The Wolf and Researcher

Part 9

*SMUT WARNING*

Izuku was standing in her ceremonial tent on the edge of the meadow, looking down at the colorful beaded skirt and top, delicate paint across her skin in swirls and letters in a language she didn’t know. 

“Are you okay?” Shoto asks, walking in, checking on her. The bi-colored man was also in a ceremonial outfit but nothing like what Izuku was wearing though. 

“Ya, just a little nervous.” Izuku says, fidgeting with a string of beads on the side of her skirt. 

“Don’t be. It will be okay, and it doesn’t hurt. Just a little tingle and then it’s like a warm embrace.” He explains, smiling softly at her. 

“Wait, you’ve done this?” She asks, looking at him relieved. 

“Ya, last year. Hanta is one of the werewolves Katsuki gave the gift to.” He tells her, helping her put the last touches on her outfit. 

“Do you regret it? Being tied to him like that?” Izuku asks, finally breaking the silence as they wait. He looks at her, clearly thinking about her question. 

“No. I love Hanta and sure it was strange at first, but I wouldn’t change our mating for anything.” His answer makes her smile for some reason, thinking about her relationship with Katsuki. 

Sure, they came together in a rather rough and vulgar way, but she can’t help being excited for tonight, also looking forward to making him work for her love, even if he already has it. 

What?! A girl can still play hard to get if she wants to!

The flap of the tent is pulled aside as Mina enters, wearing her own ceremonial outfit. 

“Are you ready, Izuku?” She asks with a warm smile, hands clasped before her. 

“Yes.” 

Mina lets out a giddy squeal as she rushes over to Izuku and takes her hand with a bright smile. 

“Then let's get this show on the road!” 

When she opens the flap, emerald eyes go wide in shock at the breathtaking sight before her. There were candles lighting a path from hers and Katsuki’s tents across from each other to a center platform that was a cleared area ringed by candles and special stones with engraved letters on them. 

She blushes when she sees her mate in all his werewolf glory come out of his tent, beads in his fur, the same letters painted on his chest, and a red loincloth tied around his waist. Heat rushes through her as she gulps, taking a step forward. 

‘He looks so sexy.’ Izuku thinks, unable to take her eyes off her mate. Little does she know; he's thinking the same thing. 

Izuku is dressed in a forest green sarong skirt, paired with a gold bandeau, barefoot. Strings of beads in her hair and down the side of her skirt clicking as she walks. 

Katsuki’s scarlet eyes dilated, arousal coursing through his body, knowing all he had to do was wait and he’d have his mate soon enough. 

“You look beautiful, Izuku.” Katsuki says, chest rumbling from his deep voice, his loincloth tenting already. 

Izuku blushes, looking away, slick running down her legs. 

“You look very handsome, Kacchan.” She says, as they step into the circle, kneeling before Chiyo. 

“Okay, are you two ready?” The older woman says, looking down at them. 

“Yes.” They say together, Izuku blushing and Katsuki smirking. 

Chiyo nods before she signals the others. They all gather around and begin chanting. Izuku had been warned before the ceremony what it would entail, and she had to admit, she was a little uneasy at first, but she wanted this, so she steeled her nerves and agreed. 

When the words started to make her mind cloudy and the candles started to burn brighter, Chiyo stepped away, signaling the next part to begin. 

Heat quickly consumed her as she turned to look at Katsuki, finding the werewolf already panting, loincloth barely covering his erection. Carely, he turns his body towards her, laying her back across the ground. 

“Alpha, please.” She moans, laying limp across the grass, words desperate. 

“Mate. My mate.” He growls, nosing down her body, till he comes to the edge of her skirt, at her upper thigh. 

At this point they were so consumed with their desire that the chanted words of those around them fell on deaf ears as Katsuki’s snout moved up her skirt, nose brushing against her desperate pussy, licking up all the slick under the green fabric. 

The second he has a taste of her slick; he can’t get enough. His long dexterous tongue is pushing inside her, licking up every ounce of that delicious nectar as possible. 

Izuku was trembling under him, hands fisting the grass, trying to ground herself from the intense pleasure running up her spine and lighting all her nerves on fire. Moaning wantonly, throwing her head back, she cums on his tongue. The werewolf turned his tongue into a straw to slurp every last drop up. 

“Kacchan, please, come here.” Izuku says softly, face flushed, eyes half lidded as she reaches out to him eagerly. 

Her skin was tingly, but in a way she never felt before. It was as if her entire being was reaching out for him, searching. Katsuki was feeling the same, his fur standing straight up, knowing the words the other's were chanting was old magic. It was pulling their souls forward and intertwining them, tying them together for eternity. 

Letting his instincts lead him, he gently guides his mate onto her hands and knees, grooming her as he mounts her, the full moon shining down on them, making Izuku’s skin glow almost ethereally. 

Katsuki guides his monstrous cock into Izuku’s stretched leaking pussy. The greenette moans as he fully sheaths himself inside. Conscious of their pups safe inside her womb, he starts at a slow pace, a growl vibrating in his throat. 

“May the moon goddess bless this pair and the forest let them spend eternity together, filling it with their offspring!” Chiyo calls out, hands in the air, face to the full moon, the other’s echoing their own prayers. 

With a finally deep thrust, his knot pops, he lets out a thundering howl, his pack echoing his call as he leans forward and sinks his teeth into Izuku’s shoulder, at the same time she grabs his wrist and pulls it around, biting him in return. 

Suddenly, the ceremony is complete, and their souls snap together, Izuku and Katsuki crying out in ecstasy, bodies feeling like they were just struck by lightning. They both cum again, feeling the other’s climax through their new link. 

“It is done.” Chiyo says softly, bowing with the rest of the pack, the couple not even hearing them as they instantly begin a second round, both consumed with a burning desire to feel their mate. 

They end up being out there till dawn, unable to get enough of their new bond. The pack leaving, after round 2, unless you’re Hanta and Shoto that have their own sex marathon nearby. Their sounds of pleasure echoing alongside Katsuki’s and Izuku’s.