[ he starts to say something, probably along the lines of david having no idea what he can or can't do, they're not fucking friends. hell, they barely know one another. but then the alpha steps in and just puts a hand on him, and quentin immediately jerks back, slamming into his own shield, eyes wide and startled in his face. ]
Don't touch me, [ he spits, angry, but more importantly, alarmed. it felt.. good. and that close, david had smelled good.
oh no. oh fuck no.
even though he'd normally rather die than back away and give someone ammunition against him--imagined or not--he finds himself scuttling back to the furthest corner of their contained space, heart hammering in his chest with panic. he cannot be going into heat. he's not due for at least another two weeks, and normally he's on suppressants for them. as a member of x-force, he can't really risk getting his heat when he's needed, after all. so what the hell is triggering it so early?
something during the mission earlier? one of the other alphas in the team? david himself? ]
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Date: 2021-04-19 06:48 pm (UTC)Don't touch me, [ he spits, angry, but more importantly, alarmed. it felt.. good. and that close, david had smelled good.
oh no. oh fuck no.
even though he'd normally rather die than back away and give someone ammunition against him--imagined or not--he finds himself scuttling back to the furthest corner of their contained space, heart hammering in his chest with panic. he cannot be going into heat. he's not due for at least another two weeks, and normally he's on suppressants for them. as a member of x-force, he can't really risk getting his heat when he's needed, after all. so what the hell is triggering it so early?
something during the mission earlier? one of the other alphas in the team? david himself? ]
I'm not-- I'm not due.