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yuuta okkotsu huffed as he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror. his dark blue eyes stared back with intent before drifting slowly to the tauntness of his cheeks and finally settling on his nose. why did he always obsess over everything? “just relax,” the omega whispered to himself trying to soothe his nerves.
yuuta okkotsu was tall and broad shouldered and everything about him but his personality screamed alpha, the fact that he didnt look like an omega but didnt act like an alpha had constantly forced yuuta into a place of insecurity and self destruction. sure, he had a few friends that loved him regardless but he knew he’d never find a truly loving alpha. no, he’d probably end up in one of those relationships where the alpha just gets off on telling him what to do and how to act and yuuta will go along with it cause he’s an omega and too much of a pussy.
the bathroom door screeched as it was flung open by a lone figure, yuuta couldnt help but glance at said figure in the mirror as it walked behind him. inumaki toge. the school’s hottest and most mysterious second-year alpha. said alpha didnt talk at all, the entire school, thinking hes mute, dont ever expect much of a reply from him. the upperclassmen took a few additional steps towards the urinals before stopping and directing his gaze into the mirror, effectively meeting yuuta’s eyes and flushed face.
yuuta’s blush deepened and he stammered out a pathetic, “sorry senpai!” before taking off towards the door and swinging it open with such velocity it bounced against the tile wall. unbeknownst to yuuta, inumaki had raised an eyebrow in interest as the flustered omega left and a spark of something filled the alpha’s gut.
it was third period when the—in yuuta’s opinion—awful bathroom incident had happened. if you could even call seeing your strong alpha upperclassmen in the bathrooms an incident. yuuta squeezed his eyes shut and then reopened them quickly desperate to not fall asleep in his fourth period. Lunch was next and he was honestly feeling relieved at that. He was eager to see his friends and maybe, just maybe catch another look at his upperclassmen. yuuta shook the flustering thought from his head but still allowed the image of inumaki toge looking at him to appear for a brief second.
BRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG
‘lunch time!’ the first year omega cheered internally as he launched himself out of his desk to stand on his two feet. yuuta cautiously slid his notebooks and papers into his backpack, desperately trying to not crinkle the paper.
the halls were busied with students of all years, people going to their lockers or the lunchroom or even outside to enjoy the sunny weather. yuuta, however, simply continued his walk to the lunchroom as he didnt need anything from his locker and preferred eating inside.
the lunchroom was even more packed than the halls, every student either sitting or standing next to a table as they chatted idly. the large familiar crowd scent of a bunch of omegas, alphas and betas in a singular room assaulted at yuuta’s sensitive nose, it wasnt that he didnt enjoy the scent it was just overwhelming. yuuta paused in his strides, not realizing that he was just aimlessly walking around the cafeteria. his sleepy blue eyes scanned the crowds and the tables, desperately trying to find his friend group who typically sat at a specific table but apparently did not on this day.
Finally spotting said friend group, yuuta takes off walking again this time with a direction in mind. upon yuuta’s arrival, alpha maki zenin snorts snarkily while one arm is thrown over her omega’s shoulders. “what took you so long?”
yuuta does a double take, not realizing what she was talking about. “what?”
“you were standing by the doors like an idiot?” maki supplies cocking an eyebrow at the shy omega.
“oh! well i uh- couldnt find you guys for a moment?” maki nods wordlessly and turns her attention to nobara who chats incessantly, clearly comfortable under the other girl’s arm. and yuuta is silently relieved, he liked maki sure but she was an intense alpha, the girl omega seemed to soothe a lot of the alpha’s stress.
“yuuta-chan!” yuuta flushes slightly at the honorific but turns towards the voice finding the usual pink haired alpha. yuuta raises an eyebrow in question and cocks his head as if asking ‘what?’
“we missed you last night at the game!” the baseball player sulked but then brightened immediately , “i hit two home runs!!!”
yuuta smiled while he finally took his seat next to nobara. “wow yuuji! thats actually impressive!” yuuta cheered happily for his friend.
“ah- inumaki-senpai hit three,” the slightly older boy admits rubbing the nape of his neck sheepishly.
“oh, well, practice makes perfect?” yuuta supplies unsure while internally praising inumaki for his hard work.
yuuji nods and continue mindlessly blabbering about last night’s game, talking about how fushiguro-san managed to successfully hit a ball that went into the out-fields and yuuta smiles softly while listening. it was clear the pink haired alpha and the inky black haired omega were meant to be, just by the way yuuji speaks about the other yuuta just knows.
“and then i highfived him and- oh hi nishimiya-san,” yuuta cuts out of his story staring behind yuuta. yuuta lets out a soft ‘hm?’ before hes turning around to face the extremely short blonde beta.
said blonde beta was blushing fiercly as she held her hands together behind her back. “uh- uh- okkotsu-san can-…can i borrow you?” she stumbles out, her face becoming a deeper red.
yuuta nodded and stood up from his seat, trying to make eye contact with maki until she shot him a knowing look. yuuta was going to turn the beta’s love confession down. it wasn’t that he didnt want to be in a relationship, no he did. it was just, well, yuuta’s parents were old fashioned. they were pissed enough when their only son presented as an omega instead of an alpha. they would be expressing hell’s fury if he brought home a beta to his mom and dad, even if his little sister was one. he still remembers the painfully awkward and intense conversation his mom and him had while doing dishes a week after he presented. his mom had told him how alphas were strong and trustworthy and he needed one and he just simply agreed too flustered by the idea to argue.
the small blonde girl silently and almost robotically lead the tall omega boy to the courtyard where it seemed only a few students hung out. nishimiya turned around and tilted her head upwards to make eye contact with yuuta, “i- uh- want to court you?” it came out more as a question than a statement and although yuuta knew what was coming he still blushed fiercly.
“ah-“ yuuta mumbled feeling awkward and bashful. he tried to shrink himself down, make himself not take up as much space but failed miserably. “im sorry nishimiya-san, my parents wont let me court right now.” and while it was true he still somehow felt like he was lying to her.
her face fell and tears gathered in her eyes, a small sniff coming from her nose. “oh, i see.”
“i appreciate the compliment so much though and i’d love to stay friends!” they werent even friends, yuuta knew that he just wanted to lessen the blow as much as possible.
“of course, okkotsu-san!” nishimiya fake cheered, she then caught sight of miwa and mai staring at her from the glass door, watching her confession intently. “ah, i have to go okkotsu-san, ill see you in english?”
“yeah, of course!” yuuta smiled widely at her, his blush now dissipating. he was glad it didnt go badly, a lot of girls and some boys always came up to him and asked if they could court him. it was always the same response and mostly the same reaction of fakely wishing yuuta a goodbye before walking off to their friends defeated. yuuta hated it, he hated making people feel defeated.
a silent poke brought him out of his head, yuuta turned around and was faced with the most popular boy in school. his phone in one hand and his black fabric mask clinging to his mouth. ‘fuck hes hot,’ yuuta thought before he jumped realizing what happened.
“AH! inumaki-senpai!” he gasped, his face flustering as he wondered what the older boy could want, “um what is it?”
inumaki gave the smallest smile, which yuuta could only tell by his slightly crinkling eyes, before he held up his phone a message typed out in his notes.
didn’t take you for a heartbreaker :P
yuuta flushed even more, not understanding why the alpha was speaking to him of all people. “ah- well i- uh…” yuuta stuttered before taking a deep breath. “nishimiya-san is nice n’ all but i dont think i like her like that.” inumaki cocked a silent eyebrow before he typed out another message then thrusted his phone into yuuta’s face.
who do u like?
‘what?!’ yuuta inwardly panics as he read the message. ‘why would inumaki-senpai even care?!’
“uhm- well im too embarassed to say,” yuuta chatters as his eyes darted anywhere but at his upperclassmen. inumaki narrowed his eyes a little bit at his underclassmen before typing another response.
ok well see u around okkotsu-chan :)
and yuuta damn near pukes out of nerves when he sees the smiley face and the chan. calling someone chan was practically calling that someone cute and endearing to you, yuuta’s heart was about to explode it was beating so fast. inumaki slid his phone into his pants pocket before turning on his heels going back to his friend group that mostly consisted of baseball players
‘inumaki-senpai called me okkotsu-chan!’ yuuta thought flustered as all hell as he watched the boys back retreat. a small small amount of pheromones slip out of his body before yuuta abruptly cuts the flow off, he was not going to go back to his friends smelling like happy omega after nishimiya-san confessed. no, sir.
taking a deep breath, yuuta trudges back inside after throwing a sheepish glance to toge inumaki’s group only to find violet eyes already staring back at him. yuuta flustered even more as he stepped back into the building, ‘what the fuck just happened?’
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the rest of the day goes by in a quick blur, yuuta flusters everytime he thinks of the alpha upperclassmen and then tries to redirect his thoughts. his heat was coming really soon like in days and he couldnt afford to get worked up and be potentially sent into it early.
before yuta knows it, hes in his last period and the strange heat that comes and goes in his stomach has stuck around for what felt like an hour but was most likely only a few minutes. ‘am i starting early?’ yuta asks himself before shaking his head, no, his heats start with cramping not warmth in his belly. and before he could even smooth his own scent out, a cramp is tensing up his abdomen and hes gasping quietly in pain. yuta raises his hand urgently and asks to go to the bathroom, earning a few stares from his classmates.
“yes, but take your backpack with you. the bell will ring any minute now,” nanami-sensei says turning his back to the board. yuta breathed a sigh of relief, the middle-aged alpha always had a soft spot for his omega students.
yuta rushed to the bathrooms, desperate to find a stall before his control over his scent goes haywire. ‘fuck, fuck, fuck,’ yuta chants as he runs into the bathroom and quickly takes up the first unoccupied stall he sees. he reaches a hand up to cup his mouth so he can pant into it quietly. yuta glances down at his crotch and cringes when he sees a wet spot and a slight slight buldge in his school pants. ‘FUCK!’ yuta screams in his head.
BRIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGG
‘SHIT!’
yuta, holed up in the tiny stall, gasps as another cramp clenches tight in his stomach causing more slick to naturally seep out his hole. ‘ahhh so humiliating,’ yuta blushes as he feels his cheeks slid together briefly as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other. the door to the bathroom screeches open and yuta freezes in anticipation, he still has pretty good control over his scent and noise-level but he still feels nervous at the potential presence of an alpha. not long after the screeching of the door stops, he hears a loud stream coming from the urinals and blushes as he tries not to think about the person taking a piss.
before yuta can gather the confidence to exit the stall, the bathroom door opens again and again as students filed in and out, everytime the door opened yuta thought it was his chance to leave the bathroom only to not move at all.
before he realized it, the school was practically empty and no one had come into the bathroom for ten minutes. yuta sighed in relief tugging an oversized plain black sweatshirt out of his backpack and over his body. it was over. he could go home and hide in his room for the rest of the week. yuta relaxed further not knowing he had released the internal grip on his scent and sent it rolling off him in waves.
without realizing his scent was going crazy, yuta leaves the bathroom in a hurry trying to make it out the building so he could walk home, which admittedly wasnt the smartest thing to do since he was going into heat but it was his only option. yuta grips the straps of his backpack as he walks curtly through the halls trying to make it to the main doors when suddenly, in the midst of getting ready to pass a classroom a short figure steps out of the doorway and straight into yuta.
yuta stumbles back quickly snapped out of his need to go home. ‘my scent!’ yuta panics finally noticing the nauseating amount that was coming off of him, the young omega struggled to but quickly and successfully cut off the flow of his scent, only leaving behind the remnants as a clue. he reached behind his neck to sheepishly rub at his hairline as he finally looked to see who he ran into.
inumaki toge.
“AH!” yuta exclaims, his face turning a deep red. “inumaki-senpai! im so sorry!” the older alpha stares intensely at yuta, not even so much as reaching for his phone to type like he did in the courtyard.
inumaki reaches a hand forward and yuta damn near dies when his fingers curl around a lock of yuta’s bangs before tugging softly. electric sparks emit from where inumaki tugs on his hair and sends pulses all the way down to his already aching and desperate cock. yuta lets out an embarassingly desperate gasp.
inumaki furrows his eyebrows at the noise, the younger had always been innocent that’s what attracted inumaki to him so why was he making such lewd noises at a simple hair tug? ‘was he…?’ inumaki shook his head before retracting his hand and just staring at the flustered omega.
“i- uh- i have to go,” yuta mumbles even more embarassed than before due to his noise and scent. he turns to leave and takes a single step before inumaki is reaching his hand out and catching yuta’s wrist successfully stalling the omega. the second year reaches into his pocket and fishes out his phone before turning it on and typing with one hand, his other still clasped around yuta’s trembling wrist.
u ok? :/
“oh yeah!” yuta gasps out as another cramp wracks his body. “im just tired and i have a lot of homework.” inumaki raises an eyebrow at the obvious lie before typing even more.
if you ever need/want help just ask me :)
yuta flushes brightly at the kindness in the typed words. ‘even with my heat?’ yuta almost and he means almost asked before shaking his head of the horny thoughts. the thoughts of inumaki toge pinning him to a wall or to his bed and kissing him so softly yet so desperately and then thrusting into him with fervor and-. yuta gasps again, this time much quieter, feeling the tiniest bit of slick pour out of him from the dirty thoughts he was having.
“ah! thanks inumaki-senpai! but i must get going!” yuta urges as he once again tries to leave. this time though, yuta’s stopped when he sees inumaki’s jaw move slightly as if his mouth is open behind the black mask. ‘no no no no no,’ yuta thinks as inumaki stares at him with a brief heatness in his eyes before typing again.
come on omega lets get you home :)
yuta realizes then that his scent must have been obvious from the start, then again there was only so much he could do to hide from the older alpha. yuta sighs softly at the text, relief coming to his body as he allowed his scent to flow freely. inumaki’s nose twitched ever so slighty as he gently tugged yuta’s hand behind him, guiding the younger boy out of the school and into the parkinglot. yuta watches his upperclassmens back shyly as the alpha lead him confidently to a deep blue car. ‘must be his,’ yuta thinks sheepishly as another cramp grips at his intestines causing him to audibly whimper in pain.
inumaki turns at the whimper and gazes softly at the omega showing no sign of being affected by the boy’s scent or noises. ‘maybe hes not into boys,’ yuta thinks disappointingly as his omega cries at the rejection. inumaki is digging through his pockets before he finds his keys, his keys that held a cute panda eating an onigiri keychain. ‘cute,’ yuta blushes even more. inumaki presses a button on the fob before silently opening the passenger side door and tugging yuta by the wrist into the car. it was an older car with a bench seat.
“inumaki-senpai!” yuta calls out subconsciously as the car door closes. inumaki doesnt take long to get to the other side of the car, opening the door silently and seating himself in the drivers seat doesnt take him long either, something strangely graceful about how the alpha moved. before he could think his words were spewing out, “im so sorry, i didnt mean to and i just- i just wanted to go home and i thought that-“
“you were going to walk werent you?” and yuta pauses, never hearing such a deep honey soaked voice before in his life, his internal omega cried out desperately to the alpha.
“i-“ yuta starts flushed to the core at inumaki’s tone and voice. no one had ever mentioned seeing or hearing inumaki speak before, not even teachers, was this something only yuta has witnessed?
“answer, omega.” inumaki’s tone is thick with disappointment and anticipation yet its muffled from the mask that yuta desperately wants to rip off.
but instead yuta just sighs contently at the mention of his status, it always felt good to be called an omega by an alpha. “yes.”
inumaki tsks, “youre in heat, omega,” he states, a terrible drip of want in his voice but okkotsu’s nervous mind mistakes it for disliking.
“…oh…i know…” yuta mumbles suddenly feeling smaller and smaller under the alpha’s stern gaze.
yuta’s scent screamed dissapointment even through the thick and warm heat smell inumaki could smell it. the alpha sighed he dropped his shoulder not even knowing that he was tensing them. “youre not in trouble. you just could have been hurt.”
yuta took a sharp inhale, his mind reeling. ‘inumaki may not like me but he cares about me’
a smile crinkled inumaki’s vibrant wanting eyes, “then what would i have done?”
yuta’s face was lava hot now, he was sure he resembled a tomato. “i- uh…what?”
inumaki’s laugh sounded like heaven in yuta’s ears, the omega instantly wanted to hear more. “youre cute, you know that?” inumaki says casually before turning towards the steering wheel and starting the car. yuta doesnt say anything in return but he does feel the tiniest amount of slick involuntarily slide out of him at the alpha’s compliment.
‘he thinks im cute?’ yuta thought as he turned towards the seat belt before strapping it around his torso and over his hips.
“so where to?” inumaki’s voice muffled by the mask still makes yuta shiver, he had never anticipated being in this situation before. he never even dreamed about it already knowing there was no point. but apparently there was…
“i- uh cant go home ‘till later…” yuta trails off before starting again, “uh, my uh dad has a dinner meeting with a bunch of his colleagues at our house tonight and uh yeah.” he finshed lamely, while mentally beating himself up. ‘why did my heat have to come now?!’
“my house it is then,” and yuta is so glad he looked up in time to catch inumaki’s once again crinkled eyes before the older boy turned his body forward and began to drive.
the car ride was silent, neither of them wanting to speak in case they got choked up on the heat that was due to come. yuta wiggled occasionally in his seat trying to rid the growing warm pressure in his groin, it didnt help that everytime he looked up to stare at the alpha beside him inumaki looked right back at him with intent in his eyes. and yuta was kinda scared what that intention was.
about ten minutes into the car ride inumaki pulls into a small one story house on the side of a busy road. ‘oh, there’s no cars in the driveway…’ yuta noted, but immediately shook it off, ‘there could be a garage!’ yuta saw no garage and flushed at the thought of being alone with his upperclassmen.
inumaki gets out first and then opens the door behind the driver’s seat, grabbing a backpack yuta had never seen the boy wear. yuta scrambles to get out of the car, hoping inumaki didnt see the omega watching him. inumaki crinkled his eyes at yuta’s back, finding affectionate feelings towards the tall yet ridiculously shy omega.
‘oh god, i want to breed him,’ inumaki thought shamelessly as he straightened up and made his way around the car towards the omega. ‘i want him to be mine. only mine.’ inumaki quickly shook the thought from his head as he realized he needed control at the moment. no way, would he mate okkotsu without the boy’s permission. though, inumaki suspected that the young omega was just as desperate for him as he was for the omega, still, inumaki had better self control and wanted the younger to make the first move, just to be sure its what he wants.
“inumaki-senpai thank you… for err well everything,” yuta smiles and inumaki damn near mounts the boy in the driveway but he quickly pulls away from that mindset and fixes yuta with a stare.
“no problem,” inumaki mumbles barely audible with his mask. yeah, he could have taken it off but he chose not to, not wanting the other to be intimidated as most people are.
“uh- where to?” yuta repeats inumaki’s earlier question and inumaki takes off in a considerate pace towards the front door of the house, yuta following behind like a puppy.
the inumaki house is neat, its walls filled with pictures and paintings while almost every corner had a bookcase, a vase on a stand, or a lamp in it. the whole theme was rustic wood and yuta thought it looked lovely but his eyes still searched for any clue that anyone else was home.
sensing his anxiety, inumaki speaks, “no one’s home. my parents are out on business for awhile and i have no siblings.” yuta flushes, was he that obvious?
“so youre home alone?”
inumaki hums a ‘yes’ in response. he takes off walking towards the kitchen, leaving yuta by the front door.
“inumaki-senpai!” and god, inumaki just wishes he could kiss him breathless until all he’s saying is his name. once again, inumaki visibly flicks his head trying to rid the wanting thought but it wasnt so easy when yuta okkotsu was in his house and was just looking so damn good and smelling good too. “im really sorry about everything!” yuta announces as he catches up to the alpha in the kitchen.
“why?”
yuta freezes feeling the air leave his lungs in a hurry. “what do you mean, why?” yuta asks breathlessly, staring at the shorter but taller and more dominant boy.
“why are you sorry? im not so you shouldnt be.” with that said, inumaki takes a step towards yuta, facing the omega head on.
“i- well- im in heat and you dont like me and-“ a pale cold hand is suddenly covering his mouth as he gasps in surprise looking into the eyes that are centimeters away from his.
“dont say that again.” inumaki’s tone is deep and primal and echoes and bounces off of yuta’s brains and bones. yuta didn’t understand, did this mean inumaki liked him? his omega squealed in delight at the idea. before yuta could open his mouth in protest or do anything for that matter, inumaki was leaning towards him, his mask still placed neatly over the alpha’s mouth. the alpha slowly retracted his hand that covered yuta’s mouth but just as quickly as he removed his hand he had recovered yuta’s lips with his own, kissing yuta through his mask.
yuta’s face flushed and his body squirmed relentlessly. yeah sure, inumaki wasn’t technically kissing him but it was damn close! he could feel the other boy’s plush lips through the face covering and damn if that didnt make yuta hard he didnt know what would.
inumaki let out the softest growl yuta had ever heard before suddenly he’s ripping off his face mask, revealing two face tattoos that adorned the corner of his lips and spread to his cheeks. yuta’s face turned tomato red again as he gaped and felt slick pour out of him, damnit he was uncontrollable! inumaki quickly dove down after throwing his mask somewhere in the kitchen, he sealed their lips together with such vigor that yuta almost passed out. the alpha took iniative, slowly moving his lips and jaw to deepen the kiss. ‘fuck~’ inumaki thinks before taking a hold of yuta’s cheek with one hand and then gripping the nape of his neck with the other.
yuta was frozen, had everything that just happened actually just happen? and now inumaki was moving so sensually against his lips. was this actually yuta okkotsu’s life and not a dream? inumaki’s fingers reach up to curl into yuta’s hair before tugging roughly causing yuta to gasp which allowed inumaki entrance. at first, the alpha simply licked at yuta’s lips, waiting for the other to make the first move in the french kiss. once a few minutes passed and yuta was still frozen in place, inumaki, figuring the omega was too shy to make a move, gently poked at yuta’s tongue with his own causing a sultry mewl to escape the younger’s mouth.
inumaki separated with a sexy smirk situated on his face, his tattoos pulling slightly taunter as he watches the omega blush. inumaki leans back into yuta’s personal space, ‘hes so cute~’ inumaki thinks as he captures yuta’s lips again. this time, the alpha doesnt hesitate to bite down on yuta’s bottom lip elicting the same responsive noises.
‘where’s the couch?’ inumaki vaguely thinks while he licks lazily into the other boy’s mouth. the alpha begins to move, stepping towards yuta until the younger staggers backwards, he repeats this process until the back of yuta’s knees hit the couch all while sucking yuta’s face off. inumaki takes one more step forward and yuta breaks away from the kiss while he falls ungracefully onto the couch. now smaller than the older boy, inumaki has to loom over the taller boy to kiss at yuta’s mouth. he bites at yuta’s lips again, begging once again for entrance. and yuta grants it eagerly.
‘am i pushing too hard..?’ inumaki briefly thinks as he slowly sucks yuta’s tongue out of his mouth. its wet and desperate but inumaki cant help but continue to suck and twirl his own tongue around the other’s now on display tongue. ‘wait… is he?’ inumaki jolts backwards as if he had been burnt. yuta’s eyes peek open at the new development, his thighs squeeze and rub together as he tries to hide his want. yuta’s eyes were everywhere but at inumaki as both boys panted and tried remembering how they got here.
“are you a virgin?” yuta chokes and turns even redder at the blunt question. of course he was, wasnt it obvious?
“i-uh… ive been kissed?” yuta supplies with a nervous laugh.
inumaki lets a breathy laugh wrack his body, but he still couldnt help but feel a slight twinge of jealousy at hearing the other boy’s kissing history. so what if inumaki wanted to be the omega’s first everything. “but youve never fucked, right?”
‘was that hope?’ yuta panics pondering inumaki’s tone of voice.
“i.. well ive never-“ he starts before trailing off and starting again, “ive never really been given the opportunity?”
inumaki’s shoulders sag in relief but his eyes stay on yuta’s trying to convey his positive interest. “im honestly shocked…youre beautiful.”
yuta gasps and his eyes, once again, flails wildly from object to object trying their hardest to avoid the older’s gaze. “i- uh-“
inumaki gently pinches at yuta’s cheek causing the other boy to look into the alpha’s eyes, “you dont have to respond,” the white haired boy said sweetly.
yuta relaxes a little at that assurance and suddenly inumaki is pulling his hands away from yuta’s face and neck, the omega internally cried at the loss. “thank you, inumaki-senpai, i appreciate it. im sorry im so bad at this.”
inumaki places a hand on the back of his own neck, “youre not bad. just inexperienced.”
yuta preens at the alpha, happy that he was being comforted by the insanely attractive boy. “lets change that,” and just like that, yuta’s face was on fire again, his knees would have wobbled if he wasnt sitting.
“inumaki-senpai-“
“toge.” yuta raised his eyebrows in shock. “call me toge,” inumaki says with another soft but geniune smile on his face. ‘but only mates and really good friends call eachother by their first names.’
“uh- toge-senpai-“
“no,” toge gently chides, “just toge.”
yuta gapes at the boy even wider, toge was even more intimate than toge-senpai. “uh- to-toge…” toge feels his alpha growl in satisfaction, “you dont have to do this. i mean- i just dont want you to think im too pathetic to say no to.”
toge sighs, “no, sweetheart, i want to do this.” yuta blushes for the millionth time today, ‘he called me sweetheart?!’
“but what if i back out?” yuta mumbles, tearing his gaze from the other’s to stare at his own hands neatly folded in his lap.
toge shrugs, placing himself on the couch next to the omega, the alpha’s hand finds the anxious boy’s knee and rubs soothing circles into the jean-clad flesh. “i figure we’ll have plenty of moments later to continue if we choose to stop early.”
“you say that like you want to be my mate,” yuta snaps his mouth shut after that comment, he had felt confident in the moment but he wasnt expecting that to come out of his mouth.
“and?” is all toge says in return. yuta goes even quieter at that, was inumaki actually interested in him?
“i dont know,” yuta mumbles feeling even more bashful.
toge chuckles, “then lets keep going, if thats okay with you, that is.”
yuta nods and lets a small smile come onto his face. toge’s face flushed slightly at the cute boy’s smile before he was dipping into the other’s lips with his own. yuta whines softly at the reignited contact like if he didnt have his way right now he was going to collapse into a sobbing fit.
toge licks tentatively at yuta’s parted lips, not letting himself sink into the other’s mouth with his own tongue just yet. ‘no, yuta has to beg for what he wants this time,’ toge thinks greedily as he struggled to contain his own desire.
the kiss goes on like this for a few minutes and yuta struggles greatly to keep his frustration and needs in check. ‘fuck why isnt toge tongue fucking my mouth??’ yuta thinks desperately as he clumsily attempts to deepen the kiss on his own but to no avail. toge heaves a breathy laugh against the younger’s wanting lips which only elicits a noise of frustration.
another minute or two of sloppy closed-mouth kissing and yuta was reeling in his own emotions and desires, he wanted toge to lick into his mouth like he had before but how did he convey that without just leaving his mouth gaped open like a fish? toge hums deeply against the other’s lips causing vibrations to travel into the omega’s body.
‘i cant take it anymore!’ yuta thinks as he gingerly presses his hands into toge’s chest trying to separate from the older one. the two eventually part with a wet smack, and they both pant needing the fresh air. “uh- inumak- toge, youre not… youre not kissing me like you were…” yuta says shyly, his pointer finger coming up to scratch a line into his cheek as he once again avoided eye contact.
“hm?” toge hums cocking his head to the right. it takes everything in him to keep playing dumb and not give the omega what he so clearly craves. no, toge wants yuta to beg while wrecked with wants and needs.
“i dont know,” yuta admits feeling self-conscious, maybe he shouldnt have said anything.
“you do,” toge says reassuringly placing his hand back onto yuta’s knee in comfort.
yuta glances toward toge who sits beside him on the leather couch and sighs loudly, “i- i want you to kiss me how you were…” he trails off awkwardly feeling lame.
toge lets another hum rip through his throat before he’s suddenly chuckling deeply causing yuta to blush again. “i dont know…” toge mumbles before raising his voice and making eye contact with the flustered omega, “have you been a good boy?”
“what?!” yuta gasps, his face could easily rival and win against a tomato.
toge leans into yuta’s ear and hums, once more sending shockwaves throughout yuta’s body. “have. you. been. a. good. boy?” he punctuates each word as he speaks slowly and softly, his voice barely above a whisper. toge allows himself to place a brief kiss against yuta’s ear causing the boy to gasp while goosebumps wracked his body.
“i- uh- i,” yuta stutters, his mind was reeling and he couldnt even form a single coherent thought.
toge tilts his head again and stared mercilessly into the dark blue eyes that the other possessed. ‘oh how sweet and delicious my omega looks,’ toge preened, his smirk making its way onto his face again.
“i cant read your mind, omega. tell me,” toge pushes.
‘fuck it’ yuta thinks before opening his mouth and letting the words just spew, “i- i’ve been good alpha! i want your tongue in my mouth toge-chan! i- uh-.. i want to choke on your tongue while i swallow your spit.
toge’s eyes widen before quickly narrowing heatedly, that’s the hottest thing he’s ever heard. “that so?” he mutters mostly to himself. still not satisfied, toge leans even closer towards yuta’s face, “and what do good omegas say?”
“i-“ again, yuta starts his sentence before abruptly ending it. “please inumaki-senpai!”
“no.” toge says sternly causing yuta to immediately shrink in on himself, feeling dejected. “not until you say my name right.”
‘oh,’ yuta thinks, relieved that their fun wasnt over. “…please…toge…?” yuta breathes unsure of himself.
“of course, omega, anything for you,” toge states before dipping his head and catching yuta’s lips in his. toge forces his tongue into the other’s mouth, relishing silently in the heated heaven he found between the other’s lips. yuta makes sultry noises this time around, undoubtedly feeling more and more comfortable in his position, toge drinks the noises greedily and yet he still craves more. the alpha’s tongue swirls and slides against the omega’s as said alpha tugs the other boy into his wanting lap. yuta follows toge’s request with little to no complaint, he found himself wanting to be as close as he could get to the alpha.
toge draws yuta’s tongue slightly out of the omega’s mouth before slurping the appendange into his own mouth. the alpha keeps sucking on the other’s tongue, his lips getting drenched in yuta’s saliva in the process. he only pauses to once again swirl and slide his tongue against the other’s. suddenly a sharp and hot feeling sparks in toge’s groin before disappearing just as quickly as it came. toge groans when the feeling comes again, this time he realizes it’s accompanied by a roll of pressure and when it happens again…toge knows whats causing it.
yuta shamelessly grinding into his crotch. his tongue still hung out of his mouth as toge sucks on the tip. the omega’s hips were unrelenting as he tried everything to get delicious friction going.
toge pulls away from yuta’s tongue and he slightly gasps as yuta rolls his hips forward before snapping them back. ‘is he really this desperate?’ yuta’s eyes suddenly snap open meeting toge’s in a heated draw, and toge has to remind himself to breathe.
“are you desperate, baby?” toge hums burying his face into the omega’s neck before placing a chaste kiss against the warm skin there.
“hah,” yuta gasps before answering, “yes, toge-chan!”
toge grins widely, nipping soft bruises into yuta’s neck before he pulls away soaking in the other’s wanton noises. “my poor precious omega,” he whispers, his fingers slowly reaching up to the omega’s face before gently settling. “youre so desperate it hurts, doesnt it?” toge coos, softly rubbing a small circle into the other’s cheek.
“yeah,” yuta whines, his voice cracking.
“let me take care of you.”
“okay,” yuta hiccups through a needy sob.
toge slowly shifts their bodies until yuta is laying on his back and toge is hovering above him. the alpha leans down and presses a soft chaste kiss to the other’s lips, a kiss that screamed affection. yuta feels a whine bubble over when the other separates from him, even if he had only pulled away so he could press even softer kisses all over the younger boy’s face.
BRRRRRIIIIIIIING BRRRRIIIIIING BRRIIIIIING
both boys snap away from eachother, their eyes falling to the source of the noise. yuta scrambles out from between toge’s caging arms and rushes to his backpack that was ditched near the front door. the omega dug frantically through his bag as the ringing continued annoyingly. toge watched slightly disappointed as the other boy answered his ringing phone.
“oh! uh- hi mom,” yuta tries to say casually, but he, himself could hear the anxiety in his voice.
toge listens to the one side of the conversation.
“yeah, im okay. im at my classmate’s house,” yuta smiles toward toge at the last part of his sentence and toge damn near chokes.
“you’re right, im sorry!” yuta breathes as his face falls to disappointment. “ill head home right now, mom.”
“yes. i love you too, see you soon, bye!” yuta clicks his phone off and turns to the alpha who had been distracting him for the past three hours.
“uh- my dad had to cancel the dinner party…”
“oh,” toge breathes, his own dissatisfaction being evident. “i can drive you home?”
“id love that,” the omega says diffidently.
the two awkwardly gather yuta’s things and toge’s face mask before piling into the car for a suffocatingly silent ride to yuta’s home. ‘is he regretting what we did?’ yuta cant help but think, toge’s previous reassurances now long forgotten. the alpha had placed his mask back on his face, effectively hiding his facial tattoos, the same tattoos that yuta has somehow managed to choke up on everytime he sees them.
yuta speaks up every now and then to tell toge how to get to his house, each time doing so, he cringed at his own voice while toge simply nodded or hummed to show hes listening.
they pull up to yuta’s slightly larger two-story house in the same silence they had left toge’s in. yuta gathers his bag into his lap and then pops the lock to the car door, turning to get out of the car. toge’s hands catch yuta’s as the taller swung his legs out of the car. yuta turns to look at toge but is stopped halfway into his tiny journey when smooth lips are pressed roughly into his cheek causing flames to erupt his face.
toge separates slowly and breathes out a little, the puff of air fanning over the side of yuta’s face. “ill see you at school?”
“okay,” yuta softly affirms before heaving himself out of the car and closing the door behind him.
toge waits to see yuta make it inside safely before he’s pulling his car out of their long driveway and situating on the road.
yuta grins brightly at his reflection, his lips were swollen and the blush that adorned his cheeks the whole day was still present. he looked absolutely ruined and in a good way.
yuta cant help but be excited to go to school tomorrow, to see toge again. he was excited for the change that was coming to his life, maybe toge would willingly be his alpha?
but as much as yuta hoped and prayed, the change that he anticipated never came. he went to school and came home multiple days in a row without so much as a glance from toge.
‘whatd i do wrong…?’ yuta thinks one night as he lays in bed, a few tears falling from his eyes, his chest hurt from thinking about the alpha.