bnha x male reader •the hidden omega•

4 •M

The activity wasn't very guessable. It was more; 'Aizawa takes a break, leaves his students locked in the room, and allows them to do nothing but spin the bottle— and seven minutes in heaven.' and yes, very responsible.

(M/n) smirked, proud of his teacher. He was really the first person to break the surprised silence. "Alright, let's do this." (M/n) pulled a beer bottle from his backpack—

"So you just carry fucking— beer bottle in your bag?"

(M/n) shrugged, popped open the top and chugged it. "Yeah." He flipped the top to Momo. Everyone helped moved all the desk to the back, leaving room for a big circle.

The straight faced male laid the bottle in the center, "Anyone wanna go first?" Midoriya wasn't to ecstatic. "I-I'll go...." (M/n) kept a stoic look. "Then go."

Midoriya spun the bottle...

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(M/n) growled, biting his teeth together. He was clearly pissed.

Bakugou snickered. "What are you laughing at fuck face?" (M/n), was definitely pissed. Midoriya stuttered with a blush, waving his hands in front of him as fast as he could.

"Y-you.. don't HAVE t-to-to do it—" (M/n) glared at everybody laughing. "Shut up. C'mon."

He dragged Midoriya to the closet. (you may be asking, i didn't know they had a closet. my response^^ "they don't ;))")

The shut the door. "Lock it fuckers." He heard feet and the sound of the door knob.

(M/n) looked at Midoriya, easily standing above him. "Listen, i'm not stealing any of your first—" Midoriya smiled. "No— but i'll be taking some of yours."

(M/n) was slammed against the wall. He groaned, "ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᴴᵁᴿᵀ" Midoriya yanked off the others black leather jacket. He basically ripped the white muscle shirt off. (M/n)s omega was extremely aroused, and he couldn't help but feel week at the knees, he leaned against his green haired friend, panting, as he sucked and bit on his neck searching for a certain spot. Midoriya hauled him up, feeling the omegas shaking body become weak. (M/n)s legs wrapped around Midoriyas waist. Once Midoriya found the spot he was looking for, (M/n) let out a high pitched whimper. Heat wasn't until next week, and Midoriya already had him feeling this way.

A holler from outside announced. "Six more minutes!"

Midoriya abused that area under (M/n)s sharp jawline. You see, this was very different for (M/n). He was 5'9 (before you complain, it's for the story), Midoriya was 5'5.

Midoriya let one of (M/n)s legs go, just so he had access to be able to grind against the taller omega. (M/n) shot a hand towards his trembling lips. Midoriya harshly grabbed both his wrist with one hand, forcing them above his head. He leaned, "Mine." He bit down above (M/n)s collar bone, marking him so others alphas knew. (M/n)s gasps and whimpers could be heard. And no Alpha in that room liked hearing Midoriya having their crush all to himself. Midoriya pinched the others nipples.

"B-Bastard.." (M/n) was a blushing mess, he hated being dominated, after all; he was stronger than Midoriya. But in this case, he couldn't even get his wrist out of ONE of Midoriyas hands. Midoriya smirked, licking the blood from where his teeth had been.

"Five minutes!"

"We are not going to be able to go too far today. But.. just enjoy."