82- Release

Scott was getting more than a little excited at the afternoon's turn of events. He hadn't heard Ryan make sounds like that in far too long. And to top it all off, for Ryan to give consent to oral? Scott now had one goal. He wanted to hear Ryan's orgasm voice over, and over, and over again.

He started with his gloved hand, and squeezed some lube onto his fingers. He then spread it around Ryan's hole, delighting in the way it puckered just from being rubbed. Ryan was making a little noise, but nowhere near the volume Scott was after. That was okay. They were barely getting started.

The first finger slipped inside earned him a surprised moan. He slipped it in and out, trying to get Ryan relaxed enough for the second finger. He wasn't going to bother getting Ryan stretched since they weren't planning anything more than this. He found Ryan's prostate with practiced ease and teased it gently. Ryan's voice was slowly getting louder. Scott slid a second finger in, making sure to slide it into Ryan's colon. He then scissored his fingers together oh so delicately on the sensitive gland.

"AHHN-!" Ryan's voice echoed off the walls.

"Don't be afraid to let your voice out," Scott encouraged as he applied pressure again. "I'm going to make you feel SO good…"

With control of Ryan's rectum established, it was time for Scott to move on to Ryan's other super sensitive organ. With his free hand, he retrieved the bottle of edible massage oil, and poured just a little bit on the head of Ryan's dick. He stroked it gently, dispersing the slick substance, as Ryan's voice matched his movements.

Scott pulled Ryan's foreskin back. He never could get over how pink and cute the head was. He leaned over, and swirled his tongue around it. The massage oil didn't taste bad. It wasn't as good as chocolate syrup, but it didn't taste bad. Ryan's voice was getting louder by the second. Scott could tell from the way Ryan's sphincter was starting to clamp down around his fingers that he had to be close.

Scott closed his lips around Ryan's penis, applying a little suction. Ryan came almost instantly.

"Well Hot Stuff, I think that might be a new record for you," Scott teased after swallowing the few little drops of ejaculate that came out, "What was that, fifteen seconds?"

Ryan had to catch his breath before he could even think about responding. It didn't help that Scott was still teasing his prostate.

"Feels… so… good…" he panted.

Scott could hardly help the smile that played at his lips. This was an unexpectedly nice way to spend an afternoon! He pulled his fingers out of Ryan's rectum and removed the glove, turning it inside out and tossing it aside. Ryan didn't normally let him do stuff like this, and he wasn't about to let this opportunity go to waste!

He shifted to get a little more comfortable, and planted delicate kisses on the inside of Ryan's thigh. Ryan's smell was always so strong here, and that wonderful scent mixed with that of chocolate and cherries was absolutely amazing! Scott looked up and made eye contact as his kisses turned into licks and gentle nibbles, reveling in the visible shivers it sent through Ryan's body.

Ryan didn't bother trying to keep his voice down at all. They'd already proven Scott's apartment had soundproof walls, so there wasn't any point. Besides, Scott had told him repeatedly how much he loved Ryan's vocal feedback. He couldn't help but moan as Scott started caressing his testicles. He tried not to feel too guilty being on the receiving end of such luxurious treatment. The therapist had been working with him to get him more comfortable with relying on Scott for inconsequential things, especially after he told her about how badly he slept last night because he didn't want to bother Scott for some pain medicine.

Coherent thought was getting more and more difficult by the second though. The sight of Scott's head down at his most sensitive parts, Scott's gorgeous green eyes looking up at him while Scott's unfairly skilled mouth and hands made quick work of shooting pleasure through all his nerve endings…

Scott's mouth was at his penis again… The feeling of Scott's hot breath, and slick tongue… Ryan needed his release so badly! Just a little more! Oh please, just a little more! Oh! Right there! Ah!!

The sound of Ryan's voice as he got closer and closer was music to Scott's ears. The bitter salty goo that filled his mouth while Ryan's face contorted in ecstasy was proof of a job well done. He chose not to swallow this time though, instead spitting it into a tissue. Then he suddenly heard Ryan's breath catch, and looked over just in time to see the first few tears start falling. Scott moved up next to him in an instant.

"Ryan, what's wrong?" he asked softly. "Are you okay? Are you hurting anywhere?"

"I-it felt… so g-good…" Ryan sniffed, "I don't- I don't know why… I'm cr- crying…"

Scott smiled a warm, tender smile and kissed Ryan's forehead, feeling his brief anxiety leave him. He was seriously worried he'd somehow hurt him. He grabbed a clean tissue and dabbed at Ryan's eyes.

"It's okay," Scott assured in a soft voice. "Crying is a perfectly normal response. Did it really feel that good?"

Ryan nodded, and sniffed again. Scott helped him blow his nose, then got him in a more comfortable position, pulling the blankets up to cover his lower half so he wouldn't get too cold. Scott pillowed Ryan's head against his chest and stroked his hair softly.

"I love you." Scott murmured. "I love you. I love you. I love you so much. I love you more than anything in the whole world…"

"I- I love y- you too!"

Ryan couldn't seem to get his crying under control. What Scott just made him feel was amazing, and sure Scott said it was normal to cry, but that didn't mean it made any sense to him. Still, it felt good to cry happy tears for once. He could hear Scott's heartbeat, strong and soothing. Scott loved him. For all the crappy shit life threw his way, he somehow managed to find Scott. And, Scott loved him. And in this one small moment, it was completely overwhelming.

Scott took the whole thing in stride. This wasn't the outcome he was expecting at all, but at least it was a positive one. He continued stroking Ryan's hair, and offering assistance with a tissue when necessary. Eventually Ryan's tears turned into snivels, and then he finally went quiet.

"Better?" Scott asked.

"Yeah… I'm sorry… That was weird…"

"I told you, it's perfectly normal." Scott kissed Ryan's hair. "And frankly, kinda flattering. I wouldn't mind doing stuff like that more often, you know?"

Ryan gave a weary laugh.

"You sound sleepy, Hot Stuff."

"Yeah… Maybe a little, Cuddle Bug."

"You want to lay down for a nap?" Scott suggested. "I bet you'll feel even better after."

Ryan looked up at him. "Maybe, but isn't there anything I can do to make you feel good too? I mean, I know there's not much I can to right now, but there has to be something?"

Scott made a big show of trying to think of something. "Tell you what, you let me hold the urinal for you next time you need the bathroom, and we'll call it more than even, okay?"

Ryan hummed an agreement, and let himself relax further against Scott's chest. The suggestion of a nap sounded really good right about now. Scott helped him lay down, getting all his support pillows in place and adjusting the blankets accordingly. They didn't bother putting Ryan's pants back on. Scott did a quick cleanup of the trash, and as a final measure retrieved Ryan's teddy bear from its isolation on the dresser and tucked it in bed under his fiance's arm. The last thing he did after turning off the lights was to climb into bed on top of the covers next to Ryan.

"Want me to stay with you until you fall asleep?" Scott asked.

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Scott closed the door gently behind him. Ryan was out like a light, but he didn't want to risk waking him up at all. With the next hour or so seemingly all to himself, it was a perfect time to finish up that online course he had to take to keep up-to-date on his certifications. Humming softly to himself, he made his way to the kitchen to make some coffee to help him focus.

Drink now in hand, he sat at the small kitchen table, started up his little laptop, and got to work. There was a small part of him that missed working, but he knew this whole arrangement was temporary. It was bittersweet, but soon enough Ryan would be recovered enough to take care of himself, and Scott would go back to seeing patients. But, Ryan being recovered enough to take care of himself also meant Ryan being recovered enough to go on adventures… Scott could easily think of at least half a dozen weekend getaways he'd love to take Ryan on. All in good time.

In the meantime, there was one other small issue he hadn't figured out how to bring up with Ryan yet, and it involved Ryan's heat cycle. Ryan's heat was due a bit more than a week after he was supposed to get his casts off. No doubt Ryan was going to want to go ahead and get their mating over with, but Scott knew there was no way Ryan was going to be physically able to endure a mating. He'd already checked out a good rehab facility that had a special high security section just for omegas in Ryan's condition. They had an amazing physical therapy program too, he just had to figure out how to convince Ryan it was for the best.

The last thing they needed was for Ryan to end up with another broken bone or some strained muscles right as he was getting ready for recovery.

It killed Scott knowing he would have to wait too.

In the meantime, this refresher slide on yeast infections wasn't going to read itself.

It was easy enough to lose himself in the task at hand once he got started. The familiar information, the links to new studies, the proving of his knowledge… he usually had to do a few of these a year to keep current for his medical license. He didn't mind them. Although, depending on the publisher, the illustrations usually needed help. Sometimes Ryan got a kick out of them too, so Scott made a note of which pages the best of them were on to show to him later.

He was nearly done with his coffee when he heard a phone start ringing. He was quick to go after it, not wanting the noise to wake Ryan before he was ready to get up. It was actually Ryan's phone that was ringing and Scott was pretty sure he recognized the ringtone, which he confirmed by the caller ID before answering.

"Hey Mick," Scott kept his voice low. "Sorry, Ryan's unavailable right now."

"Oh… Well…" Michael's voice on the other end of the line sounded disappointed. "I guess I'll call back later. I was hoping to ask him some advice on something that happened… Is he in the bathroom or something?"

"He had a rough night, so he's taking a nap right now. I don't know when he'll be up. Do you want me to get him to call you back?"

Michael took a little while to respond, almost like he was thinking about something. "Actually, since you're an alpha and all, and Ryan seems to trust your opinion on stuff, is it okay if I talk to you about it?"

Scott retrieved his almost empty coffee cup and went to sit on the couch.

"I don't mind. Go ahead."