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“Deku, you said there wouldn’t be a cover. I heard them, they said twenty dollars.”
“It’s not actually a cover! It’s for charity!”
“Deku.” She crossed her arms over her stomach, left bare in her cropped halter top, and frowned. “There is a reason I’ve never been to a Cognatio party, or any Greek party.” The word, which had only in recent years entered common use, felt clumsy in her mouth. This house was based on secondary gender, and so was called a Cognatio, as any primary gender could rush. The group here was an Alpha Cognatio. If she hadn’t already known, the sheer size of the people in their Cognatio colors would have tipped her off. “I don’t pay cover charges for amateur hour.”
“I’ll pay it!”
“You can just go in without me.”
“No, please, I need you here in case Kacchan stomps all over my heart.” She snorted and rolled her eyes. Some of the surrounding folks, also waiting in the line that trailed over the front lawn, snickered.
“You’re going to have to ask for his real first name one of these days.”
“I would rather die.”
“So dramatic.”
“I prefer passionate. I have strong convictions.”
“Twenty bucks, cutie.” Uraraka ignored the alpha at the door with fire-engine red hair, gesturing exaggeratedly at Deku. He beamed at her with all the power of his killer smile and pulled his wallet out to pay. “Save a dance for me?” The doorman smiled at Deku, sharp teeth filling his face.
“Kirishima!” Deku laughed and playfully slapped the man’s chest. “You know who I’m here for.”
“Trust me, he sees you dancing with somebody else, and he’ll come find you.”
“Thanks, but no. I’ve only got eyes for- for a certain blonde!” They made their way in the door and nearly immediately ran into a wall of bodies. There must be a hundred people packed into the space. They edged along the wall until they found a fold-out table covered in a collection of miniature liquor bottles and cups. The side hallway where they had ended up was sparsely populated, the thick of the party in the living room and spilling out into the backyard. They each selected a mini and dumped it into their cup, followed by a can of soda. Simple, but effective. They bobbed a bit to the music for a while before Deku’s head whipped around, his nose in the air like a bloodhound.
“I’ve found him!” He moved to dive into the crowd, but Ochako grabbed his arm.
“We’ve been here for maybe five minutes. Dance with me some first!”
“I don’t want to lose him in the crowd! Who knows when I’ll see him again?”
“Literally next week in your Organic Chem lab.”
“I won’t be this hot then!” Deku grinned at her, his soft omega cheeks rounding with the breadth of it, and he cocked a hip and slapped his ass. Admittedly, nobody could rock short shorts like he did. There was a reason they’d fooled around a few times, despite the lack of a romantic spark between them.
“Fine, go, chase your blonde Adonis.” Deku blew her a kiss and disappeared into the crowd, his green curls only barely visible as he made his way to a darkened corner of the impressively large common area. Some people might have been nervous attending a party of mostly strange alphas, but Deku and Ochako each had their own reasons for feeling confident. Deku was intersex, and so while he had many of the physical characteristics of an Omega, his scent wasn’t sweet enough to tempt most Alphas. It had taken years for him to shed shame around that, but once he stepped into pride over his unique nature, he’d blossomed into an unstoppable force. She loved to see it.
Ochako’s reason was simple. She was a beta, and thus uninteresting to Alphas. Beta men gave her much more unwanted attention than Alpha men, and so despite their typically more aggressive natures and broader bodies, she felt more comfortable here than she might have at a fraternity party. It also meant that a night with an alpha was a low-stress, no strings guaranteed romp. They were seniors and about to graduate. She already had a job offer halfway across the country, responsibilities back home, and wasn’t interested in a romantic entanglement.
Which didn’t mean that a girl didn’t have needs. Specifically, big dicked, big armed, tall Alpha needs. She downed the rest of the mediocre beer in her cup, adjusted the girls in her top, and hit the dance floor for all she was worth. With her curves, she often passed for Omega until you got close, so she knew her best opportunity to catch someone’s eye was on the dance floor. Her moves were tight and small so as not to bump unnecessarily against anyone, but she didn’t shy away from touch, either. She accepted a few Jell-O shots from the trays of them that were making the rounds. She laughed at herself as she struggled to get them out of their little plastic cups, tongue twisting and flicking to get the jiggly booze free.
She moved through the dark house and busy pool deck, dancing as she went, batting her eyelashes at anyone attractive. There were a few hopefuls, including a dance that got hot and heavy with the classically beautiful Alpha from her Security Analysis capstone. Momo’s cock felt heavy against Ochako’s ass, but she ultimately thanked Ochako politely and went upstairs with her petite girlfriend. Another hopeful nearly puked on her, so she decided it was time for a brief break.
Her body was sticky with sweat, and when she didn’t find water bottles in any of the coolers, she grabbed a solo cup and made her way to the kitchen. She had to stand in line for a little while, but eventually she was rehydrating herself with a pleased little moan.
“Don’t you sound pretty.” She tensed up, then forced herself to relax, continuing drinking while she eyed up the girl who’d spoken. The blonde pigtails were familiar, but it took her a few moments to place her.
“Toga.”
“Ochako, come play with us!” Her grin was wide, her sharp omega fangs peeking over her lip.
“Absolutely not. I’m lucky I didn’t scar from the first time I played with you two.”
“We told you last time, Jin’s in excellent control of his Alpha most of the time!”
“I’m not interested. Besides, you two were much more into each other than me, anyway. If you just want to be watched, that’s fine, but I’m not the right person for it. I’m too hands on for that.”
“Oh, I know you are.” Toga’s golden eyes glowed in the low light as she leaned forward. Ochako stood her ground, staring Toga down. When their skin brushed, she braced her palm firmly on Toga’s shoulder and pushed her back.
“Find someone else. Or preferably, nobody. But definitely leave me alone.”
“Excuse me,” said a deep voice from behind her and about half a foot over her head. “I have asked your boyfriend to leave for causing a disturbance. Would you like to take care of him?” Toga’s eyes narrowed suspiciously as she sidled out of the kitchen, but not before licking a wide stripe up Ochako’s cheek. She shuddered and wiped at it ineffectually.
“Ugh, how is this so sticky?” The sound of a paper towel being torn, run under warm water, then placed gently in her hand.
“Here.”
“Thanks.” She wiped at her cheek, then turned to face her gentle savior, her eyes going up and up once more. Her mouth dropped open a little. “Wow.” She swallowed hard, feeling her cheeks warm with a blush. “You’re, um, tall.”
“So I’m told,” the obvious Alpha replied with a small smile. “My name is Tenya. I hope you don’t mind that I stepped in. I didn’t want to be invasive, but you looked agitated.”
“Better that she left.” She rolled her shoulder to ease the tension that had been growing in her neck during the confrontation.
“Are you a friend of any of my Cognatio siblings?”
“I sort of know Kirishima, but I’m here mostly because my friend Deku really wants to get into one of their pants. And heart, probably.”
“Ah. Which?”
“Don’t know his name. I’ve only seen him once. A little shorter than you, blonde hair, red eyes, permanent scowl.”
“That could be Katsuki.”
“Katsuki! That makes sense,” Ochako said, shaking her head at her friend. “Deku doesn’t know his full name. The triumphant symphony of music he heard when he introduced to Katsuki was too distracting, so he has to call him Kacchan.” Tenya smiled at that, and Ochako’s heart skipped a beat. Nobody with such a serious resting face should have a smile like that.
“What are you studying?”
“I’m in my last semester of my Economics degree with a concentration in Environment and Sustainability. How about you?”
“Dual majoring in Political Science and Psychology.” Ochako’s eyebrow rose. She spent a moment really taking him in, looking past his deliciously broad chest. His hair styled within an inch of its life, eyes framed in square glasses, and he wore a polo shirt tucked into clean, unwrinkled jeans. He looked kind of like a youth pastor.
“Law school hopeful?”
“Yes. I come from a family of the like.” His manner of speaking was very precise, volume modulated to carry easily without being intimidating. She wanted to stand on tiptoe, reach up into his hair, and mess up his neat locks.
“Politicians, too? Or do they stick to the honorable vocation of law?”
“Sometimes, yes.” Ochako sighed inwardly. You’d think after four years at this place she’d be more used to being the poor kid. “How about your family?”
“Construction. I want to help with the family business.” Best she left it at that. People assumed it meant she wanted to help operate it, which left a better impression than the truth.
“Very admirable.” He beamed at her, making her feel a touch guilty. He said everything so sincerely.
“Well, thank you for stepping in. Toga’s always been pretty driven to getting what she wants, whether it’s a fuck or a fight, and I’m not interested in going down that road ever again.”
“You’re quite welcome. I am relieved I was not overstepping. Besides, it would have been a shame to have had to remove you for fighting when it’s looked like you’re having a lot of fun tonight.”
“You’ve been watching me?” Her eyebrows raised with the question, a pleasurable curl of pride twisting through her at his recognition of her strength. He cleared his throat.
“I suppose it must sound that way. I’m the Cognatio Den Parent, so I’m here to monitor everyone, including our guests.”
“Den Parent? Aren’t you a student?”
“In our house, we use that title instead of President, since the duties are ultimately not very much like a political role.”
“I see.” She poured herself another glass of water. “Well, thank you for looking out, Daddy.” She met his eyes over the edge of her cup, a flirtatious smile barely hidden.
She expected him to blush and stutter, or maybe take it as a joke and laugh politely.
She hadn’t expected the heat that flashed in his red eyes, nor her body’s response to it.
“Dance with me.” She had meant to phrase it as a question. She knew how to play the feminine wiles game, how to be coy and pretend to be passive so men wouldn’t feel intimidated by her, but she was a few drinks in, worked up from all of her dancing, and she wanted to climb this alpha like a tree.
“I would love to. Please lead the way.” The words were polite, but the desire that laced them made her shudder, made her press close to him as they left the kitchen. Her nipples swelled to stiff peaks at the feel of his warm, solid body against hers. She knew they were easily visible through her thin top, that when she shifted and her breasts pressed against the bare skin of his arm that he must have realized he had aroused her. They locked gazes once more, and with the chemistry crackling between them, she half-expected to be dragged upstairs immediately, but he instead wrapped her hand in his and led her to the space outside. He deftly guided her to the outside edge of the yard, where they were afforded some small measure of breathing room from the crush of bodies.
He pulled her against his body nearly immediately, tugging her hand in gentle question, to which she came easily. His hips guiding hers in a slow, sultry interpretation of the driving rhythm. He bent down to accommodate her comparatively slight frame, a thick knee sliding between her own and helping him guide her as they danced together.
“We can still talk this way,” he said directly into her ear. “If you’d like.” She smiled against his cheek, taking his wrist in her hand to guide it behind herself to her ass. His palm couldn’t quite contain the plump cheek, though it was a close thing.
“I’d rather enjoy the music and enjoy you.” He nodded, forehead resting momentarily against her own, and she saw his voice box bob as he swallowed hard. When he looked up and met her gaze again, his pupils were blown wide, the red nearly eclipsed.
“As the lady wishes.” He kept his touch light but steady as they danced together, eyes now locked in an intimate moment. As the music changed, one of them would switch up their movements and would be met easily, time and again. She would normally lose herself in moments like these, but his gaze pinned her here, with him. A fold in the fabric of his pants would occasionally brush against her underwear, and the feather-light sensation in contrast to the warm, firm grip he had on her hips was making her jaw slacken as she panted. Shivery shocks of pleasure ran up her spine, made her clench, made her want.
“Please…” she said, unsure if he would hear her, but his response was immediate. His hand clenched, fingers digging into her plush ass as he ground her down onto his leg. She could feel how wet her panties were, was sure she’d be leaving an obvious mark on the light colored fabric of Tenya’s jeans, but any cares about it she had scattered as his other hand reached around as well. His warm, capable grip had surrounded and captured her, driving her down against his leg over and over. He moved her hips more slowly than she’d normally like, but the roll of it was so sweet she was soon shivering and groaning through bitten lips. Her core flexed as she stole the rhythm from him, grinding herself faster, lost in the pleasure of it.
“You feel so good…” She shuddered at the sound of the Alpha’s growl lacing through his voice as he spoke. “What’s your name?”
“Ochako.”
“Would you like to come up to my room, Ochako?”
“Yes, so much yes.” She gasped in surprise as he lifted her easily, wrapping her legs around his waist and carrying her back into the house.
Ochako kept her face buried in Tenya’s neck as he moved them through the crowd, partially from embarrassment, and partially to chase his scent. As a Beta, she didn’t notice pheromones unless she was very close to the source, but he smelled good. Fantastic. Like leather and chrome and bergamot, one of her favorite ingredients in men’s cologne. Her mouth opened without thinking, and her tongue laved at his wide neck. He shuddered beneath her, making her feel powerful and desired, so she continue up to his jaw, then lowered her mouth again to where it met his shoulder and bit down gently.
He growled, deep in his chest. She startled, her core throbbing at the sound, hips jerking forward in a needy grind.
“I’m sorry, I’m not usually- I can normally contain my Alpha better, I’ll try and-“
“No. Do it again.”
“-calm down.” His hands flexed where they were still eagerly cupping her ass. “You like it?”
“Yes.”
“It doesn’t frighten you?” Ochako threw her head back and laughed at that, the endorphins, hormones, and booze making her feel joyous and light.
“No, Tenya, you don’t frighten me. I’d bet my favorite mouth guard that you were a Boy Scout. No, an Eagle Scout.”
“I was, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be cautious! Alpha instincts can-“
She stopped his lecture by removing his glasses.
“What are you-“
She pressed her mouth to his. He faltered in his steps, and then pressed her into a wall, his lips firm and eager against her own. A thrill of delight shocked through her as she felt the soft styling gel break up under her touch, ran his hair between her fingers, scratched at his scalp. He growled again, louder, and her nails dug into the thin skin there reflexively as both of their hips pressed forward. She could just feel his hardness brushing against her and she squirmed, trying to slide down the wall or get a hand between them. She wanted to feel his cock and how hard she’d made him.
“If you don’t stop that, I’ll end up stripping you in this hallway.” One of his hands slid up to her waist, easily encompassing half of it, his touch warm even against her heated skin. Her top had ridden up, allowing his thumb to brush the underside of her breast. Her hand moved to his arm instead, pulling his hand up under her shirt more firmly against the weight of her breast, her eyes meeting his in a mischievous challenge.
“Get us to your room or I’ll be the one stripping you, Tenya.” Her entire body bounced as he surged forward, kissing her briefly before lifting her away from the wall to finish carrying her to what she assumed was his room, given her brief glance of the tidy space before he was setting her down on his bed.
“I should have asked this sooner. How much have you had to drink?” Her heart fluttered, but she rolled her eyes as she kicked off her shoes.
“Nothing I can’t handle.” She pulled her top off, arching her back slightly, watching in satisfaction as his eyes went just where she wanted them to. “Now, you invited a lady up to your room. You won’t be so rude as to leave her unsatisfied, will you?”
Tenya crawled over her on the bed, pressing her back and down with the size of his body.
“I would never disappoint a lady, but would consider it a special failure to disappoint one as beautiful as you.” His hand caressed the side of her waist as he met her eyes. The sincerity in them made her insides squiggle uncomfortably, so she distracted them both by drawing his mouth down to her breast.
“Get to work.” Her giggle at his muffled ‘yes ma’am’ trailed off into a moan as he pulled her achingly ignored nipple into wet heat. Ochako had curves for days, so she wasn’t used to feeling so petite as his mouth and hand covered her breast easily. She arched into the feeling, bringing a hand up to tease her other nipple, only to have it jealously but gently swatted away, Tenya’s hand capturing it instead. She laughed again, tangling her fingers into his hair once more, guiding him to what felt best. He was thorough and his tongue dexterous, but just a touch too gentle.
“Harder, Tenya, I’m made of sturdy stuff.” He made her wait until he was good and ready to come up before replying.
“Is that so?” He pinched at each of her nipples, more sharply, making her twitch. “Feeling teased, Ochako?”
She threw a leg over his hip, pressing them together to spur him on. He felt big. He was gonna split her wide open. She bit her lip at the thought, the corners of her mouth tugging into a wicked smile. Her hands ran over his broad shoulders and thick arms, slid around his back, not quite able to wrap all the way around him. She tugged at his polo shirt, hands quickly moving as it pulled free of his trousers to caress his exposed skin. The warmth and softness of him made her palms tingle, grounded her along with his breaths against her.
“I want you naked, like, yesterday. Show my what you’re packing under your good boy uniform.” He shuddered at that, and she grinned. “Oh, do you like that? Do you want to be good for me?”
“You’re so…” His voice was breathy as he leaned back to pull his shirt off. “You’re so dominant.” She propped herself up on one elbow, her eyebrow raised.
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve never been ordered like this in bed before. Or ever, really.”
“I’m not good at being passive. Will this be an issue?” He shook his head firmly as his fingers worked his belt open.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard in my life.” Her cheeks flushed at the compliment.
“Good. Show me.” He nodded and stood to shimmy out of his dad jeans. She found a lot to appreciate. His legs were thick with muscle, clearly a runner or athlete of some flavor. He had a nice dusting of dark chest hair that trailed down his stomach, guiding her eye to his thick erection. It was long and a beautiful rosy color, too heavy to stand up much from his body.
“Get a condom,” she said, eyes only flicking away from her prize momentarily. “I want to suck you.” Tenya shifted his weight a little nervously. “Don’t tell me you don’t have condoms. I brought some, but wasn’t optimistic enough to bring any for someone your size.”
“No, of course I have protection. I’m worried I…won’t last.” Her face softened, and she smiled reassuringly.
“We have all night.”
“Yes.” He shifted once more, a lovely blush spreading over his chest.
“You want to come inside me.” She couldn’t keep the laughter from her voice.
“Yes.” The blush was creeping up his face.
“You adorable knothead. Come here, I’m turned on as can be, but I’ll need stretching before I can take your monster.” She shimmied out of her skirt and panties, tossing them to the side carelessly, then scoot further up the bed. “I want you to kiss me and finger fuck me until I can take four of them. Then I want you to take out every bit of that Alpha rutting instinct on my very willing pussy.”
“Yes, whatever you want.” His Alpha fangs had descended slightly and peeked out from behind his front lip. Ochako thought it was cute. He climbed on the bed next to her, then drew her into a deep, long kiss as his hand stroked her hip. She let her leg fall to the side invitingly, humming in encouragement as his hand slid lower, until he cupped over her mound.
“So warm.”
“Told you, you turn me on.” He slowly slid a finger through her wetness, making her shiver as he gently explored, adjusting his pressure and motions with her encouragement. Her hips ground gently, helplessly, the pleasure blooming through her body making her warm and eager. When he slid his finger into her, his large hand was able to easily keep teasing her clit with his thumb and it made her whimper. He stroked and teased her with a tireless rhythm, making her clench and shudder around him. She pulled away from their distracted, heated kiss. “You keep that up and I’ll come.”
“Good. I want you to.” He drew her back into him, shifting so he could lower his mouth to her skin as he continued to work her over. She closed her eyes to focus on the sensations, her body loose and buzzing, a sweet tension building, the slick sounds of her arousal audible even over the music and noise from the party that raged on. Her hands clutched at Tenya as the tension grew, as her body felt desperate, and she reveled in the delicious cliff of pleasure for as long as his eager hand would allow her.
“Ah, I’m close, you’re gonna make me-“ she trailed off into a long low moan, her hips coming up off the bed from her pleasure, grinding into his hand. His fingers felt amazing as she pulsed around him, making her orgasm shake her harder and longer. He stilled against her, and when she slowly opened her eyes, found he had leaned back to watch her come. She smiled lazily at him, feeling sexy and empowered. “Hey.”
“That was four fingers.” She blinked, shivering as he slowly slid out from inside of her.
“Wow. I didn’t even notice. You’re good with your hands.”
“Thank you.” He looked like he wanted to ask something, but Ochako ignored it for the moment, wanting to bask a little longer in her afterglow. She rolled onto her side, reaching down to take his cock in hand, stroking it gently. She let her eyes drift closed again, loving the small twitches and jerks her touch was causing. After a few long moments, she heard him draw in a deep breath.
“I don’t mean to be rude, but how long- are you still interested in-“
“Having trouble waiting, hm?” She peeked one eye open, giving one last friendly squeeze to his cock before rolling onto her stomach, slowly sliding her knees up so her ass was in the air. “C’mon, Boy Scout. Get on a condom and get inside me.”
He moved fast when motivated.
His actions were smooth and assured, but his touch was slightly shaky as he settled in behind her.
“You’re still a little low. May I lift you up?”
“Sure. Move me however you want. I’ll let you know if I want something else once we get started.”
“Thank you.” He wrapped his hands around her and pulled her up off the bed, bracing an arm under her hips to brace her as he pressed his cock against her entrance. She hissed low under her breath. She had a sudden, dizzying mental image of a baseball bat being pressed into her, but brushed it off, releasing a tense breath to relax as he pushed inside of her.
He was so big.
Her guts were about to be thoroughly rearranged.
She was so damn glad she’d come to this party.
He growled as she clenched involuntarily around him, pushing slowly but firmly into her until their bodies were flush together. He hesitated until her body stopped spasming and she relaxed against him.
“May I…?”
“Yes, yes, go, hard, do it.” Her words became shaky as he fucked into her, hips moving slowly, then harder, his fucking just as steady and strong in their rhythm as his hand had been. Her moan came out staccato as his muscular legs powered him into her, again and again. The result was a whole-body pleasure she’d never felt before. She supported so little of her weight that her body jerked with delicious shock waves with each thrust. Ever her head shook on her neck. Her fingers clutched at his bedspread, scrunching the simple grid pattern, and she fell to her shoulder, rolling so she could still breath as she moaned and panted.
“So tight, Uraraka, you feel so good around me, thank you, ah, thank you, feels so good,” Tenya was babbling a stream of consciousness. He was so hard already, he must be crashing his way towards orgasm, but she didn’t mind how quickly it was happening. She found her own pleasure rising, quick to boil over once more.
“Good boy, Tenya, you’re doing so good.” She pressed her temple into the mattress, doing her best to arch into his thrusts. “I’m gonna come again, don’t stop, feels so good!”
“I- oh, god, I have to, I have to stop-“ His hips slowed, but he didn’t pull away, his arm shaking with the effort.
“No, come in me, we both want it, do it-“
“I’m- my knot-“ Ochako’s eyes snapped open.
“I thought knots only happened during-“
“I don’t know, I just- I don’t want to hurt you, so-“ Her mind raced. She tried to think through her horny fog. She was pretty stretched, but she knew from her toy collection she could stretch wider without pain. Tenya's was probably bigger than any she’d sat on before, but…
“Do it. I can take it.”
“Are you sure?” His voice was hesitant, but he didn’t stop fucking into her, slow and sweet.
“So sure. Fuck me, Alpha.”
“Fuck.” He flipped her onto her back, pressing one of her legs out and up, pulling her lower back up with his other hand as he slammed back into her. Hearing the oath from the buttoned up Cognatio sent a thrill through her. Her breaths came out in breathy moans, then louder as she felt his knot catch.
“Yes yes yes do it please knot me I want it yes!” He growled and even snapped at the air as his hips lost their rhythm, fucking into her mindlessly as he chased his pleasure. She moaned her satisfaction at this, reaching a hand between them to hold against herself as he moved them both with his thrusts. There was a slight burn as she stretched, but it felt good intertwined with the pleasure. She spread her legs wider, encouraging him deeper, inviting him with her cries. A few more thrusts and he couldn’t pull back out, and instead ground against her, pressing her hand against her clit and tipping her over the edge unexpectedly. She practically screamed as she came, the intensity of it driven to almost blinding heights as her pussy struggled to clamp down on the swollen knot inside of her.
Tenya fell on top of her, pinning her down as she writhed, and sank his teeth into the bedspread next to her head. He was growling and shuddering as he humped almost frantically against her until he also tipped over, whining in relief and pleasure. After the initial wave of pleasure, which froze his body for several long moments, he rocked in slow, lazy circles as he came and came and came. She shuddered, oversensitive and blissed out at the sensation.
They slowly came down, Tenya lost to his instincts and gently grooming her hair while they waited out the knot.
“Are you alright?”
“Better than. That was amazing. You’re amazing.” Tenya’s blush returned, but he looked a proud. “Such a good boy.” The blush darkened and spread.
“It will be some time before we are untied. I apologize, I am not more prepared for this eventuality. I don’t have any water or snacks near my bed.”
“That’s okay, Tenya, I think we’ll manage. We can figure out something when your knot goes down.” She cracked open one eye to smirk up at him. “We’ll need to fuel up for the next round.”
The early morning light was not kind to the Cognatio house.
Ochako crept through, looking for her shoes as quietly as she could manage. Several people were strewn about in the public areas, still sleeping off their night. She found one shoe dangling off a foot draped over a couch arm, then the other under a gym bag in the hallway where Tenya had pinner her against the wall. She slipped them on, then made her way towards the front of the house.
The smell of coffee stalled her. Excellent coffee. Her hand hesitated on the door handle. It smelled delicious, and was just what she needed before her work shift at the dobok later today, but she didn’t want to delay in her departure. She carefully crept to the kitchen and peeked in cautiously, ready to scamper if she found anybody.
The kitchen was thankfully empty, and surprisingly tidy, given the state of the rest of the house. She stepped inside, peeping through the cabinets for a mug. She found one with their University’s logo on it, and quickly poured herself a cup of coffee from the French press sitting on the counter. The call of milk was too great, so she looked in the refrigerator, wanting to indulge while she drank this decadent treat.
“Good morning, Ochako.” She jerked and banged her head on the freezer door handle as she jumped up and whirled around.
“Tenya!” She almost asked, ‘what are you doing here?’, but thankfully caught herself in time. “Good morning.”
“Did you have somewhere to be?”
“Yes, sorry, I didn’t really have time to mention. I have work in a couple of hours, so I should get home to shower and change.” Tenya nodded, his eyes very serious.
“Please don’t allow me to delay you.” He shifted a little uncomfortably, but kept their eye contact. “I would like to see you again.” She brightened at this.
“Yeah, I could do that! Next time you host a party or whatever, I’ll be here for sure. I’ll even pay the cover charge.” She winked up at him as she sipped at her milky coffee, which tasted like perfection in a mug.
“I meant a date. I would like to take you on a date.” She nearly choked.
“We- I mean, we barely know each other.”
“I believe that is the intended purpose of a date.” Her mind raced. She wasn’t an Omega, she’d not gotten the classes on courtship in Sex Ed. She’d never considered dating an Alpha or an Omega before. It seemed like a waste of everyone’s time, especially now in the middle of her final year of school. Besides that, she hadn’t even considered the possibility of an Alpha wanting to date her.
“I, um, I’ll think about it? It’s just that I have a very busy schedule so I don’t know when-”
“Move it, MOVE IT! She’s gonna puke!” Two women came storming into the kitchen, one pale and sweaty, the other tired but appearing cognizant. They moved at the same time, Ochako scurrying for the door and Tenya stepping further in, gathering the ill woman into his arms, gently pulling her hair away from her face as she hunched over the kitchen sink. What she could see of his face was focused and soft as she ducked around the corner out of site.
She moved towards the front door, picking her way through sleeping bodies in the living room, drinking her coffee as quickly as possible. The poor ill woman’s heaving was just barely audible, causing her sympathy reflex to fire. She breathed carefully through her nose to calm it, the smell of the coffee helping. When she had finished it, she placed the mug on the entertainment center, then slipped out the front door with a sigh of relief.
She pulled out her phone to text Deku, chuckling at the twelve messages she found waiting for her. Seemed that Katsuki had brought him coffee and toast in bed after a very successful night of seduction. Good for him. She hoped they were on the same page romantically. Deku would tell her one way or the other soon enough - they told each other everything. She typed back a few brief messages about her own successful night - including a raving review of getting knotted - then pulled out her earbuds to listen to a morning mix on her walk back to her apartment. She was feeling confident and sexy, if tired and sore, from her adventures the night before.
There was a twinge of guilt for dodging Tenya's date request, but she wasn’t interested. He seemed like a great guy, and would make an Omega thrilled to be his Mate one day. The pillow talk once their lust finally calmed down had been good. As a friendly, social person, she usually liked that part nearly as much as the sex anyway, the conversations often frank and honest in a way best done with a stranger. He had been smart and funny, in a dorky sort of way. When they had talked about family, it had been very clear how loyal he was to his, which was sweet and attractive to someone who also cared deeply for her own. Any family that nurtured someone as responsible and kind as Tenya likely deserved his loyalty.
She unlocked the door to her apartment, making a beeline for the shower and groaning in relief when the hot water hit her aching muscles.
However, no matter how good the sex and conversation, there wasn’t any point in pursuing anything more. Even if she weren’t so set on her specific goals with no interest in breaking someone’s heart when long distance inevitably didn’t work out, she knew her career was her priority right now. It didn’t feel right to invite someone like that into her life when she wouldn’t be able to give their relationship the care someone special deserves. And an Alpha like Tenya would put his entire self into it - she suspected he did nothing casually, even ordering a cheeseburger.
Which begged the question why he had agreed to sleep with her, but that wasn’t any of her business. Maybe even the uptight ones need to let loose now and again. And if all he wanted was an outlet, she would have gladly volunteered - just messing up his tidy hair and polo shirt had easily been one of the top three sexual experiences of her life.
But he had asked for a date.
She dried herself off, hurriedly putting her hair up into Dutch braided pigtails and throwing on her gym clothes. She’d put on her dobok when she got to the dojang. Her phone pinged, and she checked it while she blended up a protein enhanced meal shake.
Bae: So what was tall, dark, and knotty’s name?
Ochako: Wouldn’t you like to know?
Ochako: Deku, if I tell you, you’ll try to hook us up again. Which would be fine, but they asked me on a date, and you know I don’t want that.
Bae: Fair enough. When you’re ready, though…
Ochako: Yeah, yeah, thank you, my personal Omegan matchmaker
He sent back a mixture of lovey and indignant kamojis. Ochako replied with the kissing emoji, then slung her gym bag over her shoulder and headed out to work. It was going to be a long day with how sore she was, but every twinge would be a pleasant reminder of a night well-spent, and a morning awkwardness expertly dodged.