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Under any other circumstances Kunigami would’ve been thrilled to represent Japan in the Olympics. Now he sat rigid in a plane’s seat, his eyes locked on the back of familiar red hair. Rensuke had thought about the luscious strands countless times over the past year, the time in which they had separated. Hyoma ran a hand behind his head, breaking Kunigami’s stare.
The break up was entirely Rensuke’s fault, he had been too nonchalant following his return from the wildcard program. It caused a strain in their two year-long relationship to the point Kunigami had to free his more tender hearted lover. The two had barely remained in each other's lives since then, with both men trying to avoid the other. Football was their only line of contact, and now it had forcibly made them reconnect.
Rensuke pretended to sleep for the rest of the flight, his hood lowered onto his face. He couldn’t bear to be caught by Hyoma staring, it would be too shameful. The ginger alpha hoped the omega would stay away for both their sakes.
The group of olympians were welcomed at the torch ceremony and then were allowed into the mess hall. A buffet style meal was waiting for the athletes while other teams sat down at the tables. Kunigami grabbed a tray and stepped in line, two people before him stood Hyoma. The person directly before him whispered something into the long haired man’s ear. Chigiri then laughed in response.
Rensuke grabbed a muffin with a pair of tongs while attempting to be unphased. This lasted for a few seconds before the alpha decided to step on the back of the man’s shoe by his ankle.The guy clutched his foot while Kunigami briefly apologized and flipped their spots in the line. His front briefly brushed against Hyoma’s soft backside.
“Driver?” Chigiri looked back and froze seeing Rensuke instead.
“Not exactly,” Kunigami tried to keep his voice even.
Hyoma rolled his eyes in response to his uninterested tone, “Right,”.
Chigiri then proceeded to go as slow as he could through the line, frustrating everyone behind him. Kunigami chewed on the inside of his cheek, it was a grating pace.
“Look, we both knew the other would probably make the team. It’s 23-U, and we both made it through the qualifiers. Why don’t we just agree to ignore each other until this is over?” Rensuke asked.
“I was ignoring you, you were the one who watched me on the plane. You stepped on my friend’s shoe to be near me. So I don’t want to be lectured by you,” Hyoma stood on his tip toes as he pointed his finger into Rensuke’s chest.
The smell of the omega’s soft floral aroma whiffed into the alpha’s nose, Rensuke looked down at the other man’s hand on his chest. His jaw flexed as he tried to compose himself. Hyoma wasn’t his mate, he shouldn’t act this way. He shouldn’t have been so jealous. Kuigami turned away quickly, before Hyoma could see his internal turmoil.
Hyoma let out a soft ‘tsk’ noise as the orange haired man left. The note made Kunigami flinch for a second. After he left the presence of the other man Kunigami promised himself he’d stay away from his more-than-tempting ex.
Kunigami would find himself in disbelief when less than two hours after his promise, he discovered his roommate. Rensuke stood in the dorm’s hallway as Hyoma looked upwards at him from the other bed in their room. Their eyes connected and both men turned away from the intensity.
“I’ll see if they’ll let us swi-,” Hyoma supplied as he stood up.
Kunigami caught the other man’s slender wrist as he made his way past, “It’s fine,”.
Chigiri froze and then flexed his fist, the tendons around his wrist flexing under Kunigami’s palm. Rensuke felt the large vein on his cock throb in the same beat.
The two men stood in the doorframe, Kunigami’s larger stature nearly touching Chigiri’s more angular frame. They made eye contact for a second, and then another, and then a second more than what was acceptable for exes.
Kunigami then stepped half an inch closer and shut the door. Now the pair were chest to chest, they faced each other and neither looked away. Kunigami dropped his bag without breaking eye contact, and Hyoma swallowed deeply.
Rensuke’s hardened cocked brushed against the omega’s front. Hyoma’s face flushed beautifully as he looked down at the other man’s erection. Kunigami dropped his hand in between the two men, Chigiri’s wet slick and throbbing manhood awaited him. Kunigami brought his wet hand up to his face and licked it in front of the omega’s face.
Chigiri let out a small moan as he watched the alpha savour the taste of him. Soon the smell of the red head's arousal began to fill up the small room, the sweet floral floating in the air.
Rensuke and Hyoma had never been mates, they had been together intimately before yet never fulfilled the bonding requirements. Hyoma’s scent glands still remained intact.
Kunigami leaned down as his lips met the other man’s neck glands. Hyoma inhaled harshly at the warm and welcomed attention. The shorter man stretched his hands out to remove Rensuke’s shirt, but the other man pulled back.
“This is for you,” he frowned and lowered Chigiri’s hands.
Hyoma opened his mouth and then closed it, as if unsure what to say. Rensuke took off the other man’s shirt, his nipples were already to a point. He then bent down and took one of Hyoma’s nipples into his mouth. Hyoma whined needily in response, the other man’s tongue now on him.
Rensuke sucked until Hyoma was sore, then moved onto the other pink nub. The man’s chest was littered with tiny hickeys. Hyoma’s dick was pressed against his sweats as he arched his front towards the alpha.
Rensuke smiled as he rolled down Hyoma’s sweats. Hyoma’s erect cock stood up in his boxers. Kunigami breathed warmly at the slit in the opening of the boxers, Hyoma’s waist buckled towards him.
“Who was that man you were speaking to earlier?” Rensuke asked.
“Are you kidding me? You’re still on that?” Hyoma asked, looking down towards Rensuke.
Kunigami played with the fabric opening of Chigiri’s boxers, “Of course, give me a name,”.
“Wh–,” Hyoma began to speak till Kunigami opened the fabric.
“Let me please you. Give me a name,” Rensuke’s tone held no argument.
“Driver, that was his name,” Hyoma responded to the alpha.
Kunigami kissed the tip of Chigiri’s cock, then swallowed the entire member. Hyoma whimpered as his hips went forward. Rensuke bobbed his head back and forth, his cheeks hollow as he sucked hungrily. Hyoma squirmed in overstimulation and the other man held him still with his large hands.
“Rensuke I–,” Hyoma called out his breathing uneven.
Kunigami looked into his eyes and nodded once in approval. Hyoma climaxed, filling the alpha’s mouth. The man could feel the other man moan as he swallowed him with greed. Kunigami then leaned back on his haunches before he arose from the floor, his mouth met Chigiri’s.
One hand held the omega close to him, he smelled his floral scent. Kunigami’s other hand went lower, he gripped Hyoma’s boxers.
“Please Kuni,” Hyoma’s eyes shined with need.
Kunigami deepened their kiss as he slipped his hand deeper. Hyoma moaned into his mouth once the alpha’s finger circled around his wet hole. Chigiri then hicked a leg up and around the larger man’s waist for access.
Rensuke was gentle with one finger slipping into his old mate, till Chigiri gripped his hair tightly. The ginger took the hint and slipped another finger, then another while increasing his speed. Soon Kunigami was fingerbanging Hyoma with intensity as the other man began to tighten around him.
Soon Chigiri cried out, his eyes rolling back as he came again. As he orgasmed cum streaked across Kunigami’s shirt, but neither men cared. Kuni licked Hyoma’s neck on his glands once before sitting him back down.
“Fuck,” Hyoma flopped down on his bed before covering himself with a pillow.
“No, that’s what you get if we win,” Kunigami replied.
Hyoma threw the pillow at the older man, “You are unbelievable,”.
“And yet we both know, you’ll come claim your award after the game,” Rensuke gazed at Hyoma who didn’t deny it.
The next few days were filled with tension, the men constantly were near each other due to their training. Hyoma found himself avoiding Kunigami only to then seek him out some time later. The longhair boy felt amber eyes on him at every turn, especially when he was around Driver. It was funny to him that the man made Rensuke jealous so he’d tempt fate by placing himself near him.
One day Rensuke caught him conversing with Driver about a play. In response that night the larger man laid Chigiri across his knee and ate him out until he began to sob. Tears of overwhelming pleasure left the omega’s eyes as he reached completion over and over again.
“I hope you think about my tongue next time you're around him,” Kunigami’s voice was husky, his mouth wet from Chigiri.
Rensuke constantly worshiped the omega’s body and never took his own pleasure from their interactions. Not one time had the ginger succumbed to his own need, no matter how much he was tempted. He needed to let Chigiri know that he was the priority, to let the smaller man know he was cared for.
The day of the first football match was fairly uneventful as it was their group qualifiers for their placement. Neither Kunigami or Chigiri scored, but their team advanced with four goals.
That night Chigiri would find Kunigami at one of the practice fields by himself. The ginger muttered to himself low and under his breath.
“Only three possessions the entire game. Driver made a damn goal and all I can do is make contact with the ball,” the man kicked a goal with force.
Hyoma fought back another smile, he knew he had the other man whipped. His constant need to out perform the others, especially Driver was telling.
“You know it’s getting late,” Chigiri spoke after a few more kicks.
“Is that your way of getting me to bed?” Rensuke turned to face him.
“No, I have other ways of doing that,” Hyoma replied.
Hyoma led Rensuke out of the practice area and into one of the village cafes. It was open all night and Hyoma picked the drinks for both men.
“Is it good?” Chigiri asked after tasting his drink.
“You have good taste,” Rensuke replied back.
The two men spent an hour or so speaking over their drinks before they made their way to their room. Then Hyoma did something daring, and hopped into the alpha’s bed. Rensuke then joined him, being careful to not give into desire.
Before he fell asleep Hyoma whispered something that sounded a lot like, “I miss this,”.
Rensuke tried his hardest to not touch the other man as he slept, his fingers itching to feel the softness of the other’s skin. When he awoke Kunigami was completely wrapped around the other man, holding him tightly to his chest.
After Japan’s next win Chigiri began to sleep with Rensuke every night. His own bed had become abandoned and the two men used it as storage space.
On their fourth game the red head finally scored. That night he coated Kunigami’s throat with his hot release. A few hours later and Chigiri knew something was up, as he thrashed around in the shared bed.
Chigiri felt hot and achy, his hair coated in sweat. Soon the thin man felt an insatiable need flare and knew he was going into his heat.
Hyoma climbed out of the bed and into the night. He needed a shower and some heat aids to damper his scent. The omega removed his top in the lone locker room.
The warm spray hit the toned man’s body and he relaxed into it. The door then opened and an additional person stepped into the now steamy locker room.
Hyoma all but moaned in excitement when he saw Rensuke’s figure appear. Chigiri’s dick stood at full hardness as the other man’s amber eyes took the sight it.
“Alpha, I need you,” Chigiri wrapped a hand around his shaft.
Kunigami’s mouth parted, “You’re in heat,”.
“Please,” Chigiri’s face heated.
Kunigami ripped his own clothes off and the red head knew he won. Kunigami then squatted down under the spray of the warm water and connected his mouth to Chigiri’s heat.
Rensuke thought he was going to drown.
In the spray of water above him.
In the other man’s warm juices as they quenched his thirst.
In the omega’s floral scent that increased his growing need.
As Hyoma’s moans became more nonsensical Rensuke held him by his hip bones. The man began to shake and Rensuke moaned into him. Chigiri came with his eyes open wide, his hands finding purchase in orange hair.
The smell of flowers grew stronger, “I need you to fuck me,”.
“Not n—,” Rensuke was cut off.
“Are you my alpha or not? I need to be knotted and if I need to find someone el—,”.
Chigiri felt his feet leave the floor, Rensuke stood up with him in his arms, “Don’t you ever threaten me again,”.
The two’s mouths met harshly. Chigiri’s back felt the coldness of the tile wall as he was pressed into it with his legs wrapped around Rensuke. The alpha’s fingers sliding their way into the omega’s heat.
“You’re my omega. Say it,” Kunigami licked the man’s scent glands as he pumped fingers into his warmth.
“F-fuck. Kunigami, I need you alpha,” Chigiri’s face was needy.
Rensuke pulled his face back from the other man’s neck before rolling his hips forward, allowing his hard length to touch Chigiri’s hot skin. The omega moaned in response, and his breath changed as he saw Rensuke take his large cock into his hands.
Kunigami’s tip rubbed Hyoma’s opening, ghosting the entrance. The alpha then slowly began to insert himself and Chigiri adjusted to his length. Then Kunigami took one large thrust, stretching the other man.
Soon Rensuke began to fuck Hyoma up the wall. The omega moaned loudly as he was being pleasured. The alpha connected their mouths as he bruised the omega’s cervix with every deep hit.
“I’m going to cum,” Chigiri’s eyes watered.
“Then finish while I’m inside you,” Rensuke replied.
Hyoma did just that, climaxing as the other man continued to thrust into him. His hot walls pulsed in pleasure and began to milk Rensuke.
“Fill me alpha. Fill me up,” Rensuke thrusts became erratic as he finished.
Hot cum filled Hyoma and he welcomed the sensation. Rensuke slowly let Hyoma down from the wall and then paused, seeing the man leak his own seed. He took two fingers and caught some of his sun and placed it back inside the other man who lewdly moaned in reply.
The two men then sat on the tile benches, half tired but ready for another round. Hyoma laid down on the bench, his back flat and then spread his legs.
Rensuke wasted no time crawling to the other bench to place his face in between the other man’s thighs. He licked Hyoma until he felt satisfied and then stroked his own cock a few times.
Rensuke licked the other man’s neck as he pressed his cock back into him. Hyoma’s eyes rolled back and he took a couple of Rensuke’s fingers into his mouth to suck on.
Kunigami wasn’t gentle as he thrust into the other man. He wrapped Chigir’s legs around his shoulder as he went for a deeper angle. Hyoma whined in response, needy.Kunigami set a bruising tempo as he fucked the omega into the bench.
“Mark me,” Chigiri demanded.
Kunigami pressed down into the other man’s body to get close to his neck. Still thrusting into the omega he licked his scent gland on one side.
“Mark me. Please just m—,” Hyoma begged.
Kunigami bit into the soft flesh of the man’s neck. Hyoma’s wet eyes began to flow with tears as he made a pleased noise.
The omega came immediately with force, his cock spewing and coating Kunigami’s tit. Kunigami felt warm in a way he’d never felt, a sign of their new bond. He then felt a great need to breed his omega and so he did. Rensuke coated the omega’s walls with so much seed he was certain he’d be pregnant, his knott held firm/
Afterwards the two men sat, pressed against each other in their bed. Rensuke had a protective hand on the other’s womb as Hyoma touched his mate mark.
“We were supposed to win gold first,” Rensuke’s voice was warm.
“We can still win,” Chigiri kissed his hand that was on his belly.
Kunigami pulled his omega closer, he did it. It didn’t matter if they won for Japan. He had regained his partner, created a bond, and even another life. Rensuke had won, plain and simple.