𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 l h.shoyo

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 10

airhieees < mah bae did that fantastic fanart above and i'm whipped for it AAAAAAA pretty isn't it? *v*

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while sore after the session, he was brought home carried by tsukishima's back though he didn't know if the guy had taken a bus or simply walk the roads whilst asleep. although he was sure that tsukishima did try to not at least intervene his sleep, he felt grateful enough for it.

he woke up by the sound of his alarm, his mother not saying anything and looked like she was in a deep thought. it wasn't a worry for him though, his mother still moves and chatted with him before he went to school.

he still feels all the pleasure he's had—the full grown length filling his insides right after tsukishima thrusting his member onto his ass, gently stroking and biting his hard nipples inside that shower room, and the sighs to his sensitive ears while saying inappropriate yet sexy things to turn him on.

he even recalled the moment where tsukishima called his first name, it made him blush instantly.

with that being said, the innocence of his began to crumple bit by bit after indulging with the pleasure he had share with tsukishima.

“Oi,” hinata tilts his head on the side, seeing the setter taking a break with a milk box on his mouth and sat beside him on the wood-built bench. “your pheromones, how?” he seriously asked.

or was saying, "how did you make it disappear? your pheromones, i mean." by being with him at constant times, the young boy with a fluffy hair could fully but not accurately understand him.

everyone was surprised, just this morning, their little middle blocker did not show any signs of overspilled pheromones. there was no risk or any danger so everyone gets to be with him, for now.

hinata turned pale.

“that's got nothing to do with you,” he softly mutters, looking down.“oh training camp and exams, i need yachi to review with her. i'll see you later,” he hurriedly bid goodbye as he runs away, tripping a bit because of the pain in his ass and was obviously uncomfortable with the kageyama's question.

“how odd,” the blond guy behind kageyama approached, “it's rare to see someone close to you being uncomfortable.” he mocked with annoyance.

kageyama immediately stood up creeping a weary in his face and faced the blond. the atmosphere became heavy, it is pressured by their immense and alarming gaze.

for alphas, their competition where they needed to get serious is about a subject that focuses to their omega. alphas mostly get to have everything; looks, wealth, talents, knowledge, and even huge or long dicks. with that, most alphas with other alphas compete to have one spot which is at the top.

there's no such thing as destined soulmate. to them, they're the ones who get to pick their very own soulmates– which is why, a lot of cases in different regions have many issues that are about commiting adultery or it may be even about how some omegas are filing legalized poly-relationships.

“don't get too cocky just because you did that with him,” kageyama glares as he also bring his hand to tsukishima's shoulders and gripped it hard.

that sarcastic smile he wears earlier completely turned back to straight, thinking about the setter's words. tsukishima proceeded to looked smug, his eyes smiled with annoyance, he usually replies him with sarcasm to annoy him but this was time, tsukishima is pissed to do that.

“oh? so you eavesdropped at us knowing what we're doing? ” he asked as he also took kageyama's hands away from his shoulders, almost rolling his eyes.

the milk box inside his fist crumpled by force. his words were a bluff, to threaten the tall guy in front of him while tsukishima reckons that kageyama would make a bluff about hinata to him, the whole thing was an advantage to the one with glasses.

“i didn't, what's the use for toilets? to piss, not to fuck.” kageyama shortly replied and threw away his empty milk box to the bin.

he did went inside the gym's bathroom, to piss and jerk off his dick so he sneakily tried to do it but ended up being not able to after sensing the shortcoming of two mixed pheromones. it was strange the moment when he almost entered the room. he couldn't smell or feel any pheromones aside from tsukishima's scent, a musk that mixes well with strong fragrance of soap.

afterwards, when he enters the entrance, it was combined in a sweet juicy scent—the familiar pheromones he had smelt before the middle blocker vanished away along with the other middle blocker.

and in that realization, muffled moans were heard- annoyingly familiar tone and voice, his partner for volleyball. the one he frequently tosses his balls.

he cusses tsukishima through his eyes, he knows he's at the ground. meanwhile tsukishima can only show him a nonchalant face.

he doesn't care, even if the campus knows about it. the attention would still go to the other boy who he had fuck with. though, sure, there'd be trouble in his name but who cares anymore, he can always defend himself.

then spat others if they try to insult his pair.

and perhaps, if possible, maybe even love the little guy.

“it can be, sometimes when needed.”