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°A Game of Twenty-Five° kiribaku

Summeray: Eijirou hears of a place for Alphas to take care of their rut if they are unmated. He's skeptical, but with his ruts getting out of control, he caves. At this upscale... location, he meets an omega escort named Katsuki who has no qualms in bossing an alpha around. It's intimidating and so hot, but eventually, Eijirou's alpha instincts kick in, and he plans to tame this wild omega by any means necessary.

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Eijirou met Katsuki thanks to his friend Mina, who promised that this upscale... location assisted alphas in rut that didn't want a mate. This wasn't somewhere he'd thought he'd find himself on a Saturday night. They provided injectable serums to prevent them from losing control around the omegas before visits, scent patches powerful enough to hide even the most potent of pheromones, and rooms that didn't allow sound or scent to escape. Not to mention how beautiful the omegas were.

Mina admitted she'd been seeing an omega there for the past few months named Ochako. She seemed smitten, and while it was against the contract to take pictures, his best friend's description of her and other omegas piqued his interest. She wasn't the only one indulging either. Eijirou hated that he'd considered going to a brothel, no matter how high-end, to lose his virginity. Anyone who looked at him would think he'd have omegas climbing on top of him, presenting their pretty necks, and purring in his ear, begging for his knot.

They did, and it was tiring. At 6'4, long-wavy red hair down to his mid-back, and a muscular form created by life as a professional bodybuilder, it had made him irresistible. He hadn't found an omega that "drove him wild" like all his alpha friends told him about, though. The pheromones desperate omegas released caused him to wrinkle his nose in disgust, their handsy antics pulling growls from him that sent them running if he didn't catapult them away. Eijirou hoped to find his mate one day, but for now, his ruts were getting out of control.

He'd cum multiple times in a row, and his dick would still be rock hard, affecting his day-to-day activities because he couldn't stop fucking his hand or rutting into toys. After talking with Mina and doing research, a common fix for hard alpha ruts was fucking an omega. Okay fine, but what Eijirou didn't want was some omega following him around thinking it would be anything more than sex. Hence why he now sat at a too intricate glass table staring at the California King bed taking up the entire wall across from him. The sheets-black, silky, and inviting-kept his gaze. Eijirou forgot to swallow and hoped he wasn't sweating too much as he waited for his date to arrive.

Katsuki Bakugou, a highly sought-after omega, was his for the evening. When Eijirou had picked out which omega he wanted, it took one picture with a total of three seconds to know he wanted him. That confident, cocky expression. His blonde undercut with his hair on top gelled back and not a single hair out of place. Eijirou couldn't stop drinking in his slender yet defined figure, almost drooling from staring at his abs. The way Katsuki had his white button-up shirt open to expose nipple piercings Eijirou want to suck on and those black slacks low on his hips with the band of his boxers peeking out drove him wild. He couldn't wait to meet him, but Eijirou was also nervous as shit.

He sucked at flirting, he was awkward sometimes, and what if he couldn't perform? Well, his cock had been hard for hours before this with his rut peeking tomorrow, but what if he came right away?

What if...

"Oi! Get out of your head!"

Eijirou jumped at the voice and scrambled to his feet. "I-I, sorry!"

Katsuki walked over to him, the top of his head reaching his chin. He stared up at him with a look so intense, Eijirou thought his knees would grow weak. His eyes looked like red, glittering jewels people paid millions to own. Katsuki grasped his chin, pulling Eijirou to his level.