Error was sitting in front of his two mates. They gently brushed his wings, grooming them and caressing them. They showed him a love he could only replicate. He sat on his legs with his feet right under his rear end. His back straightened out but leaned a bit forwards to counterbalance his wings, though it was starting to get painful bor his legs and straining his back. He had been sitting there for half an hour unmoving. He shifted a bit wanting to change his position. He leaned forwards and felt two hands grab his wings one pinching a nerve the other clenching so hard it was painful. Error moved so he no longer sat on his legs and instead sat crisscrossed the movement pulling at his wings and bringing him a slight amount of pain. The two hands soon let go and the grooming continued. The smaller felt the pain in both his wings from where they had held him. He sat there for another 10 minutes before they were done. Bill and Hate got up but when Error tried to get up he was yanked down again.
"No dear. Your back needs to rest," Bill said as he picked up the smaller. Error didn't fight it. His back hurt like hell and his wings were sore from keeping the position for so long. Error was cradled. He was carried into their room and placed on the gigantic pillow and wrapped in a blanket. They wrapped him in a way that heavily restricted his movements but error was used to it. He was completely incapacitated. His wings curled up against his back and his body curled up restrained. The wrapping was tight and he would be left like that for up to 2 hours after a grooming session. Thought he would rarely be left for that long. Bill gently kissed Error's forehead and Hate his cheek. Both left him on his own to rest. Error lay motionless on the pillow with another under his head and wrapped in two blankets keeping him warm. Slowly he fell asleep like he always did while wrapped. Bill and hate were walking out. They had no feelings for each other but were good friends. They also had certain jobs at the mansion. Bill was the owner and got both resources and servants for the mansion. Meanwhile, hate would keep everyone in check and punish any disobedience. Error was safe in their room no one was allowed in there. Bill and hate kept that clean on their own. They both left to do their jobs. An hour passed and Error woke still wrapped up. He could free himself but his mates would not be too happy about it. Even though their soulbond told them exactly where he was they preferred to act as if the bond weren't reliable. The smaller one just laid there staring at the ceiling. He was comfortable and in no pain. His body had calmed down a lot and all the stress it had experienced while grooming was gone. Bill entered after another 10 minutes gently unwrapping the smaller who shivered a bit. Bill smiled and kissed his mate's soft cheek while rubbing his belly. Error always and an ecto stomach summoned because his mates loved to rub it. The smaller smiled at the affection he loved so much. The one thing he could never get enough off. Bill smiled at the others' purrs. It was something error did unconsciously and Bill was sure error didn't even know he could purr. Bill walked out and error followed behind him happily. Hate soon found them and held a plate for error. The smaller smiled as he walked with hate. The amount of food was huge and error wouldn't be able to eat it all. He was brought to the dining room and seated, both looking at him softly. Bill feed error while hate gently hugged the other keeping him close. The alphas knew how much pain the other had experienced and didn't let him do anything on his own. There were two reasons one being that when they first took him in error didn't know anything about basic living requirements. They fed him bathed him dressed him and generally took care of him. They never stopped taking care of him even though he now could do most of those things himself. They continued feeding error which was a huge portion for him but a large one for them. It didn't take long for error to feel full the alphas knew it yet they didn't stop feeding him. Hate had moved to error and sat on his lap. Error's wings weren't in the way as hate held his mate's arms so he couldn't try and push the food away. Error was dangerously skinny and while it was better than when he first arrived they would still prefer if he gained a nice amount of weight around 10 kilos at least. Hate held the smaller's arms and prevented him from moving. Thought Hate could feel Error try and move away to lean away from the food. Hate tightened his grip on error and grabbed one of his mate's rips through the clothing holding it in an iron grip. Bill too wasn't too happy with his mate's refusal to eat the food. Bill grabbed error's chin and forced open error's mouth placing the fork in his mate's mouth and forcing error to swallow. They couldn't just let him stop eating. The food was laced with a drug that kept error weaker than them. If he didn't eat all the food then he wouldn't get the entire dose. Bill force-fed error like that until error hadn't been able to swallow. This really pissed off both of them. Bill grabbed error's jaw pressing down hard until it bruised. A loud crack was heard as Hate cracked one of error's rips. Error was crying and struggling.
