SKK , alpha! Dazai , omega! Chuuya , omegaverse , kemonomimi , smut
warning : nsfw , implied mpreg , knotting , dubcon
The orange hues of sunset flooded in through the thin curtains by the window. A slender brown-haired man laid in bed, half asleep, awaiting something. Someone. Dazai’s phone rang, and he reached for it across the mattress with a knowing hum. Of course it was Atsushi. He was the only person who called him, often just to catch up ever since he’d started taking more days off. But it wasn’t. The brunette blinked in surprise at the name on his screen while the device vibrated in his palm.
He swiftly sat up, putting the speaker to his ear. “Chuuya?”
A harsh breath nearly interrupted his single word. “You need to come here right now,” a shaky voice hissed. Chuuya was currently infiltrating a party hosted by an enemy organization. He’d let Dazai know beforehand, of course. He always tended to do that. He was practically his mate, after all.
Dazai froze, hand tightening around the phone. “Give me the address.”
“My heat, Dazai. It started. They’re going to smell it. I need help,” he rasped. He’d never sounded so terrified, nor had he ever asked for help like that before. They’d been living together in a city apartment for about a year, on and off with their relationship. But everyone knew Chuuya was his, even if Chuuya didn’t necessarily want to believe it.
Osamu was already dressed in a suit and about to leave when he heard another pained noise over the speaker and the address number whimpered out of his mouth. Dazai’s knuckles whitened around the phone. “You need to try and mask it, Chuuya. Just stay there. Relax.”
Dazai did his best not to barge in, giving the man at the door a soft smile and greeting a few others as he stepped inside. He didn’t know this place at all. It was filled with dangerous, unpredictable people. The brunette stepped through the crowd, not appearing as though he was rushing at all but going as fast as he possibly could without causing a scene.
“Do you smell that? It’s sweet,” he overheard a man say to another.
“Smells like sex,” the other replied, low and desperate.
Osamu gritted his teeth. Normally, he wouldn’t care to involve himself in any of this, but when Chuuya’s safety was in question, it was his responsibility to care.
Dazai located the bathroom by merely following the scent of his omega; it was so familiar and deliciously pleasant. He’d never miss it, even in a crowd this large. He ran to the stall in the corner that the man had clearly locked himself in and pried it open without hesitation. “Chuuya,” he breathed in relief.
The redhead was wobbling on his feet. He leaned against the wall, grasping his lower stomach with his suit unbuttoned halfway. He was flushed and panting, burying his face in his elbow. “I’m fine,” he grumbled, “just get me the fuck out of here.”
Dazai scooped him into his arms with zero effort, having to work on controlling himself as well once his face got close to the other’s scent gland…in the end, he was an alpha too. More so, he was absolutely attached to Chuuya, emotionally and physically. There was never a time they weren’t together or at least within reach of each other, unless it was a case like this. Chuuya had gotten lucky this time around.
“How the hell are we going to leave like this?” Chuuya demanded.
“There’s already alphas that are looking for you here. It doesn’t matter. We just need to leave.”
Dazai stalked down an unpopulated hallway, searching in focused silence for an exit. It wasn’t long before one of the alphas traced Chuuya’s pheromones. Dazai could smell his musky scent immediately upon his arrival. He scrunched his nose, screwing up his expression. “There’s an alpha approaching us,” he muttered. Chuuya looked up at him with wide eyes from where he was sprawled in his arms, jolting at the sound of someone else’s voice a few feet away.
“No need to be selfish. We can share, can’t we?” He purred.
Dazai pulled out his gun, sneering. “You have a lot of nerve suggesting such a thing.”
The man backed up. His eyes, glinted with lust, were glued on Chuuya. Osamu cocked the gun, grabbing his attention. “I’m warning you. Leave now, and we’ll both be on our way,” he told him, baring his fangs. He was getting antsy. They didn’t have time for this. Chuuya was getting worse, he could sense it. And those pheromones…they flooded his nose like the most intoxicating drug, dizzying him. Chuuya hadn’t gone through a heat like this in a long while, but he’d forgotten his medication this time. Neither of them were used to this, and it was weakening them greatly. Dazai shook it off. He’d worry about that once they were home.
Even Dazai startled a bit. Chuuya had pulled out his own gun and shakily shot the alpha in the leg. Before they could see the aftermath, Dazai was out of there. The scream rang through the halls, gaining most of the partygoers’ attention, but luckily for the two, there was an exit down the hall, just past the stupid prick that wanted to take Chuuya from him.
He sat Chuuya in his car and floored it down the dimly-lit road.
“I’m sorry I stalled. I didn’t want to draw attention,” Osamu murmured, hands gripping the steering wheel, “how do you feel?”
“It’s…hngh…it’s okay. I feel fine.”
He looked over. Chuuya looked terrible, his pointy ears pinned back and his face red. He pitied him so much, but he knew the other wouldn’t like it if he expressed it. “We’re almost home.”
Dazai was quicker than ever once they stopped in the driveway. He carried Chuuya bridal-style once again, throwing the door open with his elbow and not bothering to lock it until his omega was comfortable. He laid him in their bed, pulling his wrinkled formal clothes off for him and folding them. “I’ll get you some water and medicine. Stay there.”
Chuuya grabbed onto Dazai’s suit, tugging him back. “Can I have your clothes?” He nearly whined out.
Osamu blinked, then obeyed, pulling his clothes off and setting them on the bed. “I’ll be back.”
He locked the door, the windows, anything that gave the outside world even the slightest bit of access to their home, and went to find Chuuya’s medication. He halted as he was hit with another wave of vertigo. The smell of lust and Chuuya’s familiar strawberry hints were so strong throughout their entire apartment. It was so good. Nothing was better than that damn scent of his. Dazai covered his nose with his hand, trembling. He grabbed a glass of water for him, stumbling back without finding the meds out of pure selfishness. He couldn’t take it anymore. When he entered the bedroom, he nearly dropped the glass.
“Dazai,” Chuuya strained out. He’d created a makeshift nest for himself with Dazai’s clothes, and had buried his face into them with his back arched and his ass exposed. His reddish tail swayed back and forth, just begging to be grabbed. Dazai’s skin was hot. He set the water down, only in boxers at this point, so there wasn’t much to remove. He crawled into bed with him, looping his arms around his soft thighs and pulling him closer.
“Mmh, Chuuya, look at you,” he kneaded the other’s supple ass, “such a well-behaved omega. You need some relief, hmm?” Dazai, in his entranced state, pulled his ass to his face, running his tongue along the sweet-tasting, slick-covered skin.
Chuuya jolted. He turned his head to look at him over his shoulder, his breaths heavy and his chest heaving. “D- aah…Dazai? What about the- haaah!” He interrupted himself with a loud moan as Dazai wrapped a hand around the base of the other’s tail, rubbing that spot on his lower back that he knew drove him insane.
“I’m sorry. I can’t take it. Please let me relieve you naturally, Chuuya,” he breathed out close to his entrance.
“Ahngh-! Yes, okay. Please hurry.”
“Good boy.” Dazai mused at how docile Chuuya was in this state. He pushed the other down flat against the bed, pressing his hand against the arch of his back, right where his sensitive spot was. Chuuya squirmed at his touch, unable to move and whining into the pillows
Dazai rubbed his hardened length against the other’s slick entrance, throwing his head back with a moan. The friction made Chuuya’s entire body shudder. He pushed back against his cock with a muffled wail of desperation. Dazai clenched his jaw. He dug his fingers into his hips and dragged him closer until their lower bodies were flush against each other. Before he could do much, however, Chuuya sat up and turned around to face him, tackling him into a hard kiss. He intertwined their fingers and pressed the other’s arm hard against the bed. He slipped his tongue into his mouth, straddling Osamu’s lap and reaching back to wrap a hand around his cock. He guided it to his entrance and pushed his hips down almost instantly, moaning into his mate’s mouth.
“Ah! Ch-Chuuya, are you sure…ngh…you want to?” Dazai groaned out as they broke the kiss for air, taken by surprise for once, “I’ll lose control. I don’t want to hurt you-“
“Please, Dazai. I can’t handle the pain…please…” he cried, his voice trembling while he pressed his palms to his alpha’s chest and lowered his hips until he was buried to the hilt. “Hngh!”
Dazai’s eyes rolled back into his head. His harsh grip on the redhead’s hips tightened even further, making marks in his skin. He was leaking profusely. It got to a point where he couldn’t tell if it was Chuuya’s slick or his own precum that was trickling down his boyfriend’s thighs. “Mmhh~ okay. Then take it, Chuuya. Take it like a good little omega,” he rasped lowly. He reached one hand up to grab the smaller male’s neck as he rode him, pulling him down close to his lips and gazing into his eyes. “Ngh…my sweet boy. You’ve held out so long. Take what you deserve.” He thrusted his hips up harshly, forcing a loud moan out of Chuuya’s mouth. The omega stared into his eyes, his dilated pupils nearly heart-shaped.
“Haa…Dazai…Dazai! So deep…I feel it inside…in my stomach. Ah!” He rambled, his mouth hanging open and his tongue lolling out. He rolled his hips against Dazai’s cock, leaking pre on their torsos.
“That’s it,” he coaxed, resting his thumb on the omega’s tongue to keep his mouth open. Dazai wanted to hear every single noise he elicited from his mouth. He continued his harsh thrusting motions, overtaken by the hot tightness enveloping his cock, craving more despite not possibly being able to go any deeper.
“Mmh, right there. I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum, Dazai- fuck! Fuck…fuck! Aaah~” Chuuya tightened up suddenly, making Dazai moan just as loud.
“Mmgh! That’s my good little angel. Cum for me,” he groaned, pulling Chuuya’s chest to his mouth and sucking his nipple. He jerked him off with a skillful rhythm that drove the other insane.
“Aaahh~! Thank you…thank you, Dazai- hngh!” Chuuya thrusted into his hand, his vision whitening as he shot thick loads of cum onto their stomachs.
Osamu helped him through his orgasm, stroking him even after he’d finished to get every last drop. The sensation of Chuuya’s insides tightening and pulsating around him was too much. Dazai let out a stuttered groan, squeezing his omega’s ass and grinding against it, his cock still buried as deep as it could go. “Gonna cum…” he sputtered.
“I-inside?” Chuuya whimpered out.
“Mmh! Y-yes, angel…deep inside your womb,” he snarled, his carnal desires finally surfacing.
Chuuya squirmed. “I-I’ll get…Dazai- ahn…! Wa-wait- mmgh! Fuck~ ah~”
Dazai ignored his cries, holding him down with his harsh grip and moaning out as he stuffed him with endless, thick loads of his seed. He shifted their position, pinning Chuuya down on his stomach once again so he could rut against his ass while he filled him up. “Aah~ ah~ Chuuya~ you feel so good, my sweet omega…so good, taking it all inside. So good for me- ngh!” He praised, his voice deep and trembling.
Chuuya’s moans never faltered. He was so full, he could barely handle the feeling anymore. He was so sensitive. A few minutes passed, and the omega was just about ready to pull off when he felt the other growing inside him. He widened his eyes, hauling himself up on his hands and trying to claw his way off of him. “Dazai!”
The taller man dug his fingers into his thighs, keeping him right where he was. He leaned down and sunk his sharp teeth into his shoulder. His knot was developing. “Mmghh~! Dazai! A-ah~ wait-“
“Oh, fuck, Chuuya…aagh! Take it, baby, that’s it…” he kept Chuuya pinned against his body no matter how much he squirmed, knotting him with his teeth still sunken deep into his skin, just beside his scent gland. Chuuya nearly screamed out, the sudden expanding of his base causing him to feel a whole new sensation of stretching around his alpha. He sobbed out, unable to pull away or even move with Dazai’s fangs in his neck and his knot deep inside.
“Hnghhh! D-Dazai- please…it’s too much…t-too full…please! Agh!”
“Just breathe, sweet boy,” he whispered through his teeth.
Chuuya continued to writhe and wail, his small body losing any remaining strength. “Aagghh…!”
“Relax for me…ngh-“ he wrapped his hand around the back of Chuuya’s neck and forced his head into the pillows, humping against his aching hole. Each movement made the omega jolt, crying out again. The whole room reeked of sweat and Chuuya’s saccharine strawberry pheromones. Dazai had entered a rut so intense that he wasn’t even fully aware of what was going to happen because of this. All he could focus on was fucking his sweet omega and forcing those gorgeous moans out of him.
“You’re t-too big- ahhn…”
“I’m sorry, lovely,” Dazai hissed into his ear, massaging his lower stomach, right where his womb was, “you’re taking it so well.”
Chuuya’s cries began to quiet down, turning into whimpers and panting, his body relaxing around him. “Nnh~ alpha…”
“God, you’re so fucked out…such a gorgeous omega. You’ve done so well.” Dazai caressed his hips, slowly pulling out with a gentle groan. “Go to sleep, Chuuya. I’ll clean you up.”
And he was out instantly, sprawling out on top of Dazai’s clothes and their blankets. Cum oozed from his hole, soaking his thighs and the blanket beneath him. The sight almost made Dazai lose composure again. He cleaned the both of them while his mate slept, then nuzzled beside him and pulled him to his chest. Tomorrow morning was going to be a surprise for both of them.
