Archive of Our Own

A crisp spring breeze drifted through the open doors of the engawa, making the glass wind chime clink in a soft rhythm. The fresh air carried the scent of damp earth inside, right into the heart of the traditional wooden house.

Dragging his feet across the floorboards, Yoshiki paused. He took a moment to just breathe it all in. The cool air, the smell and sound of nature, and the gorgeous view of their sprawling garden blending seamlessly with the living room.

For a second, peace washed over him. He felt incredibly lucky to have all of this.

Cutting his little moment of zen short, he plopped down on the floor and set his laptop onto the low table. He stretched his arms high over his head, letting out a satisfied groan with a soft smile on his face, ready to get some work done in such a perfect setting.

Reaching for the mug he’d brought along, he took a big sip of his warm tea, letting the heat bleed into his hands.

“Mmm… finally, some peace and quiet,” he muttered to himself.

He opened up his documents, ready to dive back into writing his paper, when something smacked him hard, right in the center of his forehead.

“Ouch!” Yoshiki hissed, taking a sharp breath. He squinted his eyes shut, clapping a hand over his brow. “What the hell…?”

His head was throbbing from the impact, making it hard to even open his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he glanced down at the floor. A small rubber ball was still bouncing slightly before it finally rolled to a stop right by his leg.

Then, louder than the wind could ever hope to be, a screech shattered his peace.

“Haha! You moron! You can’t even hit me right!” a little girl’s voice barked. She was pointing a finger at her brother, a big grin plastered across her face as she laughed loudly.

“That’s not fair! You cheated! I said you couldn’t move!” a little boy’s voice shot back in the exact same whiny cadence. He stomped forward, his face flushed with anger as he pointed right back at her.

“I didn’t move! You just suck! Just admit that I’m a genius and I’m better than you at everything,” she fired back.

“No! You’re cheating!” the boy stomped his foot again, balling his tiny fists hard. “And you made me hit papa!”

“Ha! He’s totally gonna ground you,” she teased, sticking her tongue out.

Yoshiki’s head was pounding now, the loud voices making the lump on his forehead ache even worse. He picked the rubber ball off the floor, gripping it tightly in his fist, his eyes flashing with irritation. I told him to get rid of these stupid things…

“He’s not gonna ground me! He saw you being mean!” the boy yelled at the top of his lungs as he started chasing his sister around the living room.

“I’m not mean, you’re just dumb!” She squealed, darting in the opposite direction and knocking over a couple of floor cushions in the process.

“No, you’re dumb! Dumb, dummy, dumb-dumb…” the boy mocked, sticking his tongue out and pulling the skin under his eye down in a childish taunt.

“Hey, hey, hey…!! Stop this madness right now!” Yoshiki snapped, his voice cutting through the noise. To enforce his words, he let his scent flare, releasing a wave of pheromones laced with warning undertones. “Asahi! Akari! I’ve told you a million times, I don’t want you calling each other dumb.”

The twins froze, falling into silence. They looked over at their dad with wide, black eyes, their chubby cheeks flushed and their little faces pouting in identical scowls. Both of them immediately hid their hands behind their backs in the exact same guilty stance.

“And I thought I made it clear that I didn’t want you guys playing with this inside the house. Who gave this to you?” Yoshiki asked, his voice laced with annoyance as he held up the bright rubber ball. “Huh?”

“Daddy!” “Daddy!”

The twins chirped in perfect unison, their scowls instantly turning into smiles.

Yoshiki pinched the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. “Of course… Your dad and I are going to have a talk about this when he gets home. And no more rubber balls inside.”

“Okay, papa…” Asahi mumbled, looking down, but he immediately shot a sneaky side-eye at his sister. “But she’s the one who started fighting.”

“I’ll behave, papa…” Akari chimed in, nodding, though she was glaring daggers at her brother. “But he could be a little less annoying…”

“God…” Yoshiki muttered, pressing his fingertips to his temples. His patience was running thin. “Could you just please stop the yelling? Your brother is sleeping.”

“No he’s not,” Akari said, shrugging her little shoulders.

Yoshiki’s stomach dropped. “What?! Where is he??”

“In our room,” Asahi piped up, a tiny grin spreading across his face. “He was trying to play with us. But we ran away from him.”

“Why??!” Yoshiki groaned, trying to find any logic in their toddler brains. “You know what? I don’t even want to know right now. But you guys can’t just leave him alone like that! He’s still too little and—”

Right in the middle of his lecture, a loud wail cut through the air. Yoshiki whipped his head toward the doorway.

A small, white-haired boy was stumbling into the room on wobbly legs. His tiny face was bright red from crying, tears streaming down his cheeks as he dragged his little blanket along the floor.

“P-papaa…” he sobbed, his loud cries drowning out the twins, who were already starting to bicker again.

“Oh, come here, baby…” Yoshiki’s heart melted. He opened his arms wide, catching the small boy as he buried himself into the omega’s lap. Yoshiki began to stroke his tear-stained face, gently wiping the dampness away with his thumb. “What happened…?”

“P-Papa… they… didn’t let me… play… too…” the little boy sobbed between hiccups, scrambling to find comfort in his father’s lap.

“Shhh… shhh… it’s okay now. Papa’s got you,” Yoshiki cooed softly, gently brushing the white fringe away from his big, teary gray eyes. “They like to play a little rough, baby. You’re still too small to keep up with them.”

“But…” The little boy curled up even tighter against him, burying his face in Yoshiki's shirt and pouting. “I w-wanna play with Akari and Asahi too…”

“I know, I know, my little pup…” Yoshiki murmured, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper as he leaned close to the small face in his arms. “But can you keep a secret? Just between us?”

The boy sniffled, blinking up at him. “Yeah?”

“They wanna act like they’re so grown up, even though they’re only five, that they don’t wanna cuddle with me anymore. So now, papa’s lap is all yours. You wanna stay right here with me, Itsuki?”

To soothe him, Yoshiki let his calming pheromones out. A sweet, milky aroma flooded the space, enveloping the distressed pup. It was a familiar scent of their father-son bond, full of warmth and love.

The white-haired boy closed his eyes, the tears drying on his lashes as a huge smile spread across his face. He pressed his chubby cheek against Yoshiki’s chest, settling in, and a loud purr began to rumble from his tiny chest. “Yes, papa…”

Yoshiki let out a long breath of relief. His heart swelled with affection just holding his pup close.

He looked up, watching the twins still whispering and bickering across the room. Despite the irritation bubbling back up, a soft smile tugged at his lips. If only they could stay cute, almost-two-year-old babies like this forever, he thought, looking down at the quiet boy in his lap.

“Are you hungry? It’s just about time for your nursing.”

“Mhm,” Itsuki nodded, nuzzling deeper into his father’s chest, drenching himself in the omega’s comforting scent. “But… can we go to the nest, papa?”

“Of course we can. Come on,” Yoshiki said, hoisting the pup up into his arms as he stood.

Okay, at least half of the situation is under control, he thought to himself. Nothing else can go wrong. I just need to get these two little monsters to behave, and then I can finally get back to my peace and tea.

“I’m gonna go feed your brother in the nest. Can you two please not fight and break anything while I’m gone?” Yoshiki said, turning to face the twins. But the moment the words left his mouth, he realized he was already too late.

The brief truce was officially over.

Asahi reached out and yanked one of Akari’s pigtails, sparking a whole new level of fury. She screeched, lunging at him with her claws-out, and the two went rogue.

They sprinted in circles, their feet thumping loudly against the floor as they narrowly dodged the decorations in the room, nearly sending a ceramic vase flying.

“You’re stupid!” Asahi yelled, ducking behind a cushion.

“And you’re ugly!” Akari said, her face red as they kept bickering at the top of their lungs.

Yoshiki felt a vein throb in his temple, his stress levels charting into outer space. “Hey! Stop it!” he yelled. “I told you to stop calling each other names!”

But they weren’t listening to their dad at all; they were in their own chaotic world.

Asahi scrambled right up onto the coffee table to escape his sister's wrath, knocking over Yoshiki’s mug and sending warm tea splashing everywhere.

“Noo… my tea…!!” Yoshiki cried out.

But the little terrors didn’t pause. Asahi shoved his sister to get her out of his way, and as she stumbled backward, she dragged Yoshiki’s laptop right off the edge. It hit the floor with a loud thud.

“My computer…! That is enough! Stop it, you two!” Yoshiki roared, his paternal instincts clashing with the urge to scream into a pillow.

In his arms, little Itsuki whined, burying his face deeper into the crook of Yoshiki’s neck, his fists clutching at his shirt. “Papa… I’m scared…” he sniffled.

“Don’t be, baby,” Yoshiki cooed. He rubbed the boy's back in comforting circles. “They aren't really fighting. It’s just roughhousing.”

Right then, the chaos reached its boiling point.

Akari, completely fed up, snatched the rubber ball from the floor and hurled it at her brother with surprising precision. It smacked Asahi right in the chest.

The boy froze, his face screwing up into a pout, and let out a piercing wail as he fell flat on his butt.

Seeing her brother actually crying because of her, Akari burst into tears too.

“Oh my god… why are you guys like this?” Yoshiki groaned, a mix of exhaustion and worry washing over him.

To make matters worse, seeing his siblings have a full-on meltdown triggered Itsuki all over again, and the baby started crying at the top of his lungs in Yoshiki's arms.

Hurrying over to the sobbing twins on the floor, the omega dropped to his knees to gather all his babies. He managed to awkwardly corral them, settling Asahi on one thigh and Akari on the other, while keeping little Itsuki cradled against his chest.

Desperate to calm the storm, Yoshiki let his pheromones flare. He poured out a heavy cloud of a sweet-milky scent again to combat the distress suffocating the room.

Right at that moment, the front door slid open.

“Where are my cute puppies?” Hikaru’s voice echoed through the hallway, sweet and oblivious. He strolled into the living room with a bright smile. “Guess what, babies? Daddy brought gifts from the kombini! I got more of those rubber balls that you like so much! Just don’t tell your papa, okay—?”

Hikaru’s voice trailed off into a dead stop, his footsteps freezing.

Yoshiki slowly lifted his head, glaring up at his alpha with daggers in his eyes.

“Oops…” Hikaru squeaked out, looking sheepish.

“And you can walk right back out and buy condoms! Because you are never gonna make me pregnant ever again!” Yoshiki snapped.

“Yoshiki…”Anxious to fix his mistake, Hikaru took a step forward, reaching out his arms to try and take the crying babies off the omega’s hands. But the moment the alpha presence got too close to the distressed pups, a warning growl ripped straight from the back of Yoshiki's throat.

Hikaru immediately froze and took a step back, raising his hands in a non-threatening surrender.

He slowly let his familiar warm amber scent exhale into the room trying to transmit nothing but safety and protective intentions to his riled-up mate.

The tension lasted for a fraction of a second before it vanished. Yoshiki shook his head, his dilated pupils snapping back to normal as he blinked out of the protective haze.

“Sorry…” Yoshiki muttered.

“No, it’s okay,” Hikaru said softly, stepping closer now that the permission was clear.

He knelt down beside them, his presence radiating a grounding warmth. “Let me help you with them. These little troublemakers really know how to drive my pretty omega crazy, huh?”

Hikaru leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to the top of Yoshiki’s head. He lingered there for a moment, gently scenting him, rubbing his jaw against Yoshiki's hair.

Stealing the opportunity while his lips were right against the sensitive skin near Yoshiki's neck, Hikaru dropped his voice into a sultry whisper. “Also… seeing you growl like that to protect our pups? Drives me wild, my perfect omega.”

Yoshiki’s face flushed a pretty pink. His sweet scent flared up even more, filling the room with a delicious smell.

Still blushing, the omega started to push himself up from the floor, holding the baby against his chest, while Hikaru easily scooped up the twins, one in each arm.

With the pups finally quieted by their parents' combined scents, the family headed down the hall together toward the safety of their nest.

“See? They’re not so bad after all, are they? Just look at those chubby faces,” Hikaru cooed, standing in the middle of the room as he rocked the twins in his arms. “They just needed a nap. I bet it was their usual snooze time and they skipped it.”

“Yeah, well, they didn’t sleep worth a damn this morning,” Yoshiki sighed, curled up inside their nest. He was softly rocking his pup to sleep while he nursed. “Just hand them over.”

“But… I barely got to hold them,” Hikaru whined in a pout, hugging the sleeping toddlers a little tighter to his chest.

“I know, but if you keep standing there like that, you’re gonna wake them up. At least come sit down with us,” the omega coaxed.

Yoshiki felt his chest swell with contentment the second he felt his mate’s presence finally sliding into the comforting sheets beside him. He leaned over, nuzzling his nose right into the crook of the alpha’s neck, letting out a happy purr of his own.

“I’m so happy to be home too, ’Shiki,” Hikaru murmured as he felt the wave of love rushing through their mental bond. “I miss you guys so much whenever I’m stuck at work. It’s not fair. I just want more time with our little pups and my pretty, pretty omega.”

“We know, Hikaru.” Yoshiki said softly. He watched as the alpha carefully deposited the two older, bigger babies right onto his lap, because no matter how much they grew, that's all they would ever be in Yoshiki's eyes.

The moment the three kids were piled up all over Yoshiki’s lap, chest, and arms, they started to rumble, their collective purring sounding like a bunch of strong mini engines running at full speed.

That sound alone was enough to trigger a reaction in both parents; they simultaneously released a thick mist of sweet amber pheromones, creating their perfect nest scent.

“They grow up way too fast. Our tiny Itsuki is almost two,” Hikaru whispered, his fingers tracing through Yoshiki’s hair as he looked down at the scene, his eyes turning into hearts. “One more year and he won’t even want to be a baby anymore.”

“Yeah…” Yoshiki murmured, a bittersweet ache tightening his chest and a protective paternal instinct washing over his mind. He leaned into the feeling, his own purring growing louder, resonating with his children.

“My pretty, pretty omega…” the alpha said, his heart melting just hearing the love of his life so blissful and safe in his embrace. “Thank you so much for being my mate. I love you so, so much, Yoshiki.”

Yoshiki tilted his head back, looking deep into his mate’s intense gray eyes. “I love you too.” He leaned in, pressing his lips to Hikaru's, kissing him in a slow passionate rhythm that left them both breathless.

“Mmmh… you know what we should do?” Hikaru mumbled against his mouth, the words coming out half-slurred because he refused to break the contact of their lips.

“What?”

“Make another baby…” the alpha whispered with a trace of mischief. “Remember how pretty you looked when you were pregnant? You were the most beautiful omega in the whole world. Just so cute and round.”

Yoshiki let out a huff, breaking the kiss. “I was not cute. I was miserable. My back was killing me 24/7 with the twins, and my hips were on fire for the entire last three months. I could barely walk straight!” he complained as the memories came flooding back. “I looked like a giant beach ball attached to a pair of tall, skinny legs. How the hell is that cute?”

Hikaru closed the distance again, stealing another lingering kiss from his mate. “Just listening you talk about it and remembering… I’m falling in love with you all over again. Such a pretty omega, so good… carrying my pups.”

A possessive alpha edge slipped into his tone as his hand wandered up, his fingers massaging the sensitive scent gland on the side of Yoshiki’s neck. “Everything about you is perfect… Mmmh… let me put another baby inside you, ‘Shiki. Please?”

“Hikaru! Stop this talk, the kids are right here,” the omega scolded, his face burning as he felt the alpha’s needy intentions hammering against their bond. “Besides, I don’t know. I think our family is a great size as it is. We’re all comfortable.”

“Yeah, but,” Hikaru sighed, pulling back just enough to play with his mate’s hair again. “I’ve been thinking that maybe we need one more to keep Itsuki company. I just feel like he needs a tight bond, like the twins have with each other.”

Yoshiki bit his bottom lip. “Hmm… yeah, I’ve actually thought about that too. But I don't know, those twins are so hyper all the time. Did they really have to inherit every single one of your traits?!”

That pulled a chuckle straight from the alpha's chest. “Yeah, those little monsters act way too much like me, but they’re so perfect with those moles and that black hair they stole from you. Sometimes, I still want to squish their cheeks just like I used to with you when we were kids.”

“That’s not funny,” Yoshiki deadpanned. “But… I don’t know. Adding another one to the mix just feels like a lot.”

“Yeah, but just look at this house,” Hikaru said, tilting his head to look up at the ceiling of the soft yellow nursery. “I bought us the biggest one available here, all renovated and traditional. But sometimes it just feels a little too empty…”

“I didn’t ask for all of this,” Yoshiki countered. “Even with the extra help, it’s a total pain in the ass to maintain the thousand rooms and the massive porch. I’ve told you, I would've preferred a smaller, modern place.”

“You say that, but you love our garden, don’t you?” Hikaru teased, leaning over to rest his head on the taller omega’s shoulder. He looked up, his eyes glittering. “It’s full of all those weird insects you love to look at and study for your papers.”

“Maybe…” the omega muttered, his defenses starting to crumble.

“And what about the private library I built just for you? Stocked with every single book you’ve ever wanted to read?”

“I like that part too…” Yoshiki’s voice melted, his cheeks warming as he looked down at Hikaru.

Hikaru hummed. “And what about all that natural wood and the high ceilings? It keeps the air flowing during those hot summer days. Remember how much you love laying out on the floor with our pups piled on top of you, just drifting off in the cool breeze?”

“Okay, okay… fine. I love our home.”

“I know you do, my pretty omega. You can’t hide a single thing from me.” Hikaru released another wave of pheromones, letting his scent wrap around Yoshiki to show his devotion. “This big house has so many empty rooms, and the money from the farm is more than enough, we’ve got plenty to spare. I want to fill these walls with more pups, ’Shiki. I want a huge family with you.”

“Mmmh,” Yoshiki hummed, completely charmed by his sweet alpha. “I don’t think right now is the time for another pregnancy. But… I also don’t want this to be our last one.”

“That’s fine. Whenever you’re ready, Yoshiki. I love you I love you I love you,” Hikaru chanted happily, attacking Yoshiki's face with sloppy kisses.

“Stop, stop it… you’re drooling all over me,” Yoshiki whined as a massive smile broke across his face. “I love you too, you goofy alpha.”

“Your alpha.”

“Yes. Mine.”

But the reality was, Yoshiki had been hiding a secret from his mate.

For weeks now, he’d been flirting with the idea of having another baby, and that intimate talk in their nest with Hikaru had only pushed his thoughts into overdrive.

Trying to distract himself, the omega padded through the quiet house to get some chores done. But as he saw the tiny shirts and socks swirling in the washing machine, his mind kept weighing the pros and cons of going for round three.

On the downside, he remembered carrying the twins: the ache in his legs, the torture of strict bed rest during the high-risk pregnancy, the blinding pain of labor, and the sleepless nights that followed.

But then he thought about carrying Itsuki.

That second pregnancy had been a breeze by comparison. He’d been able to comfortably write his papers working from home, even though his overprotective alpha had constantly hovered, nagging him to relax.

Yoshiki had lost his temper back then, snapping at Hikaru to back off, but looking back now? It was kind of endearing.

Besides, the amount of pampering he got from his alpha was also a big bonus. Hikaru spoiled him rotten the second those double lines appeared on a test.

The man was constantly coming home with bags of Yoshiki's favorite foods and drinks. He’d spend hours rubbing the ache out of Yoshiki’s swollen feet and massaging his lower back, showering him in kisses, and clinging to him like a needy dog.

And god, the sheer adoration Hikaru had for his pregnant belly. Yoshiki leaned his hip against the washing machine, his chest tightening with a nostalgic warmth.

For nine months, Hikaru would press his warm cheek and ear against Yoshiki's round stomach, softly whispering to the hidden pups, telling them sweet little secrets and talking about how he couldn't wait to finally hold and meet them.

That memory alone was almost enough to make the painful process worth it.

Hikaru’s nesting instincts had also gone crazy during both pregnancies. Yoshiki remembered how the alpha would go on cleaning sprees, scrubbing every single room until it was spotless.

The man had literally built a treehouse in the backyard for babies who couldn’t even open their eyes yet, let alone climb trees. He’d decorated the nurseries, assembled furniture, and come home almost every single day after work with a helpless grin, holding up another pair of tiny socks or shoes he just couldn’t resist buying.

But the heaviest weight on the scale, the one thing that shattered Yoshiki’s resolve, was remembering how Hikaru treated his body during those months. The alpha had gone mad for him.

Just the memory alone made Yoshiki’s face hot, a blush spreading down his neck as he stared at the soapy bubbles spinning behind the washing machine's glass visor.

At the beginning of his pregnancy, it had gotten so intense that Yoshiki had to awkwardly pull their OB-GYN aside for a private question. He'd been so embarrassed, asking if it was normal for an alpha to be that insatiable.

But the doctor had just laughed gently, reassuring him that it was not only super healthy, but a natural response to a deeply mated bond.

She explained that during those months, the changes in the omega's pheromones could trigger the alpha's instincts to protect and cherish the one carrying his pups even more, driving up their sex drive. As a result, the omega's body would also adapt to crave their alpha. She also added that sex was great for the omega's health, so they should definitely go for it.

And god, did they indulge. Hikaru could not keep his hands off him, and Yoshiki had never felt so much pleasure in his life.

The alpha would scent him so heavily that Yoshiki’s slick would start dripping down his thighs in the middle of the afternoon, ruining his clothes.

Hikaru would pin him to the bedsheets, trap him against the hallway walls, bend him over the kitchen table, or mercilessly lay him on the couch. He would drive his thick cock into Yoshiki until the omega’s eyes rolled back into his head.

Hikaru would stroke Yoshiki's whole body with his hands, pounding into him while growling filth into his ear, whispering how good he smelled, what a good, perfect omega he was for carrying his babies, and begging for Yoshiki to praise him back while he fucked him senseless for nine months straight.

For Yoshiki, their sex life during those two pregnancies was a wild ride for sure. He’d felt a little shameless about it at first, but once the doctor cleared them, he surrendered to his alpha’s obsession with every fiber of his heart, mind, and tight, welcoming heat.

So right now, standing alone in the laundry room, his internal scale finally tipped over.

He needed that again. He craved it. The synergy they shared when they were bringing a life into the world made Yoshiki the happiest man alive. And honestly, beyond the pregnancy itself, his mind was trapped on the delicious process of actually conceiving.

Just picturing the raw, unprotected sex they would have during his heat made a burning hunger claw at his lower abdomen.

The memory of feeling Hikaru’s massive knot swell inside his hole, stretching him wide open, and locking them together so tightly that not a single drop could escape, was intoxicating. He loved the madness of it, the way Hikaru would go dazed, claiming him over and over until he filled Yoshiki to the brim with his come.

He would never, ever admit it to his irritating mate, but Yoshiki's side secretly loved the thought of being bred just as much as his omega instincts did.

Finally snapping out of his dirty daydream, Yoshiki’s resolve set. He really wanted another baby.

There was just one little problem. He had made Hikaru promise never to try anything during a heat, even if the omega begged, insisting it would just be the heat-addled brain talking.

Yoshiki leaned his burning face against his cool hands, biting his lip.

How the hell was he supposed to convince his alpha to throw caution to the wind, fuck him stupid, and put another pup inside him?

After scheming in his head for a couple of days, Yoshiki had finally come up with the perfect master plan.

It consisted of four foolproof steps: track his next heat, leave his alpha starved for touch, drop the kids off so they could have the entire house to themselves, and finally, use every single tool in his omega arsenal to seduce his mate.

Step one was by far the easiest: pinpointing the date of conception.

Yoshiki pulled out his phone, opening the calendar app to track his upcoming cycle. Luckily, his heats were regular, which made this part a breeze.

Calculating the timeline in his head, he needed a night that would give him the best reproductive results, but where his mind would still be clear enough to coax Hikaru if the man got too stubborn about their promise.

He tapped the screen, locking in the date. He would make his move next week, right before his heat broke. That was plenty of time to set the stage.

Which brought him to phase two of the plan. This part wasn't supposed to be too difficult either, considering his mate was perpetually horny for him.

Over the next few days, the second the kids were asleep, Yoshiki would settle beneath the sheets to whisper and cuddle with his alpha, only to leave him starving.

The tall omega was laying on his side, the soft cotton cool against his skin as he felt the solid warmth of his alpha pressing against his back.

“Mmgh—Yoshikii…” Hikaru groaned, burying his face into the crook of Yoshiki's neck. He nibbled right over the omega’s scent gland, while his calloused hands roamed down slowly to Yoshiki’s waist before clamping onto his hips. He hauled the omega flush against his front, pressing his hard length right against his backside.

Yoshiki let out a soft moan at the pressure, already feeling his slick dampening his underwear as Hikaru humped his clothed ass.

“I want you, my pretty omega… I want you, I want you soo bad,” Hikaru whispered.

The alpha’s rich pheromones started leaking like crazy. “Let me feel you, Yoshiki…” Hikaru pleaded. He reached up, cupping Yoshiki's jaw with one hand, plunging his tongue into the omega's mouth while his other hand gave his ass a tight squeeze.

“H-Hikaru—” Yoshiki gasped into the kiss. “Not tonight, okay? I’m exhausted from dealing with the kids.”

The rejection made the alpha’s posture melt, and a soft smile took its place. He slid his hand up Yoshiki's back, gently caressing him while pressing soft kisses to his lips. “Oh. Yeah, sorry. I just… I swear you've wanted it every day this week, so I got ahead of myself.”

Yoshiki flushed, well aware of how intense their sex life usually was.

Through their bond, the omega could sense a faint note of confusion vibrating from Hikaru. Because even though Yoshiki was saying no, lying to his mate, his body was betraying him. The bond was pulsing with how horny the omega actually was, and his sweet, inviting scent was pouring off him.

But after surviving that first day, Yoshiki kept the cycle going. Every night, he would rile his alpha up into a frenzy, only to cut him off right before the finish line.

As the days passed, Yoshiki could see his alpha unraveling. Hikaru was becoming desperate for a touch. Every night, the man would whine against his lips when Yoshiki cut their kisses short.

During their heated make-out sessions, Hikaru’s humping became a bit faster, as if he were trying to see if he could cross the finish line before Yoshiki called a halt. But the omega always cut it off in time, leaving the alpha completely backed up.

By the fourth day, Hikaru was a needy mess, confused by why his omega was suddenly keeping him at arm's length.

So he tried everything he could. Deciding to skip work entirely that day, he spent the entire day trying to coax Yoshiki into the shower, kissing him at every corner of the house, trapping him against the counters, until he finally managed to march Yoshiki into the living room and pin him down onto the couch.

“We’re completely alone, Yoshiki… the kids are at school, and the baby is over at Ma’s,” Hikaru whispered against his lips. He placed his hand straight down the front of Yoshiki's shorts, his fingers wrapping around the omega's hard length, starting a slow, delicious stroking motion. “What do you say I make you feel really, really good, hmm?” The alpha’s tone dripping with desire.

Instead of fighting it, Yoshiki indulged him. He nodded his head, biting his lower lip as a pretty blush spread across his features.

“Yeah?” Hikaru asked, his eyes widening. His amber scent flared, claiming the couch as his territory. “I can?”

“Yeah,” Yoshiki moaned, throwing his head back against the cushions. Even though he knew this was going to hurt later, knowing he’d have to deny his alpha any mutual pleasure, he couldn't stop himself from wanting this.

“Thank you, omega…” Hikaru whispered with reverence. He kept up a steady pace with his hand, making Yoshiki's vision blur. “I’m gonna make you come so good. Just relax and enjoy it for me, okay?”

With a burst of dominance, Hikaru pinned Yoshiki deeper into the couch. The alpha pulled the throbbing dick out of the shorts, leaned down, and dragged his tongue slowly from the base to the tip, making Yoshiki’s entire body shiver.

“Ahhg—H-Hikaru…” Yoshiki let out a shameless cry, clapping a hand over his mouth.

The dirty sound, combined with the sweet omega pheromones flooding the couch, made the alpha respond with eagerness.

Hikaru wrapped his lips around the head, sinking his mouth completely over the thick cock. He began sucking loudly, bobbing his head fast, with an intensity that made Yoshiki’s toes curl.

It didn’t take long before the omega was panting heavily, his hot gasps fanning over the alpha’s messy white hair. Hikaru looked up at him through his lashes, his eyes mischievous, and sporting the ghost of a smirk. He looked like he was having the time of his life devouring his omega's cock.

“H-Hi-karu…” Yoshiki choked out, his fingers tightening in white locks, pulling him closer as the pace of the suction doubled in speed.

The alpha popped his mouth off the wet length with a loud sound. Spittle dripped down his chin as he looked up at Yoshiki, his expression dazed.

“Come for me, ’Shiki. Come in my mouth. I want to taste your sweet all over my tongue and down my throat, my pretty, delicious omega…” he whined, his cheeks flushed as his inner alpha began to purr against Yoshiki’s thighs.

“F-fuuck…” Yoshiki screamed out, his upper body arching off the couch.

He grabbed Hikaru’s face, guiding him right back down to his leaking tip, filling his alpha’s mouth. Hikaru merely let out a happy hum, ecstatic to be useful to his perfect mate.

“I’m… I’m… gonna… Nghhh—” Yoshiki muttered, breathless.

He arched his hip, thrusting upward as he flooded Hikaru’s entire mouth, their mental bond exploding with a symphony of shared pleasure and euphoria.

Still breathing in ragged gasps with a hand thrown over his eyes, Yoshiki felt his alpha crawl up his body, pressing a wet kiss to his mouth. “Did you like it, ‘Shiki?”

Yoshiki let out a breathless laugh. “Y-yeah…? You’re perfect, alpha. So good for me.” He slid his hand into Hikaru’s soft locks.

The alpha let out a long, happy hum. “You too omega… Nothing makes me happier than pleasing you.”

Yoshiki blushed as he felt a heavy gush of slick drip down between his thighs. Forgetting his own rules for a second, he couldn't resist asking, “Don’t… don’t you wanna do something about your side?”

“No… just making you feel good is enough for me right now,” Hikaru said softly. “I was getting really anxious because you wouldn’t let me touch you all week. I thought I did something wrong…”

Yoshiki caught a whiff of his mate’s scent turning slightly sour and a spike of insecurity piercing through their bond.

“No… don’t think that,” Yoshiki urged softly, pulling the alpha closer. “I was just… having a really hard week. That’s all. Of course I still want you to touch me. I’m just waiting until I feel a little better, okay? Everything’s good between us.”

Hearing that brought a big smile to the alpha’s face, stretching from ear to ear. “Okay, omega. I’ll wait. Just tell me whenever you’re ready, okay?”

“Okay,” Yoshiki whispered back, his heart aching for his sweet alpha. But the tender moment was shattered by a wicked grin spreading across Hikaru's face.

“Because I can’t wait to fill you to the brim with all this cum I’ve been hoarding for the past days…” the alpha whispered in a devilish voice.

“H-Hikaru…!!” Yoshiki choked out, heat creeping all the way to the tips of his ears.

But deep down, beneath the embarrassment, a dark thrill coiled in his gut. His plan was working flawlessly. He was going to get exactly what he wanted.

The third step was by far the trickiest because, unlike tracking his cycle or playing hard to get, this one didn't depend on him. He needed a babysitter.

Seizing the opportunity on a sunny afternoon, Yoshiki decided it was time to take the kids for a little drive into town.

“Everyone dressed and ready to go?” The omega called out as he looked down at his three kids.

Asahi and Akari were already sprinting around the entryway, their tiny jackets and pants swishing with every step. Yoshiki had dressed them in matching outfits, though they had negotiated the colors. Asahi was sporting a deep forest green, while Akari strutted around in a bright sunflower yellow.

“Yes, papa!” the twins chirped in unison. They didn't stop moving for a second, wrapped up in a fast-paced debate about their favorite cartoon while waving plastic action figures in the air.

Nestled against Yoshiki's chest in a fabric carrier, little Itsuki raised his hands in the air to join the headcount. A toothy smile lit up his face, though he was swallowed up by a puffy blue jacket that buried his cheeks and left only his eyes visible.

“Alright, to the car,” Yoshiki instructed, guiding the chaotic parade out the door and buckling each of them into their car seats.

After a short drive filled with the usual backseat bickering and toddlers launching toys across the upholstery, Yoshiki pulled up to a neat house with a blooming garden out front.

He knocked on the door and waited, holding a twin in each hand while Itsuki, worn out by the car ride, dozed off against his chest, his soft breath warm through Yoshiki's shirt.

“Coming…!” a loud voice echoed from inside, followed by the sound of footsteps scrambling toward the entryway.

“Remember to behave, okay?” Yoshiki muttered in his sternest dad-voice, a warning frown directed at the twins.

The door swung open to reveal a beaming Asako. The second the alpha girl spotted the kids on her porch, her eyes went wide. “My babies!” she cooed, dropping down to her knees and throwing her arms wide open. “Come here! Where’s the big hug for your favorite aunty?”

Akari and Asahi didn't need to be told twice. They launched their tiny bodies forward at full speed, colliding with Asako and nearly knocking her over. She let out a breathless yelp, laughing as she scooped them into a tight squeeze. “Oh my god, look at you guys! You’re getting so big! I swear, the last time your dad brought you over, you were only this tall…”

Asako held a hand out, gesturing to a height that was shorter than even little Itsuki, which pulled a laugh from her chest. The twins instantly cracked up, eating up the attention.

“Yeah, because we’re grown-ups now!” Asahi declared with confidence, puffing out his chest.

“Yep! Big and strong and totally not babies anymore, aunt Asako,” Akari chimed in, tossing her dark pigtails behind her shoulders.

Yoshiki just rolled his eyes at the drama of it all. “Come on, Asako, you literally saw them a month ago. You’re making me look like a bad parent.”

“Hey, a month feels like a whole year for us, doesn’t it?” Asako shot back, using a childish voice to address the kids before turning a grin toward Yoshiki. “I missed these cuties so much!” she squealed, pinching their faces.

“Yes!” the twins chanted, jumping up and down on the porch.

“Alright, let’s get inside. It’s way too cold out here for a spring day. If I stand out here for one more minute, I’m going to freeze into an icicle,” Asako said, wrapping her arms around herself with a theatrical shiver.

The group swarmed inside, kicking off their shoes. The moment their feet touched the hardwood, the twins bolted in a dead sprint toward the living room to hijack the TV.

“Awn, let me see this little cutie too,” Asako murmured, her voice dropping into a sweet whisper as she turned back to Yoshiki. She gazed at the white-haired baby snoring softly against his chest. “He is so tiny.”

“Yeah, he is,” Yoshiki agreed, his expression softening as he looked down at his pup. “But don’t let the sleeping act fool you. He’s starting to learn how to cause mayhem with his brother and sister. Honestly, I kind of miss the days when he could only crawl and whine for me or Hikaru,” the omega chuckled.

The alpha girl leaned in closer, her fingers gently brushing through the baby’s soft hair. Itsuki stirred at the touch, nuzzling deeper into the fabric of the carrier. “If he wakes up, I want him for cuddles,” she whispered.

“Fine, he's all yours,” Yoshiki conceded with a smile. “Is Yuuki home?”

“Yeah, she’s probably out back in the yard. We’ve been waiting for you guys since you called,” Asako said, guiding Yoshiki into the kitchen. “So, what’s the big thing you needed to ask us about?”

A few minutes later, after Yuuki had been called inside, the three adults were sitting around the kitchen table, cradling warm mugs of coffee.

“Stay with them for the weekend?” Asako chirped, her eyes lighting up. “Oh, absolutely. We are one hundred percent down.”

“Yeah,” Yuuki agreed, an easy smile spreading across her face.

Yoshiki let out a breath he didn't realize he’d been holding, but Asako wasn't about to let him off that easily. She took a slow sip from her mug, set it back down on the table, and fixed him with a curious stare.

“But… why us?” the girl asked, tilting her head. “Are your mom and Hikaru’s mom not throwing hands over who gets to watch them this time?”

“Not that we’re complaining about getting the kids,” Yuuki added, wanting to make sure her mate's question didn't sound like a rejection. “It’s just that you guys usually default to the grandmas for weekend trips.”

“Yeah, oh my god, yes,” Asako nodded, catching on to the weirdness of the request.

Yoshiki felt his lips twitch, a nervous smile tugging at his mouth as he looked away. “No, no… it’s not that. I know you guys are always great about helping us out when we need a break. In fact, I think you guys might help us out a little too much…”

“Nah,” Asako waved her hand dismissively, flashing a huge smile. “That’s what packs are for. Plus, we are more than happy to play the role of the cool aunts, especially since we don’t plan on having any pups of our own.”

“Uh-huh,” Yuuki chuckled, a wicked smirk playing on her lips. “It’s the best setup. We get three whole days to enjoy these cute little monsters, stuff them full of ice cream, let them stay up way past their bedtime, and spoil them rotten so they think we’re cool. And then? We ship them right back to their dads to deal with the consequences. It’s a total blast.”

“Right?” Asako laughed as she agreed with her beta mate.

Yoshiki tried his best to scowl but the stern expression shattered into a reluctant smile within seconds. “Okay… fair enough. I guess that’s just the tax I have to pay for a little bit of freedom.”

“So,” Asako leaned forward, her eyes narrowing as she brought the conversation back to the main point. “What’s the real reason you're bypassing the grandmas?”

Yoshiki finally set his coffee mug down. He bit his lower lip, a wave of embarrassment hitting him like a truck. He lost the ability to hold the girls' gaze, staring at the table while he tried to muster up the courage to say the words out loud.

“Mmmm… well, the thing is…” he started, a dusty pink blooming across his cheeks. “Our mothers cannot know why I’m asking for this favor. Because if I ask them, they are going to ask a million questions, and I cannot deal with that.”

“Mmmm…” Asako crossed her arms, her smirk widening as she smelled blood in the water. “A secret reason? And wait… are we allowed to know?”

Yoshiki gave a stiff nod, his face burning hotter.

“So you guys aren't taking a little weekend road trip together? Or just going out for a fancy dinner like always?” Yuuki guessed, raising an eyebrow.

“Not exactly…” Yoshiki muttered, sinking into his chair.

Asako locked eyes with him, and in an instant, the gears shifted in her head. Realization flashed across her face. “Ohhhhh…” she gasped out.

Yuuki watched her alpha mate’s epiphany, looked back at Yoshiki’s flustered expression, and the piece clicked for her too. “Oh.”

“Yes,” Yoshiki mumbled.

Asako leaned across the table, dropping her voice to a conspiratorial murmur so the twins wouldn't catch the adult conversation. “You need the entire weekend to burn through your heat with him?” she teased, letting out a giggle behind her hand.

Yoshiki’s entire face was radiating heat.

Yuuki, amused by the spectacle, leaned over to whisper to her mate. “Wait, is a whole weekend really that long for this?”

“Uh, yeah?!” Asako said, throwing all filter to the wind. “Usually, a single day of heavy, non-stop sex, which is what I assume these two are planning, is more than enough to handle a standard heat. Unless…” she let out a squeal.

“What? What is it?!” Yuuki asked.

“Unless…” Asako dragged out the syllable, a huge grin spreading across her face as she traded a knowing look with the omega. “Unless they are planning to give us another niece or nephew!”

“What?!” Yuuki gasped, her voice jumping a full octave. “Seriously?! Another one?!”

“Yeah…” Yoshiki whispered, his gaze drifting to avoid their burning stares. “I mean… look, Itsuki is almost two. We’ve finally gotten into a groove with the chaos at home, things are steady, and… I don’t know. I just really miss having another baby.”

The two girls stared at him like he had grown a second head. Their jaws were slack, their blinking paused as they processed the news.

“What?” Yoshiki quipped, shifting uncomfortably. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Mmm… nothing,” Asako hummed, trying and failing to mask the amusement in her voice. “It’s just… I always figured Hikaru was the crazy one in this relationship, knocking you up the second graduation was over—”

“He kinda was,” Yoshiki interrupted.

“But clearly, you’re just as bad if you’re this itching to carry another batch of his pups,” Asako teased. “You seemed to love it. Look at you, you sly, horny omega.”

Yuuki chimed in too. “Seriously, Yoshiki. The ink isn’t even dry on the last birth certificate.”

The omega’s whole face exploded into a crimson shade. “Okay, nope! That is too much information. You guys are literally the worst.”

“Hey, come on! It’s hilarious to see an alpha and an omega so obsessed with each other,” Asako laughed. “This is normal pack talk, Yoshiki. Take a breath and relax a little bit. You get way too uptight around us sometimes. We’re your best friends, not your parents.”

“I guess…” Yoshiki muttered. “Alright, look, I think we’ve officially overstayed our welcome. We should probably get going.”

He turned toward the living room to gather his army, but when the words left his mouth, a chorus of dramatic whines echoed from the couch.

“I don’t wanna leave aunties Asako and Yuuki!” Asahi protested, throwing his arms in the air like the world was ending. “They let us watch unlimited TV!”

“Yeah!!” Akari chimed in, crossing her arms. “No leaving!”

Yoshiki walked over, dropping down to his knees so he was at eye-level with the pouting toddlers. Their expressions were a dead ringer for his own whenever Hikaru managed to push his buttons. It was like staring into a pair of mirrors.

Realizing a direct order wouldn’t work, he changed his strategy.

“Okay, that unlimited TV rule is exactly why we have to hit the road. Enough screen time for one day,” Yoshiki said. He watched their pouts deepen, then flashed a secret weapon.

“Come on, daddy’s going to be home from work soon. Don’t you guys want to bake some chocolate chip cookies to surprise him?”

The magic word had been spoken. The heavy pouts vanished, replaced by chaotic energy. The twins launched themselves off the couch, jumping up and down before sprinting toward the entryway to scramble into their shoes.

Yoshiki caught his breath, turning back to the two girls who had followed him to the door to say goodbye. “Alright, I’ll see you guys on Friday afternoon. I’ll make sure to pack everything they could possibly need.”

“Oh, will you relax?!” Asako laughed, planting a heavy shove against his shoulder that made him wince. “Stop stressing. Just bring the cuties over, and we’ll handle the rest. Go take care of your... business.” She winked at him.

Before the little flock could step out, both girls leaned down to scoop the kids into one final hug. Asako rubbed her cheek against the twins' hair, releasing a comforting wave of her citrusy alpha pheromones. The familiar pack scent enveloped the toddlers, making them relax and giggle happily.

Yoshiki leaned against the doorframe, narrowing his eyes at his twins. “What did we say...?”

Both twins stopped dead in their tracks, cutting their father an unamused stare before turning back to the girls.

“Thanks, aunties!” they chirped in unison again.

“Oh my god, I will never get sick of that. It’s like having living dolls!” Asako squealed.

With a final round of waves, Yoshiki led his pups down the walkway, his mind already drifting forward to Friday night, where the house would finally be silent, and his alpha would be waiting.

Friday officially rolled around, and after dropping the kids off, Yoshiki had the entire house to himself. Everything was flowing according to his master plan.

From the moment he’d woken up that morning, a familiar fog had started settling over his brain. He felt slightly lightheaded, his skin running hot. The pre-heat warnings were knocking at his door.

Needing to cool down, he took a long shower that day.

The omega scrubbed every inch of his skin until he was pristine, preparing his body for his alpha. Just the thought of Hikaru’s heavy hands on him made his pulse race with excitement.

To really set the mood, Yoshiki decided it was time to use the secret weapon he’d bought just for the occasion.

Stepping out of the steaming bathroom, the omega padded into the bedroom and slid open his dresser drawer to pull out a hidden package.

He unfolded the fabric, inspecting the pair of omega’s presentation boxers with a puzzled gaze. Just looking at the garment made his face burn all over again. He had never indulged in this kind of provocative lingerie before, even though there was a massive market for those these days.

The front of the underwear looked normal, just soft white cotton that felt really smooth. But the back was a different story. It was made of a fine, intricate lace pattern that became see-through the second the fabric stretched too much over skin.

The instructions on the packaging said that omegas should scent the garment prior to wearing, especially when aroused, for maximum impact. Which cleared up Yoshiki’s confusion about why the piece was supposedly meant for a single use.

As he held the boxers in his hands, the scent was so strong that it was almost too much for his own nose.

He slid the boxers on, stepping in front of the full-length mirror to admire the view. The lace embraced his broader frame, hugging the soft curve of his ass in a way that left nothing to the imagination.

Yoshiki shook his head, forcing his eyes away. He couldn't let himself get trapped in a spiral of embarrassment; he needed to keep his head in the game before his nerves failed him.

He quickly threw on a pair of loose shorts and an oversized t-shirt.

The outfit looked casual, but it was strategic. The shorts had a palm’s worth of length, showing off his milky thighs, while the wide neckline hung loose, leaving his collarbones and neck exposed. Ready to be devoured by a teething, touch-starved alpha.

Right as he was putting the finishing touches on his hair, the front door clicked open down the hall.

“I’m home!” Hikaru’s voice chimed happily through the house. “Wait… why the hell is it so quiet in here?” The alpha’s tone sharpened with suspicion.

Yoshiki felt a spike of anxiety bleed through their mental bond. “Kids?! Yoshiki?!” Hikaru called out, his footsteps thudding against the hardwood.

“I’m here,” Yoshiki called back as he stepped out of the bedroom. “Everything’s fine, Hikaru.” He offered a reassuring smile, taking slow steps toward his mate.

As the distance closed between them, Yoshiki watched the moment the alpha’s radar went off.

Hikaru’s eyes widened, a dark glint passing through his gray irises as his nostrils flared, catching the sweet scent in the room. A slow smirk spread across the alpha’s face. “Oh…” he murmured, his voice dropping into a deep register. “Oh wow.”

“What?” Yoshiki played coy, as he looped both arms around Hikaru’s neck, pulling his own chest flush against the man’s torso.

“Don’t play dumb with me, ’Shiki. Sounds to me like someone is finally feeling better after their long, hard week, huh?” A thick cloud of pheromones seeped from the alpha, flooding the living room.

“Maybe…” Yoshiki whispered against his ear. He leaned in just a fraction more, letting the tip of his tongue swipe slowly over Hikaru’s scent gland.

“S-shitt…” Hikaru groaned. His work bag slipped from his fingers, hitting the floor with a loud thud. “So that’s how we’re doing this tonight?” His hands slid down Yoshiki’s waist, his fingers digging into the fabric of his shorts as he mapped the muscles of the omega's lower back.

“Yeah...” Yoshiki breathed, his dark eyes hooded.

The omega slid one hand up to cup the back of Hikaru’s head, using their height difference to guide the alpha’s face right into the crook of his neck, pressing Hikaru’s nose against his throbbing scent gland.

Yoshiki let his sweet pheromones pour out, intentionally drowning his alpha in his scent. “Do you want me, alpha?”

Hikaru’s entire frame shivered at the bold display.

He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply, gorging himself on the intoxicating perfume. The dominance in his bloodstream flared to life, forcing a rumbling growl out of his chest.

“Yeah...” Hikaru rasped, dragging his nose slowly against Yoshiki's skin before pulling his head back to lock eyes.

He caught Yoshiki’s hand, bringing a finger to his mouth and pressing his sharp fang against the pad, just hard enough to draw a single drop of blood that he licked away. “I would slaughter an entire pack of alphas to mate and claim you again right now.”

The declaration sent a jolt straight down to Yoshiki’s lower stomach. A fresh gush of slick leaked from his hole, dampening the lace of his brand-new boxers.

“You smell… so fucking good, omega. Are you going into heat?” Hikaru asked, his hands sliding down to cup the bottom of Yoshiki’s ass through the thin shorts, squeezing hard.

S-shit… I can never hide anything from this man, Yoshiki thought. “Yeah… I think it’s coming in like, two or three days,” he lied.

“Mmm. And where are the kids?”

“They’re over at my mom’s house,” Yoshiki lied again, his fingers tangling in Hikaru's white locks to tilt his head back up. “Tonight… it’s just you and me, alpha.” He let his voice drop into a filthy purr.

“Fuck, Yoshiki,” Hikaru groaned loudly, throwing his head back as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying every tactic in his brain not to just tackle his omega onto the floor and rip his clothes.

“You can have me tonight…” Yoshiki teased before untangling himself from the alpha’s grip. He started to slowly stroll backward down the hallway toward the bedroom, never once breaking eye contact. “If you catch me first.”

Hikaru’s primal instincts flared in response, his pupils dilating until his eyes were black.

Dropping his center of gravity, the alpha began to take slow steps forward. His body didn't make a single sound against the floorboards as he stalked his mate, mirroring Yoshiki’s slow retreat against the hallway wall.

The tension in the narrow corridor grew so thick it felt tangible, an electric current running through their mental bond.

Every time Yoshiki slid back another foot, Hikaru seamlessly closed the gap, unbothered by the slow pace. He was savoring his hunt, his chest rising and falling in measured breaths.

The omega paused for a second, testing his boundaries, which caused the alpha to freeze mid-step too.

Yoshiki pressed his spine flat against the wall, raised a hand to his wide collar, and slowly pulled the fabric aside, putting the faint mating mark on his neck on display. He pressed his fingertips over the scarred skin, tracing it with a slow motion while staring back at Hikaru.

In the silence of the house, the sound of Hikaru’s breath hitched, growing deeper and darker until another growl rattled in his chest. He parted his lips, baring his fangs in a visual threat.

Yoshiki didn't back down. Instead, he dug his nail slightly into his own scent gland. The friction made him let out a soft whimper.

Hikaru’s jaw clenched, his tongue flicking out to trace the sharp edge of his fang. “Don’t touch it,” he commanded.

“Why…?” Yoshiki breathed back, his voice a challenge as he took a testing step backward. “I can’t touch my own—”

“No,” Hikaru barked, cutting him off completely. “Only I can touch what is mine.” His alpha brain responded for him.

Yoshiki let out a soft laugh, unfazed by the warning signs flashing from his mate.

He loved seeing Hikaru like this, unhinged, stripped of his usual gentle demeanor, and reduced to a starving predator ready to tear him apart.

Every step Yoshiki took down that hallway was designed to release an intoxicating mist of his pre-heat pheromones, dragging his alpha along an invisible scent trail like a hound on a leash.

The omega shot him one last, mocking glance before spinning on his heel to bolt for the bedroom door. But before his fingers could graze the handle, the world tilted.

Hikaru tackled him from behind, his frame crashing into Yoshiki and slamming him against the wall right next to the door. In an instant, his mouth crashed against the crook of the omega’s neck. His fangs grazed over the sensitive skin, dragging along the curve of his scent gland.

Yoshiki whined, his hips jerking forward against the alpha's thigh.

“My sweet, sweet omega,” Hikaru chuckled darkly against his skin. “Did you think I was just going to stand there and let you run? Do you think I'm not gonna take what's mine?”

“Nghh— take it…” Yoshiki surrendered, baring his throat. He let his arms hang loose, a proud smile stretching across his flushed face as he melted into the rough handling.

“You love this, don’t you?” Hikaru asked as he began leaving a trail of bruising love bites all along the omega's jawline and neck, marking his territory over and over again.

“Y-yeah,” the omega’s voice wavered.

Breaking the tension, Hikaru hauled Yoshiki off the wall and dragged him straight into the bedroom, using his alpha strength to shove him onto their nest.

“You wanna be good for me tonight, omega?” Hikaru’s voice was low and gritty as he started unbuckling his belt.

Yoshiki couldn't form words. He could only offer an eager nod, his dark eyes wide and pleading.

“Look how pretty you are…” Hikaru whispered, stripping out of his shirt and pants in a few fluid movements, leaving himself in nothing but his dark underwear.

His thick cock was already stretching the fabric, rock-hard and leaking precum. “You’re so ready to take this dick, aren’t you? I can feel it through the bond. And I’m gonna shove every single inch inside you.”

Yoshiki moaned his name, his lower half twitching on the mattress.

Hikaru dropped to his knees, crawling onto the mattress. He leaned down, his lips hovering a hair's breadth away from Yoshiki's, murmuring without quite touching.

“I love the way you sound.” He shifted, pressing a hot kiss against the shell of Yoshiki’s ear, making a shiver rip through the omega's spine.

“I love the way you look.” Hikaru whispered, shifting down to plant another kiss on Yoshiki’s flushed cheek.

“I love how your body feels against mine.” He slid his hand slowly up underneath the hem of the omega’s shirt.

Yoshiki’s abdominal muscles twitched and rippled in response, pulling a satisfied grin from the alpha.

With one tug, Hikaru pulled the shirt off and tossed it across the room. He leaned down, pressing open-mouthed kisses across Yoshiki’s bare chest and ribs.

The omega let out a shameless moan, arching his back off the sheets as his fingers tangled desperately in his mate's white hair. From this angle, Hikaru could see a wet spot blooming across the front and back of Yoshiki’s shorts.

“Yeah, look at that, ‘Shiki… Show me what a pretty little mess you are for me.”

“P-please…” Yoshiki choked out, his entire body thrumming with a need for his alpha.

“Say that again…” Hikaru coaxed, his tone sweet as his hands drifted down to the waistband of Yoshiki’s shorts.

“Please, alpha…” Yoshiki whimpered again, his hips hitching off the bed in an invitation.

“Please what, my perfect, pretty omega?” Hikaru purred, hooking his thumbs into the elastic, prepared to yank the clothing down.

Yoshiki looked right back at him, the final dam of his engineered plan breaking apart.

“Make me pregnant!” Yoshiki demanded.

The words shattered the alpha’s whole composure.

“W-what??!” Hikaru squeaked. His hands went limp, leaving Yoshiki’s shorts pulled down only halfway past his hips. “What did you just say??”

“I said… make me pregnant.” Yoshiki reinforced his demand, leaning in until their noses almost touched.

The alpha let out a heavy sigh, tossing his head back. “Yoshiki… come on. I think your heat slammed into you way earlier than you thought. That’s just your hormones talking. I’m not going to knock you up.”

“Yes, you are,” the omega barked right back.

Hikaru just offered a soft smile, the adoration for his mate bleeding through his voice despite the tension. “See? That is literally the heat talking.”

“No, it’s not! I actually want a baby. This isn't my heat messing with my head, Hikaru.”

Hikaru took a sharp breath of air, bringing a hand up to rub at his face as his dick gave a demanding throb beneath his boxers. “Fuck… this shit never gets any easier,” he groaned. “And that is exactly what a heat-crazed omega would say to get what he wants!”

Yoshiki’s defiant eyes sharpened even more at the rejection. He hadn't anticipated his mate being this tough of a nut to crack.

“I’m telling you the truth. You don't believe me?”

“Omega… please don’t do this to me,” Hikaru whined, his eyes pleading. “We have this same conversation every other month. You don’t know what you’re saying right now, okay? I made a promise to you, 'Shiki. I swore I wouldn't lock you down and get you pregnant during a heat, and that is final. Every single time we do this, you lose your mind in the moment, and then the next day you’re all gooey, kissing me and thanking me for respecting your boundaries.”

Fuck, why does he have to be such a decent alpha right now? Yoshiki complained bitterly in his head, blowing a stray lock of dark hair out of his eyes.

Fine. If the magic words wouldn't work, he was going to have to use his secondary gender to bend his mate to his will.

Yoshiki shifted his weight, crawling forward into the nest until he straddled Hikaru’s lap. He settled his full weight right down onto the alpha's clothed cock, feeling against his twitching entrance.

The friction was so intense it made Yoshiki let out a moan involuntarily, his back arching while his hands flew forward to grab Hikaru’s neck tight.

“H-Hikaru…” Yoshiki’s voice wobbled, his dark eyes wide and shining as he put on his best helpless act. “I want a new puppy.”

“D-damn it, omega…” a desperate whimper slipping out as his thoughts started losing ground to his inner alpha brain. “I told you… we can’t tonight.”

The alpha’s hands hovered over Yoshiki’s hips, trembling. “I can’t even fuck you right now. You’re already knee-deep in your heat, and we don’t have a single condom in the house.”

Those words made Yoshiki’s omega side flare with irritation. Driven by a surge of adrenaline, Yoshiki placed his hands flat against Hikaru's chest and shoved him down into the sheets.

The alpha’s back hit the sheets hard. Yoshiki pressed his bare chest, coating Hikaru's entire torso in his pheromones, keeping his hips firmly mounted over his cock.

The repetitive friction of his thin shorts grinding against the alpha's tight boxers, combined with the intoxicating flood of sweet pheromones overwhelming Hikaru’s senses, began acting like a drug.

Hikaru whimpered against the sheets as he battled the choice before him, torn between keeping his promise and succumbing to the instinct of taming this stubborn omega.

Yoshiki dipped his head until his lips were brushing the sensitive shell of Hikaru’s ear.

“Do you think I would ever let you shove a condom inside me tonight?” his voice dropping into a dark register that sent goosebumps cascading down the alpha's spine. “Hmm?!” He ground his hips down even harder into Hikaru's dick.

“Y-Yoshiki…” the alpha tried to protest, but his voice was fading fast, growing hoarse. “My alpha… I’m really trying here… come on…”

“What? Is my hole not good enough for your cum and your cock anymore?” the omega continued, hammering away at the alpha’s defense mechanisms. “Do you think a dominant alpha would fuck his claimed mate with a fucking piece of rubber in between them?”

Yoshiki grabbed Hikaru’s hands and dragged them down his own waist, slamming them hard against his soft ass. The instinctual touch took over; Hikaru’s fingers dug deep, squeezing with a bruising force to vent the frustration backing up in his system.

“Mmgh… Yoshiki, stop. Seriously, stop,” the alpha muttered through squinted eyes. His fangs starting to visibly lengthen as his cock throbbed beneath the omega’s weight. “You are playing a very, very dangerous game right now.”

“If you wanna fuck your omega tonight…” Yoshiki whispered, grinding his hips. “You’re gonna have to do it raw.”

“Arghh—f-fuuck… shit shit shit!!!” Hikaru rumbled, battling every demon in his head to keep his alpha from snapping. “W-why are you being so pushy tonight? You’re being way pushier than you’ve ever been during any other month before.”

Feeling the slick starting to drench through his own boxers, Hikaru moaned out loud. His hips gave an involuntary rutting motion upward, trying to penetrate his still-dressed omega.

In response, Yoshiki unleashed another wave of his heat pheromones, much stronger and loaded with sexual intent. The cloying aroma overtook the nest, claiming the mattress as his mating spot and broadcasting loud and clear to the alpha's biology why the omega was laid out there.

To be fucked and bred.

Catching that scent drove the alpha’s senses into a frenzy, making his skin burn with a need to mate.

“You want to know why I’m being so pushy? Because I want a baby, alpha,” Yoshiki purred right against his lips. “I told you. Don’t you want to knot me, hm?”

“Yes… God, yes… but we can’t, ’Shiki. It’s just the heat talking,” Hikaru whined again, clinging to the last shred of his willpower as a mate rather than a wild animal.

“It’s not the heat.” Yoshiki lifted his torso again, sitting tall on the alpha’s lap. He reached down and grabbed Hikaru’s hand, dragging it flat against his bare stomach. “I want your knot.”

“Y-Yeah??” The needy alpha started to melt into the nest, finally accepting his fate of being used by this wild omega who wanted his cock so badly.

His fingers spread wide across the smooth, sweet-smelling skin of the omega’s abs.

“Uh-huh,” Yoshiki confirmed, nodding his head slowly as his dark eyes locked onto his mate’s. “I want to feel you stretching me out all the way inside, locking me in place so I can't move,” he whispered, pressing Hikaru’s palm firmly against his lower abdomen, right over his womb. “And then I want to feel you overflowing me with your warm, thick cum.”

“Mmghh—Y-Yoshiki… I wanna cum inside you so bad, my pretty, pretty omega…” Hikaru rasped, his grey eyes turning foggy as his alpha took over entirely.

The omega let out a satisfied hum. “I wanna feel every single drop. I want you filling me up so deep and full that there will be no space left for any other alpha to ever try to come inside me too.”

That trigger ripped a loud irritated growl right out of the alpha's throat, working exactly as Yoshiki had planned.

His fangs bared. “No other alpha is ever going to touch you. I would rip his throat out.”

“Nghh—” Yoshiki’s own omega instincts exploded at the display of protection.

Needing to finalize the trap, he indulged his alpha even more. “I’m yours, Hikaru. Only yours…” Yoshiki purred, guiding Hikaru’s hand just a tiny bit higher, resting right above his belly button. “And after you fill me, I wanna get so pregnant with your babies. Don’t you love the idea of seeing me carrying them again?”

“Fuck yes… yes yes yes omega,” Hikaru brokenly agreed. “You were so perfect, so pretty when you were carrying our pups. I was the happiest alpha alive seeing you like that.”

Yoshiki slid his hand down to find the alpha’s cock under the wet fabric of his boxers, giving the length a few tight pumps. The friction made his alpha squirm, releasing a burst of thick precum that drenched the omega’s fingers.

“Fuuck omega… please please please let me see you carrying more of my babies. I’m gonna try so fucking hard to give them to you tonight.”

Yoshiki smirked, his chest swelling as he heard that delicious broken tone in his alpha’s voice, ready to tear down the world just to please him.

“You’re gonna try? I need you so much, alpha,” he cooed, his hips rolling one last time letting out a puddle of slick right over Hikaru, leaving both of them completely wet. “You promise me… Hikaru?!”

Between his heavy breathing and the ache in his jaw from grinding his teeth, Hikaru finally snapped back to reality at the sound of Yoshiki calling his name.

He violently shook his head, desperate to clear the brain fog. But the second his focus locked back in, the sight of his omega shattered his defenses all over again.

Yoshiki was sitting on top of him, his face flushed crimson, his pupils blown out with lust. His chest heaved with every labored breath, and his own dick was straining against the fabric of his shorts, continuously leaking that sweet slick all over his mate’s lap.

He looked like a succubus ready to ruin his life, or better yet, a perfect picture of how feral omegas were described.

His scent was overwhelming, hijacking Hikaru’s senses. The nest didn't even smell like their shared space anymore; it was Yoshiki’s territory now.

How the alpha was still capable of clinging to a single shred of human logic was beyond his own comprehension. But trying to make use of the final, fleeting seconds of his sanity, he tried to reason with him one last time.

“Yoshikiii… listen to me,” his voice slipping into a desperate whisper. “I am at my limit. I am being dead serious right now. I don’t think I can handle a single word more out of your mouth. So please…”

Yoshiki stared straight into the bottomless depths of his eyes, and without a single word, he slid off the alpha’s lap.

Hikaru sat up, letting out a shaky breath. “Oh my god… oh my fucking god…” he muttered into the quiet room, a desperate whine catching in his throat. “You drive me insane, Yoshiki.”

“Yeah?” was the only word he muttered.

Hikaru choked on the provocation. “F-fuck, omega… fuck fuck fuck… I don’t even know if I have the strength to get up and leave your nest right now.”

Yoshiki didn't answer. He just let his gaze drop down to the massive bulge in his alpha's underwear before locking eyes with him again. Slowly, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of his shorts and began sliding them down his long legs.

“Yoshiki…” Hikaru warned, biting his own lower lip so hard he could taste blood.

Yoshiki threw the shorts off the bed, a wicked smirk playing on his lips as he slowly turned his back to his mate.

“Omega…” Hikaru growled. “This is my last… fucking… warning.”

Instead of answering, Yoshiki dropped his forearms and bare chest flat against the sheets, arching his back to throw his ass up in the air. He presented himself completely, adopting a position of absolute submission to his alpha.

The moment his body shifted, his pheromones reacted, turning even thicker to signal his readiness to be taken.

The new boxers were stretched thin over his plump cheeks, the white lace turning transparent at the back, giving the alpha a perfect view of the entrance he was supposed to claim.

For a second, a suffocating silence stretched over the room.

Yoshiki glanced back over his shoulder, locking eyes with his alpha.

Hikaru was panting like a wild animal as he stared at his omega.

“Don’t… you dare… say it,” Hikaru muttered, using the last ounce of his conscious.

Yoshiki just flashed a devilish grin, slowly licking his lips before whispering the final blow. “Please, breed me, alpha.”

“Fuck!” the alpha growled as he lunged forward. He ripped his own boxers off in a single motion and pounced on his omega's body with everything he had.

Hikaru slammed his hips right into the cradle of Yoshiki’s ass, starting to hump him with a desperate rhythm. His arms wrapped tightly around Yoshiki's frame, his weight crushing down onto the omega’s back as he dragged his face into the crook of Yoshiki’s neck.

“S-shit… shit shit shit. I’m gonna do exactly what you want, pretty omega,” the alpha started to whisper against his ear, sounding like a madman. “Thank you… thank you thank you for choosing me…” He kept peppering Yoshiki’s neck with messy kisses.

His dominant pheromones finally exploded, flooding the nest until the air felt suffocating.

“I’m gonna make you moan so loud. I’m gonna make you scream my name,” Hikaru rasped nibbling on the omega’s earlobe. “I’m gonna fuck this heat out of you until you’re stuffed full with my pups.”

“Yes… please, alpha,” Yoshiki moaned, pinned against the mattress. The alpha kept shoving his massive, hard cock right against his lacy boxers, the friction rocking Yoshiki’s body over the sheets without a second of relief.

“You’re so perfect… so beautiful, so soft. Your skin smells so fucking sweet.” Hikaru started inhaling Yoshiki’s scent like a lifeline, dragging his nose down from his nape, tracing his spine and back, while his hands clamped onto the man’s hips to hold him in place.

His possessive touch drifted lower, pressing down until he reached the edge of the lace underwear.

Hikaru seemed to pause for a second, captivated by the new, slutty piece of clothing right in front of him. A wave of lust screamed across their bond, showing Yoshiki how much the alpha loved the little surprise.

“Is this for me?” He slammed his palm flat over Yoshiki’s ass. “Hmm? You presented your pretty little hole in this pretty lace, just for me, omega?” Hikaru whispered.

“Yes,” Yoshiki choked out as a desperate throb pulsed right at his entrance.

“F-fuck, Yoshikiii… you’re the best omega. Look at this…” he rasped, pressing a thumb right over Yoshiki’s rim through the wet fabric. “And what is this smell…?”

Before Yoshiki could process, he felt Hikaru’s face press with full force right into his ass.

An electric jolt of pleasure ripped through the omega's body at the contact. He could feel Hikaru smelling his pheromones, letting out a guttural grunt against his skin.

“Yo-shi-ki…” Hikaru groaned, lost in the scent, his eyes rolling back into his head. “It smells… fuck… it smells like you, but… Nghhh—”

He buried his face right back into the lace, drowning in the omega’s inebriating scent. It was the familiar aroma of his heat, but magnified a hundred times over, directly from the pretty hole he was offering up on a silver platter, drenched in slick.

The overwhelming cocktail snapped the alpha's last restraint.

With a violent yank, Hikaru tore the lace underwear right down the middle, leaving Yoshiki completely exposed.

“Shit, Hikaru! I just bought that!” Yoshiki whined, though a fresh gush of slick drip down his thighs.

The alpha brought the torn piece of lace right to his nose, looking drugged by the scent before letting out a pathetic moan. Still hovering between his omega’s thighs, he lined himself up.

Without a single word of warning, the thick head of his cock started to push against Yoshiki’s hole.

Yoshiki wailed at the stretching sensation, his body melting into the sheets as he finally felt his alpha beginning to force his way into his tight entrance.

“Mmmgh… Yoshikii… I feel like I’m going crazy with this smell. Damn it, arghh—” his voice breaking as he felt the warmth of the omega’s inner walls wrapping around his cock like a glove.

“You’re still so tight… how can I fuck you over and over and over again for years and you still make my dick hurt?” The alpha whined with only half of his dick buried inside.

“Because you’re too fucking big!” Yoshiki whimpered, his back arching as he tried to push backward, eager to sink deeper onto the massive size.

“But you love this big cock, don’t you?” Hikaru rasped, pressing in another inch.

“Nnghh—yes. Yes.”

Still drunk on Yoshiki’s pheromones, Hikaru clamped his hands hard onto the omega's hips. He pulled all the way out, catching the whine that slipped from his mate’s lips.

He pumped his own cock once, his fingers getting drenched in the heat-slick, and brought his hand straight to his own mouth. He sucked Yoshiki’s sweet taste off his fingers with a deep moan. “You wanna be fucked that bad? Can you even take all of me right now, omega?”

“Y-yeah, put it in!!” Yoshiki begged, losing his patience.

Hikaru grabbed his waist and shoved his entire cock back in with one ruthless thrust, burying himself deep until their pelvises slammed together.

The stretch made both let out a loud whimper into the quiet room.

“Arghh... what a warm, wet, and tight hole. I can’t believe you’re letting me fuck you during your heat, pretty omega,” Hikaru growled. He didn't even give Yoshiki a second to adjust before he started moving with everything he had.

“I didn’t know I could feel this good, Yoshiki...” Hikaru whined, his heavy rhythm making the mattress groan and the headboard bang against the wall over and over again. “I missed this so fucking much.”

Yoshiki was reduced to a sobbing, moaning mess.

His inner walls were twitching, clamping down hard to try and grip onto his alpha so Hikaru couldn't pull out. His pheromones were catering to the alpha, shifting into a sweeter aroma that drove his mate even wilder, while his ass stretched to accommodate the size.

He was helpless, forced to just ride the waves and take the full force of his mate’s breeding instincts.

“You were made to take it like this,” Hikaru continued, whispering filthy praises against his skin while fucking him non-stop. “To let your alpha worship you, to give you everything you ever needed. I wanna be the best alpha for my pretty, perfect omega.”

The sweetness of his words detoured completely from the brutal pounding he was drilling into Yoshiki. But the praise kept coming, making the omega see stars as his brain melted.

“Yeah, Yoshiki… You love when I use you like this, don’t you?” He started to slow his pace, but drove into him with a force that knocked the air out of Yoshiki’s lungs with every single push.

“Look how pretty you are clenching my cock,” Hikaru panted, pulling half his length out just to torment him. “Aren’t you so proud of yourself, omega?” He emphasized, slamming back in with a punishing force that made Yoshiki wail out loud.

“Arghh— can you make it louder for me, omega?? Hmm? I wanna hear you, ’Shiki.” He hooked his arms under Yoshiki’s chest, pulling the his back flat against his own torso before shoving his entire length in again, catching the omega’s loud moan right against his face. “Fuuck, I love the way you sound!!!” he groaned, his own release creeping closer.

“Hi-Hikaru…” Yoshiki tried to gasp out. “P-please…”

“Nu-huh… you’re not here to think right now, pretty omega,” Hikaru cooed, kissing him with a stupid, love-drunk intensity before forcing him back down onto all fours. “I know exactly what your body wants…” He started to amp up the rhythm again, but keeping that same harsh depth.

Yoshiki started drooling onto the sheets, his entire face burning hot. His own cock was aching, bouncing helplessly with every hit, close to ruining himself just from the pounding against his ass.

His mind was a mess, but through the haze of pleasure, a single thought kept chanting over and over again, how badly he wanted to get pregnant. A new pup. Hikaru’s pup.

His inner omega was screaming at him that his alpha needed to claim him even harder to make it happen. So, his mischievous mind seized the opportunity.

“Hikaru…” he called out to his mate, using the most pathetic voice he could muster.

“What, my precious omega??” His sweat dripping onto Yoshiki’s back.

“I missed this so much… I love feeling your cock,” the omega claimed. “But you’re not gonna get me pregnant like this.”

“Wh-what?” The alpha’s voice wavered. “Of course I’m gonna do it, omega. I’m gonna knot you, okay? I’m almost there… I’m gonna give you exactly what you want.”

“No… no no no you won't,” Yoshiki whined. “You’re not gonna make it.”

Yoshiki felt his hips ache as Hikaru’s grip tightened with a bruising force, his breathing turning dangerous. “I’m gonna make you carry my pups!!”

“No, you won't!!” Yoshiki challenged, twisting his neck to look back at him. “You’re a weak alpha! You can’t even knock up your own mate!”

Yoshiki felt Hikaru freeze mid-thrust. The tension between them stretched wire-thin.

Suddenly, the alpha let out a suffocating wave of his command pheromones that turned Yoshiki's body to jelly. The scent stripped all the strength right out of his arms and legs.

With a soft gasp, Yoshiki collapsed onto the bedsheets, unable to hold his own weight or maintain the position. His head rolled helplessly to the side. He started to leak an open dam of slick, his mind unable to mutter a single syllable.

Finding himself reduced to a ragdoll, the only thing he could feel was his mate climbing over his body again, re-entering his slick hole with a cock that felt even harder and thicker than ever before.

He felt Hikaru leaning down close to his neck, his breath coming in hot gasps against his skin.

Without a shred of gentleness, Hikaru bit down into the side of Yoshiki’s neck, clamping his jaws around the scent gland to lock him into the mattress.

Yoshiki whimpered against the pillows, a wild cocktail of pain and pleasure overloading his nervous system as the alpha held him down like an animal.

“Omega… alpha’s got you now. You’re not going anywhere,” Hikaru said, speaking with a wild animality. He bit down even harder right over their old mating mark, his hips starting to thrust.

The weight of the words and the manhandling made Yoshiki’s eyes roll back like never before.

The heavy scent pouring off Hikaru made it seem like the alpha had accidentally triggered his own rut out of sheer fury.

“Omega’s gonna take it until alpha makes pups. A lot of pups. A full litter,” the alpha rumbled into his skin.

“Nghh—alpha… yeah, yeah. I want your pups…”

That surrender made the alpha let out a deep vibration against his neck.

He began scenting Yoshiki, rubbing his jaw and gland against the boy’s skin, painting him in that pungent alpha smell, making sure his omega would smell like him, and only him, for at least a month.

Hikaru started to thrust with full speed, pinning Yoshiki to the mattress by his neck, moaning without shame. It was loud, raw, and unfiltered.

His hand reached under Yoshiki's body, locking a tight grip around the omega's throbbing cock before starting a frantic pumping motion. The double-sided pleasure was so intense that Yoshiki could only whine and weep against the pillows, the ecstasy enveloping his body until his nerve endings were on fire.

“Omega come too. Alpha wants it,” Hikaru growled in a command, never once throwing off his brutal rhythm.

Yoshiki felt his entire frame trembling. The coiled heat in his stomach bottomed out, rushing down to his groin.

He started to plead and whine for a break, but his alpha was deaf to his cries.

Yoshiki felt his orgasm bust out of him like a firework in his brain. The mind-blowing sensation made his body light up as his eyes squeezed shut.

He screamed Hikaru's name into the empty room, shooting his thick, milky release all over the messy nest right against his alpha's hand.

The orgasm was shared through their mate bond, acting like a fuel for the alpha's brain, making him even more ecstatic.

“Yes, yes, yes. Omega is good. Wet and twiching. My omega is ready to take my knot.”

Riding the limit of his stamina, Hikaru delivered his final, deepest thrust.

Yoshiki let out a sharp gasp, feeling a burning stretch at his entrance as the base of Hikaru's cock began to expand.

Before he could complain, his alpha let out a desperate whimper against his back.

“I’m gonna fill you, omega— Nghhh!” Hikaru yell, forcing the entire knot inside with one single push. The impact knocked the air right out of Yoshiki’s lungs, making his entire body shudder from the pleasure-pain of the lock.

He had never felt anything this mind-blowing before. His body was accepting the massive knot with a blissful ecstasy that made his vision blur.

Seeing them officially locked together inside the nest, the alpha moaned Yoshiki’s name as he flooded the omega's womb with pulse after thick pulse of hot cum.

Hikaru kept rutting, letting more and more of his seed pour out.

Yoshiki could feel the warm liquid against his inner walls with every twitch of his mate’s dick.

Lost in the sound of their deep breathing, Yoshiki finally felt the alpha's teeth slowly unclench, freeing his bruised neck. Hikaru began nuzzling and scenting his skin again, dragging the omega straight into a blissful afterglow.

After what felt like a solid thirty minutes of quiet breathing, Hikaru’s voice returned to normal, sounding soft.

“’Shiki? Hey… you good?”

“Mm,” was the only thing the omega could manage to force out, offering a weak, exhausted nod against the pillows.

Hikaru started to pepper his skin with soft kisses, running his lips over every single nasty mark he could reach. “Are you out of your mind saying that to me during your heat? You made me…” Hikaru stopped, a blush taking over his face. “Feral.” he whispered the word like a taboo.

Hearing that confession made a matching blush spread across Yoshiki's cheeks. “I did?”

“Yeah…” Hikaru muttered, burying his face in his dark hair.

“Fuck. That was the best sex of my life,” Yoshiki groaned, his inner walls giving an involuntary squeeze against the hard length locked inside him.

“Y-Yoshiki??” Hikaru squeaked, his gray eyes going wide with shock.

“What?? It’s the truth.”

“So you’re not… you’re not upset? Like, you actually wanted to get pregnant? It really wasn't your heat talking?”

“No, I told you I wanted a baby,” Yoshiki said, rolling his eyes affectionately.

“Why didn't you just talk to me about it beforehand?” the alpha asked.

“I don’t know… Maybe because I'd already said I didn't want another pregnancy so soon. But then... I realized how badly I want them to have another brother or sister.”

Hikaru started to purr the second the words registered, far too happy to attempt to contain his emotions. “I love you so much, Yoshiki. I can’t believe this. We’re gonna be dads again!!!”

“You don’t know that yet. We don't even know if I’m gonna get a positive test.”

Hikaru let out a sudden growl, instinctively rutting his knot even deeper into the omega, making Yoshiki let out a whine.

“Hikaru!!”

“It’s your fault! Stop saying stuff like that.”

“Oh,” Yoshiki quipped, letting out a chuckle. “Sorry. That one wasn't intentional, I promise.”

The alpha hummed, slowly calming down again as he nuzzled back into their tight embrace.

“How much longer do you think we’re gonna be knotted?” Yoshiki asked, shifting against the mattress.

“Mmmmm… Have you ever read up on feral knots?”

“No?” Yoshiki’s brows knitted together.

“…Yeah, I think the kids are gonna have to stay with your mom a little longer than you planned.”

“They’re actually over with Asako and Yuuki for the entire weekend… But what the hell does that mean??”

“That’s perfect,” Hikaru smiled. “Because we’re gonna need all that time.”

“Are you kidding me??” Yoshiki barked, his eyes widening.

“I’m serious,” Hikaru said, happily nuzzling his neck. “I can’t wait to stay inside you for the next whole day.”

“Oh my god… I’m gonna die, right?” Yoshiki complained, breaking into a laugh that his mate immediately joined.

The omega knocked on the front door, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he waited for a response. Hearing the chaotic sound of his kids' voices from the other side made his chest swell. God, he’d missed them over the weekend.

Inside, the same familiar female voice yelled out over the noise.

“Coming, Hikaru!”

Yoshiki raised an eyebrow. Did I tell her Hikaru was the one picking them up?

The second the door swung open, Asako spilled out, pinching her nose. “Damn it, Hikaru, why the hell are you stinking up my place?” she complained over her shoulder. “Are you trying to pick a fight or something? I’m a pacifist,” she joked.

But when the alpha girl locked eyes with the person standing on her porch, her eyes went wide. She took a small step back, totally caught off guard. “Yoshiki???”

That reaction sent a blush straight up the omega’s neck all over again. “Yes?”

“Oh my god…” Asako quickly pulled the door shut behind her back, whispering before the kids could come out. “What the hell happened to you? Why do you look dead????”

“I’m not dead!” Yoshiki snapped, rolling his eyes as he defensively touched his face.

He knew what he looked like right now, the dark circles under his eyes were bigger, huge biting marks all over the place, and he was more than a little pale after the marathon. “You know exactly what happened.”

“Yeah, but… like this?? That is... a lot. Are you seriously okay??” She leaned in, dropping her voice into a whisper. “Was this... consensual? Because I can try to beat his ass.”

Yoshiki blushed even deeper. “Of course it was, Asako!” he hissed back. “But… thanks—and no! I’m not giving you any details.”

The alpha girl crossed her arms, giving him a knowing glare.

Yoshiki chewed on his inner cheek as he finally cracked. “Okay… I may or may not... have… accidentally made him… feral for a bit.”

Asako’s mouth dropped open, her eyebrows shooting straight up into her hairline. “Oh my god… Yoshiki!!!”

“W-what??”

“Forget looking dead, my only question now is how the fuck are you alive!?”

“Okay, Asako, that’s enough with the questions,” Yoshiki rushed out. “Where are the kids?”

“Man…” Asako burst into a loud laugh, shaking her head in amusement. “I seriously wanna go home with you right now, just to watch how you two are gonna try and explain to them why they suddenly have two alpha dads by scent.”

A brilliant, mid-spring day was shining down on their front yard, the kind of picture-perfect afternoon that made Yoshiki just wanna stand still and take it all in.

He stepped out onto the porch, leaning his back against one of the wooden pillars as a soft breeze swept through the garden. The birds were chirping, the flower beds were exploding with colors, and butterflies were drifting over the tall patches of grass.

A helpless smile stretched across his face as he watched the scene unfolding on the lawn.

The twins, Akari and Asahi, were running circles around the yard. They were wearing matching shorts and the cutest little floral button-ups, their loud giggles echoing through the air as they darted left and right.

They were fleeing from their dad, who was hot on their heels with an equally massive grin plastered on his face. Hikaru was sprinting after them at full speed, unbothered by the extra weight of little Itsuki hitched up on his shoulder.

The baby was wearing denim overalls and a giant sun hat that kept flopping down over his eyes, forcing him to use one hand to hold onto his hat and the other to clutch his dad’s white hair for dear life.

“Daddy, tag them! We can win!” the baby cheered, throwing his tiny fist in the air with a muffled yell.

“I’m gonna catch you guys right now!” Hikaru yelled confidently, lunging forward with open arms to finally scoop the twins up into a giant tackle.

“We’re too fast!” Akari taunted, looking back over her shoulder. Her little distraction worked like a charm; while Hikaru hesitated, Asahi ducked right between his dad’s legs to sprint off in the opposite direction, making a fool out of the alpha.

“Papa, look! I’m winning!” Itsuki waved toward the porch, his little legs kicking.

“I don’t know, baby… I think Akari and Asahi are running game on you two right now!” Yoshiki shouted, his chest aching with love for his family.

“Heyyy!” both Hikaru and Itsuki complained at the exact same time, turning to face the omega with identical pouting expressions, matching gray eyes and white hair.

“Come to our team, papa! “Let’s crush them!” the twins shouted.

Yoshiki let out a loud laugh, his eyes sparkling with life.

He decided to step off the porch to join the chaos, but the second his foot hit the soft grass, a sharp pang hit his forehead. He squinted hard against the bright sunlight, the world tilting as his vision went pitch-black for a terrifying second.

He stumbled forward, losing his footing, and went crashing onto his knees in the grass.

Instantly, the four blurs playing tag froze and whipped around.

“Papa!” “Yoshiki!!”

By the time Yoshiki’s vision finally started to clear, the sunlight had been replaced by sterile fluorescent lights, accompanied by a distant beep sound and low whispering.

Where the hell am I? he thought, as he struggled to blink his eyes open.

“Look, papa’s awake!” Akari shouted, her little voice piercing through the haze.

Right on cue, a chorus of worried voices flooded his ears as the familiar faces of his family packed into his field of vision.

“Where… where am I?” Yoshiki mumbled.

“The hospital,” Hikaru clarified softly, his face pale with worry. “’Shiki, you passed out cold in the yard. Do you not remember?”

The omega could only shake his pounding head, his eyes finally focusing on them. Hikaru was standing right by the mattress holding a sniffly Itsuki in his arms, while the twins hovered at the bedside, looking terrified.

“It’s okay,” Yoshiki croaked, forcing a reassuring smile for his pups. “Papa is fine, I promise.”

Just then, a soft knock rattled the door, and a female doctor walked into the room, looking over a clipboard. “Mr. Tsujinaka?”

“Yeah?” Yoshiki answered.

“We just need to chat about your little fainting spell. Is right now a good time?”

“Yeah, of course,” Yoshiki said, pushing himself up against the pillows to sit up, though a wave of exhaustion was still weighing down his limbs.

“Mr. Tsujinaka, have you been eating well lately?”

“Yes? We eat homemade meals almost every day. I thought everything was fine.”

“Hm,” she hummed, flipping through a few pages. “Well, we ran some routine blood work, and your iron levels and several vitamins seem a little bit on the lower side. But I’m pretty sure the fainting was just fatigue. Are you aware that you’re pregnant?”

The announcement made both Yoshiki and Hikaru catch their breath as their eyes snapped to each other for a second.

“M-mm, yes?” Yoshiki stammered out. “I mean, no. I hadn't actually taken a test yet, but we were… actively trying during my last cycle.” He cleared his throat, his voice dropping into a shy whisper.

“I see,” the doctor said, her expression softening into a warm smile. “In that case, do you mind if I run a quick ultrasound on you? We were just waiting for you to wake up so we could check on the health of the pregnancy.”

“Y-yes. That’s totally fine.”

The doctor quickly prepped the machine, squeezing a dollop of cold gel onto Yoshiki’s bare stomach. When she pressed the transducer against his skin and flicked the monitor on, a rapid sound began to echo through the small room. The unmistakable, frantic thumping of a tiny heartbeat.

The sound turned Yoshiki into a sentimental mess all over again. He couldn’t believe it. They had actually done it. There was really another baby on the way.

Through their shared mate bond, he could feel the same overwhelming wave of emotion crashing into Hikaru. The alpha's gray eyes were glued to the black-and-white screen.

“Okay, everything looks perfect for now. Strong heartbeat!” The doctor chuckled, typing a few notes. “I think you fainted because your body is working overtime and you haven't started your prenatal vitamins yet.”

“That makes sense,” Yoshiki breathed, a sigh of relief slipping past his lips. “Thank you, doctor.”

“Of course! Oh, one more thing…” She paused, looking over at the three kids hovering around the bed with a soft smile. “Are these your little ones?”

“Yes,” both him and Hikaru blurted out in unison.

“I see… So twins happen to run in your family?” she asked, cutting her eyes back to Yoshiki.

“Yes…?” Yoshiki replied, suspicion washing over him.

“Well, please don’t faint on me again, Mr. Tsujinaka, but take a close look at the monitor. Do you see those two little dark shapes right there on the screen?” she asked, pointing the tip of her pen at the blurred image.

“Oh god…” Every drop of blood drained from Yoshiki’s face as his eyes locked onto the spot she was highlighting. “Please tell me… is this real? Another pair of babies?”

The doctor let out an amused little hum. “A pair, yes. Of babies… not quite.”

“Huh?!?” This time it was Hikaru who barked out, his head snapping over to look at Yoshiki's face for some kind of answers that the omega did not have.

“You two are gonna be the fathers of a pair of twins. Congratulations!!” she beamed, flashing them a big smile.

Yoshiki lost his voice, his thoughts grinding to a screeching halt as shock locked his jaw. He slowly turned his head to look at his alpha, his eyes wide with panic.

The doctor kept right on rolling with the news. “This is the very first case of quadruplets we've ever had in this hospital, especially from a male omega. So, if you guys don’t mind, I would love to personally follow your entire pregnancy until delivery! This is gonna be a massive case for our whole medical team.”

“Oh my god…” Yoshiki whispered, staring at the wall.

“Oh my god…” Hikaru echoed in the exact same tone.

“Okay… since I can tell this is quite big news to process, I’m gonna head out for a bit and give your family some privacy to talk things over. I’ll be back in a few minutes with your vitamins and your discharge papers,” she said smoothly, slipping out the door and clicking it shut behind her.

“T-T-thanks…” Yoshiki mumbled, his voice barely a squeak.

When the door latched, the two slowly locked eyes across the hospital bed.

“Akari, Asahi, Itsuki… can you guys do a huge favor for papa and cover your ears really, really tight? Like a fun little game?” Yoshiki asked, his voice deceptively sweet.

“Yeah!” the three kids cheered in unison, giggling as they slammed their palms over their ears.

Yoshiki turned his head toward his mate, a terrifyingly smile spreading across his face. “Hikaru…?”

“Yes?” Hikaru quipped.

“I’m gonna kill you!!!! How the hell could you do this to me??” Yoshiki hissed.

“How is this my fault??” Hikaru squeaked defensively. “You were a fully active participant in our…” He glanced down at the kids to see if their ears were still covered. “…our little playtime too!! Even worse, you caused that… kind of knot.”

“Yeah, but…! I didn't think this would happen! I wanted one pup, Hikaru. One!!! Not four!! Oh my god… are we about to have seven children???” Yoshiki cried out, looking at his alpha in panicked desperation.

But Hikaru didn't look panicked at all. Instead, he slowly nodded his head, his eyes softening into hearts. “Yoshiki…” he murmured, crawling right onto the hospital mattress, hovering his frame over the omega.

A deep, rumbling vibration echoed through the small space.

“Are you seriously purring right now???!!”

Hikaru nodded rapidly, tears welling up in his eyes. “Yoshiki… you made me the happiest alpha in the entire world!” he declared, his voice thick with love and affection as he began planting kisses all over Yoshiki’s flushed cheeks.

“I’m never gonna be able to thank you enough, my pretty omega. I can’t believe we’re about to have seven puppies!!!” he beamed, flashing the most radiant smile Yoshiki had ever seen on his face.

That completely melted the omega’s defenses. Yoshiki was a very, very weak man for his alpha.

Right on cue, their three kids realized the lecture was over and came sprinting over to jump onto the hospital bed, piling their bodies in a massive family hug.

Yoshiki wrapped his arms around all of them, sinking back into the sheets.

He knew the news was dizzying, and he knew he was about to face nine months of sickness and fatigue, but looking at his chaotic family, he realized he was living one of the best moments of his life.

“Daddy? Papa?” the twins asked, poking Hikaru’s arm. “What did that lady mean? What did she say?”

Hikaru looked down at them, his eyes shining. “It means that you three…” He reached out, tenderly booping the tip of each of their noses, making all three kids giggle. “…are officially getting new siblings!”

The three toddles let out a wild cheer, roaring and yelling, making both of their fathers laugh.

But as the noise echoed through the tiny hospital room, Yoshiki’s smile twitched, and his brow furrowed in realization. “Wait… I am never gonna get to drink a single cup of tea in peace again, am I?”

The comment brought a fresh wave of laughter from the whole bed.