Gym slut: the family (Inar’s POV)

A/N: Hi there my lovelies, last week’s poll was very, very close together but Gym Slut won by a lil, so here we have it. I was going to be mean and not tell you what happened because that was supposed to be Inar’s chapter, but I decided it would be fun to see what y’all think of his POV. So here we have it, you can now know how messy the situation really is. Enjoy!

Inar (orc) x fem!reader || teasing, SFW

Inar woke up when he heard the gasp of his mate, and weirdly, the voice of his… mom? “Look at that! They are so cute! Honey, take a picture so we can immortalize this moment.” Oh no. Oh shit. That meant she wasn’t alone.

Oh, for fuck’s sake, don’t let it be Lea, please, he begged whoever was listening in the universe.

He heard the flash of a camera followed by the laughter of his older sister. Why had it to be Lea? Why not any other of his sisters? Lea always made fun of him for being a gym bro, and now she was going to make even more fun of him because of how stupid he was acting. Fuck.

He blinked his eyes open, his head still resting against your legs. His throat felt sore after the coughing and even though he felt better with his mate right by his side, the fact that some of his family was in his house, meeting his mate… The mate who didn’t know she was even his mate. Fuck. This was going to get ugly real fast.

“What are you doing here?” He choked out, his heart beating so fast it was about to escape his chest. He then remembered how his mom called and said something about making him soup. Fuck, he forgot completely when you arrived, his whole brain melting as soon as you were in his space.

Your sister huffed, looking at you two with the biggest smirk on her green face. “Is that how you speak to your family? What is your mat-” He coughed loudly to stop her. He knew this would happen. He knew they would spill the tea as soon as they met you, that’s why he’d been refusing your mom’s invitations over Sunday lunch since you two met. Fuck. He wasn’t good enough to deal with this.

Lea and his mom shared a look, and they shut up, looking between you two with a knowing aura around them. His mom was the first to break the silence: “How is my baby doing?” Her voice was honey sweet, making him blush deeply. There he was, being talked like a baby in front of you.

“I’m not your baby, mom,” he complained with a groan. “I’m old enough to have my own babies, not that I want them,” he rapidly say knowing his mom would take that as an offering of grand-babies. He wasn’t ready for kids, he didn’t even know if he ever would want kids. He had enough with the ones at the hospital, he adored kids, but most of the time he preferred to spend his time doing child-free activities.

He sat up, his head dizzy at the sudden movement. He groaned in pain and everyone looked at him with worry. He still felt sick and he wanted nothing more than to snuggle with you and send his family away. But he couldn’t do that, he could smell his mom’s soup from there and he really, really, really wanted some of it. He loved soup, okay?

“I should probably go,” you said, tension clear in your tone as the two orc women turned to look at you at the same time. He looked at you, too, his eyes turning soft as soon as he realized how nervous you were. “I have work to do and…” You stuttered.

“Stay?” He asked softly, his hand caressing your cheek as the two orc women giggled. He looked at them with murderous eyes, and that only made them laugh harder. He returned his eyes to you and smiled, a tiny little elevation of his mouth, framed for his tusks as he begged: “Please.”

You looked at him intensely, and he saw the exact moment you realized you were going to say yes. He leaned down and kissed your forehead, not wanting to risk you getting sick (more than he did already giving you some of his food). He blamed that on his sick brain, because he knew better, he was a nurse for fuck’s sake. He tried to pour all his love in that tiny contact, but the spell was broken when his mom and big sister cooed.

“They are so cute!” Lea exclaimed, making him glare back at her.

“Stop, you two,” he grunted. “You are going to scare her away.” They only smiled bigger, hands raised in a placating gesture as they moved to the kitchen.

“I made you soup, Inar,” his mom said before disappearing into the kitchen. Lea followed behind, turning around at the last moment to shoot you a wink. You blushed hard as Inar sighed.

“Be right there, mom!” He called out. “I’m sorry for that,” he added, looking at you, his hands resting on your neck as he pressed his forehead against yours in a tender gesture. Your heart was beating rapidly, so loudly he could hear it. But he wasn’t about to tell you that, didn’t want you to be even more embarrassed.

“Why are they here?” You whispered.

“My mom called right before you did and she told me she would make me her special soup, but I totally forgot about it when you showed up. You distract me way too much,” he teased. You smiled at him, your cheeks getting redder.

You grabbed a loose strand of hair and pulled, making him bite his lip as his eyes burned with pent up desire. You matched his teasing tone and asked back: “Is that so?” You both knew you couldn’t do anything about it, not only because his family was there, but also because he was still sick. He needed care, and not in the sucking his dick until your jaw was hurting kind of way.

“Yes, little slut, you distract me greatly,” he whispered that right against your ear and he felt how your whole body trembled. Goddess, he loved how responsive you were to him. It drove him mad.

“How are you feeling?” You asked, tiny worry lines appearing on your forehead. He kissed them, making you smile again. He would do anything to have you smiling at him like that forever.

“Better, still tired, but better,” he answered truthfully. “You helped so much I don’t know how I can repay you. Maybe I can pay you… physically.” the innuendo in his tone was clear and it made you giggle.

“Stop right there, you silly orc. Your mom and sister are here and you are still sick,” you reminded him, as if he needed to be reminded. He could hear their hushed voiced in the kitchen gossiping about one of his cousins. “But I will remind you about it later in time,” you whispered against his ear, your tongue tracing the pointy tip and making him groan low and deep.

His eyes were tender and full of emotions when he answered: “You are a menace.”

“But you like it,” you shoot back, making him smile at you.

“Yeah… I do,” the emotions in his tone were more than clear and he could see the storm of confusion boiling inside of you in your eyes.

“Listen, I’ve been thinking about your question and…” His heart was beating hard again. The question he asked. The question about you being his girlfriend officially. The first step on his stupid plan to make you realize you liked him too much to let him go.

But his mom stopped her from answering. “Inar! The soup is getting cold!” She broke the intimate bubble you two had going. Fuck, he cursed internally. He loved his family more than anything (not more than you, thought), but he hated them a little bit at the moment.

“Keep going,” he urged. He wanted more than anything to know what you were going to say.

The anticipation was gone from your eyes when he looked at you. “We’ll talk later. Your mom is right, your food is probably getting cold and you need your strength back,” you told him, an edge of uncertainty in your words. He pouted, making you giggle as you got up and extended a hand to help him up.

“I’m strong enough to fuck you,” he whispered against your ear as you entered the kitchen. Your face was flaming and his self satisfied smile made you hit his arm, making him laugh.

He sat down in front of the steaming bowl of special soup his mom made. It was a recipe of his great, great, great grandma and was everything good in the universe. He loved all kinds of soups, but the soup his mom made? He would gladly die happy eating it. He felt very strongly about her soup. He drove right in as everyone chuckled at his urgency. You sat across from him, next to his mom, and stared at him eating so you wouldn’t have to face her or his sister.

“So, how did you two meet?” Lea asked, making herself useful scrambling some eggs in a pan.

He choked on his mouthful of soup as you answered: “At the gym, actually. We are the only ones there in the early morning and I had the biggest crush on him, until one day I decided to talk to him and we just… clicked.” That was one way of putting it, he remembered it a bit differently. More like the world tilted his axis the moment he looked at her for the first time, but who cared?

“Aww, that’s so sweet. I’m sure my baby here was a gentleman,” his mom said, making him cough around the spoon, remembering that first time at the gym and how good she was.

His dick twitched in his pants. Think about naked grandmas, about naked grandpas, fuck think about anything but her, he repeated in his head over and over. He couldn’t get a hard on with his mom and older sister in the room, he would never live it down.

“You should come to our Sunday lunch, honey, meet all the family,” your mom said. Your hand stopped midair, scared of the reaction you could have to that amount of commitment. But you didn’t answer because your phone started to ring in the next room. You got up and disappeared to get it.

“You shouldn’t have said that!” He nagged his mom. Meeting them both was enough for you, baby steps.

The ignored him. “She’s so cute!” His mom and sister said in unison, looking gleeful at the door. He blushed, glad and embarrassed at the same time. He knew they were right, his mate was the cutest creature in the universe.

“Yeah, she really is,” he answered as he heard you coming back to the kitchen.

“I need to go,” you said pointing the phone in your hand. “I call you later, okay?” You leaned against him to kiss his cheek, making his sister and mom coo again.

“Okay,” he let out, his eyes sad. He didn’t want you to go. He never wanted you to go. He needed you in his space, in his life, in his bed… he needed to be with you 24/7 and didn’t know how to make that happen. Fuck.

He stared at you as you grabbed your things and accompanied you to the door. He kissed your forehead one last time and patted your ass for good measure, making you giggle as you left.

He returned to the kitchen and was rapidly assaulted by inquisitive eyes. “Why haven’t you told her?” Your mom asked, going right for the neck with that question.

He didn’t want to tell them, but he needed some insight that wasn’t his own. It had been killing him not to tell you, mating a human wasn’t weird, but it hadn’t happened in his family (yet). “We had a weird first time and now… I don’t know. I want to give her time and space to choose me.” His voice was soft and vulnerable. He was worried you would feel any kind of pressure to accept the bond just because he would never find anyone more perfect for him.

Lea sighed as if he was stupid. “That girl is crazy for you, baby bro.”

He stared back at her, not understanding how could she be so sure about that. “How do you know that? Humans don’t feel the mate bond, they don’t know,” he explained his worries. “And I- I shared her the first time we fucked,” he finally confessed, his face flaming in embarrassment. What kind of orc shared his mate? And why did he want to do it again? He must be broken or something. He thought they were going to judge him, but they both burst out laughing.

His mom used the softest voice when she explained: “Baby, each mate-bond is different. As long as you two are in agreement, you can do whatever you want. Nobody is going to think less of you for it. Nobody is going to think less of your bond.” His heart was beating fast, could that be true? His mom continued: “And it’s not even that weird. When I was young I remember your dad and I going to this orc resort where they hosted the greatest orgy I’ve been into…” His mom said, looking dreamy as Lea and he gagged.

“Mom, too much information!” They both said in unison, making his mom laugh until there were tears in her eyes.

“She’s right, Inar. As long as it’s consensual and there’s love between you two it doesn’t matter what your sex-life looks like.” He was confused, Lea wasn’t the one to treat him like an adult, but she was completely serious when she said that, leaving him a bit flabbergasted.

His mom clapped once, claiming their attention. “So, when are you going to tell my new human daughter she has an orc mate?” She urged, the silence responding her.

He didn’t know the answer to that, but the hope inside of him was bright and warm.

Soon.