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Shu is minding his own business when someone flips his skirt up and presses a tongue to his exposed cunt.
“Mmph!” He whispers, rising on his toes—whether to lean back onto that hungry tongue or get away from it, he isn’t sure—but all he gets is a pair of hands gripping him fiercely by the thighs and holding him in place.
“It’s morning assembly,” someone warns from the side. Shu glances over in a trembling manner, and Vox’s hungry gaze makes him want to press his thighs closer together to put some pressure on his clit. “Better not get caught, princess.”
“You’re just jealous you didn’t think of burying your tongue in his pink pussy before Luca did,” Sonny calls out idly from behind them. “The teachers won’t do anything. Maybe they’d join in.”
That makes Shu whine. Their home room teacher, Fulgur Ovid; there’s always been something sharp about the man, this dark aura in his eyes that promises a good fucking if he can get over his moral qualms and stuff that fat cock of his inside Shu’s pussy. It’s not like teachers fucking their students is uncommon.
Even now, if he squints, he can see another omega sitting on the P.E. teacher’s cock, writhing as the school bell rings.
“Luca,” Shu moans, moving his hips back frantically. He’s close, the heat in his belly rising quicker because of how hungry Luca must have been to dive in right during morning assembly instead of waiting for class to start, and how Vox is blatantly staring at his quivering thighs, and there’s a palm on the small of his back that must belong to Sonny—
Shu cums, shaking so hard his legs almost give out. His hand flies out on instinct to grip something, to hold himself up, and Vox immediately offers his arm for Shu to cling weakly to. Shu whimpers, burying his face in Vox’s neck as Luca cleans up the mess he made of Shu’s pussy, and it takes all of morning assembly before Luca finally takes pity on Shu’s twitching clit and backs away.
“Mm,” he murmurs, licking his lips. “Nothing like fresh omega pussy to start the day.”
“I’m standing behind him tomorrow morning,” Vox says darkly. “And he’s sitting on my cock during Math.”
“I want to listen to class during Math,” Shu protests, and Vox pulls him closer, one hand sneaking down to grip a fistful of Shu’s ass.
“I know, princess,” Vox murmurs. “All you have to do is sit there and look pretty, okay? I’ll even take notes for you. The best notes.”
“Your notes are terrible,” Shu says, scrunching up his nose. “And your handwriting is worse.”
“I’ll take notes for you if you suck me off in History,” Sonny offers. “Although you really don’t need to study for either. You’re one of the best students in class for Math, and Ike-sensei will give you an A for History if you let him fuck you for the duration of the mid-term.”
“I know. But that doesn’t mean I can’t put in the effort,” Shu argues. But he’s already thinking of Ike’s calm gaze, like an undisturbed lake in the middle of the woods, hiding something dark and fierce underneath. Those long fingers and that dirty mouth—every time he gets fucked by Ike, Shu won’t be able to walk for two days minimum. It’s a complete physical exertion.
“You’ll do super well, Shu! You’re so smart, and I’ll lend you my notes if you need them.” Luca beams, bright and happy and mouth still wet from Shu’s pussy. Shu flushes, looking down the corridor just in time to see an omega squirt all over the floor as an alpha from another class knots him against the wall, and Shu feels his pussy clench hungrily around nothing.
He leans up, licking around Luca’s lips to tidy up the mess of slick there. When he’s done, Shu puts his face to Luca’s neck, inspecting his scent.
Luca reeks of Shu. Shu makes this satisfied noise, rocking back on the balls of his feet, and Luca gives him this narrow-eyed look like he’s calculating the different ways he can fuck Shu unconscious tonight.
But the bell rings, and even if Shu won’t be punished for being late to class, his alphas will be.
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“Princess,” Vox groans, one hand low on Shu’s back, holding him in place. “If you keep moving, I’m going to cum inside you, and then who will do your notes on differential equations?”
“You promised,” Shu moans, eyes shut as he buries his face into Vox’s neck, thighs clutching tightly around Vox’s hips. He’s seated neatly in Vox’s lap, skirt covering where the thick cock is lodged deep in his pussy—his scent doesn’t hide anything though, filling the whole room with the smell of a hungry omega hole.
Across the room, an alpha has his head tilted back, grunting lowly as he tightens his hand on the hair of the omega between his knees. The omega chokes, greedily swallowing the alpha’s cum, and that makes Shu cling tighter to Vox.
“I wanna cum,” he begs, fingers pulling at Vox’s collar. “Touch my clit and make me cum, alpha.”
“You were the one who wanted me to take notes for you,” Vox complains, but he’s already leaning back in his seat, fingers creeping down to press on the visible bulge his cock is making in Shu’s abdomen, making Shu cry out.
“A little focus in my class would be nice, Akuma,” Fulgur notes idly. “I know Yamino is a very distracting omega, but your grades are rather on the precipice.”
Fulgur’s scratchy voice makes Shu shiver. It’s like someone’s taken a vibrator and put it to his puffy clit, making Shu squeeze around Vox and moan. Fuck, he wants Fulgur’s cock inside him—mouth or pussy, Shu isn’t picky—and he wants to know what Fulgur tastes like. God, he wants that smoky scent shot straight into him like an IV drip, filling his senses and driving him crazy.
“But how can I say no to such a pretty omega?” Vox counters, shifting Shu. Shu goes willingly, body so filled with heat and arousal that he’s as malleable as a doll. His pussy is slick, slippery with wetness as Vox maneuvers him around to face forward, to face Fulgur-
“Look at him,” Vox croons, and flips Shu’s skirt up so Fulgur gets a good view of Shu’s stiff little clit, and his tight pussy stretched out around Vox’s cock. “I need to satisfy this hungry pussy, sir. He can’t help his omega nature.”
“Uh-uh huh,” Shu stammers, nodding his head furiously as he looks right at Fulgur. “P-please, sensei. I need to c-cum!”
Vox jerks his hips up, slamming his cock right into that sensitive spot inside Shu, making Shu’s eyes roll into the back of his head and his voice crack halfway through his sentence. One hand reaches back, pulling on Vox’s hair; the other reaches down to pull Vox’s fingers to his clit.
To his credit, Vox starts circling his index finger around Shu’s clit, pressing lightly on it. Never hard enough for Shu to cum, but enough that Shu is left writhing on Vox’s cock, moaning as his hips rock back and forth, trying to chase his pleasure.
Fulgur stares at them for a while, clearly distracted, and Shu zeroes in on that visible bulge in Fulgur’s slacks.
Oh, he wants to get his mouth on that cock so badly. If it were Ike, Shu’s mouth would already be full, cherry red lips split around Ike’s cock as Ike teaches class while fucking into Shu’s throat.
But Fulgur Ovid, with his freshly graduated teacher sensibilities, and how there were rumors that his old town wasn’t so… open with alpha-omega affections…
Shu looks at him with teary eyes, trying to entice Fulgur to get over here and fuck him stupid already, omega scent thick with pleading and arousal, but Fulgur remains a pillar of restraint.
“Put him out of his misery, Akuma,” Fulgur chides. “Can’t you see the poor thing is begging for an orgasm?”
“I don’t know, sensei,” Vox says easily, pinching Shu’s clit between his fingers and making Shu cry out. “Why don’t you come over and show me how it’s done?”
Oh, just for that, Shu is going to ride Vox into oblivion later as a reward. Truly, it will take a village to coax Fulgur into fucking him, won’t it?!
Fulgur breaks the chalk in his hands. The snap makes Shu shudder, thinking about how those strong fingers will feel when they’re curving into him and pummeling into his pussy. Fulgur looks surprised at his own act, then bends down to pick up the pieces and lays them down on the table.
“My hands are dirty,” Fulgur says, his voice tight with what Shu hopes is thinly veiled arousal. It has to be, surely, what with how his cock is almost bursting out the seams of his pants. “Can’t risk dirtying such a pretty pussy.”
That goes straight to Shu’s cunt. Fulgur thinks his pussy is pretty. Fulgur is looking at his pussy. Fulgur—
“Your mouth’s clean,” Shu hears himself say, and is taken aback by his own audacity.
Vox must be too, because he stops teasing Shu’s pussy for a moment before fucking up into Shu’s cunt with a vengeance, fingers holding Shu’s throbbing clit up, as if for inspection.
“C’mon, sir,” Vox says hoarsely. “You heard the cute omega. How can you turn down an offer like that?”
For a moment, Shu thinks this is as far as they’ll go today. Fulgur will furrow his brows, give that disapproving stare as he always does, and go back to teaching. And Shu will squirt all over Vox’s cock, because it is fat and delicious and hits all the right spots, and it will be back to another day of thinking up plans on how to seduce Fulgur into fucking him. Surely Luca and Sonny will come up with something better. And if he really has to, he’ll even ask Ike for help.
Then Fulgur takes one step forward, and another, and another, until he’s right in front of Vox and Shu.
“Sensei?” Vox asks, a little wary.
Fulgur sighs, this long-suffering sound, and gives Vox a flat look.
“Well, shift over. I can’t reach his cunt if his legs are trapped under the table.”
They freeze for a moment, unsure of what they’re hearing. But once it registers, once Shu realizes what Fulgur means—they practically burst into movement. Vox forces his chair back so harshly that the legs squeak across the floor, and Shu is pulling his legs open, knees to his chest, holding himself wide and spread for Fulgur to see.
“Please,” he sobs, pussy squeezing hungrily around Vox’s cock as he exposes himself for Fulgur. “Please, sensei, please, please, please—”
Fulgur kneels down, mouth so close that Shu swears he can feel the heat of his breaths ghosting over his quivering pussy. Vox reaches over to spread Shu’s cunt lips, pulling back the hood of his clit to show Fulgur exactly how tortured Shu is right now; that twitching, puffy clit, teased for almost the entire lesson, and how desperate it is for attention.
“Sensei,” Shu pleads, and Fulgur leans in to press the flat of his tongue on the underside of Shu’s clit, flicking it upwards.
Shu wails, shaking as he squirts past Vox’s cock and all over Fulgur’s face. He’s sobbing, crying out for something (moremoremore), and then Fulgur’s lips are wrapping around his clit, sucking harshly and batting it around with his tongue. It hits Shu right in the midst of oversensitivity, forcing him into another squirting orgasm before he’s even over the first.
When his body finally calms down, Fulgur pulls away. His face is wet with omega cum, and he reaches up to push his hair out of his face. Shu’s pussy tightens around Vox’s cock—it’s a horribly sexy look, Fulgur’s elegant features framed with slicked back hair.
“I appreciate you not staining my mouth with your cum, Akuma,” Fulgur notes as he rises to his feet. Vox Akuma has this wide-eyed look on his face, as if he doesn’t know what to do with himself after that spectacle. He nods, numb, and his hips jerk up of their own accord, making Shu hiccup from overstimulation.
“If you’re going to knot Yamino, better do it fast. Eveland is coming in a few minutes and I’m sure I don’t have to repeat his knotting policy to you boys.”
Shu knows. Ike’s policy is well-known in the whole school. When it’s his class, the only person allowed to knot is him; anyone else, and it’s an immediate detention for them.
Then Fulgur licks his lips, as if savoring the taste of Shu’s pussy, and that makes Shu clench so hard around Vox that the latter curses, fingers tightening on Shu’s thighs, and his cock spurts fertile alpha cum deep into Shu’s waiting cunt.
“Fuck,” Vox murmurs into Shu’s ear, voice faintly trembling. “I knew he must be a beast, but that…”
Shu nods, breathless. He just came twice, all over Fulgur’s face, and he wants to do it again. Wants to take a sick note and go sit on Fulgur’s cock and figure out if he can break the school’s record of how many times an omega has cum in one day.
“I told you it would be worth it,” he mutters, pleased, and lets the walls of his cunt slowly squeeze all the cum out of Vox’s cock.