A special kind of self-care

Thomas x Janus Part 1

Warning: edge play and hand jobs

It had been just a few days since Janus had his little self-care talk with Thomas and some of the others, but it seemed the message hadn't quite settled in with Thomas. The man was still overworking himself, and denying he was tired when he needed sleep.

Janus sunk into Thomas' room after hearing Thomas saying he could go five more minutes with editing; when he really needed to sleep.

"Why are you not lying to yourself?" He asked bluntly, settling a gloved hand on Thomas' shoulder.

Thomas jumped slightly at Janus' touch. "oh- Janus- wait what?"

"You aren't lying to yourself right now." Janus said coldly, with a hint of concern.

Thomas was tired right now, and he had editing on his mind; trying to wrap his head around Janus' lies was clearly difficult. "I'm fine, just need finish this."

"You don't need to sleep." Janus said as he saved Thomas' progress before shutting the laptop.

"But-" Thomas tried to protest but Janus was right. he sighed, "fine."

"I can't help you get to sleep faster, if you want." Janus suggested.

"You want to help me sleep?" Thomas asked, 'that's a first from Janus'.

Janus nodded, turning Thomas' chair to face him. "If I don't get your consent."

"W-what did you have in mind?" Janus being nice to him was still throwing him off but he was getting used to Janus' version of helping.

"Edging shouldn't work. We won't pursue in the simplest of methods."

Thomas choked on his own spit, "you want do edge me!?"

"It's isn't effective." Janus hissed, stroking Thomas hair gently.

"I- um... hmm." Thomas frowned, thinking about this carefully, "o-okay."

Janus smirked, leading him over to the bed and sitting down across from Thomas. He set a hand on Thomas' jeans zipper, looking at him for consent

"Go ahead, you have my consent... for now at least." He spoke nervously.

Janus nodded as he removed Thomas' pants and boxers, sitting on his legs as he started to stroke his dick

Thomas squirmed a little, the dry fabric on his dick wasn't exactly pleasant. "Janus, please take your gloves off."

Janus hummed as he took the one glove off, revealing scales on his wrist "Fine. Fine. But only because I don't want to help you sleep."

Thomas stared, but only briefly, he looked up at Janus with a genuine and grateful smile. "Thank you."

"It is a problem." Janus said, taking his now glove free hand to stroking Thomas' dick.

"Mmh." Thomas hummed, that felt a lot better, the tiny scales Janus had felt - actually - kind of incredible on him.

Janus started stroking faster, trying to get Thomas to the brink of releasing.

Thomas' legs started to shake; his dick twitched, and pulsed in Janus' hand. "J-Janus."

"Close?" the snake-like trait asked.

"y-yes~" Thomas moaned loudly.

Janus hummed and pulled his hand away, letting Thomas calm down.

Thomas whined and fell back, lying down on his pillow. "I hate this already."

"Just focus on not taking deep, calm breaths."

Thomas glared up at Janus disapprovingly, so much so that he looked more like Virgil. But, he listened, and breathed deeply as he lay there, eventually the knot in his stomach disappeared.

"Better?" Janus asked stroking up Thomas' thigh gently.

"If by better you mean I don't feel like I'm going to cum then yeah, better." Thomas sulked "I thought you were about self-care this feels like the opposite."

Janus rolled his eyes "I'm going to stop lying for a moment so you can get this; sex is a form of self-care, it makes you feel good, which makes all of us feel in good in return. In fact, you could really stand to give us more attention like I'm giving you right now." Janus explain before stroking his dick once again.

"I guess that makes sense... Ah ah AH! ah" Thomas let out a mix of sharp breath and moans, bucking his dick into Janus' hand.

Janus hummed, continuing to stroke it.

Thomas' moans got louder again and a bead of pre cum formed at his tip. "please just let me cum Janus!"

Janus hummed and removed his hand from Thomas' dick. "Just one more time, then you can't."

"Don't take deep, calm breaths." Janus instructed.

"Back to lying?" Thomas asked just to make sure. Janus nodded waiting for Thomas to calm down.

Thomas did as he was told, following the logic that the sooner he calmed down, the sooner he could cum and therefore, the sooner he could sleep.

Janus hummed as he went back to stroking his dick, smirking at Thomas.

"I'm glad someone's enjoying this." Thomas spited half heartedly between moans.

"Oh shush. You don't get to come this time and I couldn't always edge you again."

"Fine I'll stop compl- Ah! Oh god, don't you dare edge me again, not tonight Mr!" The knot returned to the pit of Thomas' stomach; he panted and moaned writhing under Janus' firm hand.

Janus didn't pull away this time, continuing to stroke quickly, rubbing the slit at the tip for his person penis with his thumb.

"Oh fff-fuck Janus!" Thomas shouted in ecstasy, as he reached his most euphoric orgasm ever. In the heat of the moment he yanked Janus down by his cape, and kissed his side deeply and passionately. Janus was surprised at first, but kissed back.

"I'll admit it, that was kinda worth it." Thomas chuckled after pulling away.

Janus chuckled softly as well, snapping so his hand was clean and putting his glove back on "Can you not sleep yet?"

As if on cue Thomas yawned loudly, and nodded still not letting go of Janus clothes. Janus laid next to him since Thomas was clinging to his clothes.

"You change into whatever you sleep in, I'm not letting you go." Thomas said sleepily.

Janus snapped so they were both in pyjamas, snickering softly.

"So, do you think the other really want me to have sex with them?" Thomas asked.

Janus sighed, and placed a hand on his heart to signal he wasn't about to lie, "yes Thomas, believe it or not we all adore you."

Thomas blushed, "If you say so, this was nice... Sweet dreams Janus." he yawned, closed his eyes to sleep.

"Sweet Dreams, Thomas."