Domestic Polycule AU

Aching

A week long trip was too long. Far, far too long. They'd never been apart more than a couple of days at a time.

Yes, the rest of his partners were there. Jacob pulled Jasmin into bed during any hour of the day to cuddle his depression away and she let him bury his face between her breasts as long as he wanted while they talked about everything. He loved to talk to Jasmin; just talk. Their relationship was stronger for it.

"Ugh," Jacob mumbled again, pulling her tighter against him. "I need you closer."

"He'll be home soon," She promised him gently. "There's no need to hide away in my titties."

"There's all kinds of reasons to hide in your titties," He chuckled. "Warmth, safety, because I adore the ground you walk on." His heart panged again and his moment of laughter was skewered.

Jasmin tilted his head up and pouted in sympathy. "You miss Alex so bad. It's cute but really sad." He blushed and she kissed his nose. "It's okay, you can cry in my titties too. Safety."

He tried to glare at her but as soon as he took a breath to speak, he had to hide in them anyways. "Ugh, I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm being annoying."

"You're just in love, Jacob," She exclaimed to his defense. "You're not being overbearing." She watched his lip tremble for a moment and hugged him close. "I miss him, too."

It hurt so badly. Maybe it stemmed from the time Alex almost got kidnapped but Jacob couldn't help his longing. He needed to be safe and in his arms. Alex was too precious for the world.

When the front door opened Jacob tensed with anticipation. All he wanted to do was run and tackle him with a reverent hug. He wanted to rock and sway him and then maybe cry some more. It was clingy, but he felt so deeply for him. He wanted him home, back in his bed with his wife and himself. That's where he belonged after all.

But... he was unsure of whether or not he he'd be open to romancing. The unfortunate side effect of little sleep would've made it so a no would hurt his feelings. He'd just have to wait.

Alex smiled at him, but kept his lips sealed. He even tossed him what could be considered a hungry look from him, a full once over.

Jacob slunk to the nearest wall to lightly bang his head against it. He was better about it now, he didn't give himself concussions, but the habit was starting up again. He was so stressed lately.

Alex took a shower, he must have because when he came back out he was dripping wet and naked as the day he was born. "What are you doing?"

Jacob swallowed at the sight alone. He was fighting with everything he had not to attack him. All that skin, all glossy and wet with his blonde hair darkened with moisture, had him getting hard already. "Whatever you want me to."

He never failed to surprise Jacob, ever. Every action of his was genuinely shocking. He strutted up to him with a sparkle in his eyes and started tugging him backwards. "I missed my husband."

Giving him a small smirk, Alex pulled him until he was against the shut bathroom door with Jacob against him. "You aren't gonna say it back? That's a shame," He teased lowly, eyes tracing down his body.

Jasmin pointed out Jacob sometimes became a blank slate when looking at someone he loved deeply and intensely. She said it was a precursor to him wanting to make love, but this time he felt the starving urge to flip the script. "Alex..." His eyes went up to him again, they'd been locked on the obvious bulge and its journey to full mast. Jacob brought a cheek to his to murmur in his ear, "I'm going to break your back if you keep flirting with me. How's the weather?"