He pushed my back to the bed, grabbing his dick impatiently, his eyes glaring down at my own as his lips parted in a pleasured, silent gasp. He slammed his hips against my own, grunting with each desperate thrust. I screamed, digging my nails into his skin uncontrollably.
"Jotaro! Ah~! Jotaro!" I cried, feeling his thickness rub alarmingly against my tight yet welcoming walls. "Jotaro! Jo-!"
His lips silenced mine, engulfing my mouth and devouring my tongue passionately. His chest rubbed against my perked buds, his hips rolling like a beast against my own that quivered as he ravaged my sopping hole.
"Ah... Y/n," he groaned, leaving my lips for only an instant before pressing them hungrily against my cheek. Against my jaw. My ear. My neck. "Y/n, holy shit... You're such a good girl." His voice was low, taking turns with his heavy breath as he sucked and nibbled at my skin. "My good girl. My good little Omega."
Our scents were intertwining with the heat of our breaths, our bodies fading completely into one inseparable being. All I could do was call out his name. All I could think of was how wonderful it felt to be under him. To take him completely.
Love.
Instinct.
There wasn't exactly a fine line between the two.
-
"Saito Sensei," I panted, grabbing the old man's sleeve desperately as we both stopped amid the crowded sidewalk. "I... whoa... sorry, you walk very fast." The man was embarrassingly taller than I was, so his stride was naturally longer than mine, but... shit. I'd only run a few blocks to catch up to him.
It must've been that asshole's fault.
We did it until morning, and, as cliché as it sounded, it wasn't an exaggeration. He was like a beast with no end to his stamina. His dick was hard and his face was bright red until I forced him to get up and leave before my mom got home from her night shift.
"L/n?" Sensei questioned, leaning down to meet my hazy eyes in concern. "Are you alright? Do you need anything?"
"Yeah," I breathed, taking one last deep breath before standing politely straight. "Sensei, what would cause an Alpha to suddenly go into rut without provocation?"
He stared blankly at me for a long, seemingly annoyed moment. "The simplest things can be provoking," he answered simply. "His thoughts, the slightest contact, a single whiff of pheromones."
"So it's not a problem or anything...?" I asked with a sigh, realizing I was being ridiculous by worrying over something so natural. "Alright."
"L/n," Sensei suddenly stated, lowering his voice far below his breath. My eyes flashed in alarm, my brows scrunching tightly together. "This assessment may be... difficult."
My head tilted, my heart beginning to pick up its speed. This was unlike Sensei in so many ways. Something must've been horribly wrong.
"I- I know that already," I mumbled, looking away from the fierce, uncertain yet so certain glare. "I know that..."
"The board must have recognized the strength of this class; you and Kujo stand higher than your classmates by two ranks." He glanced around in a short pause, knowing he shouldn't say these words. Knowing it could cost him his life. "They will no doubt give you an assessment that will drive you to the edge. I don't know which edge, and it worries me. L/n, this assessment may indirectly target your Omega traits and light the fume that will reveal it all." I swallowed what was left in my dry mouth, looking in horror at the man. He was so certain. He was so sure. "If you go into heat, they will immediately know, and they won't hesitate to take action."
"Sensei," I mumbled, curving my lips convincingly into a small, annoying smile, "you're surprisingly considerate." His lids dropped lazily over his eyes as he sighed a long, exhausted sigh. "Sensei, I love ya." I gave him a good cheeky grin for the sake of it, knowing... the climax of my story was nearing, and the odds were heavily against my favor.
"Ah..." He clicked his tongue in annoyance, looking me up and down before turning without another word. "Remind me later, L/n," he suddenly said. "I have something yo give you."
I shoved my hands into my pockets, taking a shaky breath as I began to follow him to school.
-
Jotaro sat silently at his desk, his back oddly straight; the boy was an android at first glance... to the average eye perhaps. As for the eyes that were attached to my head... they melted at the mere sight of him, and I knew exactly why. It was the unexplainable phenomenon paired Omegas and Alphas spoke of so naturally. I had never understood it until that very instant.
My heart was mushed together with his own, the globs of sweet grossness throbbing unnoticeably until the missing half I hadn't even realized was missing had finally reunited. I noticed then how uneasy I had felt every second before laying my eyes on the boy.
His ears visibly twitched as I chuckled at the reality of such an odd feeling. Would it always feel this fluffy when I saw Jotaro? I worried I might grow addicted to him.
Pulling my chair out from under my desk, I smiled unknowingly at the scribbles in his notebook that had ceased to be made. He had been feeling the same way... hadn't he?
"Were you pouting?" I teased, eyeing the paper curiously as he silently answered an obvious objection. "Sensei and I had a good chat this morning," I mentioned, lowering my head slowly onto the hand that had invaded the surface of my desk. Resting against his skin so naturally, neither of us felt the urge to move away. Rather... such simple contact was so refreshing; neither of us wanted it to end. Yet it was so simple.
"He said our assessment might be really hard," I summarized, pressing my lips together into a thin, invisible line. His eyes glanced down toward mine, the sunny, cool ocean water settling my features into a small smile. "But nothing will happen 'cause we covered every base."
"Every base?" he repeated, his lips hardly moving to form the mumbled words. His thumb, hidden under the silk of my h/c locks caressed, ever so gently, the mark on the nape of my neck. I shivered in sweet bliss at the contact, my eyes rolling shut instinctively.
"Get the fuck off my hand," he then growled. It didn't surprise me. In fact, I thought I'd laugh right then and there. Maybe, if I did, it would help our mission. However, his thumb didn't pause in its perfectly gentle path along my smooth, sensitive skin. Reluctantly, I obliged to the command neither of us found very superb.
I leaned my jaw playfully atop my hand, smiling quite slyly toward him, my cat eyes, two thin slits of shining e/c covered by my long, dark lashes, glaring teasingly toward his own. "Won't you let me battle you one last time? We're graduating soon... I won't get the chance to fight once we graduate."
He arched a brow, his lips lifting in only one corner, his expression showing an open amusement he'd have never shown me before this story. "Why not just take the win? Why fight and lose when you've already beaten me once?"
I snorted, though quite accidentally, and both of us, very quietly, chuckled at the odd sound. My face was heated and red by the time Sensei slammed the classroom door open and my lips had to force my uncontrollable noise to cease in its joy.
As Sensei began to speak exhaustingly toward the class, my lips couldn't contain it any longer, my squeaky laughter sliding through the uselessness like air in a balloon. Nothing was even happening. I didnt know what it was, but Sensei paused mid-sentence nonetheless. I slapped my hand over my mouth, lowering my head quickly to the desk. It banged against the surface harshly, and I heard Jotaro's silent chuckle from beside me, only making my muffled laughter explode more and more.
Sensei started lecturing me from the front of the classroom, but I didn't hear a single word.
But so what?
I was just so overwhelmingly happy.
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Guys, I'm just in a silly-goofy mood. Idk where this scene came from, but I need some sleep.
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