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Kuroo glanced to the left, noticing that Kenma was still in the same position he had been in since he came over to Kuroo’s house. The third year hid a soft smile by turning his face away, taking note of the time on the clock.
“So…. are you actually going to pack things for the training camp or shall we migrate to your room so I can do it for you?” The third year asked his younger boyfriend, turning away from his half made duffle bag in front of him. On the bed the omega was playing on his DS not having moved since he announced himself in the room.
“...”
The answer was obvious to the alpha and he turned back to quickly finish packing all his team sports wear. It was nearing 6 pm on a Sunday and if he wanted to actually pack for his omega they needed to switch houses pretty quickly. Perks of being neighbors, the alpha thought.
“Shouyou told me Karasuno was coming to training camp this year” The soft voice startled Kuroo from his trance of adding the last of his toiletries and sleep wear to his bag for the week long training camp.
“So, the crows are coming to play with the big boys huh” The trademark predatory smirk found itself on Kuroos face; he loved messing with the newbies, seeing how much he could goad the players into getting into their own heads.
A stray sock was balled up and thrown at his head “ Hey…”
Kuroo turned back to his boyfriend, the love of his life, his omega mate. The second year was sitting up on his bed, phone and DS discarded to the side, short shorts riding up and… was that a crop top with the Nintendo logo on it?
“Can you stop ogling and pay attention?” The omega was exasperated. His boyfriend had two singular brain cells that did not click most of the time.
Kuroo shook his head, focusing back on the conversation.
“So.. what does it matter that Shrimpy and team mates are going to the training camp?” The alpha was genuinely confused. He was glad his boyfriend would have an additional friend to join them for training camp but Kenma was (oddly) best friends with Akaashi, so he knew there was no lack of omega connections in his life.
“I’m just saying, I"m not going to be embarrassed in front of Shouyou and his teammates.” The omega flopped back, rolling his eyes at Kuroo. The Alpha did not understand how embarrassing he could be sometimes. It’s almost as if he was lost in his own world of PDA.
Kuroo stared at Kenma confused.
“What do you mean? I’m confused…”
“Of course you are”
“Kyanmaaaaaaa”
Kenma sat up again, glaring at the alpha.
“I"m serious Kuroo, do not start anything. Do you understand?”
Kuroo stared back, head empty. “No”
“I’m leaving”
“Kitten, wait, don"t leave. Tell me what”
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The short ride bus to Shinzen High for the training camp had annoyed the life out of Kenma. He tried to set boundaries with his alpha, really he did. Not only for the sake of Shouyou but also to establish some respect, damn it. Kuroo would not let up. There was the kiss once they met up outside their houses, then the kiss on the train, afterwards when the volleyball team met up with the coach he tried again, AND there was an attempted makeout right before they all loaded onto the bus for the training camp. Kenma glared into his phone, trying to reply to the frantic messages from Shouyou about having to take an exam before going to training camp.
“Kenmaaaaaaa, why are you mad at me? I swear I"ve been good lately” The alpha was pouting over his shoulder. Kenma knew that Kuroo didn’t particularly care about his messages to other people, the alpha was most likely bored and jealous of his phone. With a side eye he ignored the alpha and turned back to his phone.
“Kenmaaaaaa”
“Kuroo, shut UP” Yaku had finally had enough of the tall boy. He didn’t know how the blonde put up with that rooster head 24 hours a day.
“You’re just jealous you don’t have an attentive alpha like I am” like a primary school student Kuroo stuck his tongue out at the short libero, his attention strayed from his omega boyfriend for a brief period of time.
The short bus ride to Shinzen High where the training camp would take place was coming to an end. Kenma knew he couldn’t keep ignoring his alpha boyfriend any longer lest the alpha decided he had enough and decided to scent mark him, or grope him, in public.
“Kuroo look, I am almost past this level. You know it’s taken me a few days” Drawing the alphas attention from the childish conversation happening behind him Kenma made sure to cozy up to his boyfriend. Immediately Kuroo responded to his intimate body language; turning completely to the omega, one hand in between Kenmas thighs and the other wrapping around his body. It almost felt as if Kuroo was trying to absorb the omega and he felt himself go woozy, a sudden rush of hormones making him feel so safe and cozy. In this exact moment he knew that nothing would ever happen to him and anything he said would be heard by his alpha.
“You’re doing an amazing job, kitten. I know we"ve been busy training and you’ve been tired.” The rough low voice of his alpha was right on his ears, he couldn’t control the tingle of his thighs, the hand on his thigh feeling like fire. The omega knew his honey scent was probably flaring to the other players around them. Kenma could only smell the deep musk of his alpha, a deep dry scent of cinnamon and sandalwood. He loved the alphas scent, something that would only intensify in the presence of his chosen mate. Most people could not easily recognize the alphas’ scent but around Kenma, there was no doubt as to why everyone could discern the alphas’ scent.
Kenma looked up into Kuroos eyes, those dark eyes so close to his face. With a soft tilt the omega leaned into his alpha, a kiss so innocent that quickly turned into something it shouldn"t have.
A paper ball hit both of them in the face, the couple quickly separating to look behind them.
“Hey, no free porn. We have first years in the bus” Yaku pointed at Lev who had leaned all the way into the bus window, the blush obvious on his pale features.
Kenma glared at the older omega, willing him to stay quiet with a stare and turned back towards the bus window.
“Kenma” Kuroos hand grabbed his chin, making him look up into the deep smoldering eyes that hadn"t lost their fire.
Kenma twisted his head away from the alphas grip, “This is what I mean, I am not doing this in front of Shoyou.”
He felt Kuroos stare as he looked down at his phone. Kenma turned back to him.
“He’s just a first year, definitely nowhere near where we were when I was a first year. I refuse to traumatize a first year because you can’t keep your hands to yourself” with a huff Kenma crossed his arms and looked out the window, turning away from his boyfriend (though he still leaned into the arm around his shoulder)
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Arriving at training camp served to further exhaust Kenma. As soon as the Karasuno crows showed up (they conveniently arrived at the same time as the Nekoma team) Kuroo had already begun his alpha posturing. Kuroo and Daichi posturing at each other and almost breaking each other"s hands whilst the betas of the crows team had a stare down with Yamamoto. Kenwa was forever grateful for Yaku and the other head omega from the Karasuno team; he knew deep down he aspired to have such control of his boyfriends nonsensical alpha bullshit. The omega did a complete 360, trying to see if Shouyo had managed to catch the team bus to make it to training camp. He knew from his communications with Akaashi that Fukorodani would be in later, most of the team did not prepare themselves well and it held up the bus.
“Hinata and Kageyama will be here later, they’re catching a ride after the remediation exam” Kenma was pulled out of his own head, turning to the right to catch the gray haired omega that had pulled Daichi off Kuroo. From previous mention (and the slight data scour from his brain) he knew this to be Sugawara Koushi, the team"s older setter, and (from Hinata’s texts) Daichis boyfriend.
“Hmmn, thanks” Kenma turned back to the building, following the rest of the team going inside to settle their belongings. There would be enough time during the week to catch up with Shouyo. After all, he hadn’t seen Keiji in a few weeks; he wondered what that ice queen had been up to.
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After greeting Hinata, and their little confrontation with Lev, Kenma sits on the side to watch the match between Karasuno and Fukurodani. He knew the crows team didn’t hold a flame to the well put together teamt that Akaashi had. Everyone knew that Bokuto was team captain in namesake only, Akaashi held the reins and controlled the flow of the team. It was an open secret at this point, considering Keiji was essential for controlling the rambunctious alpha’s mood swing. Kenma didn’t know how the other omega did it; Keiji was the only other mated omega that he knew and even he didn’t control his alpha in the way the steel eyed teen did. He also knew that mating was no accident (no matter how many people think it is). He was aware of how possessive both Akaashi and Bokuto-san were, a match made in heaven.
“Kyanmaaaaaa” the body draping itself over his body did not startle him. At this point Kenma was conditioning to expect some sort of engulfment at any time.
“What”
“ Kitten, don’t ignore meeee” the whine was atrocious, directly in his ear. Kenma tried to elbow the taller boy out of the way, an attempt to wiggle out of the grip. In return the arms around him only tightened, the grip inescapable.
“I am not ignoring you” He simply grumbled, deciding at that very moment his phone needed his attention. That plan lasted only a few seconds as his phone was snatched from his grip, the phone thrown to the side where their bags were.
“Hey!”
“Kenma” a large hand gripped his chin, the other hand loosely grasping the nape of his neck. “What’s wrong?”
The deep, dark eyes of his alpha blew away any resolution to his No PDA rule, that deep voice sparking a light inside his body; he could feel himself melt into the touch. The scent of sandalwood reached his nose and filled his lungs, from the flare of Kuroos nose he could tell the taller boy was scenting him to see if there was something in his scent that could indicate his aloofness towards his mate. With a sigh Kenma allowed himself to complete mold into Kuroos space. He wrapped his arms around the alpha waste as a way to support himself.
“Nothing’s wrong” He answered in a low voice, mumbling his reply as his face was pressed into Kuroo"s neck. He realized the alpha had turned them around so the gym could only really see the talls boys back and with Kenma being so small he was hidden from the rest of the gym. Kuroo knew that deep down he didn’t stand for public displays of affection, especially not around strangers. The alpha himself would not allow a room full of strangers to peek at his omegas" more vulnerable moments; that was a privilege for those the alpha had complete trust in; that included his Nekoma volleyball team and his other two pack mates (being Akaashi and Bokuto).
Kuroo made sure to take in Kenmas scent, to try and identify any negative emotions that might have been clouding the omega scent.
“I promise i’m fine, I swear” Kenma pulled back enough to look up at Kuroo, pacifying his mate so nobody else had the chance to peek at the moment and seer it into their brains for future mockery.
Kuroo stared deep into the omegas golden eyes making sure there was no lie to be found and slowly leaned down, stopping just a breath away from the omegas lips to allow him a chance to pull away from the kiss.
Kenma felt at a loss, he couldn’t (and didn’t want to) reject the kiss. It would only further worry the alpha and he wouldn’t last the entire week if it meant the other would be glued to his side from concern. Slowly Kenma met the lips waiting for him. Just as before the sweet kisses that were peppered in succession quickly deepened. He really couldn’t help himself, every time he so much as slightly gasped for breath the alpha was quick to open his mouth with his tongue, coaxing him into falling further into the kiss and the embrace. Soon Kenma found himself lip-locked with his alpha mate in the corner of a gymnasium (not in their school) and a few meters away from the one person he was trying not to traumatize (and also maybe the rest of the people in the training camp).
“Oops, BALL” the airy and amused tone of Keiji drew Kenma away from Kuroos embrace. With lighting reflexes that only came from playing years of volleyball Kuroo quickly moved the two to the side, evading the ball that was coming directly for them at high speed.
“Sorry about that bro” Bokuto’s voice was sheepish, his tone light but Kenma knew better. He craned his neck to look behind the owl headed teen to catch Keijis smug smile.
Bitch, Kenma mouthed at his packmate, knowing the other had instructed the alpha to aim for the couple.
You’re welcome the other mouthed back, smug with glee as he went to toss the ball to Karasuno so they could serve the ball.
“Wait, what happened?” Hinata’s voice rang out in the gym, taking note of everyone"s red faces, a blush present in almost all the players" faces that were not actively playing a match.
“Don’t worry about it Hinata, focus on the play” Suga answered back, amused by the sudden (and graphic) display of attention from the Nekoma couple (whom he didn’t even know was a couple). At least now he knew it was okay to demand some cuddles from Daichi later.
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Night couldn’t come fast enough. Kenma made himself scarce, going to the room in which Nekoma had been instructed to spread their stuff out, he made sure to grab two futons close to both the door and a corner of the room for himself and Kuroo. The omega wasn’t taking any chances with that sly boyfriend of his, he was trying to spare the others from the cringe mated behavior that was inevitable. Kenma couldn’t deny his alpha too much, especially not at night, freshly showered where his scent would smell the purest. Searching around the bag that Kuroo had packed for him the weekend before he tried to find his DS before going to eat the provided dinner. He knew that Kuroo and Bokuto would more than likely still be on the court practicing (and that Keiji would stick close by his alpha, never even giving the unmated omegas in the camp the possibility to even think Bokuto was available).
Walking out to the hallway, game in hand, Kenma wondered where Shouyo had run off to. He wanted to catch up with the younger boy, pick at his mind a little more.
The closer he got to where they were serving dinner the more he could hear the general chatter of everyone. Distinctively he caught the sound of Yaku repriminding Lev meaning that he was walking in the correct general direction.
“Kenma!”
Turning around, Kenma caught sight of Shouyo running towards him. Lifting his head and pocketing his DS Kenma gave the younger boy his full attention.
“Shouyo, hey… How was your exam?”
With a groan Hinata"s face lit up in a blush “It was fine. I’m here and that"s all that matters”
Shrugging Kenma turned back towards the general sound of others, and unconsciously willed Hinata to keep walking with him towards dinner.
“Hey Kenma, can I ask you a question?”
“Hmmn.”
“What did Akaashi mean by asking Kuroo if you and him would sleep in a seperate room from the team”
Kenma found himself tripping on air, at a loss for words at Keijis audacity.
“Kenma, are you okay?” Hinata moved to stability the cat eyed boy, looking down at the ground to see the potential cause for the misstep.
“Don’t worry about me and IGNORE Keiji. He just loves talking nonsense”
Hinata stared at Kenma, taking note of the slight blush on the older omegas face and the subtle scent of embarrassment that he was sure Kenma was trying to suppress. Maybe Kenma has a crush, Hinata wondered, watching as the other teen walked a bit faster to reach everyone else.
“Okay, if you say so. Don’t worry! Your secrets’ safe with me!” Hinata pointed at himself, making sure to release a happier scent to try and diffuse the embarrassment that he caught off Kenma. Running forward he moved closer to the door, the conversation already forgotten as he could smell the food coming from the cafeteria.
“Secret…?” Kenma watched Shouyo run off, a little perplexed at the turn of the conversation.
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Kuroo looked off to the side, catching sight of his omega scurrying off as soon as team matches were over. He knew the little omega was most likely off to find his game and play.
“Yo Bro!” Bokuto came barreling at him, Kuroo catching the taller alpha with ease. This was a routine he had become accustomed to with his packmate. Thumping the other alpha in the back Kuroo looked around, making sure no one went after the cat eyed omega.
“Kuroo-san, good play today” The low and sharp voice of Akaashi made Kuroo focus back on the conversation.
“Awww thanks Akaashi, who knew you had the capabilities to compliment other people” Kuroo flashed a predatory smirk at the omega, releasing his alpha scent to emphasize the jab. Akaashi simply smirked back at the alpha and drew closer to the two older boys. The omega could feel the eyes of the other alphas on his back, those unfamiliar teams that probably thought he was single and open for the taking.
“Bro, wanna practice some with me and Akaashi? ‘Kaashi promised me he’d set for me all weekend, no complaints” Bokuto asked and detangled himself from his bro to get closer to his mate. He wasn’t unaware of the glances made at his pretty omega, he was always conscious of the strange eyes that followed the two omegas of his small pack.
“Oh ho hooo~~ and what exactly is Akaashi getting in return for setting all week, no complaints?” With an obnoxious face Kurooo egged on the striking omega.
“Wouldn’t you like to know” Keiji replied with a smirk back at the alpha “- maybe i’ll let Kenma know, share the wealth” and with that the omega moved towards the empty court that had finally cleared up so they could start practicing.
“Bro, you gotta tell me bro”
“Bro I can’t, what if he never does it again?”
“Broooo”
“Bro”
“Are you idiots done or shall I go off to eat dinner?” Akaashi raised an elegant eyebrow, looking back expectedly at the two tall alphas. Tweedle dee and tweedle dum, Akaashi shook his head. He would never understand the frequency the two idiot alphas found themselves on.
The two alphas untangled themselves from one another and hurried towards Akaashi knowing the dry omega would not hesitate to leave them to suffer without a setter. Putting his concern over his mate aside Kuroo focused on blocking the other alphas hits, making sure to put his best effort in to block Bokuto’s hits. The one track focus coming from the owl haired alpha gave off an intimidating aura, a hyperfixation that could intimidate even the most seasoned of players.
The scent of a foreign alpha coming nearer threw the two alphas off, quickly closing off the entrance and making sure to keep Akaashi behind them. Kuroo quickly recognized the snarky, sarcastic baby alpha from the Karasuno team; he was missing the smaller, mousy green haired boy that somehow was always glued to the tall alpha’s side. He could tell from afar that the blonde was irritated and doing everything in his power not to let it bleed into his scent. Kuroo and Bokuto both glanced at each other, smug in recognizing the attempts of an alpha trying to protect and not scare off a potential mate. Oh, those times of uncertainty, Kuroo thought with his usual cat-like smirk on his face. The black haired alpha was sure he had his “creeper face” on (although there was nothing creepy about it if you asked him, Kuroo was convinced it was just his mate trying to convince himself he didn’t find it attractive).
“Oy, hey, you. Karasuno!” Kuroo called out, drawing the attention of the younger alpha.
“Would you jump some blocks for us?” he gestured for the younger boy to come to them, Bokuto getting back into his game mentality and stretching his arms.
The dangerous glint of those glasses and the spreading scent of ozone were quick to come out, an attempt from a younger alpha trying to intimidate the two older boys. Unluckily for Tsukishima, you didn’t mate with a self proclaimed “ice queen” and an antisocial computer genius without learning to disregard the cold stares and intimidating vibes.
Akaashi peaked out in between the alphas to diffuse the situation and eventually the blond haired teen found himself blocking for one of the top five spikers in the country.
Quickly, Tsukishima realized that blocking for someone like Bokuto was not sustainable, he could see why no one volunteered to stay and help the alpha’s blocks. Well, no one except the creepy cat alpha.
“So, are you guys a trio or this guy just trying to sleep your omega?” Tsukishima couldn’t hold it back anymore, the question that had begun forming as soon as he saw the trio came out so suddenly and with a lack of finesse.
The subtle choke from the pretty omega with the blue eyes and the cackles from the creepy cat alpha gave Tsukishima a bad omen. Glancing to the side he felt the piercing focus from the snow haired alpha, a glance so intense it worked immediately to intimidate the younger alpha.
Tsukishima cowed, regretting asking his question “Don’t worry about it, you don’t have to answer that” He was facing the other two but his follow up reply was meant for the Fukurodani alpha.
“It’s a valid question, Kuroo-san’s scent is quick to stick on my body” Keiji replied, keeping his tone flat and his scent placid. The younger alpha didn’t have to know why another alphas scent was quick to stick to his own but it was a valid question coming from someone who might have never experienced a pack bond before. Pack bonds in modern society were rare and deemed unnecessary. Most people went by without packs their entire lives, it had become a thing of the past. There was even a push to replace the standard of mating with marriage but the omega felt as if though there was still a long way to go if, if, that ever became an issue. Pack bonds meant that an alpha had to submit to another alpha; in their modern, and slightly sexist, society that was almost unheard of.
Tsukishima stared at Akaashi, his brain trying to piece together the puzzle that the omega had so clearly laid out for him and yet he was coming up empty.
“Well, whatever. I’m leaving, have fun with your blocking” Faking an air of nonchalance, Tsukishima went on his way. His brain was trying to wrap around the bits of information that the omega had so clearly given to him to figure out.
“What a rude little boy” The few moments of silence were broken by Akaashi as he went down to retrieve his items. Bokuto broke from his trance of watching the younger boy walk away and came closer to grab all of his mates things (he didn’t bring anything into the gym because he knew anything he would need Akaashi would have for him).
“And to think I was just talking to that green little sprite about his crush on the tall, blonde alpha. Imagine wanting a mate that dry and sarcastic” Keiji huffed his way out of the gym, a bit irritated that the younger boy had not come to the correct conclusion. “I basically spelled it out for him”
Bokuto slowed his walk and glanced to his side, careful to hide his face from his mate. The two alphas shared a face at the irony of Keiji’s comment and chose to follow after the omega.
“I wonder what Kenma will think of that baby crow,” Kuroo pondered, bringing his hand to his chin as he walked towards the mess hall, the three of them catching the tail end of the dinner provided for them.
As soon as he stepped foot into the cafeteria he immediately scouted for his short mate, his short moment of panic quelled as he saw his pretty, little kitten sitting off to the side waiting for them.
“Kyanmaaa~~~” He raced towards his sweetheart, eager to have the small honey scented omega in his arms.
Kuroo saw his omega grimace at his approach and watched as the omega attempted to move to the other side of the bench.
“Kenma, don’t avoid me” The whines of the alpha brought stares to the pack from the few stragglers that found themselves still eating dinner.
Bokuto and Akaashi turned towards one another and shared a discrete smile, the omega wrapping his arms around his alphas bicep.
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The alpha locker room was hot, steam billowing as the third year alphas took their turn showering and getting ready for bed.
Daichi was rummaging through his toiletry bag, an irritated look on his face.
“Hey, what"s wrong man?” Asahi asked, the bigger man sitting to the left watching as his friend grew more frantic with each passing minute.
“God, Suga is going to kill me” Daichi was beginning to sweat and it wasn’t from the heat.
“What happened? What did you forget?” Asahi assumed that maybe the other boy simply had forgotten the omegas pre-bed sheet mask or maybe even his scent neutralizers.
“I forgot to bring alpha condoms, man…”
Asahi’s mind went blank, for a moment his brain not even processing
“...gonna kill me! I told him I wouldn’t forget. I even hyped up a mid camp rendezvous, and now look. I’m screwed man, i’m not getting laid for another 4 weeks”
Finally the older alpha could feel his brain start to process again.
“You and Suga were planning to FUCK” His last few words came out loud and he could see the white haired alpha from from Fukurodani glanced back at them and smile. Asahi could only imagine how red his face was. He was glad he was sitting AND that he had a towel draped over his neck. Maybe his hair was hiding some of his face?
“Dude, of course. Who doesn’t fuck on camp training week? Everyone knows that going to training camp is a chance to bag an omega from another institute.” Asahi was stupefied, his innocent brain refusing to compute the crude words from his usually respectful alpha friend.
“Don’t be a prude man. Why haven’t you said anything?” Daichi could only wait for a reply from his best friend.
“Yea, don’t be a prude man” The sharp voice of Kuroo’s voice rang nearby as both he and Bokuto could only snicker at the exchange between the crows.
“Nobody asked you, catboy” Daichi sniped back. The responding cackles from the two alphas made him sigh, Asahi had yet to say anything.
“I don’t know what to tell you Daichi, no, I didn’t bring alpha condoms because I didn’t ever plan on having sex with anybody” Asahi admitted, wanting so badly to exit this conversation.
With a sigh Daichi sat back and closed his eyes. It was only a matter of time before Koushi found out and he was sex banned for being so forgetful. An idea popped in his head as Daichi quickly stood up and rounded around to the lockers where Bokuto and Kuroo were giggling over something on Kuroo’s phone.
“Yo, Kuroo.”
Tetsuro glanced back, smirking at Daichi.
“Yes?” With a raised eyebrow and his signature smirk Kuroo Tetsuro looked like the personification of the fact that got the cream.
“Do either of you guys have any spare alpha condoms? We all saw that little display between you and the pudding boy earlier. And what about you Bokuto-san? I’m fairly certain that you have an omega boyfriend as well” Daichi was trying to bargain, to fix his fuck up before Koushi decided the forgetful alpha was worth mating.
With a sheepish grin Bokuto replied, “Sorry man, I don’t use condoms anymore.”
“Yea, and neither do I” Closing his phone and leaning back against the locker Kuroo felt smug, a distinct alpha pride in knowing that everytime “it” went down he got the full experience, creampie and all.
Both of their replies shocked Asahi and Daichi.
“What do you mean? How?” Daichi couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He had some faith that the alphas before him had some brains but it turns out he was wrong. All brawn, no brain.
“So expect some little cat and owl babies soon, huh?” Asahi couldn’t help but ask.
Kuroo scoffed, looking at his bro for help. Bokuto could only shrug, all he knew was that right before his rut he and Akaashi went so he could get his rut birth control shot and that it was okay to fuck the omega raw all the time. He never looked too deep into it after Keiji took the initiative to find out what birth control would work best.
“No you idiot, its combination of rut birth control and an IUD”
“....” Daichi was speechless, immediately impressed by the other alphas, “you get a shot in your dick dude”
All four of them flinched as Daichi finished his statement, a unanimous shudder at the rut birth control shot that was injected directly at the skin in which a knot would form, rendering all sperm that was produced during the following rut nonviable.
“Sacrifices have to be made bro, not everything good comes easy” Kuroo shrugged it off as he packed his stuff. He could hear the impatient huff of his little kitten waiting for him in the futon.
“But, wait…” Asahi finally recovered, his brain catching up to the situation.
“I thought you could only get a rut shot if you were mated” The biggest alpha crow questioned.
“Yeah!” Bokuto answered, a dopey smile on his face (no doubt his little alpha brain filled with memories of past ruts), “Mated rutting is the best bro, there’s nothing like it”
Kuroo and Bokuto both left the crows in silence, continuing their conversation on national team qualifications as they exited the alphas washroom.
“Those two are another level”
Daichi couldn"t help but humm in agreement, his earlier frustrations all but forgotten.
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Endless chatter flowed through the omega locker room as both Kenma and Keiji got ready for their turn at the showers. Kenma was combing through his toiletry bag looking for his blonde hair shampoo. No matter what everyone thought he did attempt to cancel out the yellowness of his hair, it was just hard considering half of the time he showered in Kuro’s bathroom and always forgot to bring his purple shampoo. Kenma looked to the left, glancing to see if Keiji was almost ready to head off to the shower, he was pretty sure he saw the green haired omega, or the “sprite omega” as Keiji called him, had already left the showers and one had opened up. He wouldn’t mind showering together with the other omega. It wouldn’t have been the first time they’d showered together.
“So, pudding-chan… how long have you and the creepy cat been dating?” Kenma turned to give the oldest omega from Karasuno his attention.
“Hmmn, only for 2 years”
“And is he the one?” Suga couldn’t help but be curious, those two together didn’t particularly stand out to him as a match.
“The one…?” Kenma hummed in consideration, not really understanding the older omegas question.
“Yeah, is he a mate runner up? Or are you still shopping for alphas? Considering you’re still a second year”
Both Kenma and Keiji stared at Koushi with a blank glaze over their eyes, both scents fusing together as both omegas gravitated towards one another during the course of the conversation.
“...or maybe an omega mate?” Suga asked, eyeing the closeness of the two younger omegas in front of him.
Kenma tilted his head to the side as he felt Keiji come closer behind him, bringing him comfort with the familiar scent of his packmate being near him as a stranger pried into his private life, albeit Kenma knew it was harmless interrogation coming from another omega.
“No, we’re mated” he simply chose to answer for both himself and Akaashi.
“EHHHH” Suga exclaimed, drawing the attention of a few other omegas around them.
“You’re mated to EACH OTHER?” Koushi couldn’t believe it! He had never met mated omegas so young, especially not two omegas mated to each other.
“No” Akaashi scoffed, looking annoyed at the turn of the conversation, and also a bit irritated at the shock over two omegas being mated to each other. “He means, we"re both already mated.”
“Oh” Kenma jumped in to correct himself. “Kuro and I mated a few months ago” Turning his head to the side and pulling his hair back he revealed the large mating bite covering one of his primary scent glands.
Koushi couldn’t help but gape at seeing the large mating. Daichi wouldn’t even consider mating him until around a year of university, muchless during second year. Turning to the left, Koushi looked to Akaashi for help. The other omega simply turned his head to the side and brought attention to his mated scent gland as well. Both omegas had considerably large mating bites.
“Bokuto-san and I mated last December” Akaashi had a smug air about him, smirking with a tilt to his head.
“oh wow”
“Yeah,” Kenma replied sheepishly. He didn’t really understand others" shock over his young mating. His own parents encouraged his mating to the Kuroo’s alpha son, being both betas they felt if their son had someone to protect him from the beginning he could evade some of the hardships that came with being an omega. He knew that Keijis insistence for a mating bite was a bit more cynical and shrewd but he loved his alpha.
“I’m so jealous” Now that the shock had dissipated, Suga caught himself feeling a little envious of the two omegas in front of him. He never understood Daichi’s reluctance to give him a mating bite; he was aware that there was no going back but Daichi was IT for him.
“It’s okay, a lot of people don"t understand that we omegas actually crave the security of a mating bite” Akaashi commented offhandedly, going back to gathering his nighttime skincare routine.
“Yeah, and my parents’ approved it as an arranged mating so technically we will be considered married once I turn 19” Kenma explained further.
“Your parents arranged it?”
“Well, kind of. Kuro and I are childhood best friends, he triggered my presentation on his second rut. Once my parents figured out he had triggered my heat they arranged my mating with Kuroo’s parents. I don’t mind it really, I always knew it would be him”
With those parting words Kenma allowed himself to be taken by the hand and pulled towards the showers. Keiji was tired of waiting around for another shower to open up, he wanted to snuggle with his alpha damn it.
Suga watched the two omegas head towards the showers together, his face scrunched in confusion. “But… there’s only one shower open?”
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Kuroo was quick to scent the two futons that Kenma had snagged for them, the other members of the Nekoma team sleeping around them. He could easily make out Lev’s figure in the middle of the room, next to him sleeping in a little ball like a frog was Yaku. He glanced around the room, taking note of everyone in his team and making sure they were all accounted for. It looks like the only one missing was Kenma and he knew that probably had to do with Akaashi. The two omegas could take forever if they decided to shower together. Akaashi had a whole shower routine that seemed never ending. Tetsuro himself knew how the lithe omega could trap you into the shower. The click of the door opening drew him back to the room and he smelled Kenma before he could actually see it. It was dark in the room, the only source of light was his phone flashlight that was muted since he put it underneath the pillow to not disturb the others.
“Hey” Kenma whispered as he placed his toiletry bag back into his bag and placed the sweaty clothes he had worn into a separate bag Kuroo had taken out for their dirty laundry.
Kuroo lifted the blanket, the silent invitation for Kenma to crawl into the space next to his mate. The two futons pushed together were quite roomie but the two mates made sure to be pressed up next to each other.
“Hi” Kuroo answered back, bringing his face closer to Kenma"s hair to smell the freshly washed and blow dried hair. “Keiji dried your hair?”
“He wouldn’t let me leave with my hair wet, said I would get sick” Kenma whispered back, giggling afterwards at the mom-like tendencies of his omega best friend.
“Did you two shower together? You took a bit”
“Yeah”
Kuroo hummed into the crown of his omegas hair breathing in deeply and taking in the pure scent of honey, an undertone of honeysuckle could be made out. He chuckled under his breath, knowing the exact reason as to why he could make out the leftover honeysuckle scent from his kitten. Glancing around to make sure everyone was asleep, or at least minding their business, Kuroo gathered Kenma into his lap bringing the small boy closer to him. With a fluidity that only came from having done this hundreds of times Kenma drew closer, with a knee on either side of the alphas waist the omega stretched his torso forward and flattened himself across the alphas upper body.
“Was that the only thing you did?” the alpha asked with a predatory grin on his face, his typical ‘creeper face’
Kenma flushed, hiding his face into his alphas shoulders, his scent giving him away as the scent of honeysuckle threatened to overpower his usual sickly, sweet honeyed scent. The omega couldn’t help slicking up from the alphas taunts, and he would rather throw his DS into a wall than admit that the ‘creeper face’ turned him on.
“Stop” Kuroo heard his little mate whisper into his neck as he ran his hands down the omegas back, both hands coming down to grip the omegas butt over his sleeping short; each cheek in hand as he helped the omega rock his hips into his abs, rutting back and forth to provide minimal friction.
“You’re the one slicking up after I mentioned Akaashi and the shower. So tell me, what did you do?” The alpha made sure to keep the movements controlled, not allowing his omega too much give. He didn’t want to lose himself in the moment, there was no coming back if they were caught rubbing up one another by Kai, or even worse Yaku. Kuroo shuddered at the possibility.
Kenma lifted his torso to try and gain some leverage to rut against. The hands holding his cheeks squeezed and massaged, separating them as he felt the ghost of a finger pass over his backhole. The omega hadn’t put his underwear on and he was glad he allowed himself to be convinced by the other omega. His cunt was quickly slicking up, and so soon after he and Keiji had done some heavy petting in the shower. He knew any longer and he would start to leak over his sleep shorts. Facing his boyfriend Kenma looked down at his alpha, whose stare was pinned to his sleeping shorts where he knew his small dick was mostly likely protruding (and probably some slick was seeping through). “Kuroo, lets go”
Kuroo broke out of his trance from watching those hips rub across his abdomen and looked up at those cat eyes watching him. Bringing a hand and placing it over the scent gland with his mating bite Kuroo pulled the omega into a deep kiss. The pair was quick to lose themselves in the first kiss of the night as Kenma brought both of his hands to the other teens hair, messing up the already chaotic rooster hair. Soft, slick sounds came from the couple, each passing second the kiss turned messier and deeper. Kenma couldn’t help the rocking of his hips as Kuroo pressed his thumb down into his mating bite, sending shivers down the omegas back. The scent of honeysuckle and sandalwood was blooming and mixing from the two.
With a gasp Kenma broke away from the kiss feeling his alphas thumb probe at his hole across his short. They needed to leave the room soon or else.
“Kuroo” Kenma pulled the oldest trick in the book, an omega whine was the quickest way to pull his alpha back from the haze. Snapping to meet cat eyes Kuroo felt his surroundings come back to him as he blinked away the sex haze, it was easy for the alpha to get lost in the scent of honeysuckle slick and the feeling of wet, messy kisses.
“Okay, yea- um..” Kuroo sat up keeping Kenma in his lap as the smaller boy controlled his breathing and tried to reign back the spreading scent of his slick.
“There’s a sports closet next to the alpha locker rooms that they moved all the nets from. Akaashi said we could use that one as they most likely left the nets out in the gyms for tomorrow”
Kuroo quirked an eyebrow as he gazed at the omega on his lap, it wasn’t always him that was thirsty.
Gathering a blanket and an extra change of clothes for Kenma the couple was careful in leaving the room with the rest of the Nekoma team, the door closing after the young couple with a soft click.
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Walking through the dark halls of the gymnasium would have been scary had it not been for the resonating sounds of other couples moaning.
“Looks like we’re not the only ones,” Kuroo grinned as he led his boyfriend to the storage closet that Akaashi had mentioned. He had remembered seeing the exact door and had wondered what it led to, it looks like the other omega had the foresight to look around for a closed space to hook up.
“I wonder where Bokuto and Akaashi are?” He pondered outloud as he came closer to the sports closet door.
“I think Akaashi said something about an old coach office they don’t use anymore”
“How does Akaashi know these things!?”
“Keiji knows everything” Kenma looked up with a knowing face. It was dumb to question the icy omega, he had a way to somehow come out on top of everything.
Finally, they had reached the closet and flicked on the light, locking the door behind them. Glancing around Kenma had a second thought on keeping the lights on so turned and reached around his mate to turn the light off.
“There’s a window to the outside, can’t be too obvious…Uff”
Kenma found himself being lifted up off the ground, he was glad he was used to this man handling as he hooked his legs around the alpha waist and held onto the shoulders in front of him.
“Hi love” Kuroo stared at the yellow cat eyes that glowed in the darkness staring back at him. The blanket and the other things Kenma had brought with them fell onto the floor.
“Hi”
The two stared at one another before lips met. Moaning into Kuroos mouth Kenma felt the apprehension of keeping an arms length from his alpha dissipate.
Breaking the kiss Kuroo lowered his kitten back down to the floor and kept going down until he was kneeling in front of his omega.
Kenma could only blink as he tried to control his breathing, the intensity of the kiss leaving him breathless.
“Did Keiji touch you down here?” Meeting the questioning glance Kenma was aware of his sleeping shorts being pulled down to his feet and suddenly became hyper aware of his alpha breathing basically breathing into his pussy.
“Kuro, what are you doing” Kenma couldn’t help but be embarrassed. The alpha was both taking in his scent and trying to figure out how much he and Keiji had done. “We didn’t do anything, just kissed”
Satisfied with the answer the alpha turned his attention back to the pussy in front of him. Motioning Kenma to step out of his shorts and maneuvering the omegas legs over his shoulder Kuroo got to work. Kenmas muffled moans were a lovely soundtrack as he began licking into his mates cunt. Working his jaw he licked deep into the omegas entrance, the scent of the honeysuckle slick was overwhelming as he gripped the thighs currently trying to crush his head. Hands came to pull at his hair as he used teeth to nip the inner and outer pussy lips, his second favorite set of lips welcoming his wet kisses and tongue. Drawing back from the wet cunt he nipped around the junction of the thighs and pelvis Kenmas sweet voice repeating ‘-please, please, please, alpha pleaseee~’ Kuroo suctioned the omegas tiny dick, his cokclet, the moans above him turning into squeals as Kenma tried desperate to ride his alphas face. Releasing his suction the alpha turned his focus back to the sweet temptation of his omegas cunt. He carefully adjusted Kenma to bring his hands towards the leaking hole, he pushed his thumb against Kenmas cocklet as he teased the entrance with two fingers, shallowly dipping in and out.
A sharp tug of his hair turned his attention towards the smaller teen, teary eyes peering down at him “please alpha, can I come?”
A predatory smirk cut across his face as those two fingers finally entered the omega all at one
“Ahhh~~” Kenma found himself scream, any attempt at staying quiet left his mind as those two fingers furiously fucked up him. The heat building in his gut was spreading, a tingle moving down his abdomen and reaching his toes. “Kuroo— wait, I… mmn” Moans kept cutting his words, the pleasure not letting him speak. Feeling a third finger enter his cunt Kenma knew he was close. The simmering fire turned sharp, the omega reached down to grasp at the wrist working the fingers quickly in and out of him.
“Kuro wait, ahh~~ I think I"m gonna~~ ahhh…”
Kenma felt his orgams crash into his body, locking his body as he bowed into a silent scream. His pussy clenched, muscles furiously working to keep the fingers in him as he felt, and heard, the splash of his slick squirting out of his cunt.
His moans picking up a notch as he felt the fingers continue to fuck into him.
“Wait…..Kuroo i"m serious” Kenma was overstimulated, he couldn’t take the continuation of the finger fucking after such an intense orgasm.
Slipping the fingers out Kuroo replaced them with his tongue as he lapped the slick coming out of Kenma, the gush of slick leaving the omegas thighs shiny with slick.
The weak moans coming from the omega had his dick straining to be set free. Standing up the alpha gathering Kenma into a deep kiss. His chin shiny with slick as he used a slicked up hand to pump his shaft, breathing into the kiss the pair separated for a moment.
“Are you going to fuck me any time soon?”
“Obviously you need a good fucking or else you wouldn’t be sassing me right now”
Biting his lip Kenma glanced down as his alphas dick. Kuroo was an alpha through and through; a 10 inch shaft standing proudly, it kept smacking up to the alphas belly button as he struggled to kick his shorts off. It was long and thick, the kind of cock you had to breathe through to take; on the days he was ovulating and his cervix was angled lowered it easily rammed into his cervix. Kenma was glad he kept track of his cycle and he knew he wasn’t ovulating yet; a bruised cervix was no joke.
Finally the alpha had kicked off his sleeping shorts and turned back to his omega.
“Okay, how do you want to do this?”
Kenma off the wall and turned around, bracing his forearms against the concrete wall. Quickly, he felt the stiff rod slip in between his legs, the shaft moving through his lips and coating with his honeysuckle slick.
“Did you know you are the best thing that ever happened to me” Kuroo whispered into his ear in between the kisses running up from his shoulder to his mating bite on his left shoulder.
Reaching behind him Kenma grabbed his alphas shaft and led it to his hole. Turning his head and meeting the open mouth, Kenma let out a keen as finally, finally, he felt the thick rod push into him.
Kuroo pushed into him in his entirety, not stopping until he had bottomed out. The initial smack resonated in the small closet as Kenma moaned into his kisses, clenching at the dick deep in his pussy.
Kenma broke away with a moan, pushing back and forth impatiently as he tried to egg Kuro into fucking the life out of him. Kuroo simply leaning back and watched as his omega broke down in desperation, moaning and crying, short movements to fuck himself on the thick cock. The alpha could only appreciate the sight; his dick shiny with slick disappearing into a tight wet cunt, precum and slick frothing up at the entrance.
A hard, bruising squeeze at his hips was the only warning Kenma got before the alpha withdrew until only the mushroom tip was left inside being squeezed by the entrance of his pussy. With his grip on the omegas hips Kuroo pulled Kenma back fully onto his dick as he thrust up.
Kenmas moans doubled in volume, his stuttering ‘ah, ah, ah, ah’ harmonizing with the wet smack reverberating in the closet. Slick shiny on both the omegas thighs and the alphas pelvis only moans and groans could be exchanged between the mates.
Smack, smack, smack, smack
Kenma was trying to lower his squeals, the moans had turned a higher pitch as soon as his alpha had shifted his hips and adjusted the angle. His alpha cock was reaching deep in his pussy, the wet squelch as Kuroo forcefully withdrew and entered deep in his body. Kenma was close, the dual sensation of Kuroo reaching deep into his spot with every thrust and the sensation of a cock coming in and out of his pussy, stimulating his sensitive pussy lips. The fire was spreading quickly throughout his body, his cunt leaking thicker slick and pussy clenching sporadically. He knew this one was going to be an intense one.
“Alpha -ahh~~ I’m close”
Kuroo pressed up against Kenma, mouth to his ear “Yeah baby, cum on my knot”
The omega finally felt the tug resistance of Kuroo’s growing knot. A sudden desperation for his alpha"s knot shot throughout his entire body, his instincts flaring at the feel of a growing knot popping in and out of cunt. Moans grew louder as Kenma began pushing back, enticing the growing bulb.
“Ahh, fuck yea baby just like that. My knot slut” Kuroo felt the sweat drip down his face as he pulled back to stare at his growing knot push and pull.
“Kuroo. In, in, in, inside me” Kenma kept repeating, reaching back and pulling each cheek back to allow the knot to more easily make itself home.
“Holy fuck~” Stars exploded behind his eyes as his vision whitened out. His knot finally grew and locked into the omega as Kenma began cumming, a drawn out squeal consequential of the forceful pop from a knot in his pussy. The muscles tightening and massaging his knot had the alpha cumming, released streams of cum deep into the omegas cunt. As the muscles massaged his knot for seed Kuroo breathed through his grunts, his orgasm catching him off guard from Kenmas desperation for his knot.
“Fuck..” Kenma tried taking deep breaths, coming down from his high as the euphoria began to settle. Kuroo was knot locked and they would be stuck together for at least 15 to 20 minutes.
Whilst waiting for the alphas knot to go down the couple stayed pressed up against the wall, Kuroo cuddling and nuzzling his omega mate as he felt the streams of cum slowing. After 20 minutes Kenma began to test the half deflated knot, bouncing on said knot to try and dislodge their knot lock.
Gripping Kenmas hips Kuroo groaned “Slowly, or else i’ll get hard again and then we’re stuck here for another while”
Finally, the knot dislodged and Kuroo was able to pull out. The mess of cum and slick began sliding out of Kenma, the froth of their mating thick and sticky on his thighs. Reaching down to grab their mini sex towel Kuroo began dabbing at the omegas entrance, being careful not to drag the cloth on the sensitive entrance.
After an attempt at cleaning up their mess between the two of them the couple grabbed their things off the floor, Kenma putting his soiled sleeping shorts back on.
“Do you think there’s people in the alpha locker room?”
“Why?” Kuroo asked, looking down to meet wide, yellow eyes.
“I want to wash up before we go back to sleep, it"s going to be so obvious” Kenma answered back, closing the closet door behind them as they stepped back out to the hallway.
“Let’s try”
Reaching to open the alpha locker room the first thing the couple noticed as they stepped inside was the familiar mixed scent of mint and smoked firewood Kuroo and Kenma smiled at each other.
“Seriously, what happened to the unused office?” Kenma stepped further into the room, catching the sight of his packmates, obviously postcoitus. Keiji turned back, as much as he could stuck on his alpha"s knot, as Bokuto turned to look at them from his sitting position on the locker room bench. “Another couple was occupying it when we got there,”Keiji replied, surprising both Kuroo and Kenma.
“Hey, hey, hey bro! Are you guys done?” Bokuto smiled at his packmates and asked his bro with a toothy smile.
“Yeah bro, you"re still locked in?”
“You know Koutaros knots last longer” Akaashi answered for his alpha.
A moment of silence passed in the room as the packmates all looked at each other before laughter rang across the room.
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The next morning morning all third and second year students had to sit through a lecture from all the coaches on safe sex practice. Apparently a few couples had been caught in the act by a coach.
Kenma sat in between Kuroo’s legs, not paying attention to the scolding coming from the coaches across the teams. Looking up and around it was obvious which couples had been caught from the guilt and shame in their gazes.
Kuroo leaned forward and whispered into the omegas ear “Let’s see if we can get away with round two”
The alpha fell back cackling as the omega elbowed him in the ribs, at least he got one good night out of training camp. Creampie and all.