Nathaniel was quiet and subdued on the ride home. All the bubbly excitement had faded to a dull nothingness. He was worrying his bottom lip the whole time, and he nodded when they reached the front door of their home. Their home. He reached out to squeeze Alan's hand, giving him a small smile that spoke volumes. Inside, he locked the house and bolted the windows, just because he was so paranoid that Lyle or Lance would come and ruin everything. At least he'd given a police report at the time of the assault, and Alan was a good lawyer. He had to trust that he would handle it.<br/><br/>Nathaniel didn't eat lunch, but instead had wandered up into Alan's room. He didn't often visit his room unless invited, but after they'd come to grip with the situation and his second heat, he found he didn't even want to stay in his room. He was hit like a bulldozer with Alan's scent, soothed and aroused at the same time. His face burned. God what was wrong with him? He couldn't possibly be in heat, could he? No. Nate didn't feel that at all. He was just attracted to him. Hopelessly so. And who was he fooling? Dressing up in nothing but aprons and boxers or skimpy underwear around him when he wasn't in heat.<br/><br/>Feigning innocence just egged Alan on. Worrying his bottom lip more, Nathaniel climbed up into Alan's bed and buried his face into his pillow, inhaling deeply. He stripped out of his clothes and burrowed under his blankets, letting his scent sooth and comfort him. Nate ended up taking a short nap, his mind shutting down from the stress.<br/><br/>But that didn't stop him from waking up with a raging hard on. Nate flushed as he woke up, completely overwhelmed with Alan's scent. Okay so maybe it wasn't such a good idea, so soon after his heat cycle. Biting his lip to stifle his groans, Nathaniel brought the pillow he'd been hugging done to rub his dick on it, wishing he was back on that fuck machine, under Alan's mercy, forced to trust him not to take things too far, but just far enough to drive him out of his mind. He tangled in the bedding, wishing there was something inside him. It wasn't heat; he was just horny as all hell.<br/><br/>To the point he didn't even hear Alan get home.