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“Shit…”

Katsuki muttered, checking the basket of new clothes for his favourite jacket. It was nowhere to be found. He was getting angrier and angrier each day by this clothes thief. The damn thief was only really after him and Izuku.

Izuku, who was checking another basket for his own sweater, frowned. His scent stuttered—releasing a foul stench. “It’s not here…” he muttered.

Katsuki grunted. He hated seeing his alpha angry. His mate. Someone really wanted to piss him off, huh? He was content to just wait around and see if he found them or maybe it was just by accident. It happens! The amount of times Sero accidentally took his clothes was embarrassing at this point.

“Let’s go ask around… Maybe someone would have seen something,” Izuku said, forcing a small smile on his lips. Katsuki simply huffed but followed his alpha’s orders. Despite being an alpha himself—he felt as if Izuku was more dominate over him.

Contrary to most of his classmates belief: being sweet didn’t mean Izuku was a pushover.

“Ashido-San, have you seen our sweaters?” Izuku asked.

Mina frowned. “Why? Someone stealing your stuff?” She turned off her phone to pay attention to them. Sero and Kirishima who were right beside her on the couch looked up as well, wondering what was wrong.

“Yeah, we’re almost out of sweaters and jackets because of this little shit!” Katsuki cursed, ignoring the soft glare Izuku sent him.

Kirishima hummed, pursing his lips. “I haven’t seen anything weird happening in the laundry room…” He paused to think. “I did see Kami frantic about something but that’s because he lost his phone…”

Sero perked up at that. “Lost his phone? Was that yesterday?”

“Yeah, why?”

“He had it. He told me he was looking for his shoes.”

Mina raised an eyebrow. “He told me he was looking for his school tie.”

Izuku and Katsuki glanced at each other. Could it be Denki? What would he gain from stealing their clothes? Denki was an omega, yeah, but he always complained that the two had the worst alpha smell ever.

The first time he ever said that was hurtful but now it was just a joke.

“We’ll ask him about it.” Izuku said.

The trio on the couch simply nodded before turning their attention back to what was important. Izuku and Katsuki walked over to the omega who was currently snacking on some cookies with Jiro in the kitchen. Jiro glanced up at them and waved, earning a smile from Izuku and a scowl for Katsuki.

“Dunce face, are you taking our clothes?” Katsuki asked, getting right up in Denki’s face.

The omega blinked once and twice before laughing. “No way! Your scent smells terrible to me, dude!” He chuckled, earning a confusing frown from Jiro. Izuku wondered what she knew to make her side eye him like that but didn’t comment on it. He turned his attention over to the laughing omega who was seeming to piss of his mate the longer he laughed.

“Sorry, Kaminari. We are just desperate. Have you seen anyone acting strange in the laundry room?” Izuku questioned, finally getting Denki to stop laughing. Denki stared at the alpha—leaning back on the countertop as he looked to be wondering if he should answer truthfully. 

He seemed to choose the latter. “No.”

“No?” Izuku raised an eyebrow. He gripped Katsuki’s arm, making sure the blonde didn’t do anything he would regret.

“No.” Denki said once more, turning his attention back over to Jiro. “I can’t believe you guys would think that I would want to drown in your disgusting scent…” He quickly closed his mouth once he realised what he said.

Jiro stared at him in shock. “Denki!” She hissed, surprised he would ever go that low.

Denki didn’t even want to turn around. He couldn’t believe he could say that.

Izuku and Katsuki really just stared at him. Looks of variation of shock was etched into their faces. What could you say to that? Despite them being mates (mainly future mates) it somehow hurt to have an omega be repulsed of their scent.

“Let’s—”

“You got some nerves saying something like that, Kaminari.” Katsuki cut Izuku off, a feeling of uneasiness filling the kitchen. The other students were beginning to peek inside the kitchen, wondering why an alpha’s scent was turning so sour. Especially Katsuki. His scent was usually hard to read. It never told his emotions but right now it did.

And it was sadness.

Jiro bit her lip, “just apologise, Denki.”

Izuku shook his head. “We don’t want your apology. Let’s go. Sorry for bothering you, Kaminari, Jiro.”

The two alphas left as soon as they came. Denki could feel the stares of the other students—their watchful eyes on him. They were waiting for him to do something. Say something. But he felt frozen. Jiro grasped his arm and pulled him out of the kitchen, pushing past by anyone who tried to ask what happened.

They quickly made it to Denki’s bedroom and she slammed the door shut behind them. Jiro stalked over to the closet and pulled out a basket of clothes belonging to Izuku and Katsuki. She dumped them on the floor, staring at Denki as she waited for him to say something.

“You have their stuff. Why did you lie? You could’ve just come clean!” She said.

Denki shook his head. “No way in hell! They’re a couple! This is the only way I can imagine myself being with them without ruining what they have!”

“Why lie that you don’t like their scent then? Wouldn’t you want to smell it all the time?”

“I can’t! I love them so much that their scents cause me to produce slick! I’m so in love with them, Kyoka! But I can’t mess with their relationship. They are already dealing with so much for being an alpha couple… They don’t need me to join the mix.” He sighed, pulling off his scent blockers.

Jiro sat down on the bed. “But… You haven’t even tried. You—”

“Why should I try?! What good will it be to be humiliated by the two I love? It’s better this way, believe me. I had since our first year to think about this… After this year, we’ll go on to being heroes. They’ll never have to come across me as often since I’ll be going to Tokyo anyway.”

Jiro paled. “That far? I mean, we obviously all aren’t staying here but I thought you loved living here…”

“I do… but you saw how I acted in front of them. It’s better to leave before I say something worse. I just can’t wait for school to end.” He muttered.

“School just started…” Jiro whispered, wondering on how she could truly help her friend.

Was she supposed to just let him do this?

“Yeah, it should go by fast this year. The last year is always the fastest. Do you mind leaving…? I should get these clothes ready to return.”

“How are you returning them?”

Denki shrugged. “I certainly won’t show my face… that’s for sure.” He laughed, frowning when he didn’t earn a smile from the beta. “Just… go, please…”

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Mm.”

Denki knew his class didn’t like him anymore. The other stared at him as if he was a monster. How dare he hurt an alpha’s feelings? Especially one like Iz—Midoriya. Someone so kind it was unreal. He was shocked none of the teachers seemed to know. Only class 3-A knew.

And they made sure he knew that.

The day returned the clothes, he made sure to do it when no one would see. Jiro had told him to just tell them but he refused. He was glad he did since no one wanted to talk him anymore.

He no longer hung out with his friends. Only Jiro paid him any mind. Sometimes Mina talked to him but she would be pulled away whenever Kirishima or Sero saw him with her. He thought he could take this.

He deserved it.

He should be able to take this.

At least they just ignored him… It was never bullying or any insults towards him.

He was just there….

And that was somehow worse.

The sound of a hand slamming down on the table spooked the omega as he glanced up not see no other than Monoma and Shinso stood in front of him. The blonde alpha sat down without saying a word while the other alpha nodded at him. Denki blinked—wondering what he deserved to have their attention on him.

Did he smell nasty…? He wore scent blockers more than anyone at this school. While others took breaks, he never did. His clothes never had his scent on it because he used a spray to take off any. He used to take suppressants before joining the school but was taken off due to it becoming illegal in Japan for the dangers it did to their bodies.

“Why…?”

“What did you do to make your class hate you? It’s hilarious how they are all synchronised on ignoring you.” Monoma laughed.

Denki blushed in embarrassment. “Uh, huh, I… I said Midoriya and Bakugo’s scent was retched.” He waited for them to act in disgust but was met with none.

Monoma began laughing while Shinso simply shook his head, taking a bite out of his bento.

“That’s hilarious! That’s all? Fucking hell! Talk about sensitive!”

Shinso sighed. “It makes sense. Being told your scent stinks by someone you like is devastating.”

“Uh, they don’t like me like that….”

Monoma and Shinso blinked.

“Huh, then why were they bothered by it…?” Monoma questioned.

Sure, it stung to be told your scent wasn’t pleasant to someone but it was never something that should’ve bothered you. The only way it could bother you is if the person who told you that was someone you were romantically interested. Just hearing it from a stranger or friend would only earn a glare or a mere shrug of indifference.

Scents will always not be liked by everyone.

But as long as your mate loves your scent—no one else matters.

Shinso hummed. “Maybe they weren’t used to someone not liking their scent?”

“It was the way I said it. They accused me of stealing their clothes and I was a bit mean when trying to prove my innocence.” Denki muttered.

Monoma shrugged. “Their fault. Ah, my class is once again superior. Can’t you believe it, Shinso? Whole class ignoring him for something like that?”

Shinso simply shook his head and focused on finishing his bento.

“Well, you ready for the villains v heroes fight later?” Monoma asked.

“Yeah, class 3-B is joining right?”

Monoma grinned. “Yeah, but since this isn’t a class v class, you better hope you’re on my team. Your classmates don’t seem like the type to actually work with you.”

Denki bit his lip. He was right. The recent class project he had to do alone because Jiro was working with Yaoyorozu at the time. No one wanted to work with him. Mina even worked by herself than with working with him. He could feel his eyes sting but he quickly shut his eyes and focus on finishing his food.

“Yeah,” he muttered, praying that they couldn’t tell he was on the verge of tears. “Yeah, I’ll try to join your team.”

Maybe…

Maybe these past six weeks will get better hanging out with Monoma and Shinso.

Yeah, he’ll get better with time.

“Alright, we’re the villains but that doesn’t mean we can half-ass it!” Monoma grinned, happy that most of class 3-B ended up on his team. Much to pure luck—and a bit of brainwashing from Shinsou—only Denki was on the villain team with Ochaco. She wouldn’t even stand near the omega, much to Monoma’s surprise.

It really couldn’t have been that serious!

Denki walked over to the post his was given to by Monoma. He was to protect the flag with Ochaco, Monoma, Shinso, and a few other people Denki didn’t know. The rest were to go steal the heroes’ flag. So far, it was a bit boring. They were outside while the heroes’ flags was inside one of the buildings.

It was a disadvantage to be outside but they were the furthest away next to debris that Ochaco can easily use was a huge plus. They waited for a moment—simply just standing there. He could hear the sounds of explosions and yelling.

He didn’t care too much about winning but he also didn’t want to lose without trying. Denki tried to steal a few glances with Ochaco but got a quick glare each time. He was itching for Christmas break so badly. Maybe a long visit to his mother will bring in his spirits.

“Duck!” Monoma yelled, grabbing Denki and pulled him away from the spot he once stood. Denki squeaked, gripping Monoma tightly. The others quickly got in position as someone landed down, causing dust to obscure their vision.

Once the dust settled, they came face to face with Katsuki and Izuku. Shoto was right behind them as the ground began to be covered in ice. Monoma only tighten his grip on Denki and manoeuvre him to be held like a bride. Denki’s face was quickly dusted with a soft red hue, mouth opening to say something but he quickly shut his mouth as he felt someone glare at him.

“Bakugo! Midoriya! How did it feel to be insulted on your disgusting scents by an omega you like?” Monoma taunted, a large smirk forming on his lips.

Denki frowned, “they don’t like me!”

Monoma glanced down at Denki, “hey, I wanna hear them say it.”

That only earned him a huff from Denki as he wrapped his arms around the alpha’s neck. Why didn’t he pull away..? Did he miss being hugged? A bit, if he had to be honest. Something inside him missed the tiny pack that had formed within the class. He saw them pack cuddling and he hated how his body broke at the sight.

Katsuki grunted. “Why don’t you just surrender—makes this easier and we can all go rest. It’s a Friday after all.”

Monoma only laughed. “Hm, no. You also didn't answer my question... You do like him!” He tightened his grip on Denki, earning a glare from both Katsuki and Izuku. Monoma simply chuckled once more. 

A shock of lightning aimed straight for Katsuki—sending him back into the building. Another aimed for Izuku but he was easily able to dodge it. A fight broke loose. Ochaco fighting against Todoroki while Shinso and others fought against Izuku and Katsuki.

Monoma walked over to the flag, placing Denki down.

“You used my quirk.” Denki muttered.

Monoma shrugged. “Yeah, hope you don’t mind.”

“It’s fine… I just forgot you can do that.”

The alpha simply smiled. With the two of them holding guard on the flag, they held back anyone that dared to try and grab it. Denki didn’t want this fight to last long. He wanted to lay down and rest for the weekend. He’d greatly enjoy that.

A sudden cramp in his abdominal caused him to crouch down in pain, missing Izuku running over to the flag. To his luck, Monoma was able to push him back with Denki’s own quirk. Izuku was quickly caught by Katsuki before he noticed the look of hurt on Denki's face. Katsuki was ready to end the stupid fight to check up on the omega but was beaten to it by the other alpha. A growl left his lips. Monoma kneeled down, grasping Denki’s shoulders. 

“Kaminari, are you okay?” Monoma asked, leaning down to sniff his scent gland. A mewl left the omega’s lips, reaching to bring the alpha closer. Denki didn’t know why he was suddenly acting like this. His heat wasn’t until three more weeks. Why was it so early?

He wanted to go lay down so badly.

“Fuck…” Monoma muttered. He easily manoeuvred the omega into his arms and looked around for the camera that he knew was placed all over the compound. Once he found one—he ran quickly, hoping that the cameras could pick up audio. 

“Hey!” He yelled. “Omega going into heat here! Cancel the fight!”

His yelling seemed to have caught Ochaco and Todoroki’s attention as they quickly ran over to Monoma, staring at Denki in shock. Katsuki and Izuku were also walking over to them, a look of anger on their face at the strange alpha carrying their.... their friend but stopped at the state of Denki. He didn’t look like a normal omega going into heat. His face was pale, as white as a sheet of paper. Lips tinted white while his face was drowning in sweat.

He couldn’t be in heat but the scent he gave off was of one that was close to it.

Monoma paused.

No, this…

Could he be dropping?!

Fuck!

Monoma knew he had no time to wait for the fight to be over. He glanced over at Todoroki. Todoroki opened his mouth to speak but stopped when Monoma touched him.

“Thanks, halfie!”  He quickly used the quirk to travel by ice, earning yells from Todoroki and Ochaco. Katsuki and Izuku quickly followed him, Todoroki and Ochaco did the same. Everyone else saw what was happening, wondering why the leader was going away from his base. It was telling that he instantly passed by the heroes’ flag and did nothing to grab it. Aizawa walked outside from the room the other teachers watched the cameras and froze at the sight in front of him.

Monoma landed down on the ground, almost slipping from the left over ice on his shoes.

Aizawa used his binding cloth to grab Denki and bring him near Recovery Girl. The older omega panicked at the sight of such a pale omega, motioning for Aizawa to rest him down on the ground. The other students began to file nearby, trying to get a look at what was happening.

“Thank goodness you brought him so quickly. May I have your jacket?” She asked, gently taking the gym uniform jacket Monoma offered to her. Recovery Girl placed it around Denki, sighing when he began to purr at the smell.

She glanced up, “I’ll take him to the office. You all should stay clear of him for at least a week. I need to figure out what happened. Aizawa.” She nodded towards the beta, letting him use the binding cloth to pick up the knocked out omega.

“Go rest, everyone. Kaminari will be fine after some rest. Don’t worry,” he said, despite his face looking as if he didn’t believe anything he just said.

“Monoma-San, please, come with,” Recovery Girl said. Monoma simply nodded and followed the teachers to the clinic.

Jiro sighed, “oh god…” She whimpered, falling down to her knees. Yaoyorozu quickly comforted her. The others didn’t know what to do. They should be going to take a shower and rest for the weekend but could they really do that with another student possibly dying….?

“We should all go inside and rest up, Kaminari should be fine,” Iida said, getting at least a couple of the students to agree. They all began to walk to the locker rooms, wondering to themselves about what just happened. Katsuki gritted teeth, wishing he could've been the one that was taken Denki but he wasn't even sure why. He could tell from Izuku's scent that he felt the same with the way he simply glared at the door Monoma had walked through. 

Before Izuku and Katsuki could walk back inside, Jiro quickly stopped them. Yaoyorozu stared at her in shock. Jiro sighed before staring at them in the eye as she tried to think properly about what she was going to say.

“Denki was the one stealing your clothes.”

“What—?”

“It was because he loved you guys but you were basically future mates so he never did anything with it. He shouldn’t have stolen your clothes but please understand he wasn’t thinking straight about his unrequited love.” She spilled out, bowing her head down.

Izuku frowned. “But why did he lie…?”

“He believed it was best to not ruin your relationship… He’s been in love you guys since first year…” She whispered.

“So it’s our fault he is like this right now…?” Katsuki asked.

Jiro simply shrugged.

Izuku sighed. “Thank you for telling us. We’ll resolve things when Kaminari is feeling better.”

Katsuki simply nodded in agreement. He seemed so shocked that his friend could ever see him romantically. But thinking back on it, it made sense.

It was weird that he could also seen himself being with the omega. And if the look from Izuku was what he believed it to be…

Izuku was also in love with him.

Denki huffed as he felt someone gently rub his cheeks. He opened his eyes, glancing to see Recovery Girl and Monoma staring at him.

“What…?”

“Oh good! It wasn’t a full drop!” Recovery Girl laughed.

Monoma smiled. “Glad you’re okay, Kaminari.”

“What happened?”

“You dropped. I’m guessing it’s because of an alpha you like.” Monoma said.

“Ah…”

“It’s alright. You’re fine now but I want you to visit me every two days for the next few weeks.” Recovery Girl said, giving the omega a small smile. “Monoma, can you take Kaminari to his room.”

“Wait, how long was I asleep?”

“A week,” Monoma answered, helping the omega off the bed. Denki stared at him in shock, wondering how it had gotten this far.

“Most drops last up to a month. Or the omega just dies.” Recovery Girl muttered. “Anyway, stay safe, Kaminari. See you in two days.”

Monoma helped Denki walk to his room, answering any question the omega asked. This mostly stayed the same. No one was allowed in the clinic and a lot of his classmates looked devastated when he didn’t return that Monday. It was Friday and the class was still going on. Monoma had only come because Denki was responsive to his scent since it was the last one he smelled before going into a drop.

“Your heat is probably going to start this weekend… Recovery Girl told Aizawa about that. You know where to find me if anything.” Monoma smiled as they reached Denki’s room.

“Thank you, Monoma.”

“No problem. You owe me anyway.”

“Ah…”

“But, there’s someone that’s going to visit you later. They’ve been anxious the entire week and bothered me all the time. They’re so annoying. Control them more often.”

“Who?” Denki asked. 

The alpha simply grinned before walking off back to class. Denki sighed to himself before walking over to the laundry room. Despite himself, he wanted the smell of his alphas. He grinned at the fact there was a whole basket filled with their clothes. In hindsight, he should’ve known it was too easy to have them together in one basket just waiting for him.

Denki took the basket to his room, locking his bedroom door shut as soon as he got inside. He dumped the clothes on his bed and tossed the basket over to his closet. Denki quickly got to work setting up his nest. He could feel his abdominal region stinging.

His heat was coming and he worried it would be harsh.

He was not looking forward to this heat. But at least he had the scent of the alphas he loved.

Even if they would rather die than have him use their clothes for his makeshift scent.

It was dark out when he felt his pants tighten around himself. He hated feeling this way. Denki quickly took off his clothes, grabbing Izuku’s sweater to pull on. He slipped on Katsuki’s boxers that didn’t stay on properly as he gripped his stomach tightly. The first hour was always the worst. It was just cramp after cramp before he was suddenly craving to be bred.

The pathetic whimpers that left his lips circled around the room—causing him to wish he didn’t have to hear his voice any longer. It stayed like that for a moment. Just when he was about to slip into a dreamless slumber, a knock on the door shook him.

He cursed but got up, stumbling over to the door and opening it. Denki was waiting to be met with Jiro but was shocked to see his alphas. He yelped and was ready to close the door but was stopped Izuku. The two alphas made no movement to go inside but made sure Denki couldn’t close the door.

“What do you want?!” Denki cried, wishing they could just leave him alone.

“You stole our clothes again,” Izuku said, a smile on his lips.

Denki frowned. “I’ll give it back later and leave you guys alone! Just… just let me have it for this heat…”

Katsuki rolled his eyes, “when did we say that we wanted it back?”

“Huh…?”

“Are you going to let us in, Denki?” Izuku asked, grinning when the omega blushed at the use of his first name. Denki pondered for a moment before allowing the alpha’s in, hoping the mess his room was in didn’t bother them that much.

It didn’t seem to as Katsuki closed the behind himself, motioning for Denki to get back inside his nest. Denki hesitated but followed his command, blushing at the look of pure happiness from Izuku. Once Denki was in his nest—a nest that was certainly made last minute with how the clothes were just sprawled over his bed.

“I’m sorry for lying to you…” Denki whispered.

Izuku shook his head. “We can worry about that another day. Are you feeling okay?”

Denki hummed. “Yes but why do you care…? You guys are already mated…”

Katsuki huffed. “We’re not sure either. We can worry about the semantics later. We just came to make sure you had our clothes for your nest.”

“What?”

“We left the basket out for you,” Izuku said, reaching over to drape one of his jackets over Denki properly. “I’m glad you grabbed it. We’ll check on you after your heat.”

Izuku pulled away as Katsuki reached over to open the door. Denki panicked. He finally had them. They were returning his affection in some weird way. He knew rationally, that they just wanted to do everything while he was properly sober and everything but his inner omega couldn’t bear being away from them.

He wanted them now.

Fuck waiting until the talking stage.

“No!”

Izuku and Katsuki stopped, turning their attention back over to the omega who had a blush over his pale skin. The colour hadn’t still returned ever since he dropped and it certainly brought a sense of fear in both of the alphas.

Denki licked his lips. “Stay with me.”

Katsuki frowned. “No. We haven’t even had a date. We can’t possibly—”

“—Of course!” Izuku interrupted, shocking the taller alpha.

“How fucking horny are you, Deku?!”

Izuku blushed. “I’m not horny! If an omega asks you to stay, you stay!”

“You’re just thinking with your dick!”

“Kacchan!”

“See! You know I’m right!”

“Guys…” Denki said, staring at the alphas in disgust. He didn’t want to see them arguing like five year olds on his heat. The alphas got the memo and ceased any arguments on their tongues as they undressed down into their underwear. Izuku sat on the edge of the bed while Katsuki stood, noticing how the bed was going to be cramped.

Denki blushed. “I’ve never had sex before so I’m sorry if I’m bad…”

Izuku shook his head, “it’s fine. We’ll be focusing on you anyway. Right, Kacchan?”

Katsuki simply hummed.

“So, lay down, Dunce face.” Katsuki smirked, pushing the omega to lay on his back. Izuku quickly placed himself between Denki’s opened legs, reaching over to pull off his sweater. He didn’t want to because he loved how the sweater engulfed the omega but knew it would soon get too hot. Katsuki sat on the edge of bed near Denki’s face, to get a clear view of whenever the omega looked a little uncomfortable.

The first time, they’ll worry about Denki and not force for the both of them to get a chance.

The other times will be more equal.

“Tell us whenever it’s too much,” Katsuki said. Denki simply smiled at him.

Izuku could smell the arousal from the omega. He gently slipped off the boxers Denki was wearing, blinking at the sight. Denki’s cunt was fully coated in slick—it was something he’s never seen before. He slowly reached a finger towards it and gently pressed on his folds, shocked at how easily his finger slipped in. Denki whimpered, arching his back at the feeling of someone other than himself touching his lower region.

“You’re so wet, Omega. You must’ve gotten so much slick on our clothes whenever you stole some,” Izuku said, pushing in one finger between the wet folds that squelched at the movement. A soft whimper was drawn from the omega, reaching up to grasp Katsuki’s hand.

Katsuki smirked, “well, did you?”

Denki shook his head, not wanting to answer.

Izuku frowned. “C’mon, we have the right to know. You would always return the clothes with no scent on them… I was always hoping I would get to smell your scent or slick but nothing. So selfish…” He pushed in another finger, waiting for any sign of discomfort from the omega.

“Did you ever think about what your alphas wanted?” Izuku whispered, leaning forward to press kisses on Denki’s neck. He eyed the scent blocker that was still on his skin. It was hardly working as it had been on there for a week but he still reached up and pulled it off. Denki’s scent filled the room with honey and sunflowers, mixing in with Katsuki’s caramel and Izuku’s citrus.

Denki mewled at the sudden bite on his scent gland, causing him to clench around Izuku’s fingers. Katsuki bit his lip, wishing he could join but knew it was best if Denki only had one alpha to deal with at the moment. He reached down to his boxers and slowly pulled out his cock, knowing he was going to have to take care of himself.

Izuku glanced over at Katsuki and smirked, causing the blonde to blush.

Only Izuku could ever get that type of reaction from the explosive alpha.

“Did you ever wish we caught you masturbating with our clothes?” Izuku whispered in Denki’s ear, shoving in a third finger. “To see your slick drenching our clothes while you used them for your imagination of us fucking you?” Denki shook his head once more but he knew deep down that he was always hoping he was caught at least once.

Then he wouldn’t have to confess himself.

“I bet you dreamed of one of us fucking into your womb—giving you the pups you deserve,” Katsuki grunted out, grinning at the gasp from the omega. An omega on heat was always weak to the thought of being bred.

Izuku pulled away from Denki, smiling at him. “I would love to tease you for much longer but I want to taste your slick…” He pulled out his fingers and moved down to place his face at Denki’s dripping pussy.

“Besides,” he touched Denki’s clit, earning a mewl from the omega. “We have your whole heat cycle to tease and punish you.” Izuku grinned before quickly diving in, his tongue lapping at the slick. Denki wrapped his legs around his head as he screamed out, quickly be shut up by Katsuki covering his mouth.

Denki stared up at Katsuki with watery eyes before glancing down at the alpha’s harden cock that was out and proud. Katsuki watched with a baited breath as Denki reached one had to grasp his cock that was at least six inches. It was as thick as a coke can—shocking the omega.

Each suckle and lick to his cunt brought out muffled moans as he stroked Katsuki’s cock, trying to give the other alpha some attention as well. Izuku’s boxers felt tight on his cock as he could see Denki trying his hardest with Katsuki. He loved the little grunts from Katsuki and the whimpers from Denki.

If they didn’t stay at the school—he would be having the two of them screaming his name.

Though he already had Katsuki do so once.

Izuku focused on tasting the sweet slick that Denki produced. It was sweet as honey and had an addictive feeling to it. He felt as if it was hard to pull away—despite his cock crying to release his knot into something warm and tight. Denki’s pussy clenched around nothing a new times, causing Izuku to begin to thrust his tongue inside. This proved to be a good move as Denki began to squirt out more slick—causing Izuku to lap it up as if it was his last meal for life.

Katsuki enjoyed seeing the fucked out face of Denki was he tried to stay silent while also giving him a hand job. The hand job was not good by any means but somehow the omega still brought something out of him. Maybe it was the fact that Denki actually wanted to pay attention to him.

He couldn’t imagine how he would act when fully sober enough to handle two alphas at once.

That day couldn’t come quick enough.

Izuku grasped Denki’s thighs as he began his last round of slick, wanting to hurry up and fuck the omega. He suckled on the clit—earning a silent scream from the omega as his legs began to shake as he reached his first orgasm of the night. Denki had never felt this way before and he certainly didn’t know what to do after coming so hard from simple oral sex. Izuku pulled away—slick covering his lower half of his face.

“How was it?” Katsuki laughed, only earning a grin from the alpha.

“Perfect. Are you ready for my cock, Denki?” Izuku asked, getting the omega to look at him rather than the ceiling. Denki simply nodded—still having Katsuki’s hand over his mouth. If that hand was not there: Denki would be screaming for their cocks already and for himself to be bred already.

It was pure luck that Denki seemed to like Katsuki being so close to him.

“Don’t knot him.” Katsuki suddenly said.

Izuku nodded. “Of course.” He lined his cock up with the twitching sex in front of him. Izuku couldn’t believe he and Katsuki could’ve had this since first year if Denki hadn’t been so scared to confess to them. He sighed as he gently pushed inside—shocked at how wet and tight the omega was.

It felt as if he hadn’t spent a few minutes loosening him up.

Denki continued his lacklustre hand job for Katsuki, occasionally glancing up at the alpha to make sure his attention was still on him. Katsuki placed his hand over Denki’s much smaller one and began to stroke it at the pace he usually masturbated with.

It took only a minute or so before Izuku began to thrust deep inside the omega, enjoying the strangled noise that was heard. Katsuki made sure to keep his hand over his mouth despite wishing he could hear it in it’s full glory. Izuku grunted as he kept a slow pace—wanting the omega to get used to his eight inches.

Denki felt as if the cock instantly reached his womb. He certainly wanted pups but not until a few years into his career. But on his heat, he wanted to be bred now. He wanted little Katsuki’s and Izuku’s running around as he was pregnant again with another. Denki sighed at the thought, enjoying the slow thrusts his alpha gave him as his other taught him on how to give a proper hand job.

He just wished he was in a better mindset to properly appreciate it.

“God, you’re so tight, Omega. You were made for me.” Izuku groaned.

“Good, Omega. Follow my lead.” Katsuki moaned, feeling his knot coming soon.

From the angle Katsuki was at, the knot would pop and his seed would cover Denki’s face entirely. Denki was in glee with the thought. Izuku’s thrusts began to get more frantic as Denki was starting to random clench tightly around him. The alpha grunted as Denki mewled at the feeling of his womb be bumped into by his cock.

“You’re gonna take my knot, right? Be a good omega and take it,” Izuku growled, grasping Denki’s slim waist as he began to thrust recklessly. Denki began to be pushed forward harshly by each thrust.

The only sound the covered the room was the muffled screams of Denki and the squelching of his pussy from the amount of slick that slipped out. It only took a few more seconds before all three of them reached their peak. Denki arched his back and clenched down tightly as he came, sighing into Katsuki’s hand.

Katsuki knotted and his seed spilled all over Denki’s face and hair. Denki whined at his hair as Katsuki pulled his hand away from the omega’s mouth, smirking at the weak whimper that left his omega’s mouth.

Izuku came last, thrusting in one last time before knotting deep inside Denki’s womb. White thick cum coated Denki’s pussy as a few slipped out on the bed, alerting Izuku that he hadn’t pulled out like he promised.

He could already tell Katsuki was about to cuss him out.

“Kacchan….”

“You fucking Deku!!!!”

“Guys!!! Please fight tomorrow!! I wanna sleep!!” The omega whined, his voice hoarse from his screaming.

The two alphas stared at each other as Katsuki made a quick promise to fuck up the other alpha’s face tomorrow.

Izuku was not looking forward to have a new scar added to his body.

The three cuddled together on the small bed and fell into a deep slumber. Only waking up in the afternoon to fuck once more.

Their classmates desperately wished they had gone home for the week.