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Hawkeye and Trapper groaned as they came in unison, Hawkeye's knot inflating and tying them together.
Trapper pulled Hawkeye down to lay on top of him while they caught their breath and waited, “That was perfect Honey.”
Hawkeye hummed, “glad I could scratch that itch.” He rocked his hips a little, enjoying the feeling of Trapper squeezed around him.
Suddenly the PA came to life “We've got injured in the compound. All personnel report for duty!”
They both groaned.
Trapper moved to grab their clothes, momentarily forgetting about the knot in his ass tying him to his alpha.
Hawkeye moaned, “oh, oh! Trapper, baby, don't move, you're just gonna make it last longer.”
Trapper frowned, “well what are we gonna do? We gotta go do surgery.”
“I know! But we can't go anywhere until I can pull out.” Hawkeye huffed.
Trapper nodded, “I guess we just have ta wait.”
Hawkeye sighed and nodded, “I guess so. Henry better not give any chest cases to Frank.”
Trapper shook his head, “he knows better.”
There was a knock on the door to the supply room, “Sirs?” Radar said from the other side of the door, “wounded in the compound.”
Hawkeye growled a little, “we know Radar. But we're a little tied up at the moment.”
“Oh, well can I help?” He started to turn the doorknob.
“No! No, Radar, don't come in!” Hawkeye yelled, panicked at the idea of traumatizing the kid. He had to suppress a moan when the sudden rush of adrenaline made his knot pulse.
Trapper sighed and called out, “Radar, go get Margaret, and have her bring an ice pack.”
“But sir, she's busy helping with triage right now.”
“Yeah, but if she doesn't come and bring an ice pack we won't be able to help with surgery.”
“Okay. I'll try and convince her to come.” They heard his footsteps running away.
“I hate you,” Hawkeye hissed, “an ice pack?”
Trapper shrugged, “we don't have time for it to go down naturally. You won't be able to relax if you can't go out and help and if you can't relax that thing isn't going to go down.”
“But why'd it have to be Margaret?”
“She's a nurse and she's pack. Would you have rathered I asked him to get Mulcahy?”
Hawkeye sighed, “no, at least Margaret will be able to look us in the eye after. Kelley's a nurse too, and she's pack.”
“Not officially she isn't yet. And she has barely settled in. You really want one of her first memories of her pack being her forcing your knot to go down in the supply room?”
“Fine. Fine. You were right. Margaret's the best option.” Hawkeye deflated a little.
The door opened, “you two better have a good reason for pulling me away from triage like this.” Margaret said as she stepped in.
“Believe me, we would rather we didn't too.” Hawkeye said.
“Did you get the ice pack?” Trapper asked.
“Yes, I did, now what-?” She came around the shelves into view. “You two couldn't have worse timing.” She huffed and without warning she pressed the ice pack to Hawkeye's balls and the base of his cock that wasn't buried inside Trapper. Unavoidably she had to press it to Trapper's ass as well.
Hawkeye did his best but struggled to swallow the scream at the surprise and the cold.
Trapper hissed in discomfort.
Luckily it worked. It caused all of his blood vessels to constrict and shrink away from the cold which allowed Hawkeye's knot to deflate.
He pulled out of Trapper.
Margaret tossed the ice pack aside, “get decent and scrub up. We've already got patients for you too. And you both owe me.”
Trapper nodded, “add it to our tab.”
She rolled her eyes and left so she could scrub as well.
Trapper and Hawkeye pulled on their boxers, t-shirts, and boots and left the rest of their clothes to be gathered later and went to do their jobs.
Frank sniffed when they came into the room, “oh disgusting.”
Henry shrugged, “Frank they're mates. If they're not entitled, who is?”
“Frank thinks we should all remain celibate for the entire war. You know, like he is.” Hawkeye raised his eyebrows in mock innocence.
Frank sputtered and went into the OR.
They finished scrubbing and followed him in.
A little over a week later Margaret heard a light knock on the door.
She got up to answer but when she opened the door no one was there. At her feet there was a small basket. She picked it up and brought it into her tent.
In the basket was a small bottle of perfume, a bottle of nail polish, a bottle of wine, and three Hershey's bars.
There was also a note that said, “thanks for helping us with our ruined evening. Hopefully you can have a better one some time. H & T”
She smiled softly. Hawkeye and Trapper could drive her bonkers but there were times that she was glad the universe had decided they were her pack.
She turned the note over and saw there was a little more writing, “PS don't share the wine with Frank. He doesn't deserve it.” She huffed and rolled her eyes before grabbing one of the chocolate bars and opening it.