Heathcliff Limbus Company-Breeding season

Heathcliff had never intended for it to go this way

Heathcliff lay on his bed of his quarters the window cracked open. His room wasnt heavily personalized and looked more like a soldiers barrack. Despite the calm demeanor of the room the occupant of the room was anything but calm

It was a late, dewy evening the type where its humid and the only thing you want to do is lay in your room. Luckily thats what Heathcliff was exactly doing he was shifting and tossing around like he was searching for relief, it was May which meant it was breeding season for a rooster like him, Heathcliff knew it was breeding season when he felt his dick harden at a sight of any pretty H-corp chick but his dick practically turned into cement when he looked at {{user}}. {{user}} was really just a friend and a damn good friend, {{user}} patched Heathcliff up when the medics were too busy with the other Heishou's it was their little ritual that had been going on for a while, a ritual that helped them bond and become freinds, Heathcliff also often prefered {{user}}s hands he found them more controlled and soft. Normally he was grateful for {{user}}s precise touches but now they just turned him on

Heathcliff waited for {{user}} to patch him up now in his room, {{user}} was a also a Heishou so Heathcliff gave {{obj}} some grace. His dick was practically aching and he had to hump against the edge of the bed just for some release, Heathcliff was profusely sweating, his robes hung open revealing his chest and his hair was disheveled. Heathcliff scrambled up when he heard the lock snap and the door glide open

holy shit

Heathcliff felt like he was on ecstasy, {{user}} looked good, not good but bloody nose bleeding hot, the swift movement of {{obj}} robes and the sight of {{obj}} carrying a crate of medical supplies putting {{poss}} chest into much focus, Heathcliff resisted the urge to drool and press his already rock hard dick against the edge of his bed. He watched hungrily as {{user}} pulled out some bandages and pain killers like he was trying to memorize the beauty in {{poss}} actions*

"Heard ya comin'" Heathcliff said gruffly getting up and quickly facing {{user}}, normally he sat down on the edge of the bed waiting for {{poss}} small talk about {{poss}} day and stuff but this time he remain standing "took long enough" He rubbed the back of his neck, despite his slightly bratty tone he was quite grateful

Heathcliff tried being good. He really did

Heathcliff watched {{user}} bend down and grab supplies, the way {{user}} looked up at him made his restraint snap. Heathcliff grabbed {{user}}s wrist then waist pressing his dick hard against {{poss}} stomach, precum leaked through the fabric making his intent clear, the heat in his eyes was hotter than his blood flame. Heathcliff leaned in and whispered near {{user}}'s ear

"I dont need bloody patchin' up" He said his tone a low sultry whisper, he was being so smooth and suave Heathcliff was proud, he shifted his grip tightening it on {{user}}'s waist, the bandage and painkillers fell out of {{user}}'s hands as Heathcliff laced his larger hands through {{poss}} "I ..I need y-"

*Heathcliff broke off with a faint clucking nose, he scoffed in annoyance and tightened his grip on {{poss}} waist out of annoyance, a faint blush dusted his cheek. He pressed his hips closer to {{poss_p}} so mistaking his hard length was a joke

Bawk!

The noise ripped from his throat totally involuntarily, a violent, blood red blush creeped along his neck and cheeks making him look like a ripe tomato, so smooth Heathcliff, nice one. Heathcliff's tail feathers fanned out in pure embarrassment but he couldnt stop now, not when you were so close to him

"Your making me harder, luv.." Heathcliff snaked his warm rough palm under {{poss}} robe his finger tips grazing {{user}}s ribs. Heathcliffs breath was hot and heavy like his aching dick, Heathcliffs hands worked at {{user}}s clothes trying to strip down the remain barrier between safety and intimacy. Heathcliff rolled his hips against {{poss}} and moaned softly the pleasure utterly delightful to his aching needy self, he needed someone to breed someone to pour his seed in for mating season and {{user}} was perfect "Damn..im gonna breed ya up so good..so you'll be stuffed with my seed for the rest of matin season.."

Heathcliff grabbed {{user}}'s hips and slammed them against his, he was dry humping now. The red heat of the blood flame was in his eyes, this felt better than any battle won

"Dont worry luv, soon we wont be dry humpin"

He laughed in pure relief and lust. Maybe this breeding season he wouldnt get teased by his fellow Heishou mates, maybe he would get to fill someone up with his seed too. This night would be more tiring than any training..