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The sound of the kitchen door opening got him spinning to hide the TV. The force of the spin whipping the towel around his neck up in front of his face, as the one at his waist dropped to the floor. His cock slapped against his thigh loud enough for both men to hear.
Why me?
I’m a good guy. I don’t deserve this.
Lennon wasn’t sure what to do with his hands.
“Is everything alright?” Kodi sounded like a strangled cat.
Lennon, with as much dignity as he could muster whilst naked with bat come all over his TV, met the twinkling gaze. He dropped the cloth he held to tug the towel from around his neck and place it in front of his groin when his cock twitched at the interest Kodi didn’t hide.
“You don’t have to cover up for me.” Kodi’s cheeky wink and inspection of his naked chest had his cock show more interest.
“Hum… yes… I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t you want to finish cleaning the TV?” he said, his chin quivering as he eyed the screen. “Although, you might want to turn it off first otherwise it looks like you’re wanking a bat.” It turned out his voice was quivering with restrained laughter.
Lennon would bet with how mortified he was they’d see his heated cheeks from space. He couldn’t find his tongue to reply and stomped off to the bedroom.
I’m never going to let you out ever again. Do you hear me!
It’s not my fault you leave me with a horny bat on screen, is it?
Never again!
In the bedroom, he buried his hot face in his hands. “Gods, how the hell am I gonna live this down? How?” he muttered, mindful of the wolf in the other room and its acute hearing.
He squeezed his hot cheeks and marched to his closet, dragging the first thing out of it, not bothering with underwear. His skin was usually very sensitive post heat, so he always took an additional day away from work and people until the feelings abated. He stepped into the velvety feeling onesie, his cock jerking as it appreciated the soft fabric. He pushed at it.
“Don’t go getting any ideas, he’s not here for sex.”
Yes, he is.
Put your horny thoughts back in the damn box with your bat frolicking.
Lennon went into the bathroom and avoided looking at himself in the mirror. He splashed cold water over his face, praying it would work. Being a red-faced bat was not a brilliant look.
Neither is wearing a reindeer onesie, just saying.
Lennon gripped his wet hair and tugged, resisting the temptation to change. He shut his eyes and sent up a silent prayer that when he went back out, Kodi didn’t eye him like a sex crazed bat. It was the best he could hope for when that might be exactly what he was.
Chapter Eighteen
Kodi
Spying on Popi and Dad, waiting for his opportunity to talk to Popi alone, Kodi had googled extensively how long bats were in heat for. None of what he’d read was that specific. He’d considered that Monday was a recovery day when he recalled Lennon telling Hollis he’d see him Tuesday and checking the heat calendar.
Weighting up averages, Kodi had estimated that if he left it till late afternoon Sunday, Lennon would be over the worst of it. So, he’d taken a chance and ordered Chinese to collect on the way to Lennon’s, going with his favorites, knowing he had no one to take care of him. He told himself it didn’t have to mean anything all the way over there.
His wolf had thought he was highly amusing, if not delusional. He was blocking him. Maybe he was a little delusional when he’d spent a couple of hours pumping Popi for information the previous day. He gave himself credit, he’d waited two days before caving. It hadn’t been helpful to find out how much an omega can suffer when they are alone through a heat. Popi got quite tearful when he talked about it, and Kodi hadn’t slept a wink all night, fretting that Lennon was alone and suffering.
Yes, he’d seen that Lennon had sex toys in the box under his bed, only he’d said he went through his heat in his animal form. Kodi eyed the TV screen in front of him. His lips clamped together to hold back the laughter tickling the back of his throat as Lennon closed his bedroom door with a snap.
It seemed Lennon’s animal side was quite enamoured by the bat frozen on screen. Kodi covered his mouth to muffle the snort of laughter when he switched off the TV, and with the screen black, he could clearly see what Lennon was trying to clean off. He picked up the cloth and finished cleaning, wanting to reduce Lennon’s embarrassment.
When he was done, he spotted a can of air freshener and picked it up off the couch, taking it with him into the kitchen. The TV explained the overzealous use of the spray, which had been overpowering when he’d arrived.
In the kitchen, he went to the cupboards Lennon had put the dishes in on Wednesday and set them on the center aisle and grabbed cutlery, along with wine glasses he found next to the water ones. He had the cartons lined up on the counter in front of plates and the white wine open, when Lennon appeared. All the pretty pink skin was now covered by a onesie that, on closer inspection, he discovered was a reindeer with a hood and antlers.
