His Best Kept Secret

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His Best Kept Secret
Chapter 7

"You think you can tease me all day and get away with it?"

Your eyes widen as a flushed face Bakugo stands above you, the hand over your mouth smelling like the sweet sweat he produced.

Your eyes couldn't help but gaze down to his lips, looking extremely appetizing.

"What do you even think you are doing? Flirting with that weird hair Kirishima trying to make me jealous?" He miffs, his other hand coming up to grip your hair gently.

He pulls your head back and takes a big whiff of your neck. "You fucking reek like him too," he snarls.

"Please stop," you whimper, but you secretly wished he would continue. The close proximity of your bodies was enough to start another heat cycle. His scent was intoxicating and you couldn't help but lean closer to him.

His lips turn up into a smirk. "At least your body still knows who her alpha is," his breath washes over your face.

Your hands come up to wrap around his neck and Bakugo leans down to smash his against yours. You moan at the feeling you desperately missed. This kiss wasn't like all the other stolen kisses from the past.

Bakugo wasn't an affectionate person, and you've only kissed three times at school in secret. Once on the first day of school, the sports festival after he won, and once in a janitors closet. Doing this right now in the girls restroom was very exciting and it made you belly warm.

Separating lips, you find yourself pinned against the stall, his hand coming down to hike your leg up so you under religion was exposed beneath your skirt.

"What are you—oh!"

He pressed himself deeply against you and you could feel his bulge brush against your slick pussy. Your underwear was getting wetter by the second, and it was all because of the Alpha on top of you.

"I get why you want to throw this fit, breaking up with me like that would really make a difference. Your body knows who her alpha is, and it's not that bitch Kirishima."

Your eyes widen for a moment and you wanted to push him off of you. "He's not a bit—"

He suddenly pressed deeper into you, his mouth meeting yours once more as he shuts you up. You felt fingers run down your side and explore the waist band of your skirt.

"Katsuki," you whimper. "Don't do this, not here," you panted as he grind it against you.

A smirk plays against his lips. "We can do this later, if you come over," he hinted, a spark of mischief in his eyes.

Part of you want to say yes, to run and jump into his arms right after school and be whisked away to pleasure land. But you needed to be firm with your intentions and he wasn't going to get what he wanted.

Looking up at him with the biggest sad eyes you could muster, you captivated him for a split second. You leaned forward and kissed him gently and sweetly, putting as much love into it. The moment you felt his body relax you took the opportunity to push him away and escape. You slid underneath the bathroom stall and ran out of the bathroom as quickly as you could, fixing your shirt and skirt as you went.

"Damn alpha," you muttered under you breath as you fixed up your hair. You probably reeked like him now, and that was probably why he was all up on you.

Marking his territory, you scoff. If he wasn't so stubborn, you would proudly cling to his arm and show the whole school who you belonged to. Not looking where you were going, you rounded the corner and slammed right into a hard chest. Startled, you looked up to see the cold stare that belonged to Shouto Todoroki.

If his half burned face wasn't intimidating, then his quirk certainly was. He faced off against Bakugo in the Sports Festival and only lost to him because he refused to use his left side. He was also an alpha, and you never really looked at him until now, with him standing tall above you.

"Are you alright?" His cold and blistering voice asks you.

You felt extremely on edge being in front of the Number 2 hero's son. Todoroki was known to be a ruthless alpha who treated his omega like dirt, you wondered if his son would be the same.

"I'm fine," you breathed out, taking a step back.

"You are an omega," He recalls causally.

The hair on your body stood up straight as if that would make you more intimidating. "Yeah? What about it?"

His tall body moved forward, his arm gripping you arm as he pulls you forward. You wanted to let out a scream, hoping Bakugo or Kirishima or even Midoriya would rush to your aid. Your mouth remained shut as he leans towards you and sniffs your neck.

"What are you doing?" You manage to say.

He leans back and stares down at you. "You smell like him. Is he your alpha?"

Blinking, you realized who he was taking about. "N-no!"

"Is Kirishima?" He questions.

Your face blushes and you shake your head. "No one is my alpha, and it's none of your business!" You snapped at him.

His face remains emotionless for a moment before a smile creeps across his face. "If Bakugo or Kirishima aren't man enough to claim you, then that means you are up for grabs." He turns around and begins to walk away, leaving you stunned at what he said.

"I-I'm not just a thing that you can claim!" You manage to call back to him.

He stops and turns. "On the contrary, omegas are naturally drawn to alphas, when your next heat comes around, you won't care who's fucking you. And I intend to be there," he remarks and your mouth drops open.

Todoroki has never said a single word to you and suddenly he's claiming he'll fuck you during your next heat.

Shaking your head, you leaned against the wall and cupped your head. Sometimes you wished you could be a beta, and just love someone like a normal person. If all the alphas turned to her since she was the only omega in this school, she may go insane.

The only option would be for Bakugo to mark and claim her, to ward off all the others. But at this rate, someone else was going to snatch her before Bakugo can get his head out of his ass.