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Toji loved that Megumi was an omega, and oh, had things worked out better than he ever could've imagined. After months of fucking, Megumi refused to find another alpha, saying no one could please him like his father could, and really, Toji couldn't deny that was more than true.
The boy had become his little cockslut, trained, needy and desperate for Toji both in heat and out of it. If Toji was in a rut, he could have his son whenever and however aggressively he needed. When Megumi was in heat, Toji would hole them up in the apartment, prepared to stay as long as they needed to fuck it out of him.
His baby boy's heats lasted for days, sometimes over a week if Toji was lucky. Megumi would text him when it was a day or two away and Toji would come home, greeted with Megumi in various stages of desperation. Sometimes Megumi would be naked, ass raised, hole stretched, ready for his alpha. Other times he'd be more lucid, waiting for his mind to release so he could become the little whore his body needed him to be.
So when Megumi texted him that it was time, Toji always rushed home immediately.
Fuck, his son was perfect. At first, there had been a hint of remorse for fucking his child, but Megumi was so damn pretty, and Toji couldn't resist the spicy, cinnamon scent when he was in heat. Now, guilt had been replaced by greed, and Toji only wanted more.
He wanted to bite down on Megumi's glands, claim him, and make him his forever. Toji was desperate to breed him. He wanted Megumi's flat little tits to swell with milk; they'd be round and swollen and Toji would knead them, suck on them, and drink down the milk meant for their child. He was greedy, selfish... he wanted Megumi's little belly to swell. The boy could get nice and fat and build a nest and Toji would take care of him; stuff him full of cock all day.
"Dammit," Toji cursed, gripping the steering wheel of his truck harder. If he could’ve teleported home, he would have. He was already uncomfortably hard in his pants, daydreaming about what sort of state Megumi would be in. He had provided his baby boy with many toys and outfits, plugs as big as his own dick to keep Megumi's hole nice and stretched. He hoped his baby walked around with it when he wasn't home.
He pulled into the parking lot and slammed the door to his truck shut. Toji could practically smell the cinnamon scent from the parking garage. He chose not to care that his own cock was practically on display, bulging in his damn pants; he needed to get inside, now.
Clenching his keys in his fists, Toji smacked his lips together. Damn, he was close to a rut. The aggression boiling under his blood, the desperation swelling his muscles, his chest heaving. In the elevator, he was tempted to rip his damn shirt off, his whole body felt like it was about to explode. Gripping the railing, he panted heavily, storming down the hall to their apartment.
"Megumi!" He growled when he pushed the door open, slamming it behind him. It was a miracle it didn't break, and he was about to howl like a damn animal when the strong scent smacked him in the face. The entire apartment smelled like Megumi, like he purposely walked around letting his scent out into each room to drive Toji wild. He dropped his bag in the hall, the keys missing the small table as they jingled against the floor, forgotten. "Your ass better be fucking ready."
"Daddy?"
He heard Megumi's voice coming from his bedroom, well, their bedroom.
"Who else? Now get out here and let me fuck you!" Toji pulled his shirt over his head, ripping the arm a bit as he flexed his back muscles. He tossed it on their small kitchen table and headed to the couch.
"Coming."
Yes, he was certainly going to be doing a lot of that this evening.
Toji spread his legs wide on the couch, the tent in his pants large and obvious. He wanted to see Megumi beg for it, rub his face against his clothed cock and pull down his pants with his teeth.
"Megumi, hurry up if you want my cock in you-"
Toji began to yell but was cut off by the sight of his son. And oh, what a beautiful sight it was. Megumi only had on two pieces of clothing, both given to him by Toji; a pair of skin tight booty shorts and a crop top that was a size too small, barely covering his nipples. The outline of his cock was blatant, trapped behind the tiny shorts. He held a bag in his hand and placed it on the table, giving Toji a good look at his ass.
"Wanted to bring out toys for you," Megumi muttered, standing back up. His tits were swollen, his nipples fat, and the edge of his shirt brushed against them.
"My baby boy, so good to me," Toji purred, his fingers rolling against the couch. "Did you pump your nipples?"
Megumi pressed his teeth against his lower lip and nodded up and down. He raised his arms, lifting the shirt just enough to show off his swollen tits.
Toji was a bit cruel to his little omega. He knew Megumi was more than ready to take his cock, but he liked to make him come as many times as he could without touching him. It had become something of a game to both of them, especially seeing as Megumi was often desperate to come, whether Toji was touching him or not.
Glancing at the bag, Toji nudged his head upward. "You bring them out here, the pumps?"
Megumi nodded again and he bent over, pulling the small suctioning machine out of the bag.
"Good boy," Toji purred, loving the way Megumi's cheeks grew redder at the praise. "Show me how you use them."
A whimper left Megumi's lips, and he wiggled his waist back and forth, his cock pressing against the tight pants. "Even though I already stretched them?"
Toji raised an eyebrow. "You call that stretched? Show me," he repeated, a bit more bite in his tone. He didn't enjoy it when Megumi talked back, he much preferred when he was fully in heat, completely complacent to do whatever Toji asked.
"Yes, Daddy," Megumi said. He knelt down by the table and lifted up the shirt enough to pinch at his nipple. He gasped softly when the cup suctioned on, one nipple in place. Megumi reached down to his other already swollen nipple and squeezed, pinching it to get the other cup to stay in place. It was hot, like he was about to milk himself, though Toji knew that was impossible. For now.
Reaching forward slowly, Megumi turned the dial on, the machine whirring to life as it began to suck at his nubs.
"A-Ah!" Megumi gasped, thrusting his chest forward. His little nipples began to suck into the tubes and Megumi moaned, running his hands over his lower belly. "D-Daddy... they hurt..." He whined, though he was bouncing slightly against the carpet, the head of his cock peeking through the waistband of his shorts.
Toji watched as the machine suckled at Megumi's chest, like babies desperate to pull out milk that would never come. They were latched on, and Toji smirked, watching the machine pull and pull Megumi's nipples, sucking them into the tubes. "It looks like you have tits, Megumi." He leaned forward and gently tugged on them, loving how Megumi's nipples strained against the suction. The boy’s eyes fluttered shut, and tilted his head back, mouth wide, moaning deeply.
Raising an eyebrow, Toji looked at the machine. "What's this? You're not on the highest level?" A devilish smirk crossed his lips as he leaned forward, turning the dial to the highest possible setting. Despite any protests of minor pain, he was obviously enjoying himself. Toji would never actually hurt his baby.
"Wait, Daddy," Megumi yelped as his nipples began to pull further down the tubes. The machine sucked on him harder, pumping and pulling at his skin, stretching it as far as Megumi's body would allow. He moaned, whining louder and louder, his arms falling back behind him as he thrust his chest out toward the sucking sensation.
Toji loved watching Megumi struggle to chase his orgasm. His neck tilted back, mouth open, drool trickling down his chin. He humped at the carpet, no longer caring as the heat took over his body. Toji watched his nipples pull further down the tube, elongating them. With each thrust of his chest, the tubes knocked together and Megumi moaned louder. "That's it baby boy, your nipples are getting nice and long for Daddy."
"For... for Daddy." Megumi grunted, humping the carpet faster. His cock head was sliding out of his pants and Toji could see how red the tip was. He was close to his first orgasm of the night.
Reaching forward, Toji smirked, enjoying the show. "You gonna come, baby boy? You know Daddy likes it when your first one is in your pants. Don't touch, just hump." Toji yanked on the tubes, pulling at Megumi's nipples.
"A-Ah! Y-Yes D-Daddy!" Megumi moaned, spreading his legs even more. He rocked forward, his cock rubbing against his shorts and the carpet.
"Good boy," Toji said, spanking at his rump. He could see the curve of Megumi's thick cheeks peeking out from under the shorts.
"Daddy, Daddy, please... I wanna come-" Megumi grunted, humping the carpet. The tubes knocked against the table, making the boy moan louder and louder. He looked like a wild animal, rubbing himself against the ground. His nipples grew longer and longer in the tubes, stretching his skin. The fabric of his shorts against the carpet was barely audible over the sound of the sucking, but Megumi's movement was enough to show he was close. He was rubbing himself so fast. "I-I'm... I'm coming, Daddy!" He groaned, spurting out his first finish, the cum covering the carpet.
His hips twitched and Toji gently patted his backside. "There you go Megumi, let it all out. The first of many tonight." Reaching forward, he tugged at the nipple pumps, and kissed at the side of Megumi's face. He slapped Megumi's ass, the boy lurching forward as he panted heavily. "What if we made tonight... the night?" Toji asked, licking Megumi's ear. He trailed his tongue down to his neck, lapping at Megumi's gland.
"D-Daddy," he trembled. "You'll... finally mate me?"
"Yes baby," Toji purred in his ear. "You beg me every time, and I think tonight is finally the night." He could resist this desperate creature. Megumi was his, and maybe that was the rut talking, but fuck if his cock wasn't so damn hard already for the boy.
"Hah... hah... please... Daddy..."
"I've got you baby, I do." Toji leaned down and flicked the dial on the machine off. The suction cups on his nipples let go with a pop and they fell to the table clanging against it. Megumi's nipples fell forward, still elongated, stretched from the machine. "Would ya’ look at that?" Toji flicked at both of Megumi's tits and he jerked forward. "You got some cute nipples, baby. So stretched and long. Climb up here, let me suck them."
Spreading his legs again, Toji leaned back on the couch and patted his thigh. He noticed Megumi was already hard again, tight against the shorts and Toji yanked them down, tucking them under his swollen ball sack. "Baby, you are the sexiest omega I've ever fucking seen."
Megumi straddled Toji's thick thigh, scooting forward to get closer to him. "My chest hurts, Daddy. Make it feel better"
Toji could barely hear what Megumi was saying, he was so enthralled with everything but his son's words. His hands slid over his hips, his waist, and he dug his fingers into his ass. "Gonna mate you tonight, baby. Gonna fuck you senseless," Toji growled, nipping at Megumi's naked shoulder.
"Yes, mate me, please..." Megumi panting, already starting to bounce against Toji's thigh. It was sexy, to see his swollen nipples flop up and down with the movement. Toji was going to devour them.
Sliding his tongue down, he flicked it over one of the thick nipples and wrapped his mouth around it, sucking hard. He swirled his tongue over the bud, like he was giving his son's chest a damn blow job.
"A-Ah! Daddy!" Megumi panted and began to rub himself against Toji's thigh. His cock was so hard again. The scent of his body and the slick leaking against the shorts was enough to make Toji growl, vibrating his lips around the nipple. He could feel how wet his son was through the shorts against his thigh, that gushing slick an indication of his heat now in full force.
He hollowed out his cheeks, sucking in the nipple harder, just like the machine. He sucked and sucked, like he was desperate to pull milk from it and drink his fill. "Fuck, baby, your nipples are so hard," Toji moaned, lapping at the long, hard bud. He moved his head to the other and gently blew on it, watching Megumi's chest shiver and bounce.
Toji wrapped his mouth around Megumi's other nipple and began to suck again. With his hand, Toji tugged hard on Megumi's other nipple, pulling it out like the suction machine did. He glanced back up at his son. "Would hate to see these deflate, baby," he smirked.
Megumi simply moaned, his brain too cloudy to really answer. He was bouncing like a little slut now, rolling his cock against Toji's muscular thigh. His sack pressed down against the shorts, swollen and red, ready to empty once more. His mouth was open, drool and moans slipping from between his lips. The occasional "Daddy,'' joined Megumi's noises, while Toji sucked and sucked, switching between both his nipples. He wasn't going to stop until Megumi came again.
"Come on baby, give Daddy another one," Toji grunted. Pulling back, he pressed at the sides of Megumi's chest, trying to push his nipples closer together so he could wrap his mouth around both of his large nipples. He sucked hard, loving the way Megumi yelped, thrusting his chest into Toji's mouth. He loved when Megumi was like this, pliant, desperate, needy for his alpha.
His cock rubbed on Toji's thigh faster and Toji could tell his son was close again. Megumi had so many tells, but moving his little slutty body faster was always the easiest way to know.
"Daddy," Megumi panted heavily, "Ngh... HGN! I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm coming!" With a deep moan, a thick wave of cum shot onto Toji's thigh, coating him and the couch with the milky white substance. He felt the slick gush through Megumi's shorts, soaking through the material.
The scent was going to drive him insane. He needed to be inside of his boy immediately. Letting Megumi's nipples go with a pop, he reached forward into the bag to grab a pair of cute metal nipple clamps, pressing them onto Megumi's chest. "Wanna hear your tits jingle when I fuck you."
Megumi swallowed, nodding. "I'll do whatever you want, Alpha."
Oh. Oh. Toji loved when Megumi called him alpha. "That's right, slut," he growled, slapping at Megumi's ass once more. "You're my omega, and I'm gonna breed you. Be fucking grateful."
"I am, Alpha, I am," Megumi panted, shaking on Toji's thigh. "I've wanted you... to... to mate me for so long-"
Toji whispered softly in Megumi’s ear, nibbling at his skin. "Then get into the mating position." He squeezed Megumi's ass hard, gripping his soft cheeks. He licked his scent gland and sloppily let his saliva trickle down Megumi's skin. "Present yourself to me."
He could see the shiver roll through Megumi's spine, and the boy's ass trembled beneath Toji's touch. He was more than ready for this, had been for awhile. Toji licked his lips, watching Megumi slowly back away. He lowered the shorts the rest of the way, his little cock impossibly hard once again. Slowly, he sank down to his hands and knees. His cock hung between his legs, heavy, ready to come again. It was so hard for an omega to resist being hard, especially when his alpha was right in front of him.
Megumi slowly began to rotate, his bare ass sticking up toward Toji. Megumi leaned down, and raised his bottom high in the air, his hole throbbing right in front of Toji's damn face. Turning his head over his shoulder, Megumi looked at him and gripped his own ass cheeks, pulling his hole wide. "Please, mate me, Daddy."
Toji thought he was going to fuckin' combust. He pushed down his pants so fast, his large cock throbbing against the cool air. He planted his large feet on the ground, his thick thighs engulfing Megumi’s body. He yanked Megumi's hips up, not caring that Megumi's face was pressed against the carpet and slammed his thick dick inside of his ass. Immediately his son clenched, gripping at the hard cock he had wanted so terribly. Megumi was so desperate for Toji's knot, and though he was happy to give it to him, he wanted to enjoy fucking him if only for a moment.
Toji howled, throwing his head back as he slammed his hips into Megumi's ass. It was primal, Megumi's spine bending in half, Toji's enormous body enough to cover most of his son’s. The sound of their sweaty skin slapping together, Megumi’s whimpers and Toji’s growls, and the nipple clamps jingling echoed loudly in the room, creating a symphony of fucking Toji adored.
Tonight, his son was going to be his forever. He was going to mate him, fuck him until Megumi couldn't walk more and he'd have to carry him back to bed, only to fuck him even more.
His mate, his omega. The cinnamon scent filled Toji's nostrils and he growled, slamming into the boy repeatedly. He normally tried to find all of Megumi's spots, but right now his rut was taking hold, and the need to breed made it impossible for Toji to hold back.
"D-Daddy!" Megumi whined underneath him. His nipples jingled, scraping against the carpet, which only made pre-cum spurt from his cock onto the ground beneath him.
"Fuckin’ hell, Megumi, you're so wet and tight," Toji groaned. "Mine. My omega."
"Yours, Daddy," Megumi cried, slapping his hips back in a pathetic attempt to meet Toji's thrusts. It was next to impossible to match Toji's primal humping.
"Gimme one more, baby. One more than I'll bite you," Toji muttered, never stopping his relentless pace.
"Ngh... O-Okay," Megumi whimpered, his cock swinging frantically between his legs. He moaned, and Toji picked up the pace when he felt Megumi’s ass relax. Toji’s feet were steady on the ground, his hips driving into Megumi so fast it kept pushing his cheek forward on the rug.
"So sexy baby," Toji purred, leaning over him as he sniffed up his back, his nose following every vertebrae, up to his scent glands.
Megumi yelped, trying to keep his hips raised. "I want your knot, Daddy, please, Alpha!" Megumi yelled, begging with desperation. His heat had erased any thoughts he had had before, wanting only his father's thick knot.
"I know baby boy, come one more time and I'll give it to you."
"Hah-hah-hah-hah- '' Megumi panted repeatedly, slapping his hips back against Toji's dick. "I-I'm close, Daddy."
"You can do it baby, empty those balls," he chuckled, still humping his son without abandon.
Megumi curled his hands into fists and pressed them into the carpet. He groaned loudly, his body shaking as he finally released once more, cum spraying over the rug beneath him. "D-Daddy! K-Knot me please!"
Toji could feel the way his cock wanted to swell, could feel the way Megumi's ass clenched, desperate to lock on to something even thicker than his cock. Good thing Toji could give it to his baby boy. With a howl, he tossed his head back and slammed deep into his boy. His cock began to swell at the base, locking them in place. As it grew in Megumi's ass, Toji reached forward and grabbed Megumi's hair, pulling him up to get a good angle on his neck. Pressing his teeth down to the mating gland, he bit him hard, their bodies and scents locking together.
It was an intimate thing, creating a mating bond. Their scents would change and mingle, their bodies desperate for only each other during a rut and a heat. Megumi was Toji’s omega; all his.
Toji let go with a growl, drool covering the skin of Megumi's neck. They would be stuck together now for at least twenty minutes, and then, maybe even sooner, Megumi would want more. Now, he could really mate with the boy.
"Mine," he purred, licking at the mark of his teeth buried in Megumi’s skin.
'Yours, Daddy," Megumi sighed. "Forever."
"Forever baby boy, my omega."
"My alpha," Megumi whispered, letting out a gentle hum, a soft noise of contentment, happily filled and locked in place. Neither of them needed anything more.