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A month into the semester and Rintaro is already contemplating dropping out - not really, but fuck if he’s not completely over all these classes and schoolwork he must do. Truth be told it’s not all bad though, he’s just a dramatic bitch and wishes he could live the college boy life without those pesky academics in the way.
Two new friends that are helping him survive this journey into the glorious path that is adulthood are Sakusa and Kenma, they share a couple classes together and like to exist in relative silence together. Sakusa is also a wing spiker on the volleyball team along with Rintaro while Kenma’s gaming prowess means he’s got a readily available player two who won’t repeatedly feed the enemy team.
They were headed out of their classroom and walking across campus to meet a few other friends for lunch, then Rintaro planned on sneaking in a nap before his work shift at the convenience store. All in all, a pretty normal Tuesday afternoon for Rintaro since there was nothing else going on until this weekend when he’s sure Atsumu would want to drag him out to a party with their other teammates.
He has been acting like a good little student since university began, maybe it’s time to let loose and drink his remaining brain cells away, possibly find an alpha to hook up with because that was the true college experience. The thought lingered on his mind for just a moment, he hadn’t slept with anyone in high school and virginity was just a social construct anyway, so why wait?
My Alpha...
Ah, Rintaro was reminded of the reason once they turned the corner and he spotted the slightly crowded table that their friends were sitting at just outside of the bustling cafe. Hinata was practically bouncing out of his seat once Sakusa was in his sights, inviting his boyfriend over to sit by him while Kenma peered up from his phone to notice Bokuto beaming back at him.
“Oh, that omega is here,” Sakusa remarked as they were nearing the table.
“He’s getting bold, Rin,” Kenma said as Rintaro clicked his tongue in annoyance, he wouldn’t let himself get incensed by this stray omega trying to claim his best friend.
They were sitting between the Miya twins, their full attention on Osamu as he was talking with them about something that Rintaro swiftly decided didn’t matter in the slightest. He noted the empty chair that was situated between Osamu and Bokuto as they reached the table and sat himself down, then draped his long arms over Osamu’s broad shoulders and kissed the shell of his pierced ear.
“Samuuuu, I missed you.”
“We saw each other three hours ago,” Osamu replied, finally turning his gaze away from that omega, although made no further move to brush Rintaro away from him. Rintaro just slumped on him, his chest flat against Osamu’s back as his piercing green eyes briefly met with the other omega.
What was his name again? Ugh, Rintaro may have to actually remember it if he intends on brute forcing himself into their group because of his fucking annoying crush on Osamu. Rintaro didn’t have this issue in high school, everyone just knew that Osamu belonged to him and to keep their dirty paws off... even if they weren’t technically dating, Rintaro didn’t care to stop the rumors.
Alpha, my alpha, love alpha.
Rintaro’s inner omega purred at their physical closeness, that’s one advantage out of several that Rintaro held over... was Kiyo his name ... Kiyo, Osamu wouldn’t push his clingy best friend away. Kiyo didn’t last too long in this staring contest, instead going to browse through their phone as if something important suddenly popped up, good , it was time this omega got the hint.
See, Rintaro getting new friends meant that Osamu also got new friends and sometimes those new friends were a little too obvious about their intentions. Rintaro was a shameless man, he wasn’t afraid to put them in their place, to let them know where they would stand in Osamu’s life... certainly not as his mate.
“Come inside with me to order something,” Rintaro said as his stomach began to grumble, he hadn’t eaten much for breakfast other than the last banana in the fruit bowl.
“Can’t ya do that yerself?” If Osamu was trying to sound annoyed, it didn’t work on Rintaro as he only went to squeeze the alpha from behind.
“Nope, I’m useless without you, ‘Samu.”
“Then get offa me.”
“Don’t want to.”
Rintaro spared another knowing glance at Kiyo, they were caught looking at the couple's antics and Rintaro just smirked, this alpha is mine, don’t even try it. One more chaste kiss to Osamu’s ear -that received a will you stop that- and Rintaro reluctantly pulled his lanky body away from the alpha.
If it weren’t for these scent patches, Rintaro would’ve been happy to drown the area in his pheromones as a warning, a sign for this omega to fuck off and find another alpha to drool over. Perhaps Kiyo would get the hint this time, there is no room for him in Osamu’s life, not when Rintaro is there and lurking over his shoulder, keeping a silent claim on the alpha.
“What are ya doin’ after this?” Osamu asked as they waited in line.
“Napping, wanna join me?”
“Tempting offer,” Osamu mused, “nah, I’ve got a study group to go to, wanted to invite ya lazy ass.”
“Napping sounds infinitely better,” Rintaro said, “whose in it?”
“Akaashi, Kenma, Kunimi, Iwaizumi, Kiyo,” Osamu casually replied as Rintato felt his eye twitch at the mention of the last name, “Akaashi’s idea since we all tend to work really well together.”
“Mmm... I’m really looking forward to this nap before I go to work,” Rintaro replied, “but I’ll join you some other time, probably.”
“Should’ve known nothing gets in the way of yer beauty sleep,” Osamu teased, Rintaro stuck his tongue out at him as the ultimate sign of maturity, “we’ll meet up on Tuesdays and Thursdays.”
“Noted~” Rintaro went to the register to order his food and quietly reassured himself that Kiyo wouldn’t be able to try anything if they were surrounded by people. Wait, why did Rintaro feel so threatened by them anyway, they definitely weren’t Osamu’s type and didn’t stand a chance.
My alpha...
“Kiyo seems to be into you,” Rintaro said as they left the register and stood aside to wait for his order to be picked up.
“Ya think every omega who looks in my direction is into me, Rin.”
“Because they are, just look at you, the ideal alpha,” Rintaro smirked as Osamu rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest... gosh, why were his shirts always so tight?
“And if Kiyo is into me?”
The question took Rintaro slightly off guard since Osamu usually just switches the topic or ignores whatever Rintaro is saying, “... I would hope you have actual standards.”
“Rude,” Osamu snickered, “I think he’s cute.”
“I’m cuter,” Rintaro smoothly followed up, “if you’re going to be looking for a boyfriend, I’m right here, ‘Samu~”
“Yer ridiculous,” Osamu said just as Rintaro’s name was called.
Rintaro certainly didn’t want this conversation to end here, but Osamu was headed out of the door with Rintaro trailing behind him and they went to rejoin their friends. Kiyo was glowing as Osamu sat back down and Rintaro thought that maybe murder isn’t that bad if it means getting rid of an annoyance.
My alpha, my alpha, mine .
Rintaro forced his irritated gaze away to glance over at Hinata and Sakusa lost in their own world with Bokuto and Kenma standing to leave. A hint of envy pooled in his stomach as he saw the way their fingers laced and Kenma leaned on his taller alpha boyfriend upon their exit.
Maybe it was time for Rintaro to stop waiting...
~
Foreign omegan scents didn’t bother Rintaro once he’d moved in with the twins over the summer and got used to Atsumu bringing home whatever omega he picked up from the club or a party. It was actually greatly amusing to see a few of his hookups get huffy about Rintaro’s scent being all over the apartment then bluntly told that he lives with them, so they’d better deal with it or fuck off.
It wasn’t exactly common for unmated omegas and alphas to reside together, they pretty much had to lie on the paperwork that Osamu and Rintaro were mates or else they would’ve been turned away. Rintaro thought nothing of it since they used that same lie to get in on couples deals or freebies at the open air market, it felt natural coming off of his lips and Osamu didn’t seem to mind going along with it.
So when Rintaro came home from a late night D&D session at Kenma’s place, he waved off the faint smell of cocoa in the air, assuming it was Atsumu’s doing... but that was quickly countered as he’d just been texting him on the ride home. Rintaro followed the scent through the darkened living area and to the hallway where Osamu’s room was on the right, just opposite of Atsumu’s.
It led into Osamu’s room.
The hairs on the back of Rintaro’s neck raised as his inner omega was grumbling within, who is touching my alpha, get that filth away, must scent him, and he put his ear to the bedroom door. There was the muffled sound of the rock music that was likely streaming from his laptop, but nothing else that’d indicate someone else was in there... unless they already fucked and the omega was asleep?
Mine, mine, mine, claim him .
Rintaro knocked lightly on the door before letting himself in anyway, he’d rather not give them the time to hide or pretend as if they weren’t doing anything. Osamu glanced over from his desk, a slightly raised eyebrow as Rintaro felt the relief wash through him from the lack of someone else in his bed.
Alpha stinks. Scent him.
“Did you kick your fling out before I could say hello?” Rintaro went to pull off his scent patches as Osamu’s expression shifted into confusion, “you’re drenched in another omega’s scent.”
“Oh... yeah, I went to this mixer and-” Osamu raised his arm to sniff his sleeve, “I guess I didn’t notice, I took some blockers ‘cause you know how crowded those bars get.”
“Who was all over you?” Rintaro asked as Osamu turned his chair to face the taller omega, “I need to get the stink off of you.”
“Or I can shower?” Osamu went to stand from the chair, but Rintaro’s hand on his shoulder pushed him back down into it, “Rin...”
“Tell me,” his tone was low, commanding as his actions were gentle, he rubbed his wrists along Osamu’s shoulders, his chest, the omega’s pheromones were pouring from his scent glands as he wanted no trace of this foreign scent on Osamu.
“Kiyo was drinking like a fish, could barely hold his liquor,” Osamu said as the sparks of anger erupted in Rintaro’s gut, “I walked him home since he lived close to the bar and made sure they didn’t end up choking on their vomit - nothin’ else happened.”
Rintaro clicked his tongue, this wasn’t enough, he grabbed Osamu’s hand and went to pull him out of the chair, then nudged him towards the bed, “lay down, I need to make sure that he knows...”
“That what?” Osamu said, the backs of his knees hitting the bed, “my best friend is the clingiest omega on campus?”
“Yes, and I hate that you smell like him,” Rintaro growled, he was losing his cool for each second that he was tormented by Kiyo’s scent on his alpha, “unless you like them back?”
Osamu tilted his head as Rintaro was half tempted just to push him back onto the bed and smother him, my alpha, my alpha, get rid of that omega scent , “... nah, yer cute when yer like this, been awhile since we’ve scented each other.”
Rintaro would’ve rolled his eyes at that statement if his inner omega wasn’t preening from those words, instead he went to peel the patches off of Osamu as well. Compared to Atsumu, Osamu’s scent was far more subtle, refreshing as if taking a stroll through a forest after it rained.
Rintaro was wholly addicted, but he tried to restrain himself from outright asking the alpha to scent him as they got into their third year of high school. It was an old... self indulgent habit that was easy to fall into as they climbed onto the bed together and Rintaro went to nuzzle Osamu’s neck.
“Are your blockers wearing off yet?”
“Mmm... all I can smell is ya.”
“Good.”
Rintaro missed this, the ease and comfort that came with cuddling and sharing his scent with Osamu, why did he ever stop this? Did he grow complacent about Osamu -hopefully- only having eyes for him, about other omegas just knowing Rintaro laid an invisible claim on him?
Rintaro didn’t ask for much from Osamu, he was happy with their friendship and their current dynamics of simply going with the flow, but that may not be enough for the omega. He blinked down at the gray eyes that were looking up at him, their bodies entangled together like the mixed pheromones wafting through the closed space of Osamu’s bedroom.
“Don’t come home smelling like another omega again.”
“I dunno... I like seeing ya all riled up,” Osamu smirked as Rintaro scowled back at him, “it... it felt like you were distancing yerself from me for a minute...”
“Do you see me rolling around with any other alphas? Don’t be dumb,” Rintaro went to take Osamu’s wrist and brought the underside of it to his nose, deeply inhaling his scent, “smells so good, missed this.”
“We don’t have to stop then,” Osamu softly replied, his warm hand resting on Rintaro’s hip as Rintaro resisted the urge to lick his scent gland, “like doing this with ya.”
“Me too.”
It’s just what best friends did...
~
Rintaro >>> Some dudes
Rintaro: rly wanna claim osamu
Like fr
Kenma: u havent already?
Rintaro: rly wanna OFFICIALLY claim osamu*
Kenma: lmaoooo
What are you waiting for?
Rintaro: idk feels like a big step
And what if he doesn’t wanna be my mate?
Sakusa: lol
Kenma: lol
Rintaro: lol
Okay good point
Sakusa: Kiyo’s gonna hop on his dick if u dont
Rintaro: UGHHHHHHHHH
I was PERFECTLY fine as just friends!!
But then in comes this asshole
Kenma: yeah that’s how it goes
Koutarou got all ruffled up abt a friend of mine
Sakusa: Kuroo?
Kenma: nah he was always crushing hard on keiji
Still is
Taketora, one of my other friends
Rintaro: oooh
Kenma: it was cute tho
But anyway what omi said
Rintaro: fine
I gotta think of a plan tho
I wanna be FUCKING obnoxious
A week had passed before Rintaro hatched his brilliant plan, one he’s sure would make Osamu his boyfriend and simultaneously tell Kiyo that the alpha was off-limits in a rather petty fashion. He took Sakusa and Kenma’s feedback into mind as well, although their suggestions wound up spiraling into absolute chaotic nonsense that Rintaro may have tried if he were inebriated enough to.
The first part of his plan involved stealing back a hoodie that Osamu stole from him back in their second year, it was the alpha’s favorite hoodie to lounge around in and a perverted part of the omega hoped Osamu used it for his ruts. Osamu immediately noticed it went missing, Rintaro lied about seeing it, and that led to the twins bickering over laundry for the millionth time in their lives, old news.
Once Rintaro was sure that Osamu left for classes, he popped into his bedroom and tossed himself on Osamu’s neatly made bed, he spent a few minutes burying his face into those pillows and huffing that comforting scent. This would prove extremely useful for the next stage in his plan that involved digging into the lower drawer of Osamu’s nightstand and seeing what toys he had in here... oh , a dildo with an inflatable knot.
Maybe Osamu would use that on him in the future?
He fished his phone out of the front pocket of the hoodie and briefly left the bed to pull over the desk chair, then grabbed three of the manga on Osamu’s shelf and used them to prop up the phone... good enough angle. Rintaro hit the record button and headed back onto the bed, he teased just for a few moments as he lifted the hoodie to show off the tight boxer briefs he was wearing underneath.
Rintaro intended to kick it into overdrive as he pulled off his underwear and he could smell his own aroused scent filling the room, seeping into the thick fabric of the hoodie that was already marked with Osamu. If Rintaro had any say in it, this thing would never be washed and he’d make Osamu wear it everywhere as a stark reminder to every omega he interacted with that he was taken .
Rintaro let out a soft moan as he dipped his fingers into his slick hole, it was beginning to drip down his thighs with how his thoughts lurched back to the events over the week. Osamu was more touchy than he had been over the summer, his scent lingered on Rintaro after they hugged and Osamu was needy for cuddles late into the night, it took all of Rintaro’s self control not to beg for his knot.
The alpha had been good too, Rintaro didn’t smell a trace of that other omega on him since then and maybe now that Osamu was consistently wearing Rintaro’s scent, Kiyo learned to back off... but Rintaro needed to prove his point. He switched out his fingers for the dildo as he bent forward on his knees and slowly pushed the toy in, imagining that it was Osamu’s thick cock instead... fuck , it should’ve been him.
Rintaro glanced over at the phone to see his lanky body stretched out, presenting so prettily for his alpha and ready to be fucked, ready to be owned by his alpha. That’s all Rintaro could think about as he fucked the toy into his slick hole, Osamu holding onto his slim waist and pounding into him, calling Rintaro his omega .
God damn Rintaro’s thoughts dived straight into the gutter with this revelation, the fact that someone else could take Osamu from him... he wasn’t going to stand for it, he would wear Osamu’s bite with pride and Osamu would do the same. They were meant to be together, Rintaro loved him so dearly, it was impossible to think of their futures as separate beings when their souls were so entwined.
...
What the fuck , when did Rintaro turn into such a romantic? He whined into the pillow as Osamu filled his nostrils, he wanted the real deal, he needed the weight of his alpha on top of him and to feel Osamu’s knot swell inside of him. This toy wasnt enough, no other alpha on this planet would suit his needs like Osamu, it wasn’t fair why wasn’t alpha here to fuck him?
He only noticed the tears when he felt the slight dampness of the pillow, oh fuck he’s seriously turned into that type of omega, literally crying because he was aching for his alpha so badly. It’d almost make him break out in laughter if he weren’t so close to cumming onto the comforter below him, he tossed himself on his back just in time before his throbbing omega cock made a mess.
Rintaro pulled the hoodie up and over his chest, hoping that his cum shot wouldn’t travel this far as he pumped the toy inside of himself, chanting Osamu’s name as if it was a sacred prayer. If all went right, the alpha would be bedding him by this weekend, if not sooner... he wouldn’t have to imagine it, he’d get to feel Osamu’s lips on his own, big hands pushing him into the proper position for fucking and taking his knot.
That was enough to have Rintaro’s back arching off the bed, his cock pulsed with semen landing on his muscled abs, definitely a smaller load compared to what an alpha could put out... or inside of him.
Rintaro laid there for a few moments, then glanced back at the phone. He had a study date to go to.
~
Rintaro made it to the library about ten minutes after their study group gathered in one of the quiet rooms, he’d texted Osamu earlier that he was dropping by and found his hoodie so he’ll be bringing it. Akaashi, Kenma, and Iwaizumi were sitting opposite of Osamu and Kiyo, all the more perfect positioning for Rintaro to execute the operation, be a petty bitch .
Rintaro pulled the freshly scented hoodie out of his backpack and tossed it into Osamu’s lap before taking a seat next to him, he continued to play it casually as he got out his laptop. There was just the quietest growl that rumbled from Osamu’s chest as that aroused scent hit him smack dab, Rintaro glanced over to see the alpha staring right back in his direction, then tilted his head in mock innocence.
Osamu slipped the hoodie over his head anyway, it was still somewhat oversized on him as Rintaro’s mom insisted on buying him bigger sizes since he grew out of clothing so damn fast. Kiyo scrunched his nose in response, subtly scooting his chair away much to Rintaro’s delight, giving him a chance to follow through on the next portion of his excellent plan.
He opened the lid of his laptop, pulled up some essay that he still needed to finish by Friday and let his right hand fall onto Osamu’s thick thigh, gently squeezing it as he slowly inched higher. The alpha went stiff under his touch, but Rintaro’s gaze was focused on his laptop, not the first time he’s been tasked with typing only using one hand... just this time the man he fantasizes about is right at his fingertips.
Kenma definitely knew what was going on as he shared a tiny smile with Rintaro, Akaashi was oblivious and Iwaizumi seemed to be busy texting someone, from the furrow of his brow it was likely Oikawa. Rintaro continued with his ‘studying’ as his hand drifted higher, fingers grasping at the alphas inner thigh and only peeking over once to see Osamu trying his damndest to type anything.
Rintaro wanted to rip off his scent patches just to get a taste of how horny the alpha was, fortunately another telltale sign was the large bulge that his fingers brushed against. Relaxed, green eyes met with big gray ones as Rintaro kept a straight face, his slender fingers palming and kneading against Osamu’s jeans, he’d make the alpha cum right here if so needed.
“Rin...” Osamu hissed, his low voice sent a warm shiver down Rintaro’s spine and he could feel his own cock twitching.
“Osamu...” Rintaro drawled, bringing his lips to Osamu’s ear, “how about we take this to the restroom? Or do you want to cum in your pants in front of all our friends?”
Osamu’s glare back at him was cut down by how hard Rintaro knew he was, the outline of his fat alpha cock had Rintaro excited to feel it inside of him, to suck Osamu dry of his cum. The hoodie was just long enough to cover Osamu’s situation when he suddenly stood and told them he’d be going to the restroom, he grabbed the back of Rintaro’s shirt on the way out and the omega was quick to follow him.
He didn’t even get to see the look on Kiyo’s face!
But that barely mattered as they went into the furthest stall and Rintaro pushed Osamu against the wall, his deft fingers going to unzip and pull Osamu’s leaking cock from his jeans. Omega’s weren’t the only ones who could produce slick, alpha cocks had their own that Rintaro was spreading down the veiny, hot shaft of Osamu’s cock and got a soft moan from the alpha in response.
“Sssh, alpha, don’t want to get caught, do you?” Rintaro went to cover Osamu’s mouth with his other hand, “let your dear best friend take care of you, yeah?”
Osamu groaned against his mouth, his hips fucked up into the circled fist around his cock as Rintaro went to peel off the scent patch on his neck by using his teeth. He was met with the strong gust of the forest, Rintaro was never going to look at a tree the same way, for fucks sake.
He dragged his warm tongue up the column of Osamu’s neck, the muffled whine from his alpha had slick pooling in his underwear, he really had Osamu at his mercy, huh? His teeth grazed over his scent gland before he latched his pink lips onto it, sucking hard with the intention of leaving a nice hickey and driving Osamu wild with arousal.
There was a hand on his wrist that went to take off the patch there, then he let out a small squeak as Osamu licked the sensitive underside where his scent gland was.
“Don’t think about stopping, omega .”
Shit.
Alpha, alpha, alpha, must please alpha, make alpha cum, be good for alpha.
Rintaro’s mind was spinning as Osamu resumed licking and moaning against his wrist, but he had a job to do... he worked Osamu’s cock like a good omega and sucked numerous hickeys onto his neck, everyone would know.
“Did ya fuck yourself while wearing this? Is that why it smells like sex and yer slick?”
“I did, Osamu,” Rintaro licked his way up the piercings lining Osamu’s ear, gently tugging the metal between his teeth, “wanted to show you how I felt~”
“Ya had to do it like that?” Osamu’s thrusts into Rintaro’s hand were erratic now, he must’ve been so close, “I don’t... I don’t want anyone else knowing how my omega smells when he’s horny... especially not Iwa.”
“You’re still worried some big bad alpha is going to take me away?” Rintaro pulled back with clear amusement on his face, “you are literally ten seconds away from knotting my hand.”
“Don’t care, yer mine ,” Osamu growled, now pushing Rintaro’s back against the stall as that hand was successfully coaxing out his knot, Rintaro was fucking dizzy from feeling the sweeled base under his fingertips. Lips crashed into his own, a messy kiss full of inexperience between them both was shared as Osamu’s release spurted from his cock, landing in thick drops on the bathroom linoleum and dripping down Rintaro’s hand.
“Shit...” Rintaro whispered, all that could’ve been inside of him...
Osamu took his wrist once more, nudging a thigh between the omega’s legs and encouraged him to fuck himself using just that. It truly didn’t take more than a few desperate movements and Osamu licking his scent gland for Rintaro to make a mess in his underwear, it was all so intense .
“... this is what best friends do, huh?” Osamu broke their silence with a small smile on his lips.
“Oh yeah, I actually have an appointment with Sakusa next,” Rintaro teased as Osamu let out an annoyed growl at the mere mention of another alpha’s name in his presence, “wow, so possessive of you, alpha.”
“Takes one to know one, ya little shit,” Osamu planted a kiss on his lips that Rintaro had to chase as the alpha playfully pulled back, “we... we gotta clean up, then... shit I wanna take ya back home.”
“Please... I want you to fuck me,” Rintaro let his desperation bleed through his voice, “and I want your bite... so badly.”
“I’ll give it to ya, sweetheart, don’t have to tell me twice.”
~
They snatched up their things, bolted out of the library, and were barreling into Osamu’s bedroom within record time, their hands barely leaving each other as they fell into his bed. Rintaro was a virgin and knew that Osamu still hadn’t lost it to anyone else, but the stereotypical awkwardness that came with having their first time together was buried underneath the fiery passion that built up with years of sexual tension.
Their clothes were discarded all over the floor as Rintaro was quick to straddle his alpha’s lap, letting their swollen lips meet once more as he guided Osamu’s hand towards his slicked up hole. He was still so very loose from fucking himself with the dildo, so Osamu’s fingers were able to slide up into him with ease - probably a little more than he expected.
“Did ya finger fuck yerself before coming to the library? Couldn’t wait for my cock to be inside of ya?” Osamu left wet kisses along Rintaro’s jawline, “... did ya do it in here? I can smell it.”
“Mmm... used your dildo for it... and got it on film too,” Rintaro admitted, tilting his head to the side to bare his neck to his alpha.
“... fuck .” Osamu growled against Rintaro’s skin, his fingers thrusted harder into his hole, “I’m... I’m gonna have ta’ trash it.”
“Don’t tell me you’re jealous of your own sex toy , Osamu,” Rintaro giggled as Osamu huffed, then skimmed his sharp canines along Rintaro’s neck, “... alpha.”
“I’m tha’ only one who gets to fuck ya,” Osamu’s accent thickened as Rintaro felt those teeth teasing his exposed scent gland, slick was steadily gushing from his hole and down Osamu’s wrist, “every inch of yer body, is fucking mine , I’m yer alpha.”
“Mine, mine, my alpha , no one else,” Rintaro rocked down on his hand, “want your knot baby, please.”
“So pretty for me,” Osamu mused, watching for a few moments as Rintaro was bouncing himself on long fingers, his omega cock was leaking and begging for attention. Rintaro fully knew how desperate he looked, fucking himself on Osamu’s hand, going to pinch and tug his own sensitive nipples as he was chasing that pure high .
“Alpha, how much are you going to make me beg?” Rintaro whined , he could feel himself on the edge, but he really didn’t want to cum like this, “wanna be dripping with your cum... need to be your mate...”
Ah, Osamu couldn’t torment him for too long, not especially when Rintaro was on the verge of sobbing for it, his needy horny omega love. Osamu cupped Rintaro’s cheek and pulled him in for a sweet kiss, slower than the others they shared before, filled with the longing and raw affection they held for each other.
Condoms didn’t enter the equation as Osamu withdrew his hand and Rintaro immediately went to seat himself on a real cock, Osamu being much girthier than the toy. Rintaro bit his cheek hard as he lowered himself and waited for his body to adjust to the alpha, euphoria was rushing through him at getting his alpha.
Osamu peppered kisses all over his face and gently stroked his lower back, offering him soft words of praise as well, they didn’t have to rush as they had all the time in the world... in their lives, really. Rintaro gave a few experimental rolls of his hips, the pain soon shifting into a subtle pleasure as he worked to find the right angle... ah , that felt nice.
Osamu began to fuck his hips upwards too, his hands squeezing on Rintaro’s ass as they settled on a rhythm and Rintaro went to put his wrist up to Osamu’s lips, a silent offering. The alpha smirked before sticking his tongue out to lick the sensitive spot there, Rintaro seriously had no idea just how much that affected him until today... every lick and suck went straight to his cock.
“Fuck, don’t stop Osamu... feels so fucking good right there ,” Rintaro pled, working his hips faster as Osamu was steadily pounding into him from below, “alpha, alpha... ”
“Rintaro...” Osamu’s voice was sultry, his eyes blown out, his handsome face flush with arousal, “I love ya so much.”
“I love you too...” Rintaro joined their lips together once more, wet tongues sliding against each other as he felt a real knot expanding inside of him, oh god he was going to feel that for days, “bite... claim me, I’m your mate.”
Osamu gave a lick to Rintaro’s wrist, baring his canines for a moment as he locked eyes with Rintaro, this would change their lives forever... they’d be bonded mates and not just stupid friends dancing around each other.
“Please...”
Rintaro hissed as Osamu sank his teeth into his wrist, the pain was nothing compared to the knot that was popped against his walls, the cum that was pooling within him, their freshly sealed bond together. Rintaro leaned forward to complete their bond, biting into Osamu’s shoulder as the alpha groaned in pleasure, it was so lovely to have confirmation of how much they adored each other.
“My sweet darling,” Osamu curled a hand around Rintaro’s cock, only needing a few tugs for him to reach his orgasm. Rintaro nuzzled his neck, riding out his orgasm as Osamu milked him... it’d be at least half an hour before his knot deflated and neither had any intention of moving.
“Wanna show me that video ya made?”
Well... that half hour may be extended...
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Fridays were exciting, Fridays meant there would be a party to attend, a movie to head off to, maybe fucking around at the shopping plaza, something in public where Rintaro could hang off of his alpha. His chin sat on Osamu’s shoulder, lanky arms wrapped around his middle as his green eyes searched their crowd of friends, ah , there that fucker is.
Rintaro hugged Osamu tighter, his lips pulling into a smug grin as Kiyo’s glare only fueled his possessive streak, tough luck sweetheart.