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Nanami was just another teen sorcerer at Jujutsu high. He was blond, small waist, and had been born with feminine features as a male omega, he hated. Until, well that is what he thought until his status as an omega made him stand out. Turns out in Jujutsu society, he was a golden ticket omega. It is very rare to have an omega, let alone with curse technique. 

Yu, a beta, mentioned how he was going to get lots of suitors or proposals from the Jujutsu society as being a special omega. Sooner or later they would make-force- him to choose his suitor.  In the beginning it was annoying, as Yu and others talked about it or he would get gifts here and there.

Nanami wanted to be in control of his life.

He was a clever omega knowing what his end goal was going to be. Yes, he could rebel but that would take time and effort, and the fact he would have to work. Being a sorcerer won’t be worth it, plus their life is short. He knew he wanted a comfortable life. 

Live a rich comfortable luxury life.

That life was going to be a Gojo.

Nanami wasn't sure if the man was watching him at first. However, things changed when he noticed their Senpei, Gojo, an idiot he thought was indeed watching. But the question is now is he watching him as guard for the higher up or was he interested.

Gojo Satoru, was their teacher and the head of the Gojo clan. A prime alpha. The man was twenty-six, ten years apart but that wasn’t going to stop Nanami. He was the legal consent age, and his family would be on board knowing the dowry from the clan will be beyond their dream for them too. 

It would be a win-win for all. 

Now to catch the alpha’s attention. The man kept everything professional with each interaction they had in the past but now, he was going to change that. Nanami knew he needed to step his game up, maybe take the lead if the man was too scared to try.

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He spent his weekend planning and studying how to get Gojo to notice him as an omega not a student. He even talked with other students like Maki and Nobara about boys but telling (lied) about his off campus guy interests. Now Monday, Nanami had a plan to get ready with a new outfit–a short skirt with modification –still the uniform with knee high socks but eye-catching for Gojo. 

Walking in the classroom with confidants, taking a seat in front of the teachers desk. As he sat down, his skirt revealed more of his skin. Lucky for him, the girls sat beside him, loving his new styles.

Everyone hears Gojo down the hall whistling happily. “Good morning! Stu-Students!” Gojo stutters for a second when he notices Nanami’s skirts. 

Nanami keeps a neutral face but is very delighted.

Gojo takes a seat at his desk, obviously looking everywhere but directly at him. Continuing the lesson plans like normal.

After half way through class, he didn’t like being ignored, so he raised his hand.

Gojo had a neutral face as he looked at Nanami. “Yes, Nanami.”

“Can you explain why some curses use multiple hosts?” Nanami asks as he spreads open his legs a bit, exposing his red lacy panties to be seen from Gojo’s position. He watches Gojo’s trying to clear his throat, trying to explain an answer he already knew. 

Gojo couldn’t pull him to the side either even if the man had an issue with his skirt without having to admit he was looking at him. 

For the rest of the class, Nanami would expose his panties, catching a glimpse from Gojo, feeling the six-eyes through those shades. Once the bell rang, he took his time gathering his things, telling others he would catch up later. Alone in the room, Gojo just sat there in silence, usually the man would talk his ear off–watching him. Nanami passes his desk, dropping his pencil on the ground. He gracefully bent over to pick it up slowly, his skirt rising up, exposing his red lace cheeky panties. His ass was doing the work.

“ Opps! My pencil.” Nanami smirks as he picks up his pencil. He then quickly turns around, apologizing for keeping him waiting. “Sorry-”

Gojo had a small blush. “It’s not–you should get going.” Gojo quickly leaves, passing him as the man walks out the door. 

Nanami smiles to himself. 

The alpha was interested. He just needed to lure the man out, bait him. The next few days, Nanami did the same thing, different panties.

However, today Gojo asked to see him after class in his office, alone. Perfect. When he arrived, Gojo was staring out the window, telling him to close the door behind and sit. 

He did as he was told, waiting patiently. “How is my Nanami doing?” Gojo pushes his chair closer to the desk then sits behind the desk, only seeing Nanami’s top half. “I see you got a new- um- fit. Cool,cool,cool.”

“Just expressing myself,” It was obvious the man wanted to address something but couldn’t find the proper words. “Wanting to be seen.”

“That’s cool-” 

“Stop saying cool!” Nanami rolled his eyes. “And why am I here?”

“Sorry.” Gojo was trying to keep casual as he talked. “I wanted to inform you that the High-up will be looking for suitors for you. Nothing in the near future like a year or so. But that being said, I will be your guardian alpha till then. Keeping you safe away from unwanted alpha.”

Nanami kept a neutral face as he was full of glee. This was going to work in his favor, having Gojo around as his guardian. “Okay.”

“Wow!? Really?!? I thought you were going to throw books or something at me with this news.” Gojo gives out a laugh.

Nanami gets up from his chair, staring at Gojo with a small smirk. “I have You watching me.” He headed toward the door. “For my well being.” 

Before he opens the door, Nanami turns to ask with a serious face. “Gojo-san, did you like my new styles?”

If Gojo didn’t have on his blindfold his eyes would have given it away. He was trying to keep a neutral face, stuttering over some words.

“I’m going to be late for lunch,” Nanami walks out, smiling. 

Nanami knew his goal.

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Nanami had small effective plans to get Gojo to notice (fixated) on him only. To be on his mind day or night. Panties show was great but he needed more than just his perk ass. All of his plans (so far) had to be innocent and fun yet pleasurable for Gojo to watch while the crowd was oblivious.

This week he decided to show off his mouth.

The first few days he had a lollipop in class, keeping it simple with a few small licks–he hated sweets but he had a goal to fill. When Gojo would be talking to the class, that's when he would lick slow with his tongue. Everytime Gojo would look in Nanam's direction, he would clear his throat, often, like he was trying to get thought in order.

It was working.

However, he did stop with the lollipop (too sweet for him), and moved on to bigger delights like bananas and ice cream-maybe. Always practiced in his room, making sure it was a seductive act for an alpha, not a choking hazard either. Using those in class would be obvious and would bring attention to him and Gojo. His own privacy was everything to him especially if he wanted to fly under the radar with his plans. He needs more alone time with the man.

Now, the issue was timing to be alone with Gojo. He was a busy man, teaching them, then off to missions, battling curses. The best idea was to get him alone in the office for help with his essay paper for Utahime’s class.

Gojo was average when it came to reading students' papers.

Finally getting a chance to have alone with Gojo, he picks sea salt vanilla popsicle for this evening. As they sat there in silence–well Gojo reading his paper–Nanami slowly licks his ice popsicle.

He pretends to be on his phone, scrolling aimlessly while licking his ice popsicle. This tongue goes from the base to the tip. A few times. From there, his lips on the tip slowly enter his mouth–tongue comes out wrapping slowly as he slides the ice cream. 

He hears Gojo shift himself in his seat, clearing his throat but Nanami continues.

The eyes were on him like a hawk.

Shoving the whole thing in his mouth, then slowly pulling it out, making sure there was a slurply pop sound as it left his mouth. He continued the show until nothing was left on the stick, he even made sure to make low moaning sounds a few times.

Nanami was satisfied.

He suddenly looks up at Gojo, making innocent eyes but the man turns back to the paper like he wasn’t staring at him the whole time licking his popsicle.

“ Oh, do I have something on my face?” Nanami takes out his camera on his phone. He had some ice cream dripping left around his mouth as he waited for the right moment. “I’m a mess.”

Gojo gives a forced laugh trying to be normal as he grabs the tissues box for him. “It’s ok,” Nanami walks to his desk taking the napkin. “We all make a mess.”

He wiped his mouth slowly. “All that coming out, dripping, it's all white and sticky .” 

Gojo was quiet. These days this man was losing more words as days went on. He was stumbling over his words. “Nanamin-that- umm- that’s yeah mess.” And sounding dumb.

One thing for sure, Gojo doesn’t use his barrier with students but as of now it was up, he was hiding his scent. Nanami just needed a small scent to know if how far this alpha was interested in him.

“Taste of saltiness on the tip of my tongue ,” Nanami smirks as he stands composing himself casually as he stares at Gojo’s face. 

He was trying to keep it professional but the small lip biting confirmed everything. He was holding back. 

“Seeing you need more time, I’ll be back later.” Nanami happily walks out of the office with a smile.

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The passing weeks with Gojo were fun, the man would be watching from a distance but when it came to engaging him in class, he would fumble his words or avoid eye contact. He wanted more, to be touch– fuck –Gojo to acknowledge him. He didn’t care for other suitors. 

It was going too slow for Nanami.

Today's plan was a bit out of the norm for him. Wearing dirty pink panties–wet from his own touch from morning. Gojo would most likely pick it up, everyone else was a beta (they would never know). 

The look on his face when he walked in before his stupid morning hello was gold. Nanami wishes he had a camera. However, Gojo had to walk back out claiming he forgot something, later showing up half way through class again with his infinity on. Concealing his scent.

The minute the class was over, he headed out the door leaving a confused class except for Nanami, knowing what he did to the man. 

Since his next period was free he decided to stop by the small lake, behind the school to read his book. This was his small gateway from everything. Walking down the quiet pathway he heard someone running behind him. Once he knew who it was he kept walking.

“Hey! Slow down!” Naoya catching up to Nanami. He was a second year, alpha, who was also one of the suitors. 

He continued walking as the alpha followed. “What do you want?” 

“You, ” he said with so much confidence as he walked beside Nanami. 

“No.” Nanami forgot about this fool of an alpha in school, it's not like they hangout beside a group setting at school. 

“Why!” Naoya's hand slid down his back, squeezing his cheek under his skirt. Nanami slaps him quickly. “The fuck!” He then composed himself for Nanami, trying to be tough.

Nanami kept walking. “Get lost before I kick your ass.”

“Rough Kink.”  Naoya kept following him, smirking behind him. “I like it.”

Nanami ignored him. “Come on babe, I can smell your pussy from a mile away! You want an alpha, it's obvious! Flanting that ass for a reason!”

“Shut up!” Nanami was so focused on Gojo’s attention (first years all are betas) that he forgot about this idiot.

“I can help-” There was a shift in the air.

“Naoya! ” Gojo’s energy aura was heavy, giving warning to Naoya to back off. “Get back to class. NOW!”

Gojo’s facial expression was serious as he just stared through the blindfold down at Naoya, watching him shrink in crowdedness as he speed walked off to class. This was a new side to see of Gojo, not the silly man. Gojo was being possessive, this brought a small smile to his face but he quickly hid it. 

Before he could open his mouth. “Nanami. Follow me.” His voice was firm and commanding, he loved it. 

“So-”

“Don’t speak.” Gojo said in a stern voice. It was obvious the alpha was mad and possessive which was great news to Nanami. They kept walking in silence until they reached his dorm building. As an omega, he was given his own room with a bathroom, a space to be comfortable and privacy on the third floor. 

Now the question was why Gojo brought him to his room?

Was Gojo finally making his move? So many thoughts went through his head, his first experience was finally here. They will get to kiss, touch, fuck and everything. 

They come to a stop in front of his room. “Go change.” Nanami was taken back.

“What?!” He was a bit confused as he tried to read Gojo’s face but it was a blank expression, unread. “Why?”

“We’ll have a discussion tomorrow in my office.” Gojo spoke before teleported out of there.

A slow smile formed on his face as he entered his room, thanks to Naoya being a regular idiot today, his plan progressed faster. 

Later at night, Nanami was coming out of the shower (naked), he noticed a faint shine from his crystal chime that was hung on the wall. It was a curse object that detected if someone was watching him–Gojo was watching (again). Nanami knew the six eyes were hiding somewhere in the trees. A few times Nanami would put on porn purposely, just to feel the aura from him.

This time he was going to be bold.

Since his bed was facing the open window, he was going to put on a show. Nanami gets on his bed, laying on his back, spreading his knees apart. Right hand travels down to his pussy, as two of his fingers in circular motion around his clit, rubbing slowly.

A soft moan leaves his lips.

The other hand slowly glides to his mouth as he takes his index and middle finger, sucking them, sloppy and wet.

As the fingers slowly slides from the clit to his wet hole, inserting middle and ring. He begins to pump slowly, feeling his inner muscle, while pumping into his mouth.

The warm sensation forms in his abdomen as he pumps faster as slick comes out of him. He takes his wet fingers out of his mouth, using it on his clit, rubbing it as he pumps with his other hand.

He felt the atmosphere shift, the six eyes must be watching closer.

Moaning gets louder yet soft as he goes faster. The thought of him being indecent while being watched was exhilarating. 

He can feel his body tensing, toes crueling as his fingers rubbing and pumping. Wet noises form. Arching his back as his breathing becomes erratic, muscles tense up with the pressures in his body.

The release was here. “Fucck-uummh-ah-god.” The body erupts in pleasure.

While catching his breath, he smiled knowing his plan was going well.

The six eyes watched. “This is a fucking problem.”

Yet here he was another night, watching.

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Gojo was a mess. Watching Nanami tonight was his high point and low point. He might be deeper than expected. There was only one person he could talk to, Geto, who knew of his little infatuation. 

How did it get this far?

In the beginning when the higher up informed him of Nanami, he thought it was just another student that happens to be the golden omega. Another student until he saw Nanami. It was simply thought that he's adorable with a sassy mouth. 

He was not those men who looked at younger people, only in his age group.

So he thought. 

The more time he spent with Nanami the more his mind wandered into bad thoughts. It was slow to settle changes, the way he talked, moves, styles, the more he saw Nanami as a person–sexual being.

Trying to keep his own thoughts clean. Yet his little bunny walking around like a slut–asking to be seen and sexualized–but its his job to keep him safe from other men. But here he is with his own thoughts being tainted. He was a problem.

He was not proud of himself. 

The kid was smart but to change like that was unexpected. According to Geto last time, this could be Nanami's way of rebelling (or expressing) against the conservative Higher ups and his own parents. The stricter it gets the more he will express himself. 

The issue was that he was expressing too much to Gojo’s liking. 

The skin, the smell, the act, everything his little golden bunny did was innocent yet dirty.

The more he sees the blond, the more his own body wants it. And seeing Naoya today put his hands on Nanami brought out the jealousy he never thought he had. Then the fact he didn’t like how Nanami was walking around flaunting his ass for the world to see with dirty panties. 

He felt like a creep. He watched him explore his own body, touching, moaning all in his room, thinking he was alone. But here he (teacher of the year) is watching his student.

He finally makes it to Geto’s house, making himself at home as he sits on the couch, waiting for his friend. “Suguru! The problem got worse!”

Geto pops out of his kitchen with drinks. “ Golden bunny.”

Gojo groans at the guess. He explains everything to Geto about today's event that led up to his questionable behavior.

After a quiet moment Geto spoke up. “Listen man, I know you're not a creep but you are one with your golden bunny.”

Gojo felt like shit.

Geto knew this was grey–dark–area subject. It seems his friend was in a dilemma when it came to this golden bunny. The best he can do is advise him to keep distance while he is under Gojo’s care.

“That being said, it seems like your bunny is just exploring himself, it's normal for teenagers. Full of hormones and curiosity. Just give him the sex talk, educate him.”

“Great!” Gojo wasn’t ready for discussion after watching him. How could he keep a neutral face after witnessing that?

One thing he didn’t mention to Geto was what kind of porn Nanami has been watching, in the beginning it was normal porn, then rough ones, bondage –-current one with student and teacher. Deep inside he loves that Nanami was exploring that too.

“Don’t cross– dude. I can smell you being aroused gross! Ew!” Geto was afraid of this, his friend was falling for the bunny. “DUDE! YOU’RE FUCKED!”

“It’s not, I was thinking–”

“Stop talking!” He was afraid of this. Knowing his friend was falling for a teen was unexpected. 

It was silent as Geto was trying to get his thoughts in order. Ever since Gojo told him about this, his mind was trying to excuse Nanami’s behavior. Everything was normal until Higher-up told Nanami about his future expectation. Soon then the behavior started, either he wanted Gojo or the bunny was exploring himself. 

Blaming a teen for seducing his friend is wrong. Logic.Yet this gut tells him he’s right. His friend.

Or was he trying to justify his friends’ behavior?

The Great Geto wasn’t even better than other men blaming the omega. “It seems you have a cross line in your head. I would recommend keeping your distances. Knowing you, it could fail. Will fail.” Geto wasn't sure if anything he said would help. But knowing Jujustu society, Gojo wanting Nanami would be acceptable.

“Thanks,” Gojo felt like he overshared.

In all their years of friendship, Gojo never was interested in anyone till now. “I want to meet this so-called golden bunny since it has Jujutsu society excited.” 

Gojo was surprised. 

“I want to see what got you infatuated.” He needs to observe them in the school setting. 

Once they had their discussion, Gojo left for his apartment to be alone. Entering his bedroom, he sat down on his bed as his mind replayed Nanami’s behavior today, along with other naughty images.

His cock hardens.

He laid back, unzipping his pants, pulling out his hardened cock. He takes his hand on it, stroking from the base. 

He closed his eyes. He imagines Nanami on his knees, wearing pink baby doll lingerie, waiting to lick the cum as he jerks him off. 

The image of the blond, on the floor looking at him jerking off, all innocent made his blood rush. He began to stroke faster, base to the tip, rubbing the drip pre-cum on his cock.

Nanami takes the tip in his mouth, sucking it gently like a lollipop. Saliva forms on his lips as he continues to suck the tip. Using his tongue, swirling around the head, the warmth of breath to make him feel. 

“My slutty bunny,” Gojo jerks faster, feeling gut get warm with pressure to release. 

Nanami opens his mouth for the cum, tongue out, the string of white sticky erupts from his tip, landing over his face, lips. Bunny licks the mess around the tips, sloppy. 

Gojo opens his eyes, it's only him and his mess. Alone again yet leaving more craving as he wanted more.

This was one of many fantasies. 

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Gojo waited patiently for Nanami after school to discuss some behavioral matters. He sat behind his desk, preparing some speech about dress-codes and pre-caution of teen age dating scenes. 

He had to keep collected once he heard the knock. Today's outfit as usual, he wore a mini skirt with white cotton panties. He didn’t need the six-eyes for that during class.

“Come in!” Nanami enters, taking a seat in front of the desk casually. “How is my favorite student doing?”

“Fine. So what’s this about?” Nanami directly gets to the point. He knew Gojo wanted to address yesterday's event which Nanami was preparing for.

He loves bluntness. “My Nanamin, as you know I am your guardian alpha for Jujutsu society. My job is to protect you from unwanted alpha. But I can’t be everywhere. I know you are a strong omega but when alphas see you walking down the street with skin showing, alluring scent, due to your beauty–from people– your age –-wanting more-”

“Are you slut shaming me?” Nanami gave a small glare, knowing he can use this to his advantage. 

“NO! NO! NO!” The speech sounded better in his head. “I meant–”

“Am I not pretty enough either? You think I am ugly!?” Nanami was having fun. “I thought I was expressing myself.

“You’re gorgeous!” Gojo started to rumble on trying to control the situation. He tuned him out. After watching his man rant an apology for ten minutes he decided to give the man a break.   Nanami knew how to flip the script in his favor. The man was trying to find the right words, stuttering a bit. “Those scents can make anyone follow you.”

He decided to play blond dumb. “What scent?” 

“Unless you pick an alpha of your own-Wait what?!” Gojo stared at him with shock. “Your omega scent. Like scenting?”

Nanami just stared at him innocently, shrugging his shoulders with a look of cluelessness. The acting classes his mom signed him up for were coming in handy. He wasn’t dumb he knew how his own biology worked, he was educated well but Gojo didn’t know that.

“Do I smell–bad? To Alpha.” He tilts his head to the side. “To you?”

Gojo was processing those words.

Did Nanami not know he was scenting freely? That would explain so much and why he would give off the smell of sweets randomly (during class). What else did he not know? His own body or the whole biology of Alphas and omegas. 

“Nanami, did your parents ever give you the talk?” Gojo clears his throat, trying to be casual about it. He has watched Nanami watch porn, multiple times. "You know– the talk– birds and the bee.”

He kept his look purity while answering. “Oh that! Yes! They said I shouldn’t worry because an alpha was going to take care of that. I think during the heat of the moment–yeah. ” 

Gojo just stared, jaws open from what he heard. He finally closed his mouth to speak. “Please elaborate.”

“They told me a good alpha was going to seek me out, then we would hug it out according to my mom.” Nanami manages to say it with a straight face. “Like for a week.”

“I am sorry. What?” Gojo was lost for words. “Didn’t we have a school seminar on sex?”

“Yes, for betas.” There was a silence between them.

Nanami blushes a little.  “I did take advice from my peers to watch certain content to learn, however there's not much with omegas–the internet said it's the same but different. And let the alpha lead. ”

He looks down in shame. “My beta parents said the same thing soo…yeah. You must think I’m stupid.” 

“NO! NO! You were just not informed enough!” Gojo felt bad knowing his bunny didn’t get proper education in his own anatomy which explains so much why he has been watching porn and exploring himself. “How about I contact Shoko for you one on one with her to ask any question you have about your body. If you feel comfortable about it.”

Nanami smiles politely. “Thank you.”

“Now that I know your background, please talk to me if anyone tries to court you in a forceful way or saying its alpha omega way. I don’t want any misinformation.” Gojo’s own ego felt good knowing Nanami could come to him first. “You are free to go.”

Nanami sits up, getting ready to leave but stops for a second as he faces Gojo. “Gojo-san,” In a soft tone. “You never answered my question about my scent.”

He clears his throat as a smile appears. “Your scent is good.” He wanted to say intoxicating.

Nanami left the office smiling, playing the naive innocent omega card was perfect. Gojo offered to be a mentor in omega/alpha lesson was a bonus. Knowing his plan was falling into place faster than he expected. 

He already had his next plan.

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Nanami waited a few days before he starts next plan. However, he got pulled into a training mission with Geto-san. Nanami heard few things about him, he was good looking, great sorcerer and was Gojo-san's best friend, so this will be a learning opportunity for him. 

This time he wore scent patches after learning about it from Gojo to make the story more believable. Sitting through the lesson with Shoko wasn’t bad, she actually touched on scenting on a deeper level. Something he will have to master. At the end he left with a gift basket with omegacare items from selfcare to varieties of contraceptive medicine. Useful someday–near future.

Nanami showed up in his uniform with the mini skirt with knee high socks like usual for Gojo’s eyes. But he was only greeted by Geto only. The man was handsome indeed, if Nanami didn’t have Gojo–this man would be his next pick.

“Good afternoon, Geto-san” Nanami bow respectfully. 

The Golden bunny. 

Geto had to admit–Bunny was eye candy–for a teens he told himself. The omega was cute blondie, honey brown eyes, small waist, short skirt, gave a soft innocent appearance. A faint smell of sweet fruit, very inviting. Anybody would think the same. Beautiful. However, in the years of knowing Gojo, he never knew the man to have interest like this. 

He needs to find out.

Gojo mentioned he was a smart student yet not when it came to his own biology. He found that hard to believe. Was it the omega scent? Could be, afterall Nanami is a rare omega and his scent was inviting to any alpha. Even himself.

And Gojo just had longer exposure.

Not him trying to make excuses for his friend. He needed to take a step back and learn about Nanami.

 “Hello Nanami,” Geto opened the door for Nanami to enter the passenger seat. “It is finally nice to meet you.”

It was just the two of them, usually they would have a driver but Geto loves to do his own driving, plus he wanted alone time to get to know him. Question and observe him closer.

Once they were in the car Geto had asked him a few questions about his curse technique and combat skills. Even had him read the files on the mission.

But he would have to wait after killing the curse.

Watching him fight gracefully was mesmerizing. A few times he had to look the other way when the skirt would show too much. That ass was perfect. Close approximation and spending too much time with Nanami got to Gojo.

After the mission, Geto saw the opportunity to ask during the ride. “You did great, Gojo managed to teach well.”

“Thank you, He did his basic level best.” Answer as he looked out the window. “His teaching method is questionable.”

“Sounds about right.” Geto laughed but was still trying to dig deeper. “I hope he’s a better guardian than a teacher.”

“He’s trying. Always talking though.” Nanami kept it simple. The man was talking too much like Gojo. He notices how Geto would mention Gojo here and there, the man was fishing for answers. They were best friends. Was there a chance Gojo would share what has happened, probably. Definitely.

“He talks about you a lot, good student. Getting his attention, the strongest sorcerer, must have its perks.” 

And there it was. Not ask about his curse technique or mission but Gojo and him.

Nanami stayed quiet for a second, deciding how to play his cards right. He needed to turn the table on Gojo. Time to act.

“Not my fault.” Nanami sighs. “Everyone just stares but Gojo-san sees me and guides me. He might be a goof but he cares for my well being. At least I hope so.”

This might be harder than he expected, trying to get an answer out of a teenager. 

“I’m impressed that you still wanted to learn field missions during your study at Jujutsu Tech. Considering your golden status as omega. One would think to walk away from this and live a comfy life with an alpha.”

He looked down a bit, adding a small frown. “I just want to have fun, do my own things, explore myself before the Higher up starts pushing for me to mate .”

Now he felt guilty for pushing. “You should be able to live the life you want.”

“You get it, Geto-san.” Nanami was just getting started. “According to Gojo-san, I can’t just trust any alpha my age because they want sex. Apparently scent is the biggest attraction. Would they like me for me or my scent?” 

He turns his head to Geto as he exposes his neck with the sweet scent. “Does it affect you? Or am I pretty enough for alpha without my scent? ”

Something was stirring in Geto, he didn’t like it. He shot himself in the foot wanting to question Nanami. His brain was freezing.

“Since you are Gojo-san's friend, I trust your judgment, Geto-san. ” Nanami softens his voice, giving the alpha a false sense of being in charge. 

“Nanami– umm–You–” Geto started to clear his throat, trying to get his mind back on track. The scent was alluring. “Scent is– uhh–”

Nanami grabs the water bottle, opening for him. “Are you ok? Have some water.” 

Geto quickly turns his head back on the road, slamming his break for the red light. Water spills all over Nanami’s lap, seeping through skirt and the seat.

Luck was on Nanami’s side. “I’m so sorry! Your car–”

“It’s my fault,” Geto opens the glove box, grabbing a paper towel for Nanami. “It won’t dry you as much–ah–” He quickly looked back at the road immediately.

Yet he watches from the corner of his eyes, Nanami was drying himself. Moving his hands from his skirts, dabbing the liquid from the cloth and the thighs.

Nanami spread his legs open a bit. Skirt rises up, exposing creamy skin of the upper thigh, moving the napkin into his inner thighs with his hand. Making it look like he was almost touching himself.

Geto was silent.

He shouldn’t be looking yet he was looking. Just like Gojo.

“Your seats-” 

“Leather.” Geto couldn't form a sentence. “Leather seats are ok.”

He needs to control his thoughts. This was an innocent situation that kept getting worse. This bunny was clumsy. Very clumsy and not aware of these actions with alphas it seems.

“I have a sweater in the back if you just want to cover your body–from the cold.” Geto said, trying to keep cool but inside he was struggling.

“Oh thank you,” Nanami unbuckled his belt.

Geto kept focus (tries) on the road but the minute Nanami was trying to get that damn sweater from the back seat–he was in trouble. 

He fuck up.

Nanami was in between the seat, body squeezed half way (bottom half in his face) trying to find the sweater. Geto’s own inner alpha was slowly betraying his thoughts. “It should be on the left–left.”

“I don't see it.” Nanami wiggles his ass a bit. “I think it fell under.” 

It was dark, thank god no one could see his face but Nanami wasn’t finding the stupid sweater fast enough either.

“You– ahh– stop moving–” Geto's eyes almost bulged out of his eye socket. While Nanami was wiggling around, the skirts had completely lifted.

It was perfectly around. His eyes couldn't stop looking through the wet white cotton panties, skin so smooth, just three inches away from his face.

He kept staring between the road and Nanami’s ass. 

He kept telling himself no to his thoughts. 

“Found it!” Nanami slid into the back after getting hold of it.

“Nanami just stay in the back!” Geto collected himself once he realized his tone. “Sorry, I meant to say it's dry and roomy in the back. More comfort.”

“Sure.” Nanami gave a nod. As he took a seat in the back, hiding his smirk, knowing he just outsmarted Alpha.

Nanami will definitely need to send a huge gift basket to Shoko for helping him understand the omega scent. She educated the base of it but in the past apparently scenting can be used for more. How the gravity of the environment can change if omega can set the aroma right. 

Secret technique.

Shoko mentioned the lost art, Nanami research in the old texts in Jujutsu libraries. Hoping to learn it, use it and master it.

This practice was just the beginning.

Geto voice him back to from his thoughts. “How about I tell you about a past mission you can learn from.” 

“Sure.” The rest of the ride Geto went on and on about the missions. It was obvious he was trying to distract himself more than actually teach Nanami.

Geto was grateful once he arrived at the school. Nanami gave an innocent smile as he put his hands on Geto’s shoulder. “Thank you for our conversation. Geto-San.” With that he bid his goodbye.

He was feeling at ease, there was a sweet smell from the omega. Geto was confused by the teen’s simple action yet it was making him feel–a pull–at his own alpha. The whole interaction made him question himself. 

Was this teen so clumsy and naive?

Book smart but not street smart. 

Maybe that’s why his social interaction is lousy.

The clumsy teen doesn’t realize how scenting like that was bad. Looking at him like Gojo– almost –he hated it. Yet he couldn't stop looking either. Geto hated himself at this moment, feeling of lust– almost– awake. 

He needed to tell Gojo to tell Shoko to educate him better.

Gojo appeared out of thin air into his car. “How did my bunny do?”

Geto just sigh as he looked at Gojo. “You’re FUCKED. ”

The Golden Bunny was going to be a problem. 

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His plan was going slower than expected, lately. Nanami wanted the six eyes to take action instead he would just stare and stare. Most of their interaction seems to be classrooms or very few short office hours–or worse, out on mission for more than two days. The worst part was he went on a mission with other students but him. Maybe he was saving him for last. He hoped.

But he didn’t have time to wait.

It was time for Nanami’s next plan– accidental pictures –it was a good simple plan. Photos for Gojo, knowing the man will enjoy it. Reminder of him. As for the spicy video, he will decide later–back up plans for another day.

Another late night mission much to Nanami dismay yet opportunity to send this picture. He took different pictures in a light blue cami set, keeping it innocent–the first set of pictures. The next set of them were almost explicit nudes.

Few adjustment to his plan, needed a fake guy to make Gojo jealous and a friend contact similar/close to Gojo’s name, when confronted its a easy mix up.

Nanami smiles as he pressed send.

Across the city, Gojo just finishes up his last curses when he gets a notification on his phone from his favorite bunny. A glimpse was enough to tell him to open in private. Quickly making his leave to his hotel room. 

Smiling when he shouldn’t. 

Nanami: Hey Gigi, remember that guy, Kai, I went out with last night. Well, he’s asking for pics. Is this too much for someone I just met? I just want to start experiencing, you know. Can you tell me if these are boring? 

Gojo didn’t like whoever this Kai was. Since when did his bunny start seeing someone. Why was his bunny seeing someone he never heard of, he was too good for these basic alpha. Gojo will have to have another talk with him.

 Attachment 1 to 4- Selfie of Nanami on his bed, wearing a cute light blue cami set. It was all from different angles. One of them was him licking a lollipop. Barely a smile.

He was saving these. Smiles form on his face, loving the pictures, they were cute and innocent of his bunny. Then he gets the second batch of photos which makes his jaw drop.

He felt his cock stir. The image of wanting Nanami to suck him off like a lollipop. 

Attachment 5: Nanami was wearing a black two piece babydoll as he stood in front of the mirror, face covered by his phone. Very lacy and see through.

Gojo unbuckles his pants as he pulls his cock out.

Attachment 6: Nanami was turned around, showing his backless top with his ass covered barely by the lacy panites.

He starts touching himself. Closing his eyes, fantasizing. Hands going up and down his shafts. Wishing it was Nanami’s hands, mouth, pussy.  

He wanted to rub his cock on that slutty bunny.

Attachment 7: Nanami was on his knees facing front, one hand touching his left breast, while the other hand was in his panties. 

The amount of time he wishes he can pound into his dirty bunny.

Nanami: Some of my peers at Jujutsu tech said I need to get out of my comfort zone but I’m too shy to share these photos to get their opinions. You known me longer. Should I say something dirty or playful? 🍆in me? Or 😋Would that be the right emoji for wanting suck–

Nanami: Gojo-san, I AM SORRY! Please ignore everything I sent and said. This is embarrassing. 

Nanami : Please don’t be mad! I’m sorry. 

Gojo was so distracted by own fantasy as he jerks off, that didn't see the messages. He was chasing his own high.

On the other side of the phone, Nanami was smirking as he put his phone away. Laying in his bed all comfortable, knowing he was going to sleep well tonight. 

Tomorrow was a new day.

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When Nanami got a text from Gojo to speak to him privately in his office, he smiled. Gojo was walking into another plan of his. He didn’t show up to class on purpose because he was too embarrassed by the texts. Was he going to go to the office? No.

Gojo was going to come to him.

The plan was for Gojo to come find him in his room–alone. This will be more up close and personal for Gojo, his personal–private–items that were left accidentally here and there. The room was scented heavily with his pheromones.

Nanami felt his energy nearing.

He quickly took one last look in the mirror, looking cute. He wore a very tight running short-short with an off shoulder sweater, exposing. He was keeping it simple yet eye-catching for his legs today.

A light knock was heard. “Who is it?” Playing dumb as plans goes into motion. He came near the door.

“Nanami, it’s me, your favorite teacher!” Gojo answered through the door.

Nanami gives a few seconds before opening the door. Putting on his game face.

“Gojo-san, what are you doing here?” He said innocently not meeting his face, he even put light pink blush on his cheeks for the look.

His bunny looked so cute. “You didn’t show up to class or my office. I was worried for you.” Gojo was worried for his bunny. He didn’t want some random filthy alpha hanging with his student. 

“Well, I’m fine.” He said not still not meeting his face. He wanted Gojo to make his next move.

“May I come in, Nanami.”

“Sure,” Nanami sigh but inside he was happy. Perfect catch. “I apologize for the mess.”

Walking through the door was a mistake. He froze. 

Gojo’s was hit with the raw scent of Nanami. 

The room had a sweet scent, it was vanilla with gardenia, so warm, inviting. He wanted to inhale and lick that neck, take in the aroma. The worst part. Inner alpha picks up sexual activity pheromone too. 

If his blindfold wasn’t on, the dark dilated pupil would have.

He was Fuck and wanted to FUCK.

Maybe this was a mistake coming here–alone–in his student room. But he was here for the wellbeing of his student, it's his job to protect him.

“Oops!” Nanami cleared his study chair that had clothes and a four inch blue dildo. For a second his mind was about be dirty for his bunny. He had to put up his infinity.

Nanami shoved everything into a pile in a corner, then brings the chair in front of the bed for Gojo to sit. Waiting for him. He then sits on his own bed, preparing for the next act.

“You must be disappointed.” Nanami doesn’t look at him. 

Gojo takes a seat. “Not disappointed. Worried.”

This time Nanami looks at him. “Worried. Because of higher ups?” 

“No, for you.” Gojo looks at him directly through his blindfold. “Nanami, the previous conversation we had, I want you to always come to me first if any alpha is trying to coerce into something. You're too good for them. If any alpha like you, they wouldn’t be asking for–stuff like this–no pressure. Who is this Kai, anyway?”

Gojo was too curious–annoyed by this Kai.

“He's just an alpha I met at the park a few weeks ago. We talked, he didn’t see me as a rare sorcerer omega. He said he wanted to teach me stuff, that I should try basic–”

“I see.” That asshole was taking advantage of his bunny. He knew sooner or later Nanami would want to explore but he hated the idea. Nanami shouldn’t be with others–only him. 

The thought of his bunny with others didn’t sit well with him. “I understand that curiosity gets the best of us but these guys can’t be trusted, especially someone you just met.”

Nanami frowns as he blushes. “It wasn’t going to be physical.” 

His bunny looked so innocent and cute, Gojo wanted to kiss him. All the physical things he wanted to do. Nasty.

“I tried to ignore words but. Gojo-san, he told me I was too ugly to be touched unless I start–” Nanami hides his face in his hands, pretending to be ashamed by social peers and his look. “My face is not enough–”

Gojo turns off his infinity as he makes his way to Nanami, immediately embracing him in his arms without thinking. The beautiful omega was hurting and it was his job to comfort him. The scent of his bunny was alluring but he needed to focus.

He wanted to hunt and beat this man for making him hurt. “Listen to me, you are beautiful Nanami.”

Nanami didn’t say anything as he rested his head on Gojo’s chest. Pretending to be sad (sniffle) as he embraces the warmth, while slowly scenting Gojo.

“This Kai doesn’t know what he's talking about.” Gojo's arms got tighter around him.

Nanami buries his head into the chest. “You’re just saying that.”

“Oh Bunny! Honey! No, of course not! Anyone would love those pictures! Spicy–NOT! That I saw past the first picture.” Gojo saved all the pictures, memorized into his brain. “But from an appropriate point–Amazing, hot!”

“Really?” Nanami could see the man was fumbling with his words. Maybe time to give him a break, he thought. 

“Yes,” Gojo said softly. Without thinking he kisses the top of Nanami’s hair. This caught both of them by surprise, frozen in embrace.

Nanami was filled with joy.

Gojo, he immediately realized his mistake. This was his student, he just crossed a bound with his student, kissing him on the head. Now his bunny would be scared off by his action. 

He pulled away from the embrace, quickly getting up. “Bunny–I have to save Geto!” Without even looking at Nanami, he teleports out. Gojo fucked up he needed to talk to Geto. 

Nanami stayed silent as a smile formed on his lips.

Victory for Bunny.

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He crossed boundaries today with his student. Feeling the tingle on his lip, the scent of cucumber shampoo, all that sensation from Nanami’s hair alone, made his heart frolic. He wants more but he can’t. Shouldn’t. He needed help and the only person was Geto. Gojo ran to Geto’s place once he realized his action. 

After explaining everything to Geto, his friend sat in silence, processing. But the silence was too long for Gojo. “So…”

“This is bad.” Geto lets out a deep sigh. “Dude, you fuck up.”

“I know! But can’t be obi–”

Geto rubs his temples, thinking how he was best friends with this man. “Not only did you kiss on the head, you called him BUNNY! I highly doubt he or anyone might believe anything you say.”

“I said like endearing way like old–”

“More like rearing.” Geto said under his breath. It was obvious his friend didn’t choose to heed his warning to keep distance. 

Gojo gave a grin at his remark. 

“No, fucking way.” Geto knew from that stupid grin, Gojo’s mind definitely was crossing or worse–crossed lines already, inappropriately. He did. The signs were there, he just didn’t take it seriously enough. 

“What?!”

In the years of friendship, Gojo never had nor talked about someone like Nanami–personal life, including dating nor arranging for mates. He would always bring up the bunny from the beginning, for being smart, cute, likes and dislikes. Then Gojo being very judgemental (angry) of all the noble family’s offers for Nanami. Jealous came to play when Zenin sent their own (same age) at Jujutsu Tech. Gojo’s alpha went feral.

Recalling how the man did tell him he would be watching him–for safety– from a distance, mentor him, his guardian.

Gojo would call (almost everyday) to talk about it. The talk of Golden bunny went from innocence to Gojo describing him– in details.

He should be ashamed too. He jokingly hype Gojo, about the golden bunny (alpha talk). He even blamed Nanami for Gojo’s issues while his own thoughts told he would tap that. He was no better. 

But Gojo was the worst. “I think…” 

“Spit it out!” Gojo is waiting for his reply.

All signs point to his friend wanting Nanami for himself. “I think we both know–you want him.”

Geto continues. “Signs are there–been there for awhile. You've been making too many dirty jokes and comments about the bunny. Not to mention how you describe him while watching him–you want to fuck him.”

Gojo stays silence.

“Hell, if I was around him like you are, I would too,” Geto was no better either, he remembered how he was with the bunny in the car.

“You offer me NO solution! And pointed out you would do him too.” Gojo didn’t want to hear what he knew of himself, he needed a solution to his bunny. “Thanks.”

“Because YOU kept showing his pictures, not to mention the recent ones!” Geto was annoyed by this because now he sounds like Gojo. “This should be a you problem not us problem!”

“Well, at least I’m not alone.” Gojo chuckles. But he wouldn’t want to share his bunny.

“Nope.Nope.Nope. It’s YOU!” Geto sighs. He knows there are no solutions at the moment, just quick damage control.

“Just talk to him, do damage control before this gets worse. Because we can’t do much now if we don’t know what the bunny thinks of your actions. Then you’ll go from there.” Geto was not going to be dragged to Gojo’s level.

This Golden Bunny was going to cause trouble for Gojo, he could feel it. 

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Nanami smiled as he walked down Gojo’s office. Another plan in motion. When Gojo left in a panic, knowing the obvious reason was not to save Geto-san but himself. Nanami needed some damage control, to ease the man that he didn’t do anything wrong as his guardian. He sent a simple text asking to meet in the morning–making sure he put in the text wanting to thank him in person, which most likely he would say yes. 

As he got closer to the office, he stopped to look at his reflection one last time. He was wearing white tennis outfit, the skirt was shorter than usual. This was the perfect outfit to show off his legs and bit of his belly. He looked cute for Gojo’s wondering eyes.

He drops his smile, making his face neutral before knocking. “Gojo-san-”

“COMING IN!” Gojo seemed excited as he yelled. 

Since yesterday, Gojo was nervous since he and Geto couldn’t come up with a solution besides apologies and keep distance or pretend Nanami didn’t notice. But when Nanami texted asking to thank him, he had to see his bunny.

Right now his bunny was too cute in his tennis outfit. He wanted to put his hands on those legs but he had to stop his thoughts. 

“Good morning,” Gojo was staring hard through his blindfolds. 

Taking a seat in front of Gojo’s desk, he could feel the gaze from the man as sat down, legs slightly apart for Gojo to his panties. Gojo’s mouth opened slightly but he closed it fast as his cheek turned pink.

He does his stupid clearing the throat before talking. Nanami took the lead for this meeting, afterall it was his set up for Gojo.

“First, Gojo-san, I just wanted to thank you for yesterday.” Nanami said in a soft tone.  “You're always looking out for me, making me feel safe and comfortable. It’s very endearing how you made me feel better about myself.”

“Wha- really?!--I’m really glad.” Gojo was glad that Nanami didn’t find him a creep. But some he could trust. “I’m always here for you. Anything you need.”

Nanami wanted to smirk hearing those words but instead he pretended to be a bit shy as he played with the hem of his skirt. “Well upon reflecting your advice about alphas. I was wondering if you could help me–well coach."

“Is another alpha botherin-”

“No! Nothing like that. This might–sound silly–but” Pausing for theatrics.

“Nothing is ever silly for my favorite golden bu–golden student!” He almost slipped again using the word bunny. “Please share so I can help.”

Nanami takes a small breath. “Gojo-san, will you take me out on a date?”

There was silence. 

Gojo was processing Nanami’s words. Was the bunny courting him? His heart was leaping for joy. But then his logic kicks in, telling him not yet his inner alpha wants this.

Nanami knew he had to play his cards right for Gojo to say yes.

“It’s a learning experience.” Nanami continued. “Upon reflecting on your advice about alphas, how they should behave properly, and the dynamics of omega and alpha, I’m not very much–educated in that area. It’s very important that I learn before Jujutsu noble families start sending their alphas. What better ways to learn then from someone I trust.”

Gojo felt honored that Nanami trusted him. However, the idea of other alphas hovering or the thought of Nanami with other alpha stirred something in him. “Oh, Nanami. I feel honored.”

He knows he should keep his distance but this was a teaching opportunity. How else is Nanami supposed to know if other alpha are shit if he doesn’t set the bar high, unexpected high, so his bunny knows his worth. 

Nanami needs this man to insert his ego into saying yes. “I understand if you can’t or don’t want too but if you know other alphas who–”

“I’ll do it!” Gojo said in his alpha voice. He didn’t want others near his bunny, he was too precious for them. 

He cleared his throat into a softer tone for his bunny. “Nanami, you are special and you deserve the best from these alphas. That being said, you came to the right person, me.”

It was obvious the man was very eager for this date idea. 

“Really?!” Nanami looking at him with a small smile.

“Yes! It’s for an educational outing.” Gojo smiled, knowing it was more for Nanami, teaching him how he should be treated the best on a date.

“Also, I would like to keep this between us. I don’t want people to know that I lack alpha-omega rules, it’s embarrassing.” Nanami asks, knowing it was the perfect way for alone time with Gojo. “And I value the privacy of my personal life.”

Gojo thought this was perfect, Geto and others don’t need to know. He wasn’t doing anything wrong, just showing Nanami how the alpha show treats him and protecting his student privacy, it was a win-win.

“Everything stays between us.” Gojo felt happy, knowing he just gained Nanami’s trust which is huge for him. Now he knows, Nanami could come to him for anything, keeping him in the loop. No other alpha would ever be good enough for his bunny. 

“Thank you, so much Gojo-san.” Nanami said knowing Gojo just walked into his plan. “I should get going, I have a tennis match with Nobara, soon. But we should talk later for the details.”

“Definitely! I will let you know for best scheduling.” Gojo was excited, he had many ideas for their dates.

Nanami gets up from the chair, he has one more fun plan for the man. “Gojo-san, this is embarrassing, but can you help me zip up my skirt in the back?” 

“Sure.” He answered way faster than his brain expected.

Gojo just stared as Nanami turned around, showing the back of his short skirt with zipper half down, small exposing his cotton white panties. 

He slowly gets up, staring at Nanami’s bottom, in silence. Worst part, he was already half- hardened from watching his legs and panties while they were talking. As he stood behind Nanami, his heart was beating fast. How he wanted to touch his bunny, fondle him, kiss him,lick him. 

He had to remind himself it was a simple task he was doing, nothing worth being that exciting for. As one of his hands grabs the zipper, the other one holds the wrist hem, he makes contact with Nanami’s soft skin. Yet, his adrenaline was rushing through his body. Small touch. Gojo couldn’t believe this was thrilling him.

Nanami smirks to himself, knowing Gojo was staring and enjoying this. He just wishes he could be watching the man’s face. “It shouldn’t be rocket science but the zipper might be stuck.” Nanami temper with it. 

“Yeah,” Gojo realized he needed to stop staring and fix this. He snapped out of it, tried the zipper but it was stuck. “This zipper is a struggle. The angle is off.”

“Oh, let me try this,” Nanami bent over, giving him a better look at the zipper. Gojo’s hands end up on Nanami’s hip, as a reflex. However, when he bent over, his ass felt Gojo’s half hardened cock through his skirt. Nanami was surprised but proud. “Better view?”

Gojo just froze.

The bunny’s ass was pressed against his cock. It felt exhilarating. His instinct wanted to grind against, feel his cock between Nanami’s leg, ass, everything. Things he wanted to do and touch. His cock was getting harder as he held on the hips. Wanting to pound. The position they were in was perfect for fucking.

But he stood frozen, not trusting to move.

Nanami was proud he managed to make it hard but it seems he broke the man too, the silence was too long for him to know. He was glad to know Gojo’s cock was big, the amount of pleasure he could have riding that cock. Now, was not the time it seemed.

Nanami stood back up, this caused Gojo to snap out of it, as he let go of Nanami’s hip. 

Gojo bit his lips as he just watched Nanami sigh in disappointment. “It’s ok Gojo-san, thank you for trying.”

“Yeah,’ Gojo whisper but his mind was stuck on the feeling of is cock against Nanami’s body.

“I’ll just change until I can get a new one.” Nanami gathers his things, feeling Gojo’s gaze on him. 

Nanami turned around to say goodbye. “Thank you again. Gojo-san.” Gojo just stood there, nodded his head. It was like he was afraid to move, but to him it was victory as he walked out that office, smiling in satisfaction.

“FUUUUCCCK!” Gojo yelled in frustration, he had the bunny in front of him. Bent over, ready to fuck. Now he was left with a hard cock with Nanami on his mind.

He wanted Nanami.