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cheer-less · 2 years

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a/b/o todoroki shouto x f!reader - dark content

summary - after spending the first 24 years of your life as Young Lord Todoroki Shouto's academic rival, everything changes when on your 25th birthday you present as an omega. Your wealthy family is ashamed, and give you up to the quickest bidder. Don't worry, surely Shouto won't hold a grudge.

cws - this is dark content with non/con and dub/con. arranged partnership au, with omega reader, alpha shou, endeaver also makes reader finish on his fingers, touya's a bit of a creep, vaguely victorian, an au where omega's don't really have rights, predicament bondage, hard impact play, bootlicking, muzzle, dehuminization, endeavor refers to reader as it, breeding, breathplay, use of a riding crop, whipping, aphrodesiac, dacry philia , hard domination, degradation, knifeplay, praise, and then love and soft inadvertent aftercare. yandere.

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The countryside flashes past you, but you keep your eyes ahead. There’s a little stain on the upper left corner of the cushion just next to Todoroki Touya’s head, and if you stare at that, maybe you won’t be sick. You swallow around the gag in your mouth, it’s leather, and it covers the lower half of your face. You can’t see the back of your head, but you know it locks on, and you know the keys are in Todoroki Enji’s pocket. Touya kicks you.

“Do’ya even like Shouto?” You don’t respond, obviously. Your cheeks are red from crying, and your newfound sensitivity to the world isn’t helping, you can smell both of them, and you feel small and shy in this small space with two alphas.

“It doesn’t matter, Touya.” Todoroki Enji says, adjusting the white cuffs of his shirt. You’re wearing a simple white dress, and your hair has half fallen out of its complicated updo, tendrils framing your face. Touya kicks you again, you don’t react, even as pain blooms in your shin. There’s a leather restraint around your upper arms, pinning them to your body, and your hands are nearly loosing feeling with how hard you’ve pulled against the restraint on your wrists.

“Is she a virgin?” Touya asks his father, and Enji’s face glazes over.

“Apparently not.” He looks over at you. “However, given their relationship I decided to acquire her for him anyway. A graduation present.” He sighs, tapping his cane against the floor of the carriage. “He doesn’t have to bond to her, if he doesn’t want to, but she’s healthy, and fertile, so he may if he’d like.” Touya looks back to you. “This is a gift for your brother.” Enji says firmly. “Not yourself.”

“She smells good though,” Touya says, cracking a smile. “Anyone ever said that to you, sweetheart?” You make eye contact, and his blue eyes are so cold a shiver runs up your spine. He puts his boot up on the seat right between your legs, pressing against your crotch. A little strangled sound escapes the gag and Enji sighs.

“I ought to make sure she’s in working order.” He takes you roughly into his lap, squeezing your breasts hard enough to make you keen against the gag.

“Let me,” Touya says, annoyed. His father shakes his head.

“No.” Enji lifts your skirts, in full view of his son, and pins your thighs apart. “Soaked.” He murmurs, slipping your white panties to the side. “Omega’s are absolutely shameless, aren’t they?” He rubs his thumb across your clit and it’s a little like being shocked by a million volts of electricity, you’d been touched before you’d presented but this, this was something entirely new. He doesn’t pause, slipping a single finger inside you and curling it. Your back arches against his broad chest and he supports your head with his free hand. “Easy,” he says, and you try but it’s not long before you’re cumming on his fingers, tears pooling in your eyes as you look everywhere but at Touya.

“I want her.” He says, annoyed, as Enji tucks your face into his neck, palming your entire head and shhing you gently.

“You have proven that you are not responsible enough to care for an omega.” Enji says sharply. “Shouto on the other hand-”

“Is a goody fucking two shoes?” Touya protests.

“Is about to graduate with a masters in politics, is mature, is an adult, is ready for this. Is my heir. Take your pick.” Touya sours, but keeps his mouth shut. The carriage pulls to a stop, finally, at the beginning of the long driveway on their sprawling estate. The door opens, and the men get out. Enji takes you by the shoulders, and deposits you in the gravel, letting you stand while waving the man driving the carriage away. He keeps a tight hold on the lead around your waist, tugging you inside while he bickers with his son. You tune it out. It’s a grey and dark day, the sky looks like it might rain any minute. The Todoroki estate is wide and sweeping, the main mansion house is huge and beautiful, stone covered in deep green ivy. The glow from inside is light and golden, under any other circumstances you’d be excited to see the inside. Not today. Lord Todoroki Enji bids Touya a firm goodbye and then leads you up the sweeping staircase in the entrance hallway, not bothering to allow you to shed your shoes. Servants look at you with a mixture of pity and concern as you pass, you avoid their gaze.

“Shouto!” The lord calls down the hallway, but there’s no response. You walk for a few minutes, wet boots squeaking on the beautifully varnished wood floors. You struggle to keep up with him, but just when you’re about to trip on your skirts, he stops. He knocks on the a cream colored door, and you're struck by how in any other situation, how unseemly, how taboo it would be for you to see his bedroom.

“Come in.” You hear a familiar voice say, tinged with annoyance. Lord Todoroki pushes the door open, and takes you by your upper arms, dragging you inside. You have exactly one second where you read genuine confusion on Shouto’s face. He’s standing at his desk, having been in the middle of penning a letter. Realization dawns on him as he reads both the flush and the tear tracks on your face, as he inhales and he can smell you, white florals, gardenia, freesia, madness.

“Congratulations on your graduation from university.” Lord Todoroki says, releasing your upper arms. “If this gift isn’t to your liking, we can always replace it.” You swallow, surely, he’d reject you. Based on the last conversation the two of you had had, where it had been revealed that you’d beaten him out for the top academic spot in your graduating class, you could see him telling his father to throw you in the mud with the pigs.

“A gift?” Shouto says, nearly unconscious of the conversation, eyes on you, guessing what the last day had been like for you, imagining the last twenty four hours of humiiliation.

“You should breed it, in my opinion,” Lord Todoroki says, feeling you squirm against the restraints. “Do you think you have what you need to break it, it should obey you but I can-”

“I know what I need to do.” Shouto says sharply, and Enji flashes his palms. You recoil involuntarily at his tone and he softens a bit. “Get out.” Shouto takes a step towards you and Enji moves towards the door, hesitating.

“You know where to find me.” He says eventually, and Shouto shrugs. Enji lets the lead he was holding fall to the floor, closing the door behind himself. The two of you are alone, and there’s a beat before he speaks.

“You poor little thing,” His voice oozes condescension as he takes a step towards you and you realize now, how much taller than you he’s become as the years have passed. “You’ve been crying?” You nod, unsure if it’s the flushed cheeks or red eyes that give you away. “Why don’t we get the first part over with, and then you can take some time and calm down?” You feel hot new tears forming, and he reaches for you. Instinctively you step away. He moves quickly enough to catch you, taking your body roughly and bending you over his bed, pinning you to the mattress as you struggle. “Stop, moving,” he grunts, and for the first time you feel the weight of an alpha giving you an order and subdue your movements, even as you hear the metal of his belt buckle clink, and feel him raking up your skirts. “I want you to remember,” he says, “That’ I’m taking the time to prepare you, even though I don’t have to,” he keeps one palm on your head, pinning it to the bed. You feel him slip two fingers inside you, you whimper against the gag. He scissors them, taking his time to relax the muscle. You stop struggling as you start to feel pleasure along with the humiliation of your former classmate seeing you like this, and feel him pat your back softly with his free hand.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, smirk spreading across his face, he smells like clean leather, like the crackling of a fire, like pine. “Omega’s really do break easily, don’t they?” You try to speak through the gag but he chooses that moment to ease himself inside you, and you whimper instead. You’ve never felt this full before, this relaxed, even restrained, even uncomfortable, it’s ecstatic. You feel him comb his fingers through your hair, swearing under his breath.

“Good,” he breathes, and the warmth of his praise is like a small fire in your chest. “Good girl.” He rolls his hips against yours experimentally, and watches you relax further, all soft moans and whimpers. He rests one hand on your bound wrists and uses it as leverage to fuck you harder, swearing as he loses his composure, he’d dreamed about this, fantsized about it every time you’d beaten him in class, corrected his answer, flashed a higher test score. He’d thought of ways he could humble you, he’d imagined slapping the smile off your face, spitting in your mouth, pushing you to your knees in front of him where you belonged. But in this moment, with you so deliciously pathetic in front of him, he finds himself only able to focus on his own pleasure, sure that you’ve achieved some kind of climax when your eyes roll in your head and he chases his own high, cumming with a loud groan deep inside you, raking his nails down your back. He takes a minute, keeping a hand on your waist to pin you to the bed while he puts his pants back on. You’re lost, mind floating far from your body when you feel him push you gently to the floor. “I have to finish a letter.” He says slowly, like you might have trouble understanding. “You’re going to sit next to me on the ground, understand?” You nod, and he takes the leash and pulls you, forcing you to crawl awkwardly across the floor without using your hands, his cum running down your leg under your dress. You kneel, and watch him sit and write, more tears rolling down your cheeks at regular intervals. After fifteen minutes, he pauses, looking down at you, wiping the tears from your cheeks.

“I’d imagine you’re quite upset, but this is far more natural than any competitive relationship we had.” He says. “You’re going to serve me, like you would have anyway, but now you’ll also carry my heirs.” You swallow, more tears falling. “I won’t expect you to know everything, I’ll train you, I’m a fair man. Obviously you’re gagged for the time being, but first, please don’t speak unless spoken to, don’t hold eye contact with me, or anyone unless you’re invited. You keep your eyes on my boots.” He inspects you. “Are you going to speak if I take the gag off?” You shake your head. He bends down, and gently, carefully unlocks the back of the leather strap. He doesn’t let any of your hair get caught in it, brushing it back from your face. You resist the urge to groan at the pain when you're finally able to close your jaw after nearly a full day wearing the muzzle.

“If you speak without permission,” he says, and you keep your eyes on his shoes. “It will come back. If you understand, I want to hear you say ‘Yes, sire.” You can’t help yourself, you look up at him indignantly, remembering the times you’d said that same phrase in mockery, teasing him about an argument in class you’d won, about a test you’d beat him out on. He raps your nose hard with one long finger and you instantly recoil, in more shock than in pain.

“Eyes down.” He says sharply, turning in his chair to fully face you. You let out a terrified squeak. “Appropriate reaction,” he says, still with a cutting tone, “Most of my punishments will be far more uncomfortable.” You stare at his boots, attempting to focus. “So you are smart enough to follow orders. Let’s hear it, yes, sire.” You find your voice, it’s barely a whisper.

“Yes, sire.”

“Good,” he says, “Now I want you to kiss my boot.” You know better than to look back up at him, but it takes all your self control not to look up into his eyes, not to look at your former classmate who had to be joking. You hesitate, “I am absolutely and deadly serious.” He says, and you hear the slight condescension in his tone. You lower your head, and press your lips to the leather. “More.” He says and you kiss it, nearly losing your balance with your hands and arms tied behind you. “Now apologize to it.” He says and he watches you stop yourself from looking up at him in confusion. “Apologize for thinking you could ever be my rival,” he snaps, “And apologize to my boot for thinking you were ever above it.” You swallow.

“I-I’m sorry,” you whisper, “I’m sorry for thinking, for thinking I was ever above your boot.”

“So soft spoken now,” He observes, “Is it because you’re afraid of me?” You go to nod and then think better of it.

“Yes, sire.”

“Lick them.” He orders, and you do, crying a little still as you clean his boot, following it with your face as he brings them back under his desk, resting one of them on your face as you hear the scratch of the quill on the paper. You’re still restrained, licking the part of his shoe you can get to, terrified of what will happen if you stop. You lay on the ground, straining your neck for a full half hour before he stops writing and scoots his chair black.

“Look at you,” he says, “Who knew this was what you were good for?” You know better than to try to speak, he presses the flat of his boot against your mouth. “I did.” He says coldly. “I always knew you were nothing unless you were serving me, always.” He pushes it harder against your face. “So this is how you greet me, you’ll get on your knees and lick my boots until I tell you you can stop. Understand?”

“Yes,” you manage, “Sire.” It’s hard to get words out around his shoe, but you do your best. He pushes the chair back, standing, and reaches down, taking the lead and walking across the floor, leaving you to scramble on your knees, unable to crawl properly with your arms restrained.

“Wait here.” He points to the ground and you close your eyes. He gets a box and stands on it, taking some rope from a drawer in his desk and looping it through a metal hook on the ceiling. He works for a few minutes before speaking again. “Get up here and stand on the box,” You struggle to your feet and stumble across the floor, legs asleep. “Iida’s gonna eat shit,” he mutters, a smug little smile on his face as he stands you on the box, going behind you and loosing the restraints on your wrists, You gasp with relief as the blood flows back to your hands, you flex and stretch your fingers. He reaches around and removes the other leather belt from your upper arms, and unlatches the leash from your neck, and you stand, unrestrained

“Your parents may never have cared if you dressed appropriately,” he says, snatching a shining golden letter opener from his desk, “But rest assured my property will be properly covered when it goes outside.” He slices down the front of your dress and you let out a nervous gasp, struggling to keep your eyes down as he yanks it off of you, throwing it on the ground. You’re standing then, in only your corset, panties and stockings. “This you’ll need.” He mutters, removing the corset without destroying it, unlacing it with a mild amount of frustration. He slices through your panties, and you whimper at the proximity of the metal to your skin, but his movements are deft and sure. He throws them on the ground next to your dress. He eyes your stockings, they’re a white cotton, and they come up to just above your knee. “I can’t have you catching cold, and it’s a cool day.” He slides a thumb in between the fabric and your skin, feeling the plush of your thigh, and you keep your eyes downcast as you feel him tying the rope around your body, your wrists, your waist, your neck, running between your legs. It feels a bit loose and strange. You keep your eyes down as he goes to his bedside table and takes out a small bottle, dipping his fingers in something before spreading it between your legs, rubbing it on your already puffy clit. He notices that at his touch, you stop trembling, as if despite what he was doing to you you couldn’t help but be comforted.. “When I remove the box, you better catch yourself.”

“Yes, s-” he pushes it out from under you and you fall, several things happen at once. You stand the only way you're able to, catching yourself on the balls of your feet. The rope between your legs now cuts into your crotch, in a way that brings you some relief from what you’re now certain is an aphrodisiac, but when you rub against it to get relief the rope on your neck tightens. Your arms are wrenched up, behind you, and your back already aches at the way they’re pulling. You let out a kind of strangled moan, trying to find a way to stand and be comfortable, while he watches with a small genuine smile on his face.

“Don’t suffocate yourself to cum.” He says, teasing, and you look up at him, then immediately recognize your mistake, fear flooding your face as he scowls.

“I’m sorry I, please don’t-”

“Quiet.” he snaps. He opens a closet and pulls something out, it’s a long black riding crop,

“Please,” you beg, “Please, Todoroki-” He moves so quickly you barely see him, whipping it hard across your chest. You gasp with pain, tears springing to your eyes.

“To you,” he says, doing it again, making you dance on your tiptoes, “I am sire, your lord, or Lord Todoroki.” He whips you again. “All that studying and not a drop of sense in your brain I see.” You gasp again when he does it again, this time on the top of your thighs. He walks past you, and for a moment you think he’s done but he stands behind you, watching you rub your body against the rope, shaking his head. He takes something and puts it over your head, you realize it’s the muzzle and start to struggle in earnest. He pushes the bit back in your mouth and fastens it, coming to stand in front of you. “I was going to let you beg for relief.” He says, shaking his head. “But you spoke out of turn, and now you’re going to spend the day like this.” he whips your tits again and you yelp against the gag. He keeps going, savoring every little tear, the tinge of your face as it burns in humiliation. He doesn’t talk much, stopping if the gag buckle gets tangled in your hair, softly gently fixing it and then going back to whipping your tits. You’re crying hard by the time he pauses, still alternating between bucking your hips against the rope, gasping for air and hopping around on the balls of your feet. He sighs, setting the crop on his desk and palming his length.

“Fuck,” he loses his icy composure for a second. “I underestimated how hot it would be to see you cry,” He moves quickly, coming to stand behind you and taking your hips in his hands. You’re still swollen from last time, but he bullies his length inside, fucking you hard, but after a few minutes, he stops, pulling the gag down. “Wanna hear you say my name as you cum,” he growls, “Wanna hear you say it.”

“Aaa-ah,” you get out, he’s right, you’re close, and he’s so big and warm and close, “S-sire,” you get out and feel his lips on you shoulder.

“Shouto.” He corrects. “Shouto when you’re cumming.”

“Shouto,” you repeat back to him, “Oh, oh, oh, Shouto-”

“Fuck, yes,” he snarls, “Who owns you?”

“Y-you, Shouto,” you choke out, and you cum nearly at the same time, you first and then he follows after you, your legs trembling as you go back to balancing on the tips of your feet. He stays curled against you for a second before replacing the gag and flopping back on his bed. You whimper a little, you’re back to having your arms pulled at a painful angle, and without his touch you have nothing to distract from the welts on your chest, which sting and throb. He stares at you, taking his time, running his fingers over the welts, even pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

It’s a full hour before he takes you down, letting you flop to heap on the floor, barely catching yourself on your shaking hands. He leaves you there for a moment and comes back, taking your chin in his hand, forcing your gaze upwards.

“You can look,” he says softly, and you feel him dab your face with a warm cloth, “Good girl,” he coos, your lids flutter shut. “I don’t really have it in me to hurt you too badly,” he muses, as if he’s surprised. “I was so angry with you,” he murmurs, carding his hands softly through your hair. “But you’re really quite docile like this, aren’t you,” he cups your face. “Look at me.” You do, and hold his gaze really, for the first time since you walked into the room. “I’ll take good care of you.” He murmurs, feeling the warmth of responsibility ignite in his chest. “Some omegas sleep in the stables, but I think I’d prefer to have you in my bed, hm?” You realize, after a beat, that he’s asking what you think. Despite yourself, you nod. “I thought so.” He leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead.

He gets up and leaves, coming back a few minutes later carrying a basket, setting it on the floor and pulling a dark glass bottle out. He takes a handkerchief from his pocket, and pours some of the liquid, it stains the fabric a dark purple.

“Shhhh,” he breathes, and you sniffle a little as he dabs at the welts, “Shhh, sweetheart.” You feel the pain dissipate wherever he touches the handkerchief, it’s numbing affect apparent.

“I’m,” you choke out and he looks at you, “I’m s-sorry, sire.” He stares at you, surprised, and then pats you on the head affectionately.

“You’re doing alright.” He pulls you to your feet, and you let out a soft whimper of pain, sore from having been in an uncomfortable position for so long, “You’re doing well, come here,” he holds you to his chest, feeling how small and soft you you are pressed against him, feels a deep protective connection forming. “You’re a good girl, so good.” He presses a kiss to your cheek, lifting you up and setting you on his bed. “You wanna take a little break, get under the covers and I’m going to see to your clothes?” You swallow and nod. He doesn’t make you verbally respond. “Do I need to tie you down, or will you stay put?”

“I’ll stay put, sire.” You mumble, as he pulls the blankets back and tucks them around you. You feel exhausted, joints aching, but somehow, pleasantly full and warm. Shouto kisses your head one more time before leaving, a soft smile on his face as he fixes his jacket, walking down the stairs to the entrance hallway.

“How are things?” His father stands as he passes the sitting room, Shouto scowls, looking away.

“Fine.” He says, and starts to walk faster.

“They sounded fine,” Touya calls, from the soft satin couch he’s lying on, “Pass it around sometime.” Shouto whirls around, eyes narrowed.

“You will not touch her.” He snarls, and Touya cackles, his canines catching the light.

“He will not.” Lord Todoroki Enji stands, putting a hand on his eldest sons shoulder. “Your sons should be your own.” Touya scowls, ripping his shoulder away from his father, and stalking out of the living room. “She’s behaving?” Shouto nods, ready to leave. “And you like her? We can get you another one.” Shouto feels an unnatural, irrational anger ignite in his chest, his hand curling into a fist.

“I don’t want anyone else.” The words tear from his lips without him thinking about them, and a small proud smile spreads across his fathers face.

“Good.”

Shouto meets with a few of the servants and makes arrangements for your clothes, and for a few other things, acquiring more soft dark strips of leather from the stables. He makes it back to you just as the skies open up, rain pounding against the windows of his bedroom. You’re still asleep, nearly exactly where he left you. He slips out of his jacket, kicking off his boots and slipping into bed beside you, tucking your body into his chest. He inhales deeply, you still smell of springtime, like the white flowers that grew on the trees in the gardens, back when he used to walk with his mother. He rubs your head, and feels you snuggling against his chest.

“Are you comfortable?” He asks and you nod.

“Yes, sire.” You mumble sleepily, he feels you hook a leg around his body. “Mine.” You mumble, unconsciously. He chuckles without thinking about it.

“Really?” He raises an eyebrow, but you just hold him tighter. “Did you hate me?” He murmurs, “Before, did you hate me?”

“No.” You sigh.

“No, hm?” He starts running a long finger down from your forehead to the slope of your nose. “Not going to mind being mine?” You squirm at that.

“Is it always going to hurt?” You ask, your voice is small.

“Sometimes,” he says with a little shrug, “You’ll need to be trained, and also I think you look absolutely beautiful when you cry.” You shiver. “But sometimes,” he couches, “It can be nice. Soft.” He keeps stroking your face. “You’ll have heats, and I’ll take care of you,” you squirm a little more, “You don’t like that?”

“No, sire.”

“I’ll have ruts, and you’ll take care of me,” he says softly, wondering if that’s the right way to put it, “It’ll probably feel more like I’m throwing you around.” You let out a soft little noise. “You don’t like feeling out of control.” It’s not a question. “You’ll get used to it.”

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katsukikitten · 2 years

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Synopsis: Shoto lives his whole life unbothered. There truly is nothing that can rile him up nor tempt him to indulge in the finer things in life, that is until he meets you.

Warnings: Dub con, alpha/omega dynamics, Shoto is a bit rough, biting, breeding if you squint

AN, wc: I'm finally getting around to posting this drabble I wrote for @kinjuutsu ages ago. So enjoy the smut 1765

Todoroki Shoto was a stoic man. Nothing seemed to phase him in this world. A rare pro hero Alpha that didn't have a need for suppressants, he could rescue any Omega with ease. Whether they had their scent blocking collars or not, and he even had on his record that an Omega in heat barely got more than a second glance around him.

Not to mention he was easy to pair with the more temperamental Alphas as Shoto was far from territorial. Helping to hold back anyone who was having a particularly rough day or getting too close to their rut. Just another reason why he was ranked in the top five heros.

So today shouldn't be any different as he patrols with Bakugou who's more angsty than normal. His own hot headed omega giving him trouble at home as Shoto plays therapist most of the day.

Or maybe it was more like a verbal punching bag.

"Shoto and Katsuki, please return to the agency your shift is now complete." Dispatch rings in through their headsets as the two Alphas make their way towards the large building.

"Fuck this day." Bakugou hissed as he steps off the elevator to head towards his office to finish up some paperwork. Before Shoto can even get off the elevator something sweet hits his nose.

Something salivating as he stalks with dilated pupils to find you with your back turned. Short skirt and your pretty little throat exposed, no suppressant collar to be seen. Shoto cannot stop himself, stop his instinct as he stalks towards his prey.

With dirty images flashing in his head. Grabbing your jaw and craning your head to expose your throat to him. His canines ache as he thinks of sinking them deeply into your scent gland marking you as his own and…

Shit, shit shit. He was right on top of you now and you still hadn't noticed, reaching up higher into the cabinet as your already short skirt rides up, exposing that fine line where your tights started to thin and if Shoto looked closely. He could see what color your underwear were.

He grinds his teeth, body moving on his own as he reaches over you, yanking the bottom of your skirt down with a deep growl that vibrates in your own chest. He sets the binder your fingers were ghosting onto the counter before you. Lips pressed to your ear in a snarl.

"Watch it or people might think you're nothing but a vixen."

Shoto grinds his teeth as he turns away from you, the crotch of his pants growing tighter as he thinks of just how pretty you looked. Of bending you over that counter in that dark little nook. Ripping your tights and feasting on your cu- wait.

Internally he shakes his head, tongue running across his engorged fangs as he fights to keep from scenting the room in lust.

"I didn't ask for help, you know." You call from behind him with such an attitude it makes Shoto stop in his tracks.

Normally he'd let the attitude go, wouldn't haven't even registered what you said. But you were choking him, your smell all over this damn office and you couldn't have been here long. After all, you weren't here this morning. He looks over his shoulder, smoky quartz eye glowing as he sees you with your arms crossed. The position pushed up your tits in your shirt, the buttons straining and it has Shoto's mouth watering.

Unconsciously he lets his threat hang in the air, changing the mood with his scent. Charred wood and icy winds wrap around your shoulders causing a shiver to run down your spine as he closes his office door.

Weeks pass with the two of you at odds. Shoto correcting your clothes as he always, always finds his new assistant in precarious poses. On tiptoe, bending over with your ass wiggling in the air as you look for a file, or even just standing too close to him as you slam his coffee down on his desk.

He wasn't helping with your attitude, normally when an Omega was irritated he'd let off gentle, relaxing pheromones. Filling the air in a cozy bonfire with roasting marshmallows or the soft scent of pine on Christmas morning.

But lately his lust and irritation soured, charred wood and the cold threat of snow hung heavy in the air.

Today was no different as things began to come to a head.

There you are again, after a long and rough day of snapping with Bakugou, in the nook. Reaching for the top shelf as you insisted on auditing his old assistant's work. Your skirt riding up, showing off where your tights began to thin, he could see your soft skin beneath the fabric, your lacy black underwear and the curve of your ass cheeks from how much it rode up today. But what sends him over the edge is that you don't have on your normal blazer, the small strap of the dress falls down your shoulder and you make the tiniest whine.

Those images come flashing into his head again. Teeth aching as they long to bite you, marking you as his over and over and over until you were nothing but a drooling mess with his name jumbled on your tongue.

He cannot stop himself as he goes to "correct" your dress. This time his chest is pressed so harshly against you it pushes your hips into the biting edge of the counter. As he grabs for the binder roughly slamming it down onto the surface as his calloused fingers yank down the hem of the dress.

"So you are just a seductive little Vixen." His voice is laced with venom and his tone has your stomach in knots and the way he smells. Choking out every rational thought. He sends your heart into a racing pace as he starts to retreat to his office.

"What's your damn problem?!" You cross your arms, "You've been nothing but an asshole to me!"

He scoffs, about to close and lock his office door to pant in his chair until he's calmed down until your glossy lips mumble out.

"Bakugou is nicer than you, fuckin dickhead." You turn around to reach for another binder

This time, oh this time Shoto can't help himself. Cornering you into the nook as he presses himself into you. This time the counter bruises your hips as he presses his lips to your ear.

"What's wrong with me?" His voice is dangerously low and suddenly you don't have much to say, "I'll tell you what the fuck is wrong with me."

He pushes your dress up to your natural waist, exposing to him your pretty ass in those lacy underwear, kept behind the thin fabric of panty hose that stretch over your round cheeks. Rough hands grab at your hips as he grinds your clothed cunt onto his painful hard on. He pants struggling to keep his composure as his hips stutter. He can smell your arousal growing from how he handles you and it's almost enough to send him into a rut.

"You." It comes out animalistic as his breath fans your ear, his hands coming up your sides before sliding over your stomach and up to your breasts. Loving the feel of the weight in his hands before the venture back to your hips.

"You, trying to seduce me by wearing short skirts and dresses, showing off your neck that's begging for me to bite. Trying to tease with flashes of your thighs and underwear. Monday they were red, Tuesday they were dark blue and today they are black." You swallow thickly having not realized just how much the fabric rode up your powerful and pretty frame, silently thanking the gods you were on a floor only Bakugou and Shoto could access.

"You want me to correct your skirt don't you?" He stills his hips, pressing his nose to your throat as he lets out a groan, "Want me to get close so I can smell your damn intoxicating scent."

He sounds angry but his pheromones say otherwise. Hot bonfire, icy wind wrapping around you almost as tightly as he was pressing against you.

He stays like that, lapping at your throat, letting his teeth barely scrape along your tender spot and the sensation drives you mad.

You grind against him every so slightly and that's all it takes to push him over the edge. He rips open your tights and pushes your underwear to the side. When he watches the silvery string of arousal break he loses all composure. Slapping his large hand over your mouth to quiet your moan as he slips his length into you in one quick stroke.

"I'm going to breed this pretty little cunt until you're stuffed with my cum." He growls, fucking into you with wreckless abandon. Taking out pent up aggression he didn't realize he had. Even with his hand over your mouth he can hear the sweet moans you make. Feeling you clenching around him so hard he thinks he won't last.

"Fuck, fuck pretty girl." He growls, nipping at your throat, tongue thrashing over the indents trying so, so hard not to sink his teeth in and mark you as his mate, "Taking me so well."

"You'll cum for me right? Squeeze me so tight I'll see stars?" He asks, pulling you to him so his free hand can reach around you and press rough circles over your clothed clit. Quickly the coil in your stomach begins to tighten as he alternates whispering filth in your ear and nipping at every inch of your throat but your scent gland. You don't last long as you scream into his warm palm whimpering as he fucks you through your orgasm. Cunt convulsing so hard he can't help himself.

Can't help the ache in his cock or his canines

"That's my good little omega.." He growls, hips stuttering as he bites deeply into your throat, painting your walls in sticky white.

As his canines sink into your scent gland, the sensation makes you cum again. Tears falling down your cheeks and over his thick fingers as you feel impossibly close to the hulking pro hero.

He stays like that a moment, softening in you before he removes himself and his teeth. Your throat blossomed in deep purples as he pants in your ear.

"Grab your stuff, we're leaving." His hands bruising your hips, "I'm gonna fill you with my seed til you're baring my babes."

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A Hero proposal

bakugou makes a deal with you but your not who

you say you are. (based on the kdrama business proposal)

“Y/n please i’ll never ask again after this.” your best friend begged as she fell to her knees. She had a blind date set up by her parents they wanted her to marry some random rich guy. “I can’t i really need to get back to work now if you don’t mind” you said as you turned to walk away “i’ll pay you all you have to do is scare him off.”

Ands that how you got here in a wig and heavy makeup trying to fool some random rich stranger into not marrying your best friend. She had even gone as far as to buy you a new expensive outfit and a Chanel bag. The restaurant looked really expensive and fancy and you had been waiting at a private booth for about thirty minutes. Who could this guy be you wondered to yourself as you rehearsed what you were going to say. What if he didn’t believe your little act what if he was a total creep.

“How did i end up here?” you whispered to yourself as you have a defeated look to yourself in bowl of soup you got as an appetizer a while ago.

“Hello.” you heard from behind you turned to look at the owner of the voice to be met with a familiar pair of red eyes you’ve seen them on tv before but never in person a chill ran down your spine “Fuck.” you exclaimed silently

“Miss bf/n?” he questioned his voice coming out softer than you expected “Yes!” you answered faster than anticipated he now carried a confused look to the other end of the table as he took his seat “Pleasure meeting you I’m Katsuki Bakugou” he said as he took off his coat

Oh My Fucking god you were on a date with Dynamite…well bf/n was a date with dynamite but you were bf/n right now. “Are you ok miss bf/n?” he asked as he could see that you were deep in thought oh yea it was showtime you were here to deceive him “Well of course.” you said Alright Y/n it’s show time….

TO BE CONTINUED

just testing the waters to see if anyone wants me to continue this fic 😭

#bakugou x reader #bakugou x deku #alpha bakugou x reader #alpha tamaki #alpha yaoyorozu #bakugou katsuki #mha x reader #shoto x reader #bnha omegaverse #bts #omega bakugou #fanfic

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Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind

Alpha!Shoto x Omega!Reader

➤ Part 2 to this fic - Shoto has no memory of what happened, or what he did (u can find request in part 1 comments)

Warning ⚠️: injury talk

»»——⍟——««A/n: I feel like Todoroki is OOC here…. The title sucks and I feel like the fic sucks. Why am I posting it? Who knows 😭😭but ig maybe yall will like it

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You spend the rest of the night there with Todoroki. When he's asleep, you manage to slip away to put the groceries away and clean up the blood from his face and hands. By the morning, he's still out cold. You call his agency to tell them he won't be in and start making breakfast, preparing to wake him.

You walk to the couch and kneel down next to Shoto, putting your hand on his shoulder and shaking him a bit. "Sho. Sho, wake up," you say gently.

He groans, his eyes opening and chest rising as he takes a deep breath. Shoto tries to turn his head and look at you, but the second he moves, you can see the slight flitch in his face, his hand rising to his shoulder, feeling the bandage over his scent gland.

"What happened?"

"Your scent glands got infected. Do you remember yesterday at all? Or how it may have happened?"

Shoto groans. "That's the last time I use that stupid detergent from Kaminari."

"What?" you laugh.

"There was a... incident after a fight, involving some weirdly constructed slime, some dirt, and flower,” he mumbles. “Anyway, long story short, I had to wash my suit at the office, and Kaminari offered a special mix of detergent he uses. Considering his "special mix" of slime was part of how I got into that situation, it was a poor decision on my part. Must’ve had a reaction.”

You can't help but snicker a little. "Oh, Shoto." You shake your head and stand. "Come on, I made breakfast. Let's go to our room."

Shoto spends the day recovering in bed. While he's taking a nap, you begin washing the dishes from breakfast. In your own world you don't hear him walking up behind you. "Hey, Love," he says, resting his hand around your waist and leaning on your back, a normal action for him. Before you can respond, though, you feel the slight surge of pain jolt through you, him unknowingly touching the bruise on your back, making you jolt away from him.

You try to play it off, turning around and smiling at him. "Hey, how are you feeling?" You lean up to give him a kiss, but he backs away, a frown on his face.

"What was that? Are you ok?"

You turn around, shrugging like it's nothing. "Yeah. I'm fine." Shoto stands behind you, watching you closely. He raises his hand, gently touching you again. You don't react as much, but he notices how your body tightens up a little. "Y/n-"

"Shoto, I'm fine-" you begin, turning around to face him again, and as you do, you hit a glass off the counter, it shattering on the floor. "Oh, sorry!" you say, putting your hand out so he doesn't get cut.

"Y/n, be careful!" Shoto says, reaching out his hand to help you over it. You take his hand, stepping over the glass and grabbing the broom.

You and Shoto being cleaning, you'd like to believe it really was an accident and not a subconscious way to distract Shoto from your reaction. You knew he'd feel crushed if he saw the -still fresh and red- marks all over you, and you know he doesn't remember, so you decide to move on and not mention it to him until they're a bit more healed.

Three days later, Shoto is feeling better and heading back to his agency. In the area you work for, your schedule is one week on, and one week off, but the week off is set as only on-call, this's your on-call week.

You end up getting a call around two o'clock, and by the time you're done, you're tired and sore, especially where the claw and teeth marks are, your hero suit having been rubbing against them for hours. When you get home, you shrug off the top of your hero suit, figuring Shoto isn't home yet from the fight you heard he was in earlier in the day.

You stop at the counter in the kitchen, wanting to make a quick snack that you can take with you to the bedroom. You hear shuffling in the hallway, and then a voice. "Y/n." You turn around and smile.

"Oh! Hi, Shoto," you smile. You can make out his figure in the darkness, and you're hoping he can't see you clearly with only the light you turned on over the sink.

You know if he sees you, you'll be busted. You have a tank top on, but it doesn't hide what's on your shoulder.

"Hey! I was just making a snack," you say, turning around and reaching to grab your plate and turn the light off. When you turn back, he's only a few feet from you, and he stops with only inches between you. He takes one hand, taking the plate out of your hand, and at the same time reaching behind you and flicking the light back on. You can only look up at him, as his eyes focus on your shoulder and his hand slowly sets down your plate. "Y/n," he asks lowly.

"Yeah?"

"Who did this to you?"

"Sho, it's nothing," you say, trying to turn and walk away, but getting caught by his hand instinctively flying out, catching your side and again, making you flinch.

Shoto makes a face, his hand dropping away from you. "Let me see."

"Shoto-"

"Let. Me. See." You sigh in defeat, turning around and lifting your shirt. "Are those claw marks, Y/n?" The color in his eyes darkens, the color of an alpha coming out, the telling sign of anger levels rising.

"Yes, but they're not even that deep-"

"Who. Did. This."

You couldn't look at him, you didn't know what to say, how to say they were his claw marks. "They aren't that bad, Sho, it's fine."

"You're bleeding Y/n! How could you say that!"

"It's only sometimes, they're healing. How'd you know?"

"There's been blood on your shirts. It's small, not super noticeable, but not to mention every time I'd get too close or touch a certain spot you flinch. How did it Y/n? These are claw marks, deep claw marks. And a bite, that's frankly too close to your mating mark for my taste. And I know it is not from a fight, that no part of this is from a fight. What happened Y/n?"

You look down at your hands. "You did. Um, you were pretty out of it when Recovery Girl came over. So, to make sure you didn't attack her and stay still, I had you lean over me. You're body reacted automatically, it's really no big deal, Sho." You look up at him, and part of you wishes you hadn't. The anger and darkness in his eyes were replaced with hurt and sadness.

"Y/n, you- why didn't you tell me?" his voice sounds so small, so broken and it nearly breaks you.

"Cause, I knew you would beat yourself up. It's really not that bad."

"Y/n, it could get infected. Why aren't you treating them?" Shoto takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom, making you sit and take your shirt off.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," you say as he starts treating the marks on your back.

"It's alright Y/n, just please don't do this again. You need to tell me next time. Accident or not. I thought you were attacked."

You sigh again. Shoto coming around and looking at your face, his eyes meeting yours, his hand tenderly caressing your cheek as he places a kiss on your lips. "I'm sorry, Love. And I promise I'll make this up to you."

"There's really no need. I told you, I'm fine."

No, Y/n. You're my omega and I left marks on you. Lasting marks. I will make this up for you. Promise."

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emjiroki · 10 months

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My Hero Masterlist ♡

Enji Todoroki ♡

Oni's Heart Yakuza Series

Alpha Enji Short Fic

Self-indulgent Daddy kink

Early Morning Smut

Enji’s Birthday

Alpha Enji x reader x Alpha Shoto pt 1

Alpha Enji x reader x Alpha Shoto pt 2

Alpha Enji smut #1

Beast Like Me: Alpha Enji x Omega reader

Shoto Todoroki ♡

Love You More: Alpha Shoto x Omega Reader

Dreams You Find Masterlist

Where You Belong link

Where You Belong Masterlist

Need You, Love You

Holiday Smut

Arranged Marriage drabble

Touya Todoroki ♡

HeatStroke

Fading Light: Zombie AU

Katsuki Bakugo ♡

No Plan

Katsuki x Reader 18+ short fic

Midnight Writing 18+

Eijiro Kirishima ♡

Open it Red Riot: Birthday fic

Country Boy Kirishima

Country Boy Kirishima pt 2 Rodeo Headcanons

Hitoshi Shinsou ♡

You and I? Two of a kind

Hanta Sero ♡

Say it when your sober: Sero x Reader x Shoto

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gglitch1dd · 7 months

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Claim (Alpha Eijiro x Omega Reader)

Day 3 of Breedingtober

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The zombie Apocalypse is never a great place for an Omega, but Eijiro appears in your life making it a bit easier.

Warning: This chapter does depict signs of domestic abuse and intimidation done to reader BUT NOT DESCRIBED, GUNS, Shooting, Undead, OMEGAVERSE, ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AU, SMUT, KNOTS, slick, cum, BREEDING KINK, praise and slight degradation, blow job, deep throat, mentions of saliva, BLOOD, biting CROSS OVER ALERT- Kuroko no Basketball (this is unnecessary to the story plot, I just needed characters. If you have read my story Ikigai, you'll be pretty familiar with the layout of the camp and other shit)

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Eijiro paused as he waited for anything to happen, anything at all. He took a moment before motioning forward. The group moved forward, rifles out as they neared the motel that seemed otherwise unoccupied from the outside, however the boarded up windows were a concern that would be tackled in the moment.

Katsuki paused at the look of the old motel. Despite the apocalypse, it looked pretty good, stable, for a building that had survived the apocalypse. He glanced to his right from the tree he stood behind. “Sero.” He voiced out lowly.

Sero swallowed down hard as he looked through his scope. The tall lanky Beta was up in the tree tops, having stayed out of sight and higher up in the foliage to ensure that if they did have any enemies that were alive, they wouldn’t see him. “Its dark. I don’t see any movement inside.”

The blond glanced to the giant red head beside him. The large Prime Alpha was quiet for a moment as he surveyed the area for another second. He nodded. “On my lead, Izuku and Shoto watch our six.” He stated simply as he moved forward past the tree line towards the back of the motel.

The back door didn’t seem boarded up or nearly as crowded. There weren’t any undead in sight, and if they were, they had a bullet hole in their head that suggested that they weren’t a threat. Eijiro stood in front of the door, Katsuki staying to the left side of the door pointing his rifle so that if the door opened and there was someone inside he could have access to the right side of the room, while Mina did the same on the right side. Eijiro took a moment, before trying the door handle. It was locked.

Of course, it was.

Eijiro hardened his hand, crushing the lock with ease and opening the door. Inside he was met with darkness. He was quiet as he moved to feel for a light switch. Right as he felt the switch he smelt a scent. Recent. Too recent to not still be in the room. Just as he switched on the lights there was a loud bang sound.

“Eijiro!”

Katsuki and Mina immediately both had their riffled aimed inside the room as the sound of a bullet clattering to the ground was heard. The room was heavily silent. There were six people in the room from what Katsuki could tell but that didn’t matter because they all had their eyes on Eijiro. Eijiro had hardened his head, and with a sort of metallic sound, he was back to normal. Not a scratch on him.

He let out a breath as he looked around the room. “And this is why I go in first.” He let out truthfully.

“I thought you shot that guy!” A red haired man said as well. His hair was a ruby red and short with eyebrows that sort of reminded Mina of Tokoyami’s head. He held a gun up as well as he looked to his comrade who had fired the shot.

The Alpha hadn’t taken his eyes off of Eijiro for a second, dark blue eyes with matching colour hair. His tanned skin contrasting favourably with his hair as he held the gun with a trained grip. “I did, Kagami, unless you didn’t notice that the guy can turn into a fucking rock.”

There was another tall one with green hair and matching eyes, he adjusted his glasses as he looked at the intruders with a judgemental and analytical look in his eyes. “Then shoot one of the others.”

Eijiro took a step forward, putting everyone else on edge. “I wouldn’t advice that, pal.” He let out roughly as he frowned at the glasses wearing one. “Lets be civil about this.”

“Civil my ass.” The blue one scoffed with a low underlying growl. He snarled over at them. “You trespass on our grounds and you wanna be civil.” Katsuki scowled with a low growl, however that wasn’t what had Aomine so irked. Aomine, the blue one, let out another growl. “And this giant rock isn’t even looking at me.”

“It’s because he’s smart.” A man who sat in a magenta chair spoke out as he had Eijiro’s full attention. Although he was shorter than the other Alphas in the room he had an air of dominance and control that clearly showed who had the most amount of power here. His gaze was heavy on Eijiro but Eijiro didn’t back down. The large redhead held his gaze as if he had nothing better to do. Akashi scoffed but smiled, as he pushed himself off the chair. “Akashi Seijuro, Head Alpha of the Generation of Miracles.” He spoke leisurably.

At this point, Katsuki had motioned for Shoto and Izuku to come inside to make the playing ground more fair. “Kirishima Eijiro, Head Alpha of Pack A.” Eijiro responded.

Akashi put his hands behind his back, not a gun on him as he walked to stand in front of Eijiro. “Why are you here? You’re not dead yet, which means you’ve survived long enough to have your own resources. So why come here?”

Eijiro looked around the room. He shrugged not feeling particularly up to answering. “Truthfully, we were bored.”

His answer caused the other Miracles to growl. At the sound of their growling, Katsuki, Izuku and Shoto returned it. Akashi put a hand up that stopped their growling. He frowned at the taller Prime Alpha, his presence imposing on him. Unlike Akashi, there was a hierarchy here now that waws upset because of Eijiro’s appearance. As the only Apex in the room, it meant that he was at the top. And that never set well with Akashi because he was always at the top.

Eijiro sniffed before his eyebrows raised slightly. He sniffed again as he looked towards a large purple haired Alpha that seemed to be blocking something. Something that smelt much too sweet to be an Alpha’s scent. His eyebrows twitched as he felt his Alpha stir at the scent.

Akashi didn’t like that.

“Let go of me!” You whined as you pushed against Murasakibara, the larger than life purple haired Alpha that looked rather tired and drained. He looked a lot like Shinso in that aspect. “I wanna see.”

He looked back to you with a low growl as you were stuffed in a corner behind him. “No, Y/N-chin. Aka-chin said no.” He reasoned.

You let out a low hiss, your scent turning sour in anger. “Seijuro!” You shouted from where you were. You dropped to the flow, peaking from behind the tall Alpha’s legs to look at the Head Alpha of your group. That’s when Eijiro first saw you, with a frown on your face and determination in your eyes. Eijiro’s Alpha perked up at the sight of you. You were the most beautiful Omega he had ever seen in his life. You frowned as you looked to the Alpha who didn’t even look at you, who was too busy scowling at Eijiro’s attention on you to notice much of your anger. “Seijuro, tell him to let me go.”

“Y/N, I told you to get in the other room with Tetsuya and you didn’t listen.” He reminded you, when you had first spotted Pack A from outside.

You rolled your eyes. “They’re people, Seijuro, just like we are.” You reasoned as you put a hand to your chest. That didn’t seem to sit well with the other Alpha at all. You rolled your eyes as you turned to look up at Eijiro, your eyes looking up at him with something he wasn’t entirely sure what to call. “Excuse me, Head Alpha Kirishima,” You spoke with your head slightly down and exposing your neck towards him. At the sign of respect and submission, Eijiro couldn’t help but find you looking even more tempting. An approving rumble left his chest, showing that he was willing to listen to you. Akashi motioned for Murasakibara and Kise, who were the closest to you in your group, to block you out of sight, which made you let out a small yelp. At the sound Katsuki glanced at Eijiro who scowled at Akashi.

With another hiss you somehow managed to bully your way out from their grasp. “I swear I will bite your knots off!” You glared at the two of them for trying to stop you. The both of them lifted up their hands in surrender as you glared at them. You then turned back to Eijiro. Akashi, moved to block your path, showing he didn’t want you moving closer to the other Alpha. You frowned at him, but obeyed him as your Head Alpha. “Head Alpha Kirishima, tell me, is your pack based near here?”

Eijiro’s gaze eased at the sight of you. He nodded. “Yes, it is. Maybe a day’s walk away but nothing that can’t be tackled. Just further out of the city.”

You hummed as you nodded your head at that information. He could tell that slowly you were releasing your sweet scent into the air to try and calm things down and decrease the tension. As the only Omega in the room, Eijiro was appreciative of your actions. “How many pack members?”

“Twenty-One.” He answered simply.

You perked up at the number and glanced at Aomine with a pointed glare. It was a wordless exchange with the large blue haired Alpha but he scowled and looked away with a tsk. He knew what you were trying to tell him. If he had killed Eijiro, you all would have been way too over your head with the group you were dealing with.

You turned back to look at Eijiro. You swallowed down heavily before looking between Akashi and Eijiro. “It’s futile fighting it’s futile trying to kill each other. How about we talk about a possible alliance or maybe even… merge.” At the mention of your suggestion, Akashi let out a low growl at you. His magenta eyes bore into you with almost malice at the thought. You lowered your stature slightly but stood your ground. You took a step closer to him. “We need it, Seijuro.” You whispered to him before turning to Eijiro. “Humanity is better together than separated. Don’t you think, Head Alpha Kirishima?” You asked.

Eijiro hesitated as he saw Izuku and Katsuki glance at each other before glancing at him. Eijiro let out a heavy breath as he thought on it for a moment. “More people mean more mouths to feed, it means more noise, it means more attraction from bad people or the undead.” He explained.

“It also means more hands to help and more eyes on the ground.” You rebutted. Eijiro’s eyebrow twitched with a slight smirk. You shrugged. “Its better to have packmates than uncertain friends.”

Eijiro looked to Katsuki. The blond Alpha looked up to him before looking over at the group in front of him. Then his eyes looked to you. Then he looked to Eijiro. Eijiro looked over to Izuku. The green haired Alpha glared at the opposing side but then looked to his Head Alpha. He huffed but kept his grip on his rifle. Eijiro looked to Akashi but answered to you. “I’m willing to discuss.”

Akashi scowled.

You smiled. “Wonderful! Please, it’s late and its past sunset. Stay the night.” You encouraged, happy to see new faces as you looked around to all of them brightly. Your packmates were not so bubbly.

It took a long time for the negotiations to be met and for either side to be somewhat happy. You also got to learn all their names. You learnt quickly that the pink woman’s name was Ashido Mina, she was a beta and she was very extroverted and lovely. Although the other Omega in your group, Kuroko Tetsuya wasn’t so eager about her extervertedness, you didn’t seem to mind. Then there was the other Beta in the group, and Mina’s partner, Sero Hanta. He was nice and rather laid back and didn’t seem bothered by the Alphas in the room. Then there was an Alpha similar to him, Todoroki Shoto. From then you realised that they were all old heroes from before the world went to shit. Shoto was just as you remember him from all the girls that had crushes on him, stoic and quiet. Then there was the loud Alpha that you knew from the tabloids, Bakugou Katsuki. The blond was trigger happy which was a bad combination with Aomine and Kise but they were pretty satiated easily.

Then there were two Alphas that peaked your interest. First was the green haired Alpha with freckles on his cheeks and a dangerous yet friendly look in his eyes that could change at any moment. Midoriya Izuku. At first you thought the Alpha was a rather friendly a passive person, and you weren’t too offput by his presence, but you realised the undertones of a prime Alpha in him. It was clear that he wasn’t trying to present himself as such and yet he carried a presence to him. Then lastly was the Alpha that you couldn’t help but keep your eyes on, Kirishima Eijiro. He was the largest out of their group, pure muscle and an absolute tank of an Alpha. Although he was friendly to you, always looking deep into your eyes as if he could read you like an open book, he held a firm presence to him that told you why he was Head Alpha. Even when you went to bed last night, in a room upstairs with Tetsuya, you couldn’t help but think about him.

How large he was. How deep his ruby eyes were. How sharp those teeth were that could puncture into your neck so easily.

It was such thoughts that plagued your brain. You tried not to think about them as the next day you had a lot of walking and relocating to do. You were quickly ushered to putting on your scent blockers along with Kuroko because of how dangerous it was for Omegas now in this new world. Zombies were drawn to Omega’s scents like flies to a carcass. It was horrifying how one sniff of the scent could send them all barrelling towards the closest Omega first. So you had to be careful and under the radar as you travelled.

The best part of travelling is that everyone had to be quiet in order for it to be successful and for you all not to attract attention, which meant no fighting of the two opposing groups. However, Eijiro was right as the further you left from the city, deeper into the woods, just a days walk, did you reach large walls made out of metal and wood that blocked out anything from the outside, it was well hidden too which was a good thing. With a wave from Eijiro, you were all allowed inside into the large compound.

At the sight and sound of bustling people working around the area, you couldn’t help but feel excited and almost nostalgic at the sight. The camp had one side with a river as its border so that there was a constant source of water. The sound of the river seemed to numb most sounds of the people inside making it a great noise canceler. It almost seemed like it used to be a camping site, with cabins and a cafeteria too. Of course, there were newly built structures too and tents too, but it was functional, and it was working and it was beautiful.

You were quickly introduced to the pack and to the few other Omegas that were there, and you were put into a cabin with some other Omegas, away from the Alphas in the Miracles for the first time in a long time. It was almost relieving to have your own space again in some sort of way. And you also had a hot meal. You hadn’t had one in a long time, but you did have one.

You were happy in this new camp with all these new people too.

You sat on a tree stump around one of the fires that were lit to keep people warm. You looked up at the stars, looking at how bright they were without the city lights and all the pollution. It was a bit of a chilly night, but that was to be expected near a river.

“Hey.” You turned your attention over to Eijiro who moved over to sit next to you on another old stump. The large Alpha held two hot cups in his hands. He wore a light sweater that suited him well as he offered the one cup to you.

You smiled warmly at the gift and accepted. “Evening Head Alpha Kirishima, thank you.” You bowed your head in gratitude as you looked down at the cup. It smelt like tea which you were now very grateful for. You held the mug between your hands as you kept your body warm.

“No, please.” He waved a hand down. “No need for the formalities, Eijiro is fine.” He assured you.

“You are Head Alpha of his pack,” You said reminding him. “I have to acknowledge that.”

Eijiro looked at you for a moment intrigued by the statement. He scoffed as he looked down. “Well, at the end of the day, I’m just Eijiro. But if you want, Kirishima is also fine.” He informed you as he turned to look at you, the light of the fire illuminating in his ruby eyes. “So, how have you been? How’s the pack treating you? I hope the duties you were assigned aren’t too much.”

You smiled. “Well. Very well. And don’t worry about the duties, I understand. We all have to pitch in to help and keep this place running, it only makes sense.” You assured him of your understanding as you nodded your head. “You’re all so nice and I’ve made some good friends, like Mina, Momo and Pony, even with Shinso. I’m…” You looked up to the stars once again with a smile. “I’m glad I’m here.”

Eijiro watched you for a moment. He wasn’t sure what was wrong with him and why he was so fascinated by you. You were something else entirely and he loved to watch you. He could sense so much from within you. At first, he was worried it was just because you were an Omega and conveniently, a good looking one at that. There weren’t many Omegas left and he was worried that his dumb Alpha just wanted you for your second gender. However, watching you as practical Head Omega of your group, watching your reasoning and your way of thinking was more attractive than anything physical.

Eijiro looked down at his cup, “Well…” he turned to look at you. “I’m glad that you’re here.” You turned to him in surprise at the statement, your eyes wide as you stared at the Alpha next to you. “From what I’ve seen, you’ve been doing well here. Not many people can adapt as easily as you have.” He spoke truthfully. You ignored the warmth in your face as being caused by the fire and not his words.

You moved to drink from your tea before it got cold. You swallowed down hard. “So… what have you been up to?” You asked him.

He let out a breath. “Been moving and chopping some logs and had some meetings with Iida and Akashi and the others, by the way, he really doesn’t like it here.” You giggled making him smile. “I’m serious, he acts like I’m condemning him to hell.”

“He’s just…” You hesitated as you let out a soft scoff. “He doesn’t like change.”

Eijiro nodded as he kept looking at his cup. He took a sip of his own tea as a comfortable silence settled between the two of you. The low rush of the river and crickets nearby along with the hush of people talking behind you filled the space between the both of you. “So… is he your Alpha?” He asked casually, but felt a heavy stone at the back of his throat.

You snorted as you shook your head. “God no. None of them are. I mean… sure we’re a pack and I’m an Omega so, I don’t really have much chose when it comes to…” You stopped yourself before you got too personally, and looked down at your grip on your cup. Your grip was harsh. “But I’ve never let one of them claim me. I mean, it’s the end of the fucking world and I shouldn’t be so picky… so many Omegas out there who didn’t make it would kill to have a choice of mate like me, but I…” Your voice trailed on, not entirely sure what more there was to say.

Eijiro nodded his head as he looked at you. “Hey.” You turned to him. “You aren’t forced to be with any of them. You’re free to do what you want and be with whoever you want.”

You scoffed softly. “That’s easy for you to say, Mr Head Alpha…” you spoke lowly. “I’ve already accepted life as an Omega in this world. If I’m not with a pack, I’m either waiting to die at the hands of zombies or going to be stolen away by people worse. Omegas are scarce and when people start getting comfortable, pack Omegas are the first people to look to. I understand my role as a femme in this world. Doesn’t make me helpless but it’s a scary truth. I don’t really have a choice.”

“You have a choice in pack.” You paused at what he was saying as you turned to look at him. Eijiro straightened up his posture. “That’s all up to you.”

You looked at him a bit unsure in what he was implying. You opened your mouth to speak.

“Y/N!” You visibly jumped out of your skin as you turned to look back at Akashi and Aomine. Both Alphas looked angry with who you had been found talking to. Aomine glared at Eijiro with a low growl. Akashi didn’t say anything but you already knew what he was saying to you.

You swallowed down hard before looking to Eijiro. Eijiro tensed at the smell of your scent, heavy and laced with anxiety and fear. You gave him a weak smile and a nod. “Thank you for the chat.” You spoke lowly as you left behind the tea you had and left over to them.

Eijiro watched with a worried look as Aomine grabbed the back of your neck making you let out a small yelp as he stirred you away from Eijiro along with them. Akashi didn’t say anything as he glanced back at Eijiro. He huffed before turning to look back forward again, ignoring the other Alpha. Eijiro had an uneasy feeling in his stomach, a worried feeling about you.

Eijiro moved fast and quickly to the one of the Omegan barracks. His heart beating loudly in his ears as he tried to be quick about it. What Mina had told him was limited but enough to make the Alpha’s hair stand up in worry. He was light on his feet as he finally reached the cabin he was looking for. He opened the door, the room vacant all for one person.

You were sitting on a chair near a window. You turned to look at him, and that’s when he saw it. Bruises on the side of your face, recent enough for Eijiro to know that they weren’t old. Dried blood was on your bottom lip. You stood up in surprise. “Head Alpha Ki-”

You couldn’t finish your statement as Eijiro crossed the room in short strides and immediately cupped your face, looking at the bruises on you. “What happened?” He asked, a furrow to his brows and worry in his voice. “Who did this to you?” He asked with a low underlying growl as he inspected your condition.

You moved your face out of his grasp with a sigh. "You need to leave."

He paused for a second before frowning. “I’m not leaving until you tell me what happened and we get you help.” He stepped closer to you but you took a step further away from him.

“No, I can’t be seen talking to you.” You stated, turning away from him. You held your arms closer to your body not wanting him to press forward on that matter. Part of you was hoping he would just go away so that you could be in peace.

Eijiro paused. His eyebrows furrowed. “It was him, wasn’t it?” He asked lowly.

You didn’t answer as you tightened your grip on yourself as you tried to ignore that question. You heard a low growl from Eijiro in annoyance. You sighed, closing your eyes. “What does it matter?” You asked softly with a shrug. “It’s fine. You don’t have to worry about it.”

“I am going to worry about it!”

“Why?”

“Because-” Eijiro stopped himself at his raised voice. You turned back to look at him as he had his eyes closed and he took a deep breath. His scent was raging, releasing pheromones of aggression and anger, but it quickly changed to having a heavy undertone of worry and care. He opened his eyes and looked to you. You watched his handsome face ease as he stepped closer to you.

The large Alpha let out a low chuft from the back of his throat, asking for permission to touch you this time. You hesitated but nodded your head with a soft chirp. He gently caressed your cheek, his thumb grazing over the bruise so lightly you didn’t even feel it. A low rumble came out of his chest, almost in a comforting sense. You looked up at him with wide eyes, looking into his ruby ones. He looked so concerned, eyebrows furrowed as if he wondered how someone could even think of hurting you. He leaned down forward, and you squeezed your eyes shut, bracing for something to happen.

It took a moment, but nothing happened. When you opened your eyes this time, Eijiro had put his forehead against yours. His rumble only grew louder as he lightly scented you. You were stiff for a moment before relaxing, allowing him to scent you. You let out a hum as you lifted your neck, exposing it as he leaned forward.

His large hands went to rest on your hips as he pulled you closer, affectionately scenting you. You weren’t sure what to make of this, but it made your heart leap out of your chest and your Omega purred like a generator. You felt a flush rise up your neck. You weren’t usually this swayed but his large figure dwarfing you as he held you to his side made you feel butterflies that you had never felt since the end of this stupid world.

He let out a deep breath. “If you would allow me…” He started lowly. “I want to take care of you.” You listened to what he was saying but was half distracted by the feeling of his thumb stroking your arm. “But I can’t do that if you don’t want to be part of my pack… if you don’t want to be mine.”

You looked up at him half unsure. “But what about Akashi and the others. They would never allow it.”

“It doesn’t matter what they allow.” He lets out sternly. “I’m Head Alpha.” He moved his hand to lift your chin up to look at him. He raised a single eyebrow. “Aren’t I… Omega?”

Your eyes glanced down at his lips before looking back up at his eyes. Your mind went numb for a second but you nodded your head. “Yes… you are.”

You felt almost like you couldn’t breathe in his arms and yet you wanted him. You wanted him more than you wanted to breathe. You could feel it in the air, it was as palpable as ever. It was almost suffocating. He was right in front of you and you didn’t know what to do. You wanted him against you. You wanted him to consume you. You wanted him to ravage you and take you as his own. You wanted his bite on your neck. It ached and thrummed between your legs almost as consistently as your heartbeat.

You turned your head, trying to breathe, trying to align your thoughts once again. However, it didn’t even last a second that you tried to recollect yourself as Eijiro moved your face towards him. His lips claimed yours in security and assurance. It was slow and it was gentle. You weren’t even sure if it was real. All you knew was that you could feel the heat that radiated off of him and you wanted more of it.

The moment he pulled away, letting out a soft breath you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him back down again. Eijiro let out a low rumble as he reached to put his hands back on your hips. He deepened the kiss, holding you tighter. You closed your eyes as you let yourself be consumed by his figure. For a second, just in his embrace, you could forget about everything and focus on the Alpha in front of you.

Eijiro stumbled back with you in his arms, putting your back against the wooden wall of the cabin. You gasped as Eijiro gripped your thighs and hoisted you up. He let out a determined growl as he held you up with little effort. He once again attacked your lips, his need to be with you, clasped around you, inside you, was so great it almost made him want to discard everything going on and sink into your soft cunt.

He could smell how needy you were, he could smell it in your scent and he could taste it on your lips. He loved it more than anything.

But he had to be patient.

Eijiro leaned back as he took a deep inhale and angled his face down away from you. His breaths laboured as well as your own. You could feel his half hard cock against you, making you whine as your thighs twitched. You nudged his jaw with your nose as he held you up. You had never felt such a strong and almost careless bond with someone like this before. It felt almost as if you had no control over your body, as if you were entirely acting off of instinct.

And yet it felt almost amazing.

He let out a low sigh as he brought his face to the crook of your neck. “You’re staying with me.”

You closed your eyes as you felt the beat of his heart against the palm of your hand as you rest it on his heart. You nodded your head. “Okay.”

“WHERE ARE THEY!” Akashi shouted as he pushed past others to move towards Eijiro who stood talking to Bakugou before he had to pause to look at the angry alpha. Eijiro turned towards him with a raised eyebrow. Akashi moved with Aomine and Kagami behind him as he moved towards Eijiro. At the confrontation, immediately Bakugou turned on the defensive as he started growling, staying at Eijiro’s side. Akashi had an angry look in his eyes, one that couldn’t help but ripple off of him in waves of his scent. “Where are they?”

Kirishima looked down at him before shrugging. “I don’t know who you’re talking about-”

“Don’t play stupid with me, Kirishima.” he let out threateningly. “Where the fuck is my Omega?”

“I didn’t know you had one.”

Aomine rolled his eyes getting fed up on behalf of all of them. “Y/N! Where is Y/N!”

Eijiro blinked before putting on a surprised face. “Oh Y/N…” He let out as he folded his arms. “Y/N is safe away from you.”

“Away from us?” Aomine stepped forward causing Katsuki to do the same. Noticing the scuffle, Izuku paused with a basket of nectarines in his arms. He handed them to Shoto who’s eyes widened in surprise before heading over to Eijiro and Katsuki’s side. Aomine scoffed before looking to Eijiro. “They are our Omega!”

Eijiro’s grip on his arm tightened as he glared over at them. “You don’t deserved the privilege of having an Omega if you lay a hand on them.”

Aomine opened his mouth but paused. Akashi had a hand up, signalling for him to keep quiet. His gaze hardened as he looked at Kirishima, he took a step forward. “They are our Omega. A masc, let alone a Head Alpha, has right to discipline their Omega how they see fit.”

“Discipline? Slapping an Omega, that’s what you call discipline?” Eijiro asked, his patience wearing thin as he stepped forward, suddenly, the area around them grew quiet as people stopped what they were doing to spectate the group. “How dare you treat an Omega like that?”

Akashi scoffed. “It’s none of your concern.”

“It’s all of my concern as Head Alpha.”

The magenta haired Alpha growled in annoyance. “You worry about your pack members and I’ll worry about mine.”

All it took was one glance to Aomine and suddenly there was a gun pointed at Katsuki. Everything happened so fast, Eijiro wasn’t entirely sure if he could even say a single word before it happened. He froze as the piercing sound rang through the air, everyone diving down in fear of the bullet. Eijiro’s heart stopped as he could barely breathe.

Katsuki was down on the ground, Izuku having tackled the blond Alpha before the shot could have gotten him. Katsuki put his hands to his head, feeling that he was in fact alive and not dead. However, Izuku let out a pained groan from atop of him. It was then that Katsuki quickly realised the green haired Alpha had been shot in his place. Warm hot blood spilt down from Izuku onto Katsuki making the blond trigger in a reaction. “Deku!” He pushed Izuku up, trying to see where all the blood that was now falling onto him was coming from. Izuku’s shoulder had an entrance hole from the bullet in it as he let out pained groans as he held his shoulder. His eyes were squeezed shut as in agony as he bit down on his bottom lip. He bit back pained cries as he lay in Katsuki’s lap now. Katsuki put a hand to Izuku’s face. “You fucking idiot… It’s okay, it’s alright.” Katsuki said lowly. He looked up at one of the bystanders. “SOMEONE CALL A FUCKING MEDIC!”

Eijiro was frozen before looking at Akashi. Katsuki looked up and watched as Eijiro’s eyes turned black as his arm hardened.

You paced back and forth as you stood outside the medical bay on the grounds. The screaming had stopped a few hours ago. It was enough to make one sick. When you had heard all that had happened while you stayed in Eijiro’s cabin, you felt absolutely ridden with guilt. Learning that Izuku had taken a built all because of a scuffle concerning you had you feeling as though maybe you had done the wrong thing.

The door opened into the late evening air, the cycads singing the entire time. You looked up to Eijiro who closed the door behind him. He let out a heavy breath but smiled at you. “He’s going to be fine.” You let out a relieved breath, nearly falling to your knees. “Whoa!” Eijiro quickly caught you in his arms, holding you up.

You leaned your head against his chest as you tried to fight back the tears that spilt from your eyes. “Oh thank goodness.” You whispered in relief. “I was so worried. I couldn’t bare it if he-” You couldn’t say it as it got stuck in your throat.

Eijiro gave you a gentle smile before shaking your head. “No, don’t worry. Recovery girl is one of the best in the game, and her quirk is healing so he’ll make a good recovery. We just don’t have anaesthesia left so he had to go through removing the bullet awake. He passed out not too long ago though.” He reported. You kept your eyes squeezed shut as you held onto him for dear life. Eijiro frowned as he pet down your back. He picked you up and started walking down the dirt path.

You all had to be especially quiet after all that had happened. From the gun shot, to the fight that had happened afterwards, it was way too much noise and brought enough dead to your door that was unnecessary. You hard heard that Eijiro, Iida, Shinso and Sero had effectively kicked the miracles out of the community. It was only due to the sheer number of undead outside was the reason they didn’t kill them.

Alive enemies were worse than dead ones.

But you just hoped they wouldn’t bother any of the pack again. You didn’t want to be the cause of problems.

Eijiro carried you safely in his arms towards his cabin. Most of the pack had gone to dinner or were with Izuku currently. You chose to wait outside, wanting some time to yourself. Although the Omegas comforted you through it, telling you that this wasn’t because of you and none of this was your fault, you still felt consumed by guilt.

Eijiro entered his cabin, closing the door back with his foot as he walked over to his bedroom. This cabin wasn’t bigger than the others, but Eijiro had it all to himself (Head Alpha perks). He placed you carefully on the bed before crouching in front of you. “Hey…” He let out lowly as he held your hands in his own large ones. You looked at him, his ruby eyes lulling you in as he talked to you. “You’re safe now. You’re safe. You’re with me.”

You swallowed down hard as you nodded your head. You gave him a weak smile before looking down at your hands. You let out a stuttered breath. “Eijiro…” You started.

“Hm?”

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why are you doing this?” You looked up at him so damn confused. You didn’t understand it. You didn’t understand him, you couldn’t understand him. It didn’t make sense. There were Omegas, femmes that here that had been with his pack longer, gorgeous and trustworthy, that were more worth the attention than you felt you were. You shrugged as you gave him a slight cynical smile. “I don’t get it. You could have just cut your losses and just left me out with them. It wouldn’t have been that hard. One of your pack members wouldn’t have been nearly killed because of me.”

Eijiro watched you speak wordlessly, watching your eyes entranced almost. A sad smile on his face as he watched you gently. “Y/N when I first met you… I found your presence captivating.” He spoke softly. His thumb traced over the knuckles of your fingers as he did so. “Your reasoning and commitment towards the betterment of the people around you and the community you find yourself in was… well, it was admirable. I found it admirable. I found myself drawn to you. I would have done this for any Omega that found themselves in this situation, it isn’t right to be treated that way. However,” He reached a hand up to your face, gently caressing you. “I found myself entranced with you… I hope you can forgive me for that.”

You swallowed down hard before a small sad smile came to your face. You shook your head as tears came to your eyes. “There’s nothing to forgive.” You shrugged with a soft whisper.

Eijiro smiled making the butterflies in your stomach flutter. Eijiro… you couldn’t help but get so giggly with him around. He made you feel like a young Omega all over again with a crush that felt way too good for you. You smiled as you leaned down to him, placing a kiss to your face. Eijiro chuckled but kissed you back with a rumble out of his chest.

You found yourself purring in response as you reached for his shirt, pulling him closer to you. Eijiro once again, found himself too deep in your scent, your touch, your presence to think logically even though he had only started kissing you two seconds ago. He moved to slowly push you back onto the bed, falling back with your back against the sheets. He caged you in easily making you feel so small underneath him.

Eijiro hummed at the taste of you on his lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to pull him in closer as you moved your hips up, your legs wrapping themselves around his torso. Eijiro pressed in further down. With one rut down against you, you both separated with a heavy groan into the air. The feeling of his clothed sex against your own made you feel so damn needy. It almost made you just want to rip your clothes of and jump on his cock until he knotted you. Part of you didn’t even want foreplay. You just wanted him.

You both found yourself in a steady movement of him grinding his hardening bulge against your own clothed cunt that was now covered in slick. You whined as you tightened your hold on him, burying your face in the crook of his neck. Eijiro moved to try and lick over your scent gland. Immediately he moaned at the taste of you on his tongue. He loved it. He wanted more. Which is exactly what he did, lapping at your scent gland wanting to have the taste of you memorised on his tongue.

You moaned at the feeling of his hot tongue on your neck. A small hiss escaping your lips as you felt sharp canines just skim over your neck. “Alpha…” You let out into the air, making a low rumble thunder out of his chest, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

Eijiro moved to unbutton your shirt, moving to undress you as he kept you pinned underneath him. His cock was aching and he couldn’t think straight. He couldn’t think past finally getting you on his cock, even as he slipped off his own shirt. Not with the way you were now looking up at him, bare and wide eyed as you stared up at him like a doe in headlights. It was an exhilarating feeling that had him aching to be one with you.

Just as he moved to push a finger inside you, you put a hand to his wrist, stopping him. You shook your head. Instantly that raised red flags in his head. Although you could guess just by the bulge in his cargo pants alone, Eijiro was big.

Okay, that was a lie.

He was fucking huge.

The last thing he wanted to do was hurt you by trying to bully his cock in a space that wouldn’t fit him. Although the thought of forcing his cock inside you, seeing the way your whole would struggle to accommodate him as you whined with tears in your eyes, you barely being able to breathe as Eijiro stretched you out further than any Alpha could before… it made a part of him excited which half scared him.

“Let me…” You pushed him back to stand as you sat up on the bed. You shuffled off the bed as well before slowly sinking to your knees. “Let me service you, Alpha.” You said as you slowly sank to your knees, keeping your eyes on him. You watched his ruby eyes slowly turn dark as he swallowed down hard. He allowed it with a deep grunt making you smile.

You stared at the bulge in front of you as you were positioned on your knees. You were careful as you found a comfortable position to stay in. You carefully moved to unzip his pants, taking down the zipper as you pulled down his pants first with a bit of his help, allowing him to step out of them. You then moved to pull down his briefs and thank God you had fast reflexes, the else you might have gotten smacked in the face.

Your eyes widened as you were met with the monster in front of you. A thick girthy cock that you were sure had you drooling. It was beautiful. Thick and heavy, leaking pre from the tip that made you want to kiss it. You wondered how on earth you were gonna take it inside you. But then the thought of struggling on such a beast had slick slipping out of you and onto your thighs.

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| pairing: alpha!shoto x fem!omega!reader x alpha!bakugo

| warnings: 18+ MDNI a/b/o, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, double penetration, mild temperature play, breeding kink, knotting.

| wc: 4.9k

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It felt normal at first… Like any other day when I was bored around the house with nothing to do and nowhere to go, I decided to clean. Simple as that. Cleaning. Lots… Lots of cleaning. I thought that maybe it was because I was bored or stressed because I started first thing in the morning and continued throughout the entire day without so much as taking a break for lunch or to put my feet up for a bit. Every time I thought I was done, I turned into a new room of the apartment and found something else that needed to be cleaned. Dishes in the kitchen, clothes that needed to be thrown into the laundry, shelves that needed to be dusted, trophies and picture frames that needed to be polished. After I had done all of that, I swore there was nothing else to do until the laundry was done.

The boys came home earlier than I expected. When they left in the morning, they kissed me as I groggily told them to be safe and they said they’d be back later sometime after dinner. Instead, they came home around 3PM. They caught me sitting on the bed in my pajamas, my favorite pillows tucked around me, my blanket over my crisscrossed legs, the laundry in front of me in a large pile that I was working on folding up neatly one article at a time.

Shoto was the one to point it out. He scrunched his nose, sniffing noticeably, and hissed, “I thought we agreed you’d call whenever you started your heats.”

I laughed at him. “I haven’t started—”

Bakugo had to run out of the room suddenly, causing me to freeze and look up at Shoto. Now that the door was open, I could tell that there was a difference between the air I had been surrounded by for about an hour or so compared to the air out in the hallway and the rest of the apartment. Hell, there was even a third scent being thrown into the mix now that Kacchan and Shoto were home.

“You’re supposed to call when you start your rut!” I hissed back at him.

He threw his hands up in defeat. “We tried, but it looks like someone was too busy making a nest on the bed to pick up the phone!”

I looked around myself for a split second, realizing that what he was saying was right. I’d been giving off more scents than I realized for who knew how long, and I’d been cleaning to make the apartment perfect, and I’d snuggled myself up on the bed with my favorite things, including their clothes. It was just innocent cleaning at one point… Wasn’t it?

Shoto’s hands clenched and his stance changed like he was trying to hold himself back. An omega in heat, an Alpha in rut, it was supposed to be the perfect combination, but the three of us never had to deal with it before. Whenever I was starting my heats, I could tell days in advance, giving us enough time to prep. The boys would let me set up my nest wherever I wanted in the apartment, they’d call their respective Pro-Hero companies to let them know that at least one of them had to be at home at all times to watch over me, which meant their schedules were fucked up; and they’d take inhibators to make sure they had some kind of self control while I suffered because sometimes I didn’t want to mate, and that was alright, but their Alpha instincts were stronger than them sometimes. And whenever they’d start their ruts, it was always at different times, so one of them would have to leave the house altogether or else it would start a war, meanwhile I basically was glued to the bed for however many days it took because the two of them were like wild animals when they were in rut. They had to fuck me and fill me up or else they would go insane. What we didn’t account for was our unexpected heats and ruts to align…

“Kacchan started this morning without warning,” Shoto explained. “He tried to take inhibitors when I told him he was starting to trigger mine.” He did his best to hold his breath while he explained, “But it was too late… By the time he’d calmed down, I started, too, and we had to come home.”

So that was why they were back early. And that was why Kacchan left the room suddenly. Out of the two of them, Bakugo was obviously the one less capable of self-restraint. Honestly, Shoto’s ruts were the easiest because he got protective and horny for about two days before he was done, which meant that I just needed to fuck him a few times and he felt better. But Kacchan… The poor thing’s ruts lasted anywhere between five to seven days, and he was needy all the time. There were no breaks when I was with him. He tried his best to hide from me during his ruts because he didn’t want to subject me to being stuck on his knot for a week, but he’d always go back on his own promise, hunting me down in the apartment to breed me the second he laid eyes on me. Out of the two of them, Bakugo was the more protective one, too. He got violent during his ruts. If I mentioned Shoto, or if I was even caught texting him, or if I happened to be watching TV and stared at an Alpha on screen a second too long, Kacchan would get upset. Not with me, though. He never got upset with me. If Shoto was the issue, he’d try to fight Shoto— Which was why they always had to separate during their ruts now. If it was something online or otherwise, Bakugo would try to his ignore his anger by fucking me, to prove that I was his.

“Sho…” I croaked, scared. “What do we do?”

He released his breath. I could see from my spot on the bed that his entire body was shaking now, a brave attempt to keep himself away from me as I was pouting at him, a scared omega in the middle of heat who needed an Alpha to make everything right.

“Baby…” he whispered through a raspy breath, “we gotta get your scent under control first…”

“I can’t,” I whined. I didn’t know how. I didn’t even know I was doing it. I didn’t know when it would stop! I started to panic, which only made things worse, forcing Shoto to expel more of his pheromones, too, in an attempt to calm me down.

“You gotta try for me, baby—”

“I can’t take it anymore!” Kacchan stormed into the room. “I can smell it all the way down the hall!” He scrambled onto the bed while Shoto tried to hold them both back. “I have to—”

“You can’t! It’s their nest!”

“I can’t help it—”

“You have to, Kacchan!”

They both fell onto the ground and started wrestling while growling at each other like Alphas did when they were protecting their omegas. They each thought they were in the right. Shoto was doing his best to guard me because I was in my nest, my safe place; Meanwhile, Bakugo was trying to help us both get through how much we needed each other, even if it meant jumping into my nest. Both of them were giving off too many pheromones in the process. Anger, defense, lust, it all swarmed to the point that I began to panic further. I knew that they could then smell me because they stopped within an instant, forgetting about why they were fighting in the first place, then they ran to my aid. Their omega was upset. I’d spent all day cleaning for them, making everything perfect, and I just wanted everything to be okay—

Bakugo caught me off guard by smothering me in a hug that made me fall back against the mattress. Only seconds ago had he been so feral that he would have done anything to have me; but now he was so caring. He just wanted to make me feel better. I could smell his worry on him, and I could feel by how he was strangling me in his arms that he wanted to make sure that I was alright and that I felt safe and protected.

I relaxed once he and Shoto had me in their arms.

“What do we do?” I asked one more time.

Bakugo nuzzled me with his nose, a dare to see if he could last long enough to not scent me. “I’ll leave for a couple of days so that Todoroki can watch over you.” He seemed so tranquil now that we were all on the bed.

“What about you—”

“It’ll be fine, baby.” He kept nuzzling me, almost like he was trying to find a way to get inside of my skin because he was so desperate for more and all of me that just having me wrapped in his arms wasn’t enough.

“We’ll figure something out,” Shoto whispered calmly.

The smell in the room started to change again, my head clouding up with thoughts and ideas of them both in the bed with me, holding me, kissing me, touching me, fucking me. It seemed that even though Kacchan had calmed down, they were both still incapable of preventing their ruts from taking over their natural senses, which allowed me to smell just how desperate they were. Could they smell it on me, too? Did they know that I was thinking then and there that I would have been fine if we all said "'fuck it" and stayed in bed until my heat and their ruts were over? Could they smell how I melted at the thought of being stuck on the bed for days, pinned under them, my legs pressed up against my chest as they knotted me. Did they know that I was practically dying to be filled up to be reminded that I was theirs?

“You smell so fucking good,” Kacchan cooed in my ear.

Yes, they did know. It was too obvious for them to ignore me, the same way it was too hard for me to not acknowledge the fact that they were both grinding against my thighs now to get some kind of relief.

“Kacc… Kacchan…” I whimpered.

“Fuck—”

Within an instant, Bakugo was scenting my right side. He found the gland so easily so that his attack could go smoothly while Shoto reached for my hands and decided it was best to pin them at my sides before he began to scent my left side. I moaned between them. I couldn’t remember the last time they had both scented me at the same time. There had been over a dozen instances where they were using me at the same time and took turns scenting, but it felt so overwhelming and unfamiliar to have them both nibbling around my neck and jawline just to get my body to release a smell that said, “I’m yours. Only yours. Take me however you want me!”

“I’ve gotta have you, baby, please,” Bakugo pleaded with me. “Please.”

I nodded vigorously while reaching up for their hair, tugging gently to make sure they kept touching me because if they ever stopped I feared I would die. Even though they were in my nest, a place that Shoto always tried his very best to respect and not enter, I could tell that they both threw out every bit of reason they had left the second I bucked up underneath them, signaling that I needed them as much as they needed me. Besides, in theory, my nest was the best place to do it. That was what they always said in health classes at school. “Typically, when Alphas and omegas are ready to mate for the sake of breeding specifically, they will do so in the omega’s nest. These days, this will only happen with the omega’s consent; but way back in the day, Alphas would force their way into the omega’s nest to breed them.”

We had been too fucking young then to learn that type of shit— But I was beginning to appreciate the knowledge now while Bakugo was clawing to get my pants off and Shoto was carefully unbuttoning my shirt because he didn’t want to ruin anything that I’d likely have to fix later myself. To hell with reason. To hell with making up a plan that included sending Bakugo away to deal with his rut alone! I was right there! I needed them, too! Fuck, I needed them just as much as they needed me!

“Please— Something— Anything!” I begged breathlessly.

Shoto reached down to press his thumb against my clit as Kacchan desperately kicked his own pants off because he was straining too much in the tight confines of his clothes. When he was back on top of me, he joined Shoto in the effort to kill me with pleasure by sliding his middle finger inside of me and curling it without warning. I clenched down around his digit. It wasn’t enough. If he was going to tease me, the least he could have done was give me another finger to make me feel more, because we all knew what we really needed. They needed to be inside of me, and I needed to be filled.

“Don’t tease,” I continued to plead.

Shoto kissed my lips to calm me down.

Bakugo added another finger and explained, “We’re not teasing, baby, we’re just taking our time getting you ready.”

“We don’t want to hurt you,” Shoto added.

I shook my head. “I need you now— I don’t care if it hurts!”

They both started leaving gentle kisses everywhere across my body. Despite what I was screaming while tears were pricking at the corner of my eyes, they still had enough awareness to recognize that it was the omega inside of me making bad choices, so it was their duty as my Alphas to make sure that no one actually hurt me, even though I thought it was alright. It wasn’t alright. Whatever it was that they had on their minds, there was a good reason for them to be taking their time to ensure that Kacchan did a good job of loosening me up while Shoto worked my clit faster to get me towards an orgasm.

Warmth brewed inside of me and nearly felt like it was burning the skin on my hips, too, thanks to Bakugo who was thrusting his fingers in and out of me with one hand while holding onto me for dear life to make sure I didn’t squirm away. It was too hot. I felt like I was overheating under both of them and with Bakugo’s Quirk heating up unintentionally. But it didn’t matter. I was near the edge, just about to tip over, and all that made sense was to wriggle around and kiss Shoto as I discovered euphoria. My body shook as I came. My legs and my arms were too weak to hold me up or push Bakugo and Shoto away from me, so I had to lay there and take it as it got so hot I began to sweat while they were overstimulating me for the sake of hearing me whine and beg them for mercy.

“You’re gonna kill them if you do that—” Shoto warned, snatching Kacchan’s hand away finally. I slumped with a deep breath. “You’re too hot, darling.” As he finished abusing my swollen clit, he used his Quirk to cool me down, wiping the sweat off my forehead with kisses that followed his touch.

“I’m sorry,” Bakugo pouted half-heartedly.

He wasn’t sorry for jumping into bed or for instigating everything or for letting his Quirk help me through my orgasm. No, no, he wasn’t sorry for anything that made me feel good. He was, however, sorry that he’d gone too far without realizing it; and he was sorry because he didn’t want to risk losing the opportunity to finally fuck me.

“I won’t do it again.”

That was his reassurance to me and Shoto so that we didn’t have to stop.

“I just need you so fucking bad—” He invited himself to touch me again by kissing my collarbone as he settled between my legs, the tip of his erection pressing against my sensitive clit.

“You’re not being…” My train of thought began to drift as Shoto laid down next to me and rolled me onto him. “You’re not being fair to Sho, Kacchan…” My back was now pressed against Shoto’s clothed chest, my ass resting just above his pelvis because Bakugo was working to yank Shoto’s pants down. “I’ll get too tired if- if you…” I was too distracted to keep coming up with excuses anymore.

They were both hard against me now. Shoto was under me, his cock dripping precum onto my thigh, meanwhile Bakugo was hovering closer above me, his cock drifting down towards my entrance.

“I can play fair, baby, don’t you worry,” Bakugo said wickedly. “Just need you to relax and let your Alphas take care of you. Can you do that, baby? Can you let us make you feel good?”

I nodded while whimpering between them.

“Such a good omega for us…”

As Bakugo used his hand to line himself up perfectly with my entrance, Shoto was scenting my neck again to keep me calm and loose, a willing, immobile participant in whatever ideas they had running through their minds. I was their good omega. The praise was going to my head too much— Their good omega. I could be good! I could be perfect! I could be all theirs if they would just—

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned, grabbing onto Kacchan’s shoulders.

He was so big… It must have been the fact that he was in rut because he felt bigger and warmer than usual. Part of me felt like I wouldn’t be able to take it, so I squirmed and complained with high pitched whimpers, but he held me steady with hands on my hips so that he could slide into me inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt, filling me up so perfectly I forgot about the whole world around me. All that mattered now was him. I needed him to fuck me. I needed him to fill me. I needed him to—

“Just stay relaxed, baby, okay?” Shoto whispered in my ear.

I nodded even though I wasn’t really sure what was about to happen.

“You wanna feel really full, don’t you, baby? That’s what you said, right?” Bakugo questioned, running his fingers through my hair. When I nodded again, he smiled. “And you wanna let your Alphas breed you to make us feel better during our ruts, right?” I nodded with more enthusiasm. “Good. Good. You’ll do great for us.”

A gasp escaped me as I felt Shoto lining himself up with my entrance, too, his cock probing the limited space there was next to Kacchan’s already sizable length. Two Alphas in rut wanted to be inside of me, at the same time?! I panicked again. They held me steady while I thrashed around until Bakugo’s cock hit a spot deep inside of me that made me go limp again and moan submissively. The two of them… They wouldn’t fit… It wasn’t that I was opposed to the idea or wanted to stop. In fact, I wanted them to try, even if it hurt, even if I squirmed and cried, because deep down, despite the fact that I was scared, I knew that it would relieve the desperate ache I had to be filled, stretched, and destroyed by them. My Alphas. They would take care of me. They would look after me. Nothing would happen to me so long as I was still in Shoto’s arms as Kacchan tried to find a way to make both of them fit.

“Oh, fuck—” Shoto hissed. Bakugo found an entry point that got Sho’s tip in next to Bakugo’s length.

I grabbed harder onto the sturdy shoulders above me. It hurt so bad… They had made me cum in the hopes that it would loosen me up, but that was only worth so much when Kacchan already took up all the room I had to give. The truth of the matter was, it was just going to take time. We were all patient. Once the tip was in, it was just a bit more of a stretch from there, and once he was settled inside, I knew that everything would be okay… I just had to trust my Alphas—

“Sho!” I moaned, throwing my head back into the crook of his neck, tensing my whole body in response to the way he started sliding in without any warning.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry…” he apologized sincerely. “I couldn’t help it. I’m sorry.”

I felt him straining under me to hesitate to give me time to breathe, relax and adjust; but it was hard for all of us to stay still and wait while Bakugo was getting jittery and Shoto was giving off a scent that begged me to let him fuck me no matter what happened. I thought we were patient. What happened?

“Do it,” I begged. “Just go—”

He did as I asked, pushing slowly into me a bit more while scenting my neck to make sure that I was okay and that I was like puddy in both of their arms. The stretch felt unbearable at times. I thought that I was going to break in two. But Shoto would have pulled out if he thought I couldn’t have taken it, and Bakugo would have scratched out the other Alpha’s eyes if he thought I was being hurt. Truth was, I loved it. I loved the sting, the stretch, the way they both fit in me to complete the desire I had to be unimaginably stuffed. I felt the urges of my heat begin to cheer in my heart. I was happy— Ecstatic, even.

“Thank you...”

“You’re welcome, baby,” Shoto whispered.

“I gotta move,” Bakugo complained while his knuckles were turning white due to the grip he had on my hips. “I gotta, baby. Fuck, I gotta—” He pulled back lightly before snapping his hips forward.

Shoto and I moaned in unison.

It felt strange having both of them inside of me. I could feel their tips bottoming out inside of me simultaneously, their shafts were so girthy that they were constantly stretching my walls to mold to fit them, and I could feel them both twitching from the friction they got from rubbing against each other when they both started fucking into me like wild animals. I was tight on my own… Unbearably tight sometimes, according to Bakugo; I couldn’t even begin to imagine what it felt like for them to be crowded in there. It must have felt amazing because Bakugo of all people was screwing his eyes shut while moaning pathetically into my neck. I’d never seen him so broken before. I’d never heard him be so lewd. Usually, he liked to grunt and tell me that I was a good omega, his good omega, or something along those lines, all while telling Shoto what he could be doing better if he were fucking my mouth or sitting to the side and scenting me. Bakugo was never speechless.

“I can’t—” he gasped. Suddenly, he was burning up again, his skin nearly simmering mine until I hissed and Shoto reached for my hips and started to cool me down. “Fuck, you’re too cold, Icy-Hot.”

“You’re too warm, Kacchan,” Shoto moaned.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head from being so overwhelmed. Both of their chests that I was sandwiched between were so warm, yet their hands told a different story. Part of me was burning up, the other was shivering from excitement and a hint of freezing. They weren’t going to hurt me. They just wanted to mess with me.

“You think you can take our knots, baby?” Bakugo questioned with a smirk he was forcing on his face to prevent us from seeing just how much he had broken down in the midst of salving his rut.

I nodded. “Please,” I whined. “Please—”

They both started working faster without a second thought or any kind of communication to one another. Shoto’s arms were wrapped around my waist to hold me down against him to keep me steady while he bucked up, meeting Bakugo’s thrusts as he was fucking down into me, his hands still on my hips, both of them still using their Quirks on my body to drive me crazy. In that moment, I thought to myself that I could live like that forever. Squished between them, completely at their will, working towards my own orgasm as they raced to be the one who knotted me first because who knew if both of them could fit in me at the same time.

“Have to breed you, baby—” Shoto panted in my ear. “You want that?”

I nodded.

“Gonna put our pups in you—” Bakugo egged on.

“We’ll do this every time you’re in heat—”

“Because you deserve it! Fuck!”

Bakugo was the first to fuck me faster as he hit his peak, then stilled as he came inside of me, giving me everything he had to offer during his pent up rut. He scented me one last time as he filled me up. It was the final moment where he could mark me as his omega in multiple ways at once. Meanwhile, Shoto held out for a second longer so that he could rub my sensitive clit again until I was near the edge, too. I knew that he wanted to make me cum with him. It worked. As I tipped over, I squeezed desperately around both of their lengths, twitching and squirming between their stiff bodies. Bakugo hissed at the overstimulation— It was enough to give me his knot, however. It popped through my entrance and into me to hold his cum right where it belonged. Shoto came inside of me with a pathetic moan that he hid in my neck as he scented me. The knot beside his own was too much to bear for him. It was too crowded. It was too tight. It felt too fucking good.

I cried as their knots plugged me.

They both cooed me like I was an upset pet who needed comfort from its owner. I didn’t mind. I enjoyed the way Bakugo collapsed onto my chest with his face still buried in my neck so that he could soak up my scent that he was so in love with; and I loved the way Shoto ran his cold fingers through my hair in an attempt to get me to relax after how much work I’d put in just to take them both during their ruts. I would have do it again, there was no doubt about it, but… It hurt. Now that my clouded mind was clearing up, I had enough sense to tell myself that I’d never be able to take them both like that at the same time ever again, even if we desperately tried. I supposed it was perfect timing, then. My heat started at the same time as their ruts. What were the odds of that?

I ran my fingers through Bakugo’s blonde hair to mimic Shoto’s soothing touch on me. “Feeling better?”

Bakugo nipped at my neck to play with me. “Don’t tease me right now, omega. I could break you if you’re mean.”

“I’d like to see you try,” Shoto warned, also being playful, before he leaned over my shoulder to kiss Bakugo.

I kissed their cheeks before melting into them. “Wake me up when you’re done.”

Their knots were still strong, and knowing them, especially during their ruts, they could stay stiff for a while, something I had to learn to deal with since we first mated. They liked it when I fell asleep with them still inside of me— Shoto tried to explain it to me once. He said that it was an Alpha urge that tugged at his heart whenever I was snug on his knot and felt safe enough with him to fall asleep in his arms, that I trusted him enough to take care of me like that. And I didn’t half mind falling asleep either when my eyes always got too heavy to keep open during my heats. When they inevitably calmed down every time, they always just slid out of me carefully to not wake me, and then they’d clean me up and look after me like any good Alpha would; but with both of them, I knew that there was no way they’d be able to sort it out themselves. They’d have to wake me up to warn me that I’d feel unbearably empty soon.

“You did so well for us, baby,” Shoto praised me. “Such a good omega.” He kissed my cheek before he slumped against the bed. “Get some rest for us.”

There was another smirk on Bakugo’s face that told me he might wake me for something besides pulling out of me, to which I returned a look that said he could fuck Shoto instead. We both smiled and kissed.

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queentheweeb · 11 months

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MHA Masterlist

Started: 06/04/2023 or 04/06/2023

Edited: 06/19/2023 or 19/06/2023

Male Readers:

Izuku Midoriya X Quirkless Autistic Male Reader

Denki Kaminari X Shy Male Reader

Katsuki Bakugo X Shy Autistic Male Reader

Shota Aizawa X Male Reader X Hizashi Pt 1

Shota Aizawa X Male Reader X Hizashi Pt 2

Denki Kaminari X Male Reader

Ejiro Kirishima X Autistic Male Reader

Fumikage Tokoyami X Shy Male Reader

Tamaki Amajiki X Male Reader

Shota Aizawa X Quirkless Autistic Male Reader

Hanta Sero X Trans FtM Reader

Hitoshi Shinso x Autistic Neko Male Reader

Correctional Officer Izuku X Male Prisoner Reader

Hawks X Autistic Male Reader

Female Readers:

Shota Aizawa X Autistic Female Reader

Mirko X Female Reader

Bully Midoriya X Female Reader X Victim Bakugo

Hound Dog X Female Reader

Flirty Izuku X POC Mid-sized Female Reader

Hanta Sero X Shy American Female Reader

Izuku X POC Female Reader (Xmas Edition)

Midnight X Female Reader

Villain Izuku X Shy Female Reader

Tenya Iida X Shy Female Reader

Mashirao Ojiro X Tenya's Sister Reader

Bakugo X Skinny Dysphoric Fem Reader X Shoto

Mezo Shoji X Female Mutant Type Reader Pt. 1

Mezo Shoji X Female Mutant Type Reader Pt. 2

Ejiro Kirishima X Shy Female Reader

Yandere Overhaul X Female Reader

Overhaul X Female Reader X Chronostasis

Tomura Shigaraki X Villain Female Reader

Kirishima X Mute Female Reader X Bakugo

Shoto Todoroki X Autistic Female Reader

All Might X Quirkless Autistic Female Reader

Monoma X Blind, Deaf Female Reader X Shinso

Gang Orca X Fem Reader Pt. 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt. 4, Pt. 5, Finale

GN Readers:

Yandere Edgeshot X GN Reader

Best Jeanist X GN Reader

Jiro X GN Reader X Momo

Mezo Shoji X GN Little Reader X Ojiro

Bakugo X Non-binary Reader X Izuku

Asui Tsuyu X Non-binary Reader

Tenya Iida X Non-binary Tourette's Reader

Mina X GN Reader X Ochako Uraraka

Shoto Todoroki X GN Reader

Shouta Aizawa x GN Pro Hero Reader

Character X Character

Alpha Izuku Midoriya X Omega Ejiro Kirishima

Alpha Denki Kaminari X Omega Mezo Shoji

Alpha Hitoshi Shinso X Omega Denki Kaminari

Alpha Denki Kaminari X Omega Koji Koda

Alpha Shoto Todoroki X Omega Hanta Sero

Alpha Ejiro Kirishima X Omega Hitoshi Shinso

Alpha Koji Koda X Omega Mezo Shoji

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iddybiddysquish · 1 year

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I Regret - Torodoki Shoto x Reader

Masterlist: Here

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Gender: AFAB

Warnings: Oral (fem receiving), fingering, marking, A/B/O quirk, arousal quirk, bondage with a belt - not good with terminology to let me know if I've missed anything!

Notes: Feedback is welcomed and I hope you have a good time reading! This is quite self indulgent and my first time writing smut so be gentle with me pls <3 Reader has the ability to copy and edit quirks! Not beta read, we die like men.

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'I regret everything.' I whined as I laid in my bed, thighs heavy with slick as I came for the 12th time that morning. It has only been an hour or so since I'd awoken to an aching need in my cunt that was impossible to ignore and a fever so hot that I was starting to see stars.

I was exhausted and yet nowhere near satisfied. I knew I was going to need to call in sick with how painful this arousal is.

It took me a while to figure out what the cause was. At first I thought I'd been hit with an arousal quirk in my sleep, as impossible as that is. However the more I looked into the quirks I'd copied at random that took my interest, I discovered something that I didn't know when I copied the quirks.

Quirk: A/B/O

This quirk gives the user characteristics of the A/B/O genre, including giving them a second gender. This gives them claws and fangs that can retract as well as basics such as enhanced senses and physiological changes such as scent glands and enhanced animalistic thinking.

Quirk: Estrus

This quirk gives the user the ability to cast uncontrollable arousal in individuals who are touched or are within a 5 m distance.

Apparently, this included heat and rut cycles as well as an estrus cycle, the latter of which is experienced because of the quirk with the same name - side effects of both quirks. It's not helped by the fact that I was weeping out of every hole - even my ass now had a uterus and there was a third uterus with a vaginal opening between my anus and normal vagina, both with slick pouring out of them, like male Omega’s get in the Omegaverse and it was killing me. Three vaginas was too much to contend with when all I had were handheld toys at my disposal.

'I don't have enough hands for this shit.'

What made things worse was that I was capable of experiencing a mating season as well as a heat or a rut despite not being an Alpha, which confused me. I was clearly an Omega - even having the male equivalent of uteruses.

To cum more readily I even activated a quirk that gave me both male and female genitalia but the friction, despite my slick, was starting to hurt my sensitive head and thick knot that had formed from my last orgasm, and I was nowhere near feeling satisfied. So I deactivated it and wiped my hands clean before searching for my phone with disdain.

I am irritable and whiny all whilst pining for an Alpha to be submissive towards. It's a weird concoction that I wasn't appreciating as I laid in what I now realised was a nest of blankets and pillows I'd created to house myself as I cried from over and under stimulation.

Everything was made worse by the fact that I had no clue how long this would last.

‘Is this monthly or annually?’

The more I looked into this quirk the worse I felt, especially as I discovered I would have an annual mating season, would go into heat monthly, would go into estrus biweekly and would go in a rut whenever someone else experienced either one of these phenomena - so I could experience all of these at once, as I was, on top of an estrus cycle that corresponds with my menstrual cycle. I would’ve breathed a sigh of relief if I didn’t remember that there are many other people who would go through heat, estrus and or mating season, meaning I would be triggered into a rut by these and could even be triggered just by using the Estrus quirk.

‘I blame Tokoyami’s mating season…!’ I groaned, ‘Then at least it would just be a heat, estrus and a mating season…’

I wanted to cry.

“I can’t take this any more.” I moaned, deciding quickly I needed to call the school and explain what was going on. I needed help with this; there must be someone with a similar quirk that they’ve known about. After all, I copied these things from someone else.

Much to my surprise, when I explained to the receptionist I needed to speak to Aizawa, I was passed to him relatively quickly.

“(L/N)-san.” he greeted, “Are you unwell?”

“Something like that.” I groaned, crossing my legs tightly, “I’m in a very… difficult situation and I need some guidance.”

“I can help you in class if you want?” he begged, “If you get here sooner we can discuss it before class.”

“I… I don’t know if I can come to class.” I basically whispered. Aizawa frowned at this on the other side of the line with concern.

“Should I be concerned, (L/N)-san?” I sighed.

“I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you tell me the problem first?” he begged, walking down the hallway to get away from people, realising quickly that this was a private conversation, “Then I can tailor my aid better.” I groaned.

“This is going to be super awkward, so I’m sorry.” I warned, earning a grunt which sent a painful zap towards my clit, making me flush, “I copied a quirk.”

“Uh-huh…” he nodded when I didn’t say anything else for a few seconds.

“It’s given me a clusterfuck of hormones.” I explained slowly, “I’m essentially experiencing a mating season, a heat and a rut simultaneously as well as an estrus cycle - they are different. And I’m a bit scared.”

“... I wasn’t expecting that.” he admitted, rubbing the bridge of his nose, “I assume you’re in halls?” I nodded.

“Yeah.” I laughed humorlessly, “I know, right? I only discovered this would happen today because it’s happening now.

“I didn’t think to look at the weaknesses when I copied the quirk. It just seemed so interesting I couldn’t pass it up. Even if I edit the quirks I can't get rid of what I'm experiencing right now.”

“Stay in the halls.” he confirmed, “I’ll do some research and see what strings I can pull. You won’t be the first to experience either one of those things and I doubt you’ll be the last.

“For now, remain in your room. I’ll explain to the class that you’re having some… complications with your quirk and not to visit you.” he hummed, looking over at the watch on his wrist, “I’ll try to contact you by the end of the day and recommend you stockpile some food whilst the others are gone.” I nodded.

“Thanks sensei. I appreciate it.” he nodded.

“I’ll talk to you later. Stay safe.”

“You, too.”

And just like that I breathed a sigh of relief and laid back down, hand drifting down to my painfully empty holes and clit, only to come away with heavy slick dripping from my fingers. I groaned, pulling my head into a pillow and screaming for a few minutes before going back to playing with myself, unable to hold on for much longer without some kind of stimulation.

"Do you think you'll surpass All Might?" Iida begged Midoriya as Uraraka, Shinsou and Todoroki walked beside them, "You do have very similar quirks."

"Although Midoriya has other abilities unlike All Might." Uraraka pointed out, "Like Black Whip!" Midoriya began to flush at this and began to protest when Todoroki looked over at him.

"He has the strength for it." Todoroki agreed, smirking, "But he has me to contend with."

Shinsou snorted.

"And Bakugou." Iida noted as Midoriya nodded.

"We're a formidable class." He concurred as each teen entered the classroom. Immediately Iida and Shinsou went to their desks but the rest hung out in the back by Todoroki.

"Man, I wonder what I'm gonna have for lunch today!" Uraraka cheered. Midoriya laughed and nodded.

"I'm going to have sukiyaki." Todoroki smiled, "We deserve a treat after the sports festival." Midoriya nodded in agreement.

"Everyone did so well this round. Especially you, Todoroki." Todoroki nodded, humming in agreement.

“Good morning, students.” Aizawa greeted, catching everyone off guard, Uraraka and Midoriya running to their seats as soon as he entered the room.

“You’re here early, sir?” Yaoyorozu spoke up, raising her arm. Aizawa nodded.

“I have an announcement.” he confirmed, “As you know, Tokoyami is still off. However (L/N)-san is having some complications with her quirk.

“As a result it would be wise for you all to leave her be in her room and don’t communicate with her until it resolves. It’s likely to last for at least a week.”

“So we won’t see her at all?” Ashido begged, earning the shake of a head.

“But what about food?” Hagakure begged, “(L/N)-san eats a lot.” Aizawa removed some of his hair from his face, thinking about the response, before answering.

“We might need to ask one of you to deliver the food to her door.” he concluded with distaste, “It’s not ideal but it’s imperative that all of you leave her alone. It might be best to have one of the girls to deliver the meals…” he sighed, fingers to the bridge of his nose, “Although that might not help.”

“Is she well?” Uraraka begged, concerned. Aizawa nodded.

“She’s not sick. It’s just something related to her quirk.”

“Why do they have to be female?” Iida begged, raising his arm. Aizawa groaned.

“It’s not necessary. But it would be best that all the men stay away from her door.”

“Why?” Kirishima begged, “What would require only the men to stay away?”

“Is it the same reason as Tokoyami?” Asui begged, raising her hand before Aizawa could respond. He sighed.

“Wait, why is Tokoyami away?” Midoriya begged her way.

“Mating season.” Asui noted casually with a shrug.

"Oh hell yeah!" Mineta cheered, causing Sero to cringe.

"You are banned from that floor, Mineta." Aizawa warned, his hair flying all over the place as he glared, earning a gulp from the boy. His words caused everyone to turn back to Aizawa, who was rubbing his temples.

“It’s a private matter. That’s all you need to know.” Bakugou raised a brow at this.

“So who’s gonna feed her?” he begged with a glare. Immediately everyone turned to Bakugou, causing his brow to twitch violently, “Why me?!”

“You love cooking.” Todoroki stated as though it were obvious. Shinsou snorted and Bakugou ‘tched’ and looked away sharply, glaring ahead of him as Aizawa looked at his watch again before divulging into the remaining announcements, none of which really kept Todoroki's attention. That being said, he was distracted.

Todoroki had been making good friends for the first time since pretty much ever. He was always socially awkward because of his earlier years, but he was finally rewriting that chapter of his life.

One of those friends was (L/N). They spent a lot of their time studying and sparring together but lately they'd started to get closer by sharing personal details and stories about their family lives. Although they lived rather different lives, Todoroki found himself amazed at the girl's ability to empathise. It was endearing and a quality that reminded his of his sister - sweet, kind and loving. It was something he longed for from the girl.

So it was safe to say he was concerned when those words left Aizawa's mouth.

If only he knew he should be concerned for other reasons.

I waited and waited until I knew the coast was clear. The only other person would’ve been Tokoyami two floors below, but he was staying at home, so for the first time I was on my own in the halls. Despite this, I was nervous to leave the safety of my nest to the point that I waited for far longer than I needed to.

It just didn’t feel right.

Opening the door I went to walk forward, but found myself freezing in the spot at all the scents.

“Oh… my god.” I reeled, gulping.

It took me a good few minutes just standing there in order to get used to all the smells. Some were pleasant, some were repulsive.

But others were tasty.

‘The strongest scent is…’ I realised quickly, mouth watering, ‘Bakugou’s…’

My scent-clouded mind wasn’t so surprised by this reveal. Bakugou smells like burnt caramel normally, so it’d make sense that I’d be attracted to it. It really was a no-brainer, even if I longed not to be attracted to the interesting scent, just glad that he wasn't here to witness this. It's not like I was actually interested in him beyond his tantalising smell.

The scent that I wasn't expecting to be drawn to, however, was that of Shinsou's. It was soft and tantalising. Like a comfortable cloud. It made me relax and feel like curling up and taking a nap despite my current circumstances.

What was more interesting was the minty freshness that was Todoroki’s scent I could detect from the elevator.

‘It’s almost spicy to the senses.’ I mused, feeling a wave of calmness wash over me.

Again, it didn’t surprise me that I felt myself drifting his way. Todoroki was very attractive and we had been getting closer as of late. It was almost predictable.

I smelt around with a bit more calm, ears twitching as I kept a listen out for anyone or anything. Other scents were interesting, like Kirishima, Midoriya and Ashido’s. But throughout all of it I kept coming back to Todoroki’s scent, although there was less of it.

I had to slap myself to stop myself from following Todoroki's scent and instead made a beeline for the kitchen and raided my pantry, grabbing every snack and unspoilable food I could before running back to my room. I was as quick as I could feasibly be. But as I went to close the door, I found myself peeking outside and down the hallway towards the elevator.

I shook my head.

‘I can’t go sneaking in his room.’ I scolded myself as my Omega whined at me, begging to investigate. I shook my head again as I felt my thighs clench and almost whined myself.

“No. I can’t.” But I didn’t move away from the door.

‘... Ugh why does he have to smell like that?!’ I cursed, looking back down the hall. Before I even realised what I was doing, I was sneaking towards the elevator, as though I were about to be caught at any moment. I could feel Aizawa scolding me, but of course it never came since he was in class with everyone else.

I took the elevator up a floor and snuck my way towards the tantalising scent, overwhelmed by the strength of his stench.

‘This would be so amoral of me…’

Despite knowing this, I found myself grasping the doorknob. I cringed at the squeak as the door opened, but I was quickly blindsided by the absolute raw stench of his scent and felt my Omega trill in happiness.

From there I had zero control of myself as I entered his room, sniffing deeply as I attempted to fill my entire lungs with his scent.

Naturally, his bed smelt the strongest. And I couldn’t stop myself from lying on it and taking a deep breath of his pillow despite how neat and tidy everything was. With little effort I could fall asleep here and God did I want to.

However, I didn’t want to be caught by a cleaner or anything, so I regretfully removed myself from his bedding, cleaned it up a bit and skulked around his room with intrigue.

It was fairly plain, really. Everything was neatly packed away - even his dirty clothes were in the hamper, none left in sight. There were very few personables - mainly books like mangas and textbooks - and some pretty lighting. There wasn't much else as I looked over the neatness that was his desk with little surprise.

I couldn’t help rummaging through his things as though I were searching for something. But I was careful enough to put everything back exactly as I found it before eyeing the exit with disappointment.

‘I need to leave.’ I concluded, anxiously, ‘I need to get back to my room.’ despite feeling safe immersed in his scent. Regardless, I needed to get back and the need to hide was strong.

I couldn’t force myself to leave quickly. I eyed the bed and whined before eyeing his dirty clothing hamper with a dangerous thought in my mind.

‘I can’t.’ I argued as I looked inside, moving things around a bit as I took in his scent further, ‘He’d so notice if I took something of his.’

As if that was the only reason not to steal his clothing like some kind of smell-pervert.

‘Man I’ve really stooped to a new low.’ I concluded as I pawed at a shirt of his that smelt the strongest. Instincts told me I needed it for my nest and no matter how much I tried to rationalise, I found myself stealing the shirt and running back to my room to hide - from everyone and my shame.

I was grateful to Aizawa for warning off the rest of the class now that I’d committed a crime. But the way my Omega praised my decision left me feeling euphoric, especially as I snuggled the shirt and preened the den I’d created.

I spent most of my time preening, snuggling Todoroki's shirt and masterbating. It was a simple routine as I stored my snacks carefully as though I was creating a proper den to live in. And I supposed I was, given I’d be stuck here for the next however long it would be before I could go back to normal.

When I started to hear the whirl of the elevator and the sounds of people talking that was my first clue that school was over. My next clue was the knock at my door.

“Uraraka-chan!” Midoriya muttered.

“I just want to check in on her is all.” I heard before a knock sounded at my door. Immediately I began to growl, ready to hurt anyone who dared attempt to enter my den.

“(L/N)-chan!” she beamed from the other side, “Just wanted to let you know that we’re all thinking of you and that we’ll be here for you when you need us!

“You can get through this!”

I felt myself swell with happiness even if I found myself growling at the intrusion. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything back though as the girls muttered to one another quietly before going to their individual rooms. I found myself on edge, listening intently to everyone returning to their dorms or going elsewhere as I hid in my nest.

I had no idea how anxiety-inducing it would be now that everyone was back. But now I knew: it’s very anxiety-inducing.

I managed to fall asleep by burrowing myself with blankets and pillows. However I stirred when I sensed someone outside of my door, hearing light, tactile footsteps approaching with caution.

That’s when I realised it was Todoroki of all people.

I practically leaped out of my nest, thoroughly ruining it, and leaned across the door, taking in a deep breath of his scent. It was then I realised I smelt something else tasty and wondered if he’d made food for me.

My heart and Omega leapt at the thought.

“(L/N)-chan.” he knocked, “I’m leaving this food out here for you.”

'For me…?'

I had to claw at myself not to open the door and jump on him. Taking deep breaths I tried to focus on the smell of the food instead of the smell of Todoroki as I listened to his footsteps recede. And only when I was sure he’d retreated and that I was alone did I open the door and take the contents, eating quickly before leaving the bowl outside of the door as he had done.

This continued morning and evening for the next few days and sadly I wasn’t improving despite ordering new toys and other kinky tools to try and earn some relief. I was extremely grateful for Mina bringing them to me, oblivious to the contents, although I realised quickly she was hoping she’d get to see me when she knocked on the door. I heard her sit down outside of it as he began telling me about what I’d missed at school.

It was sweet of her.

“I swear I didn’t mean to spill my coffee all over him, but he kinda deserved it?” she whined, “I struggle to feel bad about it though. It’s Monoma of all people.

“I’m just grateful I didn’t spill it over someone like Tetsutetsu. He’s kinda cute…” I laughed, something she didn’t hear as I was hidden under the covers of my den.

I considered sitting by the door, but I was too desperate for a release, I worried I’d open it and ruin everything. And of all people, as wonderful as Mina is, my rational brain and Omega didn't want to have sex with her.

Only Bakugou, Shinsou or Todoroki would work. They were my prime Alphas.

So I didn’t and waited for her to leave before taking the box and abusing its contents.

By the time I had finished it was dinner time, and I basically sat glued to the door with blankets on me as I listened for Todoroki to arrive.

The strength of the symptoms seemed to wax instead of wane as time went on and I realised I was starting to really struggle when I heard his familiar footsteps coming towards the door. I breathed in greedily when I was greeted with his scent and moaned at the delicious smell, feeling myself until he paused at the door and knocked.

"Food." He said bluntly before going to leave. However he didn't move much to my surprise. Curious, I ran to the door, tripping over my blankets and scuffing my knee with a thump, though I didn't notice the pain in my state. Instead he paused before sighing sharply, "You okay in there?" He begged seriously. I felt myself deflate as I leaned against the door.

"... No." Todoroki blinked, surprised that I answered. As far as he knew, this was the first time anyone got any kind of response from me in four days. I looked down, noticing that my knee was scuffed and bleeding and nearly wept, "I scuffed my knee."

"Is it bad?" He begged, worried, "Do you need the nurse?" I shook my head, realising quickly that he couldn't see it.

"I'll be fine." I reassured quickly, not liking the sourness of his scent at my words.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He begged, "Everyone has been worried about you."

"Sorry…" I whined, earning quick reassurance.

"No need to apologise." He smiled, 'I've brought you some food."

"Thank you, Alpha." I praised, thoroughly confusing him.

"Alpha?" He muttered to himself.

"You smell really good, Todoroki-kun." I admitted with a whine, "It's hard staying inside."

Todoroki wasn't as oblivious as people may think. Even he had clicked what was going on from what I had said as Asui's words played around in his head.

He, however, wasn't expecting her to see him in this light.

"Thank you." He noted, pausing as he thought hard about the situation. Would it be wrong of him to take advantage of you during this situation? It's not like he hadn't thought about a relationship with the (H/C) girl. The more they talked the closer they seemed to get and he hadn't felt quite so close with someone before.

It was refreshing, pleasant and a bit scary all at once.

I felt my body flush and respond to his presence the more we spoke. I knew it wouldn't be long before I needed to touch myself again. Even the timbre of his voice was sending vibrations through me that I wanted to relish in.

That was when my Omega took over and spoke before I could comprehend what I was saying.

"Do you want to come into my nest?"

Todoroki wasn't phased by the term this time around. In fact, he was starting to feel rather hot at the flattery. It's not like anyone else had been able to so much as talk to the girl since this all began, let alone be invited in. He felt a surge of pride swell in his chest at the notion.

However he hesitated. What if this wasn't her? What if this was just the hormones talking? Todoroki wasn't sure he could take being rejected after spending the night with her. But he also didn't want to leave, even as he was reminded of Aizawa's warning to the class earlier that day.

He had to be certain that this was what she wanted.

"Are you sure you want me in there?" Todoroki begged cautiously. However I baulked at the question.

"Of course, Alpha." I promised.

"... If you're sure then okay." He insisted. However my Omega was elated at the prospect. That was, until I looked around the room.

"Hold on!" I explained quickly, "I need to rearrange something." as I ran around, playing with the blankets and pillows, fluffing them up and discarding any uncomfortable ones. When I saw his shirt I chucked it over my shoulder and lit the fairy lights whilst closing the curtains.

Only when I was satisfied did I go back to the door and slowly creep it open. As soon as his smell hit me I practically swooned.

Todoroki, on the other hand, was seemingly surprised as he put my food down.

There I was, in nothing but my underwear and a t-shirt, seemingly waiting for him to speak. But he couldn't as he took my appearance in, seeing how my skin was flushed a pink hue, shiny with a layer of sweat adorning my skin. I looked ragged, almost as though I'd been exercising all day - but he presumed I had been; I was in heat, after all.

"You look unwell." Todoroki finally spoke, concerned as he reached to touch my forehead. However the sharp movement made me jump away.

Todoroki held his hands up before slowly reaching for me and pulled me towards him. I followed his command as he placed the back of his hand on my forehead and sighed, lips in a thin line.

"You're flushed." He remarked with concern, "You need to rest. What have you been doing all this time?"

"Fantasising about you." My Omega admitted before I could think up a decent response.

Todoroki wasn't taken aback like I'd expected. Instead he smirked down at me.

"How does it compare to the real thing?" I blinked, looking up at him with a hazy gaze.

"I wouldn't know."

"Do you want to?"

'Oh… Oh!'

"Yes please, Alpha." I praised, slinging my arms around his neck and pulling him impossibly closer before jumping on him. Todoroki, although not anticipating, reacted quickly and grasped my ass with both hands. I purred into him, nuzzling his neck and thoroughly scent marking him as he chuckled and came further into the room, closing the door with his foot, unaware that Kirishima caught sight of the pair before he entered.

"Is this your nest?" Todoroki begged thinking back to what I'd said earlier.

My ears twitched at the word and my Omega trilled at his eased acceptance of my world.

'Todoroki is the best.'

"Yes!" I beamed getting down from his hold and pulled him into the bed. However I miscalculated, causing him to fall on top of me with a grunt.

Our faces were impossibly close and I bit my lip as he looked down at me.

"You're so pretty." He complimented. I felt my cheeks flush at those words and couldn't help myself as I kissed him.

It was just a peck. But Todoroki wasn't having that as he leaned in again for a more prolonged kiss.

As time went on it began to get more heated and our hands started to roam each other's bodies. However when Todoroki pulled away I whined, earning a chuckle.

"We have plenty of time, Love. Enjoy yourself."

He was right. But the ache in my cunt disagreed.

I smirked, wrapping my legs around his waist and rolled him to the left, successfully rendering me atop of him. Proud I ground down against his crotch and watched as the shock and arousal played across his delicate features.

"I need you, Alpha." I pined. Todoroki looked up at me, seeing the desperate need in my eyes as I pawed and tugged at his shirt. He realised very quickly that I wasn't interested in a slow and intimate love session, but something more animalistic.

That was something he could work with with little complaint.

The only warning I got was Todoroki's smirk. The next thing I knew he was on top of me again, pushing me into the bed as he sat against my back.

I felt my cunt clench around nothing as I felt his growing erection against my ass as he ground down on me.

"Impatient. I see I'll have to teach you a lesson, Omega." I protested wanting to be a brat, but when he pinned me down and spoke lowly in my ear I knew I was not only smitten but driven to obey him, "Submit to me.

"When I let you go, you will get into position and you'll stay there. Have I made myself clear?"

I nodded furiously and immediately hauled my ass up into the air so that my head pressed against the mattress and blankets. I was presenting myself and Todoroki couldn't be more pleased at my obedience.

"Good girl." He praised before his hands reached out to palm my ass gently.

Todoroki took in the sight. Ass up towards the sky and head down in submission. My cunt was aching with need that was clearly visible along my panties as a large dark patch was visible all the way up to my ass.

'She's desperate.' Todoroki surmised, 'Poor thing.'

"I'll fix this for you." He reassured with a firm smack to the ass, making me yelp at the sudden sting.

"Please, Alpha." I whined, earning a chuckle back.

Todoroki pulled down my underwear before gliding his slender digits across my holes, noting that there was an extra one, with curiosity, gathering slick on his fingers before taking a taste.

"Damn." He muttered to himself, "You taste divine, darling."

"Only for you, Alpha." Todoroki smirked.

'Yes. Only for me…'

Todoroki spread my legs as wide as he could before diving in for another taste, eagerly slurping and sucking at my folds as though it were his last meal.

"T-Todoroki…!" I moaned into the bedding. However Todoroki's face scrunched up at that.

"I think we're past the formalities now, don't you?" He begged with a smirk.

"S-Shoto." I muttered as he went back to my throbbing cunt, practically purring.

"That's more like it, Kitten." He moaned as he went back to his feast.

Quickly and effortlessly Todoroki located my clit and began to suck on it hard making me yelp and writhe, but his grip on my hips only tightened.

I smothered my face into the blankets, trying to hide my pleasurable noises only to earn a slap to my cunt.

"Don't hide them from me." He commanded, lowly, making me shudder.

"Yes Alpha."

For the third time Todoroki went back to work and this time he was determined that I wasn't going to stop him until I'd cum all over his face. And it looked like that wouldn't be very long as my hole began to spasm and my hips began to stutter in response.

"S-Shoto I'm g-gonna…!" I squeaked with urgency. However Todoroki only picked up the pace at my words, determined to make it happen and he wanted it to happen now.

Adding the addition of his fingers to the mix, Todoroki scissored two, then three of the long digits in and out, causing my hole to weep. The added sensation only made me cry out more, much to his pleasure, as I slowly approached my high.

"S-Shoto!" I cried, coming undone on his tongue as I squirted on his face. Todoroki quickly lapped up the flowing juices with a groan before massaging my ass cheeks and down to my hips as I quivered.

I almost collapsed, legs feeling like jelly. But one look from Todoroki reminded me to keep myself in check; this was far from over.

Todoroki went straight for his belt, having already discarded his dampened t-shirt. With little effort his trousers slid off before his pants soon followed.

I looked back at him, eyes hooded as I looked past my shoulders at him right as his dick sprung from his boxers. I felt my mouth water at the sight as he gently grasped my hands and tied them together at the wrists with his belt. I bit my lip when he tightened the restraint.

For a brief moment I worried I wouldn't be able to take him. But with all this slick built up and lacking in pain sensation due to the heat I buried the thought and my heart thumped in excitement.

As soon as his cock was freed, Todoroki began to lubricate himself, rubbing his bulbous head against my folds. I let out a broken moan at the sensation. However Todoroki began to tease me as he leaned over me, making me whine.

"Please, Sho!" I begged, earning an ominous chuckle.

"Please, what?" He begged innocently. I groaned.

"Please… b-breed me, Alpha."

Immediately I felt Todoroki's cock twitch against me, but I wasn't given much time to think on it as he rammed into me, filling me to the brim with his cock.

I let out a strangled cry as Todoroki grunted into my spine as he curled over me. He'd sheathed himself down to the hilt and he hadn't expected me to be as tight as I was with all the prep.

"Oh my god." I heard him utter as he slowly moved out of me before slamming himself back in, earning another groan.

"You feel amazing, darling." He praised, sinfully.

"Again. P-please." I begged, earning a nod as he began to thrust in and out at an even pace, starting off slow before picking it up.

Todoroki was feeling drunk off the sensation of my pussy as I clenched around him every time he brushed the right area. As if on a mission he abused the area, pleased at the cries I gave out. However, I'd begun to curl in on myself in an attempt to remain quieter. And he wasn't having that.

Todoroki grabbed a fist full of my hair and yanked me back, making me yelp.

"Louder, love." He demanded. I would've nodded if I could but he held a tight grip as he gently pulled me to him, his other hand in a bruising grip on my hip, continuing to thrust rapidly into my cunt.

"Y-yes Alpha. Please! R-right… there!"

Todoroki picked up the pace, bullying his way into my cunt with ease, the sounds of the slaps from wet skin on skin emanating throughout the room.

"Yes! Like that!" I praised, earning grunts from Todoroki, who's hand went to my throat, keeping me upright as he fucked into me deeply.

I felt his slender digits tighten their hold around my throat and slowly begin to choke me. My arms came up and I lost my hands in his hair as I gripped tightly, earning a hiss. I was rewarded with him picking up the pace and yanking on my hair harshly.

"I need you to cum for me, Love." Todoroki spoke into my ear, hushed and ragged, "I know you're close. I can feel it." He groaned.

He was right. The fluttering of my pussy had picked up and my returning thrusts were starting to grow messy.

"I'm so close…" I whined, earning a chuckle.

"It will come, Love. Just let go." I nodded fervently despite his grip, which was beginning to tighten as his own climax approached. I felt him groan against my ear as he let go of my hip and began to play with my clit, rubbing small circles into her and making me pant heavily.

It wasn't long before I was coming undone on his cock, my hips stuttering at the release as I called his name, loudly, much to his pleasure. From there Todoroki picked up the pace just that little bit more as he fucked me through my orgasm, bouncing me on his cock as he chased his own high.

"I'm gonna breed this pretty little cunt." He moaned into my ear as if what he was doing wasn't making me see stars. I felt him bite down on my neck, making my Omega trill.

"H-harder!"

Todoroki didn't think twice as he bit down hard enough to draw blood, right across my scent gland.

"Yes, Shoto! Cum in me. Breed me. P-please!" I yelled in euphoria as he pummelled himself into me as hard as he could before finally coming himself as he latched onto my neck and groaned lowly from the pressure.

His hips stuttered and I felt cum leaking from my hole, but he remained inside me as he held me close to him, embracing me with both arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck from behind and began to slowly glide my fingers through his hair as his hips came to a stop and his cock twitched inside me.

As we both slowly came down from our highs Todoroki pulled me to the bed and pulled a blanket over my body, snuggling into my neck from behind.

"Is that better, Love?" I smiled, dopily back at him.

"Much, Sho." I purred, snuggling back into him. However when he pulled another blanket I noticed his shirt was in his hand. He looked back down at me as I looked away, guiltily.

"Is… that my shirt?"

"It smelt of you…" Todoroki laughed.

"You only had to ask."

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