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Everyone knows who Kirishima Eijirou is. He's the best football player in their school, kicking ass and taking names. Despite not dating anyone (which was a huge shock because he's the most attractive Alpha in their lineup), he still does what he has to in order to bring his team further into their competition.
But a lot of people don't know about him outside of school. Very few know of how he really is. And most importantly, how he looks at the cute, geeky Omega sitting in the stands.
Eijirou hears his name a lot. He is, after all, the smartest kid in their classes. Or at least the ones Eijirou has with him.
Bakugou Katsuki.
The perfect name for such a pretty boy.
Eijirou is enamoured at how his mouth quirks slightly as his friends say something humorous, or the way his nose scrunches while he's playing on his Sw/itch.
Eijirou is extremely attracted to him, but if word ever got out to his "friends", he would be screwed.
"Dude, why are you staring at that dork?" Tomo replies, nudging his arm into Eijirou as they walk down the hall the next morning. "Come on! No more distractions! We're going to the championships man!" The rest of the group starts to shout in joy. Eijirou smiles lightly, nodding his head and laughing.
He hears the Omega scoff, slamming his locker shut. He brushes past them all, the hardly-concealed scent of a roasted marshmallow causing Eijirou to unintentionally chuff. Holy shit, he smells good.
Thankfully the noise goes unnoticed by everyone and Bakugou walks off.
Weeks pass of nonstop practice and consistent workout routines. People still try to fling themselves at Eijirou during the most inopportune times, like when he’s bench pressing or doing pushups. It’s starting to grate on his nerves, and what’s worse is that his Ome—hm. THE Omega has noticed.
Eijirou is honestly shocked that his scent isn’t flooding the classroom right now because he’s on the cusp of losing it. Some other blond that is a Beta (named Macaroni or some shit; Eijirou doesn’t care enough to remember) is pressed against his bicep. “Just one time?” He bats his eyelashes dramatically. “You’re such a strong Alpha. Why don’t you show me how you are in-”
Eijirou stands up suddenly, a yelp escaping the annoying Beta. He falls to the ground, the large redhead glaring down at him.
“How many times do I have to say it?” His voice is dark, deep with anger. If his fiery scent wasn’t prominent before, it definitely is now. “I. Am. Not. Interested.”
The Beta scrambles onto his feet. “Wh-What’s wrong with you?” He yells. “I was just having fun-”
“Fun?” Eijirou sneers, “Does it look like I enjoyed you all over me like that? I don’t want anything like that.” His head swivels left and right to address his classmates. “That goes for all of you.”
Thank goodness Bakugou isn’t in this class.
Not long after, the professor walks in. “Whoever is letting their scent free needs to go get their patches fixed.” He says in a deadpan tone. “I mean it.”
Eijirou takes that as his sign to get out, sending a half-hearted glare towards the Beta before rushing to his dorm room to switch them out.
“Heard about the other day.”
Eijirou sighs. “Don’t doubt it.”
“What was that for?” His friend asks, “Do you really not like anyone?”
“Nope.” Definitely not. Like someone? Who do you take me for? I mean that’s…haha…
…I wonder what Bakugou is up to right now-
“Kiri?”
Eijirou jolts out of his thoughts. “Y-yeah, Tets. Sorry man. I’m distracted.”
“You know…” Tetsu pauses, a smile upturning on his lips. “Maybe you need to let some of that pent up aggression out.”
The Alpha looks at his best friend in confusion. “What d’you mean?”
“I mean like…I know a place.” Anytime Tetsu has ever said that, it usually ends up getting him in trouble. “You trust me?”
The redhead can’t help but to be dragged into the silver-haired Alpha’s idea. “Yeah, you know I do.”
Why did he not expect this?
“Tetsu.”
“Yeah?”
His eyes are focused on a hole in the wall. Moans and groans reverberate everywhere in the room from other people using them. “I…Is this-”
“An Omegan gloryhole? Damn right.”
And it’s not the only hole in the room by any means. No. Tetsu brought him to a whole ass building. The place is nice, very clean and tidy considering well… what happened here. There are scent neutralizers scattered everywhere, throwing Eijirou for a loop. Honestly, he should’ve expected something like this from the other Alpha. “Come on man. I paid for you. Now we gotta fill out a few things of paperwork and get our guards.”
Eijirou was going to protest about paying for it, but pauses as he takes in the last bit, “Guards? Like actual people to keep watch or-?”
“No, no.” Tetsu laughs. “ Knot guards, bro.”
At first Eijirou was hesitant. At any point he could’ve walked out, calling Tetsu crazy or something. But instead, he stands there stark naked, save for the toy nestled tightly along the base of his cock, where his knot would eventually grow.
It’s not uncomfortable thank goodness, but it’s still strange. Tetsu was on the other side of the building, set up in a room with his own Omega. Eijirou walks over to room 20, unlocking the door with the key he got and shuffling in. In an instant, there's no noise like there was outside. It’s silent, probably from the soundproof on the walls. The area is pristine, smelling of cleaning supplies that were recently used.
And right there, in the center of the room was the hole. It’s a lot larger than a regular sized one, enough to at least have someone’s hand stick through it. But there was nothing to prove of someone’s presence.
“Uh, hello?” Eijirou’s voice rings out. He thought an Omega was supposed to be here. “Anyone there?”
“Shuddup.” A gravelly voice speaks. “‘m here. Gimme a minute.”
Eijirou shivers, cock twitching in anticipation. Thank goodness he checked ‘male’ as his point of interest. “Yeah, okay.” He says, hand itching to touch himself.
But something tells him that the Omega, despite not being able to see each other, would get upset and he did not want to upset his partner for the night.
“Alright, impatient Alpha.” The Omega says, “I’m ready.”
Eijirou’s eyes move down, and his breath hitches at the sight. There in all of its glory (heh) is a pretty pink asshole, clenching around nothing. It's slick with arousal, dribbling out of him in rivulets. Eijirou’s cock is now at full mast, touching his abdomen and leaking pre.
Eijirou likes Bakugou, but he knows for a fact that he would have never been given a chance, let alone gotten the opportunity to speak to him without their gaggle of friends in the way. This is probably why he was okay with this when he found out where Tetsu brought him.
Besides, Tetsu was right in the whole “releasing aggression” thing. Eijirou has never been more irritated and horny in his life until a few days ago after getting the smallest whiff of Bakugou’s smell, so why wouldn’t he take this chance?
“Are you prepped?” Eijirou finds himself questioning. The Omega hums, ass relaxing and showing his stretched hole. “What d’you think I was doing a second ago? Stop asking questions.” The voice demands, “Just fuck me, idiot.”
He doesn’t have to be told twice.
He positions the head of his cock to that pretty ass, sliding his hands on the wall for purchase when it pops inside. The Omega lets out a small whine, shaking his hips lightly with what little room he had along the hole in the wall. “Agh, shit you’re big…”
Eijirou huffs, pushing in more and more until the knot toy touches the Omega’s ass. “Holy–! T-tight…” Eijirou lays his forehead on the wall, starting up a small rhythm after a few moments of adjustment.
Meanwhile his mind is conjuring up images of what Bakugou would look like in this position. How his cute butt would be up in the air, begging him so sweetly for more oh god yes Eijirou, do it harder-
But he hasn’t heard him really speak before. Bakugou is quiet at school, reserved. It didn’t stop Eijirou from developing an attraction though.
He pounds into the faceless Omega, their bodies clapping together so beautifully. The toy has strands of slick sticking off of it, webbing each time they connect. “Alpha!” The Omega whimpers, “Agh! Your cock feels good-!”
“Ngh…” What he would give to have the blond nearby- “ Fuck , Bakugou-”
Then he realizes his mistake. His movements pause. His eyes are as wide as saucers. The Omega has fallen silent. “S-sorry, just ignore that-”
“Again.”
Eijirou stares down at their connected bodies, since he can’t do much else in regards to looking at the Omega. “Wha-”
“I should’ve known it was you, Kirishima.” The voice says, waving around the syllables of each word, “You’re so big everywhere. Why would that change down there?”
There’s no way. “....Bakugou?”
“Mhm.”
Eijirou gasps, digging his fingers into the wall. He swears he leaves indents. “Holy- I had no idea you were here!”
“That’s kind of the point of this pla-ngah–fuck, do that again…” Eijirou begins to move once more, now confident in the way that his hips smack against Bakugou’s ass. The more time that passes, the more that Eijirou’s knot begins to grow. It presses along the toy, seeming a little too snug now. He grits his teeth, fangs protruding from his gums and his Alpha screaming to claim the man who has had him in an iron grip for months. Thankfully they have a barrier in the way, otherwise he would have.
“Ah, Bakugou…I’m close.” Eijirou warns.
"Do it. Fill me up, Kirishima!" Bakugou starts to push his ass back, colliding harder with the redhead. Eijirou bites his lower lip, yelling loudly when his orgasm takes over. Cum spills out of his cock, stuffing Bakugou full of his release.
The toy is tight along his knot, threatening to break beneath the sheer weight. He pants while he attempts to catch his breath.
Once he does, he deems it long enough to be inside of Bakugou before he begins to pull out. It's slow paced, watching the rim try and suck him back in, and then he's out. Cum trickles from Bakugou’s used hole, dripping down his crack and dropping onto the floor.
Eijirou calms down after a moment. “That was…intense…”
“Meet me outside in five minutes.” Bakugou cuts Eijirou off. “I’m gonna clean up first.”
The Alpha’s eyes widen. “Yeah, okay!” He has to give the toy back anyways. It’s not like he’ll be using it anymore.
Bakugou, it turns out, is doing this as a side gig to pay back a debt of some gaming equipment that didn’t belong to him. He ended up breaking in a fit of rage one night, and the person who let him borrow it was pissed. Now he’s doing what he can to make money pile up fast. This job is “what worked out”, according to Bakugou. Thankfully he was on birth control so the whole cumming inside sitch was nothing to fret about for Bakugou.
Eijirou was just (almost) balls deep inside of the blond, but he sees it as a good opportunity to state what’s been going on in his head.
Bakugou stares at him as Eiijrou explains himself. “When you passed our group the other day, I…I caught your scent.”
“I couldn’t get it out of my head. How much I wanted it again. What made things harder was everyone trying to attack me every chance they got. So my friend Tetsu brought me here to “release tension”.”
“Mm. Went around the school that you told Monoma off and that you’ve been snappy lately.”
“That’s his name? Psh, whatever. Doesn’t matter.”
He breathes in, steeling himself. “...I honestly thought that I didn’t have a chance. Hell, I still don’t know. But…I need to be honest with you.” Eijirou pauses, wringing his hands together, “I like you.” Bakugou’s face burns red with embarrassment, covering it up with a hand. The redhead continues. “If you were okay with it, I was wondering if I could court you.”
He doesn’t give a shit on what his friends say anymore. After tonight, he’s come to the realization that it doesn’t matter. It’s his life and if he chooses to court someone in a different “clique”, then so be it.
Bakugou stays silent for a moment, and then speaks timidly. “Yeah.”
Eijirou’s eyes sparkle, “Really?! You mean it?” He smiles, sharp teeth gleaming under the parking lot light.
“Tch. It should’ve been fairly obvious after you exclaimed my name, and that I feel the same after I started fucking back against you-”
“Okaaayyy speaking of which, I should let Tetsu know where I am. He won’t get the message until later, I bet.” Eijirou’s face is now a similar shade, rubbing the back of his neck. Why is he getting flustered now? He used Bakugou’s ass to get off unknowingly and is just now getting shy about it?
“Tsk, get over here already, you idiot.” Bakugou grabs the hem of Eijirou’s shirt, reeling him in.
They will sit down and talk out how things will occur with school later. At this point, Eijirou doesn't feel like hiding the fact that this Omega has him hooked.
Now that he has Bakugou’s permission to court him, he’ll do whatever it takes to show off his hopefully-soon-to-be-mate. As long as Bakugou is okay with it, of course.