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There was a heaviness to the atmosphere that weighed in Kento’s lungs. Hints of warm honeysuckle and wet earth coated the palette of his tongue as he sat on the cool concrete step just beyond the front doors of his all boys school. A breeze that seemed to have sharp, cold fangs nipped at his uniform covered body as slender fingers picked at the eroded step while he patiently waited for the only person he associated with to arrive.
A soft light cast shadows against the scaling concrete walls of the school just behind the beta. The morning sun was warm on Kento’s skin, causing his skin to flush just beneath the surface. He had already been engulfed in its growing warmth for some time now as he sat, his entire skin throbbed softly just at the brim. The feeling wasn’t something the blond was used to and as he sat in the stagnant warmth he started to worry he might be getting sick.
Clammy palms removed themselves from the earth and to the knees of his black slacks to wipe away the feeling while the beta tried to fill his lungs the best he could. There was a low sweltering in them that made it hard to swallow, and as Kento’s burning features fell into upturned palms he let a sigh release. There was definitely something wrong. He should go to the nurse as soon as Yu arrived.
Soft sounds of the insects and trees rustling hummed in the blond’s ears just as the sound of many pairs of shoes began to scuff the gravel just in the distance letting him know that school was about to begin. With an inhale, Kento’s gaze rose at the familiar sound of steps approaching just behind him. As he turned his head, he was met with brown eyes, a toothy grin and a small, calloused wave from Yu Hiabara, his best friend and an odd looking alpha.
The blond’s flushed features slowly softened as a very minuscule smile grazed his lips at the alpha with permanent bed head and a cheeky grin as if everything that came out of his mouth was amusing.
“Ah, Kento, my dear friend. How are you this morning?” Yu asked as he bared his barely sharp fangs while he chuckled as he took his normal seat next to the blond, throwing his arm over Kento’s broad frame. Kento sighed as he rolled his eyes at his friend’s voice that was entirely too loud for his sensitive ears. Yu smiled at Kento as his gaze flickered only inches away from his face as he pulled the beta close, “You look like a wreck. What happened? Did you stay up too late studying for our exam today? You know, it’s okay to not be a bookworm, right?”
Another annoyed sigh left Kento while his clammy hands pushed at his friend’s thinner frame when the scent of warm, blackened coffee (that he had never smelt before) engulfed his already struggling lungs. Laughter escaped the dark-haired alpha as he caught himself just before tumbling back while Kento quickly removed himself from the steps, now towering over his friend on the ground as he looked at him.
“You stink.” Kento’s voice was calm as he brushed himself off the gravel sticking to his slacks while adjusting his book bag that crossed his torso. He watched how Yu’s smile didn’t leave as pulled his shirt to his nose to confirm what Kento had told him. The alpha shrugged as he stood, only a few inches shorter.
“Oh, looks like that useless nose of yours is finally picking up on something. Maybe you really are just a late bloomer, Kento,” Yu laughed as he pulled Kento close once more with too little difficulty as he slung his arm around him. Kento groaned in disgust at what his friend had been insinuating while he tried to peel the alpha away from him as they walked into their school building. “Are you sure you’re feeling alright you look like crap. Maybe you need to go to the nurse before class… You know, check and make sure...”
It was only once they were past the threshold that his bitter smelling friend released him, taking the heat that Kento was feeling with him. The blond beta eyed his friend and rolled his eyes at the insinuation of his subgender. Although the alpha wasn’t wrong, Kento still wouldn't agree.
The blond was aware of what he lacked between his legs, how his senses had always been dull and unresponsive to other pheromones. Even if Kento was years past the age of subgender blossoming, he had never experienced that unbearable wave of aching heat as if your skin was on fire just below the surface. He considered himself lucky. It was only with the lack of scent he produced coupled with his lack of sex drive that society and himself had made him out to be a beta.
"Yu, don't speak of things your alphian brain can't begin to comprehend," Kento muttered just below his breath as he stopped at his small locker that was next to his dark-haired friend.
A laugh escaped Yu as Kento’s fingers worked quickly against the combination lock and toed off his everyday shoes in favor of the mandated school sneakers he was forced to wear. The white sneakers were pristine and fit uncomfortably around his feet when slender fingers finally wedged them enough to slip past his heels. A sigh left Kento as he wiggled his toes in the too tight of shoes before he reached down to fix them, unaware of the rushing of footsteps behind him.
The oxygen that was stuck inside the blond’s lungs was knocked loose as a forceful body slammed into him. Kento’s large hands barely stopped his face from colliding with the lockers just above his own as a toned arm roughly dropped onto his shoulder before a familiar melodic laugh registered in the shell of his ear.
“Kento-chan…”
A huff left Kento and when he filled his airways, he could taste the scent hanging in the air that engulfed him as upperclassmen with bright eyes hidden behind small, circular shades and strikingly pale hair smiled at him. The taste that saturated the atmosphere was just at the tip of his tongue as Kento rose to meet Satoru’s piercing gaze. The coating on his palette reminded the beta of warm berries soaking in clear water; it dripped down the back of his throat and barely quenched a dying thirst.
Hazel eyes stared back at the tall, lanky alpha that no doubt was hiding his true build under his baggy clothes as Kento could feel the flex of his muscles as he was pulled closer to the irritating figure that stood just a head taller than him. Kento’s gaze flickered over the alpha’s shoulder the best he could only to meet the resting angered face of another alpha glaring at him. Suguru Geto a.k.a Saturo’s guard dog.
An unpleasant chill ran through Kento as his eyes removed themselves from Suguru’s stare and back to the bright, fang-baring smile Satoru was giving him.
“Satoru.” Kento’s voice was dull as he stepped away from the clingy alpha. A pleasant laugh escaped the alpha from the lack of respect the beta had given him like he always did.
Kento held no respect for his upperclassmen, regardless if he was of a higher sub gender and class. The alpha was too loud, too childish, too clingy and worst of all, the alpha was all too friendly with every boy in their school. Satoru was just another knot-head to the beta. A knot-head that he couldn’t seem to get rid of.
It was only a month ago that they had officially met despite Kento being a year behind him for the last two. If only all those books had fallen on top of him in the library when someone had knocked into them instead of having the alpha pull him out of the way and into the crowded corner, then he wouldn’t have grabbed the alpha’s relentless attention. Kento hadn’t even been the one to tell the alpha his name. He started calling Kento by the ridiculous nickname days later after someone had told him. The beta knew what the alpha wanted from him and the beta wasn’t stupid like the rest of the boys at his school.
“Ah, Kento-chan, when will I ever get to hear my favorite underclassmen call me Senpai… or better yet, alpha?” Satoru asked as his once shining fangs became more prominent as he took in a deep breath of the beta, inching closer, now only centimeters from the blond’s features. A huff left Kento as he averted his stale gaze when the watered-down berry scent locked in his lungs causing his face to flush even further. Large hands pushed at the alpha with ease and much relief when the warmth across his shoulders fell.
“Never.” Kento deadpanned with a slight waver in his breath.
The alpha stood only a pace away, his eyes never leaving Kento as he saw the alpha staring from his periphery as the beta went back to his original task of placing his shoes inside his small locker in exchange for his class books. Hazel shaded eyes flicked to Yu’s frozen stance, watching the interaction between the two. Kento sighed, unlike him who hated the alpha, his brown-haired friend had an infatuation. An irritating admiration for the older alpha who had managed to bed every boy he talked to regardless of subgender. A true knot-head, Kento thought.
“Senpai, good morning.” Yu’s voice rang softly just to the side of him while Kento did his best to ignore the wave of nausea that followed the stricken tone of voice his friend had used towards their upperclassmen.
The flimsy notebooks that Kento’s long, slender fingers grabbed a loose purchase on slipped slightly at the feeling when Saturo’s equal finger tips ghosted over the small of his uniformed back while he passed behind, until that same hand that was once draped over his own shoulders, fell onto Yu’s slender-like frame. The beta’s eyes rolled softly as he meticulously placed his class materials into his bag all while making sure to keep his peripheral attention on the alpha’s around him. Suguru included as the alpha kept staring at him going about his business with a similar dull expression that Kento held.
“Yu-chan, my cutest little alpha.” Saturo’s voice rang in faux sweetness, unlike the tone he used with Kento. “See, Kento-chan this is how you’re supposed to greet me… with total admiration just like your cute little friend. Yu, tell me how is it you got so wrapped up with our cold little Kento-chan? Please, let me know how I can get wrapped up in him, too.”
A nervous laugh came from Yu as he looked at the older alpha completely draped over him with his thumb blatantly teasing the edge of the small patch of raised skin of the alpha’s scent gland just underneath the collar of his uniform shirt. Kento felt another wave of nausea as he watched with little expression, his fist clenched around the strap of his bag. Satoru was taking his teasing too far.
The beta watched as his friend’s face was slowly growing into a dusted pink across his cheeks, with his blunt fingers curled around his books harsh enough to turn his knuckles white. Yu wasn’t used to being touched. The alpha was the most frightened virgin Kento had ever met- not that he wasn’t one himself- but Yu had absolutely no experience. The guy couldn’t even talk to an omega without being a stuttering mess and Kento wasn’t about to let a knot-head with no awareness of personal and public space make him uncomfortable.
An echoed rattle that was loud enough to cast a few gazes his way and abrupt enough to even make Saturo’s guard dog flinch. Kento had slammed his locker shut with his foot as he turned to fully face both alpha’s. Ocean-like eyes just over the tip of dark shades bore into him and Kento’s gaze didn’t falter as he took a step forward. The warmth of the white-haired alpha’s wrist seeped into the beta’s fingertips when he ripped the assaulting hand from his friend’s neck, harsh enough that it caused the alpha to stumble from the force that Kento had used.
“Keep your hands to yourself.”
A chuckle escaped the blinding alpha as he raised his large hands in surrender. His laugh was warm, cheerful and filled with lightness that mimicked sun rays casting silver flashes across crystalline water that only added in the refreshing scent surrounding them. Satoru’s sharp, glistening fangs bared enough during the chuckles to make even Kento’s throat beg to present itself to the alpha. The beta’s face flushed as the scent of soaking sun-kissed berries slipped into his lungs once again.
Kento’s breath deepened as he reached for his friend’s arm, pulling him closer with little force. Yu was clearly unsure of how to react to his friend and upperclassman's atmosphere. Strong fingers grabbed an even tighter purchase of the messy-haired alpha’s slender wrist when Satoru slipped closer and leaned into the beta’s space while he pushed the small shades into his hair, exposing the unblemished skin on his forehead. The alpha’s cold eyes froze Kento in his place.
“No need to be so territorial, my little Kento-chan,” Satoru breathed softly in his face adding another scent into the air that aided into the cleanliness that was the alpha as mint seeped into the air now as arctic eyes flickered across his features before they fluttered shut. Kento’s brows furrowed as he watched the alpha take in a soft breath through his mouth, a cat-like tongue tasting the air between them. Trying to taste the beta’s nonexistent scent. Kento watched as snow-like eyelashes flickered to him before a knowing smirk grazed the alpha’s Cheshire features that caused an unpleasant chill to run down his spine, “You know I only have eyes for you.”
A warmth that tingled ran down Kento’s spine, his face flushing deeper at the alpha’s words, his own breath getting caught in his throat but not faltering in his stoic gaze. Another smile flashed Saturo’s features, this one less knowing as he took a respective step back and his shades dropped to their usual place across the bridge of the alpha’s nose. Kento watched as Satoru softly tilted his head before a nudge hard enough against the beta’s large frame jostled him into Yu, who had been watching the entire time with an equally flushed face.
Suguru’s bigger frame now walked past them and closer to the white-haired alpha. The blond watched as Satoru sent a playful wink and a small, innocent finger wave his way as he stumbled back until he was completely turned with his dark cloth-covered back facing them. Kento’s fingers dropped their grip on Yu, a clearing of his throat was heard before he flickered his hazel gaze over to his friend who was at a visible loss for words.
Kento’s face felt warm, his body was tingling as if it were on the edge of a panic attack as his heart began to beat at an alarming rate behind his ribcage, and his stomach felt as though he might spill its contents of this morning breakfast on the clean tile. The scent of his upperclassmen still stuck in his throat and coating his tongue only adding to the unfamiliar sensations.
Slender hands shook softly at Kento’s sides and only when the tightening of his stomach in a vicious cramp caused the blonde to let out a puff of locked air from his throat. Fuck, he was going to pass out.
“Kento?.. Maybe you really should- ” Yu had started as he watched the beta grip his stomach for a brief second. Kento shook his head at his friend to rid the concerned glance the alpha had given him, causing his vision to blur.
“We’re going to be late.” Kento mumbled through a labored breath, dismissing his friend’s concern more as he took a step forward, completely avoiding Yu’s raised hand that reached to steady the beta.
“Right…” Yu mumbled as he recoiled his hand when Kento’s harsh gaze flicked back at him and his outreached hand. The beta watched as the alpha straightened himself before throwing his bag over his shoulder. “Seriously, Kento if you get worse-”
“Drop it, Hiabara. I’m fine...” Kento huffed as they took their first official steps into the building. The beta huffed as he shook his shaggy hair from his clammy forehead, “It’s just a cold, I think I can last.”
“I don’t doubt you. Just don’t push yourself too hard today, Okay?”
“Stop worrying, Yu. I know my limits, I won’t let anything happen.”
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Thin, green splintering blades stabbed at Kento’s flushed skin as he lay on the practice field of the school grounds. The grey gym shirt he wore stuck to his form uncomfortably as he swam in his own sweat. All too short gym shorts stuck to his thighs, the athletic material forming to every fold of his clammy skin tight enough that the blond felt he was suffocating. Kento’s body felt wrong, all too wrong in his own skin and it caused anxiety to take hold in his chest.
Kento hadn’t been able to breath since his altercation with the annoying white-haired alpha that wouldn’t leave him alone and had decided to torment his friend just for attention. His lungs felt as if he had been in the smoking room of his grandfather’s house back in Denmark just like he had last Christmas. It was so damn hard to breathe and so fucking hot outside, he just wanted to go home.
All his classes had been insufferable, not because of the materials or exams or even the other rowdy boys that had teased him for being buried in his book during lunch while Yu had been too into his Nintendo to notice them flicking purple staining grapes at him. No, the beta was used to that. It was just his stomach that wouldn't stop its tirade of cramps and he couldn’t seem to cool down even if the wind had picked up throughout the day as the sun filtered between the cloudy sky.
Yu’s teases from earlier about being a late bloomer had filtered into Kento’s thoughts throughout his classes and the contraction of muscles in his stomach. The beta knew this had just been the anxiety talking, there wasn’t a chance that his subgender could change now, it was too late. He was turning 18 soon, and presenting, for most, only ranged between the ages of 13 to 14 years of age. Kento was way past that introductory period of his subgender.
The only thing that could even link him to being an omega was his cunt, which had never produced slick or ached for any contact.
A sigh left Kento as he bathed in the overbearing sun that continued to beat down on him as he closed his eyes and tried to find his breath and push away troubling thoughts. He just had to last till the end of class and then he'll be free. The beta had already made a note to himself to stop by the clinic after school to pick up medication to rid himself of this terrible fever that had spread throughout his body. The blond knew he didn’t have to wait long. It was just that, at the moment, his limbs felt heavy. Kento didn’t wish to move even as his classmates casted questionable gazes his way as they played amongst themselves on the field for the last thirty minutes of gym class.
Aside from the heatwaves and cramps rolling through him currently, Kento’s senses were on the edge. He could hear a soccer ball being juggled at the end of the field more than fifty feet away, the crunching of gravel as other classmates chased and raced around the track in all directions, and the conversations of kids that, like him, had chosen to sit on the field and chat until class ended. The sounds weren’t the worst, he could deal with that. It was the feeling of the cut grass stabbing at his sensitive skin, the freezing wind attempting to cool his skin, the thumping of his heart in his ears and the cacophony of scents he had never noticed before sneaking into his airways that made him feel like he was on the edge of unconsciousness.
Another deep rumble fell from Kento as he tried to rid the scents that seemed to follow the wind just before rays of sun that caused a red film on the inside of Kento’s eyelids fell to darkness. His eyes didn’t open and his body didn’t flinch as he had heard the approaching footsteps crunching in the grass just next to him until the shadow towered over his frame. Although not phased, Kento’s fingers twitched in the tangled grass beneath him at the overbearing presence, and when the soft breeze let the all too familiar scent of sun-soaked berries into his senses with a mix of a new warm nectar undertone, he knew who was looking down at him. Kento didn’t need to open his eyes.
“Go away.” Kento told the figure and when a familiar icy laugh rained from above he knew his new oversensitive nose had guessed correctly.
“Always so mean to me, Kento-chan.” Satoru laughed. The grass beneath him crunch and the beta squinted behind close lids as the blinding light beat down on him as the alpha took a seat at the feet of the sprawled out blonde. “You looked lonely out here all by yourself laying in the grass. I can’t let my favorite… beta be lonely. What kind of upperclassman would I be?”
Kento’s body froze at the way his subgender had rolled off Saturo’s tongue. Hazel irises opened abruptly, ignoring the sting of the sun as the gaze flicked to his feet at the pale alpha that had shades hiding his frozen eyes while a black headband pushed back his hair exposing his forehead. The blond couldn’t see Saturo’s eyes staring back at him through the dark shades but he could feel them as the alpha leaned back onto his palms that threaded the grass beneath them. Kento’s heartbeat was in his ears and his fingers throbbed softly in the dirt at the anxiety nestling into his chest.
“A respectable one, now if you’ll excuse me… .” Kento deadpanned as he pressed his fingers into the grass underneath him while he pushed his heavy, hot body up into a sitting position. The quick motion caused his vision to blur and his hand to slip in a weak attempt at getting to his feet that hadn’t gone unnoticed by Satoru as the lousy attempt had the beta about to fall onto the alpha.
Kento barely had time to react when the alpha quickly sat up and slender, cold fingers quickly grabbed onto his shoulder to keep the beta from falling. A familiar shade of pink dusted across the beta’s high cheekbones and across the bridge of his slender nose when another gust of rich, nectar and sunbathed fruit coated his airways. Kento’s mouth watered at the taste.
“Woah, there Kento-chan, can’t have you falling for me just yet.” Satoru chuckled as he helped the beta up onto his feet with his fingers pressed onto the bare skin of Kento’s forearm.
The beta ignored the obvious flirt once his feet grounded themselves into the grass and he didn’t feel as if he was going to fall onto the alpha. Saturo’s fingers still gripped at him as he steadied himself. Kento could feel the coolness of slender fingers gripping his clammy skin. As if on cue, Kento could feel his fever deepen as a bead of sweat dripped from his jaw onto his neck causing him to shiver at the feeling.
“Jesus, you’re burning up…” Saturo’s voice that usually held mirth stalled and edged into genuine concern while Kento watched the alpha raise his free hand and place the cool palm onto his forehead before it slid to his cheek. “... fuck, don’t pass out on me, baby.”
Kento froze at the pet name, his body stiffening slightly when the scent of succulent, dripping ripened washed fruit and the warm nectar of honeysuckle filled his lungs. The alpha’s exposed wrist was close to his airways as it hovered just to the side of his mouth. The beta kitten licked his bottom lip, his eyes fluttering for half a second as Saturo’s scent caused his brain to float in his skull. Kento couldn’t think of words to respond as the unfamiliar sensations waved through him. His knees felt as if they might give out if the alpha continued to press his fingers deeper.
A new form of anxiety formed inside the blonde as chilled skin and gaze flickered over his flushed features. Kento watched the white haired alpha’s face full of genuine concern that he had never seen before through a half-lidded gaze until cool fingers slid from his jaw and dipped into the dip of his neck just at the edge. Frozen fingers ghosted over the barely raised skin on his collar and the beta let out a choked gasp when the subtle pressure caused something to cause him to squirm in his gym shorts.
“Stop.” Kento mumbled as he pulled away. He stumbled over his own feet slightly as the coolness from Satoru’s fingers left his burning skin for brief second. He didn't understand why his skin felt so hot, why the sun felt like too much, why he could taste Satoru's cleansed berry scent on his tongue with each breath he took. The younger man also really didn't understand why he felt so soaked in his gym shorts at such a simple touch from the older alpha's fingers on his neck.
Kento had to get to the nurse, he had to go lay down. There was no dying that he was much more ill than he had originally thought, he should have listened to Yu. His fire-lit body tensed as smooth fingers dipped into the collar of his shirt and into his collar bone. The beta stumbled back, shaky hands pushing the upperclassman off of him just barely enough to get a wobbly step back.
"Fuck, I'm gonna throw up." Kento mumbled to himself as he leaned forward, curling in on himself. One of his sweaty palms on his knee to steady him in his stance, while the other curled the grey t-shirt of his gym wear into his stomach as another cramp coiled in his gut enough to leave him nauseous. His legs shook as the feeling of something warm and wet coated his inner thighs.
A cool hand rested on his back that he knew belonged to Satoru who wouldn't leave him alone for one second. Kento's body reacted to the touch by pressing into the coolness of the white-haired alpha's palm, despite how much the touch truly left a distaste in his mouth. He couldn't control his body, his body was going to give out any moment.
The beta's head was floating. Through the sun rays that cooked the young blond alive he looked up to bright, unnerving blue eyes that looked more like dark orbs staring back at him as the alpha's eyes were fighting dilation. Kento tried not to think too hard about his next move as he reached out for Satoru. The alpha caught his awaiting hand as his head lolled to look at the grass beneath him as he mustered the effort to speak.
"Help me, Senpai."
Kento's body froze stiff and felt a gust of air catch in his throat as the ground beneath him slipped from the soles of his sneakers. His body not knowing how to react as smooth, muscular arms hooked behind his knees while another hand slid across the middle of his back and grip his side as he was lifted into the arms of Satoru. A burst of wet berries coated his tongue when his face was cradled into the crook of the alpha's neck. The beta tried to lick away the honeysuckle sweetness on his lips as he breathed his upperclassman in. Shaking hands gripped onto the grey collar of Satoru as he started walking in a more than hurried pace.
The jostling from Satoru's steps only added to dizziness and disorientation that was flooding Kento's head. He couldn't think anymore. He could only feel. He could feel the way his heart was beating his through his chest and into his ears, the fevered sweat that was rolling down his forehead and into the nape of his neck, the wetness of his eyes and thighs, the way his hands shook, and most importantly the way his body melted at the touch of the upperclassman holding him so closely. The beta felt terrified, he didn't know what was happening or why he found such comfort in the scent of someone he was supposed to hate.
His eyes were fluttering every few steps, not truly sure where Satoru was taking him, but felt a wave of relief when the feeling of cold air washed over his flushed skin as they entered the school. Kento recoiled as the scent of chlorine hit his nose making the scent of ripe berries and honeysuckle disappear. There was echoing in the chamber of the pool room and Kento looked up through his tired eyes at the alpha that carried him with a steeled expression, porcelain skin now tinted in a shade of pink.
This wasn't the way to the nurse's office and although Kento knew that, he couldn't be bothered to protest when cold air rushed over his hot and clammy skin when they entered the locker room. The feeling of strong hands that had dug into him against his skin was replaced by the hard surface of one of the counter tops that was used for folding the uniforms of their school's swim team's suits as well as their lacrosse team. Which Kento knew Satoru was a part of.
Kento's legs dangled over the edge of the counter and tried to push himself into a sitting postion the moment the relaxing scent that his upperclassman's pheromones left his lungs. A strangled whine from chewed lips left him. He didn't understand why the white-haired alpha had brought him here and not the nurses station. Another whine left him and Kento's shaking hand fisted his stomach as the aching intensified.
His body froze, calves tensing at the sound of Satoru's shuffling just a few feet away. The older boy was muttering incoherently under his breath as Kento watched him the best he could through a wet waterline as he walked to the doors of the room and turned the deadbolt. Kento's eyes widened and found himself cowering when his eyes met the alpha's. The usual bright blue that could stare through you was dim and only outlying the outer ring.
The sight terrified Kento as Satoru took a step closer.
"I-I don't understand what's happening…" Kento said, his voice more air than actual syllables when they left his lips.
A gasp lodged in his throat, his thighs shifting when the cool touch of Satoru's hand was placed on his burning bare skin at the bunching that exposed the clear shine that was coating his inner thighs. Kento swallowed, his heart in his throat when the feeling of his upperclassman slotted himself between his dangling legs. He watched the alpha with a cloudy gaze. How crystalline eyes stared at his bare thigh and tensed when a smooth thumb pressed into the wetness coating his leg before they looked up to stare back into his hazel.
"I thought you said you were a beta?" Satoru asked in disbelief and Kento's brow furrowed, his shaggy blond hair falling into his eyes. He didn't understand. Kento was a beta, is a beta.
"I-I am…"
"Then why do you smell so sweet right now? Like warm peaches and vanilla, and why…" Kento listened to the low rumble of the older boy's voice and felt his thighs trying to close around the hips between them. Kento whined barely above a whisper as his eyes landed on the glistening drip falling from the white-haired mans fingers was raised after scooping the clear liquid too close to where it spilled from. "… are you dripping, silly?"
Slender and dripping fingers raised from Kento's thighs and he couldn't look away even if he wanted to when those same fingers that had dug into his thigh pressed passed the alpha's lips and spread on his tongue. Kento's eyes fluttered and despite trying to look away, he couldn't with how Satoru's piercing eyes held him in place; unable to look away and drowning his flushed face in them. A slew of curses fell from the alpha.
Kento's head fell back, hitting the counter with a soft thump, when the alpha finally allowed their gazes to part when his eyes fluttered closed from tasting the slick that tasted of him. No, it wasn't possible. There was no way he was actually an omega… it was far too late to go through this now. Kento hadn't had the faintest idea of what being an omega was, but from the way Satoru pressed into him and the way his cunt dripped at the thick warmth against him. he knew this much: He needed something deep inside him to satiate the core in his stomach that caused him to burn.
The thought of it terrified Kento, causing his smaller frame to shake before the flooding of washed blackberries, sun-kissed flowers, and the sweet, calming scent of the alpha that held him enveloped him and caused his brain to float amongst the fog. He looked at Satoru, the hands that curled on his stomach reached out to his upperclassman. The look in his eyes mixed with that of worry, blown wide and flicking to every part of Satoru's angled face. Kento didn't miss the way Cheshire features softened and bright eyes relaxed enough to bring their normal color back as his pupils shrunk just enough.
"Hey, hey… c'mere." Kento didn't get a moment to protest as he Satoru's hands slid up his thighs and to his sides, lifting him off the counter and upright. There faces only a few inches away. One hand on Kento's hip as the other snaked up his front and to the underside of his slender chin. Kento huffed as he tasted Satoru's sweet scent in the back of his throat. His down caste gaze that had fallen on pink lips to bright eyes staring back at him uncharacteristically soft. "I got you, Kento. I'm going to help you through this okay, baby?"
Kento lamented against the pet name in his sober brain, but he couldn't help the way his body melted into the older boy at the sound of the pet name in his floating headspace. Sweet crushed berries entered his lung as his head fell onto Satoru's shoulder just mere inches from the scent gland just below his ear that pumped the air around them with his cool scent. The younger boy’s head rolled over the collarbone of the white-haired alpha, shaking his head as he wrestled with the contradictory emotions running through his heat-filled mind.
The new found omega didn't want this. He didn't want to be an omega, he knew nothing. This wasn't right, his body felt wrong, too hot, too sensitive, and Kento didn't know the first thing about being an omega. He didn't even know how to make a nest or why he wanted it to smell exactly of the alpha that was holding him close. Fuck, how the blond hated this… he just wanted to go home but he throbbed and ached too much to move.
"I'm scared, S-Satoru… I've never-"
Soft words were cut short when cool palms lifted Kento's heavy head off of the alpha's shoulder to look at the older boy that looked back at him. The lids heavy over pale blue as they took in his features until they fell on Kento's parted lips that was huffing exhausted heat from his mouth as he tried to catch his breath as well as swallow down the taste of honeysuckles. Hazel eyes widened before scrunching closed when the sweet taste he was chasing coated his tongue as his mouth parted on instinct when Satoru placed his lips against his.
Clear water that hinted at blackberries and warm flowers mixed with the taste of ripened peaches and vanilla on Kento's tongue as the alpha licked into his mouth. Kento knew he was tasting himself on the alpha's tongue, causing the coil in his stomach to roll and he squirmed as the slick that tasted the same furthered it's pooling on his legs. The younger boy moaned, his shaking hands gripping at Satoru's shirt not knowing whether he wanted to push the alpha away or chase after the man's mouth that tasted so sweet.
Pressure at soiled cunt through his gym shorts pressed into him when the alpha that continued to steal the air from his lungs ground his hips into Kento. The sensation was enough to have the younger boys eyes roll back in his head, strings of sweetened saliva being the only thing that connected their lips when his head fell back to let out a soft moan. His hips instantly chasing the feeling as his cunt throbbed and soaked further. God, he'd never been this wet before… or at all.
"Fuck, I can't wait anymore…" Satoru spoke in hushed tones as he pulled back, using the same hands that held Kento up to lower him back onto the counter
The omega had never been kissed before, never tasted himself on his tongue, and had never been so hot that he felt like he was melting out of his skin and turning his bones into liquid magma. He could barely hear Satoru's insufferable mumbling over the rush of blood in his ears. Kento swallowed, his eyes blinking tiredly as he looked at the blinding lights of the locker room that shined down on them.
This really wasn't how he thought he would be losing his virginity, not like this. He hated even more so that he no longer cared, but felt a wave of relief that it was the annoying alpha that had been pestering for months on end. It seems that the white-haired alpha was going to end up getting what he wanted after all, and there was nothing Kento's heat filled brain could do to stop it. He needed this just as bad at least for right now until his head cleared.
A shiver went up his spine as his gym shorts were bunched up at the groove of his hip and to the side to expose the burning sex between his legs to the cold air. He didn't dismiss the way his skin prickled and tried to fight a response when hazel eyes fell to the alpha hovering over him, eyes low and hands roaming up his side in an attempt to soothe the omega underneath him.
"Look at you, my sweet Kento had a cunt all along…" Satoru's voice was light, a laugh coming out as the hand that held Kento's thigh, pulled at the waistband of his own shorts to pull them down. The air that had been lodged in the younger boys lungs halted at the sight of the alpha's long, slender, slightly curved, and thick knot that came into view as it sprung from the blue fabric. "Gods, don't know how bad I wanted you, was ready to accept mating a beta but it's like the spirits listened to my prayers."
"Shut up…" Kento croaked out through the wetness in his mouth at the heavy scent that was flooding his brain from the cum dripping from the tip of the alpha's length as he pumped himself in front of the omega. He licked his lips and let his head fall back, hearing Satoru's laugh once more before there was pressure between his thighs.
Pressure so tight he was sure that he was splitting in half at Satoru's dripping length slowly sunk into him. Kento's voice shook and his hands tried to find purchase on the first thing he felt. His long fingers gripping at the alpha's bicep along the arm that held his hip down to keep him from squirming, not that he was truly trying to. He wasn't used to it, wasn't used to the sensation of being split open on an alpha's cock.
He hated it. Hated the way his body immediately relaxed when the head of Satoru's dick slipped past soaking lips that was trying to suck him in inch by inch. Kento hated the way his head was swimming at the heat that was engulfing his body had dulled into a buzz underneath his skin as he felt the alpha slide against warm, wet walls. He shut his eyes, a free arm raising to cover them from the blinding light that burned through them.
The sound of overly soaked slaps, unsteady breaths, soft moans, and harsh grunts filled the air. Kento's mouth hung permanently open as he couldn't stifle the way his body reacted to the full feeling he was experiencing. He could feel the shaking in his thighs as they rested on Satoru's hips that started a slow pace as not to overwhelm the younger omega. Despite this, Kento knew the older alpha was holding back his true goal and holding back the urge to slam into him without worry.
He could see the way Satoru's bright eyes would go from focusing on where his knot was teasing at the his entrance with each languid roll of his hips and then back up when a heavy moan left him through his peeking gaze. The older boy's eyes were darkened but not the way they had been before, his brow held a softness and the way his spit shined lips hung open Kento couldn't help but watch the way his upperclassman fucked him through his first heat so achingly slow, as if he actually cared.
The thought alone would have been enough to send Kento reeling. He had known this alpha in passing for the last three years, heard him in the halls laughing too loudly, taking up too much space, flirting with every single boy he came in contact with. The older alpha was notorious for being a flirt, not caring about how he came off, so the sight of such worry on his features, with the worry on his lip as he bit it and the gentleness of his roaming hands that held onto his thigh and pressed into his exposed hip. It pissed the younger off to no end, the way his new found body was keening to touch, the way this alpha fucked him, the way it made his heart beat harshly in its cage.
Kento knew this was just a one time thing with an alpha like this. Had he not been so unlucky, his budding omega wouldn't feel like it was tearing in two at the idea of such a sweet smelling alpha toying with him. A soft cry that sound more like a moan left Kento's lip briefly in time with a resounding slap against him as Satoru buried his length in him once again. The flared brim of Satoru's knot pressed in harsher into Kento's sopping cunt and he felt his thigh tense at the pace that was building in the alpha's hips.
Moans left Kento, his back arching when Satoru's hips slammed into him and let his own deep moan knock out of his chest at the way the younger boy's walls tightened around his cock. The fire in his gut building to a fever pitch, making the pitiful whimpers he was trying to bite down on to slip out with each drag inside of him that pressed into a bundle of nerves that left the air in his lungs at a stalemate. The arm that had been covering his eyes fell and reached for the alpha's other arm that had been tracing his fingertips up his torso.
"T-Too much…" Kento whimpered out as he squirmed under the pressing hand on his hip. "Satoru, ah wait.. I feel weird, too hot…"
A laugh left the alpha that caused the blond to scrunch in response as he looked at the alpha that refused to let his hips slow no matter how he squirmed. Strong, slender fingers didn't release the hold on his hip and instead pressed further into a bruising pressure with the way Kento's hip dug into the counter below him. The other hand that had been roaming his torso paused just over his navel before pressing down in time as the white-haired alpha's knot pressed passed his throbbing cunt entrance with an audible squelch that sent a shiver down Kento's spine when he heard it.
Pressure. So much pressure. It was white behind Kento's eyelids as he came abruptly. Tears rolled down his face and he couldn't help but keep his gaze on the alpha fucking him when he did. A moan wracked out as the the fire in him, that had engulfed him for far too long, spilled out over his skin and onto the knot that was moving inside of him.
"That's it baby, that's a good omega taking my knot." Satoru praised as Kento's thoughts swam, tears still streaming down his face. "You're made for me, Kento, you know that? Not going to let you go after this. Gonna come inside. Gonna make sure everyone, including that little alpha that hangs around you, who's made you feel like this."
Kento barely made sense of his upperclassman's words, but found himself nodding with each word. His eyes were too unfocused, he couldn't make anything out past the tears in his eyes. The only thing he could truly hear was the way small wanton moans continued to spill past his lips. It felt too long but not long enough when his toes curled inside of his sneakers at the sound of Satoru's cursed moan left him and his bruising grip tightened. Kento felt how his body wracked forward on the counter, the loud slap and the overly hot feeling inside him as Satoru came deep inside him.
Kento came again at the feeling alone, hiding his face in the crook of his arm once more in embarrassment.
It didn't go unnoticed. Because of course it wouldn't with the white-haired boy still buried in him. He could feel it, feel the way Kento's walls milked the alpha as if this wasn't the first time they'd done this. A soft grip pried his arm away form his face. Kento forced himself to look at the flushed face of his upperclassman. Taking in the satiated gaze and the knowing smirk on his face.
It wasn't much longer until Satoru's knot deflated and the burning fever that had sent Kento on his back was just a flush on his face from his omega being filled and tamed. With the toe of his sneaker clad foot, he pushed the alpha off of him, an ache in his core as he had still been inside him and slipped out with an soft, wet pop. A new substance dripped down his thighs as he pushed himself up and trying to recoil from the alpha's hands that hovered over his skin.
"Aye, be careful." Satoru said as he placed himself back into his shorts. Kento looked away from him and held his hand up to keep distance that the alpha paused at for the first time. "Shit, I didn't hurt you, did I?"
Kento looked at him, the pink on his cheeks being all the more prominent as the heat that he held was being replaced with his underlying anger towards the upperclassman. He adjusted, wincing at the empty soreness between his legs when he tried to hop down from the counter, only to be hindered as Satoru entrapped him against the counter between his legs.
Those piercing blue eyes looking back at unsteady hazel that couldn't tell if they wanted to keep staring or shy away from the overbearing alpha that had absolutely no spacial awareness.
"Let me down." Kento whispered, his breath ghosting over Satoru's lips as he pressed in closer until the tips of their noses touched. He watched at the alpha shook his head, childishly almost. The younger omega furrowed his brow deeper, "You got what you wanted. Just let me go get cleaned, please."
"No." Satoru shook his head as he leaned back, one hand that had been entrapping Kento rose to move a tendril of his damp blond hair from his eyes. "I think you've got it wrong, my silly Kento-chan… I didn't want just this and I'm tired of you thinking that's all I want from you."
Kento looked at him incredulously, which only made the alpha laugh more. The sweet berry scent that been on his tongue returning when coupled hands cradled his jaw and he felt the way Satoru's lips melted onto his. He hated the way his eyes fluttered but steeled himself in the kiss, only pressing back when the taste of honeysuckle tainted his lip all too quickly before pulling back. Hazel eyes bore into the older boy in front of him.
"Don't give me that look." Satoru chuckled as he stepped back and let his hand snake up to the top of Kento's hair, ruffling it softly. "I know you don't like me but I meant what I said I'm not going to let you go after this. I'm going to prove it to you. You don't have to make your decision today, tomorrow, or even within the year, but just know, I meant what I said."
Kento couldn't help but try to wrack his brain at the words his upperclassman was saying to him. He didn't know if he truly believed him, but as the alpha's gaze didn't waver, the omega couldn't help but notice the feeling of elation that came with the words from the person who had just helped him when he had been in such a state. It felt weird to trust the alpha's words, but he also couldn't deny his new found omega's excitement at the proposition of this alpha wanting him. So he nodded, short and curt, before dropping his gaze to the tops of his messy thighs and soaked gym shorts.
"Now, lets get you cleaned up and home. I don't like you being at school like this, smelling so sweet. That's only for me now… no one else." Satoru said, pressing a kiss to the omega's cheek.
Kento kept quiet but nodded all the same.
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Heavy, dragging footsteps echoed down the empty corridor of the school as Kento stepped out into to the hallway at the sound of the last trill of the end of day chime. The new omega wasn't sure how he had made it through the rest of the school day, his skin was still warm, he was sore, and just the slightest bit lightheaded. It was nothing compared to what he had felt earlier before and it had taken a few choice threats towards a particular white-haired alpha to convince him that Kento would be stable for the rest of the day after he had been scrubbed and lightly fingered to remove the spent the alpha had pumped into him. After all, it wasn't as if he could have actually left. His last class of the day had been an exam and while he was sure if he would have gone to the nurse to get checked, he would have had a reasonable excuse, but the thought of an examination so soon after his unconventional first time caused an uneasiness in his stomach.
Kento would simply go to the clinic later for a new evaluation of his subgender now that is was clear that he had, in fact, been a late bloomer that Yu had teased him just earlier about. He was less than excited knowing that getting filled and split open, like he had been on Satoru's knot, had calmed his overactive nervous system, but he could feel the heat under his skin and feel the way his clothes were starting to stick once more. He needed to get home before another unbearable wave washed over him.
There was a cool breeze that blew through the tunneled entrance of the front of their school and caused the scent of earth and dirt into his lungs, another thing he was unable to shake. Being a beta for most of his teenage years and suddenly having your sense of smell change in just a few hours caused migraines and nausea that he never thought he would be able to comprehend. Needless to say, Kento had a lot to learn about this new development within him, along with other issues that had plagued over him today.
"Kento! Wait up!"
The young omega halted, his shoes scuffing on the stone as he turned to catch sight of Yu running taking the small steps two at a time until the scent of dark roasted coffee hit him in the face. Kento's hand came up to cover his nose as he took a step back, shaking his head as he took a breath in through his mouth as to not smell the alpha so harshly. Yu held a smile as he stopped just a foot away, adjusting his bag before doing a once over Kento's state. He watched as his friend shook his head.
"I thought I told you to go home," Yu asked, concern edged in his loud voice and Kento groaned at the sound as he rolled his eyes. "Seriously, Kento… You said you knew your limits."
Kento felt like laughing at that moment. Truly laughing, as it now felt ridiculous to hear such words. The similar words he had said this morning during the beginning of his fever. He had known his limits, what he didn't know was that his body had decided today of all days would be the day to change him fundamentally as a person. No one could have prepared for that, he still had to inform his parents of the news, but, first things first, was getting home to relieve himself again.
Silently, Kento found himself hoping that relieving himself by himself wouldn't prove to be too difficult. He had never done it by himself, but today had been a lot of firsts. What was one more? The blond shook his head as flashes of the white-haired alpha with pink cheeks, his hands on his skin, and his wide unfocused gaze slipped into the forefront of his thoughts.
Kento cleared his throat at the thought.
"Did you use new soap after your gym period? You smell like peaches… and a little like Satoru Senpai." Yu chuckled and Kento found his fingers tightening on his book bag, eyes widening for a brief moment before his gaze broke when he felt heat rush further up his neck at the mention of the alpha. Worry washed over him at the brown-haired alpha's words.
He should have known there was no way Kento didn't smell off the obnoxious alpha, the man had touched all over and been inside him. How frustrating this alpha had made his life.
Kento went to make a rebuttal, but when his lips parted, the taste of washed blackberries and sweet honeysuckle wafted into his lungs and coated his tongue. He froze as he was jostled from behind and didn't miss the way his eyes widened when a slender wrist swiped across his neck, just at his scent gland. A shiver ran through him that only he and the upperclassman that now hung off him noticed. The young omega wore a frown when he looked up to meet bright eyes looking back him with a hint of mischief and endearment in them.
How dare this knot-head scent him right in front of Yu?
"Kento-chan, we meet again… I've missed you, you know?" Satoru smiled down at him. Kento, despite the scowl on his face, couldn't fight the way his body reacted to being so close to the alpha that had taken him. His scent was clouding his judgment again.
Kento didn't miss the way the alpha hung off of him from behind, squishing his backpack between them awkwardly enough to notice that there was a tug on one of the zippers for a moment. The blond sent a confused gaze to his upperclassman, their eye contact only breaking for a moment as familiar black hair made an appearance when Suguru approached just a few feet away.
"Did you miss me?" Satoru asked, his voice dripping in honey-like sweetness as he asked.
Kento bit his tongue for a moment before answering.
"No."
Satoru smiled at Kento's answer, his eyes peered over the tops of his notoriously iconic circular dark glasses. Kento bit the inside of his cheek as his fever grew with each passing moment that he stood next to alpha, breathing in the scent that reminded him of their hot summers. A pout that usually would have irritated the younger blond, found his omega preening at, appeared on the older alpha's face. Kento didn't dismiss the lack of recoil when slender fingers gripped his chin or the way his upperclassman squished his cheeks.
"You hurt me, my sweet Kento…" Satoru whined all too childishly for his older age before his hand dropped and piercing gaze turned to Yu that was watching the interaction with wearied attention. "Yu-chan, make sure my Kento-chan gets home safely. He seems to have a fever… I'm counting on you, okay?"
Hazel eyes broke from bright blue and to Yu's features as he bristled from being asked by his favorite upperclassman of such a ridiculous favor as if they didn't walk home with each every school day.
"Uh huh, Y-Yes Senpai." Yu answered, his voice jittery when he did.
Satoru let out a chuckle as his hand pressed down on the pocket of Kento's bag once more just before he released the omega, but not before swiping his wrist against his neck once more. Kento found his mouth going dry at the sensation before he was pushed forward into Yu, their fronts crashing into one another. Yu barely caught him in their crash and Kento rose to give the white-haired alpha piece of his mind about being so rough with him, but was met with the retreating form of the alpha hanging off his guard dog of a friend.
Kento shook his head to rid himself of the anger as well as the scent that lingered in his nose. He nodded his head to the side to tell Yu to start walking so they could get going. The young omega paused, adjusting his bag when the sound of rattling caught his attention. The alpha had definitely put something in his bag and the unfamiliar sound only proved true.
He paused, not minding that Yu was falling further away from him as he brought his school bag around to the front of his body. Hazel eyes landed on the semi-opened front pocket that Satoru had been messing with and, with unsteady hands, he unzipped it further to find a folded note on ruled notebook paper. Unfolding it, a small, silver, plastic tablet case fell from the folds into the clammy palm of his hand.
Kento examined the small pill packet before his eyes widened at the realization of what had fallen from the note between his fingers. He held the pill to his chest as his pulse began to race against his neck. His eyes rose to examine the note written in rushed, but oddly elegant penmanship.
"I'm taking responsibility for my actions from earlier. Please be sure to take this. I had to beg Suguru to give me one. I would hate for you to get tied down to an alpha you claim to hate… Please get home safely, my sweet omega.
P.S. Here's my number… text me so I can make sure you got home safe. XX"
A laugh escaped Kento's lips as he read the note, looking back behind him at where the alpha that had managed to tangle himself in this mess had been. The corridor leading away from the school now filled with too many bodies to count. Blond tendrils of hair fell into Kento's vision as he looked at the precautionary pill and such a childish note from his upperclassman.
"Kento! You coming?" Yu's voice called out in the distance. Kento looked towards the sound of the voice.
A lasting breath left the omega as he folded the note back, placing the pill back into the folds and into the same pocket the alpha had previously put it in. Kento made a mental note to be sure to take the pill as soon as he got home. There was no way he was ready for that responsibility all while learning about his new body.
It was too soon for that, much too soon for that he thought as he took a step forward. He slung the bag over his shoulder, another glance over his shoulder in hopes of seeing the alpha even though he knew he wouldn't. Another thought passed through just as the wind did his hair, while it was too soon for that, there were other things Kento might be open to trying… as long as the person he got share those with had annoyingly piercing eyes and an obnoxious laugh that rolled down his spine.
"Coming, Yu!"
Kento smiled as he turned back, taking a deep breath as he took another step forward.