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Having a proper mate was better then Dazai could've ever thought.
Chuuya was a prefect alpha. The prefect blend of caring and dominant.
They'd done well in keeping their new romance a secret, especially from Mori. He was sure to twist it to his advantage. Dazai would rather he didn't dig his claws into this.
Heats were a thousand times better. Dazai didn't have to spend them alone in a freezing shipping container while his body screamed for Chuuya. Instead he spent them at Chuuya's penthouse, like he didn't live there already, with the alpha doting on him.
Somewhere between being handfeed crab and being scented, Dazai realized he was content. Not happy, Dazai's not sure he could ever be, but he was sated.
Wrapped in the arms of his alpha, Dazai's demons were easier to quiet.
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Chuuya's rut was coming up.
As per usual, Chuuya scented Dazai constantly in the days leading up to his rut, refusing to have Dazai be mistaken as anything but his omega. Dazai didn't mind. Most people chalked up Dazai's smell as a result of his and Chuuya's constant close proximity.
Dazai was walking over to Chuuya's office when it happened. He'd just received a text that meant Chuuya's rut was just about to kick in. They'd go home when Dazai showed up, Chuuya needed to know his omega would be there, so he could get to knotting him immediately.
Dazai hummed happily through the halls, he was delighted at the fact he'd get to ditch work for a week to be knotted and throughly fucked instead. Unfortunately, one of Chuuya's subordinates didn't approve of this plan as soon Dazai's path was blocked.
Dazai forced a smile onto his face, "Excuse me."
The alpha didn't budge. Dazai recognized him as one of Chuuya's newbies. He surely wasn't aware of who Dazai was. The Demon Prodigy's name was whispered all about the streets but few knew what he looked like.
"Move." Dazai's smile becomes more strained.
The alpha smirks, "Don't get all pissy on me now omega. That face of yours should always be smiling."
Dazai astutely decides he doesn't like when anyone but Chuuya refers to him by secondary gender. The words make him feel unhuman, like a doll to be played with.
The alpha leans in, "You smell delicious."
Chuuya told Dazai once that he smelled like white chocolate and scotch. Dazai now wishes he smelled like antiseptic.
"You're so pretty too. I could just snatch you up. Take you home and put a knot in you."
Dazai's mood sours. He purses his lips, "My alpha won't like this."
The alpha scoffs, "I don't see any alpha, just a pretty omega begging to be taken."
A tap falls on the alpha's shoulder, "Boo."
Chuuya punches the alpha clean across his face and the alpha stumbles back. He hits the wall and slumps down. Chuuya slips his hands in his pockets. Chuuya leans down imposingly. Dazai takes his place behind Chuuya.
"That's my omega you're talking about."
The other alpha stutters, "Im-, I'm sorry sir I didn't know."
Chuuya sighs and reaches into the harness under his suit jacket. He pulls out a gun and clicks off the safety.
"I'm usually kinder to my subordinates, I know them all by name and I hate to lose them. But I can't have you spreading around Dazai and I's relationship."
Chuuya pulls the trigger and the man slumps to the floor. He turns around to face Dazai. Dazai waves his fingers at him with a smile, like he isn't leaking slick at sight of his alpha covered in another man's blood.
Chuuya smirks at him, "God you are such a freak."
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Dazai doesn't know how long it's been.
When they arrived Chuuya pushed him into his nest, a permanent one a Chuuya's apartment, and set to work. It wasn't long before he had Dazai's stuck on his knot.
Chuuya's now knotting him for the sixth?, seventh? time. Dazai's world became a haze a of pleasure a while ago. He lets out a mewl everytime Chuuya nails his prostate, which is every thrust. He babbles Chuuya's name in between.
Chuuya growls in his ear, "My omega. Mine. No one else's."
Dazai nods his head desperately, "Only Chuuya's."
Chuuya leans down and takes a deep whiff of Dazai's scent glands. He lets out a croon when he smells his own scent mixing with Dazai's. Dazai purrs loudly in return.
Chuuya thrusts wildly as he nears his orgasm. Dazai begins to loudly moan "alpha" over and over again until Chuuya's knot pops in and he comes. Chuuya follows suit before collapsing on top of Dazai.
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Once Chuuya's lucid again, Dazai lays on Chuuya's chest, purring contently. Chuuya pets his hair. Dazai basks in the moment while he can, he only has so long until the only thing on Chuuya's mind is knotting his omega.
"I better not catch you with another alpha ever again." Chuuya's hands turn rough in Dazai's hair. "You're my omega not anyone else's is."
Dazai whines, "He approached me! I don't want any other alphas dirty paws on me!" Dazai huffs.
"Good I won't take my omega running off with any other alpha." Chuuya presses at Dazai's mating glad on the back of his neck, where his mark resides. Dazai shivers before his stomach growls.
Dazai whines and pouts up at Chuuya, "I'm hungry, feed me my crab now!"
Chuuya growls, "Little fucking brat."
Chuuya pushes Dazai off, ignoring Dazai's disgruntled complaints. "Yeah, yeah whatever."
Footsteps follow Chuuya to the kitchen as he grabs the bag from the kitchen island, it's from the fine dining place Chuuya always takes Dazai to on their dinner dates. It arrived a little while ago but Dazai complained about leaving Chuuya's side at the time. Chuuya flops down on the couch and Dazai's quick to straddle his thigh.
Chuuya opens the bag and pulls out the crab's container. He breaks off the crab's shell with his ability. He dips a leg in the melted butter the came with it and holds it up to Dazai's mouth.
"Open up."
Dazai does so immediately. He eagerly takes the crab from Chuuya's fingers. He licks all the melted butter off them. Chuuya smirks, "What a sweet little omega, eating right out of my hands."
Dazai glares petulantly at Chuuya and bites his fingers. Chuuya pulls his hand away.
"Alright you're feeding yourself now, you little bastard."
"Chuuya! You can't do that to me! That counts as domestic abuse!"