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[00:20] Tooru ( ◞･౪･) >>> Hajime
Tooru ( ◞･౪･): is iwa-chan awake~
Hajime: no
Tooru ( ◞･౪･): I’ll be over in 10! ( ＾∇＾)
Hajime tossed his phone onto the nightstand as he forced himself out of bed to go unlock the front door since there wasn’t much point in refusing Tooru in the dead of midnight. He saw the glow of the light underneath his roommates door on the other side of the hallway and noted to give Kenma a five minute heads up that the obnoxious alpha would be here soon. It’d been about two weeks since they last messed around and Hajime was starting to think that Tooru found another omega to tolerate his stupid mouth, but alas Hajime wasn’t born with such luck.
This... thing between them had been going on since high school, specifically when Hajime presented as an omega in their first year while Tooru had been established as an alpha for two years. Tooru assumed his duty as Hajime bestest friend in the whole world to help Hajime with his heats as he’d done way too much god damn research in knowing how painful they started off in the months following presenting. He’d also shoved tons of articles into Hajime’s face about newer studies that prove teenagers who took suppressants have a harder time of weaning themselves off at a later age and their natural cycles took months to years to regulate themselves.
Hajime was sure that Tooru was being very Tooru about all of this and his parents had already gotten him the prescription once he’d gone through the standard check up at the doctor. She told him that it was healthier to wait after his first heat to take the medicine and no one knew when that’d happen, so Hajime just waited as Tooru was his usual annoying self. He did realize that as an omega he could help out Tooru with his ruts and the thought alone didn’t dissuade him in the slightest... the additional reassurance that Tooru was adamant about assisting Hajime on his heats, it’s what best friends would do for each other.
Tooru didn’t actually laugh in his face at the (admittedly, not that serious) suggestion, instead just telling Hajime that he already had it handled and only went into rut twice a year. It’s an abnormal cycle for an alpha and usually meant Tooru had to lock himself away for about two or even three weeks to either deal with the rut by himself or in recent years, whatever pretty omega was given the privilege of being chosen. Hajime had yet to see what his best friend was like on a rut meanwhile Tooru had been the first person he called when his first heat triggered just four months after presenting.
He felt the telltale symptoms the evening before consisting of a fever, muscle aches, and a sharp increase in arousal that had him seeking out one of Tooru’s dirty shirts that he left behind in the hamper. It was not a high point in the teenager’s life and honestly, that whole night was a horny, sopping wet blur and he woke up with a sore wrist from how much he’d been jerking his cock off. Tooru came right over that morning when a barely conscious Hajime texted him, thus breaking his perfect attendance record as he doted on the omega with the additional approval of both of their parents.
That first heat lasted a week and Hajime couldn’t say he hated the experience... Tooru acted like the ideal alpha... in his own Tooru way, of course, and the suppressant pills remained untouched in the cabinet of the bathroom mirror. In the years passing Hajime figured out his heat cycle and learned how to handle it without relying on Tooru (or suppressants) with the help of a nice collection of toys... and a few pieces of Tooru’s clothing that he’d stolen. His independence came in handy when Tooru tended to date around so often and had no interest in claiming a mate anytime soon, a fact that drove Hajime to keep some minimal distance from Tooru when he was on his heat.
He still had a month before that time struck again, so all those silly feelings could stay safely locked away in the dark pits of his heart. Tooru would never look at Hajime in that way, his omega types veered opposite of Hajime and he’d laid it on thick towards Kenma when he first came by to ‘welcome’ the new roommate. Hajime would never forget the terror on Tooru’s face when two of Kenma’s alpha friends appeared behind him and he had to break them all up before the kitchen turned into a warzone.
The offer for Tooru to be his third alpha was promptly rejected by Kuroo.
The sound of the front door opening had Hajime squirming in his bed, he’d never admit how much he liked that Tooru still wanted to fuck him outside of his heats. He knew that Tooru had a long, long list of omegas on call for a simple quickie and Hajime ruled at the top of them all. Hajime kept his feelings in check, never begging Tooru to be his alpha or stalked him while attempting to buy his claim through gifts and money.
“I can smell Iwa-chan in the hallway, you’re so excited for me~” Hajime never knew if he wanted to punch that smug grin or kiss it away so he could feel full of Tooru’s knot as soon as possible.
“Shut up and get this over with already,” Hajime stayed on his bed as Tooru lingered in the doorway, giving the shirtless omega a hungry once over with his eyes.
“Are you in a rush? Do you have another alpha to see after me? Who is it, I’ll rip his head off from his shoulders,” Tooru mused, closing the bedroom door behind him before he went to rid himself of his own shirt and pulled off the scent blocker from his neck. Hajime could not believe that the mere act of Tooru peeling that off went straight to his genitals, his small cock hardening as slick began to drip onto his boxers and accompanying waft of Tooru’s pheromones spilling in his room only spiked his arousal higher. Tooru must’ve come here from a party or some sort of social gathering as he rarely wore scent blockers when he saw Hajime and his pretty face was definitely highlighted with makeup.
“I’ve had a long day and I’m not in the mood for your bullshit,” half true, his day was packed with classes plus having to work his shift at the restaurant, but there was a... yearning inside of him that wouldn’t allow him to go to bed at a reasonable time.
“Not in the mood, huh?” Tooru plopped himself on the bed, immediately forcing himself into Hajime’s space as he pushed open his legs and dove his face right into Hajime’s crotch, “... I’m so lucky your body doesn’t lie as much as your mouth, Iwa-chan.”
“I never said I didn’t want to fuck,” Hajime grabbed at the brunet’s hair and yanked him upwards, “I’m not in the mood to hear you run your mouth.”
“You love my mouth-” Tooru was soundly interrupted by Hajime mashing their lips together, tongues easily sliding against each other as if they hadn’t kissed in years. Why did Tooru make Hajime wait a lonely two weeks anyway, was he too busy with his own life to take care of him? Hajime crushed those needy thoughts as their kiss grew rougher with Tooru pushing Hajime flat on his back and dipping his fingers into his sweats to rid them from his legs.
“God you smell like heaven, Iwa-chan,” Tooru whined against Hajime’s mouth, his long fingers going to press into the wetness between his legs, “so fucking wet for me too, were you waiting on me to fuck you?”
“No,” Hajime rocked his hips on those skilled fingers, he knew so well how to get the omega off quick with any combination of his fingers, tongue, and cock, “I was about to find a party to fuck off to tomorrow since you’re too busy with your fangirls.”
“You try rejecting all the beautiful omegas who throw themselves at you,” Tooru huffed, steadily pumping in three fingers that were soaking with slick, “oh wait, you do and they all come crying at me, Tooru-san, Iwaizumi-kun is so mean. ”
“Maybe if they didn’t assume I was a fucking alpha,” Hajime groaned as he reached between them to stroke his throbbing little cock, he was intoxicated by Tooru’s scent filling his nostrils and needed to cum, “your fault.”
“Says the omega with an entire social circle full of alphas? Don’t blame me for your active decisions in deceiving these poor, lonely, fertile omegas seeking their mate-”
“Oh my fucking god , shut the fuck up and get your cock in me,” Hajime growled as he tried to push himself up, but Tooru’s heavy hand was on his chest, keeping him pinned down. Honeyed eyes were looking down at Hajime, a smirk lingering on the corner of his lips as he pumped his fingers in and out of his soaking hole, the urge to call him alpha threatened to bubble out of his throat.
“That’s a good omega, you’ll wait ‘til your alpha wants to fuck you,” Tooru’s teasing tone had Hajime bucking his hips against his hand, wanting Tooru’s fingers deeper in him, “one of the professors invited me over for some dinner party and introduced me to his gorgeous omega daughter and honestly, we were a super hot match together.”
“Tooru...” Hajime murmured, the hand on his chest moving downwards to brush his hand away from his cock.
“She was missing something though... they all do,” Tooru withdrew his fingers entirely and went to shuck off his jeans, “what do you think it is, Iwa-chan~”
“All of your cool mysticism vanishes once you open your fuckin’ mouth,” Hajime hooking his hands under his knees and exposed his dripping cunt for the alpha. Tooru just smiled in response, eyes locked on the lovely sight of the omega offering himself so openly, he was a natural at this. He retrieved one of the condoms from the drawer in the nightstand and Hajime always had to ignore the stray thought of Tooru just fucking him bareback, all that cum flowing into him.
“Please, I can charm my way into the deans' pants,” Tooru lined his cock up with Hajime’s hole, running his hand up Hajime’s muscled thigh in silent appreciation, “doesn’t matter now though.”
“Finally...” Hajime tilted his head back as Tooru smoothly pushed into him, his cock was always the best, it beat out any toy or the few other alphas that Hajime had in his bed. Tooru pounded into him hard, there seemed to be meaning with each harsh thrust that was sending Hajime higher, he must’ve missed getting to fuck this omega pussy and Hajime was more than pleased about the fact. He felt hot lips on the expanse of his neck, licks and kissing with quiet praises that always came with having Tooru inside of him.
It felt like home all over again, drunk off Tooru’s comforting, sweet scent as he was fucked so good , no one else would ever match up to his alpha. Hajime’s hands left his knees to grab at Tooru’s shoulders, wanting to hold him as close as possible, he needed Tooru to be fucking him deeper. So many things had changed since they were teenagers, but not this... not their time together when Tooru would treat him as if he wasn’t going to off to fuck another omega after this.
Why couldn’t Hajime just keep him?
“A- Alpha, I’m close...”
It was quiet, a faint whisper slipping from the omega’s lips as his nails dug into Tooru’s shoulders and the alpha picked up his thrusts, wrapping a loose hand around Hajime’s leaking cock.
“Cum for me baby, cover my cock in it.”
That deep, sultry tone sent Hajime flying over the edge, his release spilling out onto his stomach and gushing onto the alpha’s cock. His increased sensitivity had him whining as he felt Tooru’s knot swelling up inside of him, that’s what he’d been craving in their time apart... to be so full . Tooru came with Hajime’s name on his lips, slamming his hips against Hajime’s ass so the knot would stuff his greedy cunt nicely, that stretching was so delightful to feel.
“Do you really think I’m cool. Iwa-chan~”
“Be quiet.”
...
Game day after parties were a mainstay in Hajime’s life when his best friend played the setter position on their top ranked university team and Hajime was open for any excuse to drink and forget about his responsibilities. Their team had pulled in another victory with nearly everyone showing up to one of the bars just a couple blocks from campus to celebrate their win. Hajime was about three or four beers in now, his tab covered by the infamous setter who’d been swarmed by omegas seeking his attention and wanting him to take them home for a victory fuck.
To his left was a tipsy Kenma who was probably ten seconds away from making out with Bokuto as the wing spiker had his roommate sitting snug on his lap. Kuroo had his hands around Akaashi’s waist as the taller one was posted on the wall, no doubt whispering terrible things into the flustered omega’s ear as they watched their friends. Atsumu, Hinata, Issei and Takahiro were at the table to the side of them, all Hajime knew was that they were debating about some recent episode of a show and they were all ganging up on the blond.
Their other teammates were scattered around the bar, none causing trouble as of yet, but the resident trouble making alphas were occupied by their crushes or mates at the moment. Hajime took the last swig of his bottle before setting it on the table and taking to his feet, a bit lightheaded from the alcohol as he got his stable footing and looked towards Tooru’s direction. There were three omegas chatting with him at the counter, laughing at whatever dumb joke he said and Hajime could feel the judgement from Tsukishima and Suna at the end of the bar.
God knows those two got a kick out of watching desperate omegas together.
Hajime didn’t hesitate to scoot his way past the crowd towards the middle of the counter where Tooru was standing and barely took notice of the omegas as he grasped the back of Tooru’s neck with his hand. The alpha was shocked for a moment as Hajime moved his lips against his own, but soon felt those strong hands landing on his waist and Tooru keen to meet his best friend's aggressive kisses. Hajime knew their eyes were on him, he heard the loud hollers from their friends that only encouraged him to push Tooru back against the counter and the alpha seemed pleased as his hands reached lower, squeezing his ass.
“It’s time for your victory fuck, ‘Kawa.”
“Iwa-chan is being so possessive and bold,” Tooru punctuated that with a harder squeeze, “I like that in my omegas.”
Hajime just clicked his tongue in response as he took Tooru’s wrist and turned to head off into the restroom, he’d almost forgotten the fangirls around and a smug smirk etched its way across his face. That’s right, Hajime can and will take your desired alpha away from you because once Tooru’s attention is drawn to him, it’s all over for anyone else who even dares to try. Tooru allowed himself to be pulled into one of the stalls at the end, walking past a couple others in here who damn well knew what was about to happen, but no one cared enough to stop them.
“Wow, what a wonderfully romantic place for a victory fuck, Iwa-chan,” Tooru remarked just as Hajime dropped to his knees and went to unzip his jeans, “you’re so lucky you’re such a hot omega.”
“As if you don’t treat the campus restrooms like your personal love hotel?” Hajime replied, he was too excited to get Tooru’s cock out and down his throat.
“I have standards and you are above sucking me off on a dirty restroom floor,” Tooru leaned back on the stall, his hand going to rest in dark, soft spiky hair.
“So you want me to wait ‘til we’re back at mine or yours?” Hajime glanced up as he stroked Tooru’s soft cock from base to tip, “I want to choke on your cock now, alpha .”
“Oh god don’t say it like that,” Tooru rolled his eyes with Hajime letting out a laugh, “it took you long enough to whisk me away from those vultures, I’m sure they would’ve torn my clothes off the moment we were- ah, fuck .”
Hajime sucked the cockhead between his lips, Tooru wasn’t terribly girthy, but he was long and Hajime had to adjust his gag reflex to accommodate his lengthy member. It was only when they started university and began hooking up outside of heats that Tooru even let Hajime suck his cock. The alpha was all about taking care of Hajime’s needs and genuinely appeared surprised when Hajime pinned him down to give him a blowjob for once.
He’d gotten better over time with Tooru directing him on how to deepthroat and letting Hajime ‘practice’ on his cock which was fucking ridiculous because who else would Hajime want as an alpha? He glanced up to see Tooru’s gaze focused down on him, watching his hard cock disappear into Hajime’s mouth and rolling his hips forward so Hajime could take all of him. The omega loved every second of it, how Tooru tasted, how heavy this cock was on his tongue, how the alpha chose him to fuck over everyone else.
“You’re so fucking hot with my dick down your throat, Haji...” Hajime moaned at the use of his given name, it was extremely rare for Tooru to say it... he must’ve been riding that high from their win. Hajime’s eyes fluttered close as Tooru used his mouth to fuck into, was he thinking of this when he was on the court, of the sex they’d have tonight when he won? Hajime was cheering hard for the team, his eyes remained on Tooru however, the alpha was always the only person Hajime watched when he went to their games and who wouldn’t?
Tooru’s arrogant confidence was sexy , he was hot shit and he fucking knew it.
“Such a good omega for me,” Tooru softly groaned, his hips bucking faster and Hajime braced himself to swallow down his incoming load. His finger traced the underside at the base of the shaft where his knot was swelling and Tooru whined at that, he was so sensitive there. Hajime brought his other hand to rub and massage his balls, he wanted his alpha to cum hard and have his belly bloated with his seed, his muffled moans pleading for it.
“Fuck baby, I’m- I’m coming,” Tooru’s head hit the stall as his cum flowed down Hajime’s throat, it was so much and the omega was determined to swallow every drop, to milk out what he could too. There was nothing better than being a good omega who would service his alpha... his alpha who played extraordinarily well during this game and deserved a pretty omega to fuck. Tooru pulled him up from his knees, pushing him onto the opposite wall and tasted himself on Hajime’s tongue as he licked into his mouth, his alpha was obviously proud.
“... let’s go to mine, m’closer,” Tooru said as Hajime just nodded along, his pussy aching for a knot.
...
Hajime >>> Tooru ( ◞･౪･)
Hajime: i cant fucking focus on studying bc my heat is so close
i’m going to fail this shit
Tooru ( ◞･౪･): don’t worry iwa-chan!! I’ll come help you!!
Hajime: aren’t you on a date or something?
Tooru ( ◞･౪･): not anymore (ノ^∇^)
Hajime: don’t be shitty
I’ll just use one of your sweaters
Tooru ( ◞･౪･): which probably need to be scented all over again and wow i'm SO free with all the time in the world on my hands ヽ(･ω･ゞ)
Hajime: fine w/e
Tooru ( ◞･౪･): oikawa tooru to the rescue 💞
Hajime really didn’t want to text Tooru, it was a last resort as his study session was going horribly and his brain was in a heated daze, completely shutting down any attempt at focusing. He left the library once he could sense the pre-heat symptoms and he wasn’t going to be caught dead on campus with some random alpha trying to take advantage of his flustered state. Hajime did relieve himself at home in the hopes of clearing his mind and getting back on track to study for this exam tomorrow, however that only lasted an hour and a half before his brain was muddled up again.
The last heat he spent with his best friend was sometime last spring, Hajime was seriously going through it and Tooru popped over to check on him since the omega hadn’t answered his texts. He was determined to only let Tooru help him out this one evening, his academic career depended on this fucking exam and Hajime wouldn’t let this damn heat ruin it. The option of emailing his professor for another date to take the exam did come to mind, however he convinced himself he wasn’t that bad off... and he missed Tooru.
The alpha came by about thirty minutes after Hajime texted, carrying in a bag full of snacks, drinks, clothing, and miscellaneous things Hajime would need on his heat. Hajime wanted to inform Tooru that he wouldn’t have to stay the whole week, but the omega was immediately taken by the oversized, soft Aoba Johsai sweater that Tooru handed to him, where was he even keeping this? It was drenched in Tooru’s fresh, musky scent and Hajime never put on a piece of clothing faster in his twenty-one years of living on this rock.
“You’re still in pre-heat, right?” Hajime just nodded as he brought the sleeves up his nose, the stress and tension in his body was leaving him in small waves with each deep inhale, alpha...
“Okay~ let’s get you ready to study baby,” Tooru’s smile went straight to his heart, he leaned into the alpha’s hand as it caressed his cheek for a few quiet moments. He joined Hajime on the bed, seating himself behind the omega to pepper light kisses on his neck while his fingers went to tug his waistband down. This was a... certain study method they’d developed back in high school and Hajime should feel a hint of shame that he was so willing to do this with Tooru, but nah.
“I’ll never get over how wet you get for me, even after all the bad things you say about me,” Tooru murmured in his ear, his fingers quick to pushed into Hajime’s slick hole, “but look at me, being such a good friend for my needy omega.”
“I’m just doing your date a favor,” Hajime sighed as he lifted himself up to pull down the rest of his pajama pants, “they won’t have to... waste their time.”
“They were lucky I gave them the time of day,” Tooru mused, Hajime would hear the crinkle of the condom packet, “I doubt they would’ve made a better cockwarmer than Iwa-chan~”
“S-shut up,” Hajime grumbled, soon feeling the head of Tooru’s cock glide against his cunt, “put it in, now.”
“So demanding, you aren’t even going to thank me? After all I do for you,” Hajime gasped as Tooru’s cock filled his hole, how was that always just what he needed?
“Thank you, alpha,” Hajime breathed out, settling himself nicely on Tooru’s cock while burying his nose into the sweater, “so... so good to me.”
“Woah, woah, Iwa-chan, don’t sink too deep on me,” Tooru's warm fingers slid underneath the sweater, pushing it up higher in search of his nipples, “you still have to study, I promise I’ll give you my big, fat knot when you’re done.”
“Right... studying,” Hajime took one last huff of the sweater sleeve before turning his attention to his laptop, there were still pages of materials and notes he had to go over. Having Tooru here cleared his mind in a different way, he wanted to obey what his alpha told him to do and the reward of having Tooru stretching out his hole to its limit was fine motivation. He adored the pleasurable feeling of having Tooru’s cock inside of him and fingers rubbing circles around his nipples, along with the alpha nuzzling the scent gland on his neck... it was his own safe space, a paradise just for Hajime.
Tooru was quiet during these times, just focused on making sure Hajime was feeling good and giving tiny thrusts as encouragement, a promise of more when Hajime was finished. A small part of him wished he hadn’t denied himself of this for so long, that he kept going back to Tooru every time his heat was due and he’d spend a week in total, utter bliss with Tooru fucking the daylights out of him. Would he be willing to ignore the crash that’d rear its ugly head afterwards, the almost searing pain of the knowledge that he couldn’t have Tooru as his alpha.
Tooru didn’t and would never know how much Hajime cried over that fact, he’d leave with a smile and tease about being Hajime’s dildo, but once the omega was alone... it all hurt so much. The physical craving was sated, but his emotions would be all over the fucking place because of how much he had to hold in, he didn’t want to chase Tooru away with how pathetic he was. Naturally Kenma understood, his quiet roommate would insist on sitting with Hajime so wouldn’t be cursed with his cruel loneliness that struck every unmated omega after their heat.
He couldn’t deal with that again.
“Alright... I’m good,” Hajime closed the lid of his laptop and went to pull himself off of Tooru.
“Where are you going?” Tooru’s voice was unexpectedly deep, his hands flew down to Hajime’s hips and his cock fucked right back up into its rightful place of Hajime’s pussy, “don’t you want your reward?”
“I-” Hajime’s response was cut off as Tooru’s speed accelerated, the wet sounds of Hajime being fucked rang in the air, “I don’t-... I don’t want you to stay.”
“Why not?” That should’ve sounded more whiny, but instead Hajime felt himself being pushed down onto his front, Tooru still driving into him, “you know I love to help you on your heats, just let me... don’t push me away, Hajime.”
Hajime’s fingers curled into the comforter, his hips betrayed his heart as he rocked back on that delicious cock, the hazy arousal fogging his mind, “Tooru...” I can’t do this, I can’t-.
“Please? If... if you want me to go then, say it,” Tooru’s thrusts slowed, “but you’re the only omega I drop everything for when you’re in heat... because you’re my best friend and that’s just... how it is between us.”
Hajime’s mind was at war with the primal urges coursing through his veins, screaming at him just to let this alpha take him, but he knew better, he knew this would destroy him, “... you can stay tonight, that’s it.”
“Thank you, Hajime.”
Why was this so hard?
...
Hajime hit the gym a day after his heat was over as he was going stir crazy from being stuck inside all week and he wanted a quick fix in feeling productive as well as a mental distraction. He’d held his ground when it came to Tooru only staying for a single night, despite the alpha begging him to stay, Hajime’s mind was made up and he wouldn’t let his horned up state affect that. Hajime avoided talking to Tooru in the following days, like he considered himself a strong, probably stubborn man, but there was a newfound desperation to Tooru’s pleas that he knew he’d cave on within seconds.
Now that his overall mood was back to normal and he’d found a corner of the gym to himself, he was considering ending the ‘benefits’ part of their friendship to save himself any more pain. It wasn’t fair to Tooru that Hajime was in love with him, that Hajime was expecting more out of him than Tooru would ever want to give him and he had to come to terms with that. He was also guilty over Tooru feeling so obligated to assist him with his heat just because they were best friends, Hajime should have just settled this with his professor instead of crying to Tooru for help.
They weren’t teenagers anymore, Hajime could handle this by himself... or find an alpha who would give him the commitment he strived for. The thought of giving up on having Tooru have his mate sent dread pooling his gut, but that was the reality of his situation, they both wanted something different. There wasn’t much point in putting off this conversation any longer than it already has, so he’d talk to Tooru when he picked him up from the gym and... yeah, that was it, huh?
Tooru insisted on taking him home since Iwa-chan was being sooo cruel and Hajime was alone at this mixed second gender gym, rather uncommon for him since most of his close friends doubled as gym buddies. They were all busy with their own schedules and Hajime was too antsy to wait until the morning to go with Issei and Kyotani. Tooru replied to his text almost instantly and probably would’ve joined Hajime if he hadn’t been getting in extra practice for an away game this weekend.
Hajime thought over the conversation in his head as he took a quick shower, Tooru would probably complain about them not fucking anymore... but otherwise, he couldn’t really see how else it’d go badly. It would suck to deprive himself of Tooru in that way as they’d been at it since high school and it’s a bit weird to think of the two acting just as friends who aren’t going to fuck the moment they were alone. Kenma was no help in this area as he had his own casual thing going with those three and joked that Hajime would be back on Tooru’s dick in a week, or less.
Thanks for the faith, little man.
Hajime saw Tooru’s text about him leaving practice once he checked his phone before leaving the locker and it’d give the omega a few more minutes of prep time, all that would happen was cutting the sex out of their friendship. It was not going to lead to catastrophe, no matter how dramatic Tooru would play it up and Hajime would resist Tooru trying to get in his pants later. He could do this, it was the right choice for the both of them, he was set on this course.
“Hey there.”
Hajime glanced up from his phone to see a slightly taller alpha standing just outside of the locker room designated for the omegas. He was a regular here that Hajime shared a little small talk with in the past, but that was about the summation of their acquaintance.
“Wassup?” Hajime nodded back at him as he continued on his way towards the front entrance.
“Happy to finally catch you alone,” the alpha grinned, “wait-... that did not sound as creepy in my head.”
“It could be romantic depending on the context,” Hajime lightly shrugged.
“True, true! This actually aligns with what I wanted to ask, if you wanted to grab a little something together?” the alpha said, “like it doesn’t have to be a date, we can just vibe.”
“I prefer my alphas to be confident about what they want,” Hajime replied, “strike one.”
“Okay it is a date,” the alpha blurted out, it was almost endearing just how flustered he was, “I’ve never really put myself out there like this.”
“I’ve noticed,” Hajime caught Tooru’s car pulling up into a space in front of the gym, “maybe next time, I just planned on crashing at home.”
“Oh... yeah, yeah! That’s totally cool,” the alpha nodded, “then how about I give you my number? You can text me when you’re feeling an adventure outside of the house.”
He was kind of cute, likely easy to bully and possibly a fun lay, plus Hajime was ending things with Tooru tonight...
“Iwa-chan~!” Tooru’s heavy pheromones practically assaulted Hajime’s senses as he waltzed through the door and made sure to wrap his arm around Hajime’s waist, “I missed my sexy omega, did you have a good workout?”
“It was fine , Tooru,” Hajime went to move away from Tooru, but the hand on his waist only held him tighter and brought him flush against Tooru’s side, “what are you do-”
“I’m thrilled you had a good time, only the best for my omega,” Tooru’s smile was sweet, but his eyes were boring into Hajime’s very soul, or it felt like it, “let’s get going~”
“O-okay,” Hajime began to feel heady from Tooru’s overwhelmingly crushing presence and wow did getting called, ‘my omega’ from Tooru seriously have him this fucked?
“Wait- wait, Tooru- what the hell are you doing?” Hajime said once they were outside, “is that because I was talking to that alpha?”
“No, I did miss you Iwa-chan, I only speak the truth,” Tooru’s hand abandoned his waist, “can’t I show my love for you in public? Everyone is very accepting these days.”
“You’re so ridiculous,” Hajime rolled his eyes as Tooru headed off to the driver's side of his car, pulling down the sunglasses that were sitting atop his fluffy brown hair.
“I didn’t even notice there was an alpha there, I only saw my adorable, mean Iwa-chan,” Tooru said as Hajime hopped into the passengers side and buckled in his seat belt, “did that alpha want something? You can go back if it was an important conversation.”
“He was going to give me his number,” Hajime casually admitted, “he’s cute so I’ll probably fuck him once or twice before I get bored.”
“Your lack of standards pains me,” the engine started up and Tooru went to back the car out of this spot, “but then very few alphas on this earth have the ability to match up to me.”
“Sorry I’m willing to go below a ten when it comes to a quick fuck.”
“You think I’m a ten? Uwah, I’m hot in Iwa-chan’s eyes,” Tooru said, “but then your standards are pretty... iffy, so that’s a seven point five for my scale.”
“Why do I ever compliment you?”
“Because deep, deep, like way deep underneath that brute exterior is a soft and cute omega who calls me alpha with the sweetest voice when I’m fucking his tight pussy,” Tooru smirked as he splayed his hand on Hajime’s thigh, “and it’s your fault that you deprived yourself of my cock for whatever inane reason and now you’re desperate enough to let the first alpha that says ‘hi’ fuck you? Absolutely not.”
Hajime’s eyes darted down to the hand that was sliding further up his shorts and up to the alpha that was keeping his gaze on the road, “... are you jealous I was going to fuck someone that wasn’t you? We’re not dating, Tooru.”
“There’s fuck all to be jealous of, I just don’t see why you’d want some scrub over someone who knows how to fuck you like you want,” shit , Tooru’s words were hitting him hard, “I’m literally right here, Iwa-chan, stop denying your own rights to my cock.”
Hajime’s breath hitched as that same hand went to palm his crotch, squeezing the bulge from his small, hardening cock, he... could do this one last time, then it’d be over.
“Tell me you want it, omega .”
“I... I do, I want you, alpha,” Hajime groaned as Tooru kept groping his erection, “miss your knot...”
“That’s what I thought,” Tooru’s smug smile had Hajime craving even more.
The alpha must’ve thought the drive back to one of their apartments was simply not worth the wait as he searched for somewhere to park and settled on an darkened alley that led into the parking lot of some medical office. It was well past closing time and no one else was around from what Hajime saw as they hurried off into the backseat of the car once parked. They scrambled to strip each other out of their clothing as their lips roughly met and fuck Hajime had to make this one count since this would be the last time they were fucking.
“This... this is where you belong,” Tooru’s fingers traced along the column of Hajime’s neck while hunched over the omega, “on your back and ready for me to fuck you, no one else, no other fucking alpha is going to get their filthy hands on you.”
“To-Tooru,” Hajime whined as the head of Tooru’s cock slid over his hole, rubbing against his much smaller cock, “please...”
“You are mine from head to toe, especially that hole between your legs,” those fingers went to curl around his thick throat, “and I’m not letting you push me away again, you understand, Hajime?”
“Yes, yes... whatever you want, I just-” Hajime moaned as Tooru swiftly fucked into his cunt, the slight burning stretch was overlooked by having his alpha’s cock in him... having Tooru’s pheromones filling this entire car... the hand firm around his throat.
“My omega, mine ,” Tooru’s pace was fast and harsh, as if he was making sure Hajime would never even think of leaving him for someone else... but they weren’t together . This was the first time Tooru acted this possessive during sex, it was so addicting for the omega to experience and he was thrilled to take everything Tooru threw at him. He could pretend for just the moment the alpha meant his words, that this wasn’t just some jealous fit... he’ll lie to himself for as long as the moment allowed.
“Your pussy was made for my cock, Haji, you always feel so perfect and fucking tight around me,” the praises rained down on Hajime, the car was rocking harder as the alpha was focused intensely on fucking the omega, the heat between them was rising fast.
“Split me with your knot, pretty boy...” Hajime brought his hand up to hold Tooru’s that was still on his throat, “fill my cunt, now .”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Tooru cursed, immediately forcing his hips to still, “don’t say that .”
“Why not, don’t you want to prove that I’m yours?”
“... it’s not that,” Tooru let out a sad chuckle, “I... forgot to put on a condom.”
Hajime blinked for a second before the realization crashed through him like a brick, “what the fuck , Shittykawa? Get your dick out of me!”
“I am, calm down Iwa-chan!” Tooru whined as he quickly pulled himself out, much to Hajime’s internal disappointment, “I got really into it, okay?! You were rude and didn’t let me fuck you for a week, of course I’m going to rush a few things!”
Hajime just groaned in response, then a small laugh bubbled up from his chest, “you were that jealous, huh? Gonna trap me with a baby so no other alpha gets any ideas?”
“Iwa-chan, you’re a genius!” Tooru grinned.
“Don’t you fucking dare, asshole,” Hajime wedged his arm between them to take Tooru’s cock in his hand, “jerk me too.”
“Yes’sir~”
Hajime captured Tooru’s lips as they worked to get each other off, he’d just have to save that conversation for tomorrow... hopefully... probably.
...
“What’s up with you?”
“There’s nothing up with me.”
“There’s everything up with you.”
Hajime glanced over at Kenma sitting on the opposite side of the couch, his golden eyes weren’t glued on his phone for once, instead watching his roommate, “... how do you know?”
“I’ve been your roommate for two years and I’m pretty sure we’re friends by now,” Kenma replied, “but if you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t make you.”
Hajime pursed his lips with a small sigh, Kenma was the least chaotic and most understanding of his friends since they were both omegas, “do you want the clean or tmi version?”
“I have the dreadful feeling I’ll need the tmi version for full context, so,” Kenma lightly shrugged before his gaze went back to his phone. Hajime took a moment to gather his words, deciding to start when he texted Tooru for help and going through all the necessary details up to last night. Kenma was quiet throughout, denoting his attention through nods as his thumbs tapped through one of the games he was playing, it was somewhat cathartic for Hajime to get this all off his chest.
“You’re still determined that Oikawa doesn’t want you as a mate?” Kenma said, “after all of that?”
“Well...” Hajime frowned, his fingers nervously tapping on the arm of the couch, “... saying it outloud makes it kind of fucking obvious, huh?”
“Yep,” Kenma replied, “personally I’d say he’s wanted you all this time, it was obvious from the first time we met that he’s obsessed with you.”
“But he also hit on you right out the gate,” Hajime grumbled.
“So, we would’ve slept together then he’d still follow you around like a puppy,” Kenma looked over from his phone, “is there any other omega he’s actually kept around as long as you?”
“I know he’s fucked our other friends... but... I guess he’s always treated me differently,” Hajime said, “then everything he said in the car... fuck , I might’ve really hurt him when I tried to push him away.”
“I’m sure he’ll understand when you talk it out,” Kenma replied, “Kuro can be dense as rock too, a lot like you, but things were okay when we figured out how to communicate.”
“I’m not dense,” Hajime automatically answered as Kenma just hummed in response, “... alright, maybe you have me there, I should just assume Tooru wants to date me?”
“Yeah,” Kenma said as if it was the most simple answer in the world, “he likes you, you like him... what’s stopping you?”
“My own cowardice?” Hajime chuckled, scooting closer to Kenma so he could rest his head on his shoulder, “thanks Kenma... you always have the best advice.”
“That will be one whole apple pie and a week of dish duty if you want additional cuddles,” Kenma flatly said, making Hajime chuckle even more.
“Deal, I’ll make your alphas mad by making you smell like me,” Hajime let himself get comfortable against Kenma’s side, “how do you handle those two anyway, I can barely stand Tooru on good days.”
“It comes easy when we grew up together,” Kenma said, “they fight sometimes, but that’s just alpha shit, otherwise... I can’t really imagine life without them.”
“Yeah...” Hajime understood that, there was a special bond when it came to his childhood friends compared to people he’d met in university. Tooru was someone he knew and understood on every level, there was no way Tooru’s eccentric personality would chase him away. Yet Hajime was the one trying to put distance between them and Tooru was still there, always willing to come to Hajime the moment he was in need and... it was all so obvious when spelled out for Hajime.
A knock on the door broke their relative silence -the television was white noise at this point- and Hajime left Kenma’s side to go investigate. Oh, it seemed the source of all his problems decided to show right on his doorstep, he certainly wasn’t expecting that.
“Iwa-chan~” Tooru greeted Hajime with his usual hug, “hi hi puddi-kun!”
“Aren’t you supposed to be in class?” Hajime asked, Tooru was one of those masochists who liked to have all his classes as early as possible so he could have time for volleyball and his social life.
“I am just fine with breaking my attendance for the most important person in the world,” Tooru’s hands slid down to rest on his waist, “I have something that I need to say to you and I should’ve said it earlier, but... I was too scared.”
“Okay,” Hajime pressed a soft kiss to his lips, “let’s go-”
Kenma already vanished from the couch, alright.
“... Kenma has given us the floor, I guess.”
Tooru closed the door behind him and soon they were seated together, he took Hajime’s hands in his and inhaled a deep breath before speaking, “I... I like you, Hajime, I’ve liked you since middle school if I’m to be honest with myself... but I was never sure if you felt the same about me and I didn’t want to make things weird between us... which kind of backfired in a way...”
“I like you too, Tooru,” Hajime replied, seeing how the alpha’s eyes sparkled at his softly spoken words, “... and same, I guess? Or... maybe I acknowledged my feelings for you somewhere in high school, I don’t know, but I didn’t think you wanted a relationship... that’s what you always said back then.”
“I know and I was a fucking moron for ever having touted that,” Tooru pouted, Hajime seriously wanted to kiss that away, “Mattsun really hammered it in after I dropped you off... like I was a wreck because you wouldn’t let me fuck you on your heat and when I saw you with that alpha I just... I can’t handle you with anyone else.”
“You won’t have to,” Hajime squeezed Tooru’s hand, “I’m yours Tooru, it’s always been that way.”
“Iwa-chaaaan~!” Hajime suddenly felt himself pushed down onto the arm of the couch, a very excited Tooru kissing all over his face like a happy puppy, “my omega, all mine.”
“You’re my alpha,” Hajime could finally utter that with all the pride and assurance in his voice, Tooru was his ... they are boyfriends now. Neither of them had to hold back their feelings for the sake of maintaining their friendship.
“We should move this into my bedroom,” Hajime managed to get out as Tooru’s hands started to wander lower, “have to make proper love to my alpha.”
“That’s so cheesy, Iwa-chan, lead the way!”
Tooru’s teasing bled into his every action afterwards, he took his time ridding Hajime of his clothes and worshipped his muscled body with his tongue, his fingers, his sweet words of praise. He made Hajime feel so special and appreciated beyond just the rabid fucking they’d do in the past and Hajime could certainly get used to his pretty alpha taking care of him all the time. Tooru seemed intent on taking him apart too, waiting until Hajime was begging him to touch his cock or pussy or ass or fucking anything , this man was the god damn devil.
“Yes...” Hajime’s eyes fluttered shut in pleasure as Tooru put his tongue to use in his wet hole and used a couple fingers with his thumb to jerk his small cock. The omega rolled his hips against Tooru’s mouth, wanting that skilled tongue licking even further inside of him. He spared a peek down between his legs to be blessed with the heavenly sight of Tooru having the time of his life eating out his omega, slurping up all his arousal as if he was a starving man.
“So beautiful with your mouth stuffed with my cunt, Tooru,” Hajime said, causing the alpha to groan against him, “lick it all up, baby, that’s how fucking horny you make me.”
His alpha was such a slut for praise, his cock would probably knot from that alone if Hajime gave it a real try... another time. The omega took Tooru’s shoulder as he rode on his tongue, thrusting up into the fingers stroking his cock too, he was getting terribly close.
“That’s it... that’s my good alpha,” Hajime moaned, his release gushing onto Tooru’s tongue and down his chin, the alpha very eager to collect every drop, “come ‘ere, need you.”
Tooru pushed himself up from his knees to give his omega a sloppy, passionate kiss, just what Hajime wanted from him. He scooted back on the bed as Tooru joined him, their lips failing to leave each other and Tooru managing to wriggle out of his tight jeans. Hajime licked his lips at how gorgeous that big cock was, standing tall just for him and now he’d have to actually consider birth control if he wanted to fulfill his fantasy of letting Tooru cum inside his pussy.
This time Tooru remembered the condom as he quickly grabbed one from the drawer and rolled it onto his cock, “you know, we could always do anal, Iwa-chan, one less thing for us to worry about.”
“I prefer your cock here though...” Hajime’s hand dropped to run his fingers down the shaft of his cock and towards his cunt, “it’s ready for you too.”
“That’s because your pussy is never satisfied, get on my lap baby.”
Hajime didn’t need to be told twice, he straddled his alpha and slowly sat himself down, the slide was smooth as he relished the feeling of being complete. In a reversal of last night, they kept their love making slow with lazy kisses, hands groping at Hajime’s ass with another set thrown around Tooru’s shoulders. They could do this for ages, be immersed in only each other and fuck the world spinning around them, Hajime only needed his alpha by his side.
The best part, and perhaps one of Hajime’s new favorite discoveries, was feeling the slow swell of Tooru’s knot as he casually bounced on his cock. He wasn’t actively trying to make his alpha’s knot pop, but there it was stretching on his walls and he enjoyed grinding down on it. Tooru’s nails were digging into his waist as Hajime was torturing him, it’s not his fault the fattening bulge of his knot felt so damn good ... and wouldn’t this make him cum anyway?
“I don’t know why you stopped moving,” Hajime chided, “or were you too entranced by watching me ride your knot?”
“Didn’t wanna end your fun,” Tooru murmured, “never... did it like this, it’s really fucking sensitive.”
“Are you close to cumming?”
“Kind of, I’m on the edge... it’s... weird , I like it though,” Tooru flashed him a lazy smile and smacked his ass cheek, “use my knot as long as you want, love.”
“... that’s too much, stop being lazy and fuck me,” Hajime fiercely turned his reddened face away from his alpha.
“Iwa-chan!” Tooru giggled, but he followed through by bracing his feet against the bed and fucked up into Hajime, neither would last long at the quick pace he was setting. Hajime’s moans increased as his alpha hit that sweet spot with practiced accuracy, Tooru was so fucking great to him, how could he ever seriously consider giving him up?
Tooru’s hips stuttered to a slow stop as he filled up the condom and Hajime was excited to stay in his rightful place while they’d wait on his knot to deflate. Soft whispers of my sweet omega and my gorgeous alpha were shared between the two, they were entwined in their own, intimate world. Hajime’s dream came true at last, having Oikawa Tooru as his loyal alpha who would pamper him, love him, and... hopefully claim him as a mate in due time.