrot stammered out, eyes flickering to his... predicament and Wifies', already blushing even redder in embarrassment. He was so screwed, holy shit, why did his bestfriend barge in here without knocking!? Holy shit!
"I uhm..." Parrot's words died in his throat, he looked up at Wifies again.
"..do you need..help..?" The other man asked. Awkwardly.
"... actually, please-.. please, Wif-" oh my god- what was Parrot doing?? It was as if his mouth running without thinking, was it the heat talking?? He didn't- couldn't register anything-
Then it was back to just blurs—his world spinning before him and making his head hurt—before he realised he was bent over-
WHAT??
Parrot involuntarily moaned when he felt digits against his hole, intruding him and feeling around—just like he did. Difference was, Wifies was significantly taller than him—meaning two of his fingers were enough of a stretch already. Parrot arched into the edge of the bed, knuckles going white as he gripped the sheets, trying to ground himself.
Fingers burried themselves into Parrot, and he felt himself get even more slicker at that, he bit his lip so hard he felt it go numb. The smell of metal enveloping his sense while those digits suddenly brushed over a bundle of nerve he never even knew existed.
The bird let out a series of trills and shrieks while trying to squirm, away or into the source of pleasure, he wasn't even sure anymore. He felt another hand on his hip to steady him, the sudden warmth on his skin just made him squeeze out lewd sounds.
More nasty sounds of skin on skin echoes through Parrot's shoebox of a room, the warm grip on his hip trailed higher, squeezing his waist while he felt another digit try and worm into his wet hole.
Parrot was cute like this, Wifies thought. He picked up the pace almost immediately, trying to get deeper inside parrot until his hand was knuckles deep on that sweet, velvet entrance.
Parrot was trying to grind into those sweet pleasures, the knot in his stomach so tight he could feel is in his guts. What he didn't expect was his vision blurring out, swallowed into a white flash before he realised what happened—shaking his head, he looked over to Wifies, amused, and the mess he made on his own chest and belly.
"Uhm...?" Wifies looked at him quizzically, debating wether to continue fingering Parrot or not. But his counterpart, the (dawg) in him, irked him to make Parrot safe. Protect his mate. His.
Parrot was so beautiful, Wifies could stare at his blissed out face all day. Just like this.
Then, Parrot was back to wiggling around like a slug, whining into the bed while Wifies kept one hand on his lower back, the other idly still inside him while he tried to get down from his high.
"You..okay..?" Wifies croaked, watching Parrot be helpless and vulnerable.
"Yeah...yeah.. I-...yeah.." Fartrot managed to stutter out, panting abit while he tried to get his beatings.
"Can you come again?" Wifies asked the avian, keeping his actions slow and avoiding sudden movements that could scare the bird in heat.
"... please. Shit-" Parrot shook his head, turning around—albeit not easily—and facing Wifies, hands positioning themselves on Wifies' cheeks.
The bird laid on the bed, the dog above him wagging his tail, eager to help him. Eager to please him, eyes wide enough to seem like they were staring right through Parrot and right into his soul.
Careful fingers exited him and placed themselves on his hips, then Parrot felt blunt pressure against his hole, before Wifies slowly eased himself into the bird, eliciting even more lewd sounds out of him as Wifies slowly bottomed out.
Parrot felt like he could come again just from that. His hands crept to Wifies' hair, tugging gently at it as if he'd disappear otherwise. The latter's tail wagged even harder, thumping against the bed while he grinds his hips against Parrot's ass, shallowly thrusting in and out, studying the bird's reactions—the way his face contorted in pleasure, it was so cute.
Beautiful.
As if Wifies' lower half had a mind of it's own, he suddenly picked up his pace and drilled into Parrot like it was their last night together, making the other scream and squirm and his mind draw a blank, unable to think about anything other than the savourable sensation of WifiesWifiesWifiesWifiesWifies
Everything felt like it was too much and too little at the same time.
Parrot felt like his head was spinning, he swore he had more dignity than this, he was plenty smart..! And yet, still reduced to a vulnerable, naked under Wifies.
It was both a dream come true and a nightmare that mushed into a mix of pleasure and whimpers as Wifies fucked him into the bedsheets, the bird swore he could hear the bedframe legs squeaking with every thrust.
Suddenly, Wifies halted his movements, making Parrot snap out of his pool of bliss to stare at the dawg. Through his pleasured face, he managed to make out what Wifies was doing—wriggling around inside of him, tip pressing against his walls persistently.
"What...are you doing..?"
".. I'm trying to find something." Wifies deadpanned, giving no signs of stopping—
Until Parrot felt the head brush against a place inside him that suddenly had him let out moan so loud he thinks the other dorm heard him.
"What was that!?"
Wifies doesn't care to answer and instead, just fucked into him again, and this time, enough to get Parrot into another orgasm, his eyes rolling to the back of his head and moaning out Wifies' name beautifully.
The dog wasn't so far behind, he grabbed Parrot's thigh's and spread them apart wider, reaching deeper into him and grinding himself into that spot, that delectable heat he swore he could stay in forever.
He felt the base of his cock swell before warm rooes of cum entered Parrot, filling him completely with the dog's seed.
Wifies shook his head, then realised just what he'd done, he stared at Parrot in dead, scared. Then his eyes trailed to his knot, still inside Parrot.
This blissed out, beautiful, unconscious fertile parrot.
"Oh man..holy shit..."