Page 13 of Jockstraps & Newspapers
"Fine, I'll come, but I'll complain the whole time—what, no!
Don't tell mom that, that's not what I said!
Yes, I understand. No, I don't want any, I just got dinner with a friend.
I wouldn't want your surgeon food anyway; it probably has cooties or some zombie disease.
" Cassie gave him an apologetic glance, mouthing 'I gotta go. '
He nodded, ushering her with the other hand. "Go, go, I'll see you tomorrow."
She flashed him a smile before scooping up her things and ducking out of the booth…
and thankfully, out of range. He watched her go, chest aching and loins buzzing.
For the first time in a long time, his knot was swollen again and it wouldn't go down.
Barely brushing it with his fingers, in hopes of coaxing it down, made him shiver.
Welp, looks like we're going back to cock cups for practice .
He bemoaned his own comfort, but did not want his lead pipe showing at any point .
If Cassie thought he was unprofessional before, just wait till she smiles at him again and watch his sweatpants rise like a circus tent.
"I'm in trouble," He groaned, hanging his head. His heat meant another thing…he needed to go back home to grab a few things. "Jessie's going to take the piss out of me."
"I s that THE Elliot Bonesaw, gracing us peasants with his presence?
" Jessie Bonesaw laughed as he barreled up the greasy steps of the lower bay.
The garage, Bare Bones Cars it was no surprise he owed more money and Pops got impatient.
“About 300 gold.” Jesse took another swig before glancing at Elliot. “What are you really here for big fella, not that I don't appreciate the company, but it's been a while and I figured you were really busy with training?”
“I was talking with a friend, and she's the middle child you see, and she was talking about how her older sisters make her feel overshadowed and her younger sisters make her feel ungrateful, and I got just the biggest feeling that maybe I needed to come hang out with you more if you were feeling unseen.
I know Pops wanted me to take over the shop and the business but that's not where my heart is, and I wanted to ensure that you didn't feel like maybe you were getting leftovers?” Elliot watched his brother's face, worry pinching his features. Jessie had never asked for anything.
“Ah,” Jessie let out a deep exhale. He used his dirty tank top to dry his face.
“I did when we were younger if I'm being honest, big guy. When you were Pops’ golden child, you got everything.
But then you decided to become a big old meathead and suddenly I'm the good one and you're the disappointment—just kidding.
But for real Elle, it's all good. When we were little?
Maybe a little bit, but now? I'm—I'm doing OK.
I mean Pops has me running the shop and the garage and tools, and I've taken over a few things for him.”
“What things?” Elliot furrowed his brow staring at his little brother in a way he had never stared at him before— curious and with slight fear.
He hadn't imagined for one moment that Jessie would be taking up the family business.
Yet, it made sense. Elliot left completely…
Pops still needed an heir. “You're not doing anything dirty, are you?”
“Don't worry, nothing I do is going to tarnish that pretty boy reputation of yours,” Jessie teased rolling his eyes.
“I'm not worried about my reputation, Jess.
I'm worried about your future. The things that Pops does…
doesn't give you a life of luxury.” Elliot witnessed horrors that he saved his baby brothers from.
Jessie was only three years younger than Elliot, but he was still too young to see Pops come home with a busted lip and a broken rib.
Jessie was not the one who stitched his dad's side up before Mom got home.
Jessie was not the one who lied to Mom about where the money was coming from for months.
Jessie was not the one who had to clean up blood on the garage floor.
“Oh, so I should just become a big ol’ sports star like you, huh? I'm OK with this life Elle. I'm OK with my job and what I do and I'm OK with the consequences so don't worry about me.”
Elliott wanted to argue. Elliott wanted to grab his brother by the shoulder and shake him, hoping he would see reason. Elliott wanted his brother to have a good life. But we don't always get what we want. And sometimes the people we want those things for don't want the same things.
Before Elliot could say any other words, a flash of heat licked under his jaw and ran directly down his chest. Pressure and uncomfortable temperature filled his body, specifically around his hips.
It made his muscles tighten and he licked his lips before tossing back another chug of water.
This heat was going to be the death of him.
Raking his fingers through the fluff between his horns, he tried not to pay attention to the rising tent in his lap.
“You OK? You seem kinda jumpy all of a sudden?” Jessie stared at him with confusion.
“Uh, I am also going through heat.” Elliot cleared his throat and attempted to subtly shift his joggers.
He didn't miss the covered-up snort from Jessie or the way he glanced away with evil glee in his eyes.
It was already embarrassing enough to be uncontrollably horny on a regular basis.
It's much worse to be caught red handed by your younger brother .
“Oof, that's some bad luck.” Jessie pushed off of the couch and stood up, not offering a hand to his brother. “Is that really why you came by was to talk about your heat?”
“No, I was on my way over here to talk to you, I just, unfortunately, also went into heat less than an hour ago.” Elliott was thankful for the fur to cover up his blush as he climbed to his hooves. Jessie shook his head, laughing quietly to himself.
“Well, that sucks for you big guy. Do you need any of the no baby juice?”
“Yes, please.”
“No worries, I have some at the duplex. If you go to get some from Mom, she'll go into an entire rant about how no one in this family wants to have babies and she's going to shrivel up and die before she gets any grandchildren.
It's a little heartbreaking, but mostly insulting.” Jesse motioned for Elliot to follow him as they both left the front of the shop.
With a hard click and a twist of the key, the garage was fully locked up for the night and all of the lights went out.