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Izuku is almost never comfortable. Since he was a kid, a severe awkwardness wrapped around him. Keeping him away from others, smothered him. He’d spend his days wondering how he could do better and nights thinking about what he should have done. When his secondary gender wasdiagnosed at his doctor’s office, it only solidified in his mind the feeling of being an outsider, an Other. Being an omega was just another way of being different when he just wanted to feel normal.

In this day and age secondary genders were still flashy, but there wasn’t really discrimination. Not really. In fact, a lot of people used their rare secondary gender as a way of elevating their social status or as a positive attribute of who they were.

Izuku isn’t a sexy or flashy person, he just wanted to feel comfortable. But never did, never has. This level of anxiety in omegas sometimes reflected in their nests. It was called DN, Distressed Nesting. Izuku hoarded his favorite superhero’s omega targeted merchandise. He realized he needed help when he found himself unshackling his bedframe, needing more room, needing more comfort, and noticed it was already 7 AM and he had turned his whole bedroom into one catastrophic swirling mess of blankets and comfort items.

He had been in school for design, had dozens of notebooks that studied his favorite interior designs and research. Which colors made people, made omegas at ease? What shapes? What patterns? Izuku becomes a specialist, and soon many omegas hire him to help them soothe their DN.

He would take into mind their favorite things, colors, smells, dislikes, and create an

atmosphere and nest bed-frame that spoke to his client’s needs.

And yet.

Izuku still can’t sleep. He could help others, why? Why couldn’t he help himself?

His mom visits his apartment, frowning at how even Izuku’s couch has swirls of blankets and

stray pillows. It matched the unease that swirled in Izuku’s chest every hour if the day. There

were medicines but they either weren’t enough or made him too drowsy.

His mom unpacks the miso soup she had brought for her troubled child, the boy in a blue

hoodie jacket and shorts. She presses the back of her hand to his forehead and sighs,

“Izuku, I spoke with my doctor about your issues…”

Izuku groans, walking away from his mom and flopping on his disorienting frumpy grey

couch that had a collage of sea foam green and mute light blue fabrics. Colors that we’re

supposed to soothe. His mom was always trying to make him date an Alpha.

Because after all, more than incense, more than medicine, probably more than Izuku’s whole career, a wanted

Alpha’s hormones and touch instinctively soothed most omegas.

“Especially omega’s with DN, love.” Izuku tunes back into his mom’s fussing. He gets up to

set the table for them both and they start eating. Izuku pouts, cheeks flushed as he went through a medicated heat. He

never endured the full effects of his heat, just took the strong medicine and suffered from a

fever and got a little more horny than usual. Mostly, it was a fever for Izuku.

“It’s not that I don’t want to date, mom. I just… can’t. I’m lucky I have Todoroki and Iida as

friends, but I’m doing my best at work!” Izuku forces a cheery smile to try and calm his mom,

but she shakes her head and advises sternly.

“Listen to me honey, I’m trying to say something else. My doctor said she has seen a lot of

positive progress from DN diagnosed omegas and an Alpha assisted service. It’s called Alpha

Care. They have professionals who are thoroughly vetted and trained to sootheomegas with reassuring Alpha pheromones. Just-“ Inko reaches for her purse on the side of

the round table, and pulls out a brochure.

The company, Alpha Care, looks legit. Izuku slurps some tofu and seaweed in his soup as he

reads through the information.

It basically says that the omegas can go to the clinic near them, see a list of Alpha employees,

and sample scents till they find one that they find suitable.

After their selection, they can choose which kind of care they would like.

There is Sleep Care, Social Care, and Heat Care. Izuku blushes at the last care option, isn’t

this basically like an escort service?! Yet it is affiliated with legitimate hospitals, so maybe

it’s… okay?

“Izuku, you’re muttering. Jeez, some habits never change no matter how much you grow up!”

Inko shakes her head with a smile. Izuku clears his throat and laughs, then makes a mental

note to visit the clinic once his heat is over.

A few days later, Izuku is in a white hoodie jacket, jeans, and red sneakers at the nearby

Alpha Clinic. He called and made an appointment when he wasn’t booked himself, and

despite the fear of failure trickling down the back of his thoughts - stepped inside the place.

Izuku had expected a more hospital aesthetic from the clinic, but inside the decor is in warm

natural tones. Golden frames with paintings of flowers,deep teal velvet couches with brown

and gold pillows. Even the receptionist counter is a dark wood,a kind looking beta is waiting.

She has fluffy short pink hair and black nails, she wears cheetah print scrubs and plays with

her pink fluffy headed pen by twirling it in her hand.

“Hello, welcome to Alpha Care! Do you have an appointment? I’m Mina, nice to meet you!”

Izuku blushes, the girl has that popular girl aura. Eye liner and lip gloss, bright and friendly.

Izuku nods, an anxious smile presenting itself already. He shows his insurance card, signs in,

it feels a lot like a doctor’s visit but definitely doesn’t look like one.

“Okay, great! Now,would you prefer to see our Alpha staff sheet first or test the scent

samples?”Izuku doesn’t see the point of even looking at the guys,he wasn’t here for heat care.

He just wanted a decent night’s sleep. He was tired of getting four hours of sleep on a good

day.

“Ah, just the samples! I don’t really mind!” Mina raises her eyebrows a bit, oh god, was that a

weird thing to do? Izuku internally cringes as he waits for Mina to pull out a rack of glass

tubes, each with a scent swab that looked like perfume tester sheets.

“Okay hon, pick whichever you’d like. These are all professionals and will take good care of

you. Heck, I’m friends with all of them. Anyways, take your time!” She gives a thumbs up and

starts filling out paperwork as Izuku stares at the rack of scents.

This is just like being in a candle section! Right! Just pick a scent! That just happens to be

attached to a complete stranger who will help you through something super embarrassing!

Izuku winces, he is terrible at inner pep talks.

The first scent smells like leather, which is fine but doesn’t give the physical soothing affect

Izuku needs. The next smells grassy, which is kind of weird but not bad, just not right. God,

what if all of the scents did nothing for Izuku? Izuku presses on, determined to -

fight off the negative thoughts, and takes out the next scent strip.

He doesn’t have to even press the paper to his nose. Izuku’s knees buckle, it feels like he has

been carrying a boulder all this time and finally let it go. Tension disappears in his muscles,

a fuzzy haze comfortable settles into his being, a trill of excitement dances under his skin.

Mina’s giggle snaps him out of his trance, she motions to the sample in Izuku’s hand with her

fluffy pen.

“Number 1, huh? I’ll let you know ahead of time, he’s rough around the edges.-

Yet, he’s the favorite of our clinic amongst omegas. Prime Alpha scents are no joke. Ah, but

he doesn’t do Heat Care so, I know you only want Sleep Care today, but I still am obligated to

inform you just in case.”

Izuku almost drops the tube, failing to put the tub back inplace a couple tomes before it slots in, Izuku stutters bashfully.

“Oh! Oh that, no, haha no I didn’t plan on doing… that! Thank you so much, for the info! I

really appreciate it. Yes, this one, please.” Mina takes the tray and puts it back under her

counter and begins to check her computer for schedules.

“Ah! This might be too soon, but he actually has a slot open tonight! That’s so rare for him

actually, but no pressure! Whaddya think?” She smiles warmly, and Izuku goes with the flow,

not wanting to disappoint the excited nurse.

“Uh sure! Do I just, like come here? And uh, what’s his name?” Mina wiggles in her chair,

jotting down the appointment in the computer system.

“Yes! So, just bring your nesting materials in a bag and enter the clinic from the back! Wait

in the lobby and he will come greet you. Just follow the rules you already signed, kay? Oh, and his name is Bakugou Katsuki. Big

blonde guy, he’s a sassy one haha!”

A sassy one?? Rough edges?? Was this guy really a professional? And the top ranked

apparently??

Izuku sighs, then reflects on how relaxed he still feels. His jagged nerves had been smoothed

out mostly, just a hum of anxiety now. He just wants to be the best he can be and help others.

He owes it to them, to himself, to try.

“Okay, I will take the 7PM slot with Bakugou Katsuki!”

Izuku paces outside the clinic with a backpack, two bags, and a heart that nearly vibrates

with nerves. He looks at the horizon that is a splash of oranges,red,and purples,and steadies

his breaths.

“Okay, it’s just a guy, who is an Alpha, who is a stranger - no - professional!”

“Ok ok ok go go go” Izuku mutters under his breath and pulls the back entrace clinic door

open. The smell already hits him. He nearly falls over with all his nesting supplies, into the

more hospital looking lobby area.

A punch of spices, a rich aroma of sweet pine, that almost smelled like caramel. It is such a

complex stench, Izuku can already feel his abdomen warm up. Wow? What??

“You’re five minutes late, Deku.” Izuku’s gaze removes itself from the entry mat and

rebalances himself.

He looks up and, holy moly. It is a HUGE Alpha who’s spikey blonde hair taps at the door

frame he is so tall. Even in red scrubs, his muscles strain the fabric with their bulk, veins are

prominent on his crossed forearms, and his face?

A mean hard jaw line, crimson eyes that naturally intimidate with their severe shape, and a

raspy voice that makes Izuku’s breath hitch.

Why is a magazine model his Alpha Care specialist?! Why is he so hot and scary looking at

the same time? Was this what Mina meant before?

The huge Alpha smirks, striding towards Izuku and takes each bag in his hands.

Izuku just gawks at him, starry eyed , the freckles on his cheeks hidden with deep pink. The

confidence wavers however after a visible sniff from the Alpha, he stiffens, then gulps.

Then after a few seconds he turns around quickly to stand at the hallway door.

“Deku Midoriya, right? Our Sleep Care room number is 3, unless you wanna fall asleep

standing then follow me.” The smugness is back, a playful smirk at the big Alpha’s lips.

Izuku snaps out of it, scampering to catch up with the Alpha like a duckling. When walking

behind Bakugou, Izuku stares up at the wide thick back that protrudes strength through his

uniform. Izuku can’t stop sniffing though, he already felt drowsy at its warm dizzying pull.

They enter the room and it is a weird mix of a hotel room meets hospital room. Everything is

white and clinical, a bathroom with bathtub/shower, small TV on wall, a quaint desk with

two chairs, and a queen sized bed that is bare bones.

They sit at the desk, Bakugou assumes the bigger chair and sets Izuku’s bags on the table.

Katsuki grabs a clipboard off the surface as Izuku sits across him with hands on his lap.

“Alrighty, so” Bakugou looks at Izuku’s chart with a frown,

“25 year old omega male, DN

syndrome, insomnia, and anxiety. Usually we start a beginner’s session with Q&A, and you can ask me

whatever as long as it’s not inappropriate. Then tell me your sleep preferences. Yada yada.”

Bakugou sets the clipboard aside and leans back in his chair with legs spread.

It was a but shocking to see a medical professional sitting like a delinquent, yet it suited the

brisk Alpha. Izuku only knew Betas, the only Alpha in his life being Todoroki. Who smelled

like strawberries and clean laundry, he was not at all a Prime. Hell, Izuku only thought-

Prime Alphas were CEO’s and celebrities. Then again, this man was a highly paid and highly

ranked medical professional, it made sense.

Izuku fidgets, squeezing his knees and staring at Bakugou’s comfy leather shoes.

“Um…” Bakugou’s feet look comically bigger thanIzuku’s, “Well, Mr. Bakugou -“ The Prime interrupts him.

“Katsuki. No need for the formal shit, just Katsuki.” Izuku’s green eyes widen with the

surprise of his specialist casually swearing and for the sudden intimacy.

“Ah, sorry! Um, Mr., I mean, Katsuki… how old are you? What led you to get this job?”

Bakugou’s eyes are unrelenting, eye contact piercing into Izuku’s round cute face. Izuku

struggles to maintain eye contact.

Bakugou hums, scratching his chin. His low voice seemed to reverberate in Izuku’s abdomen,

making Izuku’s body feel tingly.

“35. Mom’s in the medical field so I thought I’d try it out. For reasons I got into this line of

work, and I’m damn good at it. Any more questions?”

For reasons??? Izuku licks his lips, his mouth felt dry around the man. Izuku shakes his

head, then glances at his bags.

“Can I set up my nest? Maybe?”

Bakugou chuckles, it’s a deep condescending sound. Izuku’s body feels so sensitive even his

clothes irritate him,

but his heat just ended! What was happening to him?

“Go ahead. I’ll finish writing notes, tell me when you’re done.”

Izuku immediately unpacks his blankets and belongings, desperate for something to do. His

anxiety was different now, more like… excitement?

Izuku grinned to himself as he patiently laid his blankets on the barren mattress, soon the

big bed was decorated to his liking. He didn’t even feel the need to use all of his nesting

materials, which was extremely odd.

At home Izuku had worried he hadn’t brought enough of his bedding, but now he was just

intent on finishing to begin his session with the Alpha. Izuku clears his throat, slightly

flushed as he revealed an embarrassing amount of Allmight superhero merchandise.

The Alpha barks a rude laugh, looking at the plush nest.

“You like Allmight? Looks like my new omega’s a total nerd.” Izuku turns beet red, a sun

burn level of embarrassment burning at his whole body. Yet, the Alpha slinks his shoes off

and lays on the right side of his nest.

Izuku is used to fitting inside the big swirl, yet Bakugou’s body length fits most of the bed

itself. Izuku feels too warm to wear his hoodie jack now, pulling it off and wearing just his

blue T-shirt that said “Pajamas” and basketball shorts. He crawls in the bed and timidlykneels beside the Alpha. The Alpha is already on his back, an arm behind his head propping

him up.

“Pfft, settle down, Deku. How would you prefer to sleep? Body contact a yes or no?” Izuku

realizes he still hasn’t corrected the specialist, being too star struck to have cared.

Izuku stares at a grinning Allmight pillow near Katsuki and smiles shyly,

“Usually I put an Allmight re-run on and sleep on my side…” Bakugou nods, sitting up to

grab at the tv remote on the nightstand.

This was so surreal to the petite omega, watching the -

hulking Alpha’s face relax into a natural scowl in his focus to find an Allmight show. Izuku

had gone on a few dates in his life, that had either turned into friendships, or just people that

turned him down saying that Izuku wasn’t the right fit for them. Romantically,

Izuku had never even been in the same bed as a romantic interest, let alone slept with one!

Such an intimate setting being with a total stranger, professional or not, was kind of

exhilarating.

“Ah, they have the one where Allmight defeats X-ray, that’s one of my favorites.”

Favorites?! Izuku balks at the information, crawling towards the Alpha instantly and

forgetting his nerves to geek out.

“ME TOO! I feel like it’s such an underrated episode but it really shows the shift in maturity

in Allmight’s superhero career! He has to face the realitythat not everyone can be saved!” Bakugou snorts, amused by the bright eyed patient who had

finally opened up. He taunts,

“Tch, more importantly it’s when he finally outranks his competitors and ranks number one

hero. He was bad ass.”

Izuku is shocked, and the two rambleabout Izuku’s favorite T.V. Show. Izuku can’t believe that a Prime Alpha was also a huge

Allmight fan? Usually his friends just nodded at his nerdy gushing, placating him with “uh

huh” but Bakugou joins him easily in conversation!

Bakugou yawns, fangs glinting in his open mouth, then scolds Izuku.

“Enough blabbering nerd, this appointment is about you getting sleep, remember? Light on

or off?” Izuku is surprised the Alpha seems so tired when it is only 8PM, 8PM? Had the two

really been talking that long?

“Off…”

Bakugou clicks a button on the headboard and points at a red button on both sides,

“By the way,for any emergencies we press this red button,so don’t press it outta curiosity.

Don’t need that fuckstorm before we try to sleep. And…” Bakugou raises a nonplussed

eyebrow,

“You want physical contact or not? You can sleep on my arm or chest, or stay sitting like a

weirdo all night. Your pick, Deku.”

Izuku holds an Allmight plush, and slowly steels himself to look at the handsome man’s face

that flashes with the TV’s light.

“We could, if it’s okay, try contact? Your arm, could be… good?” Bakugou’s sadistic smirk

melts into seriousness, he lets his massive arm fall to his side. Open for Izuku. Izuku slowly

eases himself into the crook of Bakugou’s arm, now he fully basks in Katsuki’s aroma.

It’s heavenly. The spiciness, the sweetness, the musk, Izuku subconsciously whines in

contentment. All the coiled nerves that tortured him daily seemed to unshackle, he rests his

hand tentatively on the Alpha’s pronounced chest.

Izuku realizes Katsuki’s heart is beating quite fast, as if it was trying to beat through the bones and skin to rest in his hand. Izuku

realizes he needs to check his mail to see if any new interior design requests have been filed.

Softly, loud enough to be heard over the white noise of the TV, Izuku mumbles.

“Ah, I need to get my phone…” Bakugou pulls Izuku in tighter by the small of his waist,

causing the little omega to squeak. The Alpha’s voice is husky with sleepiness, it makes Izuku

tremble.

“Nah uh, that shit will keep you up all night. Sleep, omega.”

Izuku knows that using mild Alpha commands is part of Alpha Care, yet being held like this,

and having Katsuki call him omega so easily… causes hot slick to release from Izuku’s pussy.

His breath hitches and thighs squirm, deeply grateful he wore heat pads just in case.

Bakugou looks so sleepy, so perfect looking down at him with a frown. Maybe he won’t smell

his arousal, Izuku hopes desperately. Izuku chirps, slightly pleased at the demand and

strangely - the Permission to sleep.

“Ah, okay. Good, goodnight then.”

Izuku gulps audibly, eyes half mast and subconsciously glancing down at the Prime Alpha’s

groin. Even in scrub uniform the natural bulge of Katsuki’s cock was clear. Of course an

Alpha Prome would have a gigantic cock…

Izuku’s thighs rub a little, Izuku’s breathsa little erratic and slow. Could a penis like that even fit in his inexperienced pussy?

Izuku’s eyes flash wide in horor. What was he thinking?! He barely know this man! This man

is just an Alpha Care specialist! Get a grip Izuku! Don’t let pheromones and a really good

scentcloud your reasoning! This isn’t who you are! And in front of Allmight?!

Izuku squeezes his eyes shut, mortified from his instincts. A small squeeze at his waist

interrupts his internal self deprecation, and soothes him instantly.

Bakugou is faintly frowning, his eyes closed ready for dreams. Izuku doesn’t want to bother

his Alpha, no, the Alpha. So he closes his eyes, breathes in the cloud of musk enveloping him.

Feels the curves of muscled protection around him, the rise and fall of Katsuki’s chest.

Safe. Comfortable. Izuku starts to doze off, before he slips into unconsciousness, he feels the

top of his verdant curls shift. Almost like someone was smelling him too.

Izuku doesn’t remember sleeping that well, and that deeply, for a long time. He wakes up to a

gravel-y voice, his heavy eyes blinking in the foreign room.

“Mornin’ Deku. I’ve set a morning pack for you on the desk. It has a toothbrush, tooth paste,

and a protein bar.”

Izuku realizes he is drooling on a pillow where Katsuki used to be, he jolts up and wipes his

lip swiftly.

“Ah, thank you! It’s been a long time since-“ Izuku yawns, covering his mouth then

continuing. “I’ve slept that well.”

Bakugou smirks, “ i’ll take that as a compliment, nerd. Talk to the pinky at front desk if you’d

like to get sleep care again or try our social care. I have another appointment so, I gotta go.

The door locks behind you so just leave when you’re ready.”

Izuku feels a pang of disappointment with the Alpha leaving so soon. Then again, it’s not like

this is some one night stand. It’s a literal medical appointment. Izuku would be stupid to

imagine waking up in Katsuki’s arms or to breakfast.

“Okay! Right, thanks again, Mr. Bakugou!”Izuku has a toothbrush in hand as he waves at

Katsuki at the bedroom door.

The handsome Alpha frowns, “Just Katsuki. Remember to wake up before you drive. Later.”

Izuku laughs, already charmed and at ease. The morning dread he hadbeen accustomed to having faint and far away in the Alpha’s presence.

Izuku is quick to request not only his next Sleep care appointment, but a Social Care

appointment too. Izuku was already hooked. He wanted to learn more about Katsuki, to bask

in the Alpha’s warmth.

For uh, health reasons. Not for romance! His health insurance covered the treatment after

all, these weren’t dates. Right.

The Social Care appointment he booked is later that week for two hours. The treatment

basically helps omegas with severe anxiety get errandsdone, helps them attend stressful events, and get home safely. Izuku requested help with

shopping, in particular, at a small local art gallery. He needed to choose art for his new

omega client.

Izuku feels guilty for booking an appointment with Bakugou when other omegas probably

needed him more. Yet Izuku craved the tranquility of the Alpha’s protection and scent.

They meet at the lobby area again.

“Hey Deku. You’re on time this week, surprise surprise.”

Izuku’s lips squirm, his cheeks already sizzling under the beefy blonde’s scrutiny.

“Sorry, Katsuki! Oh and… to be honest, the way my name is read is Izuku… not Deku…”

Bakugou walks past the petite omega and opens the door.

He gives a smug smile that show off his fangs.

“I know that. C’mon, I have a company car out front.”

Izuku’s mouth drops, what?! This Alpha is so mean! Yet, Izuku is happy to scamper

alongside the huge man, eager to inhale any whiff of Katsuki’s musk.

They get in a plain black car with the Alpha Care clinic logo printed on the car doors. After

Izuku gives the address, the two make their way over to Ultra Gallery.

Izuku discovers that Katsuki has barely disguised road rage. The Alpha clicking his tongue at

slow drivers, glaring frequently at those that cut in front of him. His huge hands squeezing at the wheel.

The anger spikes the Alpha’s scent, the omega overwhelmed by it soon.

“If.. if you call me Deku, then I should be able to call Katsuki, Kacchan.”

Izuku tries to bring up an amusing topic to help relax the Alpha, it works. Bakugou snorts,

“Tch, whatever floats your boat, Deku. So, why an art gallery? Usually I’m going to grocery

stores or helping an omega get their car fixed. You lookin’ to buy somethin’?”

Izuku shakes his head, fiddling with a stray strand of fabric at his shirt hem. Today he wore

overalls and a red striped shirt to go with his red sneakers. As per usual, Bakugou was in

scrubs - today’s scrubs were black.

“I’m an interior designer for omegas with DN. My friend recommended this gallery since he

knows I like to support local artists when I can. Being in crowds can be nerve racking

sometimes…” Bakugou nods, he turns into a parking spot in front of the outlet mall center in

the city.

“So you’re a good doer type, huh? Makes sense. Those types tend to stress the fuck out a lot.

Let’s get a cool painting then.”

Izuku gets out with the Alpha, he asks with interested pretty green eyes blinking up at the

confident man.

“So, does Kacchan not get stressed out?”

Bakugou holds a fancy modern glass door open for Izuku, he gives the omega a half hearted

sneer.

“You sayin’ I’m a bad guy?” Izuku waves his hands in front of him, going inside with

Bakugou.

“Ah no no, it just. I know you’re strong and stuff, I was just curious…”

The two lower their voices. The art gallery is bustling with guests. It seems that a new artist

was debuting this day and had reeled in interested buyers.

Bakugou scratches his head as the peer at oil paintings of cats decorate the first exhibit

section.

“What, you lookin’ for something new to worry about? Well, I grew up with this thing called

scent desensitization. Which is a fancy term for scents not affecting me. It’s part of why I got

this job. Other than that, I just do Muay Thai boxing and kick ass at work.”

Izuku is doing a bad job paying attention at paintings, it’s just that nothing is as beautiful or

interesting as the crimson eyed Alpha that towers besides him.

A weird sense of pride fills the little omega, being accompanied by such a capable and cool

Prime Alpha.

It’s not just Izuku who stares, a lot of guests glance at Bakugou and whisper.

“So the condition doesn’t negatively affect you? Wow, Muay Thai, I bet Kacchan is a great

fighter. I do kick boxing once a week!”

Katsuki snickers, turning to look at a painting of a fluffy kitten with green eyes .

“Ah, just bothers my nosy ass mom. She hates that I’m not interested in dating. You kick box

huh? Hard to take you seriously when you look like this kitten.” Bakugou nods at the

painting.

Izuku’s heart sinks. It was like the Alpha was telling him, ‘I wouldn’t date you’ to his face.

Yet, his competitive spirit flashes when the Alpha taunts him.

The omega points his nose up, hands on his hips as he pouts.

“I’m a lot stronger than I look! Don’t look down on me!”

Bakugou barks a laugh, his smirk showing off a fang as he starts walking forward again.

“Yeah well, if I never looked down at you I’d never be able to look at you. Short-y.” Izuku

giggles, freckled cheeks bunched up with glee.

Usually, in crowds like this, even with friends he would feel like he didn’t belong. It was a feeling of being insignificant, of being one of the

extras in the movie of life. Right now though, laughing with the Alpha, surrounded by

beautiful paintings, he feels like a main character for once.

“I need to go to the bathroom. You okay with waiting?” Bakugou asks this with a pretty

serious face, which touches Izuku.

It’s his job, it’s just his job to care, Izuku reminds himself.

“Oh, I’ll be fine! I’ll be looking at this wall.” Izuku points at a wall covered inpaintings of flowers. While the Alpha is gone, Izuku can actually focus on his job. He

remembers the omega client really likes floral aesthetics, and tries to find a flower painting

that has a pastel palette.

“You alone, omega?” A creepy pale man with flaming dry skin appears at Izuku’s side. An

alpha, but with a bitter aroma that sets Izuku’s instincts on alert. It wasn’t often that Izuku

was hit on by people, as he usually dressed in frumpy clothes and kept on the side lines.

Izuku gives a tight polite grin, only glancing at the skinny tall man with long silver hair.

“Ah no, just waiting for a friend.” Izuku hopes his total disinterest would deter the stranger.

He even takes a few steps away to look at a different painting.

Yet the scary stranger follows, face bowing close to him, too close for comfort.

“Don’t play hard to get, I know you just want someone’s attention.”

Izuku grits his teeth, he hates this, hates this scent that isn’t his Alpha’s, maybe he should

just leave the gallery.

Why did things always turn out this way? Why couldn’t Izuku just be happy? Izuku opens his

mouth to say an excuse to leave, but he is jerked away by the waist.

Suddenly he is held in by that sweet spicy musk, that heat, Bakugou holds him close.

“Get lost creep, and get out of here before I tell security some freak is harassing people.” The

silver haired man glares daggers up at Katsuki, then leaves in a huff.

The place where Bakugou touches makes Izukus nerves glitter and sing,

being tucked into the big Alpha’s side like this felt so romantic. Having the man flaunt his

strength and scare off a lesser Alpha was seriously cool… and sexy. Katsuki looks pissed

though. They walk a little, with Izuku tucked into Bakugou’s arm like lovers.

“Fuckin’ hell. I take one piss and some asshole is already pouncing on you. You okay?” Izuku

is more than okay.

His abdomen feels heavy, breaths hot. Izuku swears he can feel every finger on his waist’s

sensitive skin. He feels like he belongs to Bakugou like this.

“Y-yeah. Thank you, Kacchan…” Izuku stares up at the hunky Alpha with big round adoring

green eyes, freckles floating on a blush. The Alpha sniffs, freezing, then glances down at the

swooning omega.

Izuku startles, looking away fast and gulping. Ah, his pussy feels hot. He should leave, he has

heat pads on but, but you never know… Izuku rambles,

“Well, I know which painting I need! We can go to the front register and I’ll file in my

request! These paintings are allso wonderful though! I’m going to get the one of daisies on the flower wall.” Katsuki takes his

hand off of Izuku’s waist and the poor omega fights the urge to whine at the loss of contact.

After waiting in line and requesting,

Izuku is able to get a framed copy of the daisy piece. Bakugou carries the painting and sets it

in the trunk of the car, then catches the omega shivering in the evening breeze.

“You need a jacket, Deku? You’re shakin’ like a leaf.”

Izuku shakes his head,

smile a little dejected.

“No no, it’s okay, I will be fine in the car!” Bakugou rolls his eyes, grabs a black bomber

jacket in the back seat and throws it in Izuku’s lap when they’re seated in the car.

“Take it, I don’t want you getting a cold under my watch. That’s make me a shitty care

provider.” Izuku’s smile is more genuine this time, emerald eyes crinkling adorably at the

kind gesture.

“Okay then, thank you, Kacchan…!” Izuku looks silly in the jacket,

his hands lost in the sleeves, his body puffed up and lost in the sea of fabric. Bakugou can’t

stop laughing at the sight the whole drive back to Izuku’s apartment. Izuku is wobbly as he

holds his painting in his apartment’s parking lot,

“I need to give your jacket back!”

Bakugou rolls his eyes, in his car leaning in the driver’s wheel.

“Nah, you have a Sleep Care appointment this Friday, right? Just give it back to me then.”

Izuku waves with a sleeve, not a hand, as the Alpha drives off. Having the jacket it on makes

it feel likehe is still with Katsuki. Still protected, still being held by him. Izuku eventually gets the

painting into his apartment, settles, then flops on his back on his nest.

He shouldn’t.

Izuku takes off the massive black bomber jacket with a bomb patch on it’s back with a skull

on it.

This wouldn’t be right.

Izuku takes off his clothes.

What if his scent rubs off on Bakugou’s jacket?

Izuku peels off his superhero panties, copious amounts of slick droolfrom his excited pussy. The heat pads were drenched.

Just a little. Bakugou is unaffected by scents right? He shouldn’t be able to notice. Just a

little. Just to calm down…

Izuku lays on his back, completely naked in his nest. He holds the jacket to his nose and

keens high and loudly. He rubs his slimy clit as he takes deep greedy inhales of the Alpha’s

sweet stink, shakey exhales as he sinks two fingers into his tight needy cunt.

His eyes already tear up, little feets curling up in delight. “Oh Kacchan, please please…”

Izuku fingers his soaked fuzzy pussy desperately, letting his palm slap against his clit and

coat his palm in slick.

His hips lift off the bed, humping into his fingers,

Izuku wishes the older Prime Alpha would take advantage of him, of his pussy! Would shove

that huge cock into his pussy and claim him then and there!

Izuku sobs into the jacket, drooling a little bit as he whined for the gigantic man.

Izuku was still a little young, but he wouldn’t mind being bred by the older Alpha. He’d love

to bear the man’s pups, he would give anything for Katsuki! His heart, his pussy, he wanted

them to belong to him!

Izuku bleets out into an empty room, legs shaking as he climaxed with a pathetic plea.

“Kacchan! Kacchan! Breed me! Kacchan! Fuck me!” Izuku’s head whips back as his cunt

grips his fingers in orgasm, clit twitching happily.

He pants, eyes wet and lost from his high.

He unconsciously rubs his cheek and neck against the jacket to scent it.

This was bad. Yet, the poor omega doesn’t have the strength to cancel his appointment or

change his Alpha Care provider. He just quietly cleans up his mess, and pretends that didn’t

happen…

It had been a hard week. One of Izuku’s clients, the one he had planned on using the floral

painting for, ended up having to get admitted to a hospital. Not getting any sleep takes a

deep toll on the body and mind.

Izuku can’t help but feel partially responsible.

If he had only worked faster, did better, maybe the omega wouldn’t have had to be in such

dire straits now. Izuku ended up finishing the room while the omega was away. Which

meant, Izuku himself barely slept. He had been managing furniture movers and construction

workers, working for other clients as well, he probably got 2 hours of sleep each night. He would find

himself trying to fix his nest Just Right sometimes and end up with an hour of sleep and less.

He felt like hell by the time his appointment with Katsuki finally came.

Izuku had almost left the house without…. The Jacket. After what Izuku did, he felt deep

shame and hid it in his closet… he knew if he kept it in his nest, it would only be a repeat of

the first night he kept the Alpha’s clothes.

Whenever Izuku felt stressed, like he bad been juggling too much work and was going to collapse from the pressure, he

would open his closet and breathe in Bakugou’s spicy sweet musk.

It was ridiculous, but it never ceases to help uncoil the strained muscles in his body.

So now, Izuku holds the jacketin his hands and contemplates. If he washes the jacket doesn’t that make it seem like he did

something bad with it? Besides, it’s a nice jacket, it’s best to bring this type to a professional

cleaner.

It has been a week, Izuku never used it again for… for sexual purposesSo… Izuku grabs a little laundry air freshener and gently mists the jacket.

There. Any residue from his lapse in judgment should be fine! Exhausted delusional Izuku

believes. He then folds it neatly and places it in an old paper shopping bag. There! Perfect!

Izuku arrives with multiple bags and his backpack, which Bakugou helps him carry in at the

clinic’s backdoor. The Alpha had been waiting outside, seemingly impatient to see the little

omega.

“Oh, thanks for always helping me carry these, Kacchan!”

“Tch, seeing a short guy like you somehow carrying these huge ass bags is an eyesore. Also..”

The two set the bags on the desk after walking through the lobby, then Bakugou crosses his

bulky veiny arms and glares down at a sheepish Izuku.

“Why the hell do you look like a raccoon? You seemed better at our Social Care appointment.

Usually our scents leftover on omega’s nests naturally make omegas sleep like a baby, but

you? Seems like you’ve gotten worse! What happened,Deku?”

Izuku clasps his hands together as he sits down politely, eyes flickering up back forth between his bags and the scrutiny of

sharp red eyes.

“Kacchan was amazing, I just, work and all! A client’s DN got worse while she waited for her

room renovations. She was in the hospital and…” Izuku had been-

speaking quickly, like ripping a bandaid off. It slows at the end, tears welling up in his

beautiful round green eyes.

Bakugou’s arms unfold and he crouches in front of the sniffling freckled omega so they can

be closer to eye level.

“I just wanted her to have a safe place toreturn to. For her to finally get some rest. She is really kind and, I didn’t want to fail her

again…!” Bakugou sighs, his handsome face has shifted from a scowl to a softened frown.

“Oi. Stop acting like you can control everything. You think she’d be happy knowing youare hurting yourself to make shit for her better? Why is it okay for you to suffer? Be good at

your job but be good to yourself too. You can’t give your best if you’re running on fumes,

nerd. Don’t do this shit again, alright? Let’s get you to bed.”

Bakugou puts a huge hand on Izuku’s green curly head and ruffles it. Izuku wipes his tears

with his fingers and smiles sweetly, able to reconnect eye contact with the worried Alpha.

“Mm, okay, yeah. Thank you, Kacchan..”

Bakugou nods, and sits down in his chair to write session notes down as Izuku starts to

unpack his nesting materials. Izuku starts to work on his swirl on the mattress. Sprinkling

little pillows and Allmight plushies where he likes them.

“Hey, you forgot a bag.”

Izuku pauses, he holds onto a fluffy Allmight themed bunny stuffie to give him strength.

“Ah, your jacket is in there! Sorry, I forgot to tell you!” Izuku had been half hoping he could

tell Katsuki in the morning and leave without having to face the hunky blonde.

Bakugou snorts, he unties the hoops of the bag and pulls out his jacket.

“Yeah yeah, I’ll set this in the lobby-“ Bakugou pauses. Izuku’s heart is hammering in his

chest, face in a first degree burn of humiliation. He can’t know, can he? Izuku squeezes the

plush tighter.

Bakugou’s whole massive body stiffens, he brings the jacket to his nose and pauses. Izuku’s

emergency babble mode kicks in,

“Yeah sorry I almost forgot and I also have air fresheners at home so sorry if it smells weird

like I thought I should have just taken it to the cleanersso I apologize but thank you for-“ Bakugou waves a hand, setting the jacket back down in the

bag and interrupting the rambling little omega.

“S’fine. You want me to turn the T.V. on?” Katsuki’s voice is slightly off, his voice husky,

deeper, and slightly strained.

Izuku chirps quickly, desperate to change the subject and hoping he hasn’t annoyed

Bakugou.

“Yeah! Thank you! I heard the new Allmight movie is airing on Hero Network tonight!”

Bakugou takes a deep breath, ties the shopping bag again, and grabs the T.V. Remote.

When he turns around he just has his usual stern expression and sits on the edge of the nest

while channel surfing.

“Um,Kacchan,could you actually sit or lay here? My nest is gonna droop there,sorry.”

The adorable omega pats a place besides himself in the nest with a timid warm grin. Today

Izuku is wearing a baby blue T shirt that says, “Sweet Dreams”, and polka dot grey shorts.

Bakugou is in grey scrubs, nothing flashy. The Alpha’s prominent chest stills,

then exhales sharply as he crawls over to lay down next to a very sleepy Izuku. The omega

yawns and asks,

“Is it okay if I rest on Kacchan now?” Being around the Alpha’s heavy musk was like a drug at

times, his headache had lifted, and his limbs felt like jello.

Bakugou clears his throat, propping a pillow under his head and extending his muscular arm

for his patient.

“Go ahead. Looks like the movie just started. Don’t strain yourself to watch it though, sleep is

more important than a movie you’ve already seen.”

Izuku giggles, feeling light as a feather as he nuzzles into Bakugou’s bicep. He wiggles into

the crook of Bakugou’s massive body, his freckled cheek atop the side of the blonde’s chest.

“Mmm. Kacchan’s warm… Ah, sorry, weird thing to say haha…!

Um, wait how do you know I’ve seen this already?” Izuku looks up with a little o at his

mouth, and Bakugou gulps as he looks down at the omega with a playful sneer.

“Like your nerd ass wasn’t online at the second tickets were released to grab the first

premiere viewing.”

Izuku pouts, tilting his head back to look at the charismatic Alpha better.

“Hmph, I bet Kacchan also saw the premiere!” Bakugou tuts, then uses a hand to push

Izuku’s face back into his chest.

“Whatever, maybe I did. Now start with some breathing exercises.”

Izuku thinks he might be imagining it, but Katsuki’s body feels more rigid than he

remembers. His scent is slightly… different. Heavier, even a bit more stinky. Izuku catches

himself taking deeper and longer breaths, it was hard to focus on the movie, on anything.

Instead of the scent lulling him to rest, it was slightly stimulating. Izuku glances up at

Bakugou, he was scowling at the movie, like he wasn’t paying attention to the funny scene.

A few beads of sweat cascade down the thick neck of the Alpha, and when Izuku looks

down…

Bakugou swiftly pulls blanket over himself. Izuku could have sworn he saw a prominent

bulge rising slightly. Maybe Izuku is imagining things, the light is off and the movie is

flashing. Bakugou’s sleek jaw looks strained, his arm not curled in and holding Izuku’s waist.

Izuku’s body starts to tingle, he can feel his nipples rub against the cotton fabric of his shirt.

His pussy starts to ache, and his tummy feels hot. Izuku can’t even focus on the movie, he

starts to squirm, a little slick slips out of his hole.

A hot hand rests on the exposedskin on his dimpled lower back.

“Don’t… move like that. Just, rest.” Bakugou’s voice is more raspy than usual, the command

making Izuku lick his lips. Bakugou’s thumb starts to trace up and down.

Izuku scolds himself, trying to regain control and focus.

Katsuki was doing his job! Why do you always end up thinking of sex! Sure, he is a Prime

Alpha that has a stench that lights all senses on fire and looks like a sculpture carved by

angels! He is a medical professional! Not a stripper or escort! Snap out of it!

Be respectful! Izuku internally berates himself, trying to ignore how Good it feels to have the

Alpha’s thumb tracing lightly on his sensitive lower back. He can’t help but have his breath

hitch as Bakugou’s thumb continues to rub up and down. Such a simple gesture was makingIzuku’s panty pads soak! Bakugou pulls Izuku in closer, the poor omega’s eyes go half lidded,

feeling so warm and close to his Alpha.

Bakugou’s face turns downwards, breathing in Izuku’s curly hair with a low rumbling croon.

Izuku is panting at this point, knowing Katsuki wasappreciating Izuku’s scent as well made his pussy pulse with need. His freckled hand starts

rubbing lightly back and forth in a sensual wave on Bakugou’s heavy pecs. Izuku watches

groggily as Katsuki’s adam’s apple bobs at the sensation.

Izuku can’t take it, he doesn’t even realize he has begun rubbing his pussy on the Alpha’s

thigh. He can’t think clearly, all he can do is enjoy the hot rich spicy stink of his Alpha. Enjoy

his Alpha’s strong big body. Izuku starts to whimper, suddenly a strong gripat the base of his hair snaps his head upwards to face the Alpha’s disheveled appearance.

Bakugou’s pupils are blown, fangs dripping as the Alpha glares down at Izuku’s needy pretty

face.

“My. My rut. Need to…” Bakugou leans down, groaning as his nose glides -

faintly at Izuku’s pinkened neck. Izuku shudders at the cloud of hot breath that ghosts at his

scent gland. Hoping those vicious fangs sink in and claim him. Bakugou suddenly lets go, his

body lunging up the bed and slamming his hand on the emergency button.

The lights in the room instantly turn on and a stream of gas starts filling into the room

through vents. Ah, Izuku remembers reading this on the papers he signed.

The gas makes you so.. so sleepy.

The world then turns dark, Izuku can only see Bakugou pull away from him.

“Midoriya? Wakey wakey… Izuku Midoriya~ Wake up, hon.”

Izuku’s eyes are blurry as he blinks awake to the pretty receptionist girl, Mina.

“Wha… Mina?” The pink haired girl smiles comfortingly, the smell of coffee is in the air.

She is kneeling at the side of the bed in zebra print scrubs.

“So, there was an accident last night huh? You okay? Bakugou already gave his statement,

seems like he left before his rut was in full effect. Although it can be an occupational hazard,

we do have the Alphas in our care on suppressants so it is unusual. It’s the first time it has

happened to Bakugou though.”

Izuku sits up, rubbing his eye and shaking his head.

“I’m fine! Nothing really happened…” Izuku laughs out of nervousness.

Mina nods, standing up with Izuku.

“Well, we sent you an email where you can fill out and grievances or complaints! It is normal

to want to stop treatment, switch partners, or want to speak to someone after an incident like

this. I am here for you!”

Izuku wags his face like a dog’s tail, hands waving in front of himself as they walk to the desk

that has a hot cup of coffee with sugar packets and half and half cups.

“No no no, really, everything was okay and Kacchan was very professional and stopped

everything!”

Mina sighs an

exhale of relief, a big happy smile and her golden eyes glint with glee.

“I’m relieved to hear that! Our Alphas are trained but it is always good to be careful!”

The two pack Izuku’s nesting things together, Izuku enjoys a sweetened cup of coffee all the

while.

The bag with Katsuki’s jacket is gone though…

At the door out, Izuku inquires cautiously,

“Is Kacchan gonna be okay? What happens next?”

Mina giggles, her hand leaning against the doorframe.

“That is SUCH a cute nickname! Oh, he will be on rut leave for a week. -

Then he will be back to work. I will give you a call when he is available, if you are open to

booking Alpha Care again.”

Izuku’s eyes light up, he agrees with the proposal and heads back home.

It was just a mistake after all, Kacchan is a professional. It was embarrassing butthe thought if never seeing Bakugou again brings a near crippling pain to Izuku. Besides, he

doesn’t want Katsuki to feel bad about a normal body function such as a rut. Izuku would

hate if any of his friends hated him for having a heat so…

Izuku tries to bury himself with work, but remembers what Katsuki says about resting, and

makes sure he gets at least six hours of sleep. It was progress. Izuku tries to suppress the

fluttering his his stomach when he thinks of how Katsuki had touched him. It was just

becauseof his rut but still…

When Izuku gets the call, he is helping construction workers paint a client’s wall. He steps

out of the room and answers,

“Hello?”

“Hey Midoriya! It’s Mina! Bakugou is back and there are updates with his contract!”

“Hi Mina! Great! And uh, what updates are there?”

Mina chimes in, a little mischievousness in her tone.

“Well, he has added Heat Care to his contract!”

Izuku doesn’t book a Heat Care appointment immediately, that would be embarrassing...

Besides, Izuku still had about 3 weeks until his next heat.

He gets his weekly Sleep Care appointment instead, and decides to text his best friends to

hang out the day before seeing Katsuki.

Izuku steps into the café where Iida and Todoroki wave at him at a wooden table. Iida drinks

a black coffee, Todoroki with his tea, and Izuku with a caramel macchiato. Iida adjusts his

glasses as he fusses over Izuku.

“Izuku, you look pale, are you feeling well?”

Todoroki quietly observes the omega, sipping at his tea with an apathetic stare. Izuku sighs,

leaning his cheek against his palm and wiggles his straw in his iced drink to blend the

espresso.

“So, I might… have…” Izuku gulps, then decided to blurt it all out while wincing.

“A crush on my Alpha Care provider, which is so unethical and so naive of me but I can’t help

it! We both love Allmight and he’s really funny in a mean way but not like actual mean just in

a fun way but I’ve never felt this way before!” Izuku plops his flushed face in his hands.

The bug beta crosses his arms, Iida worries,

“I hope he hasn’t been crossing the lines of patient and provider with you, he could be taking

advantage of you, Izuku.” Todoroki nods, looking between his friends.

Izuku frowns, quick to defend Katsuki, “Not Kacchan! He is super professional and always

pulls back when needed! Even when his rut was premature, he quickly resorted to emergency

procedures!” Oops, Izuku bites his lip, he probably shouldn’t have mentioned that.

Iida gapes at Izuku comically, freezing in place like a robot. Todoroki just nods, blue and

brown eyes looking down at his cup.

“He likes you too.”

Izuku brings his fingertips to his lowerlip, in shock he near whispers,

“Wh-what?”

Iida comes back to life,

making a soft karate chop motion in his anxious explanation of the situation.

“As a beta, I have done thorough knowledge of my Alpha and omega peers to ensure that I

can help in any given situation! Todoroki is correct. An omega’s heat and an Alpha’s rut are

similar in that they can be set into effect prematurely when the Alpha or omega feel that a very suitable

mate is in close proximity. It is rare, but usually spurned by the suitable mate’s scent in

strong doses.”

Izuku reels at the information. These things were the stuff of movies!

Although…Izuku’s scent on Katsuki’s jacket may have been the cause. What about Katsuki’s

condition though?Izuku sighs,

“He has scent desensitization though… he even said he isn’t interested in dating.”

Iida hums in thought while he drinks his hot coffee,his lens going foggy.

Todoroki gives his friend a small smile, “Just because you aren’t supposed to like someone,

doesn’t stop you from liking someone.”

Iida sets his coffee down, taking his glasses off and using a napkin to clear his lens.

“Although your care professional may be scent blind,

pheromones should still be able to effect him. It is a chemical matter, after all.”

Todoroki sniffs the air. Then states nonchalantly,

“Speaking of scents, Izuku, I think your heat is near.”

Iida claps his hands,

“So that’s why Izuku looks so sickly! I thought he wasn’t sleeping well again. Izuku you

should be getting rest right now regardless!”

Izuku touches his face, it was clammy, his freckles stark against his pallid skin. His green

eyes owlish as he starts,

“Impossible? My heat starts in two or three weeks though?”

Iida and Todoroki look at each other and sigh. Todoroki stands up along with Iida and

suggests dryly,

“Looks like you two are a match.”

Izuku gets home and texts his two friends that he has arrived safely.

Izuku starts to get the familiar cramps in his thighs and tummy. How could this be possible?

He checks the time, Alpha Care Clinic should still be open. He needs to cancel his

appointment.

Unless.

Izuku purses his lips, he rests a cheek on an Allmight teddy bear in his nest.

He was going to cancel! That’s it! I mean, if Bakugou had his Heat Care option available, that

means it was available to everyone! Not just Izuku!

Izuku deflates at the realization, his chest hurts thinking of Bakugou holding and touching

another omega. Izuku is so stupid!

This is Katsuki’s job! Yet. It hurts nonetheless.

“Hello, this is Alpha Care Clinic. Momo speaking, how may I help you?” A new woman is

speaking, she sounds kind and polite. Izuku is curled on his side, eyes closed as he begins.

“Well, I have a Sleep Care appointment with -

Kacch- Katsuki Bakugou tomorrow. It’s just that, I think my heat is starting so -“

Momo interrupts, her tone compassionate as she questions,

“Ah, so you would like to see if you can switch to a Heat Care appointment? I think Bakugou

has those available now.”

Izuku smashes his cute face into his teddybear and internally screams. Then he just blurts

out in the spur of the moment,

“Okay,yes, if that’s alright?”

When his call finishes, Izuku wiggles and thrashes around his nest. He mumbles to himself

hysterically,

“What are you doing what are you doing?!” His fate has been sealed.

The next day Izuku sits in his car, a face-mask on, curls already damp with sweat. His face

was pink and glossy, he wears a pastel green shirt that says, “tuxedo”, and grey track shorts.

Not only was he in heat fever, but his heart was near combusting! Was he actually going to

do this?! This is crazy!

Izuku slumps against his steering wheel and accidentally hits the car horn and startles

himself. As if on cue, he sees a gigantic figure step out ofthe clinic doors from his left external car mirror. Izuku groans, he should have taken his

suppressants, this was so weird! He was already soaking through his shorts! He opens his car

door weakly, panting.

Bakugou is in black scrubs and a medical muzzle.

The muzzle can only be opened by another person, and keeps Alpha’s from using their fangs.

“Izuku? You okay? Damn, you should have had someone drive you! You could have gotten

hurt, stupid!” Bakugou unbuckles the whimpering omega, who is already overwhelmed by

the Alpha’s aroma.

“Kacchan…”

Izuku whines, letting the huge Alpha scoop him up bridal style in his arms.

Bakugou holds onto Izuku and grabs a nesting bag with a free hand. He hip checks the car

door closed and brings them inside.

Izuku nuzzles into Bakugou’s neck,

That hot spicy stench clouding his thoughts and making him completely limp. His skin

prickled and burned, he needed his clothes off, his nipples felt chafed. When Bakugou sets

him on the bare bed he whines,

“No, Kacchan, don’t leave…!”

Bakugou was starting to sweat himself, the Alpha quick to put on his blue latex gloves on and

dump the nesting bag onto the mattress.

“Relax, Izuku. Get your nest ready, I’ll be right here, crybaby.” Bakugou pulls off Izuku’s

shoes and socks, the omega alreadyhad watery eyes as he sat on the edge of the bed. Izuku crawls around the mattress adorably,

round emerald eyes heavy as he set up his blankies and stuffies in a suitable arrangement

haphazardly.

He then makes grabby hands at the awaiting Alpha,

“Kacchan… need you..” Bakugou’s pupils dilate, his fangs pricking at his lips. He gets into

bed and pulls the heat weak omega into his lap. Izuku’s back rests against sheer muscle, it

felt good having the strong Alpha hold him.

The room slightly spins for Izuku, all he can focus on is the Alpha’s warm touch encasing

him. Those huge veiny hands pulling his shorts off, and then slowly peeling his white panties

off… Izuku whimpers, his pussy is throbbing painfully, squeezing around a horrible

emptiness.

Bakugou speaks to him, that low perfect husky voice, it’s hard to understand. His underwear

is dripping, strands of gooey slick sticking to it from his fuzzy reddened folds. Realizing

Izuku was being unresponsive, the poor distressed little omega too out of it to understand

him, Bakugou croons to relax Izuku. The raspy rumble makes Izuku’s abdomen burn, his heart

steadying with his Alpha comforting him. Katsuki pulls off the shirt off Izuku and carries the

messy little omega to the adjacent bathroom.

“Filthy omega, need to clean you up, huh?”

Izuku has never slipped into omega space, with living on suppressants so many years, he’d

only heard or read about the phenomenon. It was usually something that happened between

mates, it requires a lot of trust between an Alpha and omega. Izuku felt like he was floating,

he was vaguely aware he was letting himself be completely vulnerable with someone he still

didn’t know very well. Yet his body told him it would be okay if this Alpha used his body, his

pussy, however the big man wanted to.

Katsuki sets the completely nude Izuku onto a stool.

The Alpha licks his lips as takes in the lewd sight of the thick thighed cutie bare for him. Big

puffy red nipples, wide hips, freckles sprinkled deliciously over pale skin like cinnamon on

milk. Bakugou grabs a razor and spreads Izuku’s legs easily, the omega smiling in a daze.

“Gonna clean up this needy pussy, okay Izuku? Now be good for your Alpha and hold still.”

Izuku nods, legs shaking in anticipation as he spreads his thighs for the muscular blonde. It

was the first time Izuku had someone looking at his pussy, it was so exciting!

In the back of his mind, he knew he should be embarrassed, but he couldn’t help but keen

sweetly as Katsuki’s face got close to his chubby mound. Bakugou has a flexible showerhead

in one hand, and a razor in the other.

Izuku shudders as the cool water sprays at his sticky cunt,the razor begins to shave above his

swollen clit. Bakugou wishes the muzzle was off Katsuki,he wonders how it’d be to have a

long Alpha tongue taste him. To enter him. Izuku shudders, he whimpers,

“Touch me more, please!”

Bakugou growls,

“Hold still, omega.”

Izuku sniffles, he doesn’t know why he feels so emotional, but he cries

anyways as he lets his pussy be cleaned and shaved. It was a bit humiliating though when the

Alpha spread his pussy lips to get a clean shave, the blade tickling the sensitive skin, his dripping entrance ignored by the Alpha. Soon the

cool water was washing over his juicy smooth peach like cunt. A rosy hue on the pretty pussy,

Bakugou’s fangs gleam under the muzzle as he smirks.

The omega looked good naked for him, with his legs spread and fresh pussy open in wait. His thumb starts to rub up

and down Izuku’s clit, the omega almost falls the stool when his head whips back. Izuku cries

out, his pussy had been neglected for so long, the zap of pleasure was already so much.

“KACCHAN!” Bakugou chuckles darkly, rubbing the twitching clit in circles now.

“I was wondering if a shy nerd like you was going to book a Heat Care appointment with me.

But look at this soaked pussy. You spread your legs easily, huh omega?” Izuku sniffles,

looking beautifulas he shook from his clit being bullied by the older Alpha.

“N-no! Mmph! Just! Kacchan! I’ve never! Ahn no, Too much!”

His clit hurt from the

overstimulation his hands look tiny as they hold onto the rough Alpha’s one hand.

Bakugou pulls back,and stands, Izuku’s eyes widen as he sees a giant tent in his care professional’s scrub pants. His omegan pride swells knowing

the Alpha desired him. Bakugou hums, he towers over the defenseless seated omega, his

shadow casting over Izuku’s pretty miserable face.

Izuku big round glittering green eyes can’t rip themselves off the twitching fat clothed cock

above him, Bakugou rasps,

“I know, you only wanna be good for me, huh, Izuku? ‘Kacchan’s” gonna take you to bed

now.”

Bakugou sets Izuku down in his lap at the edge of the nest, both their legs off the side of the

bed. Izuku rests his cute head of curls beneath the Alpha’s prominent pecs.

Izuku looks down blearily at both his round plush freckled thighs between the Alpha’s

gigantic spread legs.

Bakugou hums, voice a gravel-y slow drawl as he spreads Izukus legs from the inner thighs.

“You’ve been so impatient, happy you’re gettin’ what you’ve wanted? This Alpha’s takin’ care

of you, so just sit and look pretty.” Izuku looks down, his chest flushed,

Strawberry nipples pert, he watches his juicy little mound spasm as Katsuki’s blue katex

gloved hands stroke up and down his inner thighs. Ixuku hardly recognizes his high pitched

voice as he pleads pathetically,

“Oh please, Kacchan, please!”

Bakugou’s voice drips withdark condescension, his right hand’s middle fingertip trailing upwards, now stroking up and

down Izuku’s soppy pussylips.

“Here, De-ku?”

Izuku nods like a bobble head, squeaking as Bakugou’s finger dips into his convulsing hole

that is quick to hold onto the digit.

The Alpha leans down, nudging his nose into Izuku’s curls and taking a deep inhale.

“That feel good, omega? Using this lil pussy to suck on an Alpha’s finger?”

Bakugou massages slow and deep, his thick finger appeasing the scalding feverish desire that

affected Izuku.

The gloved digit is soft and slippery, this certainly felt like a medical treatment with the

velvet latex inside him, yet the stiff big cock in the Alpha’s pants resting against his lower

back contradicted that.

Bakugou’s right palm rubs against his sticky clit as he fingers the omega’s burning cunt. Pushing in and out sensually, thoroughly massaging

Izuku’s aching insides. Bakugou’s left hand slides up, Izuku can’t believe how much this one

hand can cover his petite body. Left gloved finger massages Izuku’s left chubby nipple,

his nipples trapped between two possessive fingers.

Izuku’s eyes flutter as he hiccups wet moans,it felt so so good. His freckled hands hold onto

the Alpha’s wide wrists, as if urging for more. Bakugou’s chuckle is husky and menacing,

“Think you could take another finger,omega? Not sure this tiny hole could take it, whaddya

say?” Bakugou’s left hand grabs Izuku’s jaw firmly, slowly turning the gasping omega’s face

to look up at his sharp golden features and scarlet eyes.

Izuku looks so adorable, big round eyes sparkling green, freckles floating on a pretty blush,

cute round cheeks smooshed in Bakugou’s hold. The petite Izuku sniffles as Bakugou starts

fingering his pussy faster,

“Yes, Kacchan, yes yes yes…!”

Bakugou smirks, soaking in Izuku’s wince and shaking inhale as he eases a second thick

finger into Izuku’s teeny cunt. Izuku has no choice but to have Bakugou witness his

expression as his pussy is stretched, face crumpling sweetly in pleasure. Katsuki’s voice goes

down anotheroctave as he growls,

“Say thank you.” Izuku whimpers, the Alpha’s grip on his jaw deliciously tightening its

control.

As Izuku opens his mouth to reply, Katsuki’s rugged fingers start to fingerfuck Izuku in

earnest. The Alpha’s latexed palm gooey with slick, the slappingreverberating in the medical bedroom.

“AHN! Th-thank you! Thank you Kacchan!” Bakugou frowns, his mouth parting and

breathing in the omega’s cries.

“For what? Speak up, omega.”

Izuku’s teeth grit as he shakes with intense pleasure, the Alpha’s fingers ravaging and-

pounding his poor cunt.

Tears spill down Izuku’s lovely face, his ass squirms as he can’t escape the onslaught in the

Alpha’s lap. The face of a merciless angel glares down at him, Izuku feels something burning

hotter and hotter in his abdomen. Izuku is gonna cum.

“Th-AHN! Thank you f-for MMPH! For helping me!” The innocent omega blubbers, The

Alpha gazes down at Izuku’s tear stained mouth hungrily.

“Cum for me then. Cum for your Alpha. Be a good omega and let that pussy cum on my

fingers.” Bakugou’s nose crinkles as he sneers down at Izuku’s panting blissed out expression, his fingers brutally slapping into Izuku’s insides.

Izuku wants to be Katsuki’s omega! He wants to make his Alpha happy! Izuku squeals

pitifully, his orgasm on full display for the quietly groaning Alpha. His thighs trembleviolently and hips rise as he climaxes, his pussy clenching onto those big manly fingers,

wishing it was the Alpha’s cock instead. Izuku’s eyes roll back, Bakugou releases his jaw to

use his left hand to pry open Izuku’s left inner thigh open wider through the omega’s orgasm.

Izuku think he might’ve let out a scream, his mind swimming in darkness, his pussy stuffed

deep with relentless Alpha fingers. Izuku doesn’t realize he is nuzzling at the Alpha’s chin, he

just felt so at peace. So heats can be this good?

Once his orgasm has been fully wrung out, Katsuki pulls out dripping fingers. Izuku is so out

of it, but from the corner of his eyes he can see that hand rise to the Alpha’s mouth.

Izuku’s fever starts to subside a bit, and sleepiness starts to roam over him.

He always felt so safe and at peace with Katsuki. He softly whimpers when Bakugou gets out

of the nest, going to a minifridge at the corner of the room. After throwing away his gloves,

Bakugou also gets some wipes along with the water-bottle he grabbed to Izuku’s nest.

Izuku whines, eyes closed but still pouting.

“Where.. where’s Kacchan?” Bakugou snorts, Izuku was laying on his back now and covered

in sweat and slick. Katsuki lays on his side and gently wipes down Izuku, voice more normal

and playful.

“Right here, nerd. You get so dumb on your heat, y’know that? Speak a mile a minute sober,

but now you can hardly make out words.”

Bakugou throws the dirty wipes like basketballs into a basket into the trashcan. Izuku

wiggles into Bakugou’s arms, tucking himself into that musk.

Heavy arms surround him, Izuku purrs. Is this what it feels like to be loved? Izuku wants to

always be loved by Kacchan… Izuku wishes Bakugou’s muzzle was off, so he could feel those

fangs on his neck and body.

Oh? Izuku feels Bakugou’s clothed erection nudging it his hip,

Katsuki has his head atop Izuku’s as the omega looks down drowsily.

Izuku smiles softly as he raises his hips to rub his bare pussy gently onto the Alpha’s covered

dick.

“Mmn Kacchan… lets make babies?” Izuku’s green eyes are lost in omega space, fogged with

lust.

Izuku was slipping out of reason, enjoying his Alpha freezing and reacting so his pussy

grinding up and down his twitching covered cock.

Bakugou growls, he pulls away, his embrace unfolding as he sits up to look down at the horny

boy.

“Fuck, you really are out of it…! Shit.” Bakugou fangs prick at his bottom lips, barely visible

behind the black metal of the muzzle. His scrubs were even more messy now. Bakugou

covers his eyes and sighs, then gulps. After regaining composure he grabs the -

water-bottle and commands,

“Yeah yeah, Deku. Sit up a bit and drink some water, alright? You’re gonna get dehydrated.”

Izuku frowns adorably but follows his Alpha’s direction, groggily lifting up and letting the

Alpha put water to his lips like he was being bottle fed milk.

water spills down his neck as he drinks, he didn’t realize how thirsty he was. It was still so

hot.

After drinking water he gets sleepy again, and curls up into Bakugou who rests on his back

like usual. He’s happy he chose Bakugou. If only… if only he had the Alpha to himself.

“Hey Kacchan?”

Bakugou’s arm pulls him in closer by the waist, Katsuki grunts with only one eye open.

“What is it, nerd? You coming out of your fever a bit?”

Izuku felt a little more sober after cumming and the cool water, it was true.

“Um. Sorry about before um.” Izuku was still dazed, sleepy enough not to be completely

humiliated by the mating proposition he had made to the Alpha.

“You must be used to omegas like this, huh?” A sad self deprecating smile on Izuku’s face as

he looks up at Bakugou.

Katsuki’s natural frown deepens, both eyes opening now. He looks away, a second of

thought, then he reaches up for the T.V. remote. As he starts to flicker theough channels,

Izuku looks down. A pang of sadness flooding his feverish state, why did he ask that?

The choppy audio of the T.V. channel surfing fills in the silence between them. Izuku feels

more raw and emotional when literally bare like this in front of the Alpha. As if reading his

mind, Katsuki grabs at a nest blanket and pulls it up over the two of them.

Izuku tucks his face into the crook of the Alpha’s arm, heart breaking. He was falling for an

Alpha that would never be his. Bakugou clears his throat then, muttering.

“Occupational hazard, dweeb. And well… omegas in heat are annoying so I didn’t do this

before.”

Tears prick at Izuku’s eyes, he doesn’t reply. Then Bakugou continues, “You’re always

annoying, but I thought taking care of your heats wouldn’t be so bad. Now shut up and go to

sleep. I can tell you haven’t been sleeping great, you’re gonna need the rest on your heat,

dummy.”

Izuku’s eyes open wide, he looks up at Katsuki who has his eyes closed. What did that mean?

Butterflies dance in the sick omega’s tummy. That couldn’t mean that.. that this professional

had made the exception just for Izuku, did it?

Since the heat care was spontaneously given, Izuku has to leave the next day since he hadn’t

scheduled multiple days in advance. Yet in the morning, he feels his little body spooned by

his huge Alpha. Feels that familiar clothed cock hard at his back, but for once, Izukuhad woken up earlier than Kacchan. It was hard to tell what time it was in the hospital/hotel

like bedroom. But Izuku woke up with his poor pussy aching, his whole body covered with a

light sheen of sweat. He needed his Alpha’s cock so badly, his fever pounds at his head andIzuku whimpers as he scoots up in bed, careful not to wake Katsuki, and lets his pussly lips

split a bit to straddle the clothed morning wood like a witch on a broom. Izuku giggles under

his breath, beautiful green eyes half lidded in a lusty daze, humming sweetly as

He started to grind on his Alpha’s cock.

Izuku opens his mouth a little, kitten tongue peeking

just a bit as he panted wantonly. Katsuki was the balm to the agony of not having his cunt

claimed properly. Izuku keens gently, his slick was leaving a trail up and down the -

clothed shaft, Izuku’s entrance could feel the pulse of the Alpha’s cock frotting between his

pussy lips, could feel the cock stiffen more and more. His Alpha’s cock really is so big and

perfect, it’s so hot and seems so ready for Izuku. Izuku doesn’t notice how -

Deep and ragged Katsuki’s breathing has gotten, or how the arm that was bent over his

shoulder in a protective embrace has gone rigid.

Or the veins that pop in Bakugou’s hand

that has curled into a fist. Izuku is too busy embarrassingly taking advantage of his the care professional’s erection. Adorable little squeaking moans slip

from Izuku’s mouth as he wiggles his hips to rub his clit on the Alpha’s cock as well. The

leaking tip of the tent in Katsuki’s scrubs is hidden by the copious amounts -

of slick Izuku drips and smears. Izuku starts to get too deep into his heat, tongue hanging a

little as his moans start being less careful and more frantic. The fully nude omega using his

fingertips to squelch around his soppy clit, and grinding hard and steady against the -

Alpha’s rod-like dick now. Izuku looks down and enjoys the sight of his pussy lips splayed, he

drools a little in hunger.

“You enjoying yourself? Hah?” Izuku freezes, Bakugou’s husky voice sounds absolutely

wrecked. Izuku’s chest constricts, face going beet red.

Bakugou starts to growl, the sound vibrating around the frightened heat sick omega.

Bakugou’s head adjusts so he can peek over down at Izuku’s naughty juicy pussy splayed on

his covered cock.

“You love testing me, huh omega? Tch.” Bakugou uses his bare hand now tosnatch Izuku’s finger away from his clit, and he slaps Izuku’s cunt.

Izuku’s head snaps back and teeth grit, he knew he deserved to be punished, but he just felt

so lost in his hormones and heat fever. All he wanted was his Alpha to breed him properly!

Bakugou takes a breath in so deep Izuku body is pushed out by the chest swelling behind

him. Katsuki glances as the clock on the wall, then gulps. His voice especially baritone and

raspy from just waking up and being painfully aroused. Izuku whines softly, brave enough

to wiggle his pussy impatiently on the Alpha’s cock.

“I’m s-sorry Kacchan! It just! Hurts! Need you…!” Bakugou starts to groan, allowing himself

to rub the whining omega’s sticky clit and making subtle thrusts between the omega’s

beckoning pussy.

“Damnit…!”

Izuku mewls, cute little mouth hanging open as he openly humps his care professional’s

cock,

“Kacchan, please, please mate me!” Izuku’s eyes water, his whole body felt raw and too

sensitive. He was losing all reason and shame, the only thing Izuku needed was toconvince the older Alpha to have sex with him.

Bakugou hisses, the bed creaks as the two have intercrural sex. The friction between and

against his pussy felt so hot and good, the scrub cloth was a little rough against his teeny

mushy pussy, but it really felt like the two were finally having sex. Izuku squeaks as the bug Alpha’s rugged veiny hand grips

hard onto his hip, Izuku’s plush thighs were wet with slicks leaking down between. Izuku can

feel Bakugou’s pelvis thump against his plump ass, he begins to play with his own clitas his Alpha finally helps himself to his pussy. Bakugou keeps grunting deliciously, with a

couple strained and guilty “fuck…!”s spilling from his muzzled mouth.

The room fills with Izuku’s sweet high pitched cries, and the rumbling groans of the Alpha

losing against the omega.

The friction burns into Izukus pussy, he cant even move away from the bruising hold the

gigantic Alpha has on his hip. It felt good to be wanted by his Alpha, Izuku is happy to be

dominated by Katsuki. A wave of ecstasy rises in his tummy, Izuku bows backwards andhis curly head presses beneath Katsuki’s pecs. Izuku bleats out an orgasm as his pussy

squirts all over Katsuki’s clothed cock. Izuku’s eyes rolling back as he convulses in the

shuddering Alpha’s arms. After being blue balled the night before, Bakugou cums soon after

Izuku.

It’s especially quiet afterwards, the two catch their breaths, and Katsuki releases his hold on

Izuku to pull away and lay on his back. Izuku enjoys the bliss of his extreme post coital high

as Bakugou slips away to change his scrubs in the bathroom and throw away his messy ones.

Bakugou gets a protein bar and water, pulling the soothed omega into his lap in a sitting

position.

Bakugou holds the bar to Izuku’s lips and he munches on it like a little bunny. Bakugou then

gives Izuku heat pills to help the omega cool down and sober up. Izuku gulps downthe water from the water bottle, happy the Alpha was spoiling him by holding it for him.

After his pills are taken, Bakugou wipes down Izuku, the omega nosing at his neck tenderly.

He sensed the Alpha was bothered, the silence and deep scowl evident.

“Mm, thank you Kacchan… M’ sorry, this is the first heat I had in a long time without taking

pills first. M’sorry… maybe, maybe we can go to the opening of the new Allmight store on

Friday together..?”

Izuku forgot he needed a medical reason to spend time with Bakugou.

Bakugou stills, then slowly pulls himself away. Izuku kneels in his nest, confused and fever

clearing. Katsuki stops at the bedroom door and turns around with a somewhat pained glare.

“Time’s up, make sure you have someone pick you up and take you home. -

There are some more heat suppressants on the desk, your nest is scented by me too. I’ll be

really pissed if you drive home, so get back safely, nerd.”

Izuku smiles and says,

“Okay, Kacchan…” Then, the Alpha is gone. Izuku’s limbs still feel like

jelly, yeah, he can’t drive.

Izuku pulls on his shirt and pants, almost falling over when doing so. Then calls his mom as

be puts his nesting materials back in his bag. Wow, he brought so little this time.

“Hey Iida, ah, yeah, the appointment went… well! I drove here yesterday- ….. yes um it wasnot a good idea… yes, you’re right… I won’t do it again… Yes, if you could pick me up I would

appreciate it…. Oh, you don’t have to get a lift here I -… Okay, I’ll pay you back. My car has a

sensitive brake so… okay, thank you Iida kun…”

Izuku gets back to his apartment safe and sound. Iida fusses over him and make sure Izuku has enough pills and

enough food for the next few days.

Once the pills are fully in effect, and Izuku eats some soup at his kitchen table, he stops

eating to cover his face with his palms.

He had taken advantage of Kacchan, hadn’t he? He was treating the man like his boyfriend,

not the medical professional Katsuki is. He had thought the tv shows and movies

exaggerated what being off meds was like for an omega. He had been hit like a truck with

hormones…

He was just so clueless, about intimacy with someone like this. Izuku spent most of his time

helping others, it felt wrong to be taken care of. How much was too much? Izuku decides he

will never do heat care with Katsuki again, he can’t trust himself. Only sleep and social care!

He had lamely asked about going to the Allmight opening, but maybe he could make it more

of a mental care situation. He would be finished with the sickly omega’s room this week.

After finishing projects Izuku always feels anxious with the spare free time.

He obsesses over the finished results, how he could have done the project better, and falls

back into bad insomnia. So, maybe Izuku will sleep better knowing he has the Allmight Store

opening with Kacchan to look forward to?

Izuku gets a call later that day, Izuku - being a workaholic- was at his desk writing notes for

the room finalizations with a cooling pad on his forehead.

It’s from the Alpha Care Clinic?

“Hello?”

It is Momo again, she is friendly but firm in her greeting.

“Good afternoon Mr. Midoriya. I would first like to say, thank you for using Alpha Care, we

hope that it has been helpful for your DN. We are required to update you when your

professional is no longer available. It seems Mr. Bakugou is switching medical fields at the

moment.

We are sorry for the inconvenience, if you are still interested in Alpha Care, we have other

Alphas available that can help you.”

Izuku drops his pencil, lips tightening into a line, eyes wide in pain. Did… did Izuku cause

this? He didn’t want anyone other than Kacchan!

Did he cause this? He was always so desperate for the Alpha’s attention and touch, he had

been so stupid. Izuku clear his throat and despondently replies,

“That’s okay. Thanks for calling. Bye.”

Izuku stares at his notes, little circles plop onto the paper, his falling tears slightly smearing

the ink.

It’s not like he’s close to Bakugou. Sure the two seemed to be able to endlessly talk, banter

easy and comfortable, the two deeply affected by another’s pheromones butKatsuki was just doing his job at the end of the day. They weren’t dates, but appointments at

a clinic or professional excursions. He didn’t have Bakugou’s number. Izuku was just a

patient. A very, very silly one.

This was for the best. He didn’t want Kacchan to get in trouble, he didn’t want to hurt

Kacchan. Didn’t want to bother his - no. The Alpha. So he lets himself cry a bit, and falls

asleep on his desk with tear stained freckled cheeks.

Izuku thought that he would have a harder time sleeping with Katsuki now gone from his

life, but he found himself sleeping… too much.

He would do his work, plan his client’s room, and be quick to go to his nest. He would bring

the leftover’s of the Alpha’s scented fabric to his nose and inhale it, gather the blanket and hold onto it like it was Kacchan. He didn’t

really want to talk to anyone, tell them what happened. He didn’t want to worry anyone, so

he didn’t answer texts, and he just fell asleep because being awake was too painful.

If Izuku just worked and worked and helped others and didn’t leave anytime to think about

his pain, maybe one day things would get better. Izuku knew he was just a nerd, chatterbox,

and he wasn’t special the way Katsuki is. It was inevitable this would happen.

/Ding Dong/

Izuku startles from his nest with slow blinking eyes. Maybe it was a package? He did but

some Allmight merch from a faraway country last month…

Izuku rubs his eye and gets to the front door, he checks the peephole of the door and gasps.

He whips the door open,

to his surprise Todoroki was standing there with a gentle frown tugged at his usually tranquil

expression. The citrus scent of his Alpha friend soothes him slightly.

“Izuku, why haven’t you been answering anyone?”

Izuku looks down, his arms holding himself guiltily.

“Oh, I just… haven’t been feeling too well. Didn’t want to bother you guys…” Todoroki face

palms then sniffs the air,

“You usually don’t smell like this. Have you been going to your appointments?”

Izuku looks down at the ground, pursing his lips. His voice softer now,fragile,

“That… I stopped going. Haha, turns out the Alpha wanted a career change! I didn’t want to

deal with the hassle of a new one. Besides I um, have been sleeping more now so… it’s…

fine.”

Todoroki’s face goes calm, realizing what the real issue is now.

“I see. It wasn’t like you to be quiet for so long. Anyways, I bought us tickets for the Allmight

store opening. Lets go.”

Izuku’s face shoots up and a flicker of light returns to dark green eyes.

“What?! Those tickets sold out in 1 minute online! I couldn’t get them!”

Todoroki’s faint smile is smug,

“Just used my dad’s credit card to buy it off some reseller’s site. Come on, take a shower and

get dressed. You look…. unkempt.” Izuku’s real laugh burts out of him. It felt good to be in

contact with a friend,these days of silence had been hard.

Izuku nods and lets Todoroki in to wait at the kitchen table as he got ready. The Alpha was in

a black turtle neck and dark jeans with leather loafers. Izuku wears a blue shirt with a bunny

with Allmight’s face on the shirt’s breast pocket. He wore normal navy jeans but-

wore a big Allmight themed messenger bag with countless Allmight buttons and pins with

his red sneakers. Todoroki huffs a quiet laugh,and the two go to the Alpha’s black Jaguar car and off the the

store opening.

The Alpha paid for overpriced parking so they wouldn’t have to wait. Izuku kept trying to

give his friend cash but Todoroki simple shook his head and Izuku sighed.

Seeing the gigantic line of people waiting to get in line had Izuku’s pulse racing, his hand

bundled up under his face as the red, white, and blue building sparkled with a huge flashy neon light Allmight

face that was perpetually smiling.

“Oh my god oh my god, Shouto look! Look they have the 1999 premium golden Allmight

figure in the window sill! He is so much bigger than I thought!”

Todoroki nods, the Alpha liked Allmight but was not a die hard fan that worshipped the hero.

He was happy to see his short friend shine again though.

Todoroki hands Izuku a VIP pass lanyard and Izuku gawks, eyes bulging out at the silver

cards.

“HOW MUCH DID YOU PAY!?”

Todoroki sniffs out a snicker, waving the pass at the store staff guarding the front doors who

let them in after scanning the silver passes.

“Who cares, my dad can deal with it.” Izuku covers his face with fingers while peeking

through as they step into the Allmight wonderland.

Sleek marble navy floors that glimmered with silver sparkles, yellow walls with fun Allmight

murals saying catch phrases. Shelves everywhere, aisles and aisles of different Allmight

merch. Izuku wants to faint.

Yet, he had only one purchase in mind. It was probably gone already, but Izuku wanted the

bunny Allmight series 50th anniversary plushie Allmight set that came out with the store

opening. The store opening was timed to match with the momentous Allmight show

anniversary after all.

Izuku tries not dashing through the chaos, heading into more omega centered merchandise,

he sees only one left on a high shelf. Todoroki didn’t rush to follow his excited friend, he was

happier watching from a distance.

Izuku hopped, trying to grab the exclusive merchandise that had a golden rabbit with a

cutesy Allmight grin and a golden Allmight hero costume on its chubby plush body. An

impossibly soft looking golden Allmight print blanket rolled up besides it in the glimmering

box packaging.

Then, a hand grabs it easily above his head.

A spicy sweet musk rushes over him that makes Izuku’s legs wobble and collapse. Izuku

doesn’t even understand what’s happening, it was like being hit with an invisible hot wave of

tingling sensations.

Wait.

“Oi, you want this or not?” That voice. That deep, taunting, beautiful voice. Izuku gulps,

getting up and turning around to look up at Him.

Katsuki’s usual confident smirk is softer, crimson eyes not quite as sharp.

Izuku’s mouth goes dry.

“Kacchan?”

The hunky blonde is in a black tanktop with a black and white Allmight logo at the breast,

baggy black pants and combat boots. He looked bad ass, most of all, those bulky built biceps

were on full display.

“Yeah? You forget about me already, nerd?”

It was strange. Izuku wanted to be with the Alpha, yet reopening the wound he had been

desperately trying to seal was painful. He didn’t want to be selfish though, as a patient he had

no right what the professional chose to do with his life.

“Ah of, of course not! Um, I hope Kacchan has been well. I hope you enjoy the opening, they

have the golden Allmight you talked about…” Izuku’s smile is strained, it burned looking up

at that gorgeous sharp featured face.

The omega forgets about the merch he wanted and -

tries to walk away, but his arm is quickly overwhelmed with a huge familiar hand.

“Don’t run away…” Izuku freezes, his heart beating impossibly faster, his pretty green eyes

were already betraying him with hot tears welling up.

Then,a different, pale hand snatches Katsuki’s hand off of the petite omega. Izuku hears

Todoroki growl for the first time in his life.

“Hands off. Get away from him.”The tall elegant Alpha pulls a yelping Izuku by his side

protectively.

Izuku sniffs, disoriented by the crazy situation. He looks up at his friend, his expression icy

and dead serious. Fangs slightly bared. Izuku wipes his eyes quickly, now worried the two

would brawl in a freaking Allmight store!

Bakugou’s crimson eyes narrow dangerously, a menacing smile showing off his own big

fangs. Izuku watches the veins in Katsuki’s forearms bulge when the Alpha clenches his fists

and growls back,

“And who the hell are you?”

A small crowd of nerds big and small starts to form around the two Alphas and nervous

omega. Izuku needs to deescalate this situation! What would Allmight do?!

The cute omega jumps inbetween the fuming Alphas bravely, the height difference made the

situation more comical. Izuku exclaims,

“This is a misunderstanding! Um, this is - was, my Alpha care guy - person!” Izuku was

holding his arms out in front of the gigantic older Alpha -

, Izuku instinctively defending Katsuki first. Todoroki closes his eyes, taking a moment to

cool down. His voice smooth and a little chilling as he responds to the fiery Alpha’s question,

“I’m Izuku’s friend.”

Bakugou sneers, muttering under his breath.

“Friend, huh.”

A pause. Then,Izuku feels the heat radiating off the powerful Alpha that steps behind him

possessively. Katsuki’s huge hand easily eclipses Izuku’s shoulder,Izuku feels a storm of

butterflies fluttering madly in his tummy.

His cheeks burning, he was in shock this was really happening. Kacchan was here, here

wanting to talk to him! This was real! Bakugou lip curls in annoyance as he deliberates to

Todoroki,

“Well, I need to talk to Izuku.”

Todoroki shifts his gaze down to Izuku, his expressionshifting from intimidation to a soft concern. Todoroki asks Izuku with worry,

“Are you okay with that?”

Was Izuku okay with this?

Izuku purses his lips, eyebrows slanted upwards with care for his friend that was worried for

his wellbeing.

Izuku looks up and behind himself at Bakugou who was locked on Todorki like he was a

threat, jawbone sleek as a knife, he looked like an angry god.

Izuku shudders, that perfect aroma cradling and surrounding him like a fireplace.

He looks down and nods, voice delicate,

“Yes.”

Izuku looks up at Bakugou’s wide back that dips and swells with muscle. He follows Katsuki

down an aisle, his freckled hand swallowed by the Alpha’s huge hand as he is led along. The

heroic music playing in the store, the excited fans around them, all blur and quiet incomparison to his pulse pounding in his ears. Why was Kacchan doing this?

They find a more secluded spot in the back of the store by a closed off exit. Katsuki suddenly

turns around, and his hand feels very empty when Katsuki lets go of it.

“That candy-cane head really just a friend?” Izuku blinks up at the testy Alpha, who scowls

and looks off at the bumbling crowds in the store.

Is. Is Katsuki acting jealous? A twinge of frustration singes through Izuku, this man was

giving him so many mixed signals.

“His name is Todoroki, and yes, he’s a good friend of mine.” Izuku pouts, looking straight up

at the surprised looming man. Bakugou’s eyes widen for a moment, then his tawny

handsome face grows serious. Scarlet eyes returning Izuku’s intensity.

“Look, I get it was shit of me to just drop off the face of the earth. But what else could I do?

It’s not like I could-“

Izuku’s hands grip at his shorts, he interrupts and quips back,

“There’s lots of things Kacchan could have done! That day, before you left youcould have just said that it was the last time! I don’t get why you’re doing all of this but if it’s

out of some sense of guilt then-!” Bakugou growls, stepping forward, Izuku stumbles back

and his back rests against a yellow wall.

Bakugou uses one hand to pin the short omega against the wall, Katsuki leans down to tower

over upset Izuku.

“Oi, let me finish nerd. Fuck, I was TRying to say that professionally I couldn’t say a damn

thing at work. That I’ve been thinking of switching to physical therapyfor athletes and shit. Meeting you? I didn’t want to be around any other omega anymore. You

make me go crazy!” Katsuki’s eyes wince with emotion, the last word raspy with turmoil.

The tension in Izuku’s body starts to disappear, he glances at the Alpha’s mouth and backat Bakugou’s sincere yearning gaze. Oh.

“Ah. Kacchan. Kacchan, likes…me?” Bakugou pulls back, a hand near slapping his face in

exasperation. A deep inhale and the Alpha grits his teeth, face just a little red. Kacchan is so

hot and cute…

“About fucking time you realized.”

Izuku frowns, pretty round eyes and face puffing up in rage.

“Well, Kacchan sure has a weird way of showing it! I…!” Izuku breath stutters from too much

feelings, his lower lip quivering as his emerald glare goes glossy.

“I missed Kacchan so much…! I didn’t know what… to..” Bakugou quickly steps forward and

sweeps Izuku into an embrace. This warm spicy musk, feeling so small and safe, Izuku had

been terrified he would never feel this again.

He can feel more than hear Katsuki’s hearttapping at his cheek aggressively for attention. His Alpha’s croon is low and crackles warmly

like a campfire.

“Damn, don’t cry, Izuku. I won’t leave your side again, got it? Date me. Date me, you crybaby

nerd.”

Izuku rubs his button nose against Katsuki’stoned stomach. His fists so small as they tug at the older Alpha’s tanktop.

“(Sniff) Okay, yes, I, I wanna be with Kacchan…!”

Bakugou leans back and cradles Izuku’s face, laughing menacingly with a cheeky victorious

smirk.

“Aha, your face is a fucking mess. What a loser…” Bakugou bends down to kiss Izuku’s

adorable smushed up face deeply. Izuku hums into the kiss, on his tippy toes to receive all of

his Alpha’s affection. Izuku feels like he’s filled with helium, like he could float away.

A random clearing of a throat interrupts their perfect reunion. A kid with huge glasses blinks

up at the two, Izuku covers his mouth and goes red as a strawberry.

“Um, excuse me, did you still want that?”

The kid points at the limited edition golden Allmight bunny set.

“We sure do, kid. Now scram.” The kid waddles away and the two of them laugh together.

The two walk hand in hand, Izuku screaming internally as they look through Allmight aisles.

Katsuki gets the 1999 Golden Allmight figure and the two head towards Todoroki.

Shouto is on his phone but glances up at the newly formed couple. He deadpans,

“That was quick.” Bakugou is quick to pull Izuku even closer, a hand on Izuku’s waist that

makes the little omega’s eyes owlish and freckled cheeks pink.

Todoroki huffs, unfazed,

“Then, I’m going to head out. I only came for Izuku anyways. Text me if you need anything. It

was… nice to meet you.” Todoroki had given a gentle glance towards Izuku before his eyes

hardening towards the omega’s new boyfriend.

Then, Todoroki exits through forest of customers. Izuku smiles and waves at Todoroki, smile

huge and goofy with happiness.

The two enjoy the opening, taking pictures of Allmight movie costumes in glass cases and

such. Getting Allmight themed food at the adjoined café.

Izuku pokes at a banana sundae that has two bananas mimicking Allmights signature

hairstyle. Bakugou eats a spicy curry that has rice shaped like Allmight’s head.

“I think it’s really cool how Kacchan always finds a job to help people!”

Bakugou grins, enjoying the way the cutie omega gleams up at him.

The two sat side by side at the bar of the cafe, Bakugou finishes his meal as Izuku starts on

his dessert.

“S’no big deal. Just wanna make sure I’m the best at whatever I do. You on the other hand,

are quick to help others but treat yourself like shit, huh?” Izuku chuckles nervously, quickly

popping a spoonful of icecream into his mouth to avoid replying. After thinking about it,

Izuku finishes his sweet mouthful and looks down at his sundae.

“I didn’t really have a lot of people who helped me growing up. Had my mom, but that was

pretty much it. Allmight was kind of one of the few comforts I had. I wanted to become

someone who would help people like me with a smile…”

Bakugou’s brow knits together,he puts his fork down and turns on his stool. Katsuki shares,

“I wasn’t good at accepting help as a kid, still not great at it. And with my shitty sense of

smell, I just felt like getting close to other people wasn’t worth the trouble. -

I don’t think I can help people as dumb and selflessly as you can, but I think…” Bakugou uses

his thumb to brush off some cream at the corner of Izuku’s mouth.

Izuku looks at him with big tender green eyes and bated breath, freckled cheeks flushing

strawberry like.

“I’ll be the best at taking care of you, nerd.”

Bakugou’s crimson eyes darken, he draws his cream covered thumb to his mouth and tastes

it greedily.

Izuku gulps on nothing, it wasn’t fair how cool Kacchan is. Confident fanged grin so

charming, wolf-like eyes that made himtremble.

“Kacchan too. I want to be here for you as well! You don’t have to feel alone!” Bakugou

freezes a bit at Izuku’s observation,he scowls shyly.

“Tch, if you say so.”

The two leave the cafe and head out of the cafe,rain has started to trickle polka dots on the

sidewalk.

Izuku doesn’t want the day to end with Kacchan. It was an exhilarating feeling to now have

someone by his side, Izuku was used to doing everything on his own practically. Izuku

giggles as the two rush to find a store front that protected them from the now heavy rain that

poured.

They were like a hero duo, Izuku feels invincible with Kacchan’s arm around his side. Izuku

tries to gather some courage, he can do this. Bakugou mutters about the crappy rain, Izuku

speaks up.

“Um, Kacchan, wanna go to my place?” Katsuki is quick to look down at the nervous omega,

that realizes how what he said sounded like. Izuku waves hands in front of his face wildly,

blabbering in embarrassment,

“To watch movies! I have many! Of Allmight! I mean,

I have every one if his movies on blueray and we could watch whichever one you want, or

even watch the marathon that’s playing! It is the 50th anniversary of Allmight! We don’t

have to only watch Allmight of course, I just-!” Bakugou leans down and kisses Izuku

suddenly.

Bakugou turns down into Izuku, the flustered omega on his tip toes as familiar big hands

encircle his waist. The hush of the rain rises, Izuku feels like every silver raindrop is pattering

under his skin.

Bakugou’s hot tongue enters his mouth, Izuku’s eyes squeezeas the Alpha helps himself to his gasping small mouth. Rubbing his long tongue against

Izuku’s, the roof of his mouth, Izuku’s tummy start to burn. Bakugou breathes in his little

sounds eagerly, sharp red eyes slightly open.

Bakugou relishing the squirming omega who was already overwhelmed by just kissing. Izuku

can Feel Katsuki’s smirk against his lips, the Alpha pulls away and stands up straight.

“Yeah. Let’s ‘watch some movies’, De-ku.”

Izuku tries to recover his breath, panting with fingertips at his reddened lips. He watches

Bakugou fish into his pockets for something, and pulls some sports car looking keys into his

palm.

Izuku has no idea what he’s doing, but his body moves without thinking,

joining the blonde to dash across the crosswalk under blankets of rain. Holding hands like

that was what Izuku’s hand was made for. Reaching and holding Katsuki’s.

Bakugou leaves his figure in the back seat of his car, the red sports car looks a bit out of place

in the guest parking lot of Izuku’s apartment complex. The two giggle as they run to Izuku’s

door that was thankfully on the first floor of the building. Izuku has his new merchtucked under his T shirt, the two stumble into Izuku’s apartment drenched in rain with big

smiles on their faces.

“You got a towel? Damn we look like we just jumped into a pool.” The apartment has light

brown wood concepts and sea foam green and white colors accenting.

Izuku puts his merch on the kitchen table and snorts,

“Oh my god, Kacchan you look like a wet puppy!” The older man’s amused face shifts into a

devilish grin.

“First time I’ve ever been compared to a puppy. Also, I’m surprised your whole apartment

isn’t Allmight themed.

“ Izuku is in the hallway grabbing themselves towels, he puts one around his neck and jumps

to let a white towel fall around Bakugou’s head.

Bakugou looked too gorgeous.. his loose black tanktop stuck to his skin, every curve and

divet of the blonde’s abs and pecs on display.

Izuku tries and fails not to glance at the Alpha’s chest, as he quips back.

“Hey! I’m not THAT much of a nerd!” Bakugou chuckles, massaging the towel around his

head as he takes heavy steps forward to tower over the gulping little omega.

“You say that but wehaven’t seen your bedroom…” Katsuki picks up the towel around Izukus neck and starts to

use it to rubs Izuku’s wet wilted dark green curly hair. Izuku squeaks as the big blonde dries

his hair playfully, who then leans down to flaunt big fangs with a smirk.

“Yet.”

Izuku blushes, oh man, he was not used to stuff like this! Kissing in the rain and bringing

people - especially KACCHAN - back to his place. He feels so jittery! Izuku turns, walking

over to his living room to stand in from of a bookcase besides his T.V.

“Aha, ha, well, Kacchan is right! I keep my merch in my bedroom! And, here, I keep my

Allmight DVD’s here! Haha!” Izuku internally screams, why is he such a loser?!? Bakugou

barks a laugh, strolling over with his hands in his pockets and towel around his wide neck.

“Oh? Let’s see what you’ve got.” Bakugou crouches, looking through the collection with a

calmer expression. It was so weird to have the man of his dreams just… existing in Izuku’s

space. Izuku looks at leftover raindrops rolling down Bakugou’s collarbone and licks his lips.

Izuku fills in the silence nervously,

“I put them in Alphabetical order so! If that helps! I would offer a dry shirt but uh, I don’t

think any of my stuff would-“ The Alpha flickers those wolf-like red eyes up at Izuku, their

intensity draining the air from Izuku’s lungs.

“fit… you…” Bakugou grabs a DVD and gets up, on the way to the couch he pulls his wet rag

of a tanktop off his sculpted body with one hand from behind his head. Izuku is going to have

a heart attack.

The fabric clings and rolls over the powerful back muscle of the Alpha, and reveal a trim

waist that made Izuku’s tummy do somersaults. Katsuki sits on the couch and lays a long

meaty arm across the top of it, crimson eyes half lidded and dark.

Izuku openly gapes at the Alpha’s marble statue body, and nearly trips over his own feet to

pick up the DVD from the small rectangular table in front of the couch.

“N-nice choice! I like how this um, Allmight Abroad, uses more practical effects than… than

CGI!”

Izuku turns around to put the DVD in the DVD player and makes an “AGH” expression

secretly, god, get it together Izuku! Izuku turns the light off and slowly approaches a quietly

watching Katsuki. Izuku can feel his heartbeat in every part of his body.

Bakugou senses the petite omega’s nervousness and chuckles, he leans up a little to pull at

Izuku’s wrist and gets Izuku to sit besides him. Katsuki puts his gigantic arm around Izuku as

the movie starts to play. Feeling his Alpha’s bare warm skin beside his face was so nice.

Bakugou musk extra vivid, spices and smokiness addicting to sniff in. Katsuki’s voice snaps

Izuku out of it,

“This is also when Best Jeanist makes his first appearance. That guy is pretty cool. People

think he is there just for comedic effect but he almost never loses.”

Izuku beams up at Bakugou, how could this super model guy also love what Izuku loves?

With a jawline that could cut through steel?

Izuku giggles, his pretty freckled face rosy with love.

“You’re right, he is so underrated! I was so upset when his fake death happened!”

Katsuki nods, his hand slipping down to Izuku’s waist.

“You can take your shirt off too nerd, it’s gonna soak the couch…” Izuku blinks up at his

Alpha, supple little mouth agape.

“Uh… um, yeah…” Bakugou uses that one hand to help the omega pull his shirt off.

Izuku’s petite body is then on display. Chubby red nipples open, smatterings of freckles on

his toned but curvy figure. Izuku looks at Bakugou’s burly gigantic body and then down at his

own miniature figure and shudders. Feeling skin on skin like this in the dark,

its like the movie is on in a different language, all Izuku can register is the crackling

sensation of being half naked next to Katsuki… That big hand is back on his waist, Izuku has

his body turned into the older man. Cruelly, Bakugou doesn’t look at the needy distracted

omega.

Izuku’s hand is on Katsuki’s bare chest… the flashing of the movie’s light captures the

glimmer of some blonde fuzz on the Alpha’s chest. Izuku can’t help but let his fingers fan out,

gently sliding his fingers up and down the blonde’s pronounced chest. Izuku tries to lookat the screen, for the first time in his life he found it hard - no, impossible, to watch an

Allmight movie. Izuku can hear both of their breaths getting heavier, and feel Bakugou’s

hand lower and grab a handful of his juicy ass. Izuku squeaks as the Alpha fondles him,

not saying anything though, not retaliating at all. Bakugou’s voice is husky and low,

uncharacteristically quiet as he says,

“Why don’t you take these shorts off too, Izuku?” Izuku’s face looks miserable, lower lip

quivering and brows slanted upwards. He looked adorable,

like he had no choice but to follow the Alpha’s requests. Izuku gulps, nodding, too nervous to

say anything. His throat constricting, his pussy squeezing in excitement. The omega lifts his

butt a little and pulls down his shorts, all that’s left are his Allmight themed panties…

Just navy blue with a little yellow bow at the hem. Izuku glances down and sees Bakugou’s

sweatpants have started to tent with a growing erection. The damp sweatpants left little to

the imagination, Izuku could see how thick and heavy the Alpha’s cock was.

Bakugou’s finger tips brush up Izuku’s waist, tickling and igniting flame in Izuku’s tummy.

Izuku watches a fight scene buting his lip, thighs squirming as Bakugou begins to pinch and

pull at his right nipple. Yet Katsuki keeps his eyes on the film, ignoring those cute doe eyesblinking up at him with need. Izuku pants as he has his chest groped, his pussy pulsing

painfully, he doesn’t even know what’s happening in the movie he’s seen countless times.

Izuku’s panties are now sticky with slick, an obvious dark spot forming in the front.

Bakugou glances down, a cruel sharp grin stretching on his handsome face.

“Tch,that looks soaked too. Take them off.” Izuku is trembling, every nerve in his body

sparking,he sits up a little and follows the demand obediently. He can’t believe he stripped so

easily for the Alpha!

They hadn’t gone on an official date! Yet Izuku was already completely naked for the Alpha,

doing whatever the older man wanted! Bakugou hums, his cock twitching in his sweatpants

visibly. He then rests his hand on Izuku’s waist like nothing happened.

Izuku feels humiliated, his pussy bare for his Alpha, stripped for the man, and was being

ignored! Izuku is panting, savoring the thumb stroking up and down on his side. Best Jeanist

is on the screen, it’s supposed to be a funny bit, but Izuku can only feel shame and arousal.

“You seem to have a hard time focusing, nerd. Thought you were a big fan? C’mere.”

Bakugou lifts Izuku up by the hips like he weighed nothing, setting the boy down in his lap.

The back of Izuku’s head rests in-between those large pecs of Katsuki’s, Izuku gasps -

as his dripping pussy straddles the base of such a fat clothed cock. Bakugou’s veiny hands

grab the omega’s thighs and pry them open easily, Izuku looked like a total whore.

Bakugou squeezes Izuku’s plush chubby thighs, leaning down to lick at the sweet omega’s

ear.

He croons low and crackling into Izuku’s red ear,

“Take it out now.” It felt good to have his Alpha dominate him, to take all control. Izuku

didn’t have to panic at how he should act, all he had to do was be obedient. Izuku’s breaths

are hot, eyes glazed as he looks down andsoftly acquiesces,

“Yes, Kacchan…” The omega tugs the sweatpants’s hem down and Bakugou’s cock spring up

heavy and veiny, precum dripping down the dark pink head. The cock was thicker than

Izuku’s wrist, his teeny bare pussy straddling over a crown of dark blonde pubic hair-

and the base. Katsuki leans his head down and turns Izuku’s head with a dominant hand,

Izuku tilts backwards to kiss the Alpha with a needy moan. Izuku rolls his hips, his pussy lips

splitting a little as he straddled the Alpha’s girth. Bakugou’s tongue dives into his mouth,

tasting the sweetness of Izuku’s little pleading noises. Bakugou sneaks a hand in front to use

his fingertips on Izuku’s swollen sticky clit, rubbing it up and down between two great

fingers. Izuku can’t believe how pathetic he sounds, but it feels good giving in to the Alpha.

Bakugou pulls away, licking his lips like he just caught his prey. He grips his gigantic cock

and strokes it a little, his eyes trained on precious breathy Izuku’s kiss drunk gaze.

“This your first time?” Izuku purses his lips, looks down and nods. Bakugou chuckles darkly, pressing a kiss to Izuku’s curly head. His voice raspy and rumbling in satisfaction,

“Time to lose your virginity, nerd. Put it in.” Izuku eyes widen, he looks at his Alpha with a cherry red face. His cruel beautiful Alpha grinning down at him. Izuku frowns cutely, round cheeks puffy and eyes tearing up. Bakugou leans down, watching Izuku lift himself up in his lap. The chubby mound of Izuku’s pussy visible to the Alpha, he could feel the tiny entrance twitching and kissing the tip of his fat cockhead.

“There you go, be a good omega.”

Izuku whines, slick gushing from his cunt and dripping down the shaft below. Bakugou keeps Izuku’s chubby thighs open, making sure he can see everything. Izuku’s pussy start to swallow the cock that was too big for him, his poor pussy straining. Bakugou groans, his chest rumbling low behind Izuku, Izuku sniffles as he breaks his hymen on the older man's cock. Bakugou kisses Izuku's neck, licking at the omega's scent gland, soothing his inexperienced omega with crooning.

"Keep going Izuku, make this pussy mine."

Izuku stretches out his amateur pussy around Katsuki’s scalding throbbing cock, he destroys his pussy all for his Kacchan. His tummy feels so so full, a little bulge in his abdomen, he feels Katsuki’s cockhead nudge at his cervix. Bakugou licks the tears on Izuku’s cheek, and Izuku turns his head upwards to sweetly kiss his Alpha. “Am I doing good, Kacchan?”

Bakugou uses his thumb to carress Izuku’s clit as a reward, humming into their kiss,

“Mmm not bad, Izuku. Damn. Been wanting to make you mine since we met. You hit me like a truck. You know that? Never thought I’d want anyone till you walked into the clinic. Too kind, too nerdy, too cute for your own good. Didn’t want this to be my job, wanted what we had to be my life.” Izuku smiles, his pussy clamping around the Alpha’s cock happily.

“I feel so blessed. I also fell for Kacchan at first sight. Please… please make love to me,

Kacchan. Please, make me your omega…!” Bakugou scowls, fuck, this nerd was perfect, he wanted to bully this cutie forever!

He thrusts slowly up into the shy omega, letting the tiny pussy stretch more, massaging it deep inside. The two makeout as Bakugou works to mold the pussy to his cock, the pace gradually picking up. Bakugou lifts Izuku’s legs up from under the knees, the omega looking down as his cunt started to get pounded in earnest. Their sex was louder than the movie now, Izuku’s drenched pussy made slippery debauched sounds. The clapping of their sexes, Bakugou growling, Izuku sobbing as his pussy was pulverized, they forget about the movie entirely.

It hurt when Bakugou’s cockhead smashed into his cervix, but it was the good kind of hurt.

The sex was a little painful but Izuku liked it, he liked knowing his pussy was being ravaged

and claimed by his Alpha. He was happy Katsuki wasn’t wearing a condom, and was looking

forward to his first creampie.

Izuku is bobbing in the Alpha’s lap now, enjoying sex wantonly with his

chubby pink nipples bouncing along. He can feel Bakugou’s knot prying at his cunt, his cunt

was so sore, but it felt natural to experience, his body ready for mating.

Bakugou hisses, fangs elongated and dripping. “Fuck, you ready omega? This pussy ready for

a knot?” Izuku squeals, tongue hanging out a little as he grinds down on the huge Alpha’s

knot. Slowly, his pussy bloats and stretches, taking in a knot that would permanently changeIzuku’s pussy. Izuku babbles, tears streaming as the knot fills him up finally,

“Yes yes Kacchan please! I’m, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum!” The knot pops in completely

and Izuku feels like his pussy is gonna break, he grits his teeth and his whole body quakes with a mind shattering orgasm. Bakugou claims him, digging huge fangs into Izuku’s sweet minty

neck, and irresponsibly breeds the omega’s thirsty pussy. Izuku feet and legs go numb, toes curling as he feels his womb fill up with hot fresh cum. It felt amazing.

Izuku’s vision is dark for a while, the two sweaty and catching their breath. Izuku rests comfortably in his Alpha’s arms, Katsuki nuzzling the top of his omega’s head lovingly. Izuku doesn’t know he is getting pregnant at the moment, the two very compatible.

All he knows is that he is at peace. He didn’t need his nest, he needed his Alpha. He needed to be loved. The two open their eyes, and smile tenderly at each other. Kissing softly, the movie credits streaming on the T.V.

Izuku murmurs,

“I don’t think I’m going to have a hard time sleeping anymore…” Bakugou snorts, an ugly

laugh spilling from the bulky man. His eyes filled with adoration as he looked down at his mate,

“But I think I might.”

🧡END 💚