Monkeys and Misakis

Omega!Yata Misaki x Beta!Fushimi Saruhiko (smut) Oneshot

A/N: I wanted to write it as soon as I thought of it and before you comment, yes I made Saruhiko a beta because his mannerism fits that status more. For real though this is my first time writing explicit smut and I'm now realizing how hard it is (no pun intended), however enjoy. Also thank you for 8K reads ♡
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Fushimi Saruhiko was not an alpha. He could not and never will be able to properly bond with his mate, Yata Misaki, an omega. As much as Saruhiko was pleased with the fact that he presented as a level headed beta, the typical rulers of society, and not an egotistical alpha distracted by painful ruts spurred on by the heats and sweet aromas of an omega, he felt utterly ashamed that he could never stake his claim over Misaki, leaving the ginger haired male forever vulnerable to the lustful greed of all other alphas. No matter how often and vigorously the ravenette scent marked the vanguard, other alphas could pick up fairly quickly that Fushimi was a beta, deeming Yata as an unclaimed omega despite him having a lover. Regardless of the many years the duo has spent coupling, Saruhiko developed a repressed insecurity of how he was an incompetent, insufficient, and inadequate mate.

On the other hand, Misaki was perfectly content being 'bonded' with the blue clansman. In his eyes, having the person he was truly in love with as his mate, regardless of their social status, was all he wanted (and which is what he got). Yata was heavily in love with Saruhiko and knew of his insecurity about not being a supposed 'proper' lover. Many times over Misaki would pepper kisses all over the swordsman face and would try to explain that he didn't care that Saru was a beta but that he was the man he loved and how that was all the crow wanted. With reluctancy, Fushimi would eventually succumb to Yata's sweet and caring words momentarily before he fell back into a depressive state.

Today was one of those days.

It was the eve of Misaki's heat (thus his pre-heat) and Saruhiko tends to get fairly upset around this time. Saruhiko had taken the day off from his duties at Scepter 4 to give his undivided attention to his fever stricken boyfriend. Usually, before the two would retire to their nest to begin their bonding session, Saruhiko would typically provide the ginger with loads of affection on their living room couch, all snuggled up, but today, Saruhiko was only putting half of his heart into it. Misaki knew what that meant.

Getting fed up with Saruhiko's half-hearted actions, Misaki decided to take matters into his own hands and grabbed the taller male by the hand and dragged him to their bedroom where Misaki promptly stood up on his tippy toes to grab Saruhiko by the face and pull him down for a chaste kiss. Once he pulled away, the smaller male, with a cloudy gaze, store into Saruhiko's eyes for a moment before slightly whimpering out an, "I need you Saruhiko, I love you, Please."

Fushimi was starting to get the hint, Misaki just wanted him to join him in his heat despite his beta status so surrendering to Misaki's pleas, the taller boy pushed Yatagarasu down onto the bed and pressed wet, butterfly kisses to every exposed section of skin he could find and grunted out a throaty "Mi~sa~ki~."

Misaki was deep into his heat by now.

The ginger soon became a mewling mess underneath Saruhiko and hot slick started to run down his legs. As if on cue, Saruhiko began to undress the smaller in stature boy and start suckling onto Misaki's sun kissed skin, trailing his tongue down his chest to his sweet buds, giving them a couple of moments of attention. Growing impatient, Misaki pulled at Saruhiko's own clothes as well, throwing them aside and began nibbling at his neck in a meek attempt to stifle his moans and signal Saruhiko to hurry. With a husk groan, Fushimi then grabbed ahold of Misaki's waist to flip him around so his supple ass was facing him.

Taking a moment to revel in Misaki's beauty, Saruhiko proceeded to plunge a singular digit into Yata's entrance resulting in a high pitched moan from the red clansman. After seemingly hours ('Twas just mere minutes), tears began to prick at Misaki's eyes, his heat was getting to be too much. The male wanted more, needed more, he yearned for Saruhiko's everything, he was tired of this tedious foreplay. Noting this, Saruhiko quickly added two more fingers and probed at his lover's ring of muscle for a few minutes longer until he deemed Misaki as ready and pulled all three masses out.

Jerking his own member out with a quiet moan, Fushimi lined himself up at Misaki's entrance before slowly, with care, inching into his lover. The vanguard yelped out in pleasure at the feeling of completion his soulmate penetrating him gave him. The two then began to rock into each other, setting a steady pace of a mixture of rough and gentle thrusts into one another. Paired with the delectable sound of slapping skin and the creaking of their bed was a mantra of each other's names, eventually only cries of either "Saruhiko" or "Misaki" resonated throughout their room. Sensing both of their orgasms soon, Saruhiko roughly bit down on one of Misaki's scent glands, mimicking a bond mark, catalyzing Yata's finish which came with a gratifying howl. Swiftly, the blue released inside of Misaki right after and gently thrusted into the orange haired boy a few more times before slowing into a complete stop, carousing in the after glow until completely pulling out.

After cleaning themselves up, the two laid back down in bed, basking in each other's presence sharing only sweet gazes, loving pecks, and warm nuzzling against each other's skin. They soon however noticed how one or the other seemed to grow more sleepy by each passing moment but before Misaki allowed either one to drift off into dreamland, he pressed a final kiss to Saruhiko's temple and uttered an,

"I love you Saru."

And in response,

"I love you too Misaki."

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Yikes, this was cringy.

Edit: The day is 08/18/18 and as I reread this, it's not as bad as I originally thought.