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Hector was struggling in another loop of nightmare. When the nibble on his jaw, the humping of his mate's prick and the tiny mewling of the omega assualted him in his dreams, it all transpired into a huge dog licking him attempting through the chaotic wedding he was having in his overly-active brain. He slowly batted his eyelashes, fighting to gain his senses back.

"hmm...>?" it was way too early for Hector's standard as well. He wasn't sure where he was, but he was cranky and every part of him sored. It had been a VERY long while since the last time he slept on a coach - not to mention it was too short for him - that he was as stiff as it could go. But before he took in everything.... his hand was already clasping tight on the warm little body beside him.

"hmm...." he hummed again, his eyes were barely open but he welcomed the nibbles on his jaws. His morning wood was there as well, and he was shifting towards Carter. "mrning...." he muttered, picking up the familiar sweet scent of the smaller man. "hmm?" that was when his brain finally started running. He snapped open his eyes at the pur from Carter, then he froze.

"Carter?" he looked at the omega in shock. "W-what happened...?" he asked through nibbles, as much as he welcomed the close snuggle of the omega, he wasn't entirely sure how they ended here, all tangled up on the coach.