Our Tiny Little Secret | Jotaro X Reader Omegaverse

Chapter 2

     My eyes grew heavier and heavier as the minutes passed. What the fuck was taking that bastard so long? I rubbed my thighs together constantly, biting my lip as the pleasure spiked from my core to my head every few seconds. I moaned and whimpered simply because it felt so good, and I... I wanted so much more. I wanted Kujo to come back. 

     When my hands slowly slid through the waist of my skirt, it wasn't my fault. It was unbearable. I knew I was shameless for touching myself in the middle of the fucking street. If Kujo had come back then and seen me fingering myself, I probably would've died, but I didn't care. Even having my face smooshed against the disgusting ground didn't bother me as long as my fingers could do their job. And... if this was just a rut... a penis would appear when fully aroused as an Alpha.

     I pressed and flicked and slid against the little bud just a thin scrap of cloth away. I hummed, flinching and jerking with the accelerating movement of my hand. Faster and faster, I rubbed. Louder and louder I moaned, drooling with the fluttering pleasure in my core. I could feel it coming, and I didn't have the slightest clue how it would feel. I was scared yet curious and eager to know. It rose and rose and rose until finally, it popped. I screamed at the feeling, trembling as it continued for a wonderful moment. I rubbed so aggressively at my clit, the feeling inexplicable as I let everything explode.

     I didn't have a penis.

     I was an Omega.

     The next moment, I opened my eyes to see the ceiling of my bedroom.

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     "What happened?" I asked Kujo as he sat down at his desk, dropping his bag on my toes without a single word. I kicked it away, though only a few inches, scowling at his nonchalant expression as though he hadn't even noticed. "I-"

     "You were just exhausted from your fight. That's why you collapsed," he interrupted, opening his pack of cigarettes and sighing as he saw there was only one left.

     "Was that what you said?" I scoffed, rolling my eyes at the annoyance.

     I knew exactly meant by his words. "I don't want anything to do with this. Leave." I also knew he wouldn't snitch. He was my rival, and I couldn't stand the asshole, but he kept to himself. He had his own shit to deal with; he wouldn't meddle in mine.

     "Thanks." I nodded simply, leaving him be in a calming, satisfied state. I had nothing to worry about, and... even if he didn't want to help or be involved in any way, I was sure even he understood that he would be the first person I approached if I was in trouble. Whether he'd help me or not was a dangerous gamble on my part.

     "L/n," Saito Sensei suddenly called out. I thrust my head from the window to his scowling features instantly, snapping my back to a perfectly straight line and slapping my feet to the floor.

     "Here!" I responded confidently, looking him straight in the eye with a burning force as great as his.

     "I'm not taking attendance! Get over here!"

     "Ah..." I sighed as my classmates chuckled around me. I stood sluggishly and trudged over to him. "I apologize, Saito Sensei, I didn't get much sleep last night," I explained, relaxing my posture only slightly to show him how truly exhausted I was.

     He looked at me with eyes that showed a much more realistic exhaustion than mine. "Take these down to the intersection on the second floor," he commanded, dropping a pile of papers in my awaiting hands before returning to his work.

     The hallways weren't empty whatsoever, though class started in less than a minute. My feet dragged so heavily behind me as I found my way to the second floor. The intersection was far, but the walk was a nice chance to cool my head. Everything was so confusing. So... terrifying. But I shook the thoughts away and focused on the moment.

     "Intersection" wasn't the actual name for my destination. That word was strictly used by Saito Sensei for a reason that had always remained unknown. Everyone else called it the border. The wall that separated Alphas from Omegas. Predator and prey. Strong and weak. Pitied and admired. They and me.

     It was heavily guarded. Heavily. All Alphas and Omegas were not permitted within ten feet of the wall. Five men stood, probably armed in some way, on either side.

     It was odd that Sensei had asked me specifically to run the errand. Maybe he noticed how frustrated I was. Probably. He was extremely discerning in all ways.

     As I approached the border, I stopped at the red line on the floor, my toes not even slightly touching the alarming tape. I didn't need to do anything more. A man hurried toward me and silently took the papers in my hands. It was as simple yet complicated as that.

     "What'd the papers say?" Hiroshi asked eagerly as I plopped my ass back down on my chair. I sighed, leaning into my hand with a shrug. "You didn't read them?"

     "Probably some Beta attendance shit," I muttered, crossing my feet underneath my chair comfortably. "Doesn't sound very interesting."

     "You don't know that," he grumbled, probably feeling hurt by my inconsiderate words. "He always takes that himself. Why does he suddenly need help."

     "How should I know?" I sighed, looking at the blond with a few threatening daggers. "He looked busy."

     "I guess... but-"

     "Miura!"

     He slowly turned his eyes from me to Saito Sensei with an arched brow, his light blue eyes staring calmly toward the blazing figure only a few yards away. "Yeah?"

     "Did you write this down?" He pointed at the chalkboard expectedly, tilting his head menacingly at the innocent boy. "It'll be on the unit exam next week."

     "Uh... no, I didn't write it down," he responded bluntly. His hands didn't move, and I felt like an idiot was sitting beside me, though I felt that way too often.

     They stared at each other in silence for a long moment, and nobody seemed to move. It wasn't that they were scared, they just were so used to this routine.

     "I think it's time we move around some seats, then," Saito Sensei sighed, dropping the chalk on the edge of the board before approaching Hiroshi's desk.

     He didn't even flinch at the booming stomps of probably the strongest Alpha known to our town. He didn't bat an eye when his bag, notebook, and pencil were snatched from his sight. Sensei didn't hesitate to toss each thing out the window beside me. They fell for a good few seconds before the bang echoed throughout the courtyard. Nobody moved.

     "Take your desk and your chair to the courtyard within two minutes, or your new seat is in the pond," he calmly demanded. "Disrespect me again and there will be no seat for you at all. Kujo! Put your desk here and shut the fuck up."

     I nearly laughed as both Alphas stood in confusion. Hiroshi grabbed the sides of his desk and rested the top of it on his left hip. He carried his chair easily with his right arm. He'd only traveled a few strides before Jotaro had dropped his desk next to mine, sitting in his chair without a word.

     I hadn't even noticed Hiroshi slam his body into the closed door completely accidentally, nearly toppling to the ground like an idiot. I could only focus on my new deskmate and how lucky I was right then.

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