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Megumi felt incredibly stupid right now. He cursed himself repeatedly in his heart as he hurried toward the school music room, where Yuuji was waiting.
Megumi didn't know what kind of bad luck was befalling him today, but dropping a heat blocker in a public place was such a careless act that Megumi felt like he would never be able to forgive himself if people found out about his true second gender.
Last year, when he was in his second year of high school, Megumi had already been presenting as an omega. An omega. Something even he himself found hard to believe because Megumi never thought he would be part of that very small population—male omegas. Even his body didn't look like an omega's. Megumi's physique could even be compared to some people who presented as alphas. He was tall with broad shoulders and a handsome face that often made others admire him.
Don't get him wrong, Megumi didn't hate his second gender. Being an omega wasn't that bad, actually (except when he was in heat) because in this world, almost everyone celebrated gender equality. Although there were still some individuals with outdated thinking and stigmas in society that were difficult to change—one of which was that male omegas must have small bodies with cute and beautiful faces.
This stigma is what drives Megumi to not tell anyone (except his parents) about his second gender. Even his parents still hold the same stigma. They repeatedly told Megumi to go back to the hospital because they thought their child had received the wrong diagnosis. But of course that wasn't the case; Megumi checked himself several times and the results were always the same. Megumi is an omega.
Once again, Megumi never hated the fact that he was an omega. Megumi just didn't really like the fact that he was a slightly different kind of omega. He wasn't small, nor did Megumi ever feel that his face fell into the category of a cute omega like Miwa and Inumaki—two popular omegas who had just graduated from his school last year.
So when his friends asked about his second gender, Megumi always answered that he was a beta, not an omega. Megumi just didn't want his friends to ask him unnecessary questions that would make him uncomfortable. Besides, times had changed. Megumi could mask his pheromones using a scent blocker. Megumi could also use a heat blocker to help make his heat less painful since he didn't have a mate yet.
Stupidly, as his heat date approached, Megumi carelessly dropped his heat blocker bottle in the school gym locker room. He didn't know whether to be grateful or worried that Yuuji was an alpha who saw Megumi's sacred object fall out of his bag. Now his junior was the only person in school who knew that Megumi had been lying about his second gender all this time.
“Yuuji,” Megumi called out when he finally arrived at the school music room. His eyes immediately found Yuuji sitting on one of the chairs, strumming a red electric guitar with white accents on the edges.
Yuuji, who had been focused on his hands and the guitar strings, suddenly looked up, shifting his gaze to Megumi, who was still standing in the doorway. The boy smiled slightly and raised his right hand, “Hey, dude!” Yuuji greeted him.
Megumi did not return Yuuji's greeting. His hand closed the music room door behind him while his feet hurriedly approached Yuuji, who was still sitting casually.
“Where is it?” Megumi demanded, standing tall in front of Yuuji and holding his right hand up in front of the younger guy's face.
“What?” Yuuji asked, looking up and meeting Megumi's gaze.
“My medicine,” Megumi replied quickly.
“Heat blocker?” Yuuji asked again, his slight smile somehow turning into a smirk that Megumi didn't like. Megumi deliberately didn't answer Yuuji's question because he was silently complaining to himself, annoyed by Yuuji's expression, which seemed to be belittling him.
Megumi also became a little wary because he didn't know what kind of person Yuuji was. He didn't know whether Yuuji was the type of person who was open-minded and agreed with gender equality or the opposite. Megumi was also a little afraid that his secret would be revealed—which was likely to happen because of his own mistake, and Megumi couldn't blame anyone else for that.
“So you really are an omega, huh?” Yuuji asked again when he saw the older guy remain silent.
Megumi sighed softly, “So what if I am?” he said softly, his tone sounding completely resigned to whatever might happen next.
Yuuji laughed, shaking his head slowly. “No, it's okay,” he said as he stood up, returning the guitar he had been holding to the stand in the corner of the room. “I was just asking. No need to be so sensitive.”
“Where's my medicine, Yuuji?!” Megumi asked curtly. He had no intention of staying here long. He and Yuuji weren't actually that close; they just happened to meet often because Megumi was in the basketball club and Yuuji was in the athletics club at the same time, so they often met in the school gym's changing room. As for how Yuuji contacted him, Megumi had actually forgotten that they had exchanged numbers and interacted about their respective clubs.
“Here,” replied Yuuji.
“Yeah, where?” asked Megumi again, his patience running thin as Yuuji continued to test him like this.
Instead of answering Megumi's question, Yuuji walked towards the door, causing Megumi to frown. “Where are you going?” asked Megumi.
“Just going out for a bit,” replied Yuuji quickly, “Just look for your stuff in my bag, in the corner.”
Without thinking twice, Megumi immediately approached the black backpack lying on the table in the corner of the room. The young man paused for a moment when his hand touched the backpack. Megumi was actually a little hesitant to open Yuuji's bag, but he immediately dismissed that thought. Again, Megumi didn't want to linger. He just needed to take his heat blocker bottle from Yuuji’s bag, then go home. Besides, Yuuji didn’t seem to mind Megumi taking the item from his bag; in fact, Yuuji had asked him to, so why should Megumi feel hesitant?
But Megumi shouldn't have ignored his instincts. From the start, Megumi had sensed that something was strange. He knew something was wrong when Yuuji asked him to meet in the music room—a room on the edge of the school building, a soundproof room that few people ever passed by.
Unfortunately, Megumi realized his mistake too late. Just as Megumi found his heat blocker bottle in Yuuji's bag, Megumi's ears also caught the sound of the music room door behind him opening and then closing tightly.
“Yuuji, what are you doing?” asked Megumi when he saw the young man with the surname Itadori still facing him. Megumi was still confused when Yuuji turned around, put something in his pants pocket, and smiled slightly at Megumi.
“Did you find your stuff, Megumi?” Instead of answering, Yuuji asked Megumi a new question as he walked toward him.
Megumi nodded, “Yeah, I—”
“It smells really good.”
It seemed that Megumi really had to learn to listen to his instincts more, or at least Megumi had to learn to start having a sense of danger because, since who knows when, Yuuji had been very close to him. The young man had even almost cornered Megumi against the wall, his lips almost touching the crook of Megumi's neck if Megumi hadn't immediately pushed Yuuji's body away.
“What the hell are you doing?!” Megumi's angry voice filled the room. He felt his body heat up a little, probably because of the sudden anger he had just released. Megumi didn't like being belittled like that, whatever the reason. Even though Yuuji had just found out that Megumi was an omega, the guy had still crossed the line when he closed the distance between them without Megumi's consent.
But instead of apologizing or feeling guilty about his actions after seeing Megumi's annoyed face, Yuuji laughed. As if undaunted, the guy moved even closer, further trapping Megumi. Megumi stepped back until his back hit the wall as his eyes met Yuuji's intimidating gaze.
Then Megumi began to feel it. He felt the aura emanating from Yuuji's body. A strong alpha aura.
At the same time, Megumi's nose caught the thick scent of sandalwood, almost piercing his sense of smell. His body, which he had thought was slightly heated with anger, now felt even hotter. And once again, Megumi realized that the heat he felt wasn't because of anger, but because of heat.
Megumi's eyes widened, panic spreading from behind his back when he realized that his heat wave had started too early.
“Are you aware of it, hm?” Yuuji asked rhetorically. The younger man's smile didn't change.
“You...” Megumi swallowed hard, “you know I'm about to heat?” He tried hard to look brave in front of Yuuji, but of course it didn't really help because deep down, Megumi was scared. What omega wouldn't be afraid to be in the same room with an alpha who wasn't his mate when his heat wave had just started?
“I smelled your pheromones before you entered this room.”
“How is that possible?” asked Megumi. He was really confused because since morning he had been wearing a scent blocker that was supposed to work to mask his pheromones so they couldn't be smelled or could only be smelled a little like a beta.
Yuuji shook his head, “I don’t know, but I’ve actually been suspicious of you from the start because I can smell your pheromones. I was just unsure if you were really an omega because you always said you were a beta.”
Megumi froze when Yuuji began to bring his face closer to his neck. A flash of insight struck Megumi, signaling that Yuuji might be his mate, considering that Yuuji had known for a long time that Megumi was an omega (although he wasn't entirely sure). But another part of his brain screamed at Megumi to leave and not take that risk. Megumi didn't want to mate. Not now. He wasn't ready.
Megumi quickly pushed Yuuji's body away from him, causing Yuuji to stumble slightly and move to Megumi's side. Even though Yuuji was an alpha, he was slightly smaller than Megumi. Megumi clutched the heat blocker bottle tightly in his hand as he ran towards the music room door. He thought Yuuji would chase him, but no, Yuuji didn't do that.
Megumi only knew the reason when he grabbed the door handle, pressed it and was about to push it.
Click.
The door was locked, or more accurately, locked from the outside.
“Come on, Megumi, where are you trying to run off to?” Yuuji held something in his hand, showing it off right in front of Megumi, who was panicking like crazy.
A key.
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Two young men were standing at the edge of the music room. One of them was pinned against the wall by the other—Megumi was the one being pinned. His back was pressed tightly against the wall while his chest was almost touching Yuuji's, who had been kissing and sucking on Megumi's neck nonstop, causing the older man to close his eyes.
Yuuji's right hand was resting on Megumi's neck while his left hand was gripping Megumi's waist, not too tightly but enough to make Megumi's body heat up even more.
“Mmmh- Yuuji... hhh- stop... please...” Megumi whined, the top two buttons of his school uniform already undone, exposing his flawless white chest. Two brown nipples were visible from behind the uniform that was not yet fully open.
Megumi's whimpering was like the wind in Yuuji's ears, his alpha hands moving even faster and more aggressively. His left hand deftly unbuttoned and unzipped Megumi's school pants, then began to reach in and rub Megumi's already half-erect cock.
Megumi moaned softly and Yuuji's mouth automatically moved towards Megumi's parted lips, silencing him. Yuuji roughly grabbed Megumi's lips, then began to push his tongue into Megumi's mouth. The sweet and fresh scent of chamomile immediately entered Yuuji's nose when Megumi moaned again—sweet, too sweet. Yuuji could get drunk if he kept smelling his senior's sweet scent.
Yuuji's tongue invaded Megumi's mouth, exploring every inch of it. Megumi wrapped his tongue around Yuuji's, trying hard to resist while his hands pushed against the younger man's shoulders. But of course, that didn't help Megumi much. Yuuji's mind was clouded. His alpha instincts had awakened and were telling him to take Megumi.
Yuuji was completely carried away by the moment. Everything around him felt like a dream, he didn't think about anything except Megumi who was in his arms right now. He continued to devour Megumi's upper and lower lips alternately, greedily licking the saliva that was smeared around as if it were nectar. A few moments later, Yuuji felt his shoulders being hit hard, and only then did Yuuji release his lips from Megumi's.
Yuuji turned his face away from Megumi's, finding the older man gasping for air. Megumi's face was bright red, as were several parts of his body. His chest rose and fell rapidly and he covered his mouth with one hand. Saliva, belonging to who knows whom, slowly began to flow down Megumi's chin, revealing the true winner of the recent tongue battle.
Megumi felt weak and his body felt hotter and hotter. He stared at Yuuji, who was standing in front of him with a furrowed brow. Megumi hadn't had a chance to say anything to Yuuji when suddenly the young man leaned forward again. This time, Yuuji's target was Megumi's shirt. Yuuji forcibly pulled open the top of his new school uniform, causing several buttons to fly off.
Megumi gasped when Yuuji pressed his lips against his left nipple. Yuuji's left hand followed suit and played with Megumi's right nipple, pinching it until a trembling sigh escaped from Megumi's lips, “Yu-Yuuji—I... ahhh, Yuuji... hhhh...”
Yuuji's ears were deaf. His mouth was busy sucking on Megumi's nipple, his teeth deliberately scraping against it, causing Megumi to let out a soft cry. Along with the slurping sound from Yuuji's mouth and his own cries, Megumi felt his hole starting to get wet. His slick began to be produced little by little, as did his precum. Megumi was overwhelmed, Yuuji could see that too, but he had no intention of stopping.
On the contrary, this has only just begun.
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Megumi didn't know when he started crying. He didn't know when tears began streaming down his face because Yuuji's hands never stopped poking his anal hole with two fingers. The rhythm was so fast that the only sound Megumi could make was a constant, soft “ah, ah, ah.”
Megumi's back was still pressed against the same wall, the difference being that now Megumi was completely naked and his school uniform had been thrown who knows where. Another difference was that now his legs had given up, he was no longer standing, but sitting on the dark blue carpeted floor with his legs spread wide, exposing his asshole in front of Yuuji, who had also removed all the fabric from his body.
The younger cock looked just as hard as Megumi's. Yuuji's right hand was busy stroking his own cock while his left hand was still faithfully moving in and out of Megumi's hole.
“Ngghh- Yuuji..” Megumi whined, licking his dry lower lip before swallowing his own saliva, “please put it in..” he whispered, “put your cock in.”
Yuuji chuckled softly. Megumi, the young man, began to lose his mind, just as planned. “Wait a minute, yeah?” said Yuuji, finally removing the two fingers that had been loosening Megumi's hole. Megumi's slick, which came out and wet Yuuji's two fingers, he put into his own mouth without disgust. Sweet. As sweet as the face covered in sweat and tears in front of him.
“You're so pretty,” said Yuuji, bringing his face close to Megumi's and planting a soft kiss on his cheek, causing Megumi to automatically close his eyes.
Pretty. Even though Megumi's head felt like it was spinning seven times around, his ears didn't miss that word coming out of Yuuji's mouth. It felt strange to hear himself being praised with that word, it felt inappropriate. But Megumi wouldn't deny that he liked it, he liked being praised for being pretty.
Megumi opened his eyes, looked Yuuji straight in the eye and shook his head, “No. I'm not pretty.” Megumi didn't want to admit it openly. He didn't want to admit that he liked being praised for his beauty, especially in front of the alpha who immediately threw himself on top of Megumi when he entered his heat phase. He didn't want to look that easy.
“You're pretty, Megumi. You look so pretty naked in front of me like this,” Yuuji said again, his hand now guiding his cock towards Megumi's gaping hole.
“I can't—ah! Yuuji! Aahh, get out!” Megumi screamed as Yuuji's big and veined cock penetrated his hole without warning. It felt like Megumi's body was being torn in two. Again, tears flowed down his red face. His body arched away from the wall his back was leaning against and his head tilted back, his two hands perched on and clutching Yuuji's shoulders, who was holding Megumi's waist as if to lock him in place so he couldn't escape.
“Shhh...” Yuuji placed his finger on Megumi's lips as he whispered, “It's okay, Megumi, you're gonna feel so fucking good later.”
And before Megumi could say anything, Yuuji had already pulled back, causing his cock, which had just entered Megumi, to come out more than halfway and...
Thud!
Megumi's throat tightened, his scream stifled. Pain mixed with pleasure as Yuuji's cock struck his prostate with one thrust.
Crazy. This is crazy. Megumi never imagined it would feel like this.
Yuuji smiled and licked his lips, then grabbed Megumi's ankles and pushed them back until the young man's calves almost touched his own thighs. Yuuji then took aim and began thrusting his cock in and out at a rapid pace, causing a loud slapping sound to echo repeatedly between his skin and Megumi's.
“Ah! Yuu- Yuuji! Hhh- slow down!— Yuuji!”
Megumi didn't know what was going through his mind right now. Everything felt mixed up. When Yuuji slowly loosened his grip on his ankles, Megumi immediately wrapped his legs around Yuuji's waist without thinking twice. Meanwhile, the younger man continued to thrust into him as if there were no tomorrow. Megumi wrapped his arms around Yuuji's neck. Megumi's body jerked violently in time with Yuuji's cock thrusting into his hole.
Before long, Megumi felt something stirring inside his stomach. His cock, which had been erect all this time, began to move slowly with precum clearly visible around the tip. He was close to climax. He was about to grab his own cock to speed up his orgasm, but Yuuji grabbed his hand first and stared intently into Megumi's eyes.
“Don't,” said Yuuji. The young man quickened his thrusts into Megumi's hole until Megumi could no longer hold back his moans.
“Ah! But-hh, I want to—”
“Hhh, okay. Me-ugh, Megumi, come for me!"
A second later, Megumi's chest heaved. His sperm spurted out and wet his own stomach. Megumi was panting, unable to catch his breath because Yuuji continued to thrust into him without caring that he was still sensitive after his recent orgasm. The younger man even quickened his hip movements, thrusting into Megumi mercilessly until the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin could probably be heard outside the room if someone really sharpened their hearing.
Sweat dripped from Yuuji's temples onto Megumi's chest. Finally, Megumi felt Yuuji's cock grow larger and warmer inside him, and he panicked, “Don't knot! Yuuji! Get out! Don't knot me!”
Yuuji heard Megumi's whimpering, but the young man remained silent and continued his actions as if he hadn't heard anything. Meanwhile, Megumi tried to break free to get away from the alpha.
“Yuuji... Don't...” Megumi was desperate, his strength no match for the alpha's. Megumi closed his eyes, feeling it was useless to resist as he felt Yuuji's cock getting bigger and the alpha in front of him showing no signs of stopping.
But in the next split second, Megumi felt empty, his hole empty, and the next second, Yuuji's semen spurted onto his chest and face.
Megumi opened his eyes to find Yuuji combing his own hair while flashing a smile at Megumi, who looked clueless about what had just happened.
Yuuji's hand wiped Megumi's face, or more precisely, wiped his own semen that had splattered onto Megumi's face. “I'm not as bad as you think, Megumi." He said before bringing his face close to Megumi's and kissing him briefly on the lips.
Megumi stood frozen in place as he watched Yuuji get off his body and pick up their scattered uniforms. The March-born young man handed Megumi his uniform and said, “Come on. I'll take you home before your heat gets worse.”