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"Saiki, why don't we walk home together?" Teruhashi Kokomi asks me with a beaming smile, causing a few guys to faint behind us. "We have to work on our project, so I was hoping you could come over?"
Ugh.
I can't say no, can I?
So that's how I end up walking to Teruhashi's place after school so we can work on our end-of-term project. It was bound to happen, though I would've preferred to do this during school hours. I hate projects, given that I can do my homework in seconds without problem, but I have to pretend to work at a normal pace with someone there, especially if it's a project. It's quite a pain.
Originally, we were going to work in the dining room, but after her perverted brother bothered us, Teruhashi insisted we work in her bedroom instead. Her brother was heavily against this, but their parents shooed us away and reprimanded him for bothering his perfect sister.
What a pain.
I knew this already—ignore how creepy that sounds—but her room is very pink. Her walls, curtains, bedding, and rug are all a similar shade of pink that match quite nicely with her wooden flooring and white furniture. We settle over the rug and get to work, using her laptop for research purposes, even though I don't need to research anything. It would be peaceful if I couldn't hear her thoughts.
Oh, Saiki is in my room! Play it cool, Kokomi. It's not a big deal for you! I bet Saiki is freaking out internally, struggling to not let his eyes wander and take in the view! I won't hold it against him if he does, of course! It's not every day one gets to be in the most perfect girl's bedroom!
What even is the big deal? I could say it looks just like my room, except more pink. She's quite organized like me, though she has more figurines than books. Would a guy panic if they were here? What's so special about her room compared to other rooms? Is it specifically because she's a woman?
Or is it because guys expect to find a nest here?
I grimace at the idea.
"Saiki, can you look this up for me?" Teruhashi asks softly, holding out her book for me to see. I nod curtly and do as she asks. Her shoulders slump when I don't speak, but that's nothing new. She's pouting now. Hmph, I'll have to try something new if I want to hear him gasp… Why doesn't he, though? All guys do! Well—they usually do, at least. I know some guys have stopped lately because of what happened, but that doesn't mean Saiki won't!
Ah, right. The incident.
A couple of months back, Teruhashi presented her secondary sex in the middle of class, sparking chaos throughout the school. Why, you ask?
Well, the most perfect girl in the world presented as a female Alpha.
Now, to me, this is nothing special or new. I knew from the very beginning how she would present. There's a very simple equation for figuring out what your secondary sex is growing up, and that is who your parents are. Both of Teruhashi's parents are Alphas; therefore, both she and her brother presented as Alphas.
Now, if one of her parents were a Beta, it would've still been extremely easy to know her secondary sex before presenting. When it comes to humans, Omegas and Alphas are born intersex, and their genitalia will shift upon their second puberty.
Just like I did.
Yeah, that's right. I'm a male Omega. Go figure.
I knew my whole life I would present as an Omega due to my intersex parts. My father is a Beta, while my mother is an Omega, which is how my annoying older brother was able to be born a Beta. It's terribly unfair.
But it's no big deal. Unlike the rest of the population, I'm able to hide my obvious Omega scent at will. As far as everyone knows, I'm a Beta as well. Obviously, my family knows the truth, but Teruhashi here does not.
It's better this way.
However, in Teruhashi's shoes, it's not so simple.
First sexes play a crucial role in how your secondary sex turns out, not only from a physical standpoint, but a social standpoint as well. There is a food chain, and at the very top is the oh-so-great male Alpha, who is followed very closely by female Alphas. Despite being second in the chain, female Alphas get just as big of a bad rep as male Omegas do. These two combinations of first and secondary sexes are seen as the "most unnatural." Given that Betas are seen as the most "normal" of the secondary sexes—mostly due to the fact that various animal species without secondary sexes match perfectly with how Betas are—the idea that female Alphas and male Omegas remain intersex for the rest of their lives strikes others as odd. Sure, this is all completely natural, but when faced with species that simply have male and female, much of the population questions the logistics of secondary sexes.
Teruhashi is a female Alpha in a school full of boys who fantasize about what it would be like to be with the most perfect, pretty Omega.
There's a lot of pressure Teruhashi puts on herself to live up to this image bestowed upon her since birth. I can give her credit where credit is due, despite my viewpoint on the matter. While she is horribly narcissistic, to others, she's truly the perfect sweet girl who cares about those around her, no matter who they are. She even treats Nendō kindly despite his horrid looks and personality.
Ever since she presented as an Alpha, some guys have treated her quite differently. Most days, she can walk through the halls listening to every guy gasp at the mere sight of her, fluttering her lashes and shooting them a beaming smile anytime they do her a favor out of the goodness of their hearts. Now, some whisper and shy away from her, and others lift their chin as a sign of dominance because their fragile egos can't handle being outranked by a woman. It's ridiculous, and it's completely crushing Teruhashi's self-esteem. While there are still plenty of guys who gasp and wait on her, the numbers have seriously dwindled.
I'm thankful I'm the psychic here and not her.
The day her secondary sex was revealed, I could hear everyone's thoughts on the matter as the rumor mill worked. It wasn't the fact she was an Alpha that was the problem—this would've happened had she presented as a Beta. No, what the guys in this school dreamed about was how the most perfect pretty girl in the world was also the perfect pretty Omega who would bend to their whim and serve their every desire.
There's a huge fetish for Omegas, so imagine how I felt hearing these thoughts being an Omega while the target of these fantasies was an Alpha.
It's weird and unsettling how the only one who won't treat her differently on the matter is her goddamn perverted brother.
"Are you hungry?" Teruhashi asks, keeping her voice soft and gentle. Maybe he doesn't know? Maybe if I act like an Omega, his interest might peak! Saiki doesn't seem like the type to listen to rumors, so this is my chance!
It isn't, Teruhashi. Good grief.
Half of the school doesn't believe in her secondary sex, and this is due to the fact that she's been wearing scent blockers to hide her Alpha scent. As of right now, it is merely a rumor that some students caught the smell of Alpha when she presented. Teruhashi is doing everything she can to keep up the image that she is some sweet, docile Omega, but not everyone believes it.
She's barking up the wrong tree, though. If I were to succumb to my instincts and find a partner, I have no interest in finding someone sweet or docile.
"No, but thank you," I say telepathically, not once turning to look at her. I have to make it clear somehow that I'm not interested in her. The girl can't take a hint, but then again, she did spend the last seventeen years of her life having every guy (and the occasional girl) fall for her. I suppose the one guy who isn't like the rest would be the most interesting to someone like her, but I have too much pride to fake liking her just to get her off my back.
Teruhashi pouts at my answer, tapping her fingers anxiously against her notebook. Oh, what if he does know? It's not uncommon for Betas to be interested in Alphas, right? Oh no, is that why Saiki has never gasped?! Did he always know?!
Er, I did, but that's not why I'm uninterested—
What if he's disgusted by female Alphas? Every single guy who believes I am one has lost interest, and that's never happened before! How can the most perfect pretty girl in the world not be desired by everyone?
Good grief, I'm not disgusted—
But… if I'm an Alpha, does that mean I'm no longer perfect?
I pause in my typing at that line of thought, uncomfortable with the way her insecurities were spelled out to me so quickly just because I said no to food. I wait for her to backtrack on that thought, to assure herself that this is merely a blip in her life and that everything will return to normal because she's God's favorite.
She doesn't.
In the five seconds I can see her face, I can see her lips pulled into a deep frown, her brows pinched, and her eyes more wet than usual.
Ugh. She's seriously overthinking this.
How can I assure her there's nothing wrong with her secondary sex without revealing I know it's bothering her?
There are only a few solutions I can think of without it ending horribly or revealing my powers…
Well, I suppose I can start with something simple. If I'm lucky, it'll both boost her confidence and make her hate me for daring to touch her so suddenly in such a manner.
So, I set aside her laptop, wait until she looks up, and I kiss her.
Her brain completely malfunctions at the gesture, and I enjoy the brief moment of silence as I pull back. I've never kissed someone before, but I've heard the minds of many others who have, so I think I get the gist of how to do it properly. It wasn't anything special, really—just a quick press of the lips. No one has ever been allowed to kiss Teruhashi before, and those who have tried were chased out of school for good by her fan club. Teruhashi is good at avoiding these kinds of things, so catching her off guard is sure to make her hate me.
Her face is burning red, and she's holding a hand to her mouth in shock. Did he just kiss me?! Me?! Did Saiki Kusuo, a Beta who has never shown interest before, kiss me?! How dare he! Who does he think he is?!
Ah, good. A plan of mine is actually working.
I should throw him out, or get my brother to beat him up! No one kisses the most perfect girl in the world! He should've asked!
It would be embarrassing to have her brother try and beat me up, but if it gets me off her radar, then fine.
And yet… I kind of liked that he didn't ask.
Wait, what? No, please, don't go there.
He knows how popular and desired I am. He acted all disinterested, but this whole time… did he really like me?
Yet again, God hates me. Is it impossible for her to hate anything I do at this point?
Does she really like me that much?
But wait… If he initiated, then he must suspect I'm an Omega. That's good, right? But… Oh, how will he react once he knows the truth? He'll be so disappointed… I can't bear it!
Oh, good grief.
Maybe I can't get her to hate me, but I should prevent her from hating herself at the very least.
Okay, initiating is giving her the wrong idea, so I have to be careful with my next move. Teruhashi lets out a short, high-pitched noise when I lean in close again, staring deep into her eyes. "Will you kiss me again?"
Her eyes widened at my words, her heart jumping, and face turning even redder. If there's one thing I know, it's tapping into our instincts. She's an Alpha, simple as that. She's naturally attracted to those more submissive, just as I would naturally be more attracted to those who are dominant. You know, if I were to be attracted to someone. Not saying I can't be—I just don't care to.
My point is that asking her to do something for me is giving her the power to control the situation, which is both an Alpha trait and, quite honestly, a Teruhashi trait. I suppose to others, it's not obvious how in control of everything Teruhashi is. She knows how everyone views her, and that gives her a strange sort of power. With this common thread of interactions, Teruhashi has always been able to manipulate situations in her favor.
The one exception was me.
Her lips are soft and plump, and they press against mine cautiously. She's nervous, and she's unsure of how to view this situation. She still believes I think she's an Omega despite my approach. I guess I should be more direct.
"Please, Teruhashi…"
Her body shudders, and her hand grips the back of my neck to keep me in place. He sounds so sweet… she thinks, her lips pressing more insistently against mine. I hum appreciatively, sitting back on my heels as she straightens up on her knees, giving herself a little bit of height over me. As expected, her instincts perk in interest at the situation she's finding herself in, and my own instincts seem to be clawing their way out. What a pain…
Maybe that's why I allow her to unbutton my shirt, shivering as her hands smooth over my front tentatively. Her tongue parts my lips, and I sink into her touch with a small sigh. She scoots closer, settling on my thighs comfortably. Oh, wow… He feels so nice. This feels so good. I've never done something like this before, but what if he wants to keep going? I can't hide what I am if we do, and if he learns…
Seriously? Just stop thinking and keep going, Teruhashi.
"Saiki, a—are you sure about this?" she breathes against my lips, sounding unsure. I nod, but she doesn't kiss me again. "U—Um… I just don't want you to be disappointed…"
I sigh softly, my gaze softening. As much of a narcissist as she is, she's still just another teenager. Most are nervous about these kinds of things, not to mention how uncomfortable she is when it comes to her secondary sex. It's about time I show her I don't care, but I'm not sure how. Well, I could be extremely direct, but it's humiliating…
Well, if needed, I could always erase this memory from her mind.
"Alpha…" I breathe, not allowing my voice to be any louder. "Don't stop…"
Teruhashi's mind goes blank, staring down at me in shock. It only lasts a moment, though. What? What?! What did he just say?! He knows?! He knows and he still wants me?! Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God…! He… He called me Alpha. Oh, I need to hear that again, or else it didn't happen and my mind is playing tricks! That has to be what happened, right? There's no way he said that!
Ugh. Fine. "Alpha…" I mumble, tugging on the edge of her shirt gently to get the message across.
It works.
My back hits the ground much to my surprise (which doesn't happen often), and Teruhashi climbs over me so she can kiss me roughly. I grunt softly in response, my hands fumbling with the buttons of her shirt. Her tongue sweeps over mine, and I groan in encouragement. I never expected myself to do this kind of thing, but it feels quite nice, and the Omega in me is preening under the attention.
"Saiki…" Teruhashi groans softly, her lips descending down my neck. My breath hitches when she reaches my scent glands, her tongue tracing over the area gently. She nearly whines after a moment. "Stupid scent blockers…"
Oh, right. She thinks I have those since I block my own scent. I consider letting it out, but then I'd be outing my secondary sex.
I let out an involuntary gasp when she grinds down against my confined erection, and I realize I'm in quite the predicament. In my effort to ease Teruhashi's secondary sex concerns, I forgot to consider the fact that if we keep going, my own secondary sex will be revealed. Sure, I could pretend I'm an Alpha as well, but my… size will be an embarrassing giveaway. Everyone knows male Omegas are rather small, so I'm not sure how I could lie my way out of this.
I'm jolted back into action when her hands fumble with my belt, quickly grabbing her hands to halt the action. She looks surprised, her face flushed and desire glazing over her eyes. "What? Oh—it's okay. I know I'm an Alpha, but I don't mind bottoming. Swear!" I grimace. That's not exactly my concern here. She leans in close, and my eyes start to drift shut when she kisses me again. "Alphas bottoming for Betas isn't strange, right? Even if it was, I wouldn't mind. I just need you, Saiki…"
She is seriously making this difficult for me. I want to give in so bad, allow my own instincts to take over, but it's not that simple.
I don't want to top.
I consider how to stop this here and now, but she's kissing me again, and I'm weak to the feeling. I release her hands, and she goes back to fumbling with my pants. My heart beats faster, and my body thrums with anticipation. Fuck. Fuck.
If this is going to happen, I have to be honest. I'm not about to try and pretend to be something I'm not. Besides, altering her memories later is always an option.
"Teruhashi, wait." Her hands stop immediately, pulling back enough to look at my face. I lick my tingling lips, and her eyes follow the movement. There's a predatory glint in her eyes, and it leaves me shuddering with excitement. I hold myself back from releasing my pheromones, as it wouldn't make sense to her even in this state. No, I just have to be verbally direct. "Look, I… I'm an Omega." Or telepathically direct.
Well… there. It's out in the open.
A weight seems to lift off my chest at the confession. Teruhashi's eyes grow big, her mind a barrage of confused thoughts and fantasies clashing against one another. She frowns a bit, and she slowly wiggles me free from my jeans. I don't know why, but I look away when she does the same with my briefs, her mind demanding confirmation for this confession. I suppose I can allow this. Omegas aren't common to begin with, let alone male ones.
Oh, wow… He has both just like me, but he's an Omega…
Good grief, this is embarrassing. I don't exactly show off my privates to anyone, and here I am allowing the most popular girl in school with a hidden narcissistic personality to gawk at my genitalia. God truly does hate me.
"Do you still… want to do it?' Teruhashi asks me softly, and I snap my gaze back to her. While her words were gentle, her gaze says otherwise. They blaze with a hunger I've never seen before, and her hands tremble around my hips. Her mind is pleading for me to say yes, to allow her to succumb to her instincts and take care of me.
That has me pausing.
I don't need anyone to take care of me. I'm the most powerful being in this universe, able to change DNA with a single thought and destroy the planet if I so desire. I don't need any Alpha to take care of me, or anyone for that matter. I can go my whole life dealing with my Omega instincts alone.
It just… doesn't sound appealing the more I think about it.
What a pain.
I suppose… just this once…
I nod slowly at her question, and though her hands tighten around my hips, she just grits her teeth and leans in closer. "Please tell me. Say it."
Ugh, damn her and her need for consent. Don't get me wrong, consent is the natural order of things, but I seriously hate talking. "Yes…" I mumble, refusing to speak any louder.
I don't expect her sudden strength as she lifts me onto her bed, placing me half-hazardously on the edge as she stays kneeling between my legs. I push myself onto my elbows, gasping in surprise when I feel her teeth dig into my inner thigh. Her blue eyes focus sharply on my expression, and I wonder offhandedly how her canines would feel against my neck.
I'm quick to shake that thought away.
He gasped again. That's twice in five minutes. I knew he'd sound so lovely…
Against my will, my face flushes at her thoughts. 'Lovely' isn't the word I'd use, but I suppose I can't be too mad about that comment. Not when she's tucking her hair away and spreading my legs a little wider.
Now, I'll admit—I'm quite nervous. I might be an Omega, but I've never once touched myself before—not even during my heats. I take a specific medication to tone down my lustful desires, allowing me to sleep through my heats without a problem. Sex and masturbation have never been an interest of mine. Well, until now, that is.
Does this entire situation go against everything I believe in? Yes. Do I care? Not really.
Teruhashi isn't a terrible person, really. Her thoughts are annoying at most, and her narcissistic traits are due to the rest of the world encouraging this perfect image she was born into. I can't exactly hold that against her, but I do still dislike it. But right now? She's not thinking about how I should be falling to my knees, ecstatic over having a chance with the most perfect, pretty girl in the world. She's not pleading for me to react and gasp to fuel her image. Teruhashi's mind is focused solely on me, on how to make me gasp because of how good I feel. Her eyes trace along every inch of my body, her cheeks flushed as she thinks about how… pretty I am…
That's a new one. She used to call me average. Why is my heart beating faster?
I quickly check to make sure the rest of her family is still far away from her bedroom, and I use telekinesis to lock the door just in case. I'm not about to live through the typical awkward anime moment where her parents—or worse, her brother—walk in on us.
Teruhashi doesn't notice, of course. She's too busy planting kisses along my exposed stomach, her hands mapping along my thighs and keeping them spread. It feels weird being this exposed. I hold back the urge to close my legs out of fear of crushing Teruhashi, but it's becoming difficult with how she keeps kissing up my body. Her lips drift up my neck, meeting mine in a gentle press. I'm almost thankful I'm not the only one nervous here. "What do you like more, Saiki?" she asks quietly, pulling back enough to meet my eyes. I frown at her in confusion, and she bites her bottom lip nervously. "I—I mean… Where do you prefer to be…?"
Touched.
Oh.
That's a good question.
"I don't know…" I suppose honesty is the best course of action for this sort of thing. We're both virgins after all. "I've never touched myself before."
Oh, wow. I feel the shudder that rushes through Teruhashi, and her eyes nearly glaze over with desire. Ah, I forgot that Alphas have a weird thing for firsts, but she's in the same boat I'm in. I think. Well, she might've touched herself in the past, so I guess she has more experience than I do in a way.
"Is it okay if I…?" she trails off, her hands squeezing around my hips to make her point clear. Besides, I can read her mind, so I know what she's planning. I can feel my blood pump faster, my throat drying at the mere idea of her going down on me. Swallowing, I nod quickly, and she kisses me again. She presses her palm against my chest, and I fall down onto my back willingly.
Just as quickly, she's back between my legs, and I jolt from surprise when something brushes against my entrance. I exhale shakily as she traces a careful finger around the edges, embarrassment washing over me when I realize how wet I am. Teruhashi's thoughts are in awe, and despite my abilities, I don't predict the sudden drag of her tongue over my opening.
The touch leaves a tingling sensation between my legs. I don't have time to decipher the feeling before she's doing it again, her tongue dragging through the slick oozing out of me. I feel disgusted, but she's not in the same boat. She groans softly as she circles her tongue, pressing closer until the appendage breaches my opening. I jolt again as her tongue slides along my walls, pressing against every bump and groove and leaving me shuddering as pleasure swarms through my gut.
A small gasp manages to slip free as she slides her tongue out, only to push it back in deeper, repeating the action even as my thighs tremble under her hands. Yes, yes! He feels good. Keep going, Kokomi! Yes, please, keep going. I do feel good. I've never felt like this before, and I'm not sure I want her to ever stop.
For a few minutes, she continues to sloppily drag her tongue in and out of me, and I struggle to keep quiet under her ministrations. My teeth dig into my wrist, and my other hand twists into her sheets. I distantly remind myself not to tear her sheets under my hold, but the thought leaves my mind the moment fingers slip in beside her tongue. I choke on the moan that threatens to escape, struggling to comprehend the feeling. It doesn't hurt, but it feels rather odd. The difference in firmness between her fingers and tongue is confusing, and I'm not sure which I prefer.
I hold back the whine of disappointment when she pulls her tongue free, pushing two fingers deeper into me and watching my reaction intensely. I meet her gaze, and I barely get a wrap on her thoughts before she's diving down and wrapping her warm mouth around my erection.
"Teru—!" I cover my mouth quickly, shocked by my own reaction. Pleasure swarms through her mind, and she starts to move faster. Her fingers curl and rub against my walls roughly, her lips and tongue dragging up and down my cock to the point of building an intense pressure in my gut. I don't have time to identify it before a choked cry manages to slip free, and my entire body shudders with an intense pleasure that has my mind blanking, unable to focus on anyone's thoughts.
Only when her mouth slides off do I realize I came, the walls of my cunt squeezing repeatedly around her fingers as slick oozes free. I sit up to check the damage to her sheets, but I gasp in surprise instead when she pushes another finger past my wet folds, stretching me further. Her other hand wraps around the back of my neck, and I tilt my head back as her lips dive for my neck. She nips and sucks down my skin, her mind a collection of muddled thoughts intent on making me lose my composure again.
He actually came. I made him cum. I need to do it again. He has such pretty reactions. I want to see them again.
I'm almost impressed by her lack of care for herself, given her track record, but I can't focus on that thought for too long when her fingers start thrusting deep into me. Her lips find my scent glands again, and I carefully release my block just enough for her to taste my scent. She groans as she drags her tongue over my glands, and I bite back a whimper. I'm usually fairly good at keeping my reactions at bay, so I'm quite mortified at how easily she's collapsing my facade. That feeling passes quickly, though.
Her fingers thread through my hair, and I feel her nails brush against one of my antennas. I catch onto her thoughts quickly, and I snatch her wrist before she can pull it free. Teruhashi looks at me in surprise, though the heat doesn't completely leave her eyes. "Oh, sorry. I just didn't want these to hurt you."
"They don't hurt at all."
"Are you sure? I've seen them before, and they're very sharp," she murmurs. I can't be too upset about her concern. Almost everyone around me has been concerned about my antennas.
Sighing, I release her wrist. "I promise. They don't hurt, and I prefer to keep them in." Thankfully, her fingers slip free of my hair, and I jerk back a bit when they brush my glasses. "I'd also prefer to keep these on." Teruhashi pouts but doesn't protest. My body jerks when she suddenly pulls her fingers free, and I grit my teeth at the empty feeling that follows. "Give me a warning, dammit…"
Teruhashi giggles, rubbing her fingers together idly. "So… I don't want to assume anything, but would you… like to keep going?" Without missing a beat, I nod. She exhales in relief. "Still not assuming anything, but how would you… like to do… it?"
"Obviously, I want you to fuck me." Well, that was crude, but I'm losing my patience, and I know she is, too.
"Oh," she says dumbly, and I want to laugh at how her brain seems to be malfunctioning. An image of her bowing to her version of God pops up, and she thanks him profusely for blessing her with a man willing to bottom for a woman like her. I feel the urge to roll my eyes, and I do when she jumps off the bed and rushes for her dresser. Only then do I notice our abandoned homework is now scattered all over the floor, and I wonder how that could've happened. When she comes back, she's shoving her shirt off and fumbling with her skirt, though she hesitates here. I notice the box of condoms and lube in her hand, and I faintly wonder when she bought those. I get my answer fairly quickly when she remembers buying them after she presented as an Alpha—wanting to be safe and all, just in case some guy still found her desirable.
Scooting to the edge of the bed, I take the items from her and set them aside. Grasping her hips, I pull her close so she's standing between my legs. She stays quiet as I press a few kisses along her sternum, my thumbs hooking into the hem of her skirt and briefs. Teruhashi holds her breath as I pull them down, and I feel a little frustrated by her self-deprecating thoughts. While we are not subjected to the same societal issues, we do have one thing in common, and that's having the same parts for life. I have no room to judge her for being an Alpha, and I wish she would understand that I truly don't care.
Well, they always say actions speak louder than words.
Without giving her the chance to have any bad thoughts about herself, I dip my head down and drag my tongue along the underside of her cock. Teruhashi gasps in surprised pleasure, and her hands tangle into my hair to pull me back. "W—Wait! You don't have to—"
"Please…" It's hard to sound pleading through telepathy, but she hardly notices as her face turns a nice rosy color. Her brain is malfunctioning again, and I take advantage of the lack of resistance. I swirl my tongue around the head of her cock, and her hands tighten in my hair, though she doesn't try and pull me away again.
Obviously, I've never sucked a dick before, but it doesn't seem too difficult. I know to avoid teeth and use my tongue, and I can use my lack of a gag reflex to my advantage. Teruhashi is a lot bigger than I am, which comes as no surprise. Being an Alpha does that. I'm finding out that I quite like it.
Is this due to my own nature as an Omega? Yeah, probably.
It feels weird sticking something so big in my mouth, but I don't hate it. Frankly, I'm more interested in the reactions Teruhashi gives me. Hm, isn't that what she felt, too? I didn't understand at first, but watching how she bites her lip and struggles to keep her composure does something to me. Watching that perfect image she always has on crumble apart at my hand is addictive. I want her to break away from that image—show me how Teruhashi Kokomi would act, not the most perfect pretty girl in the world who everyone thinks is a timid Omega.
I consider how to make this happen, but Teruhashi beats me to it. A noise of surprise rumbles in my throat as her hands tighten in my hair, and she shoves me down her cock. I don't resist, and I groan around her before she can regret her actions. Teruhashi holds me in place for a moment, her eyes blazing with lust as she takes in the sight before her. Her thumb brushes affectionately through my bangs, then she pulls her hips back and thrusts back down my throat.
She does this two more times before she pulls me off her cock completely, and spit drips down my chin as a result. Teruhashi groans before she swoops down and kisses me hungrily, pushing me so I'm flat against the bed once more. Our tongues tangle together sloppily, and she's reaching blindly for the pack of condoms. A quick flick of my hand has the box sliding within her reach, and she snatches it the moment her fingers brush the box. She sits up to fumble with the packs, and I take a moment to appreciate the sight before it disappears.
Again, this sounds creepy, but I've seen her naked plenty of times. I've seen everyone naked, so don't get the wrong idea. It's completely against my will. With her clothes out of the way, though, I have just a few more seconds to see her body. That in of itself doesn't do much for me, given I've become numb to such a sight, but I can still appreciate how nice she looks. Despite what others believe, she has a rather toned stomach that is only noticeable if you touch it. She's always been fit, but her recent development in her second sex has increased her muscle growth. Her chest is nicely sized—not too big or too small. Again, I don't care either way. They're just breasts.
I'm shaken out of my observations when she tosses the box aside, her teeth ripping through the package and fingers scrambling to roll the condom on. The sight reminds me of what we're about to do, and I feel quite nervous again. Of course, we're not about to stop. Not gonna happen.
"Are you still sure about this?" Teruhashi asks, pulling her hair over one shoulder nervously.
Propping myself onto my elbows, I reach up and cup the back of her neck. She squeaks as I pull her down, our lips brushing as I murmur, "Stop thinking and fuck me, Teruhashi."
That does the trick. Any hesitation that was present on her face disappears in an instant, and she manhandles me until we're centered on her bed with my legs spread around her hips, the head of her cock nudging against my opening. This is quite bigger than her fingers, and my nerves jump at the fact that this is happening—with Teruhashi of all people!
How many guys wish to be in my position?
Well, maybe not this exact position.
Ugh, who cares?
When she pushes in, she groans low under her breath, too focused on my reaction. I choke on a gasp the moment she spreads me open, my legs trembling against my will around her hips. Teruhashi slows her movements, and she brushes kisses down my neck, mouthing along my scent glands in an attempt to calm me. It doesn't hurt, exactly, but it feels… odd. Not in a bad way. Just… a lot.
She's not even fully inside me. Good grief…
"Oh, wow," she breathes, one arm propped beside my head while her other hand holds my hip tightly. "Saiki, you feel so hot… and tight… Are you—mmf… hurting at all?"
Her words almost slur together, and I applaud her for thinking of my comfort first. Shockingly enough, some people thrust first, ask questions later. I should know. I'm an unwilling witness at times.
"No, I'm okay." I tilt my head to give her more room, and she happily licks and sucks at my sensitive glands. I moan shakily at the action, and she's pushing in more. I feel the urge to hold onto her for support, but the reminder I could break her bones at the slightest twitch has me tangling my hands in her ruined sheets instead.
With her hair tossed over one shoulder, her scent glands are completely exposed before me, and I find myself lifting my head enough to nuzzle my nose against the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent with a pleased hum. Her body shudders instantly, and I groan when she jerks her hips forward in a small thrust.
"You're driving me crazy…" Teruhashi mumbles, her hand sliding up to cup the back of my head, keeping me against her neck. I don't mind. I copy her motions and drag my tongue over the skin, tasting her scent and provoking another shudder from her body. Teruhashi growls low against my shoulder, and I almost smirk as I lick her again.
Her other arm locks around my waist, and she drags her hips back only to thrust back in, the bed rocking under us from the force. I shriek in surprise, and her sheets tear under my hold again. Teruhashi holds me close as she thrusts over and over again, gaining confidence with each hit as instinct takes over. I squirm in her arms, taken aback by the sudden shift and overwhelmed by the pleasure that shoots through me. My cock is nestled between our stomachs, her movements providing friction and leaving me trembling from all the stimulation. Her cock feels as if it's splitting me open, filling me up and hitting the deepest parts of my vagina. I nearly cried out in bliss.
"W—Wait—! Slow down—ah!" I gasp against her shoulder, taken aback by my verbal speaking. Teruhashi does the exact opposite of my demands, and I throw my head back against the mattress. Her teeth scrape down my neck, and she sits up with the intention of getting a better view of me. Her hands wrap around my hips, lifting them off the bed for a better angle. I shudder under her piercing gaze, embarrassed as her thoughts fill my head.
God, he's beautiful. For a guy who's always so put together, he becomes a mess easily. Is it bad that I love that? I turned him into this mess, and he let me. I was so scared of disappointing him, and now look at him…
This isn't the first time Teruhashi's thoughts circled around me for one reason or another, but it is the first time her thoughts never mention herself. In this situation, I'd expect her to say 'He became a mess because of me, but why wouldn't he? He's getting fucked by the most perfect pretty girl in the world! Anyone would fall apart at the chance!'
But she hasn't thought anything like that since we started. It's making me feel… weird.
Her thrusts have slowed to a gentle rocking, and her hand presses firmly against my chest. Her eyes glitter with desire, and she seems lost in her thoughts. This is bad. I knew I liked Saiki to some degree, but this is driving me crazy. I can't stand the idea that someone else could see him like this. Ugh, focus, Kokomi! Now's not the time to think about that!
I forgot how possessive Alphas could be.
Her eyes drift down, focusing on how her cock slides in and out of me easily. Her pupils blow wide, and her thoughts immediately switch back to how good I feel wrapped around her. "Kusuo…" she murmurs distractedly, and my face suddenly feels hot. I never expected to hear her say my name, especially in this sort of situation, but what I truly didn't expect is how it'd make me feel. Does everyone react this way to hearing their name said like that?
I suppose I could test this. "Kokomi…" I keep it quiet, but she obviously hears, given I spoke directly into her mind. Teruhashi's eyes dart back to my face, and she turns red instantly. Her hips pause in their movements, and I grunt softly at the lack of stimulation.
Something seems to snap between us, and my moans are muffled under the messy press of her lips as she thrusts hard into me. Her hips move fast, and I'm instantly overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through my body. Her tongue tangles with mine, and I arch into her as my gut tightens more and more with each thrust. She dives back for my neck, and I drape my arms over my eyes as moans and whines manage to slip free, responding to every touch she gives me. When her teeth dig into my glands and her hand wraps around my neglected cock, a strangled cry erupts from my throat, and that overwhelming sensation from before comes back. My body jerks and shudders, my mind vanishing in the clouds as hot cum pulses between her fingers. Teruhashi moans and thrusts faster, and I nearly scream as my body tips over the edge of overstimulation. In my ecstasy, I barely notice how her cock is getting bigger and bigger, stretching me more than I ever thought I could.
Tremors shoot through my body, and I whimper against my will as she finally grinds to a halt, her cock pulsing and locking us in place with her knot. Teruhashi releases my neck, and I'm thankful to find she didn't pierce my skin. Now that would have been a problem. She props herself up on her elbows and rests her forehead against mine, panting heavily against my lips. My body feels spent, and my mind is exhausted. She kisses me, and I hum softly as our tongues press together gently. Her fingers brush through my bangs, and I tilt my head into her touch.
"Shit…" she breathes as we part, but a smile is tugging at her lips. "I forgot my family was home…"
I didn't.
I did forget that it would be obvious what we did once we left this room smelling of sex and each other.
What a pain… Her brother is going to be an even bigger pain in the ass from this point on.
"I'm not staying for dinner," I tease softly, and she snorts in response.
Teruhashi sits up, her hands trailing down my body until they're resting against my stomach. Her thumb massages the skin above my pelvis idly. "Sorry… I meant to pull out, but I guess we're stuck for a little bit." I shrug in response, my gaze drifting past her.
Oh.
Her room is a complete mess.
It takes me six seconds to realize this was my doing. I guess my powers go a little out of order when I reach my climax.
That's heavily inconvenient.
Teruhashi is too busy appreciating the sight of… well, me, to notice everything flying behind her. My hand glows beside her leg, twirling my fingers as I place everything back where it was before. With that out of the way, I prop myself up so I can meet her for a kiss, waiting for her eyes to flutter shut before I press my palm to the bed and reverse everything, restoring her sheets with ease.
"That was… amazing," Teruhashi murmurs against my lips, wrapping an arm around my waist so she can drag her nails along my spine gently. "Did you like it, Kusuo?"
I shiver when she says my name again, and I rest my head against her shoulder with a huff. "Yes. It was… nice."
Oh, he's so shy. How cute! "I've never done something like this before, you know? After I… presented as an Alpha, I wasn't sure how to even approach such a thing with someone else… You know what I mean, right?"
A sigh of exasperation slips free, and I press a comforting kiss to her neck. "In a way, yes. I had no intention of telling anyone of my secondary sex, but having sex with someone puts you in an odd position…"
Teruhashi hums softly, tilting her head down to nuzzle against my neck. "I'm glad you don't think of me differently."
"How could I? I'm a male Omega."
"I know, but… well, I didn't know beforehand, so I was terrified of what you'd think."
I know…
Teruhashi breathes in my scent for a few moments in silence, the two of us simply holding onto each other as we wait out our lock. It's quite nice, and I finally allow myself to wrap my arms around her. She hums in content, and she presses a kiss to the side of my neck. "Kusuo, do you think we could go out sometime? I mean… we already did… this, so I just thought…"
I can't help but smile at how flustered she is.
"Sure. How about Saturday?"