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Bakugou hated being an Omega. Hundreds of years had passed, movements after movements had been made for Omega’s rights, yet there were still many social stigmas and prejudices against them. It was even harder for an Omega hero like Bakugou. Ever since he had presented, people had been telling him he couldn’t be a hero because ‘an Omega should only choose an easy job so you can look after your kids and mate’, ‘villains are going to take advantage of your biology and violate you’ , or simply ‘just give up, an Omega can’t become a hero’.
Honestly, it pissed him off to no end.
So in order to spite all of those fuckers, he worked twice as hard as the Alpha and Beta hero hopefuls around him and became one of the top, most successful heroes just four years after graduation. Actually, Bakugou thought he could climb even higher in the charts if his frequently-visited heats didn’t get in the way every other month or so. His forced heat week off damaged his record and reputation too much, even with the suppressants, to the point he eventually started thinking about a permanent solution to get rid of them.
Which was why he was here, in this shady clinic on a very edge of the town, far from privy eyes. Frankly, he’d like to go for a more credible place for his ‘procedure’, but all the hospital he’d gone to refused to do surgery on him, citing many ‘negative effects’ it could have on his body, telling him that, given time, he’d see how stupid his decision was, and ‘surely you don’t really want to do that, you’re an Omega after all’.
To hell with them! If this procedure was that harmful, then why the hell was it legalized in the first place?! It’s just a load of bullshit aiming to put him back to his “proper” place. That’s all.
Fine, if they wanted him to go for a dangerous option, then he’d do it.
“So, let me make it clear,” the short, chubby doctor in front of him let out a little cough before continuing, “you want me to remove both of your scent glands, is that correct?”
“That right.” Bakugo briskly said.
“Do you understand all the effects this removal will have on your body?”
God, this fucking conversation sound so awfully familiar. A vein popped on Bakugou’s forehead as he felt himself losing his temper.
“It’s exactly because I know that I fucking came here to get them removed. I’m gonna fucking lose my Omegan hormone producer, so of-fucking-course my heats will stop coming, and the stupid pull to listen to Alpha Commands will go away as well. And those are the reasons I want my glands removed in the first place, so shut the fuck up and just do my procedure. Why the fuck are you asking the same questions as all those geezers at normal hospitals anyway?! I thought you couldn’t care less about your clients as long as they have enough money for you.”
The old man raised an eyebrow behind his round-shaped glasses “With all due respect, mister. The only thing I don’t care about is the reason that brought my patients here. I heal all those who come through this door, regardless of which side of law they come from, and I always make sure when they are released, they will be in perfect heath, or in much better condition. I’m still a doctor and I got my Hypocrite’s Oath to abide by. And I’ve ruled that this procedure will do you more harm than good. Because…”
“I know, old man,” Bakugou interrupted, god knew how many times he had to hear those words, they’re practically imprinted in him by now, “in addition to heat loss, my fertility will drop significantly, as well as the mental and physical burden from hormone imbalance. I fucking know all of them, okay? Now will you do it, or do I have to find someone else? Because I’m not gonna change my mind no matter how you shitty assholes tell me to.”
“...You understand all that, and are still determined to go through with it? You want your glands gone that badly?”
“Damn right I am. And if you know what’s good for you, then you’ll get them off me right here, right now.”
Bakugou detonated his hands into small explosions, making sure to switch his expression to his battle-hungry mode. The old geezers wouldn’t possibly value the so-called ‘oath’ more than his own safety, wouldn’t he?
...Or he would? The doctor didn’t seem to be fazed at all.. He just kept looking up and down Bakugou’s body as if contemplating something. But then, he eventually sighed and stood up.
“Let me go get the surgery room ready. You change into this and go clean yourself, bathroom in the back.” He gave Bakugo a hospital gown and gestured to the back door.
“Thanks, Doc.” Bakugou accepted the gown with a grin.
Finally!
Before closing the bathroom door, he could hear the doctor murmuring to himself as he entered the surgery room “What a waste, such a pretty and powerful Omega…”
He purposely ignored him. He had heard those words half his life, and it was easy to dismiss them. After all, that doctor was going to operate on him in just a few minutes, he could afford to give him some leeway.
He cleaned himself and changed into the gown like instructed. When he peeled down the gland cover patches, he rolled them up and tossed both into the trash can.
‘So long fuckers, I no longer need you anymore”
Stepping into the surgery room, he spotted a surgical bed in the center, surrounded by complicated-looking medical machines. The doctor scrunched up his nose when he closed the door.
“Can’t handle a little Omega scent, old man? Are you an unmated Alpha or what?” He snickered.
“Your smell is quite strong and unique for an Omega, I’m sure you have many suitors.” The doctor blatantly ignored his questions.
“Yeah, those losers are all about to go away, what a fucking relief.”
He was instructed to lay down on the surgical bed, heart beating wildly in a mix of excitement and nervousness. After this simple procedure which couldn’t even be categorized as a surgery, he would emerge as a new man, with a new life ahead.
He briefly wondered how he would tell his family and friends when he got back. He had come here without telling anybody, after all…
The doctor placed a ventilator mask above his mouth, interrupting his thoughts.
“Last chance, are you ready to turn yourself into an unfertilized Omega and cut off any possibility to have a happy family for yourself?”
He glared at the old man and pressed the mask over his nose and mouth himself. If he was worried about that, he wouldn’t be here in the first place.
“...You utterly poor boy. Don't say I didn't warn you. Now, slowly breath in and out.”
He did, feeling his muscles relaxing into the table. The room was starting to go hazy…
Beside him, the doctor got up and walked away. Moments later he heard the door opening.
What is he doing, shouldn’t he be operating on him?
“He’s under, you can come in now.”
What?
He tried to get up, to do anything, but not a single one of his muscles obeyed him. Already, the sleeping gas was seeping into him. The only thing he could do was lay there and listen to the footsteps of… two men entering the room and approaching him.
Their shadows entered Bakugo’s vision, and his eyes widened in horror.
“Hello, Kacchan.”
“Afternoon, Bakugou.”
Deku and IcyHot! Two infamous villains who had been causing trouble left and right for the hero society. Violence, murder, drug-trafficking… there was nothing these two wouldn’t do. The fact that they were co-bosses of their own gang only made it so much worse for anyone wanting to capture them. Heroes and civilians had fallen in front of their feet, and they had been labeled ‘highly dangerous criminals, allowed to be exterminated on site’ ever since Bakugou became a hero.
Even though Bakugou’s eyesight was growing hazier and hazier by the second, he could still catch two pairs of eyes watching him with identical hungry looks.
That’s right. These two Alpha had been loudly vocal about their desire to claim him...
Why the fuck… were they here?! No, screw that! Why the hell didn’t he think of this possibility before coming here to this shady clinic?!
“Aww, look at him Shouto, he’s trying to resist the sleeping gas.”
Only when he saw Deku’s tongue darting out that he noticed the villain had picked his hand up and was now blatantly licking his palm. He wanted to jerk his hand back, or at least make a disgusted expression, but he had no feeling in his body, just keeping his eyes open took a considerable amount of effort.
“Well, not for long, he’ll be out soon.”
Since when did that two-toned bastard raise one of his legs up over his shoulder?!
What did they intend to do with him?
“Now Kacchan, are you ready to become our Omega?”
No.
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It was so warm, and comfortable, Bakugo woke up surrounded by heat and his familiar sweet glycerin smell. But there were two other, stronger and more alluring scents mixed in with it. He took in a deep breath and felt the earthy scent of pinewood, along with the warm smell of charcoal burning permeated his lungs. They mixed so perfectly with his own smell, and that somehow relaxed him even more.
His body felt too light and too heavy at the same time, his brain submerged in the water, trapped in the hazy, half-conscious state between sleep and awake.
He could feel weight on his body. When he tried to wriggle a little, he realized something was pressing on him from all sides. Something warm, smooth… and moved when he started moving. He wanted to open his eyes to see what they were but found that he couldn't. Some kind of material wrapped tightly around his head, blocking his sight. And when he tried to use his hand to take off whatever it was, he discovered that they were bound behind his back.
This fact should’ve freaked him out. But for some reason, his brain just couldn’t raise above the hazy state he was in. His entire body felt so, so relaxed to the point that he didn’t want to move. The two sets of large, warm hands began to massage all over his body, making his muscles even more loose and pliant.
His head was tilted on one side and a wet appendate trailed across his face. It prodded at his lips, seeking entrance. He obediently opened his mouth, letting it slip inside and took his breath away.
What Bakugou didn’t know, couldn’t possibly know, was that he was laying on his own mattress, under his numerous blankets, pillows and clothes he normally used to build his nest. The two villainous Alpha who kidnapped him had painstakingly broken into his apartment and brought nearly every piece of cloth he owns, just to recreate a near-perfect replica of his nest in their own base.
They had stripped Bakugou bare, tied his hand behind his back and snapped a blindfold over his eyes. After that, they had spent hours stimulating his glands, smirking in satisfaction when his body beautifully responded even when unconscious. Once they deemed he had released enough Omega pheromone, they began to scent, rubbing their own scent glands against his and trailed their wrists all over his prone body. They got naked and went under the blanket with Bakugo and saturated his nest with as much of their Alpha pheromone as possible.
So far, everything had gone just as predicted. The Omega woke up already under the subduing effect of their combined pheromone, and didn’t even seem to realize who was holding and touching him. He offered no resistance when their hands groped his body and obediently opened his mouth when Izuku went for a kiss.
Nevertheless, they suspected that this situation wouldn't continue for long. So they had to make the most out of this limited window when the omega was still in his daze.
Todoroki carefully turned Bakugou to his side so that Deku could have more access to Bakugou’s mouth while he himself began to lap at the side of Bakugo’s neck, right over his scent gland. He reached down in between the blond’s leg and pleasantly found out that he’s already hard, precum had oozed out of the tip and smeared on both his and Deku’s stomach.
Bakugou moaned into Izuku’s mouth when Todoroki took his member in his hand and began to lightly stroke it. The Alpha slipped a leg between Bakugou’s and hooked it over his own, creating more space so he could reach his most intimate part below the Omega's balls.
At the same time, Deku was deepening his kiss and wrapped a hand over his head so he couldn’t get away, totally ignoring Omega’s muffled protest as he ran out of air. He trailed a hand alongside his neck, down his chest and settled over one of his puffy nipples. Pressing his large palms on Bakugou pecs, he marveled at how soft and big it had become compared to when they first brought him here.
An Omega’s breast, especially a male omega like Kacchan, typically never swelled up this big without an Alpha’s hormone influence. Similarly, their body would only get this soft and alluring under an Alpha’s care.
A long time ago, people said an Omega only existed for their Alpha, and that an Omega’s body can only truly bloom when they meet their mate, the one who will dominate them forever. Deku wholeheartedly believed in the theory. That was why when the doctor, who basically worked for them, tipped them off that his precious Kacchan, the only Omega he deemed worthy of his claim, had decided to abandon his Omega’s identity, he had been more than furious. Thank goodness after consulting his trusted partner Todoroki, who he knew had harboured the same desire for the Omega hero, they had agreed that they had to take him before he could do something so stupid to himself.
It was a piece of cake to get Kacchan into his base. And considering the fact that the Omega was writhing in pleasure between them, Deku was convinced that their actions were right.
“God, Midoriya. He feels so good...”
Todoroki murmured into Bakugou’s neck, both of his hands were doing something between Bakugo’s legs that had him jerked periodically and kept rubbing himself on Deku’s stomach.
Deku reluctantly parted with Bakugou’s mouth, leaving his mouth red and shiny with their shared spit as he took in a big gulp of air. The Omega started moaning loudly once his mouth's no longer occupied.
“Is he wet yet?”
“See for yourself." Todoroki smirked.
Deku let out a huffed laugh before slipping a hand between Bakugo's spreaded legs. He reached the omega’s hole just to feel Todoroki’s two fingers buried deep inside it and was thrusting in and out slowly. Bakugou’s slick made a squelching noise everytime Todoroki pushed his fingers in.
He wet his own middle finger in Bakugou’s slick and tentatively pushed in his hole. The feeling of velvety heat stretching around his finger made him groaned.
“Fuck, he is so fucking tight, barely fit in three fingers.”
“Yeah, obviously he's never been with anyone before,” Todoroki growled, a virgin omega, all pliant and spreaded out to be taken… Fuck, he’d never been this hard before in his life.
Deku didn’t fare much better, that knowledge alone was enough to make him as hard as a diamond. He started to rock against the dazed omega, letting their cocks slided together while simultaneously thrusting his fingers in and out of his hole together with the other Alpha.
“I get dibs on his ass first,” Todoroki declared.
“No fucking way, I’m the one who actually made the plan to get him. I’ll be the one to deflower him,” Deku argued.
“Why does that matter? By the time the night end, he’ll be mated to both of us anyway. Who cares who’ll take him first?”
“Then why do you want to go in first, huh?”
“Come on…”
Bakugo stirred between them. The argument had broken through the fog in his mind. He didn’t want to leave the space he was in, though. It was nice, warm and safe, he’d never felt this good, and he knew he was in good care. However, as the volume grew, he felt his awareness returned to him bit by bit.
With a violent jerk, Bakugou’s whole body jumped to full awakeness. He let out a scream and immediately tried to flee from whatever’s violating his body. And just as immediately, strong hands hold him down, preventing him from so much as lift his torso up. Bakugou thrashed around, pulling his limbs vigorously, and when a palm tried to block his mouth, he snarked up and bit it hard.
He believed he had drawn blood.
“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!! WHAT THE- WHAT THE FUCK!? DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME.”
“...Told you he’s gonna wake up!”
“Bakugo, don’t struggle. It’s alright, hey!?”
By some miracle, Bakugo finally pulled one of his legs free from the anonymous person’s grip. He kicked out, his legs met a broad chest and whoever it was actually got sent back by the power of his kick. With his legs free, all it took was a skillful twist of his body to deliver a knee kick to the person holding his upper torso, then wriggled out from under him.
He stood up, fully aware that he was naked, cock hard and hole dripping with slick, his hand was bound securely behind his back, and he still couldn’t see anything, thanks to the material over his face. His whole body felt so hot and lethargic, to the point that he just wanted to lay back down again.
Worse, he still remembered the sensation from moments ago, those touches still lingered on his skin. And that fact made his face heated up in anger and shame. Memory flooded him, and Bakugou knew right away what kind of predicament he managed to fall in this time.
“You… wretched pervert excuse of an Alpha.” His voice shook. “You… dare to kidnap me?!”
A ruffle sound of fabric, and he felt the two Alpha standing up. Bakugou involuntarily jerked back. Fuck, he didn’t want to appeared so weak, but despite how confident in he was in his ability, he knew how hopeless this situation was. A bound omega, stripped off his quirk and trapped in god-know-where with two very aroused Alphas, who definitely had every intention of raping him.
“Amazing, you can still fight back even in this state…!”
“Very incredible Kacchan, I don’t think I even heard about an omega this deep under two Alphas’ pheromone can mutter a word of protest, let alone fighting back like that. As expected, you’re truly one of a kind.”
Their ‘praise’ made his stomach churned in disgust even as some small part of him, the one governed by his dynamic and hormones, preened .
He snarled at them in an attempt to hide that part from himself.
“Shut the fuck up and release me right now!!”
“After all the trouble we’ve run through to get you here, are you serious?!” Deku let out a muffled laugh.
“You’ll do something stupid like trying to get your glands removed the moment we let you out, so no can do.”
“It's none of your business what I do to my body. Release me right this fucking second o-or else…”
Bakugou loathed that his voice broke at the end. His threat sounded weak, more like a desperate plea. Now that the adrenaline from the earlier panic had passed, Bakugou once again became aware of how potent the Alphas’ pheromones were in the air. The smell was so overwhelming, it made his whole body tremble.
Already he could feel the wanting from before returning. His legs wobbled, threatening to give out under him. The telltale emptiness increased the more he breathed in the toxic pheromones.
Deku and Todoroki purposely inched closer and closer to the frightened omega, who was panting harshly and scooted back until his back met a wall. From how flushed up his whole body looks, and the intoxicating pheromone Bakugou still pumping out, probably unconsciously, they didn’t have to worry he’ll escape, not with the state he was in. Still, they didn’t want him to hurt himself.
“And why would we do that?! Kacchan, today we are going to claim you.”
“Hah, ‘we’?!” Never thought you two fuckers were ones for pack dynamics."
He kept walking backward along the wall to get away from them. He couldn’t feel a breeze in this place, where’s the fucking door anyway?!
“Stop trying to find an exit, this room is locked by a quirk. You’ll never be able to get out.”
Todoroki inched closer and tried to put his hand on Bakugou, but he's prepared. Bakugo crouched down to escape the outreaching hand and did a clean sweep motion with his feet. Todoroki dropped onto his back with a huge thump. The Omega used this opportunity to jump over him and dashed to the other side of the room.
Deku laughed out loudly.
“Amazing, utterly amazing. No one would even think you’re tied up and blindfold, and you can kick an Alpha off his feet. Ahahaha!!”
Of-fucking-course he could. He didn’t spend years fighting villains to be compromised by a piece of fabric over his eyes and some lousy cuffs on his hands. He didn’t voice this thought, however, more like he couldn’t. The sudden action had robbed him of most of his strength, and it was taking all of his willpower to not fall to his knees and submit right then and there.
So he stood there panting, trembling from head to toe, unable to stop himself from inhaling more of that sweet, delectable Alpha smell filling the air. His body was on fire, the needs to be filled slowly invading his brain, and his hole was gushing slick, dripping down his thighs.
A sweep of chilly wind filled the air, and Bakugou had to scream out in horror when the cold engulfed him. When it passed, he could himself stand rooted in place, unable to move anymore; both of his legs had been encased in a block of ice up to his knee.
“Shit! Never thought he could do that.” Todoroki groaned and stood up.
“A lesson for you, for how many times you’ve faced off against him. You sure are naive approaching him carelessly like that.”
Deku shrugged, he ignored the other Alpha and walked over to the omega struggling in the middle of the room.
“Stop resisting, omega. From the moment we snatched you away, your fate has been sealed. It’d be better to abandon that ridiculous pride of yours and submit to us. After all…” He grabbed Bakugou's hair with one hand and held his chin with the other to prevent him from getting away. “You are an omega. You’re better suited to be my breeding bitch than trying in vain in your little ‘hero’ game”.
Bakugo spat on him.
“Fuck you!”
Deku wiped the spit off his face, contemplating for a second.
“...Well, don’t say I didn’t try to treat you gently.” Suddenly he gripped the omega’s jaw so tight he had to let out a small cry. He used this opportunity to shove his tongue inside Bakugou’s mouth and began to kiss him violently.
He only let go of Bakugou when the omega had gone limp from lack of breath.
“Here you go.” Shoving Bakugou to Todoroki, who immediately replaced his position and sealed their mouths together despite the omega’s muffed protest, Deku went to a closet in the room to retrieve an emergency kit. His Kacchan’s bite on his arm had broken through his skin and almost reached the bone.
‘I’m gonna enjoy training that feisty attitude out of him.’ He smirked while applying the bandage.
Then he took out a mouth gag, a special one that had a cock-like protrusion in the middle, and returned to the omega currently being violated.
Todoroki had used his perfect quirk control to spread Bakugou’s legs wider, both legs still deeply frozen in his ice, and raised the height of the ice block slightly until their crotches were aligned. Said omega was being held from behind, scent glands being lavishly licked while Todoroki’s fingers already embedded deep inside his hole again. Incredibly, he still spilled out curses in between gasps and moans, even as his body trembled and had to lean heavily on his very assailant for support.
Deku used the opportunity when Bakugou let out a loud moan to shove the cock gag in his mouth and strapped it up.
“There you go, all nice and pretty for us.” He kissed Bakugou through the gag.
"I want his mouth." Todoroki grumbled.
"Ufufu, later then, when he's mated up and can’t resist our Commands. I must make sure he knows he absolutely has no means of resisting whatsoever, or else the claim may not take".
He pressed their bodies together and used both hands to grope at the omega’s chest, enjoying the soft, heated skin under his palms. Bakugou’s nipples had perked up under the ministration, the swollen red nubs looked so tantalizing Deku couldn’t help but latch his mouth onto one and began kneading the other with his hands.
Bakugou whined and tried to writhe out of their grasp, but it was no use. Whichever direction he turned, there were hands and mouths and sensual caresses. He was losing his mind, having no means of escape but to stay rooted in place and let himself be the playtoy for these two villains.
By the way their fingers (since when did they have gone up to five? And since when did Deku also put his in?) were thrusting and stretching his inside, but completely avoiding his sweet spot, and by the way Deku was stroking his cock, but gripping it so tight he was forced to scream the moment he was about to come, yet they kept applying saliva all over his body and rubbing it on his scent glands, they most definitely were trying to force him into a full-blown heat.
And that’s what scared him the most. If he’s in heat, that means they could claim him. Alpha and Omega mating was a delicate process, and the Claiming bite almost could never take outside of an omega’s heat.
Despite knowing all of this, he was unable to put up a struggle, being tightly restrained as he was. His mind was sinking… sinking…
A gush of slick flowed out of Bakugou at the same time he let out a high-pitched, muffled whine. He arched into Deku’s touches and forced himself down on their fingers. It wasn’t enough, he wanted something more… something bigger, hotter…
He thought he might’ve heard the Alpha saying something to him, but the meaning escaped him. Then he felt them switching places. The fingers in him were pulled out, making him whined at the loss, hole clenched around nothing.
Two chuckles, then the Alpha who was slotting himself behind him lined their hip together, and he could feel it, the hot, throbbing rod between his ass, the tip kissing his entrance.
“Submit to me, Kacchan~...” A sensual voice whispered to him followed by a long lick across his scent gland. Bakugou shivered, and unconsciously bared his neck, allowing his omega instinct to take over.
“Good omega…”
Two sets of hands joined together to spread his ass, the cock at his entrance pulled back slightly… only to thrust into him at the full force. Faster than Bakugou could comprehend, he was filled to the hilt. He let out a huge muffled scream, his world white out inside the darkness of his blindfold.
“Coming just by putting it in? What a virgin.” Someone smirked.
Something akin to coherence sparked in him, and he wanted to protest, but that thought got swept away when that cock immediately pulled back… and forcefully thrusted into him again. Bakugou cried out, all thought flew right out of him each time Deku (because that could only be Deku’s cock) bottomed out.
The Alpha kept a punishing pace, purposely aligning himself so that he punched right into his prostate. The force of his powerful thrusts pushed Bakugo forward the Alpha still in front of him, gliding their cocks together, while skillful hands and tongues still roamed all over his body.
“Good omega, just perfect for us… what a great whore,” Todoroki mumbled into Bakugo’s chest. The way their bodies slotted perfectly together aroused him incredibly. He licked and sucked and kneaded at every inch of skin he could reach, marvelling at the way the bruises and bite marks blossomed across fair skin. The heat pheromones Bakugo was releasing, plus the way he cried and whined as he was brutally fucked sent blood straight to his dick. Todoroki placed an open mouthed kiss on top of the omega’s gag, silently cursing his partner for choosing this type of gag instead of an o-ring type.
After a particularly hard thrust, Bakugo came again, and Todoroki had to squeeze his own dick to prevent himself from cumming. They were in the middle of a claiming ritual, and he wasn’t going to waste his precious seed outside of his omega’s body.
Instead, he used his fire to release Bakugo’s legs from their ice prison since, at this point, the omega was probably too deep in his heat to offer any kind of resistance. His judgement was right, Bakugo flopped right into his hands once his legs lost their support, driving Deku’s cock even deeper inside him, the only motion he made was the involuntary jerks and spasms of his muscles at the unrelenting cock kept drilling into him.
“That a...hah... good damn move Shouto… fuck… I’m even deeper inside him now,” Deku, who had been losing himself to his rut and had been keeping rather quiet, commented. The knot on his cock was already forming, and it popped in and out of the omega, making wet squelching noises everytime it dragged past the outer rim.
“What a perfect cocksleeve, hah, you’re obviously born for this… Why are you wasting time playing a hero when you can be here, being our cockwhore Omega? Fuck!”
Deku’s Alpha screamed at him to just lock his knot in and bite the omega right this second, but he couldn’t do that. He and Todoroki already had an agreement way back when they laid out this plan.
They were about to enact an ancient practice, which is extremely dangerous that it had been banned and hidden from public knowledge ages ago, to the point where people just think of it as a far-fetched legend. Tonight, between the three of them, they’d bring the legend back to life.
They would both knot and mate him, together, at the same time.
Typically, an Omega could be bonded to several Alphas, as in a “pack Omega”. Just simply by claiming him in succession, and he’d become the omega of their ‘pack’. However, this method required a pre-established order between the Alphas. The head Alpha would claim the Omega first, then after that the second strongest… all the way til the weakest Beta. The Omega, along with any pup they would sired, would automatically belong to the head Alpha. Everyone else could only have access to them if the head gave permission.
That kind of pack order didn’t exist between Deku and Todoroki. Ever since they’d partnered up years ago, they had been sharing everything equally between themselves. Be it food, drink, killing targets, spoils from their crimes, whores whom they used and dumped… Why would this Omega be different? They were both equally lusting after this incredible Omega, so they would share him equally together.
“Todoroki, it’s time.” Willing himself to still his hips, he gestured to his partner.
The white-and-red haired Alpha nodded, shifting Bakugou’s weight. Deku took the hint and quickly hooked his arm below one of Kacchan’s knees so they each supported one leg of the Omega.
With one hand free, Todoroki reached for the Omega’s sloppy entrance, wet his fingers on the excessive slick trickling out, and tentatively pushed a finger inside besides Deku’s cock.
All three of them groaned.
Todoroki didn’t waste too much time. He immediately set an even pace, pumping in and out a few times then quickly adding another, then another. Soon after, Deku’s finger also joined in. They scissored then pulled them apart, attempting to make his once-virgin hole even more loose than he already was.
Bakugou whined and thrashed around. Now that the fucking had ceased, he was starting to come back to his senses. And his senses told him it was fucking hurt down there.
“Shh… it’s okay… you can take it, a good Omega can take it…”
“Relax, Bakugou… or else this’ll get dangerous”
“Omega, relax.”
“Relax!”
He stiffened, the combined power of two Commands weighed on him as his instincts screamed at him to submit.
Stubbornly, he fought back against the Commands, years of hero training to resist Commands resurfacing as he broke out of their power. However, this bout of struggle also rid him of some of the last bit of energy he had. The two assholes obviously realized it, because they repeated their Commands, and then repeated, and repeated, until he was completely drained.
With the last Command, Bakugo let out a choked sob as his body went limp against his will.
As soon as his move ceased, their moves resumed. This time, both Alphas took time to be extra gentle, spreading their fingers around carefully, and the cock in him was also slowly pulling in and out, fucking him shallowly to distract him from the pain.
They were praising him, musing about how good he was taking it, how perfect of a fucktoy he was, and how they’re sure he could ‘make it through the process’.
He hated them. If he still had his strength, he’d blast both these degenerate Alphas to next year for daring to speak to him with such a condescending tone. At the same time, he was horrified, he had a feeling the “process” was more than just a simple claiming, though this predicament wasn’t any better.
Soon, his cock, which had wilted since he broke out of the trance, slowly filled out once more. The pain in his hole started to mix with pleasure to the point he couldn’t separate them anymore. He realized, belatedly, that he had unconsciously grinded his hips down to meet the Alpha’s thrust.
The whine he released when they pulled their fingers out, leaving his hole gaping and empty, even though Deku’s cock was still in it, made him want to slap himself.
And then, when he felt a blunt, sloppy head at his entrance again, his heart dropped to his stomach.
No, no, no, no, no, just no…
But it wasn’t like anyone cared about his protest. In a swift movementmoment, Todoroki thrusted up, and the head popped in.
Bakugou wailed.
It was a slow and agonizing process. Despite being thoroughly stretched, Bakugou was still tight, too tight for Todoroki’s cock. The Alpha had to push in bit by bit, occasionally slightly pulled out and pushed back in, inch by inch stretching Bakugo gradually with his dick.
Finally, Todoroki bottomed out, both cocks nestling beside each other inside the tight, hot channel. All three of them sighed in unison.
The Alpha both grinded experimentally into Bakugou. He let out a small whine, body shaking pitifully in discomfort. But his hole didn’t seem to be damaged.
Todoroki and Deku looked at their Omega with satisfaction in their eyes. What a strong Omega they’d managed to get their hands onto. Already they could tell three of them matched one another perfectly, though the crying, twitching Omega in between them didn’t know it yet.
“Can you feel it, Bakugou… we are both inside you now,” Todoroki purred in Bakugou’s ear, hand trailed to his stomach to feel their cocks through the Omega’s skin.
“There has never been any Omega who can take our combined lengths without tearing. You are really perfect for us… and we are perfect for you too.” Deku kissed Bakugou’s gland and smirked when the Omega attempted to shake his head in denial. Denying all he wanted, the fact that Bakugou’s cock had never gone down since Todoroki pushed in was proof that he enjoyed this too.
Deku and Todoroki exchanged glances and shifted positions. Now, Todoroki held both of Bakugou’s legs up, and Deku gripped his bound hands with one hand, the other went for his hip.
It was time to start the real Claiming process.
Grabbing the Omega’s body tightly, ignoring his last, pebbled attempt to protest, Deku slowly pulled out until only the head remained inside, then immediately slammed back in.
Oh, he could enjoy Bakugou’s pained cries forever.
On cue, Todoroki also followed Deku, snapping his hips and drove his cock into Bakugou. Everytime the greenhead pushed in, he pulled out, and when Deku pulled out, he thrusted back. They readjusted their position so that every time they bottomed out, it punched straight into the omega’s prostate.
On and on it went on, their cocks mercilessly drilled into him, all the while Bakugo's choked cries and moans filled the air.
Slowly, the pain melted into pleasure. The burning in his hole felt good, and every violent thrust aimed straight to that little spot within him sent stars to his eyes. Bakugo writhed between them, hip grinding down to meet their cock in an attempt for more pleasure.
But then, he felt it. A lump on the base of their cock, catching on his rim everytime they pushed past it. And they were still swelling up.
Impossible…
It wasn't a spark of reason what caused him to start struggling again, it also wasn’t because it started to hurt again, but a pure, utterly instinctual feeling of panic.
Bakugo’s omega screamed at him, telling him to get away as far as possible. His instincts told him he was going to die if he didn’t escape.
He let out a high-pitch scream and thrashed around, uncaring that this action might cause his oversensitive hole to tear open.
Of course Todoroki and Deku didn’t let him, they gripped him with all of their strength and rained Commands on him.
“Stop struggling.”
“Stay limp.”
“Relax.”
Bakugo choked out another scream, his survival instinct fought to drive back the inner omega’s needs to obey alpha’s commands. Even in his heat-dazed state, the omega refused to surrender easily. But the way his body froze up at the onslaught of Commands had been enough for the two Alpha.
They masterfully kept the litany of Commands going while simultaneously slamming their swelling cocks into him again and again.
It was too much. Their knots kept getting bigger and bigger, putting strain on his inner wall. Bakugo screamed and screamed. He was stretched beyond his capability and yet the two Alphas forced him to take more. He thrashed around in pure uncoordinated panic, as they continuously drove their knots past his rim, onto his prostate.
“I know it hurts. I’m sorry love,” said Deku, sounding apologetic and peppering kisses up his nape.
“That’s why we need you to stay limp and loose. Obey us, omega.”
Bakugou sobbed as his body automatically sagged a little more. A gush of slick flowed out of him, as if his body was trying to aid his rapists in the action.
The pain piled up by minutes as Bakugou grunted and whined everytime one of the half-inflated knots was driven inside him. He vaguely realized the two Alpha were sucking at his glands, wetting them with their alpha saliva, coaxing them to release more omega pheromone, and then he was lost in a world of pain again.
An eternity later, when his voice had gone hoarse from screaming, and his hole was burning so bad he was pretty sure it must’ve torn at several places, the two Alphas halted their pace for a moment… before they both drove their knot straight into him and bit both of his glands at the same time.
White hot pain like an electric knife shot into his brain and Bakugou might’ve screamed, then he passed out.
“...just perfect.”
“What great specimen, Kacchan.”
It was the voice of his Alphas that woke him later. Bakugo was still suspended a few feet off of the ground in between them, but their knot had gone down (he must’ve been out for a good while then), the Alphas alternated between fucking into him slowly and caressing his sore muscle while delivering kisses on his skin.
His glands hurt. He could feel them burn and throb, sending hot pulses into his veins.
This was such a curious sensation. He was aware that his body was in pain, his mouth, his glands, his asshole hurt terribly. He couldn’t even make a muffled sound since his throat hurt so badly when he attempted to. Yet, he felt… light, and satisfied. As if he just accomplished what he was born for. New blood flowed through him, refreshing and reprogramming each and every tiny cell in his body.
It was like his whole being had been remade, inside and out.
A slight shift was all it took to signal the Alphas that he had woken up. They murmured something to each other and withdrew their cocks from his hole. Bakugo let out a weak moan, his lower half felt paralyzed. His pitiful hole gave a weak twitch at the feeling of emptiness, unable to clench up, slick and cum trickled down his thighs in streams.
Gently, they lowered him down and moved him somewhere.
Bakugou sighed in content when his back met soft material. The familiar smell of his nest welcomed him.They let him lie down and straighten his back, neck and head supported by a pair of warm thighs. Hot fingers massaged his scalp lightly. Bakugo purred at the sensation.
Hands grabbed behind his head, and with two soft clicks, both his gag and blindfold came loose.
Bakugo's jaw ached as the cock gag was pulled out, he managed a weak cough and shuddered slightly.
“Open your eyes, Omega.”
He obeyed the Command.
Light flooded his vision, making his eyelids flutter shut for a few times before he managed to open them. And then, he saw them, two bright images hovering over him.
Green eyes, a freckled face, and a tousle of green hair. Mismatched eyes, a nasty scar, soft hair with white-red color divide right in the middle.
A rush of heat surgedsurge inside his chest.
Alphas.
He had said that out loud.
The two Alphas broke out into two huge grins. Deku laughed and pulled him up into a tight hug.
“That’s right, Kacchan. We’re your Alphas.”
“It’s successful, I can’t believe it,” Todoroki muttered behind him and wrapped his arms around Bakugo’s waist, sandwiching him in between them.
“Of course it succeeded. See, I told you Kacchan could take it,”
“You can’t blame me for having doubt. A lot of Omegas die during the double claiming, after all.”
“Kacchan is not like other Omegas, right baby?!”
Deku happily nuzzled him, his green eyes sparkled with pure joy as he grabbed his hair and claimed his mouth once again.
All Bakugo managed to let out was a quiet whine. He felt surreal. He still knew who he was, he still knew who his Alphas, no, scratch that, who these two wretched assholes were. Every strain of reason in his head told him he should fight back, to beat them up and escape. Yet the desire to do so no longer existed. He felt compelled to obey, to serve these two Alpha.
As soon as Deku released his mouth, Todoroki took his place. Then they trailed their kisses toward his nape, where their Claim laid, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin there.
Bakugo’s body jerked at the feeling. In a tiny - and rapidly getting tinier - corner of his mind, he was cursing himself because his body was starting to feel good again.
“Why me…?!” He croaked out, a tear droplet had begun to fall on his cheek.
“Why not you? You’re the strongest omega we know around here,” Deku said matter-of-factly.
“If it is you, you can certainly give us a lot of strong pups,” Todoroki purred and pulled him flat on his back again, head falling on his crotch. “Plus, I got a feeling you can handle both of us. ”
“But enough of that, an omega needn’t know why, he just needs to serve.”
Todoroki’s dick, big and hard and mouth-watering delicious, already wet with precum, poked at his mouth.
“Open wide.”
Bakugou did.
His final thought before his Alphas rammed into him at both ends, was that he should have never gone to that doctor.
‐-‐-------
“I’m home”
Izuku stepped out of the warp gate to the scene of their home base. He tossed his blood-stained jacket on top of a clothes rack. But it slipped off and flopped on the floor.
“Oi, get your dirty outfit off before entering, why won’t you?!”
A tired voice greeted him.
“C’mon, Shou, I just murdered a bunch of heroes, and this is the greeting I get?” Izuku stretched his muscles. It was so good to be back home, he thought as he basked in the familiar scent of two alphas and an omega mixing together.
Todoroki glanced at him from behind the couch. “It was an easy job and hardly worth me overlooking your messy nature. Besides, you know how the smell of blood can affect him. ” He looked down and smiled.
“Kinda too late for that, don’t you think,” Izuku grumbled. He walked around the couch and there it was, between Todoroki spread legs, their sweet little omega.
Kneeling on the floor in his naked glory, saved for the collar fitted around his neck, and a butt plug nested between his asscheeks, Kacchan was dutifully and silently swallowing Todoroki’s cock deep in his mouth, keeping it warm like a good omega he was.
Todoroki was petting his hair, but he didn’t move otherwise. The TV he was watching was blasting with a piece of breaking news. The reporter narrated the events with such disgusted expression on her face. Apparently, thirty heroes were brutally killed in such a way that would leave the most experienced police officers traumatized for life.
“So messy,” Todoroki sighed. “If we went together, we could’ve finished it much more cleanly.”
“Well, what can we do? One of us has to stay home with Kacchan after all.” He shrugged, crouching down to run his hand over his omega’s naked back.
“Hey baby, I’m home.” He purred at the back of the omega and pleased to receive a whine in reply. Kacchan’s body was trembling, he repeatedly opened and clenched his palms as if in pain, sweat glistened his skin.
‘He’s clearly in distress over the news on TV.’ Izuku signed. He wished Kacchan didn’t fight them that much though. Their omega was way too headstrong, even at this stage. How many times did they have to drill into his head that it's impossible to fight a Command from your mated Alpha?
“How long has he been in this position?” asked Izuku, noticing the faint scent of sex in the air.
“I fucked him twice this afternoon and put him on my dick for, hmm, maybe two hours.”
Upon receiving Izuku’s frown, his partner shrugged.
“He kept throwing passive aggression insults around all day, might as well putting his mouth to good use.”
Izuku rolled his eyes as he pulled the omega’s mouth from his partner's cock.
Kacchan made a show of coughing, and Izuku lightly patted his back.
“There, there. You’ve been a good boy, haven’t you? Keeping Shouto nice and warm for such a long time. I’m so proud of you.”
Bakugou’s whole body shivered. Izuku could see the obvious struggle not to flush at his comment of the Omega. But then he glared at him with what he assumed the blond thought was his deadliest stare.
“Stay away from me, you are drenched in blood!! Murderer !!”
“Yeah, yeah, and this murderer apparently is your alpha and the sire of your children. Come on, let’s get you to the bath. I need to get clean as well.”
He gathered Kacchan in his arms and carried him bridal-style into the bathroom, making sure that he didn’t crush Kacchan’s 4-month baby bump between their bodies.
“I’ll make dinner then.” Todoroki zipped his jeans and stood up as well, clearly relieved to be able to stand up and stretch out his legs.
Despite just vehemently cursing him, Kacchan didn’t show any signs of rejection when Izuku bathed him. Even when Izuku stripped out of his bloodied outfit and stood holding him under the shower, crimson water flowing down both their bodies down the drain, Kacchan didn’t try to fight back or jerk away.
A clear improvement compared to when they just had him.
“Your pregnancy is coming along nicely, and you gained a healthy amount of weight as well,” he said as he stroked Kacchan’s lower belly, where his precious children lay. “The next time we go to the doc, we may be able to confirm the triplet’s gender. Aren’t you looking forward to that?”
Kacchan remained silent.
Well, still better than cursing, he guessed.
After both of them had been thoroughly cleaned, Izuku drew up a hot bath. He stepped inside, pulling his Omega along until they both sat comfortable inside the tub with Kacchan on his lap, warm water coming up to their chest.
Yes, this is life. He signed in content.
“You know, this silent treatment isn't bothering us as much as you might think.” He sucked on his Omega’s shoulder. “I think I like you all quiet and obedient like this.”
“...As if I can be anything but quiet and obedient in your hand.”
Finally, a reply.
“Aww, but I like your feisty side as well, it’s Shouto that doesn’t want you talking back.”
“It’s the fucking same, both of you should go to hell!”
“No, you don’t want that.” Izuku bursted out laughing.
“After all, if we’re gone,” Izuku reached below Kacchan, he felt around the plug before jerking it out, earning a gasp from his omega, “who is gonna take care of this slutty body, huh?!”
With a swift movement, Izuku grabbed Kacchan's waist and seated him on his rock-hard cock. The omega let out a long moan, and then started riding him without further prompting.
“Good omega.”
The tremor travelled through his dick told him Kacchan was preening at his praise.
“If you fuck him in there, don’t knot. Dinner’s about to be done!” shouted Todoroki from the kitchen.
“That’s up to Kacchan, he, ah, is really craving my knot right now.” He shouted back.
Todoroki looked at the half-prepared vegetable in front of him before shrugging and taking off his apron.
Fine, dinner could wait. He might as well join them in the bath.
Back at the living room, the TV had been left turned on. The newscaster had moved onto another news piece.
“...Bakugo Katsuki, hero name Ground Zero, was last seen 4 months ago stepping out of XXX train station. He is believed to be abducted but so far, no villain group has claimed responsibility for his disappearance. As such, we are not clear on what has happened to him, nor whether he is dead or alive. A search team has been dispatched for him, but so far there hasn’t been any progress. If you’ve seen Ground Zero, or possess useful information regarding his whereabout, please call 014xxxx....”