PSL for red_harper
May. 30th, 2017 01:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clarabartonIt had been a week or two since she'd last seen Roy, but then again that was generally how things worked with them. He would come see her, stay for a few days, and then he was off again. He had never felt comfortable staying in one place and she wasn't the type of Omega to try and get him to stay either. She always teased that it just wasn't how she was wired.
Part of the reason she'd never had a family or settled down before herself, but oh well. As it was, she wasn't expecting him for at least another week so she was a little thankful when she started feeling those gut urges. The tingling and tensing in her stomach, the little spikes of heat, the way she was ravenously hungry. It was generally a good sign that her heat was coming and she was definitely right.
Within a day she had locked herself in her safehouse, the only opening a window that would be almost impossible for anyone to access and climb through. Especially since it was booby trapped. Then again, she hadn't though Roy was coming. He knew how to get in anyways.
So she was curled up in her bed using a toy she had bought for herself, doing her best to try and satisfy her heat, but it wasn't very successful. She groaned, pushing herself onto her knees, faced away from the window as she ground down on the knotted toy in her hand. Heat scent filled the room, but she was too out of it to care.
Part of the reason she'd never had a family or settled down before herself, but oh well. As it was, she wasn't expecting him for at least another week so she was a little thankful when she started feeling those gut urges. The tingling and tensing in her stomach, the little spikes of heat, the way she was ravenously hungry. It was generally a good sign that her heat was coming and she was definitely right.
Within a day she had locked herself in her safehouse, the only opening a window that would be almost impossible for anyone to access and climb through. Especially since it was booby trapped. Then again, she hadn't though Roy was coming. He knew how to get in anyways.
So she was curled up in her bed using a toy she had bought for herself, doing her best to try and satisfy her heat, but it wasn't very successful. She groaned, pushing herself onto her knees, faced away from the window as she ground down on the knotted toy in her hand. Heat scent filled the room, but she was too out of it to care.
