Song Bird 3: Redemption
It was silent the first few days afterwards - but in the good way. Rev hadn't been this happy in so many months. Tech was there, with him in everything he did! From passing the food at the dinner table (yes! He was sitting at the dinner table eating with him for real, not just for show), to whispering to him his new idea for an invention - which was his first idea for anything since 'that day'; and of course, when they dared to touch each other again two weeks later, Tech was there, in the moment with him... and it was spontaneous, a truly random event that found Rev between his quivering legs and staring into scared eyes even as his lips whispered for him to continue.
Rev hadn't closed his eyes. He stared down at him, his fingers looping and kneading his fur. He cooed softly in his throat and his feathers rustled the moment one of Tech's thighs pressed against his waist and urged him on, hands moving over his shoulders and across his back, his tongue darting out to lap at his throat.
He moved slow - too slow in fact, they never did technically consummate in that position, they had found themselves pressed together, shuddering together as their last threads snapped and they released in a gasping and quivering mass with beak to muzzle. They ignored the wetness between them and opted instead to curl close and Tech whisper fearfully an 'I love you' against his shoulder.
They spend another two months alone in the desert, whispering late into the nights, slowly coaxing Tech away from his fears and urging him to go back to his normal routines. They even talked to the team via comm-link. It had terrified Tech at first and he had left the conversation halfway through to hide in his lab, but over time he was finally able to smile at Ace and Slam, and mean it when he said, 'Good to see you too'. Rev had swelled in pride then, so proud of him for overcoming his nervousness.
Then one chilly day with a grisly sky that threatened rain for the first time that year in the desert, it was decided they should return. Rev had curled up on the bed with him, holding him close to his chest and listening to Tech voice fears of what might happen. He was so focused on the 'what ifs' that he forgot about the fact they were their friends and would be happy to see them once more. Stroking his fingers through his fur and scratching at his ears, Rev had peeked down at the coyote in that moment and smiled to him and had said: "I'll be by your side no matter what happens, all right?"
Tech had fallen asleep soon after with a sigh of contentment.
But it was still terrifying the moment Tech stepped foot into HQ and stared at his teammates gathered before him. Granted, he didn't break out into a cold sweat, hyperventilate or run away with irrational fear, but it was still hard to not allow himself to flash back to those moments almost nine months ago.
He shook their hands, offering a weak smile to Ace and Slam. He hugged Lexi back as she bounced into his arms, and him and Duck grunted and then promptly ignored each other as was their typical greeting - but even Rev had to smile at the quick up and down look Duck gave Tech as though just to make sure he was indeed all right. Who knew Duck had a heart.
"So, how ya feelin'?" Ace offered a scared smile, rubbing the back of his neck.
Nodding, Tech glanced away then back to him. "Uh, great... doin' better." He mumbled.
Ace bobbed his head and peeked over to Lexi who nodded her head and he turned back to Tech. "I uh... know it was hard-"
"Don't." Tech snapped, shaking his head; then he smiled, perhaps the most geniuine smile that was both honest, gentle, and heartbreaking. "It's behind us now. Forget it."
Ace's brows knotted together. He looked ready to say something but he snapped his mouth shut and nodded instead.
Sticking his hand out, Tech held his hand ready, his back straightening and his shoulders pushed back.
Smirking, Ace took his hand and shook it firmly, smiling at him. "Right, good ta have ya back, Tech."
"It's good to be back." Tech nodded, swelling with confidence and erasing the irrational fears he had originally felt.
Slam shuffled up, large, fat tears in his eyes and a quivering lower lip.
Tech did feel a moment of brief hesitation, but soon, the large beast was clapped on the shoulder and Tech was then scooped up and buried in a bear hug of the Tasmanian devil variety. He squirmed but managed to keep from shouting in panic, and perhaps Slam felt that, for he quickly released him and smiled sheepishly, babbling and grunting a few words before he chuckled and shuffled off - right to the kitchen.
Tech stood there awkwardly - it wasn't like he didn't know how to be around them, but he didn't know what to say to them. The same ugly topic hung in the air between them, and Rev inched forward to lace his fingers through the coyote's faintly shaking hand. The instant relief could be felt between the two, and Tech turned to him with a faint smile and a grateful look upon his face. At least he would have Rev by his side to help him weather through the rough patches of finding that rhythm in life between their team mates. Yeah; he was a rather lucky coyote indeed.
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Author’s Reflection: You made it! I must ask, what did you think? I know it was scary and gut wrenching, but what did you think? Was it realistic? I know the idea of a Tech being so distraught and nervous was weird and very out of character, but I wanted something real, a drastic change for a horrific event in his life. And Rev, that devoted bird… he went through hell and back to try and help Tech, and I’m glad he knows how lucky he is to have him.
Well… thanks for reading and if you feel inclined, drop me a review, I wouldn’t mind knowing if the ending worked out for the story as a whole. I’m still nervous about this story being read but only because it’s so intense and hardcore. Yet… I like it too much to let it sit and gather dust. Thank you for all of you who stuck through the hard times and read this to the end. You’re devotion will be rewarded with a fluffy TechRev here in the near future. Thank you!
~Melissa the Damgel
Rev hadn't closed his eyes. He stared down at him, his fingers looping and kneading his fur. He cooed softly in his throat and his feathers rustled the moment one of Tech's thighs pressed against his waist and urged him on, hands moving over his shoulders and across his back, his tongue darting out to lap at his throat.
He moved slow - too slow in fact, they never did technically consummate in that position, they had found themselves pressed together, shuddering together as their last threads snapped and they released in a gasping and quivering mass with beak to muzzle. They ignored the wetness between them and opted instead to curl close and Tech whisper fearfully an 'I love you' against his shoulder.
They spend another two months alone in the desert, whispering late into the nights, slowly coaxing Tech away from his fears and urging him to go back to his normal routines. They even talked to the team via comm-link. It had terrified Tech at first and he had left the conversation halfway through to hide in his lab, but over time he was finally able to smile at Ace and Slam, and mean it when he said, 'Good to see you too'. Rev had swelled in pride then, so proud of him for overcoming his nervousness.
Then one chilly day with a grisly sky that threatened rain for the first time that year in the desert, it was decided they should return. Rev had curled up on the bed with him, holding him close to his chest and listening to Tech voice fears of what might happen. He was so focused on the 'what ifs' that he forgot about the fact they were their friends and would be happy to see them once more. Stroking his fingers through his fur and scratching at his ears, Rev had peeked down at the coyote in that moment and smiled to him and had said: "I'll be by your side no matter what happens, all right?"
Tech had fallen asleep soon after with a sigh of contentment.
But it was still terrifying the moment Tech stepped foot into HQ and stared at his teammates gathered before him. Granted, he didn't break out into a cold sweat, hyperventilate or run away with irrational fear, but it was still hard to not allow himself to flash back to those moments almost nine months ago.
He shook their hands, offering a weak smile to Ace and Slam. He hugged Lexi back as she bounced into his arms, and him and Duck grunted and then promptly ignored each other as was their typical greeting - but even Rev had to smile at the quick up and down look Duck gave Tech as though just to make sure he was indeed all right. Who knew Duck had a heart.
"So, how ya feelin'?" Ace offered a scared smile, rubbing the back of his neck.
Nodding, Tech glanced away then back to him. "Uh, great... doin' better." He mumbled.
Ace bobbed his head and peeked over to Lexi who nodded her head and he turned back to Tech. "I uh... know it was hard-"
"Don't." Tech snapped, shaking his head; then he smiled, perhaps the most geniuine smile that was both honest, gentle, and heartbreaking. "It's behind us now. Forget it."
Ace's brows knotted together. He looked ready to say something but he snapped his mouth shut and nodded instead.
Sticking his hand out, Tech held his hand ready, his back straightening and his shoulders pushed back.
Smirking, Ace took his hand and shook it firmly, smiling at him. "Right, good ta have ya back, Tech."
"It's good to be back." Tech nodded, swelling with confidence and erasing the irrational fears he had originally felt.
Slam shuffled up, large, fat tears in his eyes and a quivering lower lip.
Tech did feel a moment of brief hesitation, but soon, the large beast was clapped on the shoulder and Tech was then scooped up and buried in a bear hug of the Tasmanian devil variety. He squirmed but managed to keep from shouting in panic, and perhaps Slam felt that, for he quickly released him and smiled sheepishly, babbling and grunting a few words before he chuckled and shuffled off - right to the kitchen.
Tech stood there awkwardly - it wasn't like he didn't know how to be around them, but he didn't know what to say to them. The same ugly topic hung in the air between them, and Rev inched forward to lace his fingers through the coyote's faintly shaking hand. The instant relief could be felt between the two, and Tech turned to him with a faint smile and a grateful look upon his face. At least he would have Rev by his side to help him weather through the rough patches of finding that rhythm in life between their team mates. Yeah; he was a rather lucky coyote indeed.
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Author’s Reflection: You made it! I must ask, what did you think? I know it was scary and gut wrenching, but what did you think? Was it realistic? I know the idea of a Tech being so distraught and nervous was weird and very out of character, but I wanted something real, a drastic change for a horrific event in his life. And Rev, that devoted bird… he went through hell and back to try and help Tech, and I’m glad he knows how lucky he is to have him.
Well… thanks for reading and if you feel inclined, drop me a review, I wouldn’t mind knowing if the ending worked out for the story as a whole. I’m still nervous about this story being read but only because it’s so intense and hardcore. Yet… I like it too much to let it sit and gather dust. Thank you for all of you who stuck through the hard times and read this to the end. You’re devotion will be rewarded with a fluffy TechRev here in the near future. Thank you!
~Melissa the Damgel