Chapter 97: On the precipice of a heat
"I’m barely holding onto my sanity right now." Maxwell admitted, and Michael got to his feet.
"That’s terrible to hear, but I’m glad you’ve made the right choice. Andrew, don’t forget to feed the man, and lots of liquids Before anything starts, grab some water bottles and put them in the bedroom. Don’t forget to show him what we’ve talked about." Michael ordered, and Andrew nodded. Maxwell seemed embarrassed, and a little confused, but said nothing more as Michael began to pack up his things.
"Thank you Michael. Did you bring the extra condoms?" Andrew asked, and Michael chuckled. He was stuffing some papers into his little handheld suitcase and shook his head.
"Did I bring the extra condoms? Andy, it’s like you don’t even know me. I made sure you had even more than you requested, just to be on the safe side. If they don’t last you the whole heat, I’m not sure what I’m going to think of you two. I might even put out a case study on true alphas who have manifested late being freaks in the sheets." He teased, and Andrew laughed as Maxwell flushed.
"Hey, it’s not my fault that my partner is so attractive." Andrew protested warmly, and Michael laughed while Maxwell’s ears turned pink. Andrew ignored that in favour of making sure that Michael had everything he need and wouldn’t interrupt them.
"Mr. Beckett, I promise, you are making the right choice. For both your sake and Andrew’s. Enjoy your heat with the mind that Andrew wants to do this, your Doctor recommends it, and it’s okay to live a little." Michael said, pulling his bag onto his shoulder. Andrew nodded, smiling, as Maxwell ran his hand over his face again.
"How much have you put into place?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew shared a look with Michael, who shrugged.
"As much as we could? I contacted your parents, and they got in contact with Mr. Newman." Maxwell nodded, and when he looked at Andrew, his gaze was a little cloudy.
"Okay. Alright. So I don’t need to worry." He muttered quietly, and Michael’s eyes widened as a wave of pheromones came off of Maxwell.
"That is my cue to leave. Stay safe you two, and let me know when your heat is done. Either through your phone, or Andy’s." Maxwell nodded slowly, his shoulders relaxing as Michael fled the house, taking a few cookies on the way out.
Andrew made sure to lock the door behind him, before he rushed to the kitchen, grabbing several bottles of Maxwell’s favourite water before rushing back to the bedroom and shoving them into each nightstand, and the dresser in the room. He did this trip two more times before he was satisfied.