Is There Somewhere || A/B/O || Open To Everyone || NSFW

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Ace sat there in silence for a moment, letting himself get lost in his own mind while waiting for the pills to return to him some semblance of control over himself. If he was being optimistic he could feel a settling within himself, if he were being honest however there was no change and he fidgeted in his seat slightly. He wasn't quite sure what was causing it, perhaps it was his own aggravation, but the room seemed to be getting gradually warmer. He knew his species ran warm in general, running off a higher celestial energy than most of the other species around, so if he could sense the temperature increase he was sure it was rather significant. His hands clenched into fists at his side. Life had been so much easier before he had fallen, there had been one will; His will. Ace had no need for agitation, anger, fear, happiness. His word was all he needed. When did that end? It had to have ended before he had fallen, right? For he wouldn't have fallen if he hadn't lashed out, and he wouldn't have lashed out if he didn't feel something. Now all these feelings were within him, and even after thousands of years, he was unsure of what to do with them. How did humans manage this in their short life times? It was times like these when he envied them, perhaps they were created superior to the angels. Ace couldn't be sure.

In fact he couldn't even be sure why these thoughts were plaguing him now; the day had started off so normal. He wanted to blame the rut of an alpha, but it wasn't as if there was an omega in heat near him to throw him into such a state. There was only Calix.

At the thought of the omega, he felt a hand clasp his shoulder and was honestly surprised to the point where his eyes opened and his wings expanded once more. Those wings, always giving away his emotions, particularly the emotions he would prefer to keep inside and hidden away. It wasn't the fact that Calix himself had touched him that had surprised or shocked Ace, it was being touched in general. Usually just knowing of his species was enough to keep others a good arms length away from him, and his personality just helped to increase that impenetrable bubble around him. Yet here was this omega, openly reaching out to him, and he realized his distress must have shown on his face because the other seemed genuinely concerned. His feathers ruffled once more at that look on the omega's face, unsure of what to do with Calix looking at him like that. In fact if anything, the temperature probably increased in the room, and Ace felt a heat on his face, specifically in the cheek area, that he was unused to. Fucking useless suppressants.

He tucked his wings against his back, they were still too unsettled for him to call them away and hide them away from view again, so he went for the second best option of making them appear as small as he could. Not an easy task. He had half a mind to reach down for his briefcase once more, going to take a few more of the medicine he had within considering a being like him couldn't exactly die of an overdose or really be harmed at all by taking too many when his hands were suddenly occupied with a warm cup of tea.

Blinking rapidly for a moment at the other's sudden actions, he finally got himself together enough to look over to where Calix had bounded over to the fridge and was shuffling through a box within for something, Ace wasn't exactly sure. He heard the librarian huff loudly before grabbing the whole box and coming over to sit cross-legged in front of the Fallen. Ace, surprised at the usually shy man's actions, finally moved his feet from the coffee table and sat up on the edge of the sofa, dark gaze on the dark haired man. His head cocked to the side as his eyes met with Calix's and his intentions became clear to the Fallen. He wanted him to eat something, something from his own lunch box. The whole situation was so...omega-like he couldn't stop the small smile from lifting the corners of his lips. Here was Calix trying to support and provide for an alpha like himself, it made Ace realize how much he had given himself away earlier with his aggravation and unsettlement.

Reaching a pale hand down he gently lifted an apple out of the box, examining it for a moment before bringing his gaze back down to the librarian. "You know that my kind doesn't need to eat, right?" he asked softly, feeling better just with Calix's actions rather than his food, though the warmth hadn't left the room. "Though it's a very sweet gesture."