Warning: Towards the end, this chapter becomes NSFW (Not Safe for Work), but no actual sex happens. It also contains g!p. This stands for Girl Penis. but if you don't like that, DO NOT READ after the sub section 'Monday Morning,' or skip this whole chapter entirely, and definitely the next chapter.
Don't like, don't read. That's it! Don't come at me if you read this chapter and despite the warning.
Okay now that that's out of the way, enjoy…..
The following day, Mei walked with Sara to the train station again, just the two of them this time, much to the omega's delight.
But with the Culture Festival coming up the following week, the Student Council had to work overtime after school.
Sara's face fell when she told her she couldn't walk home with her after school anymore. The omega looked so distressed that Mei immediately panicked.
"How about we go out and do something this Saturday?" Mei asked hurriedly. She didn't need to be seen in with a girl who looked like she might start crying at any moment. They were standing in the middle of the shoe locker area, and there were dozens of eyes on them already.
"You mean," Sara gasped, her eyes lighting up. "Like on a date?"
"I mean, we'll just go and do something together," she hedged. When disappointment flashed across Sara's face at her dismissive tone, she tried to recover quickly.
"Like visit Meiji Jingu ? So I don't know—is that a date? I think it's just two people visiting one of Tokyo's most popular attractions," Mei babbled.
Shit. What am I saying?
The corners of Sara's mouth curled into an impish smile. "You can call it whatever you want. But yes, Iet's do it. I'd love to spend time with you this weekend."
Saturday afternoon.
"I'd like a black coffee, please." Mei didn't even look at her menu before she gave her order to the waitress.
Sara ordered several slices of cake, telling Mei that she would share them with her. After the waitress left with their order, Sara pulled out her phone and started scrolling through the photos she took from the shrine. They were a couple selfies where she had convinced the alpha to pose with her. Showing her one of the photos, Sara asked, "Do you want me to send this to you?"
She didn't particularly want the photo. What would she do with it? "Um. Sure?"
The answer elicited a pleased smile from the omega, and she complied immediately. Turning back to her phone, she said, "Done."
They sat in silence for a few minutes as Sara tapped away on her phone, her thumbs flying across the screen, absorbed in whatever she was doing on the device. Relieved that Sara seemed to be losing interest in spending time with her, Mei started to come up with the reason to leave after this. I have a really bad headache. I need to go home and lie down.
Which wasn't an excuse, actually. She really did have a headache. It started when they were walking to the Meiji shrine from the train station, and it had only gotten worse ever since.
Still texting furiously and not looking up from her phone, Sara said, "Yuzu and the girls are coming over to join us."
"What? Coming where?"
"Coming here." Sara looked up from her phone. "To this café. I texted Yuzu and told her where we are. They're in Takeshita Street but they're walking over now."
"I've told Yuzu she spends too much time and money in that tourist trap," she grumbled. "Wait, who's they?"
"Harumi-san, Matsuri-san, Nene-chan, Shiraho-san."
Mei groaned audibly, her chest rising and falling. Great. Just great. Not only will I have to face Yuzu, but her whole posse of delinquents. With Matsuri. Fuck. This is terrible.
"What's wrong?" Sara asked, full of concern.
She closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Nothing. I just have a headache."
"Oh, you poor thing," Sara cooed. "Are you going to be okay? We can go to a drug store after this and get you some medicine?"
"I'll be fine. I just need to go home and sleep for a few hours. I didn't sleep well last night."
They discussed the possible causes of her headache for a few minutes before her stepsister and her friends showed up at the café.
"Hi guys!" Sara chirped, a beaming smile directed at the group. "How was Takeshita street?"
"The same, stuffed with tourists," Matsuri drawled as they took their seats in the booth.
After the waitress came back and took the other girls' orders, the conversation flowed from school gossip to fashion to weekend plans and back to school gossip. Listening to the easy way everyone talked to each other, Mei realized that Sara had been assimilated into Yuzu's friend group.
What did Sara say to them about us? Did she tell them we're dating? Apprehension curled in Mei's stomach. She really didn't want that spreading around school.
Their food was served all at once, and the table was suddenly covered with dishes and drinks. Beside her, Matsuri was tucking into an enormous triple-stack cheeseburger. There was enough red meat and cheese to give a person a heart attack. A milkshake and a double order of fries complemented Matsuri's burger. It was kind of insane how much food Matsuri had in front of her.
The sight and smell of Matsuri devouring the greasy food made Mei feel sick, oddly enough. A wave of nausea rose in her stomach, and she turned away from the table to fight it down.
She felt a hand land on top of hers.
"You okay?" Sara asked, head tilted in concern, eyes soft. "Are you feeling worse?"
"Um." Mei shifted in her seat uncomfortably. Why not tell the truth? "A little bit. My head is killing me, and my stomach feels off."
Sara's thumb stroked the skin on the back of her hand. In a gentle voice, she said, "I'm sorry you don't feel good. Is there anything I can do to make it better?"
Oh God why are you touching my hand like this in front of all these people?
Mei wanted to shrink in her seat. She never engaged in any sort of public displays of affection, and here was Sara touching her so intimately. It would be a miracle if the people at the table didn't notice Sara holding and rubbing her goddamn hand.
"I'm fine." Mei gently pulled her hand away from Sara, balled it into a fist and fake-coughed into it. She glanced furtively at Yuzu.
Yuzu was pointedly looking away from them, but her orange scent had turned bitter. Even though it was very faint amongst the food smells in the restaurant, Mei was able to pick it up in the air. Sharp and acrid, the scent of a deeply unhappy omega.
I'm not doing anything! She's the one who's all over me! Mei wanted to argue.
She couldn't wait to go home.
Yuzu wished she'd never responded to Sara's text to join her and Mei at the café.
It's not like it burned her up inside to see them together. It was just hella awkward to be joining her sister and her very good friend on their date.
Sara was dressed in an adorable floral-print sundress, the perfect combination of flirtatiousness and innocence that alphas found irresistible in omegas. Yuzu had already seen their photos at the shrine on Sara's Instagram. They looked super cute together.
After Sara held Mei's hand across the table, she had to look away because, well, it was so disgustingly cute that she might actually puke.
Okay and maybe it just hurt a tiny bit, that Mei let Sara touch her in public. That the alpha had no problem having Sara's hands all over her. Mei had never touched her when they were around other people. Heck, at school they almost never appeared together, so most people didn't realize they were stepsisters.
Meanwhile, in the middle of a coffeeshop, Sara was stroking Mei's hand with the pad of her thumb in gentle, teasing motions. While everyone watched, transfixed.
Yeah…that was kind of fucked up. So Sara was a good enough omega for Mei to be pawing her in public, but not her?
Yuzu pulled out her phone and started absentmindedly scrolling through her phone. She didn't need to watch Sara finger-fucking Mei's hand like an invitation to do more stroking in other parts of the body.
"Here, try this. I think you could use a little sugar as a pick-me-up," Sara crooned at Mei.
From the corner of her eye, she saw a fork spear into a slice of Red Velvet cake.
If Sara starts feeding her, I'm going to throw my drink at them.
"I'm okay," Mei demurred. "I don't want to steal your cake."
"You silly bear, it's not stealing! I ordered this so we could share."
Yuzu angrily tapped at her phone, pulling up her LINE app. She scanned her messages, desperate for a distraction. Silly bear? What are you, five?
And how does Sara know that Mei likes bears? Did Mei show her Anthoniko?
"No really, I don't want any, thank you," Mei politely refused. "Maybe someone else would like some."
"Please, you have to try it. Just one bite," Sara coaxed sweetly.
The sound of Sara's honeyed voice raked over Yuzu's nerves like broken glass. She pressed her lips together in a thin line, holding back the words that wanted to fly out from her mouth. She doesn't want any! Mei doesn't like a lot of sweets. Stop trying to feed her!
"Okay," Mei said in a resigned voice. She parted her lips when Sara held up a fork with a piece of cake.
After Mei's mouth closed around the tines and Sara slowly pulled the fork away, Yuzu decided she was done.
Seriously. Fuck this shit.
She sent an SOS text message to Isuke asking her to pick up her up at Harajuku station.
Yuzu pushed her chair back and stood up. "I gotta go you guys. I'm meeting with some other friends."
"Whurt?" Matsuri said around a mouthful of burger.
She pulled some bills out of her wallet and handed it to Harumi. "Here, that should be enough to cover my order."
Matsuri hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth. "Where are you going?"
"I don't know, just to drive around probably. Some friends are going to pick me up," Yuzu answered faux-casually as she shouldered her purse. She knew she was playing a dangerous game of hinting at who she was going to meet, but frankly, she didn't care right now.
Matsuri's face was twisted in anger when she spat, "You can't be serious. Are you ditching us for those knotheads, Isuke and Haruki?"
Harumi wrapped her hand around the back of her girlfriend's neck and looked up at Yuzu, silently communicating that she was going to handle the ornery alpha.
Yuzu shrugged at Matsuri. "It's not like we had other plans after this, we were going to go home anyway." She deliberately gave Mei and Sara the sideye. She didn't mean to sound as salty as she did when she snarked, "But someone probably wants the house to themselves for a few hours anyway. To do things in private."
Sara blushed a crimson red and tried to suppress her grin. Beside her, Mei's expression was murderous. Her eyes were narrowed in anger and there was a hard set to her jaw.
Whatever. She didn't care.
"Catch you later, guys." Yuzu threw deuces over her shoulder as she walked away.
Sunday morning.
Yuzu was having a shitty weekend.
The day after Yuzu had to witness Mei and Sara's coffee date, her dear sister woke up feeling sick.
Mei had nausea and a fever and was being grumpy as hell too. They had snapped at each other all morning.
Yuzu was being short and impatient with Mei, who wouldn't lie back down and rest. Mei for her part was being stubborn and insisting that she was fine.
They had a tense moment where they just glared at each other over the kitchen island.
"Whatever, Mei. Suit yourself. Go out and make yourself even sicker," Yuzu hissed, wiping the kitchen counters aggressively.
"Oh, you mean, go out like you did last night?" Mei clapped back, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Her eyes were rimmed in red, in stark contrast to the white pallor of her face. "I wasn't the one who came home super late."
Yuzu fumed.
First of all. It was not super late. It was 10pm.
But who was out on a date yesterday, holding hands and getting fed cake by an omega like some kind of Lothario?
"Well I only stayed out because I thought you wanted a few hours of privacy with your little girlfriend," she replied acidly.
Mei rolled her eyes. "Sara is not my girlfriend."
"Whatever, I don't care." She really didn't.
There was a huff of exasperation before Mei stomped off to start the laundry.
The phone rang and Yuzu answered the call in the living room. It was Sara. They exchanged pleasantries before Sara brought up the reason why she was calling.
"I wanted to ask Mei if she could go to the aquarium with me, but is she still feeling really sick?"
"Yeah, she's not doing too good." Yuzu looked up at the ceiling with the phone pressed against her ear. "I don't think she's gonna want to be walking around in the aquarium for hours. She looks pretty pale, and if you ask me, she's been in a rotten mood all morning. She might not be great company." It was all true. She wasn't trying to discourage another fucking date between Sara and her sister.
"Oh." A whole universe of disappointment was contained in that one monosyllable from Sara.
Yuzu pinched the bridge of her nose, closed her eyes, and sucked in a deep breath. "You could ask her if she wants you to come over?"
The squeal that came from the other line was so loud that Yuzu had to jerk the phone from her ear.
"Yes! I'll come over and bring her soup and take care of her! Oh Yuzu-chan, that's such a good idea. It's so romantic."
Something sharp and bitter clung to the back of Yuzu's throat, and her stomach roiled.
She swallowed, pushing down the venom that threatened to rise. "Okay one second, let me get Mei. She's doing the laundry."
After thrusting the cordless phone to Mei with a curt It's Sara, she walked to the bedroom to find her smartphone.
There was no way she going to stick around here to watch Sara feed Mei fucking soup. She'd rather gouge out her own eyes. Time to find out who would be up for another spontaneous hang out with her. Shirapon, maybe? If she was busy, then she'll call Isuke and Haruki. They told her yesterday they were free to hang out on Sunday, too.
She was lying on their bed scrolling on her phone when Mei walked in a few minutes later. The alpha sat down at her desk with a heavy sigh.
"Well? What time is Sara coming over?"
"She's not," Mei replied with her back still turned to her.
"She's not?" Yuzu rose to a sitting position on the bed. "Why? She wanted to come nurse you back to health and shit."
Mei twisted in the chair to look over her shoulder at Yuzu. "Because I didn't want her to."
"Oh." Yuzu didn't realize how much tension she was keeping in her body until she felt her muscles relax and unclench. It was like a tightly wound coil around her heart was being loosened, and all it took was a simple statement from Mei.
The alpha raised an eyebrow at her before turning back to her books.
After a few minutes, she got up and approached the desk. Putting her hands on Mei's shoulder, she said, "I'm going to make you some soup. After you eat it, I want you to stay in bed for the rest of the day."
Monday morning.
Yuzu woke up to something warm and hard pressing against her ass.
What is that?
She was woken up before their alarm, before she was ready, by an insistent tug in her abdomen.
Mei's arm was draped over her hip, and her back was curled against her stepsister's front. It wasn't unusual to wake up to Mei spooning her. Usually, at some point in the night, they would gravitate towards each other in the bed.
But what is this thing poking me in the butt?
She tried to clear the haze in her head, but it felt like she was in a fog. Mei's scent was thick in the air. Aroused, dominant pheromones had thickened in the saliva coating her tongue, and it tasted like pure sex. It was hard to think.
Her brain couldn't puzzle out what was pressing into her rear end. My phone? The remote control? How did it get between our bodies…?
A wrinkle appeared between her eyebrows. Why is it so warm, though?
She shifted in Mei's embrace, wiggling her butt in an effort to dislodge the hard object pressed against her ass.
Mei moaned in her ear. The alpha's arm pulled her closer.
Well someone is having a good dream.
But now the alpha was attached to her back, and the thing was squeezed between their bodies even tighter!
She arched her back a little to create space between their torsos, her butt rocking back against Mei's lap. With a pleased groan, Mei rolled her hips forward.
The movement made her gasp, and Mei's scent, smoky and heady, filled her nose. It sent tendrils of heat straight to her core.
Wait a minute. Wait a gosh darn minute.
She gave a slow, experimental grind against Mei's pelvis.
Mei's hand wrapped around the curve of her hip and thrust forward with a small grunt.
It appeared that the hard and warm thing that was poking her butt was attached to Mei.
Oh. Oh no.
Yuzu's mind started to race as she attempted to be as still as possible, like a mouse clutched in the paw of a sleeping tiger.
Mei is in a rut. She is legit rutting right now and that means her hidden dick popped out and it's between my legs.
Her body was frozen in panic, but the same couldn't be said for the heat pooling between her legs. After a few moments, Yuzu started a slow grind against Mei's crotch, just to test her hypothesis. You know, for science.
Oh my…
All the evidence pointed to Mei's dick as the thing that was nudging between her ass cheeks. She felt it twitch when she squeezed down on it.
God. It feels big.
She parted her knees, allowing the cock to slip between her legs, nestled at the clothed apex of her thighs.
Moving on instinct, her hips started a slow, easy rhythm against the hard length. There was a gnawing, sharp ache between her legs, and she needed to have something hard to grind against. It felt like her heartbeat had relocated to her clit, and it was pulsing at a hundred beats per minute.
Behind her, Mei was still asleep, but her breathing had turned into frustrated huffs. Her hand snaked around Yuzu's waist and pulled the omega even closer. Mei's hips rocked forward, making the hard cock glide through her pussy lips and then nudge her sensitive, aroused clit.
White hot pleasure lanced through her and a low, throaty moan spilled from her mouth. She instantly tried to smother it because she didn't want to wake Mei up.
She sure as hell didn't want Mei to wake up to her doing this.
Grinding on your stepsister's boner probably wasn't the appropriate reaction to waking up to a rutting alpha in your bed. Especially since Yuzu was sure Mei wasn't expecting to be in rut. But it all it made sense now, these past few days. The sickness, the moodiness, the changing scent.
Yeah, Mei was going to have a freak out. The girl was on rut suppressants, as all alphas in Aihara Academy were required to be, but clearly something went wrong.
She should totally stop. She should gently extricate herself from her Mei's embrace. Mei wouldn't appreciate her taking advantage of this delicate situation….right?
But god, the friction between her legs was so tantalizing. The way Mei's hard cock dragged against her lips was delicious agony, sending tingles of pleasure to shoot up her spine. She couldn't help moving her hips, chasing the forbidden pleasure. Grinding on it was a balm to the screaming, clawing ache in her core, but paradoxically made her want more of the sweet torture.
"Yuzu," the alpha rumbled behind her head. "Mmmmm…"
She froze and held her breath, her heart rabbit-kicking in her chest. A few moments passed but Mei didn't say anything else, and relief washed over her.
The alpha might have been still asleep, but her hips didn't stop jerking. It was as if her dick was trying to seek more warmth between Yuzu's legs.
Her inside walls clenched in jealousy. Would she let Mei bury her cock inside her?
Yuzu whimpered into her pillow.
An attempt to gently extricate herself was met with an unhappy grunt and tightening of the alpha's arms around her. The hand that was slung over her waist came up and palmed her bare breast under her sleep shirt. When Mei twisted her nipple in tandem with a rough thrust of her pelvis, she threw her head back and keened.
The body behind her jerked awake. "Yuzu?" Mei croaked.
Welp. That certainly woke her up.
There was a shuffle of sheets and pillows as Mei scrambled to sit up. There was a dramatic yank of the blanket as Mei pulled it off her body.
Yuzu gingerly rolled over to face her stepsister, bracing herself for Mei's inevitable freak out.
Mei was leaning against the headboard, her legs spread open in front of her. She was staring at her crotch, slack jawed. She was gaping at her lap like a second head had grown between her legs. Which, you know, it kind of did.
She gently placed her hand on Mei's knee, careful not to spook a rutting alpha. "Are you okay?"
"Am I okay?" Mei's head lifted to look at her, her eyes round as saucers. "Yuzu, you did this."
Heat rushed to her face. Indignant, she snapped, "Look, it was already hard when I woke up! Sure, maybe I made it harder when I was grinding on it, but—"
"No, I mean I'm in a rut because of you!"
"What?" She exclaimed. "What the heck are you saying?!"
"My rut suppressants. They've stopped working. Or not working as well. My lab results—" Mei clapped her palm to her forehead as she continued babbling. "My hormone levels are off, and I just realized it began when you presented as an omega."
Closing her eyes tightly, Yuzu took a second to consider the argument.
…
Whatever. It was bonkers. She couldn't even think about that problem right now. The current problem was Mei sporting a very large hard-on in her sleep shorts. It looked stiff and angry and was pointing accusingly at her.
It made her insides quiver. She had this urge to appease it. Maybe crawl towards Mei and take matters in her own hands to calm her, and a certain new body part, down.
What the hell am I thinking? It's the rut affecting me...!
"That's insane. Don't blame me because your supps don't work!" she clapped back. "Besides, you're an alpha, ruts are part of your mating cycle!"
Mei gritted her teeth and bit out, "I'm well aware that alphas go into rut. But this," She gestured helplessly with both hands to the flagpole in her shorts, already at full mast. "Wasn't supposed to happen. This is what I take suppressants for!"
"Mei, calm down. Breathe. It's not the end of the world. This happens to female alphas when they go into rut. It's normal."
"But today is the Culture Festival!" Mei's voice warbled in a plaintive cry, pulling at a fistful of her own hair. "I can't go to school like this!"
Oh. Right. The Culture Festival. The Student Council's pet project.
The Council revolved around Aihara Mei, and today she'll be the center of attention. Throw a rut on top of that, and people will practically throw themselves at her feet. Especially a certain someone named Sara.
She bristled at the thought of any omega, especially Sara, going near Mei while she was in a rut. The instinct to protect her territory caused a growl to churn in her throat.
"You're right, you can't go to school like that," she gritted, a crease forming in the middle of eyebrows.
"What am I going to do?" There was real panic in Mei's voice. "I have to give an opening speech. I can't get up in front of everyone looking like a pitched a tent in my skirt!"
"Calm down," Yuzu soothed. "Let's see how bad it is." Shuffling forward on her knees, she approached Mei's side. They both peered down at Mei's crotch with curious interest, as if they were checking out a rare reptile in a terrarium, and not an erection between the alpha's legs.
After several long moments, Yuzu was able to tear her eyes away, but the image of Mei's straining cock was burned in her mind. The fabric was stretched so tight that Yuzu could see the very clear, very visible outline of the thick shaft, topped by a fat head. It bobbed guilelessly between their bodies, as if seeking warmth and comfort.
Yuzu swallowed. Her mouth was dry but the same couldn't be said for her panties. She laid her hand on Mei's bare thigh.
"Do you want me to take care of it?" The words simply rolled off her tongue like warm honey. She gave a gentle squeeze of the alpha's thigh, a not-so-subtle preview of what she meant.
Mei slow blinked at her. Her eyes were glassy as she considered Yuzu's offer of a helping hand. "What do mean, take care of it?" she said cautiously.
"Don't be coy. You know exactly what I'm talking about." Yuzu's hand inched higher up the thigh, until the tips of her fingers dipped under the hem of Mei's sleep shorts. Even under the cotton fabric, she saw Mei's cock twitch at the proximity of her hand. It thrilled her to have this effect on the alpha. "I'll take care of this so you won't be rock hard."
Greedily inhaling the alpha pheromones that punched the air caused by her provocative statement, Yuzu eagerly reached into the leg hole of Mei's shorts. But before she could reach her treasure, Mei grabbed her wrist with an iron hold.
"No. Stop."
"Why?" Yuzu whined, petulant from being denied what she wanted. "I've never done this before, but I promise that I'll make you feel good."
Mei groaned, sounding like she was in pain. Her grip on Yuzu's wrist tightened. "We can't do this Yuzu. It's too dangerous."
"What are you talking about?" Yuzu huffed, frustration crawling over her skin. "I'm pretty sure alphas and omegas are highly compatible in this specific situation."
She almost added that her omega instincts were screaming to pull her shirt off, slip her panties down, and climb aboard the alpha's hard cock and ride it to oblivion, just to prove her point.
There was an internal battle raging behind Mei's eyes. After a shaky breath, she said tightly, "I gave you a mate bite when you were in heat. Because I lost control. Believe me when I say, this is so much worse. It's taking everything I have not to pin you down and push inside you."
Mei's confessions brought up so many conflicting emotions that Yuzu experienced whiplash. Bitterness and anger swelled in her chest when she remembered the absolute disaster of their mate bond, but the mental image of Mei pinning her down and pile driving her into next week caused a wave of horny to crest over her.
Throwing her legs over the side of the bed, Mei started pacing their room. "I'm not going to make the same mistake again. I might lose control again, so I'm going to remove myself from the equation."
"Okay, but listen I want—"
"We can't be around each other until my rut passes. It's way too risky. This is my first unsuppressed rut, and I can't predict what will happen." Mei stopped pacing and looked at her, expression beseeching. "It's just for a few days, okay? I'll go stay at Father's house, but I'll be back once my rut has passed. I promise."
The omega scrambled out of the bed to stand toe to toe with her sister. "It'll be fine, Mei! Don't be so dramatic. Just let me help you. You don't have to go anywhere."
Yuzu hated the way she sounded like she was pleading for Mei to stay. But her omega felt desperate at the prospect of her chosen alpha moving away. Her body was screaming for Mei, and her instincts compelled her to take care of her alpha. She was an omega, and she belonged with her alpha during each of their mating cycles. To deny her nature seemed downright cruel, and she was in no mood for this shit.
Mei pinched the bridge of her nose and shut her eyes. When she opened them a few beats later, she said firmly. "My mind is made up. I hurt you before, but I won't do it again."
"Fine!" Yuzu shrieked. Picking up Mei's pillow from the bed, she hurled it into a random corner of the room. She could feel herself escalating into an unreasonable tantrum, but she couldn't stop. Was she really going to throw a fit because Mei wouldn't give her the D? Apparently. Damn rut. It was messing with her head.
When she spotted Mei reaching for her uniform that was hung on a hook over their bed, she growled, "What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm getting dressed for school?" Mei said, her inflection rising.
"Oh no, you're not." She crossed her arms and stood her ground. "You. Are. Not. Going. To. School."
A deep frown settled over the alpha's face. "It's the Culture Festival. I can't miss it. It's the Student Council's biggest event."
"Alphas in rut and omegas in heat aren't allowed to go to school! Remember when I went in heat that first time? You tore me a new one because I went to school! Are you, as president of the student council, going to disobey a school rule?"
There was legit fear in Mei's face when she stuttered, "No, but, this is important!"
"Can you imagine how disruptive it's going to be, if you walk in smelling like that? You reek." She gave a little sniff of the air to demonstrate. "You'll cause all the omegas to stampede, and you'll be lucky if you don't get jumped in the first 10 minutes of walking into school."
"That's not going to happen!" Mei hissed.
"Do you remember how the alpha pack tried to corner me in the middle of the courtyard, in broad daylight, because I was in heat and I went to school?" There. She dropped her bomb.
It had the intended effect. Mei's eyes blazed with barely restrained fury, her jaw tense. "But the festival—"
"Himeko can handle it. She's the vice president, and she's just as competent as you."
Grudgingly, Mei didn't argue with that because it was true. After a few beats of staring each other down, the alpha's shoulders slumped in defeat. "Fine," she acquiesced in a clipped tone.
Yuzu stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Mei's waist and nosed into the alpha's pulse, where her scent was strongest. She filled her lungs with the dark, intoxicating scent. Soothingly, she murmured, "It'll be okay."
Mei's cock pressed against her belly, sandwiched between their bodies. It felt just as hard as it did this morning when she woke up. Poor thing.
Her hand was slowly inching down when Mei growled in her ear, "Go. You have 10 minutes to get out of here."
Author Notes:
Thoughts?
So for those of you who have asked about the whole g!p situation… in 99% of Alpha/Beta/Omega (ABO) or Omegaverse fics, female alphas have a dick. The whole point of ABO is mating, and so the dick part is kind of necessary. Some fic writers will just have the female alpha as having a dick all the time, or something that emerges only at ruts or heats, and then retracts at other times. Yeah it's kinda weird, but hey I don't make the rules, sorry XD Don't think about it too much, I certainly don't. I also like to call is, Magic Cock XD
Anyway I'm still in under a stay at home shelter for at least a couple more weeks, so I'm hoping to roll out the next chapter in the next couple of weeks