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OCHAKO
Ochako’s lip wobbles as she eyes the singular candle in the cupcake she’d splurged on at the store today. Her apartment is quiet and lonely just like it always is, night after night. It’s her own fault really… She never advertises her birthday. It makes her uncomfortable when others spend their hard-earned money on her so she doesn’t really celebrate and most of her friends have never really asked when it is. Her parents are away on a cruise that she’d bought them with her Christmas bonus as a surprise, so she isn’t spending the evening with them like she normally does. She thought she could handle it, but this year feels heavier. Every year that passes feels like a countdown to her omega, another year passing that they don’t have a mate and don’t have pups. She’s just been busy and life got away from her, but every year on her birthday…she’s reminded that she’s alone. A single tear escapes down her cheek to land in the buttercream frosting over the delicate red velvet cupcake that she knows is going to be divine.
This isn’t to say that she hasn’t gotten any gifts today though. Yet another exquisitely wrapped box had been delivered to her today from some anonymous sender, this one smaller than the previous three that have arrived every day this week. She hasn’t opened any of them, nervous that they might be something dangerous. She is a pro-hero after all and has made more than a few enemies over the years. However, her address is off the record and she isn’t sure how anyone even found her. She’s been so cautious… But it doesn’t change the fact that she’s attracted a secret admirer of some kind. The previous gifts are currently sitting on her dining room table, taunting her as more tears trail down her cheeks. The gift today had a beautiful pale pink card attached that simply read: Happy Birthday, Omega.
Even if it might be dangerous, the card had made her smile for only a moment before suspicion settled deep and made her stomach churn uneasily. Someone out there knew it was her birthday…
KATSUKI
Katsuki tightens his grip on the windowsill while he lurks in the dark outside his omega’s dining room. He scowls at the unopened gifts that sit on the table, disappointed that his courting is being ignored. Her tears have him ready to kick the door down just to get to her and comfort her. His baby girl shouldn’t be sad on her fucking birthday. He’d even been good today and didn’t start a fight with the heroes, despite his raging need to see her, just so that she could have a nice relaxing day. He knows she enjoys their fights, has even seen her smirk a time or two when he’s flirted or she’s managed to land a hit on him. Maybe he should have caused a ruckus today… anything to make those damn tears stop. His alpha roars at him to fix it as he watches with bated breath as she stares at the gifts longingly like she wants to open them but is afraid. Open them! He silently urges her.
He sighs in disappointment when she decidedly looks away with a hiccuped sob that he can just barely hear through the window. However, he holds his breath for a different reason as her molten chocolate eyes glint in the light of the candle. His little omega doesn’t know it, but Katsuki has already been inside her home and swapped the candle for a special one, a quirked candle that he’d stumbled upon in a specialty shop. He hopes this fucking works. He has a feeling that he already knows, but he pulls out the little slip of blank paper that had come with the candle and holds his breath.
Her cheeks puff out adorably when she blows and the little flame flickers out, smoke curling up from the burnt wick. Katsuki glances down at the paper just as words begin to appear on its surface. The writing is a little hard to make out in the dark and he sucks in a breath when the words finally register…Ochako’s fervent wish written out plain as day. His eyes widen as a wicked grin stretches across his face and he looks back at his baby girl through the window just as her pink tongue drags through the frosting on the top of the cupcake, her eyes closing as if it’s the sweetest thing she’s ever tasted. Katsuki has been watching for a long time, he knows that his omega has a weakness for sweet things…just like he does. It’s a big part of what drew him to her in the first place, her perfectly sweet nature all wrapped up in the full package.
Don’t get him wrong, she can kick his ass. He’s got enough scars to prove it, but he loves that about her. She never holds back. He’ll never admit it, but he does hold back. He can’t bear the thought of actually hurting her, his alpha screaming at him any time he even accidentally burns her with his quirk. Ugh…he hates heroes, but this one…this one is fucking special. He can’t explain it, but he’s always known that she’s meant to be his.
He’s pulled out of his pining thoughts when suddenly she licks her lips, but sets the half eaten cupcake on the little plate in front of her and pushes it to the side. Her tears continue to stream down over her chin, but her face suddenly shifts into one that he’s well versed with…determination. He nearly crows with excitement when she reaches across the table and snags a gift from the table and tugs it to herself. She turns it over in her hands and brushes her fingers over the satiny pink wrapping paper that he’d picked out just for her. If her nest, closet, and hero costume are anything to go by, pink is her favorite color and he’d spent the better part of fifteen minutes just picking out the right shade of pink that he knew she’d adore. His alpha purrs in satisfaction, seeing the admiration on her face as she examines the gift thoroughly.
He silently eggs her on as she pulls the pretty pink bow loose and begins to peel the paper apart gently as if the package may explode at any moment. No explosions tonight, baby girl. He watches those chocolate eyes carefully as the box underneath is revealed and she can see the contents. The shrill squeal of excitement has him chuckling in the dark as she suddenly jumps from her chair and dances around the dining room with the partially unwrapped gift clutched to her chest.
He’s paid attention. His baby may be a beast with her quirk and excel in rescue situations, but her true passion lies in martial arts. Her hand-to-hand combat is nothing like Katsuki has ever seen and he’s been around the block a few times. She’s practically deadly if allowed within range. He’d taken a gamble on the custom made twin sai that she’s currently clutching in their clear case, but clearly he hit pay dirt with his selection if the pure joy and dried tears on her face are anything to go by. He smiles fondly when she scrambles back to the table to set the case down so that she can open it and pull out each sai one at a time to gawk. Both handles are wrapped in pink, black, and white to match her hero costume and it’s his turn to gawk when she palms both grips and proceeds to spin them in her hands before striking a defensive pose. Holy shit… He’s not ashamed to admit that his cock twitches and begins to fill at the fierce look on her face while standing there in nothing but black sweatpants and a pink tank top.
After a moment, her lips curl upwards as if she just can’t hold it in as she turns and reverently sets the weapons back in their case. He wishes he was in the room with her so that he could scent her happiness for himself. It’s only because he’s been inside her house that he knows what she smells like… like warm vanilla and home. He wonders how sweet it gets when she’s excited. But before he can get too lost in his musings, she reaches for another gift and he grins at the one she chose.
She’s much less careful this time as she tears through the wrapping paper and her eyes widen as she flips the top off of the clothing box. With careful fingers she reaches in and pulls the pink lace from the box, her eyes suddenly swinging around the room as if making sure that she’s alone. Put it on, baby girl. Let me see… He nearly snarls as his cock presses against his zipper when she begins to strip right there in the fucking dining room. He finds himself also scanning his gaze all around him as if to make sure that he’s the only one stalking her outside of her dining room window. Her back is turned as she peels her tank top over her head and unclips her bra, letting both fall into a heap on the floor next to her. Her sweatpants soon join the pile and he licks his lips, eyes trapped on her cute little ass in her comfy boyshort underwear. He’s shocked when those too are peeled down and discarded, his alpha howling at the lovely sight of her luscious curves and swells, with just a hint of what lies between those plush thighs. He’ll admit that he’s fantasized about this moment more than once, but reality is so much better as she begins to pull the lace panties up over her perky ass and then slips the matching baby doll over the top. His breath vacates his chest when she turns, the lace barely obscuring her most private places and making her tits swell under the built in support. She looks like a lewd wet dream and he itches to be the one to unwrap her.
She rubs her hands over the lace as if enjoying the feel. He’d picked the softest he could find, knowing that she would love it. Her lips are curled up at the corners betraying her enjoyment as she does a little twirl that makes the short nightgown flare out cutely. Before he can blink, the next gift is being unwrapped and his gut clenches with nerves. Fuck, what if she doesn’t like it…
Her head cocks a little to the side as she tears the paper to the side and looks curiously down at the massive sealed black bag it contains. She pokes at the bag almost nervously and then cautiously reaches for the zippered seal. Katsuki sucks in a breath as she slides it open. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Please like it. Her nostrils flare wide as his scent pours from the bag that had been containing it. Lashes flutter wildly as he watches her like a hawk and he hears a low groan through the window as she reaches into the bag as if on autopilot and pulls out the fluffy pink blanket that he’d scented thoroughly. His own eyes widen comically when she bunches the blanket up in her hands and dips her face down to rub her cheeks over the soft fabric, huffing at it like an addict. His alpha is purring smugly at the sight. Omega likes our scent… She rubs it over her face as if she can’t get enough and when she finally pulls it away, he can see the dilation of her pupils from here as she wraps her entire body in the blanket and plops into the dining room chair. His cock drools against his boxers as she nuzzles down into it and a low purr can be heard even through the window.
She hasn’t even touched the last gift on the table, the one he sent today, but he can’t stand it anymore. Before he can truly think through the repercussions of his actions, Katsuki is prowling to the back door that he’d purposely unlocked when he’d been in the house earlier. She never uses that door, so he knew that she wouldn’t think to check it. He throws it open and strides through the kitchen that he’s already mapped a hundred times and stalks into the hallway with determined steps, however he nearly stops in his tracks as her scent inundates him and washes over him with a sweetness he didn’t even realize existed. It makes him shaky as his alpha practically howls for him to find her, mating venom stinging his tongue and his ears rushing loudly with his own heartbeat. He thought her scent was intoxicating before, but the smell of her joy and satisfaction makes him feel feral with need…the words written on the paper in his pocket still echoing in his head.
Suddenly, he’s knocked onto his ass and curses as his back slams against the hardwood floor and the air gusts from his lungs in a whoosh when weight settles over him. When he manages to crack his eyes open, it’s to see the sharp point of one of the gifted sais pointed at his throat with his puffing omega glaring down at him, snarling. “Why are you in my fucking house?”
In hindsight, this was not how Katsuki planned this to go. In fact, he didn’t really think that far to be honest. He’s more of an action first, questions later kind of guy. Yet, despite the weapon pointed at his throat, apparently his mouth works quicker when he notices that she’s still wrapped in the scented blanket. “Did you like my gifts, baby girl?” he purrs and watches those chocolate eyes suddenly widen in shock.
“I–You–” she stammers, eyes darting wildly over his face and then down at herself. She must realize that he can practically see everything now that he’s up close and personal with that delicate lace with how she’s straddling his middle, because she suddenly tugs the blanket over her shoulders around herself, hiding the erotic sight from view. He isn’t disappointed though because she shivers as more of his smell envelops her and she huffs panting breaths like she’s just run a marathon. “Why are you here, Ground Zero?” she asks breathlessly in disbelief, shaking her head as if trying to clear the scent from her nose while keeping her eyes planted on Katsuki.
“Came to wish you a happy birthday,” he murmurs, his nose picking up the smoky notes of her confusion. She isn’t angry which surprises the hell out of him, but the mixing of their heavy scents is probably muddling things for her omega.
Her fingers tighten on the sai at his throat as he slowly reaches up to wrap his hand around hers. “Knew you’d love them,” he growls, using his hold over her hand to guide the point of the weapon away from his throat. “Such a sexy omega when you’re about to take someone down,” he praises thickly when her mouth opens and shuts like she doesn’t know what to say.
“You can’t be here,” she finally rasps, clearly trying to breathe only through her mouth.
Katsuki smirks cockily when the sai drops to the floor next to him. “You don’t actually want me to leave, do you, omega?” he retorts playfully when she retracts her hand into the blanket and grips onto it like he’s going to take it away. He reaches up and palms both sides of her body over the blanket and starts to rub slowly with comforting strokes.
OCHAKO
Thoughts all jumble together as Ochako breathes in the most delectable smell of virile alpha musk that she’s ever encountered. She’s extensively scent trained and normally she wouldn’t even wrinkle her nose at a powerful scent. But the moment she’d unzipped the blanket from the sealed bag, her omega had flown into a tizzy, screaming about mates and pups. She’d felt the dampness drip between her legs and soak the soft new lace of the lingerie she’d been gifted as she’d wrapped the fuzzy pink fabric around her and had to suck in deep gasping inhales of the addictive scent that made her skin buzz and pussy clench over nothing. Now as she sits straddling the massive villain alpha beneath her, her heart breaks, knowing that her hopes have been dashed upon recognizing the gifts as signs of courting.
“If this is a prank or revenge, it isn’t funny,” she hisses venomously, wishing desperately that she could shove the blanket off of her and use the weapon he’d thoughtlessly gifted her, but she just can’t seem to make herself do it. She was a fool for believing that anyone would want her. This is just a fucking ruse to catch her off guard. She squirms with a whimper when Ground Zero’s hands pause over her arms through the blanket.
His eyebrows lift and she expects the cocky smile to return, for his scent to turn smug with his victory, but instead his scent morphs into concern and his lips turn down. “Omega, this isn’t a prank or any kind of revenge,” he growls, hands tightening over her arms. Harsh ruby eyes that she’s admired on more than one occasion narrow dangerously, making her core pulse with want. She tries to remind herself that this is a villain through the hazy cloud of scent that washes over her with pheromones that seem perfectly designed to melt her down into a puddle of soup.
“But–” she weakly protests, despite the fact that she senses that he’s telling her the truth. Ground Zero has always been flirty with her and she knows for a fact that the motherfucker pulls his punches with her, irritating her to no end. Could this be real? A dangerous spark of hope starts to bloom within her the longer she breathes in the air of his delicious scent. It promises her the things her heart really desires, things that she shouldn’t want from a villain.
“We’ll make it work,” he rumbles, as if reading the thoughts directly from her head. “Let me prove it to you and make your birthday wish come true, Chako…”
Ochako blinks in shock, flashing back to when she’d blown out her candle with a silly fanciful wish. She supposes that her wish probably seems generic, an expectation for most omegas her age. Mate and pups. She almost wanted to roll her eyes at herself when she made the wish. She could’ve wished for anything honestly and she’d expected her hopes to go up in flames just like they do every year. “How do you know about that?”
He gives her a boyish grin and begins rubbing over arms once more. “I have my ways, baby girl,” he cheekily responds. Her legs twitch as slick begins to soak through the lace and her cheeks heat, realizing that with how she’s sitting, he can probably feel it through his shirt. His nostrils flare knowingly as he scents the change in her. Her eyes dart to the side of his neck, the source of the suddenly aroused scent that rises up to greet her. She can’t look away, almost hypnotized and wanting desperately to get closer. Her omega is scratching inside her, begging her to take the sexy alpha up on his offer, silencing the alarms that should be blaring in the back of her mind. She knows that if she does this, there’ll be no going back. If she’s learned anything about this villain…this alpha…it’s that he’s an all or nothing kind of guy. She’d be putting everything on the line.
Before she makes a decision she might regret, she leans down into his space and pecks a gentle exploratory kiss against his lips before pulling back to meet his glinting eyes. “If you want me, you’re going to have to do more than just give me perfect gifts, alpha…” she breathes out hesitantly. As much as she wants this with every fiber of her being…the solid truth remains that she’s a hero and he’s a villain. She won’t run the risk of meeting her mate on the battlefield, won’t risk losing him when he’s finally caught. They’ll both have to make sacrifices for this.
His lips curl upwards into a smirk as he lifts a brow. “Name it, baby girl, and I swear I’ll give it to you.”
Ochako’s insides clench with nerves and a little shiver rolls through her at his promise. “You know what my birthday wish was?” she prompts and watches him closely. “You really want to be mated to me? To start a family with me, Ground Zero?” She uses his villain name on purpose to give him a hint of what she’s about to ask.
He gives her a definitive nod, but then understanding dawns in his expression in the loaded silence that follows. “Katsuki Bakugou,” he rumbles deep in his chest, giving her a significant look that lets her know that he’s following along. She nearly vibrates in place as his name rings through her for the first time. Katsuki… She holds her breath when he inhales to continue. “I may be a villain, Ochako. But, I say what I mean. I keep my promises, baby, especially the ones I make to you. You didn’t open the last gift, baby girl, but if you did you’d know that my mask is in there… a promise to you that my life as a villain is over if you agree to be mine. You and our pups would always come first,” he growls.
Ochako lets out the breath she’d been holding and before she can stop it an omegan whine crawls from her chest as she lunges forward to bury her face into his neck. Her scent blasts from her in a wave of excitement and happiness so potent that she can taste it on her tongue as she nuzzles against his gland and his arms tighten around her. She doesn’t even care that she’s probably soaking through his clothes with her sudden arousal. All she can focus on is the delectable scent of comfort and reassurance pouring from her new alpha. “Is that a ‘yes’?” Katsuki asks through an amused chuckle, holding her tight and tucking his face against hers.
She can’t help it, she smears her cheeks through the oils of his gland, already feeling high on the scent of him. “Yes, alpha,” she whispers heatedly and rolls her hips over his middle just for a little friction that the soft lace creates over her mound. She doesn’t even notice when the blanket is tugged from around her as her skin heats and before she can think about it, her tongue darts out and drags over the surface of his gland. He arches beneath her with a groan as she opens her mouth wider to suck at the sensitive spot.
“Shit, baby,” he rasps, winding a fist in her hair and pinning her there as she rolls her hips again. “God, you’re fucking perfect.”
Ochako smiles at the praise, a low purr vibrating in her chest in pleasure as she continues to suck at the gland, her omega smug at pulling another low groan from the man below her.
KATSUKI
Fuck. Ochako might be trying to kill him. He’s so fucking hard that it hurts. She smells like sin as he yanks the fluffy pink blanket away so that he can feel her soft skin beneath his fingertips. He can feel her slick soaking through his shirt and a low growl tears from his throat as she grinds against him. His cock throbs as she sucks and nips at his gland like she can’t get enough, making his head fuzzy and alpha feral with hunger. As if to drive him further into madness, Ochako scoots lower half down and gives a hard grind directly over his straining dick. His hands fly to her lush hips and hold her down as he thrusts upwards against her core, making her breath hitch near his ear. “Is my baby girl wanting something else for her birthday?” he teases breathlessly and reaches up to wrap his hand in her hair and tug her head up from the crook of his neck. He grinds upwards again and watches as her chocolate eyes close at the feeling.
“Katsuki…” she says shakily, reaching down to fist his shirt as her eyes flutter back open. His alpha chuffs in satisfaction at hearing his name from her lips. She looks wrecked already, hair mussed up from his grip, features flushed and skin pinkening to match the soft delicate lace cupping her curves in all the right places. She looks ethereal just as he knew she would. She is worth every second of his pining from afar.
“What do you need, baby?” he coos playfully just to watch her eyes narrow with desire. She’s the most unselfish person he’s ever met, so he knows that she’s trying to work out how to answer without feeling guilty. Eventually, he wants her to take what she wants…He wants her to be selfish with him. She doesn’t realize it yet, but he’ll give her everything her little heroic heart desires.
“I-I..” she stammers cutely and he uses the opportunity to sit up and put them face to face with her straddling his lap. He feathers her nose with butterfly kisses while holding her hips. She’s soaking through his pants and he’s positively smug that he’s made her this way.
“It’s all yours, Chako,” he purrs. “Yours and only yours…has been for a long time.”
Ochako’s pink cheeks flare a brilliant red, making him smirk before palming the back of her neck and stealing her lips fully. He wants to be gentle, but he’s been hungry for so long that their mouths meet furiously like they’re both starving and need each other to live. Breaths puff hot and humid between them as he devours her soft pink lips until they’re most likely bruised from the force. He’s not sure how much time passes while they map each other's lips, but he feels lost in everything that she is…gluttonous for everything all at once.
OCHAKO
Ochako feels like she’s on fire by the time their lips finally part for air. Her core is throbbing and aching, feeling unbearably empty. Katsuki’s cock is teasing her with what’s to come as it twitches through the scant fabric of Katsuki’s pants and her sheer panties separating them. She shouldn’t, but she wants it. It feels thick and delicious against her…she can practically feel the heat radiating through the layers of fabric. She doesn’t give two shits that they’re right there in her hallway. Ochako leans back and reaches behind herself to untie the baby doll top from around herself before Katsuki has even opened his eyes from their heated kiss. She lets the fine pink lace flutter down between them, freeing her breasts from their confines and letting them bounce freely in front of her. Normally, she’d be a bit more shy about bearing herself, but she sees the way Katsuki looks at her… He looks at her like she’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen…like she’s a masterpiece that could move him to tears. She feels special and wanted, something she’s always wanted but never dared to dream about.
Wicked ruby eyes are ravenous when they open and Katsuki’s fingers tighten on her hips. “Baby,” he murmurs. “Please tell me I can touch you…” She smiles at the pleading words, the tone desperate and she knows that Katsuki is just barely containing himself. While she appreciates that a villain is asking for consent, she can’t help but giggle.
His eyes shoot to hers at the sound. “Katsuki, I will kick your ass if you don’t touch me,” she growls playfully and his eyes darken at the words.
Ochako grunts as Katsuki suddenly pushes her back until she’s flat on the carpet, legs spread to either side with him kneeling between them. “Damn, I love it when you’re feisty,” he snarls and she practically combusts at the possessive way he’s looking down at her. He grabs under one of her knees and lifts just so that he can nip the inside of her thigh making her twitch with surprise. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re kicking my ass,” he mutters against the plush skin of her inner thigh making her blush hot to the roots of her hair as he gives her panties a playful snap with his other hand. He so fucking close to where she needs him, her pussy pulsing with need and gushing slick against the poor ruined lace. She reaches down to grab his hand and forces it flat over her mound so that he can feel how ready she is.
He openly groans as he takes the lead and smears the shiny slick with firm pressure that makes her bow up from the carpet. His scent is thick in her nostrils making her hazy and hyperfocused on the way his warmth presses against hers in an intoxicating way. She bucks when his fingers press down hard and begin to circle her swollen clit right through the drenched lace. “Alpha, please,” she gasps, thighs tightening as he smirks teasingly. After a few slow circles, he drags his fingers downwards and shifts them to the side of the panties and dips beneath them. She squirms with a cry as two plunge past her entrance with a slick sound, burying deep inside her and stretching her walls.
“So messy for me, baby,” he purrs, giving them a few slow pumps that make her toes curl and head tip back while she gasps for air. Just two of his fingers make her feel full in a way that toys have never been able to achieve. She could feel earlier how big he was and for a moment she doubts that she’ll be able to take him, but the thought is quickly waylaid when he pulls them free. An aching whine slips past her lips before she can stop it. He chuckles at the sound as her expression shifts into a glare.
“Stop teasing, alpha,” she hisses and his lips twist upwards into a wicked pleased smile. He doesn’t answer her, but instead grabs the panties at her hip and gives a harsh yank that pulls her ass off the floor with the force. A loud rip of shredding lace makes her curse in shock as the beautiful panties fall away in shreds.
“Don’t worry, beautiful. I already bought you several pairs,” Katsuki growls in a low voice.
“How’d you know I’d say yes?” she breathes, the words hitching when his fingers bury back inside her.
He arches a brow at her with a devilish smirk. “I didn’t,” he rumbles, “but I was gonna keep trying until you did.”
Ochako squirms when his fingers curl hard into her inner wall and press on her sweet spot in a way that makes her clench down to keep them there. “Oh my god…” she whispers through panting breaths when he starts to stroke the spot with firm fingers. Her legs tremble around him as she closes her eyes just to feel him better. A part of her is still in disbelief that this is evening happening, but she won’t deny the thrill she’s getting from his obvious attention. She bucks with a mewl when a third finger slips inside and stretches her tight walls, slick gushing out around the intrusion. She knows there’s gonna be a hell of a mess to clean up later, but can’t find it in herself to care as the slick sounds of her arousal bounce in her own ears. As his fingers speed up, she finds that the coil in her abdomen is already tightening. Usually, it takes her an embarrassingly long time to get herself to this point, but already he seems to know her body better than she does.
A calloused palm wraps around her thigh and she feels him move between her legs just before her eyes fly open with a cry when he seals his mouth over her mound and sucks over her clit, sending an electric pulse straight through her core. Ochako bows over the carpet, hands flying into his shaggy blonde hair to hold on for dear life as a wicked tongue begins to flick at her little nub mercilessly. Her thighs threaten to close at the intensity as her fingers tighten in his soft strands. “Don’t you dare,” Katsuki suddenly growls against her pussy lips. “Keep these pretty legs open for your alpha.”
Ochako mewls when he nips at her clit and suddenly those fingers are pounding deliciously inside her. “‘Tsuki! Fuck!” She bites out through the onslaught, her omega howling with satisfaction. She writhes over the floor, pulling thoughtlessly at his hair as he devours her hungrily while fingering her hard and fast. The precipice is right there and she just knows that this is about to get messy.
As if he can read her thoughts, Katsuki licks a broad stripe over her sensitive swollen clit and meets her eyes. “C’mon, baby girl,” he commands. “Make a fucking mess for me.” The command shoots through her very soul, yanking her omega to the front with a loud cry as her insides flutter erratically and she arches while tugging his face back down without thinking. His nose bumps her clit just as slick begins to pulse from her in waves of her release, splashing over his entire face. Her thighs slam closed, trapping his head, but he continues his ruthless assault on her pussy as if he’s right where he wants to be. Ochako grits her teeth as her vision wavers and her eyes water with the orgasm blowing through her, making her rattle and cling to him.
Just as she fears it’s getting to be too much, he slows his fingers down to gentle pumps, coaxing her down as she pants wild breaths.
KATSUKI
He could happily die right here…stuck between his omega’s plush thighs with her pleasure dripping down his chin. Sweetness coats his tongue, a unique flavor to her alone and one that he could live off for the rest of his life. Katsuki grins wide when her fingers finally loosen in his hair, his scalp stinging pleasantly from her grip. Thick thighs open shakily and he can finally hear again now that they aren’t locked over his ears. His cock is throbbing when he’s finally able to meet Ochako’s wrecked expression, eyes half-lidden and sated for the moment. Her hair is sticking up from where she’d thrashed against the carpet and her pink cheeks are redder than normal. Fuck, she looks like a goddess of debauchery…one that he’ll spend forever worshipping.
“Are you alright?” she rasps through panting breaths.
He chuckles and licks the remaining slick dripping from his lips. His entire front is soaked and he’s never been happier as he leans up and shucks his damp shirt over his head. “Better than alright,” he rumbles, pleased when her wide chocolate eyes widen with interest as she openly checks him out. “Holy shit,” she mutters, eyes caught on his abs. He’ll admit that he may have been spending a lot more time in the gym lately in hopes of someday having this moment. He wanted to look good for her, so sue him…
“All yours, omega,” he purrs, just to watch her beautiful eyes light up brighter than when she purchased that cupcake earlier this evening.
Her eyes turn playful when they finally glance back up at him. “Does that mean you’ll show me the rest?”
Katsuki smirks and reaches down to his pants as he kicks his boots free of his feet. Thankfully, he’d just worn his sweats for his voyeuristic venture in the bushes outside. He hadn’t planned on rushing in like that, but he refuses to be sorry for it as he loosens the tie and shifts to shuck the pants and his boxers in one go. The movement probably looks awkward with how they’re situated on the floor, but he doesn’t think she minds much when he hears her suck in a sharp inhale when his hard heavy cock falls free. “Like I said, it’s ALL yours–”
Katsuki grunts as his back meets the carpet and suddenly he has a lap full of dripping omega as she settles over him. His alpha growls when she rolls her hips teasingly, her slick soft pussy rubbing over his exposed cock in a way that makes it ache. “My alpha,” she whispers, face hardened into something he knows well…determination. Her scent radiates around her, something wild and territorial that makes him feel far more animal than man. As much as he’d love for her to ride him into next week, her scent practically begs him to prove that she belongs to him and him alone.
Her eyes widen in surprise as he grabs hold of her and rolls them. Instinctually, she lashes out, but he catches her wrists just in time, pinning them above her head so that she can’t use her quirk. “Say it again, Chako,” he hisses while leaning down and nuzzling against her nose, brushing their lips together.
“My alpha…” she murmurs quietly and he nearly melts when she presses upwards to meet his mouth. He uses the distraction to shift both of her wrists into one hand while licking between her parted lips.
“My omega,” he echoes his own sentiment, reaching between them to grab his heavy cock and guide it to her entrance. Ochako lets out a high whine as he starts to push in, her slick walls tight and clinging to just his tip. “Fuck, baby…” he grunts as he forces more of the head in and she strangles his length while he grips tight to her wrists.
“Holy shit…Alphaaaaa….” she whines, straining against him.
Katsuki ducks his head down into the exposed crook of her neck and gives her gland a harsh nip, making her spasm around him and loosen just enough for him to sink half his length with a wet squelch of displaced slick. He nurses at her gland, laving his tongue over the surface and sucking at the oils. “Be a good girl and open up for me,” he murmurs in a low voice against her ear while her thighs tremble on either side of him. “Gonna make your birthday wish come true tonight. Put a pretty bite on this neck and stuff you with pups.”
He smirks when he hears her omega chirp in excitement. He rocks his cock a few times, coaxing her walls into accepting him. “‘Tsuki, please,” she mutters, sounding strained. Fuck, he loves it when she begs so sweetly. He sucks harder at her gland and grazes his fangs over it in a tease. “Tell me you want it, baby girl,” he purrs. “Tell me you want to be mine.”
“Fuck yes…” she hisses with surprising conviction, making him grin as he ruts forward to sink his entire length in harsh thrust that rams against her cervix and makes her small belly jump upwards with a bulge. She squeals beneath him, forcing him to lean back and clap a hand over her mouth.
“Shhhh, baby,” he murmurs in a dark purr. “Don’t want your neighbors to get nosy.” He pulls his cock out part of the way and rails back in with a wet clap of skin, earning another slutty cry that makes his balls pulse. She clamps down hard over his cock as her eyes roll upwards when he repeats the motion, driving in with sharp deep thrusts that nail the entrance to her womb with every strike. Muffled cries fill the hallway even as she manages to roll herself upwards to balance her legs on his shoulders and give him even more access. He keeps his hand over her mouth as he bends her into a deep press and starts rolling his hips with deep driving thrusts. Her wet velvet walls cling to him almost desperately and make him puff harsh breaths through his nose as he nuzzles against her cheek. “Such a good fucking omega, taking all of me,” he praises through gritted fangs. She clamps down even harder with a mewl behind his hand at the words, her thighs quaking around him. He rewards her by grazing his fangs over her gland. “Gonna make you mine and stuff you with so many fucking pups, baby. You’ll never spend another birthday alone, I fucking swear.”
Ochako’s muffled squeal makes him grin when he changes his angle and plows into her with unforgiving thrusts that make her pussy squelch with each impact. It doesn’t take long for her tight pussy walls to start fluttering and her noises to heighten. “C’mon, baby girl. Give it to me,” he snarls, “Get your alpha all fucking wet.”
Ochako’s moan is guttural and loud, even through his hand as she starts to buck and writhe beneath him. He raises up just enough to watch her eyes roll up just before he’s drenched in the slick of her shuddering release. He doesn’t ease up, railing her down into the floor as his knot swells and starts to kiss her entrance with every punishing thrust. She tries to toss her head in overstimulation, but he locks his hand harder over her face to keep her still and with one final flick of his hips, sinks his knot into plush welcoming walls. Ochako’s chocolate eyes fly wide and her scent blasts from her in a wave, more slick gushing out over his cock as she cums again.
It’s while she’s still screaming that he strikes, driving his fangs deep into the mating gland of her neck. She arches as if electrocuted with a feral sound that makes him grin against her skin as he sucks at her oils and blood. MINE MINE MINE…
OCHAKO
Heat and light…Ochako is lost to the tempest of sensations boiling her alive and sucking her into an inferno of pleasure. Her nose flares wildly as she tries to breathe through the intensity of the most powerful orgasm she’s ever even heard of. She can’t even feel the pain of the bite as every nerve ending flares and tingles with euphoria. She thinks she might be screaming, but can’t hear it over the pounding in her own ears. She sucks in deep lungfuls of Katsuki’s powerful scent, using it to tether her into reality and the feel of him all around her. She never knew it could be like this and focuses in on the feel of the bond maturing within herself. If she focuses on it hard enough, she can almost see the golden glow of the thread now connecting them. The pressure of the knot feels distant in the maelstrom, but the warmth flooding inside her makes her omega howl with satisfaction.
“Shhhhh, baby girl…you’re okay. I got you.” The warm words rumble in her ears as she draws in a shaky breath through her freed lips. Soft kisses rain down over her face and she smiles even though she can’t open her eyes just yet. Everything feels warm and languid as her body quivers with aftershocks. Her mate is doting on her…Her MATE. Vibration starts deep in her chest as she tries to come back from whatever plane of existence she’d transcended to while Katsuki brushes through her hair and rearranges them on the floor so that they’re lying on their sides. He feels solid and warm behind her as he wraps an arm around her waist. She can even feel his heartbeat against her back. This is real. This is happening. The bond thrumming inside her is irrefutable evidence that she’s not alone anymore. Tears begin to well in her eyes and she can’t stop them as they trickle down her cheeks.
“Baby girl, why are you crying?” Katsuki suddenly asks and she feels gentle fingers at her cheeks, swiping away the evidence. “Shit, baby, was I too rough?”
Ochako chokes on a laugh and cracks open her watery eyes to see where Katsuki has risen on an arm and is looming over her with a look she’s never seen before…fear. His scent has turned smoky with concern and she can feel his worry over the bond. Immediately, she decides that she doesn’t like it and pushes her head up just enough to peck a kiss under his scruffy jaw. “They’re happy tears, Tsuki,” she admits.
His brow raises for a moment of doubt, but then his lips curl up at the corners as he leans down to nuzzle her nose. “Crybaby…” he teases softly and she laughs again. “Thought I was gonna have to go get you a whole tray of cupcakes as an apology.”
“I’m not above bribery…clearly…” she jokes lightly.
“Good thing we have the rest of our lives for me to spoil you rotten… Gifts, food, love, pups…whatever you want, baby girl. Just please don’t cry,” he pleads through a smirk.
Ochako grins as her heart pounds wildly in her chest and the bond glows with the happiness between them. “I’m gonna hold you to that,” she murmurs, even more tears sliding down her cheeks while her mate smiles down at her like he was the one who just had his greatest wish granted.
“Your wish is my command,” he growls, holding her tight.