…fucking n breedin yo bitch naoya, guess fuckin’ the right omega really does get you places huh? Rags to riches— fuck now you’re betrothed. guess ya’ shouldn’t have came inside, Huh.

…voyeurism…slight!Non-con…breeding…knotting…sloppy fuckin…sub!bottom!naoya…dom!topreader…

A/n: it’s been awhileeee so I hope it’s still good. Context all alphas have dicks, even female alphas, theirs pops up when they r horny so reader has a dih but no specified gender.

…naoya…

He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and that silver ego was glazed till gold stroked as if he was gods gift to the zenin’s, it was assumed, no— assured that he would be an alpha. A flurry of servants prepared for the day his second gender was assigned to him, to celebrate—

if you asked naoya zenin he wouldn’t ever own up to it, in fact— who are you? To dare and ask him about his second gender? Though it was only natural for all those around his to assume he was an alpha and he thought he could go on his whole life pretending to be one. chugging supressents like he got high on them just to make sure he never slipped up.

going as far as to only hire beta servants. Scent blockers, when he went out, and an ego befitting someone who had no weak sides, but he did.

Constant warnings by the zenin clans in-estate doctor for his overuse of suppressant had him rolling his eyes until— his father got note of it. As it had started affecting his cursed energy output, “your…irregular fluctuations are caused by an overuse of suppressants...the only remedy being to…stop.” The doctor could only warn hesitantly for naoya wasn’t one to heed the words of anybody. let alone someone so beneath him.

unlike him though, naobito, his father had enough. Declaring that naoya would be married by the end of this month,

The zenin estate was a mess, first came finding some suitable someone who would be able to handle the ever feisty bitch, a male alpha was out of the question, after-all he still needed to feel in control. the wedding arrangements were rushed yet, grandiose, fitting the zenin heir though they seemed to be getting done faster then they could find a bride or groom

He, now of his own prideful accord had thrown his barely working represents out, declaring, “get me a whore I can fuck already.” At the very least he wasn’t putting up too much of a fight about finally getting married though naobito wondered if his son was just spiting pridefully or really though he’d be the one fuckin’

soon naoya would face the harsh reality.

Disgruntled noises escaped his clenched teeth as he hunched over the railings, fuck what was wrong with him..? He’s so.. funkin hot n.. wet? Nah he- he’s just…sick, yeah..sick. his own delusions filled his head, this can’t be happening. No it goes against reality! His true nature! Fuck. Atleast no one was here—

“…master naoya?” Fuuuuuuccccckkkk

“get fucking lost.” He spat. Venoming oozing from his tongue. He pheromones spread across the halls like he was some brothel whore tryna entice every servant to come fuck his tight hole. It was his first heat, rampant and uncontrolled, he was a fucking grown man yet couldn’t deal with a bit of his pre-heat. Pathetic. taming in a deep breath he felt his whole body got stiff. His dick was practically sobbing from rubbing against his pristine robes, going just over the edge as your smell hit him an alpha. the hows of it all seemed to escape him just as fast as he was debating losing his dignity. looking up at you through squinted eyes he stared shamelessly.

the new gardener? You sure were dressed plain enough to be someone he would’ve never looked at once- let alone twice but— right nowwww fuckkkk. years of repressed heat was bursting at his seems, just hearing your deep smooth voice— his knees buckled, falling to the wooden floors of his grand estate. Never in his life had he seen the floors so up close.

“A-are you…?” You’d heard a lot about the esteemed.. master you’d be serving under—however no one seemed to mention this…rather amusing fact, huh.

your heart started racing as you had leaped like a good little servant to catch your masters fall.. however that might be a decision you wouldn’t be able to take back. His smell was drowning, spilling everywhere- he was begging to be fucked— filled with your pups— shit.

naoya’s hands dug onto your strong arms— his mind wondered if you had some muscle beneath them, lips wetting at the thought. Slick begging to be used. breathing didn’t make things any better, the smell of your scent, fuck it had his head spinning His face dropped, using the lasts of his strength to pull it up, eyes slowly trailing up your neck.

weather he leaned in to smash his lips against you, or if you did was lost on you both, grinding and fucking onto each other like some rabid dogs, his legs encapsulating the sides of your hips as he grinded down, friction he just needed, something.

your hands practically tore the seems of his shirt as they pulled at his waist band. Lifting his hips like a practiced slut he let you undo and throw his clothes in some corner of the hall, oh, right you both were still in the hall. the two of you sprawled on the zenin estates wooden floors— fuck who gives a shit.

He grabbed n nudged at your collar, as your cock broke at his entrance. “Fuc— y-you should be f-fuckin grateful shit!!!” his dick already shooting ropes of cum the second your tip burst through his virgin rim. The whiney-est of sounds escaping his throat. But, it wasn’t enough “w-waitt you— dumb whor— ah— shit.. fucking mutt.” A slap sent his neck in the opposite direction, his cheek staining red, naoya zenin, the ever prideful fucker getting his ass torn in ripped apart on the floors of his own house

tears prickled at the edge of his eyes, blood dripping down from his ripped little hole, seeping down onto you, aw had he really never even stuck a finger in?? A stained mixture of cum n his slick flowed like a never ending stream, smearing across your lap. “Shit- it’s tooo— good, yo’ so wet it’s jus’ slidin in.” You said grinning ear to ear, wearing that shit eating grin you had seen plastered on his face before. He wanted to slap that shitty grin off your face, and in any other scenario he would’ve— but. “AH-“

His dick slapped against his stomach letting out a loud n wet sloppy sound, a scream then a whine, whatever whorish moan he let out was fucking music to your ears— and to anyone listening, not that the two of you gave a shit, not right now atleast. servants seeing their proud master naoya getting defiled on the estate floors- by a mere servant, would surely not forget such a site. The two of you were rutting n grinding like the both of you were gettin paid.

“Shiiiit.. it’s— hah.. why’s it gettin biggerrr—“ clenching against it, he could feel it growing, getting bigger fuck. are you trying to rip him from the inside??

Gasps clawing out his throats as his nails dug into your back, body bouncing up with each obscenely wet thrust, plap plap plap. His mind seemed to go numb as he muttered vague insults that made no sense-

eyes widening as he felt you growing again but- it— it wasn’t like last time, flipping him to his back with a thud, his legs pressed near his face, you were actually gonna rip him up, globs of tears running down his painfully pink cheeks this- it doesn’t— “sss—stopp,, mm try—yna kill me?? Fuckinnn— bitch I’ll kill you if you move shit.”

he felt so full fuck. his threats didn’t seem to work when he was sprawled out on the floor, dignity fucked outta him. grabbingn clawing at your collar— pulling you close as he mewled into your neck,

a mix of pain and pleasure as you knotted. His legs felt numb, stretched so fucking wide he’d felt like you’d ripped him aparttt—so full… mm babies puppies he’s gonna— eyes failing him as you seem to collaps on-top of him, buried justttt deep enough to keep your sticky cum inside. he can’t believe he’s lived life without this before—

…

by the time he woke up, spread out in a random hall. Ass ripped wide open as your cum slipped out of him, his first instinct was a slight whine- for you to, “put it back in—…”

naoya zenin swore, till his last fucking breath he’d hunt you down and gut you from the inside out. a mere month was all it took for the zenin clan to find you, your execution was imminent and it would by his hands, fuck. He’ll make sure to torture ever last drop of blood from your weasley little—

“congratulations zenin-sama, twins.” Fuck.

I heard you throw mud at frienzied alphas to calm them down. Is this true?