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If Megumi had any other choice, he could not have lived together with other people. Now, with the economy being what it was, he happened to not have that, and therefore shared his space with not just one, but three other people.
Two of them were betas. Harmless, not causing trouble and mostly interested in staying in their rooms, doing whatever.
The third one…
Alpha. And Megumi, as god intended, was an omega. Many mistook him for being a beta however. This guy hadn’t, nose too sharp to miss out on the omega pheromones in the apartment, but he had at least been smart enough not to make a deal of it.
The problem with this alpha was… plenty. He was too rowdy, first and foremost. His favorite thing to do was being out and socializing with whatever people and dragged home a mess of scent each and every day, which Megumi kindly asked him to refrain from doing. To no avail.
And the habit of taking a stroll across the apartment with only a towel tied around his wait was another issue. Flaunting a well-shaped body, inked skin, damp hair nonchalantly combed back, in hopes of getting appreciative glances from others. So typical alpha, the type of guy who thought he could just snap his fingers and omegas would come running to his side, as if he was god’s gift to them.
And even describing all of this dislike, when Megumi was about to summarize what he thought of this man, why would it be so that what popped up in his head ended up being: handsome?
Megumi would sometimes hear the alpha hum to himself while he poked around with chores. It would make the dumbest melodies stuck on his mind on repeat, leaving him humming the same tune while at work, no matter how he tried not to.
And no matter the disdain he felt, Megumi had to admit that Sukuna wasn’t a bad roommate. If anything, he kept the place tidier than the other two, who had a habit of leaving their dishes in the sink for days. Sukuna didn’t even say anything of the matter, simply did them while doing his own, and that was all there was to it.
His kindness annoyed Megumi to an extent, but there was no telling why. Since when was it a problem that someone actually helped out with chores with no complaints whatsoever?
Then came the day Megumi had been expecting. He knew his body well, and his upcoming heat was a subject he would have to bring up with the alpha no matter what. Surprisingly, Sukuna came to him first.
“Megumi, can I talk to you a little?”
Megumi looked up from his position on the couch, reluctantly taking his eyes off the game of Monopoly he had been entertaining himself. Not that it required much attention, as was the case with a lot of mobile games nowadays. Most of it was taking care of itself either way.
“Sure.” Megumi tucked his feet closer as Sukuna took a seat on the couch. Why he felt as if it was necessary to sit there when talking, Megumi wouldn’t know.
“So… Are we going to address the elephant in the room?” Sukuna asked with a crooked smile.
Credit where credit is due, as one said, and Megumi had to give it to the alpha for not trying to dance around the matter at hand.
“If it’s my heat you’re worried about, I can assure you there isn't going to be a problem.”
“Alright. I know it’s different for everyone and you’re the type of person not to do anything irrational or anything, so I know you’ve got it covered, but still wanted to just check. You know. Out of courtesy.”
“How chivalrous of you.”
Sukuna chuckled at this. “Look. I know you don’t like me very much, but if there’s anything I can do, let me know.”
“I got it covered.”
“Okay.” Sukuna patted Megumi’s feet with hit palm, twice, then got up again. Megumi watched him saunter away before glancing down to his feet. Why had he done that? Just a little… Pat pat.
It was nothing, really. Nothing to even take notice of. The only reason he did, Megumi figured, was because Sukuna in general wasn’t much of a touchy guy (respectful, admittedly) and because of the hormones raging around his body.
No big deal. And it wouldn’t be.
So came the high of Megumi’s heat. His heats were generally mild. The thing that could be read about, with omegas losing themselves completely to raging arousal wasn’t applicable to him and it wasn’t without pride he could announce that he housed a generous dose of self-preservation.
That would have been easier to believe if he hadn’t laid awake with his eyes glued at the ceiling, and ants crawling around under his skin.
He thought of Sukuna’s dumb, large, warm hand on his feet. Pat pat.
Megumi hadn’t worn socks and that shouldn’t make a difference, but it had resulted in direct skin contact. Brief, but alas.
If there’s anything I can do, let me know.
Could be interpreted as an invitation. If Megumi would choose for it to be, what would Sukuna do? Protest? Well. Even if he did, Megumi was closing into the height of his heat at this point, and if he would have any protests, they would vanish within minutes.
It would be appropriate to take into consideration that Megumi hadn’t been with an alpha during his heat for a while, and this was his first ever since Sukuna moved in.
These were the thoughts which Megumi had in mind, and still unsure what he had concluded, he found himself climbing out of bed. The skin on the inside of his thighs was sticky already. The dull throbs in his abdomen had been rather easy to ignore, but the closer he got to Sukuna’s room, the harder they grew.
The alpha was splayed out on his back in bed. The room, neat and tidy, filled with the scent of the alpha’s pheromones. Strong enough for Megumi to taste it in the back of his mouth as he inhaled.
True to his flashy nature, Sukuna slept in nothing but his boxer briefs. Light gray bed sheets. The quality was surprisingly nice, Megumi concluded, as he slid his hands over them. Sukuna’s deep, steady breathing filled the otherwise calm room. Megumi, however, felt anything but calm. Standing by the edge of the bed woke an urge in him he hadn’t felt in a long time.
A tickle of a laugh rose in his throat, but he swallowed it down. Looking around, he found a neatly rolled up belt laying on top of a wooden dresser. That would have to do.
The alpha’s arms were limp and pliant as Megumi maneuvered them above his head. With the help of the belt, he tied him against the headframe. As luck had it, Sukuna happened to have one that worked perfectly for that purpose, though this particular situation had hardly not been what Sukuna had in mind when purchasing it. He seemed to be the type who liked to spice things up a little, tying his omegas up this way. The thought alone made anger simmer in Megumi’s gut.
Typical damn alphas.
So far, Sukuna’s sleep had not been disturbed. His breaths weren’t as deep any longer, however, and it would be a matter of time before he woke up. Deciding to himself to make it into a little challenge, Megumi thought that the ideal would be if he could make it so that the alpha’s cock were buried deep inside him before that happened.
Megumi hooked his fingers inside the waistband of Sukuna’s underwear and slid them down just enough to free the alpha’s cock. It was half-hard, resting on his firm abdominal muscles. Angled slightly to the right.
Not too shabby.
Megumi wrapped one hand around the shaft and started to work it, slowly. Sukuna stirred some in his sleep, head tilting over to the side. It was an odd thing, how empty yet how full Megumi’s head had become of doubt and want. One part of him wanted nothing but to indulge completely in this. Another part, feinter, tried to get his attention, telling him that it wasn’t too late to back out yet. That Sukuna wouldn’t have to know if he only got rid of that belt and snuck out again.
Still, the want won over reason, and Megumi continued. Soon enough, Sukuna’s eyes opened. He blinked a couple of times, taking a moment to orient himself, and when he had, he stiffened.
“Meg?” he rasped.
“Don’t call me that.” Megumi scrunched his nose. He had always disliked it when people did. His name was perfectly fine as is.
“Wha- sorry. I.. what are you doing? You…” Sukuna turned his head up. He moved his hands, tugging against the restraints. “You said it wouldn’t be a problem.”
“Is this a problem for you?” Megumi’s voice silky smooth, along with a finger trailing up Sukuna’s chiseled chest, dipping down in between his collar bones, continuing up over his neck. Sukuna lifted his chin, breaths quickening. Frightened? No, hardly. His scent didn’t have a single trace of discomfort. Quite the opposite.
“Megu-“
“Because if it is,” Megumi interrupted him, “you better tell me now.”
He didn’t stand a chance either way. Megumi’s scent was already taking over, obliterating all of Sukuna’s. It didn’t get any stronger than it was right then, at this time of his cycle. One could almost see it, as in a cartoon movie, animated smoke making its way through the air and disappearing inside Sukuna’s nose. Tom and Jerry style. Sukuna’s chest expanded with his deep breaths; eyes fluttering shut as the effect of Megumi’s pheromones made way through his body.
“I’m… You said you had it covered.” If it was supposed to be a protest, it was too weak for Megumi to make it out as such. He smiled, hooked his finger under Sukuna’s chin.
“And I have,” Megumi purred. “Wouldn’t you agree?”
Sukuna nodded. Megumi dipped his hand down between them again, wrapped them around the alpha’s shaft. Fully hard now, throbbing and yearning in his touch. It was for sure not a bad piece of equipment he carried with him; Megumi had to admit. Perhaps he wasn’t too out of line when he strolled around as if omegas should be thankful for his mere existence. However, it all came down to whether he knew how to use it.
Megumi rose to his knees, and peeled his pajama bottoms off, tossing them aside. Sukuna’s eyes instantly glued to the glimpse he possibly could see of his cunt under the hem of the shirt.
Heats were a funny thing. It could almost be compared to being drunk. Things and thoughts he normally wouldn’t allow himself had now made way into his mind and taken over, making him incapable of thinking there was any other option. What he thought now was that Sukuna’s fat fucking cock simply had to be inside him, and that was all there was to it.
Should the alpha for some reason make it into a whole deal, well… Megumi would have to deal with that when the time was right, because that time certainly wasn’t now. Now it was time for dick and vagina.
As simple as it was clear.
The first minutes were always the worst, in his opinion. Experimental and slow, having to adjust and adapt. Once the rhythm was set, it got all the better. Megumi wasn’t interested in anything but his own pleasure. He wasn’t going to bounce up and down like in some porno. No, he let that cock stay deep inside him as he rolled his hips back and forth. The pressure put on his g-spot sent electrical shivers down his thighs, all the way down to his feet.
Exactly what he needed. Megumi used Sukuna’s pecs as handles to support himself, small moans and grunts spilling from his lips. The tight knot of an impending orgasm grew quicker than he would like to admit, but there was no helping it. Completely filled, and the scent from Sukuna growing thicker, it was bound to happen.
The wrinkle between Sukuna’s eyebrows had melted away, replaced by a blissful expression. Lips parted, and eyes on the way to roll back in his head. Megumi already knew the man loved it, because there was no way that belt was actually keeping him in place by that frame.
Eventually, the alpha bucked his hips, pushing his cock deeper inside Megumi, making a small, surprised hiss punch from his chest. Pain mixed with pleasure in that way just a certain girth of a cock could, and Megumi’s movements turned more frantic, impatient.
He needed his seed, craved the feeling of that cock throbbing and pulsing and twitching inside him as he was pumped full of hot, sticky semen. It was the only thing on his mind now, and he wasn’t shy to let the alpha know.
“Need you to fill me up. Come inside me, alpha.”
It was a matter of time before he felt the swelling of the alpha’s knot grow, and grow. Megumi looked down with a frown.
“No fucking way,” he muttered. Of course this guy had the thickest damn knot known to man.
“I’m sorry,” Sukuna said, not being sorry whatsoever. The far too familiar smug tone had found its way back to his voice, which Megumi much rather would have preferred to stay out. “Can you take it?”
“Shut up. Just do your job.”
If Sukuna got offended by that, it didn’t show. He planted the heels of his feet deeper in the mattress, the muscles in his abdomen flexing as the pace quickened. If the other two roommates hadn’t already picked up the noises of what was going on, they would now. Megumi tipped his head back, mouth agape and the tip of his fingers sinking down Sukuna’s meaty chest.
“Yes, yes, yes, like that.” Megumi’s legs trembled as the knot in his stomach kept growing. So close it made him clench his jaw. “Fuck, fuck, yes, come inside me, breed me, come on. Come inside me alpha, inside, inside , hah-ah!”
Megumi pressed his hips down at the same time as Sukuna pushed his up. The fat knot pushed inside him, stretching him even further. Sukuna twitched and growled underneath him, even arching his back as he spilled his come inside. Oddly submissive in the way he bared his neck, yet everything about his built screamed predator.
Megumi’s muscles tightened, fingers digging even deeper in Sukuna’s skin. It was hard to hear if he was actually enjoying it at this point, or if the noises he made were caused by pure overstimulation. He couldn’t fight the way his eyelids fluttered, or the way his lungs fought for more air, small gulps and gasps, for a moment leaving his mind and body utterly useless.
“Oh shit,” he heard Sukuna say, through the haze that had crept into his mind. Megumi slowly opened his eyes, seeing that Sukuna was looking down. At the red marks caused by Megumi’s nails, or possibly the knot pushed deep into his sore, pulsating cunt.
At this moment, Megumi felt pure bliss. His omega was more than happy with what it had gotten, and would allow Megumi to lay and rest. Sukuna had turned slack underneath him, save for some remaining trembles in his legs. The confusion could almost be heard in the sharp exhale he let out.
“Megu-“
“No,” Megumi interrupted him. “Don’t get any ideas, pup. No talking, no nothing. Got it?”
Megumi pushed away from the mattress, scrunching his nose at the slight pain when Sukuna’s knot slipped from his hole. A thick glob of cum instantly followed, landed on the alpha’s dick, slid over his balls and dripped down onto the sheets. Megumi clenched his hole, and more poured out. Sukuna stared with parted lips.
“Strictly business.”
Megumi climbed out of bed. More, sticky semen slid down his thighs as he did. Sukuna tugged at his arms when Megumi made way to the door. After some wriggling, as expected, a clinking was heard when the belt got loose and Sukuna pushed himself to sit straight.
“Strictly business, huh.”
Seeing the way Sukuna’s smile widened, followed by a soft laughter, Megumi offered a small smile in return. “Yes.”
“Alright. Damn, you’re really something, you know that?”
Megumi wasn’t sure what that was supposed to imply, but judging Sukuna’s tone, it was at the very least a good thing. Not that it mattered. He had gotten what he came for. “Goodnight, Sukuna.”
“Goodnight.”