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Kuroo had a plate in one hand, and a sandwich in the other, chewing seriously. He looked so tense it only made Tsukki feel even more anxious.
Please let this be enough.
It seemed to be, because the reaction was immediate. The exact moment Kei stepped into the kitchen, Kuroo’s head shot up, eyes darkening. Tsukki’s heart raced. It was obvious enough. Alpha’s were wired to notice an omega’s scent. And Kuroo had never smelled Tsukki’s before. So now, finally…
“Tsukki…you—”
“The ones I put on this morning faded,” He said easily, waving his hand, “And I forgot to pack replacements.”
Tsukki felt lightheaded. Somehow Kuroo’s scent felt stronger. Still slightly different. But mostly just strong. And for a moment, Kei nearly whimpered, because everything around him was screaming to submit.
But he wasn’t sure why. Because Kuroo wasn’t doing anything overtly-alpha like. His breaths quickened. Could scent alone seriously have such a large effect on people?
Kei noticed Kuroo swallow, before the alpha put his sandwich down in strained motion, and made his way over to Tsukki. Kei’s heart was practically beating it’s way out of his chest. Surely, now…
“Um…there’s a pharmacy a few blocks down. You could go buy some—”
“It’s fine.” Tsukki said quickly, tugging at his fingers.
Understand it, already.
“I don’t think—”
Tsukki inhaled, trying to smirk to play everything off, inching closer to the alpha. “What? Is my scent that tempting?”
Kuroo made a pained sort of face, and Tsukki felt his everything sink. Maybe his scent wasn’t tempting. Maybe Kuroo preferred him as a beta. Or maybe Kuroo didn’t prefer him at all—
“Kei—”
Tsukki kissed him again, because Kuroo was never like this, was never this hesitant. It couldn’t just be because of Kenma could it? But omegas had a way of wrapping their alphas around their fingers. Maybe that’s what Kenma had done. And maybe it was too late for Tsukki to grab a hold of Kuroo but goddamnit he was going to try.
So he kissed the alpha, slow and hard, using his tongue even though he usually waited until Kuroo drew it out, because he wanted…
He wanted…
Aren’t I better than Kenma?
“Tsukki,” Kuroo was breathless, trying to break the kiss, “Seriously don’t—Tsukki—stop!” The alpha pushed him away, creating space between himself and the omega.
Kuroo swallowed nervously, while Tsukki’s features trembled, feeling as though he’d had the air knocked out of him. Twice now, he'd been pushed away. Twice.
“Do you tell Kenma to stop?” He whispered, only just loud enough to hear.
“What?” Kuroo shook his head, “What the hell are you trying to do?”
Tsukki swallowed. He was not going to cry. Not now.
“Look, you need to go,” Kuroo said, pushing past the omega, picking up Tsukki’s bag for him.
Panic raced through his veins. No. No it couldn’t be. It couldn’t end like this. That’d be too pathetic. It couldn't.
“K-Kuroo-san, I’m—”
Kuroo pressed the bag into the omega’s arms. “I’m about to start my rut.”
Tsukki froze.
Rut.
Kuroo-san was about to start his rut.
He thought he might faint. Tsukki squeezed his small sack of luggage, heart pounding against his chest, coming to sudden realization, shaking and still willing his tears to not fall. “Is that what you…” He trembled, scanning the alpha’s face, finding nothing but cold, carved features. And suddenly, Tsukishima felt scared. “Does Kenma help you with your ruts?” He wasn’t sure if he’d actually said it or not, blood roaring in his ears, so much so that he didn’t hear Kuroo reply.
But that was because Kuroo didn’t reply. He just stood there, hovering over the omega ominously, teeth slightly bared. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Kei felt a sudden rush of adrenaline, squeezing his bag all the tighter. His head felt muddled and clear all at the same time. “I saw you. You were scent marking him—”
“Kei, fuck! You know Kenma and I are like brothers! That’s completely platonic!” He yelled before taking a step back, and running a hand through his hair, as though he were trying to calm himself down. The alpha scoffed, laughing in a scary way, “Geez what the hell. I’m so pissed all of a sudden.”
Tsukishima twitched, nearly dropping his bag. He swallowed nervously. “Kuroo-san—”
“What do you take me for? I’d never do that to you! I know you’ve never believed in us from the beginning but fuck Kei. I’m trying here. I’m really happy you came but I mean shit, you never do stuff like this! I wasn’t expecting…and your patches—ruts aren’t exactly my shining moment! I don’t have that kind of self control!”
Tsukishima swallowed, relief and anxiety washing over him in alternating waves, and he did’t know which one was winning. It was a misunderstanding. He wasn’t being abandoned. He wasn’t, right? If that was true then why did Kuroo look so angry? He was yelling. Was saying how Kei didn't believe in them but that wasn't true, not anymore. Kei had to tell him that, had to say something. He had to…
He stuttered, “I’m s—I thought—”
“Stop assuming the worst! I hate that about you!”
Maybe it was because he didn’t have his patches. Or maybe it was because Kuroo was yelling, which was something Kei had never heard from the alpha before. Or maybe it was because Kuroo had said hate and you in the same sentence. But whatever it was, Tsukishima’s cheeks became lined with tears before he even had a chance to say otherwise.
There were a few things that were capable of stopping any alpha dead in their tracks. One was an omega in heat, which triggered their need to mate and claim, and the other was an omega in distress, which ignited their instinct to protect.
With Tsukki crying, and no barrier of patches to mask his true scent, Kuroo was only all too aware.
“Kei!”
Immediately the omega was cradled in the alpha’s arms, the alpha giving soft hushes and soothing words, guiding the omega towards the couch to sit down. “Hey, it’s ok. Tsukki, hey, look at me. You’re ok.” Kuroo was rubbing his thumbs into Tsukki’s cheeks, his voice calm and even and everything Kei needed.
“I’m sorry.” Tsukki blurted, unable to recognize his own voice. Torn and strained, as though he’d been running for a long time.
“No, hey, I shouldn’t have said that. My temper gets real bad with my—and you don’t have your—you’re fine. I’ve got you.”
Tsukki cried quietly into the alpha’s neck, clutching at the fabric of his shirt as though Kuroo might disappear. “I’m sorry,” he whispered again.
Kuroo nuzzled the omega softly, releasing calming purrs. “You don’t have to be. It’s my fault.” He whispered back.
“I thought…I-I lied. I have other patches, I can…I know I’m not anything an omega’s supposed to be—”
“Come on, you know none of that’s true—”
“Please don’t throw me away.” Kei shook, swallowing thickly, cursing his glasses because they were in the way, and with him crying like this he was blind regardless—
The world rushed past him, Tsukki’s head meeting the couch cushions. Kuroo looked down at him, grim and black and true to his name.
“Don’t ever fucking say that again.”
The alpha was…growling.
Tsukishima’s eyes widened, his heart pounding out of his chest, and for a moment he thought the alpha might bite him. But he didn’t. Instead, Kuroo let his forehead drop onto the omega’s, whispering softly. “Please have some faith in us.”
Kei nodded, because he didn’t know what else to do. But he wasn't able to do anything anyway, because his mind began to muddle at the feel of Kuroo sniffing and nuzzling against the omega’s scent glands. “You smell amazing.” He murmured. Tsukki let out a half whimper, the feeling far more intense than he’d ever imagined it to be. A low whine slipped from the alpha, before he peeled himself away. Kuroo sat up on the couch, head in his hands. “You need to go.”
Tsukishima didn’t want to go. Even if Kuroo was about to…Kei wanted to be there. He wanted to be there for his alpha. So he cleared his throat, subtly avoiding the alpha’s orders. “Is that why your parents aren’t home? Because of your rut?”
Kuroo looked at him, before turning his head away. “Look I’m not…ruts are really rough for me. I’m not sure when it’ll start and…with you here—with that scent…I don’t want to do anything I’ll regret.”
Kei nodded softly, tugging at his fingers. “It’s fine,” he murmured, “If it’s you…”
“Don’t freaking say things you don’t mean!” Kuroo barked again, “You have no fucking clue what the hell an alpha in rut is like. What I’m like. What if I claimed you? I’m telling you to get out—”
“I do know.”
“What?”
Tsukki inhaled, his chest swelling. Yes, the alpha was barking at him, but he could hear the strain in his voice, could see the pain in his eyes. And Kei knew Kuroo didn’t want to pass the lines Kei had spent all these months reinforcing. But Kuroo should’ve known by now. When it came to him, Tsukki was prone to exceptions. The omega took another deep breath, trying to keep his voice even. “I know what an alpha in rut is like.”
Kuroo’s eyes flashed from sympathy to rage and he stood up, yanking at the front of Tsukki’s shirt, pulling him to his chest. “You’re playing with fire here, Omega.”
Tsukki felt his pulse spike, looking into those sharp eyes that had gone completely black, but he hardly had the chance to, with the way Kuroo pushed him into the wall.
Well, it wasn’t a push, exactly. Tsukki was swung into the wall, and it was sort of exhilarating, the way the alpha had succeeded the motion with someone of Tsukki’s size, just from the front of Kei’s shirt, until Tsukki’s back meet the wall in a heavy thud. The omega spoke quickly, hearing his blood rush in his ears as he tried to explain himself. “I’m not—”
Kuroo slammed his fist against the wall, right by Tsukki’s ear, making him jump. “You’re seriously trying to tell me you’ve had an alpha other than me? Right when I’m about—”
“I’ve never been with an alpha.” Kei said quickly, trying to fix it, slightly ashamed at how happy the alpha’s possessive jealousy was making him. He stuttered over his words, speaking far too fast. “But when I first presented, my family and I took a trip to Tokyo. It was before I had patches, and after going off on my own I was almost raped by an alpha in rut.”
Kuroo’s grip loosened, his expression softening, as though memory were filling his features. “Tsukki—”
“If it weren’t for you,” Tsukki whispered, “I probably would have been.” He swallowed, glancing quickly at Kuroo and then looking down at his fingers, suddenly deeply embarrassed. “So, yes, I know what alphas are capable of. But I also know what you’re capable of, Kuroo-san.”
The alpha embraced him, his lips right on the omega’s ear. “Christ, Tsukki. Drop the ‘san’ already.”
Kei nodded softly at that, exhaling for the first time in what felt like forever because finally, finally Kuroo sounded like himself again.
“Was that really you?” The alpha whispered, refusing to let go.
“Mm.”
“That omega was shorter though. Flatter hair. Aki…something…”
Tsukishima smiled, feeling ridiculously warm.
“Akiteru,” he provided, “That was my brother.”
“Oh.” Kuroo mumbled, adding somewhat regretfully, “I didn’t know you had a brother.”
And Kei smiled again. Because Kuroo was always saying he wanted to know everything about Tsukishima. And he could hear the pout in the alpha’s voice, could tell he was bothered by discovering this crucial piece of information so late. And that made Kei ridiculously happy, his heart beating in jittery ba-bumps, practically racing out of control because his scent glands were so incredibly sensitive after being covered up for so long, and the feel of Kuroo’s nose rubbing on them set his skin on fire.
But then Kuroo grabbed him suddenly, inhaling sharply at his scent glands, and squeezing him hard. They stayed like that for a while, until Kuroo’s shoulders fell, as though he’d been defeated. Tsukishima hesitated, lighting rubbing his hand up the alpha’s back. “Kuroo?”
“I can’t…I might hurt you…”
“I’m stronger than I look.” Tsukki whispered.
Kuroo pulled away, but only just enough so that he could face the omega, smiling sadly, “You don’t know what you’re getting into.”
Tsukishima swallowed, his heart doing that pounding thing again, where it flopped slightly, from the way Kuroo looked at him. “It’s fine.” He mumbled.
Kuroo sighed, breaking away from Tsukki, taking his hand and squeezing it, leading him towards his bedroom. “You don’t have to do this for me.” But Kei didn't exactly believe him, because they were heading towards his bedroom.
“I’m telling you I want to.” Kei said, starting to get irritated.
“I’m not going to be able to stop.”
“I’m aware.”
“Tsukki?”
“Yes.”
His face was strained. “I’m telling you I can’t be gentle, if it’s like this.”
“Kuroo—”
“Kei.”
Tsukki had to look at him, because he’d never heard his name sound like that before.
“I wanted to be gentle.”
And Tsukki could only blink, because if he dared breathe he thought he might start crying all over again.
“M-Maybe,” Kuroo offered, sitting on his bed and running a hand through his hair, “With your patches—it’s just that with your real scent…I’m shaking so much I could die.”
Tsukishima laughed. Because there was nothing else to do really, short of crying, which he absolutely refused to do. Relief washed over him, finally, a rushed beating to his heart he wasn’t opposed to. “I’m glad.” He said, rather shyly, though he didn’t want to be.
“What?”
“I’m glad…you like my scent.” Tsukki elaborated, feeling his face grow hot, so he looked away. Kuroo wet his lips, making them shine against the light. “Can I?” He said, glancing down at Tsukki’s neck before meeting his eyes.
It was only now that Tsukki’s heart skipped a beat in nervousness—or maybe it was anticipation, he wasn’t sure— before giving a hesitant nod, granting the alpha permission. Kuroo leaned in, nuzzling as he had before, shivers running down Tsukki’s spine the way they had before, and without fully realizing, Kei began to purr from the feel of it all, the alpha’s nose and cheeks finally—
Kuroo wrapped his arms around the omega, releasing low purrs of his own, as though he were encouraging Tsukki to keep going. And if that’s what the alpha wanted then Kei would purr forever, because he—
But then Kuroo stopped purring. Kissed him. Pressed his lips to the tender flesh he’d been forbidden from for so long. And though it sent a jolt through the omega, all the way down to his toes, it would have been fine, probably, if the alpha hadn’t started licking.
Kei whimpered, throwing a hand over his mouth as if it would somehow stop the dizzying sensation. “Kuroo…”
“Your scent gets stronger…when I do this…” The alpha moaned, and Tsukki thought he might faint, because it was such a gruff sound, so deep and rough and Kuroo, and with the way he kept spoiling his scent glands Tsukki was worried he might just—
He was pushed down again, for what felt like the millionth time that day, Kuroo’s bangs hanging over his face when he leaned down to kiss the omega on the lips, Tsukki wrapping his arms around the alpha’s neck.
“…mine…too…” He breathed between kisses.
Tsukki let out a peep of a questioning sound, looking at Kuroo with glazed, caramel eyes.
“You like mine too, don’t you?”
The omega’s eyes widened, blushing deeply as he nodded, pulling Kuroo closer, nuzzling against his scent glands.
Tsukishima could get addicted to this. This reassuring warmth, the way he relaxed so easily in the alpha’s arms, these sweet kisses, this scent…
Kuroo pecked Tsukki’s lips, his own strained in a very thin line. “I-I’ll try,” he cleared his throat, “My head’s already foggy…”
“It’s fine.” Tsukki said, again.
“I’m sorry.”
Tsukishima grabbed his alpha by the cheeks, forcing him to meet his eyes. “Kuroo-san. Stop acting like I’m doing you a favor. I want this. That’s why I…” His voice trailed off, Kei suddenly losing his nerve.
“Tsukki?”
“Well I’m here aren’t I?” He snapped, “Do I have to spell it out?” He wasn’t sure where the sudden anger had come from. Maybe it was just reflex to be snarky.
Kuroo crashed his lips onto Kei’s again, moaning loud. “Fuck you’re so sexy when you’re angry.” He kissed him again, dragging his tongue down Tsukki’s neck, and biting at his scent glands.
And Tsukishima screamed.
That was…good. So fucking scary but so good and oh lord, Tsukki thought, do that again…
He didn’t have to ask, because Kuroo did just that, telling Kei to scream again, and Kei didn’t have to be told twice because with that sort of feeling that was the only thing he could do, short of cumming—
Wait, shit. He couldn’t cum this early into it.
“K-Kuroo-san, K-Kuroo-san s-stop—”
“Didn’t I tell you,” the alpha’s voice was a low rumble, deep and vibrating as he licked the omega’s glands, “To drop the san.”
His voice was scary. But Tsukki could only shiver, slick sliding between his legs. Because as dangerous a voice like that was, it was delicious.
Kuroo took off his shirt, Tsukki granted a hell of a view—the alpha’s abs and muscles stretching as he pulled the shirt over his head, his hair slightly ruffled. And suddenly things became very real. Because the slick became very much apparent, just now, pooling in his boxer briefs and oh god even Tsukki could smell himself now, which meant that Kuroo definitely—
Shaking hands reached up to his face, ready to take of his glasses.
“Don’t.”
He stopped immediately.
“They’ll get in the way—” He tried.
“I want you to look at me properly.”
Another rush of slick filled Tsukki with a want he wasn’t used to. And for a moment he wondered if Kuroo’s rut had somehow initiated his own heat, because he never felt it this much. He swallowed, fingers still on his glasses. “I…I can see…if it’s close…”
He didn’t have to say much more, Kuroo yanking at the glasses and tossing them onto the nightstand, hovering right over Tsukki’s face as his hand slid under the omega’s shirt. “Then,” he breathed, pressing his hips against Tsukki’s, “We’ll stay just like this.”
“K-Kuroo—”
They kissed. Oh how they kissed, with their teeth bumping and biting, their nails digging into flesh and their tongues licking and begging for more. Their legs tangled, Kuroo providing a bit of friction between them, the alpha groaning every time he did so.
Tsukishima was melting. Didn’t care. Wanted to melt, wanted to—
“Kei.”
His heart stopped. Because again, he’d never heard his name sound like that. But it was different this time. Desperate. Needing. As if Kuroo was—
The alpha tugged at Kei’s lip, letting out a frustrated breath, his eyes sharp as he looked at the omega.
“I can’t hold back anymore.”
Kei wasn’t exactly given the chance to protest. In a matter of moments, his shirt was basically ripped off, thrown and cast aside, soon to be joined by the pairs remaining clothing.
Of all of Tsukki’s fantasies, and all his twisted lewd desires, none of them could compare. None came close. There wasn’t anything that could compete with Kuroo’s heat, with his soft lips, the incredible spark that happened when their flesh touched, the electric jolts that raced down Tsukki’s spine from wherever Kuroo happened to touch next.
It was everything. Those calloused hands on his hips, his greedy tongue on his chest, those low growls that just screamed dominance, that had Kei obedient and open, scent glands made completely available to the alpha in total submission.
And Kei loved all of it.
“Kuroo—”
“Shh.” The alpha hissed sharply, working his way down the omega’s chest. Though he was now dangerously close to the edge of his—
Kei gasped, the sudden cold between his legs immediately compensated by Kuroo’s mouth.
And the last piece of clothing joined the floor.
“Kuroo! D-Don’t!”
Either there was too much blood rushing in the alpha’s ears for him to listen, or he didn’t care, because he continued to bob his head up and down, sucking and stroking with his tongue, Tsukki entering absolute bliss. He was flushed and panting, knuckles white from gripping at Kuroo’s hair, heart beating frighteningly fast, because at this rate—
Kuroo released him with a sloshy pop, going back to give a solid lick from base to tip, as though he couldn’t get enough of the taste. The alpha cursed under his breath, taking a hold of Tsukki’s thighs and hoisting him up, blind to Kei’s protests, licking up the sweet slick Kei kept dripping.
And it was amazing. Beyond anything he could ever imagine and—he wasn’t imagining it, was he? Because this was so unlike Kuroo. This dark, demanding side to him that was nothing like the apolegetic alpha he’d come to know. But that suited Kei just fine. Because right now, he was a far cry from the cold, harsh beta he always pretended to be.
And oh god oh god, Kuroo wasn’t even touching his front, wasn’t even pressing his tongue all that hard, was just lapping like a dog but fuck, just a little more and Kei knew he’d give—
The alpha pulled away, smacking his lips in complete satisfaction, Kei trembling because no no why would he stop—
Kuroo grabbed him by the chin, tilting his head up sharply.
“I want you to cum when I enter you.”
Slick gushed from the omega, Tsukki small and trembling and whimpering because yes he most certainly would do that for his alpha. In fact he wanted to, and if Kuroo kept ordering him around like this then—
“Can you do that for me? Kei?”
Tremors raked his body, his mouth open but unable to reply, so a trembling nod was all he could manage, but he hadn’t even fully managed that before the alpha spread his legs again, rubbing his cock against the omega’s.
And Tsukki moaned. That’s all he seemed capable of.
“So good,” Kuroo panted, was cut off by a whine, before he pressed himself against Tsukki’s throbbing hole, “Fuck.” He rubbed a bit, eliciting pained pleas from Kei, urging the alpha to please hurry.
Kuroo brought his hand onto Tsukki’s cheek, rubbing his thumb over Kei’s lip. “Remember. Right when I enter you.”
And for a moment, Tsukki forgot what he meant, because it was so much heat and it was all so thick and he nearly thought he’d gone blind, the way his eyes rolled back and his mouth parted in a quiet gasp.
They were finally one.
Kuroo groaned, clenching at the sheets by Kei’s ears. “Fuck, you’re amazing.” He pecked the omega’s cheek, shifting slightly inside him. “But you didn’t cum, did you?”
Tsukki blushed as Kuroo spoke, and so he kissed him, because he couldn’t bear to look at those accusatory eyes. “S-Sorry, Alpha…” His words trembled on his lips, and when he gained enough bravery to look at Kuroo, he instantly regretted it. Because that sort of expression…that was the one that made Kei lose all sense of reason.
Kuroo chuckled, brushing his knuckles ever so sweetly against Kei’s cheek. “Was it not enough? Should I have teased you more? My little omega.”
And that was enough. Oh gods it was more than enough, because Kuroo was pulsing inside him, and Tsukki wasn’t small, but the way Kuroo said that made him feel small, made him feel like a real omega, like he was—
Kuroo nibbled at his scent glands, and Kei came again, whining this time, biting at Kuroo’s shoulder because his voice was so loud, it was so embarrassing and yet he couldn’t help himself because this was better than anything he’d ever had ever.
And he wasn’t even in heat.
How would it feel when he went into heat?
He wasn’t given the chance to think, because Kuroo pumped into him again, over and over and over, called him his little omega again, was saying you feel good don’t you? And Kei wanted to reply, he wanted to, but the only thing he managed were small sobs because gods how could something be this fucking good—but it didn’t matter, it didn’t matter because Kuroo replied for him, and Tsukki’s entire body shuddered, while he tried to protest to the sound of the alpha's voice because Kuroo should not ever be allowed to talk during sex, not when his voice dropped like that, not when he was saying those things that made Kei’s head spin.
And he just kept going. An alpha’s stamina was one thing, but with his rut Kei was starting to wonder if all of those dirty jokes about alphas were actually true—
“Tsukki, I’m sorry,” Kuroo pulled out suddenly, and Kei whined, the sudden loss of feeling almost too cruel. But then he was yanked by the arm, flipped over with his head pressed into the mattress, “Bear with it,” Kuroo groaned, sliding back in, “Just a little…”
Kei wasn’t sure how to explain that he would bear with it for the rest of forever if it meant being pinned down like this. Because that was all he’d ever wanted. To be taken, to be owned, to—
His sharp scream was muffled by the sheets, Kuroo hitting hard and deep into the omega’s core, Kei’s vision starting to blur from the pleasure. “There! There!”
Kuroo’s moans alone were almost enough to make the omega cum again. “Right there? Nngg…yeah,” he panted, “Alpha feels good there too.”
Tsukki shivered, beyond the point of arousal. He was making Kuroo feel good. He was being used for his alpha’s pleasure. He was Kuroo’s little omega, and it was damn right going to stay that way.
“K-Kuroo, I’m—”
The alpha thrust in harshly, and Kei nearly broke, creaming and coating and squeezing around the alpha, clenching and trying to drain Kuroo for all he was worth, his own seed spilling over the sheets and onto his stomach.
“Keep going,” Kuroo urged, squeezing Kei’s hips, running a finger down the omega’s spine, “Keep cumming.” The alpha gasped, tossing his head back, not once stopping his thrusts, “Fuck you feel so good, Kei. So fucking good.”
And Kei didn’t have the chance to even breathe, before he was pulled up by his hair, the alpha wrapping one hand around his torso and the other around Kei’s neck.
“I’ll be…next time…but I…” He growled, pressing his chest flush against Tsukki’s back, quickening his pace, “Fuck.”
The omega gasped. Because that was most definitely Kuroo’s knot brushing up against his rim. And it hurt but it didn’t because mostly, more than anything else—
Tsukki held onto the arm that gripped at his stomach, using it as if it were his only means of support because with the way his legs were shaking, he just knew they’d give, and Kuroo’s large hand at his throat was such a rush, even if the alpha wasn’t squeezing, but Tsukki could feel his own pulse against the alpha’s palm, and it made him deliciously dizzy, this swirling ecstasy that was named Tetsurou.
He was close again. He could feel it. Knew Kuroo could feel it. Could tell by the way the alpha had tightened his grip, was licking the shell of his ear and making goosebumps run down Kei’s skin.
“That’s good, little omega. Cum for your alpha. Come on, right on my cock, you feel me don’t you? I want to feel you too…”
And it all happened at once, Tsukishima breaking, Kuroo’s knot ramming into his rim, both alpha and omega crying out, neither one of them strong enough and so both of them collapsing, Tsukki falling into the pillows face-first and Kuroo toppling on top of him, biting hard at Kei’s shoulder, the alpha’s seed filling Kei up with a heat he wanted more and more of.
They stayed, just like that, the two of them panting, Kuroo reaching up to wrap his fingers around Kei’s, nibbling his ear and groaning softly each time more seed spilled into the trembling omega. The alpha licked Kei’s shoulder in silent apology.
“Was it too much?” Kuroo said finally, once his knot began to go down. It was soft, quiet, much like the Kuroo-san Tsukki was familiar with.
“No, it was…” Kei flushed, hopelessly embarrassed now that the heat of the moment was over. “It’s…I don’t really mind…that sort of thing…”
Kuroo grew excited, and Tsukki felt the alpha twitch inside him. “Moonshine! Are you saying we’re sexually compatible!?”
Tsukki cringed, squeezing the alpha’s hand. “Don’t say it like that. That makes it sound weird.”
Kuroo nuzzled his lover—his lover— and started to purr. “Next time,” He squeezed the omega, "We'll go slow."
Kei felt his lips trembling, threatening to form a smile. Were people allowed to be this stupidly happy?
Kuroo continued to nuzzle, kissing the back of Kei's neck. “Promise you won’t jump to conclusions again.”
“Promise you won’t lie again.” Kei said, a bit more harshly than he’d intended.
Kuroo buried himself in Tsukki’s neck. “I’m sorry. But my ruts…I mean it’s not really like me, you know? All aggressive like that…”
“So you get to know everything about me, but not the other way around?”
Kuroo blinked. Couldn’t get his heart to stop skipping beats. Because Tsukki’s ears were tinted pink, which meant his whole face was probably deep crimson by now. And really what that meant was, Tsukki felt the same way he did. And that was…
He hugged him tightly, murmuring into his skin.
Tsukki’s heart stopped. Because those murmurs sounded and awful lot like I love you but god fucking damn it all to hell he was done with crying.
“Oh god!”
Kuroo sat up suddenly, forgetting they were still attached, and fell back down onto the omega. Tsukki yelped in the sudden movement, which was somewhat painful, considering—
“Fuck! We have to—I mean not now but— we didn’t use a condom—we gotta—!”
“Kuroo.” The alpha seriously needed to stop moving.
“I’m sorry I didn’t—”
“Kuroo.”
“We can’t have a kid now! I mean not that I don’t want kids but what are we gonna do if—”
“Kuroo.” Christ, this seriously hurt while hosting a knot, “All omegas under eighteen are required to take birth control. Now please stop moving.”
The alpha blinked, realization washing over his features. “Oh shit. That’s right.”
Tsukki reached over, smacking the alpha with the pillow. “Idiot.”
“Sorry I,” Kuroo laughed, nuzzling into Tsukki again, “I forgot. Well I guess you’d call that a nice block—”
“No. Volleyball puns are forbidden.”
Kuroo pouted. “What about animal puns? You like those.”
“No.”
“Aww, but I know you do—”
“No.”
“Tsukki~”
“Tetsurou.”
The alpha stopped. Because that was the first time Kei had ever called him by his given name. And for Kei, that might as well have been a murmured I love you.
His face hopelessly red, Kuroo pressed his face against Tsukki’s back. “Fine. You win.”
“I’m hungry.” Tsukki said plainly, trying to push the subject right along. Which only made Kuroo smile more.
“There’s food in the fridge. It’ll be a bit before I start up again.”
Kei nodded, rubbing his thumb over Kuroo’s absentmindedly. “Oh yeah. I brought popcorn.”
Kuroo’s ears perked up. “Popcorn?”
Kei groaned, Kuroo’s knot having finally gone down enough for them to pull away. The omega turned around, facing the alpha and nuzzling into his chest. “We could watch a movie…or something…”
Kuroo’s heart swelled, but he bit his lip, rubbing Kei's back. “I’m not sure I can hold out that long…”
Tsukki looked up, pecking the alpha on the lips, “For as long as you can, then.”
Kuroo swallowed. “We should get you cleaned up—”
Tsukki shook his head, “I can do it—”
“Tsukki,” Kuroo held him tight, kissing his cheeks and resting his chin on his head, “Let an alpha take care of his omega.”
Tsukki was glad for the fact that his face was up against the alpha’s chest, because that way he couldn’t see the very apparent blush that had risen to his cheeks. And, if it was like this, then Kuroo also couldn’t see the dumb smile he couldn’t seem to get rid of.
If it were anyone else, Kei wouldn't have given in. Would have said he could shower on his own, thank you very much, and would have left the bed that instant. But it wasn't anyone else. It was Kuroo. So instead, Tsukki nodded shyly, and let out a softly whispered ok.