Conceivable
By Willa Okati
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But it’s not all fun and games. Jory’s body wants all the sex it can take, but it isn’t cooperating with conception. And the fluctuating hormones are making Jory a little crazy. Darius’s got to figure out how to save the day and to tell his best friend he wants to be more than friends, for keeps.
What do you do with a drunken sailor? Take him home, build a nest, and get him pregnant… if you can.
Willa Okati
Willa Okati can most often be found muttering to herself over a keyboard, plugged into her iPod and breaking between paragraphs to play air drums. In her spare time (the odd ten minutes or so per day she's not writing) she's teaching herself to play the pennywhistle. Willa has forty-plus separate tattoos and yearns for a full body suit of ink. She walks around in a haze of story ideas, dreaming of tales yet to be told. She drinks an alarming amount of coffee for someone generally perceived to be mellow.
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Conceivable - Willa Okati
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Chapter One
What did you do with a drunken sailor?
Why, anything you wanted, that’s what. You could tie him up tight with a crimson ribbon, dip him in a pool of melted butter, run him through a room of screaming fire alarms, and when he got done with all that, then you could tuck him in bed with an Alpha’s lover. And every last bit of it sounded fine when sung at the top of three dozen-odd throats at Happy Hour on a Friday evening in MacInnes’s pub.
Better still when Darius could raise his mostly empty glass and swing it in time with the song. Best of all when tucked into a booth with his best friend beside him, warm as toast and smelling faintly of Omega and largely of burnt-sugar whiskey.
As weeknights went, this was a good one.
The last lines of the chorus were still echoing off the ceiling when someone who fancied himself a soloist stood on top of a table and started belting out a boozy version of Danny Boy.
He got a few catcalls and the occasional coaster tossed at him, but he had a decent deep tenor, and most of the rowdies settled down to listen. Darius included.
Still laughing, still warm, he slid back into the booth he shared with Jory and kicked his legs forward to tangle their feet together. Best friends -- closer than blood since they’d met in another bar on weekend passes five years back -- they’d always been in each other’s space ever since. Didn’t bother them any that Darius was an Alpha and Jory an Omega. Darius was Navy and Jory part of the Peace Corps, sure, but the military kept everyone on hormone suppressants to cut down on hanky-panky in the ranks, so what did it matter?
Another round?
Darius asked when their impromptu soloist paused to drown his own thirst.
Redheaded and usually fair as cream, Jory’s cheeks were cherry pink tonight from the two whiskies and a pint of Guinness he’d already downed, but he gave Darius a blazing grin and raised his empty glass. You’re on. And I mean it, you’re on. Last round was mine.
Was it? Darius shrugged, not bothered either way. They always took turns. He halfway stood to wave at their waiter -- a friendly Beta who could pull pints fast as lightning strikes -- then thumped back down in a comfortable slouch. Jory, still grinning, made him laugh. Made him content. Being around him made something inside Darius feel… satisfied. Good.
So,
he said, after tipping back his empty glass in search of just a few more drops. You were saying, about the kids, before that racket started up?
Jory had gone into teaching kindergarten after getting out of the Reserves, and taken to it like a duck to water.
That they’re adorable. Today I had to teach one of them not to lick the drinking fountain because that wasn’t how it worked. Also? ‘Racket’ my hindquarters, you love it.
Jory’s smile shone softer, warmer, teasing. As if you weren’t singing along.
Darius bent his head, only a little sheepish and only for half a second. He came up with a glint in his eye and clinked his glass against Jory’s. Shut up.
Jory clinked back. He knew this game. You shut up.
Bite me.
Needs ketchup.
Kiss my ass.
Jory laughed. Bend over!
Their pert, pretty little Beta waiter -- what was his name… Adam? -- rolled his eyes as he swung by their table with two full glasses. Drown yourselves in these, would you?
He softened his words with a gentle love tap on the back of Darius’s dark head and a rustle through Jory’s auburn tangle. Drink up, boys, order some more, and leave a good tip. I’ve got bills to pay!
Good thing I have a steady job,
Darius remarked as Adam sped away. He’d left the Navy a year after Jory mustered out and would have settled where his best friend did regardless, but he thanked his lucky stars Jory had picked Roanoke Rapids, North Carolina. Made finding work on the water easy, and Darius had settled into a good hands-on position at the lake. Solid work that left him aching with sore muscles every day, but satisfied down to the bottom of his soul. Or I wouldn’t be able to afford taking my best friend out for booze-ups at fancy joints like this.
Jory wrinkled his nose. "Speaking of kids, how are the new hires you were talking about?"
Eh, there’s a few bright stars,
Darius said with a shrug. Some better than others. Time will tell. But they do already know how to use the water fountains. Probably.
They’re not as cute as a baker’s dozen of toddlers, though.
Darius waggled one hand to and fro. They probably think so, especially when they’re out looking to score some tail, but nope.
Jory nodded in satisfaction. Darius had always liked his friend’s face, not exactly handsome but friendly and open but with fine, well-shaped bones. Very dissimilar to himself, with his tall leanness, his longer features and darker complexion. His general attitude was sharper-edged, more serious. But whenever Darius got too stuck in his head, Jory pried him out, and whenever Jory’s warm heart got a little too bruised, Darius was there to pick him up and settle him down.
What he’d do without Jory in his life, Darius didn’t know. And he didn’t want to know.
Darius downed his drink and wiped the Guinness foam away with a sigh of satisfaction. So did the kid wrap his head around how water fountains work, in the end?
Hmm?
Darius cocked his head. I said…
But Jory’s attention had drifted. He did that sometimes -- wandered off in thought and lost himself in daydreams. Darius didn’t worry about it, as he always came back, but every now and again it was interesting to try and track what’d caught Jory’s fancy. He let his gaze go slightly out of focus, turned toward Jory’s line of sight, and…
Ah. There it was. Courting couples. Of which there were plenty, no matter where you went, but especially in MacInnes’s when the beer was flowing and the whiskey bit back. Darius followed Jory’s regard, jumping from pair to pair.
First an Omega couple -- interesting, you didn’t see that too often -- in their, hmm, mid sixties? Yes, and comfortable with each other in a way that said they’d been an odd couple for decades. Nice. From there, a couple of Betas who were plainly just friends, but with a few saucy benefits like the hands tucked in each others’ back pockets. A thirtyish Omega buying a jar of spicy brined pickles for a laughing Alpha who rode him piggyback and kissed his ear, and a widower Darius knew who always drank one Long Island iced tea with a picture of his mate on the table with him.
Humanity, in all its infinite variety.
And then, something Darius knew Jory would zero in on as special. An Alpha with an Omega on his arm, the two of them so in love it almost rang from the rooftop and echoed in everyone’s ears. Total hearts in their eyes, and eyes only for each other. Young, maybe on the uphill climb to twenty-five, but the Alpha had a toddler on one hip and the Omega’s stomach was proudly curved, maybe six months gone with a second cub. He rested one hand on the swell, an unconscious gesture but one that spoke of pleasure and pride. His Alpha glanced down and wrapped his free arm around the Omega’s shoulders, giving him a cuddle.
Darius shook his head, but with a lopsided smile. The whole effect was so sweet it’d give a man diabetes, but he wouldn’t complain too much about it. He glanced at Jory to see that Jory had noticed him in turn. Busted?
Nosy,
Jory said, giving his shin a gentle nudge under the table.
Look who’s talking.
But that’s all right,