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The day filters through and classes was dismissed, the first year of UA slowly crowds the entrance of class 1-A in heaps ‘the notorious 1-A huh’ Shinsou thought.
A man with blonde spiky hair stood on the entrance of class 1-A terrorizing the oncomers, the scent of agitation clear in his wake.
Threading forward the words of the blonde became clearer and it struck a nerve through Shinsou, “ I came to see what you kids are made of, true, but I didn’t think you’d be this arrogant” taking a breath Shinsou took calming steps forward, scent neutral “ Are all kids enrolled at the department of heroics this way?”
Donning a neutral face “Why don’t I try pulling the rug out from under those heroic kids while they’re on their high horses? Consider it a declaration of war.” A biting scent of aggression leaked through his glands, challenging the scowling blonde, several others behind the blonde flinched.
Tension practically palpable in the air, until a man with gray spiky hair interjects. Effectively cutting the tension short. Shinsou sighed preparing to draw back when a subtle waft of sweetness caught his nose.
It smells like cherry blossom?? Pointing his nose around, Shinsou tried to identify where the scent is coming from, the school is barren of said tree.
Shrugging he gave up the tantalizing smell and left the scene.
--
Sometimes he wonders why he dealt with this class, from it’s savage homeroom teacher, to rowdy assortments of classmates, Ojiro sighed and took a deep calming breath “patience yields focus” he chanted.
The sports festival is coming up and he’s been busy training for the event, although he can’t help but let a thought wonder ‘leave it to Bakugou to make our lives all the more helpful’ he sarcastically thought.
But now that he’s recalling those days event, he can’t help but be reminded of that strong scent permeating the class. It wasn’t any of his classmates he was sure, he spends enough time with them to be able to tell the difference. It was a new scent, strongly demanding to Ojiro but also very secure. It was the smell of a strong alpha.
Ojiro blushed and shook the thought away ‘no use getting caught up’ there are more important things he should worry about, like the sports festival.
--
It was finally the awaited day of the sports festival, the crowd witnessing the first year was rowdy and abundant, ranging from normal civilians to pro heroes eager to see talented young candidates.
The first to enter the stage was class 1-A of the heroics department, the crowd roared. Excited to see the young talents that defeated the league of villains. Then came class B and class C, D and E from the general education.
Shinsou entered the stage “Man they’re treating us like we’re just their foils or something” a classmate commented, Shinsou couldn’t help but agree. The attention was definitely on 1-A this year.
“NOW, NOW, FAIR PLAY!” midnight announced, successfully catching the crowd’s attention.
As the crowd murmured, Shinsou’s nose piqued upon that tantalizing scent of cherry blossom, its smell bringing warmth to his loins, although he can’t help but notice a spark of worry threading the smell, he let out a low growl in reply to the distressed scent. His classmate flinched, worried.
“Hey, Shinsou isn’t that the guy you threatened?” catching the sight before him was the arrogant blonde haired man standing atop the podium “Sensei” The smell of aggressive alpha clear even from this far “I’m gonna place first” he flatly state, causing an uproar from the other classes. The alphas & betas clearly egged on by the challenge whilst few omegas cower in fear.
Shinsou tried to focus on that tantalizing scent again, only to find it biting with the scent of agitation ‘a feisty one’ he smirked.
--
The obstacle race was finally over with Ojiro placing 11th out of 42 ‘that was a close one! I almost didn’t make it past the cliffs’ he let out a sigh, “Ojiro-kun! You’re amazing! I seriously envy you, I barely passed this round” Hagakure whined, probably distressed, if he can see.
“What matters is that you passed! There are still other rounds you can excel in” he cheered, instinct telling him to comfort the beta.
“Now then! Onto today’s heart-pounding second event!!” midnight cut in, the screen whirred setting tension amongst the victors.
“BEHOLD! The human cavalry battle!!” she announced in glee as the screen stopped, Ojiro sweat dropped.
--
Shinsou smirked ‘this is going to be fun’
Midnight announced the points that each victors placed, being 10 million for the first place. The 15-minute mark rolled in to team up, now all Shinsou has to do is collect valuable pawns for his team.
He managed to pull in two members when he caught whim of that smell, that irresistible pull led him across the field to an appealing omega with blonde hair and a tail with matching blonde tuft “I recall your name was Ojiro mashirao, correct?” the blonde brought his attention towards Shinsou, a warm smile adorned his face “Yea, tha-“ his reply was cut short.
“Ah, did i? I apologize. My focus was elsewhere”
Face rigid and body tense, Ojiro’s become a captive of his now, and something about that brought an instinctual purr inside Shinsou.
--
At the last second Shinsou managed to score 3rd place. “Your hard work was appreciated” he addressed his team members, although his smirk was directed solely to Ojiro, the scent of pleased alpha leaked through causing ojiro to blush bright red “We’ll be in touch” Shinsou concluded and left.
Ojiro still confused in his state, did not follow after the tall alpha.
On the third round Ojiro decided to forfeit, he didn’t feel comfortable attending a tournament he didn’t work hard for. Though he warned class 1-A of the violet haired alpha’s quirk, hoping the little information he knew would help in their success.
The sports festival finally ended with three victors, Ojiro huffed, “Another victory goes to the alphas” as Todoroki, Bakugou and Tokoyami rose in their respected podiums.
--
Two days passed after the festival, Ojiro was seated with his 1-A peers in the cafeteria, when he caught sight of the tall alpha ‘shinsou was it..’ he pondered. He was walking with two other people when he too caught sight of Ojiro, maintaining the briefest eye contact Shinsou averted his eyes, body going tense.
Now that was odd Ojiro thought, he feels concerned despite his feelings towards the alpha.
When the bell that signifies lunch break is over, rang, Ojiro bolted towards the alpha, intent on solving the tension between them.
“Excuse me, Shinsou was it? Can I please have a minute of your time?”
Visibly shaken Shinsou nodded, excusing himself from his friends. They entered a small nook in the hall way shielded from the public eye.
“Why did you choose me?” Ojiro boldly asked.
“Really?”
“w..what??”
“Apologies, it was just uncalled for, I really thought you were going to end me with how much you stared, on lunch break” Shinsou chuckled, pleased to see the red tint spreading his cheeks.
“Ah! I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to… it was just that, I was making sure you wouldn’t bolt when lunch break ended. Or at least I felt that you would if I don’t, you know, keep track of you...” he drawled, blush spreading down his neck, the smell of anxiety apparent.
Shinsou followed the trail down his collar “Well, you looked strong and dependable. And fearless, for an omega” he smirked, deliberately sending out a pleased scent in reply.
Ojiro knew discrimination against omegas still exists. They are paid less than the alphas and betas in the industry regardless of their competence, and some still deals with harassment, to the point where some civilians rejects their service due to their nature. Overall, in today’s society they simply acknowledge and tolerate omegan heroes. Accepting them with half extended arms. So he knew respect is the last thing he’ll get from this cocky alpha. But that doesn’t mean he can’t stand up for himself.
“Well not all omegas cower in the presence of self-absorbed alphas like you!” he spat, scent spiking in anger.
“We can stand up for ourselves just fine and mind you, we are just as capable as you snotty alphas” he rebuked, baring his teeth.
Shinsou was shaken yet again, this omega is simply captivating, and he knows he should take Ojiro’s threat seriously but the strong feeling of content stirring his instinct tells him otherwise.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that omegas are inferior” he interjects “I was just pleased that you didn’t waver from Bakugou’s threat, and accomplishing 11th place on the race is surely an amazing achievement regardless of your status”
“You… You were keeping track of my scent??” he looked almost terrified if it weren’t for the tomato look he was sporting. It was pretty cute actually.
“It stands out more than most” Shinsou genuinely replied, ogling the way Ojiro’s tail wrapped around his leg. That was also very cute.
Seconds pass before Shinsou interrupts the silence, suddenly very sheepish “…I would also like to apologize for brainwashing you on the cavalry battle” he murmured, side-eyeing the wall.
“…Apology accepted” Ojiro gave a small smile, but to Shinsou it rivaled most full-hearted smiles out there.
“Is that all then?”
“Y...yes, sorry for dragging it this long” he fidgets, tail curling between his legs.
“That’s alright, it’s better resolving everything in one go” Shinsou smiled, a genuine one.
“Right! Then, I’ll see you around Shinsou” he smiled and turned to leave. Trailing the scent of cherry blossoms.
“Yeah.. I’ll see you around.”
--
Shinsou didn’t mean to be overly protective and attentive of the omega. He didn’t! He simply wants to keep watch of him, for safety reasons. Even though he knew the omega was capable of defending himself more than he could, he is, in the heroics department after all.
But what about the little trinkets he kept leaving in the blonde’s locker and desk cabinet? Little things like candies to small gifts of a cherry blossom hair tie. He didn’t even know why he bought that hair tie! Does the omega have enough hair to use the thing??? Maybe he was thinking about something else… something involving the tail, yeah that would be cute.
Anyways, he’s always covert about it. Never leaving notes or trails.
Deep down he knew he was trying to court the lovely omega, he wasn’t denying it. Not at all, it’s just that. He feels a lingering fear of rejection. Scared that the omega still harbors hatred towards him. So he kept it this way, unsure how this’ll end.
--
Meanwhile in class 1-A
“Another one?? Why won’t he stop being a creep and just give it to you directly!! Ughh” Hagakure grumbles, witnessing yet another gift on Ojiro’s desk cabinet. This time it’s a cherry blossom keychain. It really was a thoughtful gift, he loves the flower pendant.
“What’s going on? Is someone harassing Ojiro-kun?” Tokoyami asked, concerned.
“Ah, no! It’s not-” Ojiro panicked.
“NO! But it might as well be, if this guy doesn’t man up and court Ojiro-kun right!” Hagakure intervened.
“EXCUSE ME. DID I HEAR THE WORD COURTING AND OJIRO? WHAT” Kaminari screamed from his seat.
“Great…” Ojiro sighed, he really didn’t want to make this a big deal. Or public.
“Wow! Who are they?? Do you have any leads to who it might be??” Jirou questioned, eyes sparkling.
“I don’t specifically know who, but I have a hunch on who it might be” Ojiro smiled, intent on ending this discussion.
“Ojiro-kun! I’m 100% sure it’s that weird brainwashy alpha, no doubt” Hagakure countered, agitated.
“EHHHH??? You mean that Shinsou guy that Midoriya fought??” Kaminari joined.
“How odd, considering he used you as his pawn on the cavalry battle” Yaoyorozu commented.
“True, but maybe he felt a connection or something! Like one of those enemies becoming lovers type of stuff” Hagakure drawled dreamily, clasping her hands if he can see.
“Hey, we’re definitely not enemies. We patched things up after the festival, I went to talk to him, and he apologized” Ojiro smiled at the memory, he certainly was an odd alpha, an odd charming one though.
“Oh my god! Ojiro-kun you’re blushing!! You’re totally falling for him!!!” Hagakure screeched, sleeves making a swooshing motion.
Hagakure ought to tone down a bit, or there won’t be a dignity left in him to salvage.
“Is that his gift?” Yaoyorozu points to the keychain on his palm.
“Y-yeah, at least I think it’s from him”
“That’s a real thoughtful gift, considering you smell like cherry blossom” Yaoyorozu smiled, eyeing the keychain.
“Ah, you can tell? Do I smell strong?”
“Well to me you smell subtle, but to some alphas you might smell stronger than most. Means their instinct responds to your scent, in other words, they are interested.” Yaoyorozu chuckled as a blush blooms down his neck.
“Right” Ojiro clears his throat.
“Hey, you know what would be a good idea? Since he’s trying to court Ojiro-kun, why don’t we lure him out by setting Ojiro with our class alphas?? That way he’s bound to be jealous and act up! Right? It’s the perfect plan” Kaminari huffed, clearly proud.
“Kaminari that’s idiotic, do you really want to deal with aggressive alphas? Let alone an overly protective alpha that’s trying to court an omega??” Jirou eye-rolled.
“Oh my god!! I’m sorry, but I’m with Kaminari everybody! It might be risky but it’s the only way to lure out that alpha!” Hagakure cheered, patting Kaminari’s shoulder as truce. Jirou sighed, clearly done with the situation.
“Uh.. I don’t know about that you guys… I really don’t want to involve anyone into this” he quickly added.
Yaoyorozu pats his shoulder before rising from her seat “If it means helping out a dear friend, than I’ll do it! I’ll be Ojiro-kun’s alpha” she raised a fist, eyes sparkling.
Jirou blanched at the confession “Ehh??? Momo, Are you serious?!”
“I’m sorry Jirou, but the essence of being a hero is to help out a friend in need”
A sigh on the right brought his attention to Tokoyami, who has his hands crossed atop his chest “Yaoyorozu-san, are you seriously putting your relationship with Jirou-san in line for this?” the comment wasn’t meant to be jabbing, but it held a truth in it that dampers Yaoyorozu’s spirit.
“I didn’t mean to… I just-“
“Does that mean you’re opting to be Ojiro’s alpha then, Tokoyami-kun???” Hagakure cuts Yaoyorozu short.
At this point Ojiro has lost hope, dignity buried five feet deep in UA grounds.
“If it will settle your relationship with Shinsou, then I shall”
That’s it. I think he might also been buried alongside his dignity. Hagakure and Kaminari’s shriek ringing in his ears.
--
It’s not unusual to see Ojiro surrounded by people; he has a lot of friends Shinsou likes to think. But he has never seen someone stuck to the omega this much. And it doesn’t help that he’s an alpha.
It’s the birdman that placed 3rd on the sports festival, and he’s been trailing Ojiro ever since, he doesn’t know what happened between them but his alpha doesn’t like another after his omega.
Approaching Ojiro has been a hard task, birdman is practically glued to him, even their scent has merged, and it irked Shinsou. The cherry blossom scent wasn’t as pronounced as it used to be. Now a persistent scent of amber blends in the once sweet scent. It’s driving him crazy.
--
Ojiro doesn’t mind Tokoyami’s company, the alpha was just truly concerned about him being brainwashed and taken advantage of. So he decides to stick around as ‘extra protection’ Ojiro is too polite to refuse, using the company instead to know more about the secretive Tokoyami. Most time Hagakure joins them, but not very often since they’re putting up a front.
Ojiro wasn’t sure if it was working or not; it’s been three days and there hasn’t been any progress. It’s frustrating. Fiddling with the hair tie on his wrist “Tokoyami-kun, is it alright if I went home alone today?” Tokoyami gave a brief nod “Sure, be careful.” And he was off.
That was easy.
Taking his time packing, he went off, only to be halted by Shinsou at the door.
“Shinsou! It’s been some time, how have you been?” trying hard to hide his surprise and giddiness. He’s seen the alpha pass by here and there but this is the first time he’s approached him.
“Good, do you want to walk home together?”
“Y... yeah sure, I live around Nishikoyama”
“Great, that’s not far from Musashikoyama”
--
The walk home was quiet, but nice. It’s not that much different from when he walked with Tokoyami-kun. It’s actually even better. The scent of the alpha close to him is relaxing.
“Your tail is brushing against my arm”
“...”
“AH! Sorry! It does that sometimes when I’m unguarded ” Ojiro frets, hugging his tail to his chest.
Why does he have to be so cute?
“Hey, it’s alright. Your tail is soft, like a cat” he smiled “I like cats”.
“O…oh.”
Again, why does he have to be so cute?
Pulling out his phone, Shinsou scrolled and finally found the image he was looking for, his cat.
“This is Shujin, he likes to knock my books off and meows at the toilet for no reason”
On the screen is a blonde cat with light orange stripes along its features, looking up at the camera with huge green eyes.
“He reminds me of you” Shinsou chuckled.
At that point Ojiro was having a hard time holding in his laughter, and eventually lets out a giggle, his face flushed and body quaking from the force of it.
“H..ah, haha.. i’m sorry, it’s just that. You’re so passionate about your cat, it’s adorable”
Shinsou was speechless, that giggle was by far the second cutest thing he’s ever heard, Shujin’s needy meows being first. Scratch that, it has the potential to compete Shujin’s meows.
“Do you want to see more? I can send it to you”
“Haha sure, If you don’t mind” he pulls out his phone.
And low and behold, the cherry blossom keychain is there attached to the phone jack. Before Shinsou knew it, he was purring. The fact that the omega accepted his gift meant that he’s accepting his advances. But wait. Ojiro doesn’t know it was him who gave that, if he knew wou-
“- ank you”
“What?” Shinsou repeated, too lost in thought to listen.
“I said thank you. For the charm” he emphasized, holding his phone up “and hairtie” he pulled his left sleeve down to reveal the cherry blossom tie around his wrist.
Shinsou was struck with panic, deciding whether it’s best to deny it or come clean. If he denies it then Ojiro would probably feel embarrassed for assuming, then he probably wouldn’t talk to him again after this, hence spending more time with birdman, which means he’ll loose his chance to court him.
If he comes clean now, what does he hav-
“-shou, Shinsou, HEY” he snapped out of his thoughts.
“H… how did you know?” he blurted at the last second.
“Really?”
Well isn’t this familiar. He can’t help but pull a small grin at the reply.
“It smells like you, idiot” Ojiro scowls, blush spreading down his collar.
Right, of course. In the midst of his excitement/panic he completely forgot to neutralize his scent, great. Smart move Shinsou, you’re great at this thing called incognito.
“Right. Well, I’m glad you like it. It matches you” he smiled, taking Ojiro’s wrist on his right and stroked the hair tie.
He felt him flinch before relaxing, the smell of content omega wafting through the air around them. God he smells amazing. Shinsou stroked his wrist for a solid minute before finally releasing it.
They walked in silence.
When they arrived, Ojiro squeaked a small thank you and offered his phone “Number… for the cat pictures” he was blushing so deeply he’s matching the horizon right now.
Shinsou let out a chuckle and typed in his number “Here you go, I’ll see you tomorrow at lunch” he waved and continued his walk home.
--
When Ojiro got out of class the next day, Shinsou was already there, waiting by the entrance.
They greeted each other with a smile, continuing yesterday’s small talk. The sight bewildered everybody exiting class 1-A. Bakugou sneered at Shinsou, which was kindly reciprocated, then, Tokoyami came into the picture.
The air got tense. Shinsou moved to shield Ojiro, keeping a firm eye on the birdman. A deep growl began to simmer inside him, this alpha is interested in his omega, and he has to defend his territory his instinct tells him.
Tokoyami slowly raised his hands; Shinsou was ready to pounce when the birdman spoke “I’m not interested” then left.
Ojiro witnessing the whole scene purred ‘Dammit, that display wasn’t meant to be sexy, but it totally was.’ Snapping out of his trance, he pulled Shinsou down the hall towards the cafeteria, tail occasionally brushing the alpha’s neck.
--
“Tokoyami-kun was worried”
“Why is that?”
“He was worried about you taking advantage of me via brainwashing, that’s why he stuck around”
They were currently walking home together, hands and a tail occasionally brushing each other as they stew in silence.
“Do you trust me?” Shinsou desperately wanted to add ‘as your alpha’ but refrained.
“So far you’ve given me plenty of reasons to trust you, so, yeah. I do trust you Shinsou” Ojiro gave a smile his way.
Shinsou let that word sink in. Recapping his actions this afternoon, then the word slipped - “Do you trust me as your alpha?” He’ll regret it later.
Ojiro blushed, heart beating a mile a minute “Are you sure about me?” he was interested no doubt, he’s just skeptical. There are thousands of attractive omegas in and out of UA. Not that he doubts his appearance, it’s just that, when you imagine omega he’s by far the worst example of one. He’s just so mediocre for an omega.
“If you’re not interested, say it now and I’ll never bother you again” Shinsou’s face was blank but his posture screams ‘dejected’.
Ojiro froze midstep, tail wrapping itself around his torso – a sign of caution “Shinsou, I am interested in you”.
“Then what’s th-“
“-But if you’re courting me only because your alpha said so, then please stop trying. I really like you as a person, and if this ends with you constantly protecting me and seeing me as nothing but a trophy then, I don’t want it”.
Shinsou was undoubtly speechless; does this omega have another quirk besides his tail? Because he’s been doing it a lot, ever since he met the man “Mashirao” he softly calls.
He saw him flinch but finally, directed his gaze back to him. Eyes watery with unshed tears.
“I’m not Bakugou” he saw him sputter, clearly surprised by the jab. “Let me rephrase my words then Ojiro, Do you trust me as your boyfriend?”
--
Scratch that, I don’t think he was buried in UA grounds. I think he’s being cremated at this moment.
“Oi you alright?” Shinsou approached him, hands slowly circling his wrist.
The smell of Earl grey warm and thick around him, he shed a tear at his alpha’s attentiveness and finally summoned the courage to clutch his back and bury his nose against the alpha’s neck. He does smell like earl grey, though a bit fruity, like passion fruit. He smells amazing.
“Stop whimpering, or I’ll claim you right here omega”
Ojiro shuddered and let out a small sobbing moan “Alpha”
That was it.
Shinsou grabbed the omega’s jaw; crushing both their lips in a hungry kiss. He swallowed the omega’s vulgar moans as to not attract others. His hands lovingly caress the omegas back down to his ample rear, softly groping the mass around his palms. His omega’s breath hitch, hands pawing around his shoulders and toes tipping to chase his mouth.
When both were in need of air they part, panting hard from the kiss. Ojiro’s face looks absolutely debauched; spit shining on the corner of his lips and eyes hazy with lust. The alpha loves it.
He purred, petting the omega’s rear “You’re mine, from body to heart. You hear me Mashirao?” he nudged his nose to the omega’s scent glands inhaling his lust “you’re my cherry blossom” he made his point by nipping the long expanse of Ojiro’s neck.
“Shi… Hitoshi… Alpha, please” Ojiro whined, body trembling from the alpha’s attention.
“What is it that you want hmm?” he gripped the omega’s nape and licked a stripe along the omega’s scent gland. He tastes amazing, like what he imagines his scent would taste like, if that made sense.
He moaned, “I want you”.
--
Back at Ojiro’s place, both boys are busy stripping each other of their clothing’s, pants and grunts echoed through the small studio apartment.
“Ahh wait, please hn… condoms” Ojiro pants, always be safe kids.
“Right” Shinsou dug through his wallet for the foil package “Do you have lube?”
“Mmm yeah, second drawer “ Ojiro points to his nightstand.
Shinsou retrieved a half-empty bottle; face furrowed “you’re active?”
“Only on heats” Ojiro chuckled, picking up on the alpha’s sour mood “Are you going to growl at my toys?” he joked.
Shinsou sniggered “Cocky little shit” he spread the omega’s legs, kneeling between the space.
At this point both boys have stripped off all their clothing’s and are settled on the full sized bed, the air humid and smelled strongly of lust.
“Wonder what you’ll smell like in heat...” Shinsou nipped the inside of his thigh, licking the blooming bruise “What you’ll look like hazed with want, you must be needy. Whining for an alpha to fill you, god. I wish I was there” He emphasized his need with a bite on the thigh.
Ojiro whined, panting a steady stream of ‘please, want, alpha’.
“Look at you, so pretty in pink” Shinsou chuckled, eyeing the flush on the omega’s skin “Let me take care of you”.
Shinsou popped the cap open and slathered his index and middle finger in lube; situating the omega’s leg on his shoulders he circled the puckered rim then slowly, he penetrates the tight rim. Ojiro’s breath hitched, moaning his pleasures.
“Hitoshi it’s alright to add another” he breaths after a second.
Shinsou quickly adds another finger, thrusting the channel in quick succession occasionally brushing against the sensitive bundle of nerves that had the omega wailing and slick.
“Look at you, so beautiful. So obedient, Opening up to your alpha like this” he smirked, watching the omega’s face twist in pleasure.
“PLEASE, ahh… ha! Alpha, please!”
“What do you want? Tell me Mashirao, I won’t know if you’re not specific about it” Shinsou adds a third finger, stretching the channel wider to accommodate his knot, still preceding his thrusts.
“YOU” his breath hitched, body going tense “Ahn! Hitoooshi” he trembled.
Ojiro went limp, come littering his chest and torso, breath ragged. Slick is running out of his channel in copious amounts.
“God… you look good enough to eat” he removed his fingers and lathered the remaining lube and slick on his dick. He positioned himself in front of the rim, Ojiro’s leg strewn by his shoulder.
“I’m coming in” he slowly penetrates the rim, cockhead snuggly wrapped inside.
“You ok?” Shinsou questions, the blonde has been uncharacteristically quiet.
The blonde let out a drawled moan “So goood, moreee” he moaned, left leg hooking behind the alpha’s lower back, pulling in.
“Ah, shit. Such a needy omega” he laughed, panting hard from the warmth of the channel.
Shinsou slowly penetrates the channel until he’s reached the hilt. Groaning from the tightness of it “You feel perfect, I’m losing my mind” he pants, mind going fuzzy.
“Hitoshiiii, you’re so big!” the omega moaned, tears sliding down his cheek.
“Shit. You’re so pretty and you’re all mine, mine.” he thrust, hands gripping the omega’s ribs and thighs.
The room was filled with pants and the erotic slapping of skin against skin.
Shinsou was slowly loosing his mind his sight blurry and breath ragged; the omega’s scent filled his lungs every time he took a breath.
“Shi… Mashi, mashirao” Shinsou calls
“Hitoshi, hitoshi, hito-“ His cries were cut short, body suddenly going tense.
“Oh shit, no way” Shinsou gasped. The omega’s eyes were glazed, mouth hanging open, he was brainwashed.
Shinsou continued his thrusts, the omega is so pliant now, and the body has ceased from it’s trembling. The alpha sped up his thrust, trying to catch his orgasm. A few thrust later, the alpha groans as his knot inflates and finally, locking inside the omega. His thigh trembles as he gave a slow thrust, still feeling the effects of the orgasm.
A loud inhale suddenly interrupts the alpha’s high.
“Ah, ah, ah fuck, ahhhh… shit Hitoshi, Hitoshi, I’m coming!!!” the omega screamed, channel abruptly squeezed the knot inside him, his dick shooting off ropes of cum. His body trembles, legs twitching from the orgasm. His face debauched with spit sliding down his reddened lips, tear stricken eyes rolled back in pleasure.
The alpha let out a groan at the pressure on his knot “Sorry for brainwashing you babe” he chuckled, pecking the omega’s lips.
Ojiro whimpered and pulled to cuddle the alpha, body still trembling.
Shinsou moved them slowly, laying down on his back and gathered the omega atop his chest, caressing the blonde locks; Ojiro’s tail gave a slow wag. Now that’s really fucking cute.
“I love you” Shinsou whispered.
The omega hummed and replied back in a murmur, clearly spent from the orgasm.
‘Oh shit, I forgot the condom’ Shinsou thought before yielding to his weary state.
They slept the day away.