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Snow is falling in sheets on the mountains that surround Hawk agency’s temporary lodgings. The howling wind against the wooden structure echoes Katsuki’s misery.
He’d joined the agency just over a year ago after he’d graduated from UA. He hoped to open one of his own soon enough, but being an omega made things complicated.
It was a better idea to work with the established pros and show them that being an omega wasn’t going to hold him back. He can kick ass just as hard as these extras.
If only his heat wasn’t kicking his own ass. It started a few days ago, and Katsuki was staggering through his work days on sheer determination alone.
Laughter and jovial hollering imposed on Katsuki’s ears as he entered the dining hall.
A few noses turned up when he entered the room, but he ignored them.
He scanned the room taking note of the all the merrymaking taking place in different corners of the room. A few boisterous alphas gathered on one side, hosting a dim-witted drinking game for which they pushed several tables together.. Some chatter took place near the bar where several alphas and a few bolder Beta’s postured themselves for a group of pretty beta girls. A game table where alpha and beta’s alike seemed immersed in a competitive card game.
Katsuki spotted Hawks sitting at a centre table and staggered determinedly past any onlookers to slump into the seat across from him.
The sidekick who’d been the table’s only other occupant jumped out of his seat. “Dynamight! You left your rooms!”
Katsuki’s clenched his jaw. “Save your stupid observations for the raid, dumbass.”
The guy’s face softened apologetically, which only made Katsuki madder. “How are you feeling? Can I get you anything?”
Katsuki glowered, feeling his left eye twitch a little at the intensity.. He knew the effects of his heat was making his face rosy pink so he added a bit of a snarl. “Get fucked!! Go find somewhere you’re wanted, Asshole.”
The sidekick nodded meekly before hurrying off to join the jabber at the bar.
Hawks chuckled and Katsuki turned his glare on him.
“Relax kid,” he held a beer bottle lazily in his grip, “he doesn’t mean anything by it.” Hawks set his drink aside and leaned forward. “You’re looking a bit rough.”
“I’m fine,” Katsuki huffed. “I could take out the whole gang operation myself if they weren’t hiding in the walls like vermin. Sorry I won’t look pretty when I do it.”
He snatched Hawk’s drink off the table and took a large swig. The cool liquid soothed the burning fever in his cheeks and settled comfortably in his stomach.
Hawks smiled at him in that half-lidded unaffected way that pissed Katsuki off. “I’m sure no one has any complaints. Especially with that,” he paused fanning his hand beneath his nose, “…fragrance to go along with it.”
Katsuki frowned, embarrassed. “It’s never been like this before. It’s just how it is.”
“It’s natural. You’ve only just fully matured.” Hawks tilted his head. “You’re too hard on yourself. Why don’t you have a little fun?”
“Do I look like I’m in the fucking mood for beer pong?” Katsuki bit back.
Hawks looked thoughtful for a moment.“You know what’s good for those heat pains?” He say, tone suggestive, “is to get a helping hand.”
Katsuki feels immediately defensive. He’s never been with someone during heat. Never let anyone see him like that. Not that it’s anyone’s business to know. “And how the hell would your alpha birdbrain know anything about that?”
Hawks suggestive look makes Katsuki blush, which he hopes can’t been seen through his feverish flush. “Experience. I’m quite popular with omega’s, actually.”
“Clearly your allure has its limits.”
Hawks laughs. Then turns a bit more serious, “But really kid. A little company will go a long way. Kenzo’s a solid guy. And he’s very interested.” Hawks glanced over to the sidekick Katsuki had chased off. “He would be happy to provide you with a bit of…relief.”
“I don’t need anyone’s charity! Especially from some dumb doting alpha. I’m not some simpering needy omega.”
“No one is saying that.” Hawks said calmly, “But just humor me, for a moment.”
Hawks reaches his large hand out, slow but unwavering to the side of Katsuki’s neck. He strokes just under Katsuki’s jaw with the soft skin of his wrist.
Hawks is scenting him, Katsuki realizes with a start.
Before he can protest, Katsuki catches a whiff of the alpha pheromones and almost sags in his chair. A rich pinewood scent fills Katsuki’s lungs, touched with bits of wheat and sunshine.
Katsuki takes a deep breath, his thoughts muddled as he lets the aroma surround him and ease the tension in every muscle in his body.
After what feels like a timeless moment, Katsuki blinks away some of the fog and realizes that Hawks had separated from him and was leaning back with a knowing smirk.
Katsuki growled, slamming his fists onto the tabletop, haunches raised, but Hawks was already getting up.
“Take it easy, kid. Find yourself something to eat, yeah?”And with that he left Katsuki to stir with his conflicted feelings.
The next day, Katsuki woke up feeling shittier, which he hadn’t realized was possibleNot only had his fever heightened, sending chills down his spine whenever he lifted his left his bed, but , his dreams had betrayed him with wretched fantasies about his boss. And he couldn’t stop thinking about them.
But he had a job to do, and he was going to show those bumbling alpha heroes what he was made of.
So he crawled out of bed, shivering and disoriented, and dragged himself through all the necessary tasks of the day.
When it came time to start the raid, Katsuki mind felt muddled and tense.
The gang had some kind of weapon production operation going on out here. Katsuki was going to be the distraction. He can do this. Omega or not, he’s the strongest fucker here. He just had to stay focused.
Until Hawks landed next to him, prepared to start th raid.“Ready?”
All thought left Katsuki’s mind, and it was filled with feverish need and unmet desire.
“Dynamight?”
He struggled to focus, feeling at war with his own body.
“Dynamight! It’s time! We need to go now!’
Katsuki hauled his gauntlets up, but his version blurred. He had to go. It was time to go.
Suddenly the sun is blocked from view. He’s surrounded by feathers in a fluffy cocoon, the musky scent of pine filling his senses. A hand firmly grasps his chin and Katsuki found himself looking through the tinted shades of his boss. “Go.” It’s an order. A command.
Suddenly Katsuki’s body yearns to comply and all his attention zeroes in on his mission.
As soon as the wings flap away from him, he blasts into the air.
Katsuki circles in the air alongside Hawks, barreling down in fiery explosions on the unsuspecting weapons factory below.
Thankfully, fighting villains and flying alongside Hawks comes naturally to Katsuki as breathing, and the mission is a success.
Katsuki avoided Hawks until all the wrap up was said and done. He braced himself for the moment when would be sought out and reprimanded. Or worse, laughed at by that mirthful jerk. But the moment never came.
Finally at the end of the day, he couldn’t take the waiting anymore and caught Hawks before he entered his room.
“Why haven’t you said anything?”
Hawks turned fully towards Katsuki and leaned casually against the door. “What are you expecting me to say?”
“I fucked up.” Katsuki pushed. “Don’t go easy on me because you think I can’t take it.”
Hawks frowned. “The mission was a success. I would have told you otherwise.”
Katsuki sighed, rubbing his hand on the back of his sweaty neck. “I froze up. But it won’t happen again.” Katsuki looked him dead in the eye. “I won’t let it happen again.”
Hawks expression softened, a slight pull to the side of his mouth.”I know you won’t. I trust you, Katsuki. You are the most capable, most promising young hero I know.”
Katsuki glances away and back, shuffling in his stance.
“The only one here who doubts you is yourself.” Hawks finishes.
Katsuki searched his eyes for sincerity.
Hawks smiled brightly. “Stop being so hard on yourself. You’ve done well!” He leaned close into Katsuki’s space, caressing the side of his face with a single finger. “Let yourself have a bit of fun,” he whispers.
Katsuki fever works up a storm. His body is impossibly burning.
Hawks’ pupils blow wide.he steps away suddenly.
“You, uh,” he coughs, “you might want to return to your rooms, lest you receive a little more attention than you desire.”
Katsuki didn’t move.
Hawks turns back to his door. “Let me know if you have any trouble.”
Just as the door begins to open, Katsuki slaps it shut.
Hawks turns to him, surprised.
Katsuki’s chews on his next words before spitting out, “so, you’re some omega seducer, huh?”
Hawks blinked. A sultry smile crept onto his face.
“Please. Come in.”
If Katsuki were to state his expectations plainly, and he always did, he would have thought he’d be wearing less clothes, once he entered Hawks rooms.
Instead he had the addition of a large, bulky sweater, wreaking of alpha that he now wore over his clothes.
Katsuki pulled the sweater collar up over his nose irritably and nestled deeper under the bedclothes he sat in. He leaned up against the headboard so he could watch as Hawks flittered around the room, batting his wings as he did so and filling the room with even more of his scent.
After Hawks retrieved yet another soft material item that he threw on the bed, Katsuki huffs impatiently and shoves off his bottoms to relieve himself from the heat.
That gets Hawks attention for a moment. “Ohh, I know sweetheart,” he coos, “just trust me.”
Katsuki rolls his eyes at the term of endearment while Hawks steps away in the adjoining bathroom.
When he exited, he already had his shirt removed which he then rubbed along his neck before tossing it onto the bed with the others.
Katsuki’s eyes were immediately drawn to the chiseled ridges of muscle etched into smooth pale skin.
Heat pooled in Katsuki’s lower abdomen and a sudden rush of wetness flooded down his inner thigh. He started, quickly bringing his knees together.
Hawks smiled devilishly, stalking the foot of the bed and crawling hands first until he reached Katsuki’s lower half. He draped his fingers along Katsuki’s thigh and dragged them slowly back and forth along his skin. “How are you feeling, Katsuki?”
Katsuki pulled his mouth from the collar of the sweater. “Thought you were the expert, dumbass.”
“Keigo is fine, here.”
That stirred something deep in Katsuki’s gut. “Whatever.” He turned away.
Keigo nudged the side of his face with his nose until Katsuki looked back at him. His golden eyes are just inches away. “You are so beautiful, Katsuki. Do you ever let anyone tell you that?”
Katsuki’s face burned hot. The desire to fight off the sweet words rippled under his skin, but it was suppressed by this consuming thing in his chest that ached to receive the praise. Is this…Katsuki’s inner omega? Is that what people mean when they say that?
Katsuki barely had time to glance at Keigo’s lips before they brushed up against his own, placing gentle, firm kisses there. He allowed himself to respond sincerely, luxuriating in the taste that brought all his senses into focus. He’d done this before, enjoyed sex from time to time. But the added pheromones of his heat were thrilling. Intoxicating. A soft croon escaped his lips before he could hold it back.
“Mm, good,” Keigo murmured between kisses, “You’re so good, Katsuki.”
Katsuki reached up with both hands and gripped onto soft strands of golden blonde hair, pulling him closer. He needed immediate proximity. Needed to drown in the comfort of this warmth.
Keigo responded immediately, lifting one leg over Katsuki and secured both hands on either side of his waist.
Katsuki moaned deeply, rolling his hips upward and gasping at the burst of tingling pleasure caused by the friction. A hand slipped between them, feeling Katsuki between his legs and he stuttered.
“So wet,” Keigo whispered, “you’re already so wet for me, Katsuki.”
“Yes.” Katsuki answered without thinking. “Yes, please.”
When Keigo grasped Katsuki’s small, dampened cock, Katsuki’s grip moved to Keigo’s bare shoulders, digging his nails in.
Slowly, Keigo glided his palm along Katsuki’s length and further, dipping into his warm, wet entrance.
Katsuki keened, his nerves aflame with overwhelming sensation. His brain filled with static. He scrabbled at Keigo’s back, seeking for a better hold. He clasped on to the soft feathery wings, wrapping his arms around Keigo’s shoulders in a hug. “Please,” he gasped, “please, Alpha.”
A deep, growling purr thrummed in Keigo’s chest and he pushed Katsuki flat on the mattress with his free hand. “Open your legs,” he instructed.
Katsuki obeyed without hesitation, spreading his legs wide to give Keigo full access.
Keigo swirled his fingers around inside Katsuki until he was dripping and whining desperately.
After a quick soothing kiss on Katsuki’s collarbone, Keigo removed his fingers and slid off his pants and bottoms.
Katsuki’s quickly surveyed the newly revealed skin as best as he could before Keigo was hovering over him and lining himself up.
Katsuki trembled in anticipation, watching as Keigo gently prodded himself at Katsuki’s hole.
He couldn’t hold back the whimper that reached out to his alpha when Keigo slid fully inside.
Keigo responded immediately, bracing his arms on either side of Katsuki’s head and sheltering him with his beautiful wings.
It was dim beneath the covering and Katsuki could just make out golden eyes and soft features pulled into a gentle smile.
“Take it easy, sweetheart,” Keigo whispered, “my dear sweet Omega. Let me make you feel good.”
Katsuki wrapped his arms around Keigo’s neck as he began to move. The sweet, electrifying sensation gliding in and out. Sharp pin pricks stung at Katsuki’s eyes and he buried his face in Keigo’s shoulder.
The pressure built in Katsuki’s abdomen and he clenched tightly, “shit,” he grunted, “fuck I’m so close, please.”
To his relief, Keigo sped up the pace, pushing, pushing until Katsuki saw white, dropping his jaw in a silent scream. His toes curled as he spilled all over Keigo’s front.
Keigo kept up the pace until he tensed around Katsuki’s body, filling him up with his hot seed. “Mine,” he rasped.
Katsuki hooked his legs around Keigo’s waist to hold him close until their breath evened out.
For the first time since his heat started, Katsuki’s mind was clear and his fever abated into a pleasant warmth.
The musky smell of forest soothes him into a calm sleep.
The next morning almost felt surreal as they were dressing themselves and preparing for a busy day of post mission tasks.
Katsuki nodded before heading for the door.
“Oh, Katsuki,” Hawks called out, “one last thing.”
Katsuki turned towards Hawks, dressed in his full hero gear.
Hawks approached him slowly, “come to me,” he said when he reached him, brushing a strand of hair behind Katsuki’s ear. “Next time. Okay?”
Katsuki thought he saw something possessive in Hawks gaze and turned quickly back to the door to hide his reddened face. “Whatever, dumbass.”