Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

49. Hormones

49.

You knew you'd be facing some punishment for your lunchtime seating arrangements, but this?!

You were panting and huffing angrily, struggling to kick the explosive blonde off of you after he had ruthlessly pinned you in a warm up spar, not even bothering to use his quirk, only his strength.

"Alright! I give! 'Uncle' or whatever it is you say when you're tapping out!" You growled, hitting his thigh hard with your knee, barely phasing him.

"Nah, you've still got some fight." He teased, his full weight now settling on your hips as he sat down on them, his knees relaxing to finally release your arms and your immediate instinct was to punch him in the gut.

"You're gonna make her go 'pop'" Kaminari laughed, ducking a swing from Kirishima, the two half heartedly exchanging blows as they watched your one sided brawl.

"Dude, it's like when you squeeze a tube of toothpaste, I don't wanna see her head pop off." Kirishima chuckled nervously.

"Not helping!" You snarled, starting to panic a little from the imagery alone, planting your feet to buck your hips up as hard as you could, hoping to throw Bakugo off.

He barely shifted.

"Don't make me wolf out on you!"
You warned and he crossed his arms, his eyes full of amusement as he watched you squirm, your face flushed from anger.

Good, he thought. You deserved to feel even a little bit of anger that he felt watching you laugh with the enemy...

"No quirks allowed. Come on, omega. Whatcha gonna do?"

"Asshole!"

Omega...

Right.

You'll show him what an omega can do...

You stopped your struggling and ever so slightly pulled your lower lip between your teeth, letting a very slight whine vibrate your throat.

If he wanted to fight an omega, then he was going to fight a damn omega...

He didn't seem to move, but the flicker in his eyes betrayed him.

You brought your hands up to your neck, to your collar, and played with the latch, another whine released to his ears.

"W-what the fuck are you doing?" He growled with a slight catch to his tone. Unsure. Wavering.

He practically gulped when you tugged at the clasp.

Bingo.

Of course you wouldn't actually undo it... That was a big no no, a tactic far too dirty and risky.

And with how impulsive the explosion boy could be, you didn't want to trigger a full on rut... Just...enough to distract him. Put his guard down.

You only needed one word to tip him.

"Alpha..."

And with that one breathy word, you had caught the full attention of every single alpha in the class.

Most importantly, the one on top of you.

His arms uncrossed and settled either side of your head, his face lowering to come closer, trying to get more of the scent that your collar muted.

He was over you, protecting you, he didn't care if another Alpha was watching him. Damn well let them!

Let them see who you fucking choose.

"Omega..." He said softly, watching you closely as you brought your hands up to his cheeks, running your thumbs across his cheekbones, settling firmly on his jawbone.