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Berdly shouldn't have come to school today. He was in pre-heat, and he knew that he was, so why did he decide to push it?
Skipping was already beginning to set in with Kris and Susie (though, not with him nor Noelle). He was top of the class, second to Noelle, and never skipped a day.
But skipping a few days because his pre-heat sounded amazing … If it weren't for it landing smack dab in the middle of exam week. It just couldn 't wait just a few more days? He could've skipped the trip and dealt with it, as best he could without a mate that is.
This wasn't something he could just skip, seeing as it cost a good chunk of his grade. He was only on the third day of his week-long pre-heat, but it felt like the fifth. Berdly didn't have a clue why it was so aggravating today, especially since it was never like this.
The bluebird could only hope and pray that no one could tell how strong his scent was. He had done his best with masking it in cheap cologne, but he could only handle the smell of it so much.
Berdly, at the very least, was finished with his final exam, being second only to Noelle. His head was buried in the crook of his arm, almost as if he was taking a nap on his desk, but his pre-heat wouldn't allow him to.
Normally, it was just something he could nap and sleep through if he couldn't deal with it the first few days, but it was intense. He should've known something was wrong when his tail was constantly drooping.
Berdly was prepared if his heat ever got triggered, though it was embarrassing having to come to school with it. He was prepared, but he had never edged himself this terribly.
The bluebird balled up his fingers and curled his toes, holding back a meek whimper. He didn't know how much time was left of class, and he didn't want to check.
Something in Berdly said he couldn't just look up and to the right to check the time; there wasn't anything wrong with it, but this feeling in his gut was telling him otherwise.
He breathed in slowly, thinking. There wasn't a chance that Berdly would've started his heat during exams, right? Math wasn't hot, it wasn't sexy, and it sure as hell didn't emit a scent. The more he thought about it, the more he was confused. It sure as hell felt like he was in heat, but maybe he was overthinking it?
The bluebird breathed out slowly, a small strained noise escaping his beak; he could only hope that no one heard it. He had to get his mind off of his pre-heat, or Angel-Forbid, his actual heat, and what better way to do that than to think about math.
{3x + yi = 5x + 1 + 2i. Put all the variable terms on the left, and leave a complex number on the right. Solve for x and y. -2x + yi = 1 + 2i. So, -2x = 1 and yi = 2i. Solution being x = -½, and y = 2…} Berdly let out a sigh, it had been too easy. Nowhere near enough to distract himself.
{Pi is approximately 3.14, or 22/7. Pi is an irrational number, meaning it's not equal to the ratio of any two whole numbers. Its digits do not repeat. The first 100 digits are 3.14159265358979323846 2643383279502884197169, nice, 3993751058209749445923078164062862089986280348253421170679… After those though? 8214… 808… 65132… 823… 066… 4709… 4? 3…? Geez, I know less Pi than I thought. 123 digits, maybe 124 if I knew if it was 3 or 4, isn't that bad. I know more than most people, at the very least…} Berdly adjusts himself slightly .
{But math isn't my best subject. I couldn't give two shits about math, or english, or any other subject for that matter… Though, repeating video game facts to myself, ones that I've said countless of times, doesn't seem all that distracting-} The bluebird thought to himself, feeling his phone vibrate in his shirt pocket.
Apparently he didn't turn off his notifications, though he swore he did. Berdly huffed, he didn't care enough to check it; if someone was messaging him, it had to wait.
His phone vibrated once more. {I'm not answering you. Whoever, or whatever it is, should wait. I'm-} It vibrated.
Berdly mumbled a quiet 'what do you want?' under his breath as he pulled out his phone.
Kris.
{What the hell does Kris want?} He questioned, opening the notification.
'You look like you're in pain. Is it what I think it is? If it's that bad, I could help you if you'd like'
'This is a genuine question by the way. I'm not messing with you. You confessed to me that you were an omega.'
'Bird brainn, at least look at your messages'
Berdly's cheeks grew flushed and he clamped his beak shut with one hand. He reads the second message once again before replying.
'Kris, you do realize what you're entailing, correct? I can only assume you're an alpha, or possibly a beta'
The bluebird stares at Kris' profile picture as they type a reply.
What type of relationship do they even have? Kris just offered to help Berdly with his pre-heat. Were they even close enough for something like that? Maybe Berdly was overthinking it, and they had meant something else entirely.
Finally, they replied.
'I'll have you know I'm not stupid. It means exactly what you think it means. I'm the one who offered you'
The bluebird reads over it, thinking up a reply. He was interrupted by another message by Kris.
'I think your heat started. Your scent got stronger. You'll know Susie would tease you relentlessly if she found out'
Berdly blinked, turning off his phone and turning it around to process what they had just said. He brings a feathered hand up to his face, offsetting his glasses a bit.
Another vibration.
The bluebird turns over his phone and turns it on, reading over Kris' new message.
'I have more to tell you, but it would be kind of weak to tell you over text. Couldn't I just come by your house? I don't have to help you if you don't want me to. We can talk over it more if I can come over'
Berdly feels a smile creep up onto his beak. Kris? Asking to come over? Normally Berdly would be the one to invite them over, but they were practically inviting themselves over.
'Yeah'
He types.
'You can come over'
–XXXX–
Berdly's body felt like it was just itching to get out of school. He hadn't started his heat, he was confident about it; if it did start, it would've been pretty hard hiding it.
However, the excitement (and nervousness) of Kris coming over to his house had distracted him enough. The bluebird was anxiously pacing back and forth in his room, waiting for a vibration from his phone.
Kris texted him that they had to talk to Toriel first before coming over; something about her preferring they told her, than text her.
The person had been on Berdly's mind constantly ever since their short text conversation. He liked Kris, yes, but the last thing he wanted to do was to ruin their friendship… Though, it was a pretty foggy one at that, seeing what Kris had alluded to.
Why is it that his pre-heat had intensified? Nothing had warranted it. Berdly was thoughtful and careful, prepared for it as ever, so nothing came to mind when he thought about any reason.
And, thinking about it, how had he even gone by without a mate for so long? How had Kris gone-
Berdly shut his eyes and shook his head. He liked Kris, but thinking about them in that way felt dirty. Rude. An invasion of privacy, even if it was just in his head… For the most part.
The bluebird could remember saying the person's name once during his… Deed of dealing with his pre-heat.
And, speaking of which, Berdly had never gone into heat heat. He was always so careful about the way he dealt with it. Thinking about it more only confused him.
He was male. He was an omega, much to his disappointment. And he lacked the organs to host a child. Yes, he was an avian, but he didn't have a cloaca.
If he couldn't carry a child, or an egg for that matter, why did he even have a heat-cycle to begin with? Maybe it was expected for him to cause someone to carry a child or egg? But if that were so, why had he felt like he needed to be-
His phone vibrated. Berdly pulled it out of his pocket, nearly dropping it. A little pop-up notification from Kris:
'I'm outside'
The bluebird could feel his tail begin to wag side to side, just a little bit with joy. He inhaled slowly, calming his nerves, before making his way toward his home's entrance.
Berdly mumbled to himself a bit before opening the door. "Kris, welcome. Please, come inside," he says with a smile, stepping out of the human's way.
Kris blinks at him beneath their bangs, walking inside. "What about your parents?" They sign, looking around the place. It was a cozy little living room, with a kitchen to the right.
"O-Oh, my mom's not here, don't worry. She's busy working and doesn't come home till really late." Berdly answers, closing the door and locking it.
"Dad? Siblings?" Kris signs, noting the bluebird's nervous fidgeting.
"They stay at my dad's house… I thought you knew that?" Berdly asks, a tone of sadness edging his voice.
"... Right, sorry." The human says softly.
Hearing Kris speak was a small shock to Berdly. He had heard them speak before, seeing as they were comfortable near him, Susie, and Noelle, but Kris speaking was few and far between.
He had been so caught up in processing them speaking that he hadn't heard what they asked. "I-I'm sorry, could you say that again?"
"Where's your room?" Kris asks once more, looking down a hallway.
"O-Oh! Just this way." Berdly walks down the hallway the human had been looking at; they follow him.
Kris looks down at the bluebird's tail; it was low, drooping, almost like it was involuntary. It was weird, because Berdly's tail was almost always up. It was a feature of his that Kris liked, so it was odd to see it so low.
The bluebird opened a door into a room, dimly lit by a lamp in the corner; he walked over to his bed, slowly sitting down. Kris blinks beneath their bangs, shutting the door behind them.
They look around the room; it was decorated in a way that they had expected: video game posters, figurines, action figures, and an unsolved Rubix cube on a desk. "... You never solved the cube I gave you?"
Berdly brings a hand up to his neck, rubbing it with guilt. "N-No… I gave up because I got too frustrated." He admits, chuckling a little.
Kris blinked beneath their bangs, turning around to look at the bluebird; he sat on his bed, nervously twiddling his thumbs. They just looked at him, examining him with their eyes.
Maybe… Kris should tell him?
Berdly looks up at the human, smiling nervously.
Maybe they should wait till later. He was far too nervous to receive news like that.
Kris walks over to him, sitting next to him. "Are you doing alright?" They ask, not liking how anxious he looked.
"Eh… N-Nervous, seeing as you… Said you wanted to tell me something." The bluebird replies, scooting back into his bed. He crosses his legs, bringing them into himself.
With the freed up space, the person takes the spot he was in. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you nervous. But you can calm down… I want to take this slow… Comfortable…" Kris says softly, smiling softly. "Is there anything specific you want me to do?"
Berdly blinks, his face growing slightly flushed. After a few moments of thinking, he speaks up. "Could you… Just… Hold me?"
Kris' cheeks darken slightly and they open their mouth to respond. "Yeah… I can do that."
The bluebird scoots forward in his bed, allowing the human to take the spot in the corner. Kris leaned into the corner of the room and bed, taking a few seconds to get comfortable before holding their hands out.
Berdly breathes, slowly scooting himself backwards; he jumps slightly when he meets the human. The monster inhales, leaning himself backward as he exhaled.
Kris brings their hands in sight of Berdly's eyes and sets them on top of his on his midsection. "Is this okay?"
Berdly nods, laying his head back onto their chest. He could feel them breathing, finding himself trying to match theirs.
Was he really breathing that fast?
Kris squeezes one of Berdly's hands, trying to calm him down without words.
It was weird to see the bluebird so nervous, compared to his constant egotistical nature in class. Berdly's fear and anxiety made sense, but it felt out of character.
Berdly put on a facade, a facade that he thought would make people like him. He was 2nd in class. He was always 2nd. The only reason he got so high in class was thanks to Noelle's help. If she didn't help him, or wasn't there to help him… Kris didn't know what would've happened.
The deer was the reason why Berdly acted the way he did. From the looks of it, his overconfidence was roughly the same as Susie's, but why would he want to copy her?
Kris opened their mouth, pausing for a few seconds before finally speaking. "... Do you… Like Noelle? … Or Susie, for that matter?"
A small squawk of surprise escaped from the monster. "Oh, Angel, I-I… I used to have a crush on Susie. I merely put up an act that I liked Noelle… Sure, I like them both, and they both made me feel safe, in a way, but," Berdly pauses, looking up at the ceiling. "I never truly liked Noelle in a romantic context. A-And I eventually got over my crush on Susie when her and Noelle got together… No point in crushing over someone who's already taken. But I do like y-" The monster clamps his beak shut, clacking it a few times as a nervous fidget.
Kris feels their face heat up at the unsaid word. "You… You like me?"
"I shouldn't have said anything." Berdly mutters, bringing his hands up to his face.
The human stays quiet, attempting to move his hands away gently. "Hey… Turn around." They whisper when they manage to move his hands.
The monster coos softly in embarrassment, turning around and laying their chin on the person's chest. He stares off to the side, not wanting to make eye contact.
"Berdly…" Kris says, causing the bluebird to look over despite not wanting to.
The human leans forward, placing a small short kiss on the monster's forehead. "I like you, too, you birdbrain… That's what I wanted to tell you. But I didn't want to tell you over text because that's what losers do…"
Berdly blushes, an obvious red color though his blue feathers. "C-Can I-" he breathes, trying to calm himself down. "-k-kiss you?" He sputters, adjusting himself to get closer to the person.
Kris smiles, closing the gap between them with a short and sweet kiss on the bluebird's mouth.
"H-Hey, wait, I wasn't ready!!" Berdly says, furrowing his brow slightly. "I was waiting for you to say yes!"
"Okay…" They mumble, placing a hand on the avian's head. "Then you start it."
Berdly sighs, relaxing himself before kissing Kris; it was longer than the two he was given. It was amature, fumbled and a bit too harsh, yet it made their chests flutter.
"S-Sorry, that was kinda bad. I don't- I've never kissed anyone before." The bird admits.
"Don't worry… I haven't either." Kris replies, kissing him once again.
They add short licks in-between each kiss, and Berdly's mouth opens slightly in response to the gentle prodding.
Kris moves their other hand up onto the avian's back, slowly moving up his spine. Berdly chitters lowly in response, separating the kiss for a few short moments.
Kris exhales through their nose in response, closing the space between them once again. They move their other hand down, ending up on the side of his chest; both their hands end up on his upper sides.
They gently run their hands up and down Berdly's sides, causing him to squirm; he lets out a few muted noises in response. "K-Kris… You're- you don't know what you're…" He trails off, settling his head on their chest.
"Are you sure I don't know what I'm doing?" They whisper into his ear, gently teasing his sides.
A short low chirr leaves his throat and he moves his hands up, grabbing at the human's shoulders. Berdly breathes, shutting his eyes; he rubs his head into Kris' chin.
"Do you want me to stop?" They ask, moving their hands down to the sides of his stomach. "We don't have to continue if you don't want to… I'm fine with what you decide."
The monster tightens their grip slightly. "P-Please… Don't… I-I think you… I can't be left here…" He says unfinished, in a quiet voice. "B-But don't rush… I've never…"
"I haven't either… But I know a few things… Don't fight the way you feel. You'll only end up hurting yourself that way." Kris reassures them, smiling softly despite not being in their vision.
The person slinks their hands underneath the bluebird's shirt, slowly and carefully making their way up his sides.
Their skin was smooth, and their touch was gentle; it was an almost perfect match to the avian's sensitive sides. Berdly didn't make any noise of complaint, rather, cooing softly with pleasure.
Kris inhaled, a scent of sugar fading in. They assume they did something right, because it wasn't as faint as it was in the classroom. The look on the monster's face felt like a gift; they had felt comfortable enough with Kris to not hide themselves.
"... Cute." They mutter, causing the bird's grip on their sweater to tighten. "Come on, birdy," Kris says gently, "you know you can start moving."
Berdly protests with a groan, despite one obvious note: he was getting hard.
"No?" The person questions, moving their hands down to his waist. "How about… I help you? Doesn't that sound nice?" They slowly bring their hands lower, resting at the avian's hips.
A few chitters escape from the bluebird, but he follows their lead, allowing them to rock his hips; his upper body stays glued to their chest as he begins to pant.
Kris brings their hands up to the monster's hindquarters, causing them to squawk in surprise. "Okay, okay… I won't do that." They reply, moving back to his hips.
Kris' hands stay on Berdly, gently guiding him; it was a slow, sloppy movement, making them wonder if he was even getting any pleasure out of this. The noises coming from him, mixed with the huffing was a sign at the very least.
The bluebird was slowly humping against the human, far too scared of making them uncomfortable. His body was quickly growing warm, and he wanted to do more, but thrusting against Kris like this felt wrong. It felt like he was objectifying them, simply using them for his pleasure (despite the fact that they were the one who engaged it).
"Good boy… You're doing such a good job dealing with this." The human says sweetly, causing Berdly to chirr.
"Hey… If you're so nervous about making me uncomfortable, how 'bout we switch?" Kris asks, stopping their urging. "You can tell me what I can and can't do, alright?"
Berdly breathes, lifting his head off of their chest; he pants, finding himself still thrusting despite the lack of Kris' help.
The human looks at the monster with slight worry, but he eventually begins to move. Berdly pulls at his shirt as he sits up, doing his best to hide himself; Kris moves out from underneath, allowing him to lay down.
The person looks over him, smiling softly; Berdly chitters quietly, bringing a hand up to his beak in an attempt to quiet himself.
The bluebird swore they could see the human's eyes behind their bangs, slowly making their way down his body. He could feel himself being looked at, and it made him burn up, yet there wasn't a single hand on him.
Kris brings their left hand up to the bottom of the bluebird's shirt, slowly lifting it up; they look up at him, double checking if he was comfortable. When Berdly made no signs of protest, they continue, revealing his dick.
"... Prehensile?" Kris mutters, going to bring their other hand up to it. "Can I?"
Berdly nods furiously, far too eager than what he'd like, but his body felt like it was on fire.
The human gently places a few fingers on it, surprised with how slick it was. "... Not prehensile, but flexible." They mutter, applying a small amount of pressure as they moved up.
Berdly twitched underneath them like crazy, soft twitters and chirps leaving him. A soft moan slips past his beak as they begin to slowly jerk him off.
The blanket of constant subtle arousal he had due to his pre-heat multiplied ten fold, focusing in on his lower belly. Kris was delicate, their hands gentle with his sensitive dick. Berdly didn't want to ask if they'd done it before, that would've felt rude. He certainly hadn't been jerked off by someone else before, and it felt far different.
Kris' hands were soft, and their movements mirrored it. Feathers weren't built for sexual acts (Berdly had learned that the hard way). The feeling was far better than any cold silicone toy Berdly had tried.
A croon leaves the monster's throat, ending in a low warble and mess of words. "Please… Kris, please… I-I need- please- Kris…"
The human's eyes drift lower; if he was an omega, and if they possibly triggered his heat…
Kris blinks, taking their hand away from the bluebird's dick to trail it down to his asshole. Where it would've been. That would explain why his tail was low… There was a toy. A buttplug to be exact.
Kris edges their fingers around the toy, causing Berdly to squawk in surprise. They manage to grab it with their thumb and index finger, tightening their grip around the lip.
It slides out, causing a broken trail of whimpers to leave Berdly's throat. Kris looks at the toy glistening with slick and swallows. They look back at the monster, noting a small puddle beginning to form.
The human blinks, setting the toy aside to examine the monster closer. He had a slit, but it's where his dick comes from, similar to a sheath. Kris slowly places a hand onto Berdly's dick, slowly moving down to the base.
The bluebird shudders, whimpering as the other's hand moves lower. Kris gently touches the slit, slinking their fingers just barely past the lip.
Berdly arches his back and a low warble leaves his throat. "N-Not-! Th-That's not a- Sensitive…" He sputters, quivering more when the human's fingers leave.
"Sorry." They apologize, trailing their fingers down lower.
"It's… Not a hole. Just- ah-!" Berdly twitches when Kris' fingers pass his entrance.
Kris blinks, lifting the monster's hips just slightly; Berdly hooks his legs on their shoulders, steadying himself.
The human licks tentatively at the puckered skin, the muscles fluttering in response. Berdly's breath caught in his throat and he jumps from the feeling. Slowly, Kris licks around and over the hole, slick painting their tongue. It tasted sweet, like sugar… That must be his scent, Kris figured.
The bluebird squirms under them, chitters leaving his throat. The human continues to kiss and lick him gently, relaxing him; the monster's soft whimpering and pants fill the air, his hips trembling and twitching in response to their tongue. Berdly's toes curl and he gasps when Kris' tongue pushes into him. He brings a feathered hand up to his mouth and bites down on it, muffling his rising moans.
Kris prods and circles with their tongue, and soon Berdly began to push against it experimentally. Kris hums in approval, the vibration washing over the monster's sensitive feathers. His hips rolled unconsciously, being very responsive to every little push and pull of their tongue.
The monster breathes heavily, small noises of pleasure escaping as he exhales. Enjoyment filled him like warm honey, steadily filling every crack and crevasse it found in his body.
Berdly whines in protest as Kris pulls away from him; they wipe the spittle from their chin and begin to remove their pants. The monster unhooks their legs from the human with a shaky breath. He watches for a few brief moments before looking away, his face growing flushed.
Berdly couldn't bring himself to stare at Kris. He couldn't bring himself to think about what genitals they had. He couldn't bring himself to notice the gray underwear they were removing.
The bluebird squeaked, shutting his eyes as his beak clicked open and closed in nervousness. He slowed his breathing and cracked his eyes open, the bare skin from Kris blurred in his vision. Berdly's eyes open further, covering his mouth once his eyes settle in-between Kris' legs.
A dick.
"Please, please, please-" Slipped past his beak, fogging his glasses. "Please fuck me, please fill- Don't-! I-Ignore me-!" Berdly warbles, covering his face. "I-I mean, please, do continue, but… I-It's this damn heat, I-"
"Shh, shh," Kris hums, grabbing the monster's thighs to push them closer against him. "I got you birdy… I'll take care of you."
Berdly breathes, grabbing his thighs from Kris' grasp. The human spits on their hand, slowly stroking their dick, mixing saliva with slick.
"Please…" The bluebird whines, flicking their tail slightly.
Kris settles their hands by the monster's torso, their dick edging his entrance. A shudder runs through the bluebird, and his legs part slightly.
The human hums, slowly scooting forward; Berdly chirps in surprise at the tip slipping inside of him with ease.
"More- faster-" The monster slips.
Kris lays closer to the bluebird, lifting their knees up, crouching closer. They lay against him, their dick sliding in further. "Shh… You're doing fine. I got you." They speak quietly, placing a gentle kiss on the top of the bird's beak.
He squeaks softly, his tail wagging slightly with glee. Kris continues kissing him, moving down to his mouth as they begin to move their hips.
Soft, quick moans leave the bluebird and they let go of their legs, moving to the human's back. Berdly's mouth opens as he coos into the other's mouth, whimpering with need. Kris, getting the memo, pushes their tongue into his mouth, thrusting their hips faster.
Berdly continues to huff and whine, squirming underneath the human. He wanted more. So much more. He wanted it faster. Harder. Deeper. Kris wasn't giving him enough.
Berdly grabs onto Kris’ sweater – why they continued to wear it while literally fucking him isn't something he didn't care to think about. He breathes, raspy and hard, his glasses fogging up from the heat emanating from his face.
He needed more. Squirming and whining, shutting his eyes to focus on the human's rhythm of going in and out, filling then unfilling. The monster parts from the sloppy kiss, driving his head into the person's shoulder, inadvertently lowering himself further onto Kris’ dick.
The human adjusts themselves, pushing down onto Berdly's shoulders to lift themselves up, thrusting into him harder and faster. They felt a growing warmth throughout their body, ignoring the clothes they were still wearing. Kris’ hair falls over their shoulders, covering their face more; they're huffing, thrusting into the bluebird with enough closeness for a muffled plap of their thighs to emit.
Berdly looks at their face, searching for their eyes through their hair and his blurred vision. He shuts his eyes once again, cooing with pleasure as they pick up speed once again. There's no doubt in his mind that his heat triggered their rut; he was grateful for it, in a way. Kris’ worry about hurting him falling away to please both of them.
The human pants, their grip tightening on the monster's shoulders. They were already close, with the slick and how tight Berdly was, they wouldn't last very long. But with the precum leaking out of the monster, they didn't really had much to worry about.
Kris tilts their head back, huffing out a few breaths before glancing down at Berdly. The bluebird makes eye contact with them, nearly passing out from the red glint reflected in their one visible eye. The human swiftly bends down, biting hard onto the area around the bird's scent gland.
Berdly shouts, his glasses growing crooked from the human's shoulder as they continue fucking him – deeper and faster, just like his body screamed for. He huffs, a whimper leaving his throat as a warmth begins seeping from his shoulder.
Kris begins to suckle on the scent gland, making the monster see stars. Berdly tightens around the human, his legs gripping theirs so tight, his arms wrapping around their body so tight it drops them to their elbows.
He lets out a low warble, drawing it out into a moan. Berdly cums, his legs still pulling the human closer and closer to him.
Kris, getting the memo, bites onto the monster's neck yet again, pulling their dick out almost all the way. “Such a good bird…” They muffle, thrusting into Berdly one final time, pushing in the knot and orgasming.
The bluebird squawks, dropping their head back onto the pillow. He breathes, his legs twitching slightly.
Kris licks the bite they left, surprised by the lack of blood for a few moments. They move their hands to underneath the monster before laying down onto them with a hug.
The two of them huff, catching their breath. Berdly attempts to match Kris’, giving up after a few tries. He was tired. Not exhausted, but tired.
The bluebird tightens around the human, making them gasp lightly. He smirks, continuing tightening and untightening; he was, attempting at least, to milk them. Berdly's brain was fuzzy, telling him that he needed their cum.
And he could stay that way, in their arms, warm, safe, and taken care of, for however long their knot stayed.
Berdly was grateful he didn't look into something for once. He didn't want to know how much time he had left before Kris had to pull out.
He didn't want this, surprisingly heartwarming, moment to end.