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The Prime Alpha hums as he muses out loud to his sweet Omega. “I still cannot quite fathom how you managed to convince me to allow lava Shigaraki to stay with us…”
Dabi arches a brow. “Because our doppelgangers need our help and the white-haired omega seems harmless,” he answers. “I’m glad you listened to me.”
“I think it’s probably because of your eyes. You have cast me under your sapphire spell,” murmurs the Prime Alpha, watching Dabi out of the corner of his eye.
Dabi flushes slightly. A shy, demure expression that only Shigaraki is privy to. A delicate wave of fresh hay in the summer blooms in the air. Shigaraki purrs: his sweet Omega is content and as a result, this makes him content. He sighs. He would very much like to get intimate with his kitten right now, but with the unexpected guests in the house, it is probably not a good idea. And with this thought in mind, just like that, Shigaraki feels irritated again.
The simple truth is that he doesn’t like lava Shigaraki. Something about the other Alpha irks him. It’s probably because of the way he grabbed and pulled the other Dabi as if the Omega was a thing, like a sack of potatoes or something. It made the Prime Alpha angry. It made him want to disintegrate something.
Lava Shigaraki needs a slap, he thinks with rage and exhales heavily, feeling rather sorry for lava Dabi.
“What is wrong Tomura?” Dabi inquires quietly, lifting his head slightly.
“Hah?” says Shigaraki, caught off guard, “what makes you say that?”
“You stopped purring?”
“Oh,” Shigaraki blinks his eyes slowly. He stares at his kitten. Dabi is extremely perceptive. There is no point hiding the truth from his beloved kitten. “It’s just that seeing another version of myself has unsettled me,” he admits quietly and as he talks, the Prime Alpha manoeuvres Dabi onto his back.
“Hah? Tomura…?” Dabi giggles when the naked Alpha climbs on top of him, a thick fog of sandalwood swirling around the room. “What the…?”
In answer, Shigaraki simply dips his head and licks along Dabi’s throat before biting down, positively nibbling and sucking a fresh hickey. He can’t even imagine hurting Dabi and feels the need to make that known. In between kissing and sucking his Omega’s throat, the Prime Alpha babbles a litany of sweet nothings into Dabi’s ear, his instincts taking over. “I’ll never hurt you. You know that don’t you? Because you are mine. Mine, mine, mine!” he rumbles possessively, his inner wolf urging him to mark his kitten. One hickey turns into three, which then very quickly escalates into a total of fifteen.
Because everyone needs to know who Dabi belongs to. Especially that wayward lava Alpha. And everyone should know how much he cherishes his kitten. And that he would never hurt his Omega. Thus, Shigaraki’s instinct urges him to mark Dabi freshly with lots of love bites and to scent him with sandalwood. The newcomers have unsettled his inner peace and until he can trust the lava couple, he will mark his Omega with extra kisses and love bites.
Dabi purrs huskily, meows gently, spreading his legs to allow Shigaraki to rut against him. “What’s this for?” he half asks, half rasps, not that he minds the sudden affection, face pink.
“To show the world you are mine because you are mine!” he glowers and only then does the Prime Alpha, the king of the world, the Alpha of all Alphas, settles down, embracing Dabi tightly to his chest, filling the room with a gentle purr, that rolls off the walls and lulls his Omega into sleep.
“Mine,” he rumbles one last time and finally closes his eyes to sleep, pleased that dozens of new love bites adorn Dabi's skin.
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When Dabi wakes up in the morning, he heads to the kitchen to make a fresh pot of brew. He wants to wake up his alpha with the rich scent of freshly ground coffee beans. To his slight surprise, he finds someone already seated at the kitchen table. The white-haired Omega. The other Dabi. Lava Dabi.
“Already making yourself at home, huh?” Dabi teases the doppelgänger.
Lava Dabi scowls but otherwise doesn’t answer. The Omega looks tired.
Dabi shrugs, deliberately acting unconcerned. He supposes the Omega feels uneasy and senses that lava Dabi doesn’t too much attention. The newcomer probably wasn’t able to sleep well last night either. He is not surprised. As he reaches for the cafetiere, Dabi hums and gently sways his hips, his black spiky hair falling over his eyes, shadowing his face gently in the pale morning light. In a situation like this, it’s better to act as calm and as relaxed as possible, so that Lava Dabi might psychologically feel better too. However, Dabi garners a completely different reaction:
Lava Dabi's expression changes from stoic tiredness to shock as he stares incredulously, eyes popping. He’s about to curl his lips into a sneer and complain when the black-haired Omega abruptly turns around and leans into lava Dabi’s space. “Would you like a cup of coffee?”
Lava Dabi gulps as he stares into two sparkling sapphire eyes. He doesn’t think he has ever seen eyes as shiny or as sparkly as this. “Haaaaah? Erm – uh – yeah,” he mutters, moving back slightly, uncertain as to why he’s suddenly feeling annoyed. The black-haired Omega …what’s his problem? Why is he so shiny and bright and fucking sparkly? Why? Lava Dabi doesn’t understand. It irritates him. The black-haired Dabi should be…
Well, more like me, thinks Lava Dabi. But he’s so different. Cuddly somehow and stress-free. Round and not so hard or sharp around the edges. And less burnt.
And as he stares at the other Omega, that’s when he notices the bruises. On Dabi’s neck, trailing from his jaw to his collarbones is a heavy series of love bites and hickeys. Lava Dabi counts over a dozen. twelve. It’s everywhere. He sees the hickey and love bites cover nearly every visible surface: from sand his skin, neck, throat, collarbones and even behind his ears.
What on earth?
The sand Omega then takes a seat next to the white-haired Dabi and catches lava Omega’s eyes as he drinks his coffee while half asleep. “What?” he says quietly, raising a brow.
Lava Dabi points to the love bites. "Someone was busy last night!"
Dabi responds with a raspy giggle. "We didn't have sex if that’s what you’re thinking. Tomura just wanted to pamper me!"
Lava Dabi blushes, taken back. He didn’t expect such a direct answer. It’s then he smells the scent of sandalwood. Somehow, it’s a little more intense than from yesterday and realises sand Dabi must be wearing the Prime Alpha’s hoodie. Unwittingly, lava Dabi feels a small stab of jealousy rise within his heart again. He is trying to think, has Tenko, ever given him anything of his to wear? No.
Before the pregnant, white-haired Omega can retort, the kitchen door slides open. And he sees an Alpha. The sandalwood Omega is about to rise in greeting when the Prime Alpha strides over. “My darling,” he calls out and Dabi looks up.
“Tomura!” he responds just as warmly and the two hug.
“Would you like some coffee?”
“Yes, baby. Oh, what would I do without you, my kitten?” yawns the Prima Alpha and clicks his neck. “It smells so good, so homely,” he then purrs as he rubs against his own Omega. “And you smell even more divine.”
The pregnant Omega feels trapped. He doesn’t know where to look. Sand Shigaraki is topless, and the sand Omega is just too damn soft and sparkly. Blinking his eyes, he chances another glance at the Prima Alpha, while sand Dabi is busy pouring another mug and he starts making breakfast as well.
“Hey,” says lava Dabi, trying to keep his voice even, trying to not let his irritation show.
The prime alpha looks at Lava Dabi. His expression automatically becomes stoic. “What?” he says carefully. “And where is that asshole husband of yours?”
Lava Dabi bristles at the comment about his alpha but allows the insult to slide because… “I have something I need to ask you.”
Sandalwood Shigaraki raises a brow. “Yeah?”
The lava Omega leans slightly towards the supreme Alpha and whispers, “am I … I mean is he always like that?” and indicates towards the wiggling sandalwood omega with his head.
Sandalwood Shigaraki looks at his Omega, who’s dancing around the kitchen again, unconsciously. And whispers back to Lava Dabi, “yes since the bond. Yes. He’s my cute kitten.” There’s a warm expression on his face, and unable to resist, the Prime Alpha goes to the sandalwood Omega, and hugs him from behind. Sandalwood Dabi turns his head with a soft purr and Shigaraki immedicably latches onto those kissable lips.
It seems the bonded pair forgets that lava Dabi is in the kitchen because the kiss doesn’t stop. The sandalwood Alpha deepens the lustful kiss, full of passion, making loud lewd noises and to make matters worse the black-haired Omega moans.
Lava Dabi coughs, “erm excuse me!” he snaps loudly, feeling quite cross.
Sandalwood Shigaraki pauses glances over his shoulder and grins manically. "Jealous?" he inquires teasingly, staring at lava Dabi.
“Fuck off!” he denies, spitting out a mouth full of coffee, feeling crosser by the second. Where is Tenko? How long does lava Shigaraki need in the bathroom? Is he checking for bombs? Is he checking for booby-traps? As if on cue, as if sensing lava Omega’s impatience and irritation, the kitchen door slides open to reveal lava Shigaraki.
“What took you so long?” hisses lava Dabi.
“Hah?” Lava Shigaraki walks over to his Omega.
“You left me alone with two sex-crazed bastards!” The pregnant Omega continues to whine. But the truth is he is jealous of the loving gestures between the other two men. They seem so happy and relaxed, and they have a happy home. They are comfortable and secure and confident. They are no longer on the run. They can walk around anywhere and any place and not worry about being arrested or separated.
But here he is, trapped in another dimension, not even sure how to get back to his own world. And even if he and Tenko make it back, well he’s three months pregnant and homeless. He is weak and scared and penniless. AFO is still alive and as far as lava Dabi is concerned, that man is an enemy. He cannot be trusted. Then there are the heroes, who want both him and Tenko dead. Life’s difficult and uncertain right now and has been so for many years.
So, yes, of course, he is irritated, even though, rationally he understands it’s not the Prime Alpha’s or Sand Omega’s fault. He’s about to snap at Tenko when suddenly he finds himself face to face with sand Dabi again.
“Hey, are you… are you okay?” asks Dabi. His face is concerned.
“What makes you ask?” snarls lava Dabi.
“Your scent” answers Dabi simply. “It smells like the stars are dying.”
Lava Dabi glances away, caught and confused. He hates this.
“Maybe, I can help?” suggests Dabi tentatively.
“How exactly?” scoffs lava Shigaraki, wrapping an arm around the pregnant omega. “Leave us alone. I am more than enough comfort.”
Dabi glances at lava Shigaraki. “He is an omega like me, so maybe it would be nice to be in a nest? He can – well I want to invite him to my nest. I feel like if I can just get at least one of you to trust me, then perhaps while you’re stuck in my world, the ordeal won’t be as bad.”
Lava Dabi stares in pure shock. A nest is sacred. And this strange black-haired Omega is willing to let him inside? Had the situation been the other way around, lava Dabi would have never done that. He cannot lie though, a secret part of him would like to be in a nest again. His pregnant hormonal body demands it.
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That afternoon in the nest, the pregnant Omega cannot believe it. He is sitting inside a beautiful soft nest with his double, surrounds by a calm fog of fresh hay in the summer. Beyond the fluffy barrier of pillows, outside are two Alpha. Sand Alpha Shigaraki, who is sitting outside the nest on the floor, watching and waiting and Tenko, who stands outside the bedroom by the doorway, scowling.
Lava Dabi sighs. Tenko had refused to step inside the room. The pregnant Omega shivers and runs a hand through his hair. He can feel the Prime Alpha’s red gaze roving all over him. It unsettles him. He would have preferred if that was his own Alpha. Instead, Tenko sulks by the doorway. Trying to not be too obvious, the pregnant Omega leans close to the dark-haired man. “Erm, your Alpha keeps staring at us? Why?”
The sandalwood Dabi laughs softly and replies back just as quietly so that only lava Dabi can hear him, “probably because two cute Dabis are in the nest whispering.”
“I heard that!” says the Prime Alpha, “but you’re not wrong,” he purrs cheekily and grins. “You’re both so cute together!”
Lava Dabi stiffens and Tenko’s growl deepens. Sand Dabi hums thoughtfully, looking at his double and decides on something.
“Alpha,” he purrs. “I think it would be better if you left us alone for a bit.”
“Huh? What? Why?” whines Shigaraki, slightly confused.
“Because I said so, and because I think your presence is too overwhelming, lava Dabi still can’t quite relax. Why don’t you go and keep lava Shigaraki company?”
“But darling, I’m not doing anything, I just want to watch my cute omega giggle and talk.” The prime alpha tries to make his best puppy face and Dabi giggles.
But he shakes his head. “Nope, you have to go or else!” And Dabi pretends to extend his claws with a playful hiss.
“Alright, alright,” Shigaraki snorts slightly with laughter and rolls his eyes. “Whatever my sweet kitten says, I’ll go then. Just doesn’t attack your dear Alpha,” he adds teasingly and winks. “But just before I go, I have something to tell you.” Then the prime Alpha leans over the nest slight in order to whisper into his Omega’s ear.
Dabi’s eyes widen slightly as he listens and then smiles softly and nods. After a quick kiss, finally, Shigaraki stands up to leave the den and shuts the door behind him.
Outside the bedroom, the two omegas can now hear the alphas bickering as the prime Alpha tugs Tenko down the hallway with him to go to the living room.
“NO! I’M WAITING FOR MY DABI RIGHT HERE,” lava Shigaraki shouts.
“Uh-uh, I don’t think so! You heard my sweet kitten, they both want a bit of privacy and anyway, there’s something I need to talk to you about,” sandalwood Shigaraki replies firmly.
Then there are some sounds of banging. A loud thud and then a groan. The 2 men must be grappling.
“Oh dear, what have I done?” laughs Dabi. “My Alpha’s gone now. Do you feel better? You can – you’re safe in my nest.” Dabi holds a fresh cup of coffee. He takes a small sip and sighs. He pretends to not watch the other Omega.
“I’m not scared!” snaps lava Dabi. “And your mutt better not hurt my Tenko” Now that the Prime Alpha is gone, he decides to take off the hoody he’s wearing when he hears the white-haired Omega making an accidental “eep” sound. Scowling, lava Dabi glances at him, “What?”
“Erm nothing,” says Dabi hurriedly, looking away from Lava Dabi’s stomach, so his Alpha was right! This one is pregnant. Lava Dabi’s belly still looks somewhat flat, but he can see just the slightest bit of fat that could be easily mistaken for weight gain. He hums inwardly. “So, erm you got any questions for me?” he offers to change the subject.
Almost seeming shy, his voice coming out in a whisper, lava Dabi manages to choke out a question that’s been eating away at him because he’s just dying to know. "How often does he say the famous sentence?"
Dabi’s eyes widen momentarily instantly understanding the other Omega is asking about Shigaraki. And he grins proudly. "Every day, sometimes several times!" and leisurely drinks another sip of coffee and laughs when Lava Dabi turns bright red.
“My Alpha’s never said those words to me,” confesses lava Dabi softly. “Not even once.”
Dabi blinks his eyes. Oh. “Maybe he’s just waiting for the right time,” he suggests kindly. Internally he shivers. He cannot imagine a relationship with Shigaraki where his husband doesn’t express his love verbally. Unconsciously, he releases a soothing wave of fresh hay in the summer. A breeze from the open window spreads the lovely scent around the bedroom.
“You and your Alpha are very…” Lava Dabi trails off, struggling to express himself and looks down at his belly. It’s still flat, the baby bump is not yet visible. He’s just never soon so much love. At least not so much public displays of affection. It’s so new to him. Suddenly, he’s feeling extremely curious about the prime Alpha. Why is his dick bigger than Tenko’s dick? How often do the sandalwood couple fuck? What kind of things do the pair do in bed? A sweet soft laugh interrupts his thoughts and lava Dabi hisses and looks up from his belly to see two twinkling blue eyes stare at him in amusement.
“Your thoughts are too loud,” says Dabi. “You know, if you’ve got questions, you can ask them. I won’t be offended or reserved. In a way, I’ve always wished I had someone to talk to. Like a real bother, because my own family was a let-down. It would make a change to able to have an omega-to-omega conversation.”
“What’s he like then? In bed? Your Alpha?” Lava Dabi cuts in roughly out of sheer curiosity, his face burning but he’s dying to know. Because how does Prime Alpha Shigaraki compare with his own Shigi?
“Oh!” Dabi giggles again. He didn’t expect such a blunt question. And he feels his heart flutter at the thought of Shigaraki’s soothing yet protective presence. And he also flushes deeply, as images of the very first time he and his Alpha had sex flash through his mind. Shigaraki had handled his body as if it were made out of glass. He was so gentle and yet firm and strong all at once. He unravelled Dabi in ways the Omega never thought he could be. But what really got him, whenever he had sex with Shigaraki – was the Prime Alpha’s sinful tongue. Involuntarily, he shudders.
“What’s wrong?” says Lava Dabi sharply.
“Huh – uhm, nothing, just that my Alpha is amazing in bed. So damn, amazing.” Dabi puts his coffee down on a small shelf that’s on the wall, next to the nest and grabs a pillow that smells the most like sandalwood and sighs happily. He might as well get comfortable while he talks about his Alpha. “Have you ever had oral sex?”
Lava Dabi splutters and grabs a stuffed bear to fiddle with, to mask his shock and embarrassment. “What – ?”
Dabi freezes when he sees his teddy bear grabbled but then reluctantly allows it. “Don’t burn it!” he warns lava Dabi and then continues talking. “Because my Alpha uses his tongue a lot. In fact, it is a must. Especially when he’s getting me ready to take a knot. Tomura spoils me. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the sensation of a hot, wet tongue flicking against my hole and then eventually fucking me with that tongue. At first – I mean the first time it happened – the first time he did that, I was so overwhelmed and shocked and all I could do was cry during my first oral orgasm.” A dreamy look comes over Dabi’s face and he feels himself get a small erection. Damn! It’s a good thing he’s holding the pillow and hope lava Dabi doesn’t notice. If he does, well lava Dabi doesn’t comment on it.
Lava Dabi, meanwhile, chokes and glances away. He stares around the nest and that is when he truly notices the way it is decorated. He burns and realises he is embarrassed that the sandalwood Dabi has designed his nest quite cute. He sees a fluffy heart pillow, clothes from the Prime Alpha, and even stuffed animals. Not only that, but he thinks he can now smell sweet omega arousal. I’m in the wrong world, he thinks and closes his eyes.
Dabi catches the expression on lava Dabi’s face and giggles, slightly embarrassed. Maybe he is talking too much about Tomura.
When lava Dabi suddenly opens his eyes. “Erm no, actually I was wondering something, how do you do it?”
“What?”
“Your Alpha,” lava Dabi explains, “how did you train him? What did you do? He just seems so affectionate and kisses you openly and hugs you and everything.
Dabi blushes, looking slightly confused. “Erm, not at all? I didn’t do anything. My Alpha is like this. I only got my heat after I fell in love with Tomura. And he was always extremely gentle with me from the start and treated me like fine china.” Dabi pauses to laugh fondly. “Even though I told him I was alright and that I’m not weak. He said that’s not the point. He said an Alpha must always cherish its Omega and love and hug and kiss all the time.” And then he purrs unconsciously.
Lava Dabi bite his lips at the new information, his eyes widening. “Wow,” he stutters. “Our Shigis are as different as night and day.”
And this time Dabi can smell the jealously. “Relax,” he says softly, eyes sympathetic. “Your Alpha must be stressed, but I am sure when things are calm, you’ll see a softer side.” And he doesn’t think about what he does next, it just happens; he tosses the pillow to the side and launches himself at the double, to hug him tightly. Lava Dabi is like his brother. No, he thinks, actually, Lava Dabi is my brother. The sweet soft scent of fresh hay in the summer gently rises in the air and at long last, the pregnant Omega relaxes against him. And Dabi smiles softly at the stubborn white-haired Omega, pleased his plan worked.
And the two Dabis end up lying down in the nest, cuddling and eventually dozing off, as the bright summer afternoon continues to quietly roll on. Meanwhile, downstairs the two Alphas continue to have their mysterious alpha conversion while feeling through the bond connection how the Omegas are relaxed and content. And this in turn lowers the tension. And privately, the Prime Alpha purrs, thinking, my clever sweet kitten.