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Chapter 9: Cherry
What is our true purpose in this life that we live? Is there purpose at all, or are we just here as some universal mishap? If one refers to the stories of old, once orally told around tribal campfires when we were in our most primitive state, the answer would only be, 'that's the way it is.' The story of our creation has been passed down from generation to generation, which most of its truth if any, got lost in translation. We like to cherry-pick what we want to believe and what we don't. Those in power are at the top of the ladder, plucking the cherries that are the ripest for them and them alone. Others are standing in the middle of the ladder, picking at the decent cherries of different sizes, shapes, and tastes. At the very bottom, holding the ladder, are those who can only have the soiled cherries that landed on the ground, brown and bruised, stepped on or kicked away by those who step down from the ladder.
If by now you have not figured out what I am writing about, then you are likely someone high up on the ladder. The highest on the ladder is the alphas, who make the laws and the rules based on what they believe they are entitled to have. Those in the middle are the betas and the gammas who share in some of those entitlements but with less authority. And, at the bottom of the ladder, are the omegas who get the choices made for them. However, what the world ceases to realizes is that anyone can climb the ladder to the top of that cherry tree and pick the cherries they want. We all have hands to pull ourselves up. We all have feet to steady us. We all have fingers to pluck those cherries and delight in their sweetness. And if everyone picked the best cherries from the top and gathered them all in a basket at the bottom, it will benefit our entire race.
But what alpha wants to give up their 'right' to eat the largest, ripest cherries? On that note, is there any alpha that would even share their bountiful basket of cherries with someone below them? Why would they want to give up that type of power? Why would anyone want to surrender the control that they are entitled to have by birth alone?
If we look back at the essential roles of our races' first beginning, we can see that our dynamics were reversed. An alpha served one purpose- to protect the clan from outside danger. Alphas were rare in number, which did give them the right to lead but not wield complete power over the clan. The gammas and betas were greater in number, with gammas being the hunters and betas being the gatherers. The number of omegas was greater than the alphas but lower than the gammas and betas. The dominant gender of omegas was once only females with male omegas turning up sometime later in evolution. The reason for this, in theory, is that the majority of female omegas decreased with the gender being born into other roles. With fewer females giving birth, the race had to correct itself, and so the male omega numbers increased. The exact science and biology of our genetic makeup are foreign to us, though the simplest answer for the population is some higher universal being molded us into existence. But that theory holds no evidence, as we have nothing to prove that something 'other-worldly' does exist. If that is the case, then our roles would not have changed but remained the same as time passed on. The fact that we have gone from small clans living in the woods to building castles and expanding territory proves that we, as a race, create a path towards change.
If we look closely at the earliest documented records, omegas stood at the top, above all the rest. You may be thinking 'why' and 'how?' The answer is quite simple; we can procreate. Without omegas, our race would have died out thousands of years ago. Our earliest ancestors recognized this, and so omegas were viewed as essential; a necessity for the continuation of existence, which was honored. The lead alpha would pick one omega to mate with out of all others, and that pair would lead the clan. The omega calms the vicious nature of the alpha while also emotionally guiding the people as well as rearing children to strengthen the future of the family. So, when did omegas go from being respected at the top of the cherry tree, sharing those cherries with the world, only to fall to the bottom? The answer is more complicated and lies just within a theory.
More alphas began to emerge, which is likely the reason they rose to power. The alpha has the dominating, warlike nature that is needed to protect those who need it, such as their clans. Once alphas began to realize that their power surpassed those of gammas and betas, they began to take control as sole leaders rather than leading with a group. Of course, the need to dominate and fight is in an alpha's biology, so naturally, with their numbers growing, they could not get along; thus, splitting up into territories. With increasing regions came the need for progress, so agriculture and irrigation began. Without the driving need to hunt to eat, gammas became warriors to aid the alpha in growing battles as territories continued to expand. Betas started helping the alphas and the gammas, which left the omegas with nothing to do. With omegas being 'useless' in the expansion of territories, they lost their status and power. Omegas received a new role in the growing world; 'breeder.' With the expansion of territories comes battles, and where there is battle, there is a need for fighters. It wasn't just alphas who bred with omegas but gammas as well. The goal was to produce a stronger race of warriors. Once more children were being born, the genetics of our race changed again. More female omegas were born, so the need for male omegas has begun to die out. The only group in this caste system who have not advanced is the omegas. Alphas lead, gammas fight, betas organize, and omegas breed. War councils and court gatherings replaced the emotional guidance of the omega. An omega's genetic power is no longer needed for a civilization to flourish.
And with new power comes a new hierarchy. The strongest alpha of all becomes the king. The second strongest alphas became rulers, or lords, establishing their estates and lands to help the king reign. Alpha lords recruit the gammas for private or royal armies as captains, generals, or commanders. Betas become stewards or hold other high-ranking household titles. This hierarchy belongs to the elite; the noble society of the four territories, of which I belong.
While I reside in a castle married to a wealthy, dominant alpha, I am no different from the omega working in the fields or serving a household. My future has been planned out for me since birth. I have no choice what alpha I am handed over to; that decision belongs to a dominant family alpha, usually the father. I have one job as a noble-born omega, and that is to supply heirs for my alpha lord and husband. Like other omegas, I have a strict set of rules to follow, and if I break those rules, it's likely I'll be punished. Only omegas are punished if they act out in a way that isn't expected of them. The same cannot be said for others. The rest of my future as a married omega depends on things I cannot control; like what type of child I bear, how often I go into heat, what material goods I can keep providing that will prove my worth. To the intelligent mind, my body will birth whatever child it can; I have no control over nature. I only have to offer what my family alphas have built up over generations. An omega shouldn't be made to suffer for the failures of their family's past but allowed to change them.
Why do omegas get treated differently? Why are we oppressed? The answer is simple, but it's not an answer easily obtained. The reason we're oppressed now is that we do nothing to stop it. Everyone, regardless of how they are born, should be allowed to choose their destiny. If a gamma wants to be a lord, then they should be a lord. If an omega seeks to be a warrior, they should be a warrior. Everyone should have a choice. We have more similarities than differences, and we should embrace those similarities. The differences should mean nothing. Just because I can produce a child doesn't mean I can't also wield a sword or a rule a castle. If anything, omegas are the strongest of all. The sooner omegas recognize this, the quicker they can pave the road to change.
"Dom-Omega, you need to take a rest," Tokoyami suggested, pausing in his lute playing. "It's getting very late."
Izuku had forgotten Tokoyami is in the room with him. He became so lost in thought with conducting this essay that time slipped away. Izuku started writing in the morning, broke for a quick lunch, then kept writing and editing until now. But Tokoyami is right; he should take a rest. His eyes hurt, and his fingers had cramped from holding the quill for so long. His hands are also stained black with ink.
"You're right, Tokoyami. I got carried away," He smiled at his friend.
"Are you almost finished with it?"
Izuku lifted the document, letting his eyes glide over the words. "Almost. I still have a bit of editing to do, and then I have to write it out neatly."
The essay was Uraraka's idea. She suggested that, if he wants to help change the world, then he must get the word out to other omegas. Combining his writing skills and ideas into an essay is the easiest way for him to get the word out without being caught. When he finishes the final, Tokoyami is going to bring it to the printing press, have copies made, and then distribute it. Iida said that he would take some copies and spread them around the court while Uraraka will go into the city. Once the theories are known, Izuku will find people to pay who will orally spread his word for those who cannot read.
Despite Kacchan's confession during their last mating, the alpha is still unpredictable with his actions. Izuku knows Kacchan can punish him for this, technically, 'illegal' distribution of the written word to the general public. Izuku can only buy himself time before word reaches Kacchan about this. If he asked Kacchan, the alpha would laugh it off and tell him 'no.' When Kacchan is away, say at the battle, the alpha warrior won't leave the fight just to come back and scold him. If Izuku can gather enough support before Kacchan finds out, he may be able to keep spreading his ideas.
There is one thing he should make clear on the document, and he quickly wrote it down so he wouldn't forget. He wants everyone to know that he is not saying omegas should take over the world, only that they be allowed to make their own choices. The alphas may perceive this as an 'omega rebel movement,' so he should make it very clear that rebellion is not what he is after. Izuku wants omegas to have choices. If any omega wants to be a homemaker and bearer or mother, then that is their choice. If they want to peruse a different life, then that's okay too. All life should be a choice, not a rule.
"You can go now, Tokoyami. Thank you for keeping me company."
"Of course. Is there anything else you need?"
"No, I'm good. I'll see you in the morning."
Tokoyami bowed. "Rest well then, Dom-Omega."
Izuku didn't realize how tired he was until his head hit the pillow and he fell asleep. He didn't know that the dream he was about to have would keep him up the rest of the night.
Izuku strolled through the shaded wood taking in all the sights and smells around him. Birds tweeted within the canopy of trees while rabbits and squirrels rushed from their hiding spots as he walked. He smiled at the serenity all around him, feeling fresh and renewed. Something large came into his view, and Izuku followed it until he arrived at a glen. Fireflies danced around the tall flowery grass even though it is daytime. The large creature he saw is a beautiful white stag. It stood proud and noble in the center of the glen. Izuku stared at it in awe. Its fur was so white that it almost hurt his eyes to look at it. The sun's rays made the creature glow.
Izuku stepped out into the glen, holding his hand out to the stag. The stag looked at him with two different colored eyes, twitched its ears, then walked towards him. Izuku smiled as it nuzzled his hand, allowing him to pet its head. Izuku found himself mounting its back, holding onto the white antlers as they pranced through the trees. Izuku was having so much fun that he didn't notice the slowly changing atmosphere. A wolf's howl echoed through the trees, alerting Izuku's attention as well as the stag. The trees had turned dark as if they had burned, and it smelled heavily of smoke and cherries.
The wolf howled again. Izuku looked all around him, sensing the stag becoming anxious as well. Izuku slid off its back and stood beside it. He wasn't sure what he could do to protect himself and the stag from a wolf. He had no weapons.
The stag lowered its head and ears, staring straight ahead at the darkest section of the trees. Izuku followed the stag's direction and saw a pair of crimson eyes looking at them. Izuku's whole body froze up in fear. Two rows of sharp white teeth curled into an evil grin. Then, the wolf stepped out into the open, its fur a yellowish-gold, its hackles raised in a wild, threatening manner.
The stag stomped its hoof, kicking up little balls of dirt. Izuku watched all of the stag's muscles gather into its neck and chest. The stag was going to protect him!
The wolf ran at them. The stag charged.
Izuku covered his eyes as the two met head-on. The stag used its antlers to block the wolf's attack. The wolf would not relent, snapping massive jaws and clawing at every opening. Bits of fur and blood began to litter the air and ground. Izuku screamed at them to stop. The stag's antler pierced the shoulder of the wolf, but the wolf used this attack to get in one of its own. Izuku cried out in terror when the wolf's jaw bit the left side of the stag's face, pulling off fur and skin to show the bloody muscle underneath. The stag backed off quickly. The wolf stalked it, pacing back and forth, licking its lips.
The wolf leaped at the stag. The stag kicked it away with its back hooves, then ran towards Izuku. Izuku jumped onto its back and let the stag take him away from the fight, but the wolf is hot on their trail. Izuku glanced back to see the wolf gaining on them. He screamed at the stag to go faster. There was a sudden jolt of the stag, and Izuku went flying over the antlers to land hard on his back. He rolled over and looked to see the wolf has taken down the stag. The wolf ripped out the stag's throat, tearing it apart with those massive jaws and sharp teeth.
Izuku scrambled to his feet and started to run. He knows he should never run from a wild animal, but this creature is not animal. It's a monster!
He didn't have to look back to know the wolf is following him. Izuku seemed to shrink in size, or the wolf just got bigger. He can feel its hot breath on the back of his neck, smell the metallic blood on its tongue, and hear those big paw pads hitting the dirt behind him. It pounced on him, knocking him to the ground. He prepared himself for the jaws to bite through his tender flesh, but nothing happened. His eyes widened when it felt like the wolf was preparing itself to mount him.
Izuku shot up in his bed, covered in a layer of sweat, and panting heavily. What was that? A dream or a nightmare? More like a nightmare. He sat in bed for a long while, trying to get himself under control. For whatever reason, the ordeal has rattled him to the point of trembling. He held out his hands to watch them shake, willing them to stop.
Izuku started analyzing the dream, trying to interpret what it could mean. Dreams are often perceived as premonitions because the mind jumbles together all the thoughts in one's head. In Izuku's case, his sub-conscience is continuously battling the two alphas he has let mount him and the consequences. Shoto is the stag and Kacchan is the wolf- those two things are obvious. The stag is noble and proud, just like Shoto. Its antlers have power, but it does not have the claws or the teeth of a wolf. The wolf is strong and barbaric, like Kacchan, and can devour the stag. It's a representation of his fear of Kacchan finding out about Shoto. Shoto is strong, but he is a captive now and is limited to how he can protect himself, just like the stag. Kacchan's wolf has teeth and claws. The stag can only defend itself so much. And Izuku is, for the most part, helpless. Yes, running away with Shoto like he did the stag put space between them and Kacchan, though Kacchan caught up in the end. But a fight like that would never really happen, right? They wouldn't fight to the death over him. He's just a little eccentric right now after that dream.
So why does he feel like something terrible is going to happen?
Todoroki sat on his bed of blankets, unable to sleep while thinking about Izuku's approaching heat and his deal with Bakugo. Perhaps he had been too hasty in challenging the other alpha, but he will not pull back now. Todoroki intends to see this through to victory. His biggest obstacle is the shackles on his feet, which will limit his movement. They agreed to fight naked so neither can hide weapons, and the duel can be fair. It's also a fight to see who will win the right to mate with Izuku in heat. Todoroki wished they could approach this from a diplomatic point of view, but his hands are tied, as are Izuku's. Bakugo will not listen to reason; the only language that alpha knows is violence. So, Todoroki will speak Bakugo's language and fight fire with fire. Izuku, however, deserves the right to choose whom he wants to mate with, but the laws are not in his favor. Even if he wins the fight with Bakugo, and Izuku tells him 'no,' then Todoroki will accept the omega's answer. The best to come out of it will be beating Bakugo in a fight.
Even if he wins against Bakugo, there is no guarantee that the alpha will keep his word. Bakugo, as far as he knows, has never been in a situation of defeat to honor his words. It's possible, yet highly unlikely.
Todoroki is slowly coming to the conclusion that, no matter what the outcome, he will not win.
"There's more honor in defeat than there is in surrender."
"Stop looking at me like that," Bakugo said while looking at Deku from across the table and chewing. It's the night before the full moon, the night before Deku's heat, and Bakugo called the omega to dinner in his chambers. Bakugo couldn't be sure if Todoroki managed to tell Deku about their duel, but since the omega hasn't said anything about it, Bakugo has to assume nothing was said. "It's weird. Eat your damn meal."
Bakugo watched, annoyed, as Deku played with the food by moving it around on his pewter plate. The omega looks troubled, and Bakugo can sense Deku's unease. Also, Deku's lavender smell has not been present. The omega smelled like nothing. It could be something heat related. All omegas give off a strong aura of pheromones when they go into heat, which can bring nearby alphas running with the urge to mount. Bakugo has been with others in the past, but never has he been with an omega in heat. He's heard other alphas talk about it, of how the smell can drive them mad, bringing an alpha back to their primal state. Bakugo has explained this to Deku as a reason why omegas should not be allowed on the battlefield. Non-alpha females for the same reason. Alphas can't control themselves around omegas in heat, and omegas can't regulate themselves when they are in heat either. If anything, Bakugo is doing Deku a favor by keeping him safe.
Todoroki does have some nerve coming up to him and issuing a challenge like that. There's no way Todoroki will beat him, but Bakugo would never say 'no' to a challenge, a fight, or a duel. Another chance to smash the mismatched alpha's face into the ground delighted him. The fact that it's a fight for Deku's omega slit virginity only added to the excitement. Again, Todoroki has balls for even trying to move in on Deku. As if Bakugo will let that happen, nor would Deku even attempt to betray him.
'What are you fretting about?" Bakugo asked him. "I can sense your distress all the way over here."
"I just had a bad dream, that's all."
Bakugo stabbed his meat with the fork. "You were locked up in your room yesterday," he said between chews. "What were you working on?"
"My story," Deku answered quickly. "Using the new ink and quill you gifted me."
"I'm sure you're making yourself the hero in your story, right?"
"It's not that kind of story," Deku answered.
Bakugo raised a brow. "Then what is it?"
"Just a story. About my life. My childhood. Things like that."
"Sounds boring,"
"It is. Tell me about your day, Kacchan," Deku changed the subject.
Bakugo poured himself more wine and plucked another piece of meat from the center tray onto his plate. "I sent my scouts out today to meet with the West to discuss terms. We're looking at another battle soon."
"A large battle?"
"A decent size. Our territory still has larger numbers."
"What will I do when you leave for all that time?" Deku asked. "Will I be regent?"
Bakugo stared at him blankly, then smirked. "As if I would leave YOU in charge! I already have people in place."
"I could do it, you know," Deku said. "I am meant to run a household, as you keep pointing out when putting me in my place. I should be allowed to run our household. Mount Fervor is my home too."
Bakugo's chewing slowed as he stared at Deku for a long moment. "You'll be pregnant by the time I'm ready to leave."
"What does that have to do with me running the household?" Deku asked, and Bakugo can sense the bit of tone in his voice.
"I don't want unnecessary stress placed upon you.," Bakugo noticed the subtle look of annoyance on Deku's face. "You don't believe me, do you?"
Deku continued to push his food around on the plate. "I don't. But, can you blame me for feeling that way? You told me the other night that you want me in your life, but you won't let me do anything to help you. Being in your life is being by your side, Kacchan."
"Because I don't need help," Bakugo answered.
"An omega belongs at their alpha's side," Deku reiterated.
Bakugo tossed the fork onto his plate. "Fine. Do you want to be by my side? Then pregnant or not, you're coming to the battlefield with me. But you remain in my tent at the camp!"
"I should see what a battle really looks like," Deku suggested.
"So you can miscarry?" He scoffed. "If you don't want to listen to me, then ask Kirishima or even Tokoyami. They've both seen war. You'll be too fragile in your pregnant state to handle it. You can clean my sword and warm my bed. That's being by my side as an omega."
"Alright. I'll accept that" Deku smiled softly at him. "Thanks, Kacchan."
"Yeah, whatever. Eat your damn food. I hunted that pheasant, you know."
His heat is nearing; he can feel it coming.
Izuku remained in his room all day, unwilling to leave knowing that this is the day of his heat. He looked out his window at the snowstorm bringing squalls of thick flakes and whistling winds. The moon is nowhere in sight, hidden behind the dark storm clouds, but Izuku didn't need to see to know the moon is full. His body let him know that.
His heat started out the same as it always did with a little bit nausea, constant sweating, and energy slowly building to become manic. When in the presence of an alpha, the manic energy will intensify, signaling his body to prepare itself for mating. If no alpha is near, then the feelings become unpleasant, sometimes painful. In his case, they were never painful, but he couldn't wait until it passed.
The moment Kacchan walks into the room, Izuku's body and mind will get lost in a lust-filled haze that only an alpha can cure.
The door to his chamber opened behind him, and his heart began to race in his chest. He looked over his shoulder to see Kacchan has entered, but the alpha was not alone. Behind Kacchan walked Todoroki. Izuku bounced his gaze between the two, bewildered. Why is Shoto here? Izuku wondered. Maybe Kacchan planned to mount him in front of Shoto like last time. Yes, that had to be the reason why.
Seeing them both standing in the room, two virile alphas, awakened the manic lust within him. He can smell Kacchan's smoked cherrywood scent, now laced with pheromones. The scent of spearmint sent a pleasant chill through his burning body. The feel of his nightshirt on his skin started to hurt him physically, so Izuku removed it to bare his naked form to the others. Izuku watched as they began to strip as well, and he wondered if the two alphas have come to an agreement with one another. If Izuku had to be shared between them, then he will accept that. In fact, the idea of being with them at the same time made the slick start to trickle from both his backside and his omega slit. The two can sense him now, Izuku is sure of it.
But his sexual excitement turned to baffled concern as the two alphas; now both naked started to circle one another. It appeared as if they were sizing the other up, preparing to fight. Izuku's eyes widened, and he gasped. They weren't going to share him! They're going to fight over him!
Though Izuku knew he should stop them, that this wasn't right, his primitive omega senses, clouded by his heat, returned to its previous state of sexual excitement. His body produced more slick that even he can smell, and it's at that moment when Kacchan attacked Shoto. Izuku could only bring himself to the bed and wait to see what happens. A distant part of him screamed that he has to stop the fight, but his heat continued to override his judgment.
Bakugo attacked first when the thick, heavy scent of Deku's heat-induced arousal struck his senses like a punch to the gut. The adrenaline pumping inside of him was unlike any he has felt, even in battle or in training. When he looked at Todoroki, all he saw is an alpha invading his territory. But Todoroki is just as strong as he is in this state, effected by Deku's omega scent the same as him.
The pair pushed and shoved one another at first, trying to establish strength in an attempt to make the other back down. Bakugo lowered his body to wrap his arms around Todoroki's middle and ram the other into the nearest wall, which turned out to be the writing desk he'd bought for Deku. Todoroki's form slammed against it with Bakugo's weight on top, snapping the desk in the middle. Splinters lodged in his back, but Todoroki ignored it and used his own strength to tackle Bakugo to the floor. Todoroki landed to punches to Bakugo's face, but the blonde alpha's knee struck his abdomen, almost knocking the breath from his body. Bakugo used his elbow to slam into Todoroki's temple, forcing the other off and away from him.
Todoroki kept himself from almost rolling into the fire. His vision blurred for a moment from the blow to his head, though the smell of Izuku's heat urged him to continue fighting. Bakugo was coming over to him, wiping the blood from his mouth. Todoroki stood up to face him, and with a determined glare, he ran at Bakugo as much as the chains would let him.
Bakugo caught Todoroki's charging form, but his feet became tangled in Todoroki's chains, making them both crash to the floor. Behind them, Izuku was shouting something, but Bakugo couldn't understand it. He rolled and tumbled along the floor with Todoroki, knocking into furniture while punching, scratching, and biting. Bakugo had an idea and rolled off of Todoroki only to grab the chains. With a sinister grin, he started to drag Todoroki by the chains. The other alpha struggled to get free. Bakugo gripped the chain in both hands and with a mighty roar, swung the entire weight of Todoroki's body into the air and across the room. Todoroki's body did not get far, but the other alpha slammed into the wardrobe.
Satisfied, Bakugo turned to Deku on the bed, who is both weeping and begging while dripping with slick. He went over to Deku, but just as he reached the omega, something grabbed his hair and pulled him away. Bakugo let out a straggled, angry gasp of pain as the fist in his hair twisted with enough force to almost pull it out. He turned himself around, so he is facing Todoroki's chest and punched the alpha hard in the gut, slamming his first directly up and under the ribcage. The fists in his hair let go, and Todoroki doubled over. Bakugo used this moment to grab Todoroki's head and smash his knee into the other alpha's face. Then he kicked the alpha to the floor.
Izuku screamed at them.
Todoroki tasted the blood in his mouth and felt the metallic liquid leaking down his throat. He rolled over and the blood now dripped from his nose. It's not broken, but the pain further blurred his vision. He thought about surrendering, but when he heard Izuku's scream, it gave him a newfound strength to keep fighting. Bakugo was nearing him, and Todoroki balanced himself on his hands to swing his feet upward, using the chain to strike Bakugo under the chin. The sound of steel hitting bone echoed in his ears, and he delighted in seeing Bakugo stumble back, holding his jaw. While Bakugo stood stunned, Todoroki took the chance to attack. He grabbed the broken leg of the writing desk and used it as a club to knock Bakugo outside the head, which sent the other alpha tumbling to the floor. Todoroki got up on his knees and struck Bakugo's shoulder with he makeshift weapon again.
Bakugo wouldn't let the bastard get any further with that weapon, and he managed to grab the club before it could strike him again. Todoroki pushed against him, but Bakugo pushed back just as hard. They both got back on their feet and returned to pushing and shoving. Bakugo kept trying to flip the other over, either to the side or over his head. Todoroki is trying to do the same.
There was a sudden sound clanking that echoed throughout the room. Both Bakugo and Todoroki knew that sound well. It was the sound of a sword. The pair broke away just in time to dodge the silvery blade that came between them. Both turned to see Izuku, wild with pent-up sexual rage and holding the sword from the mantle. Bakugo and Todoroki took a step back from the weapon. Izuku swung it again, forcing them to take another step back.
"How dare you…" Izuku panted out. "Fighting over me…like two starving dogs over a piece of meat!"
The sword in his hand seemed lighter than ever, though the pain in his body from his heat threatened to loosen the hold on the hilt. His body needed the mounting and seed of an alpha, though Izuku would gladly shut himself away and suffer in pain instead of rewarding either of them. His thighs drenched with slick and his omega slit throbbed in pain. Both alphas are just as aroused as he is, only they dripped with blood.
Todoroki suddenly dropped to one knee, bowing his head in apology to Izuku. "Forgive me, Dom-Omega," He said. "Hate me if you must, but I do not regret fighting for you this night." Todoroki lifted his head to look at Izuku, who he knows must be in both emotional and physical pain.
Izuku felt tears sting his eyes, though he did not lower the sword. "Shoto…I forgive you. But…please…" the tears poured down his cheeks. "You have to leave."
Bakugo was silent.
Todoroki stood up and gathered his clothes. He didn't blame Izuku for choosing Bakugo. If Izuku hadn't interrupted the fight, it would still be fair game. He respected Izuku, which means he must respect the omega's choice. But nothing is over yet. He left the room without a word.
Izuku pointed the sword at Kacchan, panting, and glaring at the alpha. Blood trickled from Bakugo's temple, the same color as those intense red eyes that bore straight into Izuku's soul. Gripping the sword, he thrust it towards Kacchan, still enraged by the fight that happened because of him. He missed on purpose, and Kacchan easily grabbed his wrist to twist the sword from his hand. Izuku tried to pull away even though he wanted to press himself up against Kacchan's hard body. He's still furious at the alpha for fighting with Todoroki. He foolishly attempted to attack Kacchan, using his fists and feet. It was a brief fight. Izuku found himself thrown over Kacchan's shoulder and carried to the bed.
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Izuku's body was sated as Kacchan pulled out and flopped next to him. Izuku thought Kacchan would get up and leave like he usually did. But this time, Kacchan pulled the blankets and furs over both of them. The alpha pulled Izuku into an embrace, a lover's embrace, lacing their legs together. Izuku let his tears fall freely again, wrapping his arms around Kacchan as if the alpha was going to disappear from his hold. He felt Kacchan kiss the top of his head.
"I love you, Kacchan." He whispered into Kacchan's neck. Izuku received no verbal response, but Kacchan did tighten his embrace. Izuku smiled softly, feeling incredibly tired and relaxed in Kacchan's embrace. With his alpha mate beside him and his lower belly filled with warmth, Izuku closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful, blissful slumber.
TBC
