My Queen

CH. 11 *SMUT*

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(Also, long~ chapter ahead. Ladies and germs, get yourself some piping hot tea ... 💚🧡)

Katsuki beat his door endlessly trying to break it and force it open. He punched it, kicked it, threw furniture, used the iron sticks from the fireplace, anything to pry the door open. The guards somehow managed to enter his room while he was gone and boarded his windows and door with multiple steel bars; not to mention that they locked the door as well, blocking his access to the handles and locks from the inside. When it was time for dinner, the guards had brought the prince his plate, the banging on the other end ceasing. Presuming that the prince wanted the meal, they opened the door. Katsuki immediately climbed the steel bars and bolted out of his room. He almost made it out of the hallway were it not for the dozens of guards that guarded and stopped him from leaving.

It was already time for him to go to sleep, the full moon fully risen as the stars were nowhere to be seen, clouds filling the night sky. His hands were bloody and bruised from trying to break down the door, body weak from the training he did in the morning. He weakly banged his fists against the door, his muscles giving up on him as he kneeled in front of the door.

"Kirishima ... open the god damn door already...", Katsuki said, voice coarse as his throat was completely dry.

When he was tossed into his room, Kirishima and Iida guarded the prince's door the entire time. Kastuki would get a response from time to time, but never a response he wanted to hear. When they threw him in his room, they had a sorrowful face: as if they wanted to express their frustration and sorrow for the prince.

"Kacchan?", a voice said on the opposite side of the door.

Katsuki's head shot up, instantly recognizing the sweet voice.

"Deku? Deku is that you!?", Katsuki asked as he stood up.

"Kacchan! I'm so glad I remembered where your room was!", Izuku said happily.

"Stand back Deku, I'm gonna break down this fucking door!", Katsuko yelled out.

"Wait, Kacchan! I have the key!", Izuku said.

Katsuki was confused by the statement, even more so when he heard the lock coming undone. Then, in walked Izuku; in all his dorky clothing along with his earring, smelling like nothing but the alpha and his obnoxious, beautiful smile.

Izuku closed the door behind him, turning around to see a nearly destroyed room. There were papers everywhere, broken chairs, broken iron sticks, but most of all, the alpha's scent was thick. The extremely dense smell of caramel filled the air. Were it not for Katsuki scenting him, Izuku probably would have fallen to his knees, turning completely submissive to the alpha before him.

Katsuki hastily grabbed the omega by the wrists and dragged him into an extremely tight embrace; so tight he thought his veins were going to burst by the sheer force.

"Kacchan, you're so sweaty~", Izuku giggled.

"I'm so sorry Izuku! I had no idea what my mother had done to you and your mom!", Katsuki said through gritted teeth as he buried his nose against Izuku's scent gland, deeply inhaling the omega's vanilla scent.

"It's not your fault Kacchan", Izuku said as he held onto the prince, not minding the sweat that was sticking to him as he released his pheromones to help calm the enraged prince.

"Yes it is! If I were a regular person like you, we could be together no problem. But because I was born a prince with a demon for a mother, it's only caused you nothing but pain", Katsuki said. Izuku didn't reply to the prince's remark; he just stayed in his sweaty embrace.