The humid air was almost stifling as a tall, imposing figure walked at a slow pace on the hard concrete pavement. Long legs took careful calculated steps but they were quick. Almost as if the owner of the legs were impatient to reach his destination.

This wouldn't be far from the truth, as Gojo Satoru has just been released from the Prison Realm and he had only one thought in his mind. One destination. One individual that he absolutely had to see with his own eyes. To make sure they are safe, to make sure he can see the brightness of their soul. To witness the golden eyes lighten up. To see him, who had kept him sane throughout his long incarceration.

"Yuuji."

Pink hair was tucked behind his hair with nimble yet strong fingers, before Itadori Yuuji turned around at the deep voice calling out to him. Yuuji has been poring over some texts regarding curses and his slightly longer pink locks seem to fall into his eyes, irritating him further. He wasn't usually the studious type, but with the recent developments in his life Yuuji found himself changing a lot. He has come to realize that he has a long way to go. The severe gap in his knowledge and power was like a slap on his face. The fear of losing everything he had ever loved one by one had him shaking and panicking on more than one occasion.

A taller figure stopped just short of where Yuuji was seated. Small dark tendrils of hair framing his strong rugged face, giving an aura of calm yet dangerous mixed with slight adoration at the sight in front of him, Choso gave a small smile. He has just come out of the shared bathroom from a much needed shower. A small towel hung from his neck, droplets of water dripping into his white undershirt Choso raked his fingers through his hair.

"Where are all the others? And why haven't you taken any rest yet?" Choso asked just as Yuuji's golden brown orbs met his dark tired eyes.

"I'm not sure." Shrugging his shoulders, Yuuji effectively ignored the last question. He felt as if resting was a foreign concept for him now. As if he cannot be allowed to, like as if he simply did not have any time left to do so.

Choso sniffed, as his nostril was filled with the scent of his omega brother's tiredness with an ever present under scent of sadness and longing. As far as he can remember, after meeting Yuuji amongst the destruction and fighting this has been what it has been like with his brother. Yuuji may grin, smile and talk but his scent was like this. He cannot even fathom what his dear little brother has gone through and judging from the snippets of conversation he has had with Shoko Ieri, it's enough for a normal person to lose their mind. But…his brother is anything but ordinary. Choso mused with a wry smile as he observed the pink haired young man before him poring over the texts. Even when beaten down time and time again, he keeps pushing and fighting. One could argue that Yuuji being an Omega is a mistake, that he should have been an Alpha. With his tenacity and ability to fight through every hurdle thrown at him and not to mention his freakishly strong physical strength. All of which Choso has had the privilege to witness in the short span of time he has made Yuuji's acquaintance.

"Baby brother, you need rest right now. I'm afraid I cannot allow you to stay up any further. You haven't slept for three days in a row." Crossing his arms, Choso took a stance in front of Yuuji with the stubborn glint in his dark eyes.

Yuuji looked up warily at the older man, who may look intimidating to anyone seeing this scene from the outside but it doesn't fool Yuuji. Choso was emitting a calming scent, almost tantalizing the younger man to relax, to take a break and just maybe take a nap.

A nap. It sounds like such a good idea.

But does he really have the time? Wondered Yuuji as he considered the option while Choso refused to budge from his position.

"If you stay up any longer your body will shut down and it could very well trigger some effects."

Yuuji knew what Choso was referring to. Of course he did. His first heat was the most grueling affair. It was triggered right after Gojo-sensei was sealed in the Prison Realm and no one could pinpoint why it happened so suddenly. For the longest time, Yuuji had considered himself to be a Beta as he did not feel nor present any of the Omega characteristics. However, on that fateful day Yuuji happened to be on the training grounds with his Alpha friends and classmates, Fushiguro Megumi and Kugisaki Nobara. They were sparring with their Panda-Sempai looking on from the sidelines. Within a span of seconds Yuuji was on the ground writhing, face contorted in pure pain and spasming. His first heat.

Yuuji was quickly transported to a reinforced room in the Jujutsu Highschool, locked away. He can vaguely remember cool hands covering him, a presence close by, growling and some quick exchanges of words.

To his embarrassment, Yuuji was later explained by an exasperated but tired Shoko Ieri that his pheromones blasted within the radius of the training field, with Megumi and Nobara being the closest Alphas. Both the Alphas had a momentary lapse in control, where Megumi flung himself on Yuuji attempting to cover Yuuji and started sniffing and trying to scent him. Nobara, however, was much more successful in controlling herself as she quickly restrained herself with pure willpower and with much restraining of a quick Panda who jumped in to help. Several sorcerers quickly arrived at the scene and they attempted to restrain the enraged Alpha.

The worst part is, in this confusion and moment of weakness, Sukuna striked. With both Yuuji and Megumi severely weakened, one due to the heat and the other from being exposed to Yuuji's powerful pheromones, Sukuna who was lurking in shadows of Yuuji's subconscious chose to put his own devious plans into action. It seemed Sukuna had an ace up his sleeves after all this time. He had effectively summoned his servant, Uraume, who arrived at the scene and fed the pink haired Omega the last Sukuna finger by force. Upon completing the diresome task given to Uraume perfectly, they immediately receded away from the situation when the sorcerers realized what had taken place. With the whole debacle going from bad to worse, the sorcerers were left gaping and a sense of pure fear as Sukuna appeared to transfer himself from his Omega vessel to the stronger Alpha.

Yuuji was told that Megumi's body was taken over by Sukuna and Uraume had escorted his master away, with some casualties among the sorcerers. Among the casualties, Yuuji was also maimed in the chaos, as Sukuna managed to cut off one of Yuuji's fingers as a form of twisted sick revenge for consuming the Curse's fingers all this time. It was a small price to pay compared to what everyone went through. Even Nobara was not spared, as she ended up with some damage to one of her eyes and is undergoing a complicated form of healing under the careful consideration of Ieri Shoko. He was sure that a lot was omitted from what was told to him out of consideration for his well being and mental health. However, as much as he appreciates it, the truth is not something anyone could hide in the face of pure destruction and mayhem Sukuna caused thus far. The Shibuya District has been leveled since then and Sorcerers are fighting for their lives everyday.

Feeling extremely responsible for the outcome, Yuuji has dedicated his time and effort to finding a way to fix the situation. His heat had subsided since long ago, almost feeling like it had taken a chunk of life force with it as he never mated and was left with a sense of extreme longing. He didn't know how to fill the void he was feeling and with great effort managed to push the feeling away by opting to focus on the present. He needed to find a way to rescue his best friend and bring a stop to the catastrophic damage dealt throughout.

"Fine. But please wake me up in two hours. I have a lot of information to sort through." Yuuji implored Choso , gesturing to the papers strewn all over the table.

Face softening, Choso nodded as he watched his brother almost drag himself to a makeshift cot at the corner of the room. His poor brother has suffered at every turn and he'd be damned if he's going to let anything else hurt him. Choso would rather die than let anything hurt the only person left whom he could call his family.

Taking a breath, Gojo Satoru shuddered as a faint trace of familiar peachy scent enveloped his senses. He knew that he was headed in the right direction. But there seemed to be a small problem. But he could be downplaying the magnitude a little bit though. Azure eyes surveyed the total destruction of what he knew to be the Shibuya district. He could make a few accurate guesses on what could have taken place. But this was not his immediate problem. His immediate problem lies with the lone figure standing his way, barring him from reaching his destination.

Gojo's eyebrows furrowed as the person before him smirked at him, taunting him. His Six Eyes can see that the body is clearly belonging to his student and ward, Fushiguro Megumi, but the familiar sinister curse energy coupled with the tell-tale tattoos adorned on the body was a dead giveaway of how Sukuna has taken over the body.

"I see that you want to die." Gojo looked straight into the red eyes, "If not, why else would you dare to touch Megumi."

"I doubt anyone can dare to challenge me. This vessel is exemplary. I knew this boy had potential but I didn't expect him to be this strong, not to mention an Alpha. Unlike my previous vessel who turned out to be an Omega." Sukuna spat the last sentence as if in disgust.

Gojo's eyes widened with the reveal of this information. His nostrils flared, connecting all the dots on why that familiar peachy scent was literally calling out to him. Why his immediate thought was to seek the one he had been thinking of all this time.

"What have you done with Yuuji?" The Alpha shifted, his shoulders hunched as if readying himself to launch at Sukuna depending on what his answer was.

"I simply left him behind. He is weak." Sukuna sneered. "He can't even control himself. Throwing his scent and pheromones around like that. Almost as if begging any dick in the vicinity to fuck him. Omegas are littles bitches."

The immediate relief felt by Gojo as he deciphered that Yuuji is in fact alive is short lived as he listened to Sukuna. He could feel himself getting annoyed and building up to straight up anger at the end of Sukuna's rant. Giving into his basic nature, Gojo growled as his fist raised in an attack position.

"You dare talk about Yuuji. Your filthy tongue does not deserve to talk about him, let alone set your eyes on him."

Sukuna seemed to be momentarily stunned at the bold statement. Gojo was publicly staking his claim on the pink-haired boy it seems.

A shark-like grin stretched out on Sukuna's face, morphing Megumi's handsome face into a crazy look.

"Interesting. So…very interesting."

Waving his arms akimbo, Sukuna threw his head back and started cackling. A lesser man would have shivered and fallen on their knees at the rise of Curse Energy soaring across the expanse of land. Cocking his head to a side, Sukuna's red eyes surveyed the sight of Gojo Satoru breathing heavily, his muscles rippling with the effort to not to hurl himself at the King of Curses.

"Very well. Let us fight. But we shall fight not now, we will do it at a later date of your choosing. I will allow you that as a last wish before I obliterate everything you hold dear. Starting with that Omega you love so much. Perhaps, I will keep him around. Break him."

Raising one claw like finger to his chin, Sukuna hummed. "This vessel of mine seems to remember that boy fondly. It seems he wants that Omega as well. Perhaps that brat will not be able to resist me in this vessel."

Sukuna cackled.

Gojo's arms fell to his side. His azure eyes covered with wispy white bangs, he finds himself reigning in his anger. He knew that the time would come when he would win. He will not leave a single atom of the Curse behind. He knew this because that filth of a curse dared to talk about what is rightfully his. His wrath was so prominent that he did not spare a thought to consider that Sukuna was possessing Megumi's body. His Alpha crooned at the anticipation of destroying anything that got in his way claiming what he desired.

Afterall, he is the strongest. And he shall have the strongest Omega by his side, always and forever. This he knew instinctively, as his Alpha always had the innate ability to gauge other's power levels. Even before presentation, Itadori Yuuji was developing his power at a frightening level.

"Very well, It will happen on 24th December." The strongest sorcerer replied calmly. But anyone unlucky enough to be at the scene would have seen that soaring of white Curse energy in show of pure power. The air was filled with the scent of rain almost engulfing Sukuna's rotting corpse scent.

With that, Gojo Satoru turned around and vanished, thus ending the conversation on his terms and to a disgruntled Sukuna as he watched the other man teleport.

Tch. What a pain of a human. Sukuna sneered.

Omegas have become a lesser number of the population as Curses often target Omegas. However, since the sealing of Gojo Satoru, the number has dwindled down a mere few, specially for Male Omegas. Even though there is no concrete evidence, there is some data pointing towards Omegas typically having a sweeter scent and arguably sweeter blood. This could potentially be a reason why Omegas are so brazenly targeted by Curses.

Yuuji tossed and turned in his cot while his thoughts ran wild. Ever since his presentation as an Omega, he has been told on multiple occasions how lucky he is and that he needs to be protected no matter what. No matter how rare Omegas are, no matter how lucky he should feel, Yuuji just did not feel that he deserves any of this. Afterall, he is just a normal person and all he wanted was for his loved ones to be safe and sound. Yuuji frowned as these dark thoughts swirled in his mind.

With a sigh, Yuuji made to get up, stretching his sore muscles from laying down in the small cot. Eventhough he is not very interested in materialistic things, scavenging for a bigger bed seems to be a necessity at this point. He needs to be in good shape in order to be able to fight.

Getting up, he decided that it's time to perhaps take a walk, get some fresh air. Making his way out of the labyrinth of corridors, he reached the final door leading to the clearing filled with flowers and an expanse of grassy land. Sniffing himself discreetly, he decided that perhaps he should take a shower after his walk as he knew that his scent had a tendency to seep out and effect people around him. Yuuji winced thinking of a few occasions on which his scent had accidentally affected some Alphas around him and barely managed to escape them. If it wasn't for Choso, physically restraining the other men, Yuuji doubted he would have escaped without a scuffle or at least a few bloody noses.

Yuuji sighed as his shoulders sagged, feeling as if the weight of the world was resting on his shoulders. All he wanted was his loved ones around him, and he would give up his life just to see them well and infront of him. He felt a wave of sadness go through his mind at the thought of losing Megumi; his best friend to Sukuna. Megumi may not talk much, but as far as Yuuji can remember Megumi has been present in some major pivotal moments of his life. Bonds created by such shared experiences are not easy to break and are for lifelong.

His amber eyes swept across the land, seeing some straggling figures walking around. Of course, there were some strong sorcerers located in their base, but everyone practiced and trained daily to be in top shape. There is no room for error in this destroyed, apocalyptic world in order to survive.

In a gust, there was a sudden rush of wind that had the pink haired young man shield his eyes from the debris that came with it. Trying to protect his eyes from the slightly longer pink locks of hair, he pushed them back and tucked some behind his ears. Becoming an Omega sure had its perks such as his hair becoming infinitely softer and luscious even though he barely had time to do anything even with a semblance to haircare less than a simple wash with shampoo. Yuuji smiled to himself wryly.

He was brought out of reverie, upon hearing a sharp intake of breath somewhere behind him. Slowly turning around, Yuuji pondered on who it might be. His senses had developed dramatically with his presentation and from being on the constant guard against the ever present sinister Curses. It's not an easy feat to sneak up on Yuuji without alerting him almost instantly.

His amber eyes looked up the long long legs encased in loose pants, a muscular torso encased in a black compression shirt, all the way up to that face, those azure eyes that he can remember so clearly.

It's him.

It's Gojo Satoru.

"What…" Yuuji gaped as he stared at his former Sensei.

Gojo looked at the smaller figure before him. His eyes hungrily drinking in the familiar sight of pink hair blowing in the wind as Itadori Yuuji turned around. The wind carried a scent that nearly knocked the taller man off his feet.

It smells like oranges with a hint of vanilla and - cinnamon? Gojo mused as his eyes widened at the delicious smell. He couldn't pinpoint what exactly he wanted at this point but all he knew was he wanted. He needed. And that he craved what was in front of him. Taking in a deep breath, he let them scent settle deep in his lungs, engraving it to his mind. His eyes closed involuntarily for a second, the dark voices in his mind vanish for a second.

He can feel the familiar pull of his Alpha, his eyes twinkling happily, a smile breaks out of his face as he opened his arms and beckoned the smaller figure to him. He knew Yuuji was confused and probably his brain would have stopped working temporarily due to Gojo suddenly appearing in front of him without any warning.

Tilting his head slightly, Gojo looked on as a myriad of emotions (surprise, shock, fear, hurt, pure happiness) passed through Yuuji's face before a blur of pink hurled himself into the strong arms.

"Gojo-Sensei!" Yuuji cried as his arms wound themselves around the broad shoulders.

"Yuuji." Gojo breathed as his arms settled around a slim waist. Nevertheless, he could still feel the toned muscles of the smaller body through the dark hoodie he was wearing.

Unbeknownst to both of them, this moment of physical connection was like a spark. The minute Yuuji settled in the strong arms of the Alpha, he had what he would later describe something akin to a knee jerk reaction. The unbridled, unfiltered smell of fresh air, crisp hit him. Eyes widening, Yuuji realized that he was inhaling Gojo's scent. A memory sheltered deep in his mind, where as a child he would go out playing with his Grandpa right after a heavy shower of rain ended, erupted in his mind. It smells like the clean air right after rain. That's what it was.

His lungs filled with the scent and almost immediately he felt a heat creep up from deep inside his core. He couldn't help himself taking another breath.

The larger body shifted under his arms.

"Yuuji, are you okay?" The chipper voice that he remembered is gone and a voice that promised so much asked him.

"I..I'm not the one you should be asking about, Sensei. It's everyone else."

White hair shifted, as Gojo once again tilted his head to look at Yuuji's face properly. "I'm asking about you. I want to know how you are. Sensei is very sorry not to be here earlier. It will not happen again."

For the first time, Gojo properly looked at Yuuji. Yes, the Omega is beautiful. But he slowly started to notice the scars on his face, the way Yuuji was constantly, discreetly keeping an eye on his surroundings.

And is that…

Gojo's eyes widened as he grabbed the younger man's left hand which seemed to try to tuck his wayward locks behind his ear in a newfound habit to cater to his slightly longer hair.

"What the fuck?" Gojo swore as he stared at Yuuji's fingers. Or more accurately the lack of one beautiful pinky.

Red rage creeped into Gojo's eyes as his lips stretched in a manic manner.

"Who did this?"

Yuuji shifted his eyes, biting his lips as he completely missed the widened blue eyes locked into his figure, just waiting for a word from him to confirm Gojo's suspicions.

"It happened in a moment of weakness." Was all Yuuji had to offer, refusing to look up at the older man.

His grip tightening, Gojo leaned forward, the tip of nose almost touching the soft cheeks.

"I know I wasn't here before, but I'm here now. It's Sukuna isn't it? I will kill him and I will lay all his fingers in front of you for what you lost. He never deserved any part of you to begin with. I will win." Gojo declared, eyes determined.

With his declaration, there was a shift in the air. Yuuji looked up at him, molten golden eyes shining. Gojo had to close his eyes as the smell of orange blossoms and vanilla soared in their vicinity. Breathing in deeply, Gojo felt a growl creeping up his throat as he rubbed the tip of his nose against the warm neck. He could feel the smaller body stiffen slightly but quickly melt in his arms as he could feel Yuuji breathing in his scent as well.

"I've thought of you everyday, stuck in that fucking box. I almost lost my mind, trying to break out of it. But it's you, you kept me sane."

Gojo was assaulted with the shining golden orbs once more, taking his breath away.

"Sensei."

With a hitch of his breath, Gojo realized that the body in his arms was getting warmer and warmer, a blush creeping up on those cheeks. Placing a hand on his cheek, Gojo looked at Yuuji, mesmerized.

Could it be…

"Yuuji, are you okay? You feel warm."

A pink tongue darted out to wet luscious looking lips, as the pink haired boy replied.

"Sensei… I feel something. I don't know how to explain. It's like… I need something."

Gojo felt the last of his restraint snap in half. He knew what was happening. The Omega in his arms was experiencing a heat.

He surveyed his surroundings quickly, deeming it not worthy to announce his arrival in the face of more pressing matters. Quickly making up his mind, Gojo grabbed the slim waist securely, before teleporting to one his estates tucked in a remote area away from the path of the destruction.

Gojo landed softly with an armful of a dazed Omega in his bedroom, which he was pleased to note was relatively clean. Yuuji was clutching his shirt like his life depended on it as his head whipped this way and that way.

"What just happened?" Yuuji asked breathlessly.

"Sorry, Yuuji. Sensei took us somewhere safe." Tone sounding anything but sorry, Gojo looked down with an amused tilt to his lips.

Azure eyes gazed at the mop of pink hair, as he noted how progressively warmer Yuuji has become over the course of time. A full blush now blossomed on soft cheeks as the Omega's breaths came out in soft puffs as he still gripped the Alpha's black shirt.

"Look at me, Yuuji." Gojo commanded as he knew the poor Omega would soon reach the point where his heat could become unbearable.

Lips trembling slightly, golden eyes peeked through dark lashes, the blush making the smaller boy almost ethereal.

Gojo Satoru was completely floored. He is completely hooked.

Gripping Yuuji's jaw gently but firmly, Gojo gazed down. "Yuuji, I know it's difficult to understand at this moment. But I need your complete understanding of this, okay?" When he received a small nod in reply, he continued. "You are experiencing a heat. There is no solution to this except bear the pain or Sensei can help you. Which means, I will touch you, I will possess you completely, I will be inside you. So if you truly truly want that, tell me. I will keep you safe from afar even if you don't want my help." Gojo bit out the last part almost reluctantly. But he knew he could never hurt Yuuji.

He could see how Yuuji was trying to process what he was told, eventhough his mind could possibly be getting hazier by the minute.

"Sensei, please."

Gritting his teeth, Gojo shook his head. "No Yuuji, you have to tell me in words what you want."

His biceps tensed up enough for veins to bulge out from the effort of not ripping out that Godforsaken hoodie on the pink haired boy.

"I need you, Sensei. I need you." Yuuji whined as a tear fell down his cheek, biting pink lips and pushing himself against the hard chest.

And that was all Satoru needed to hear. With a grin, Gojo gripped the hoodie before effortlessly and quite literally tore the offending piece of cloth in half. He could see how Yuuji froze in pure shock as Gojo quickly discarded the halves, throwing them behind him without a thought. Amber eyes looked up, fear, trepidation and anticipation clear in them as they slowly dilated while taking in Gojo's face. His pink locks covered his forehead, lips parted and panting with his smooth body only obscured by the boyish shorts he was wearing, Itadori Yuuji was a sight to behold.

"Only on one condition, Yuuji-kun. You have to call me Satoru from now onwards." Grinning wolfishly, Gojo crowded into Yuuji's space.

Lips trembling with the effort of keeping in his moans, Yuuji bit his lower lip, pondering on whether he could really drop the honorifics he uses for his Sensei. However, the baser part of his mind argued that right now his body was screaming for the Alpha's touch and he can't possibly imagine having to endure another heat in pain. Not to mention, the fresh rain scent emanating from the Alpha was making his mind so hazy and he could barely focus on just standing on his two feet. He had always thought his Sensei was good-looking, always knew there were so many people vying for his attention but he never thought Gojo Satoru might want him. He wasn't anything special to look at.

Cold hands gripped his face, forcing him to look up into those beautiful eyes. So beautiful.

Yuuji felt like he was floating in an infinite space, gazing into those eyes. The hunger and pure want in those bright blue eyes took his breath away. There was an inquisitive glint in them as if they were waiting for him. Just for a word from him.

"S…Satoru." Yuuji breathed out just before he was grabbed roughly and pushed onto the soft mattress.

Satoru touched the tip of his nose to his, slowly nudged his face at an angle and covered his lips with soft lips.

Hot. So Hot.

Yuuji thought, as those sinful lips covered his, probing, and devouring him completely. A hot tongue pushed past his defenses and swept throughout the cavern of his mouth. The room was filled with obscene sounds of Yuuji getting devoured as he was faced with the force of Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer. The taste was exquisite. Breath mingled as both moaned at the onslaught of taste and smell.

With a gasp, Yuuji managed to drag his face away, gasping in much needed air. This turned out to be a mistake, as those hot lips found home on his neck. It felt like someone was branding him, as he felt his skin getting sucked and bit creating a trail of possessive marks down his neck. Yuuji's trembling arm raised and dragged his fingers through the light coloured undercut which gave a prickling sensation, gripped the soft white strands as their owner dragged his hands across the Omega's chest.

Those inquisitive fingers stopped short at the little pink nubs, slowly rubbing them in a way that drove Yuuji absolutely wild. Whining in a low voice, Yuuji arched as he felt the familiar heat building up between his legs.

Becoming an Omega came with its surprises for Yuuji. For one, he found out that his body changed drastically between his legs. When he became aroused, a special fluid seemed to seep out of him. He was explained hastily by Ieri-senpai that this is referred to as slick.

In this moment, Yuuji flushed as he felt slick gush out of him as Satoru's long cold finger slowly rubbed his chest. His nipples felt so sensitive that each drag of those fingers made him throb in between his legs.

Satoru suddenly stilled as he raised his head. His eyes pierced Yuuji's as the blue slowly faded into black with his eyes dilating beyond recognition. Taking in a deep breath, Satoru groaned. "Yuuji, you will be the death of me."

Satoru couldn't help groaning as his senses were filled with the concentrated scent of Yuuji's arousal. It means Yuuji was getting wet.

Unable to stall himself any longer, Satoru gripped the shorts and tore them away. Glancing down, his mouth dried, as he laid eyes on smooth skin, a pink cock hard and bobbing slightly as Yuuji squeezed his thighs together in an pitiful attempt to conceal his arousal. Despite the number of fights he has been in, Sukuna has done a good job in healing and keeping Yuuji's body mostly blemish free.

Yuuji was not small in terms of size, for Satoru it was cute nevertheless. He couldn't wait to taste. But for now, there were more urgent matters.

With a quick peck to the soft lips beneath him, Satoru got up. Gripping the collar of his compression shirt, he tugged it away. Sliding his fingers through his tousled white locks, blue eyes never lost contact with amber orbs and he untied his pants. Loose pants pooled around his ankles and he quickly discarded them.

Grinning slightly, Satoru felt an insurmountable pride as Yuuji flushed looking at his body with unconcealed want. Panting slightly Yuuji braced himself on his elbows as he took in the hard muscles and moving down to Satoru's proud erection. Satoru knew that he was beyond average size, but judging from the pink-haired boy's reaction he must be considered big.

Satoru's grin was short-lived as he caught a glimpse of what lay between Yuuji's flushed thighs. Thighs slackened slightly as Yuuji was more preoccupied with gaping at Satoru, the sorcerer could clearly see the slick coating his thighs and to his utter delight it seemed a little bit more seeped right out too.

Without wasting a minute, Satoru quickly covered the younger boy's body with his own. His hard-on settled right next to the smaller one, creating a delicious friction that had his desperate to basically rut on the smaller body. But he held himself back, letting the small moan that escaped from Yuuji wash over him. He reveled in these small moments after what felt like an eternity in seclusion within the Prison Realm.

Satoru took Yuuji's lips in a searing kiss as his hand sneaked down, aching to touch the warmth between those trembling legs. Anticipation coursing through him, long fingers finally touched Yuuji's core, wet with slick and it felt divine. Satoru just knew that he will lose his mind when he is buried deep in that heat.

Yuuji's mind had gone on a mini vacation, as his lips were taken by a storm. Again and again, his mouth was plundered as Satoru sucked and swept his long tongue through Yuuji's mouth. He tried to give back from time to time but his attempts were nothing compared to the passionate kisses the older man gave. Half lidded amber eyes looked at Satoru's face, looking handsome beyond words. Pale white eyebrows eyebrows furrowed in concentration taking in all the sensations, white lashes fluttered on flushed cheeks.

So beautiful and he wants me.

Yuuji's heart skipped a beat as he realized the implications of this. Satoru wanted him, that means he might have wanted him before this too. Yuuji has been so blind. Everything Satoru said to him rushed into his mind, after their little reunion. His worry, his anger on Yuuji's behalf, how he has always tried to do best by him.

Emotions swelling in his heart, Yuuji wound his arms around the broad shoulders and closed his eyes as a tear slipped his eyes. Feeling a strong wave of affection, Yuuji plastered himself even closer to the hard body above him, all the while oblivious to the stray finger slowly circling around between his legs covered in slick.

Probably upon feeling wetness on his cheeks, Satoru lifted his head and tipped his head to a side as he inquired.

"What's wrong, baby?"

Yuuji opened his eyes wide and felt his breath stop as he heard the endearing pet name. If possible, Yuuji felt his arousal soar, his wetness pooling a bit more out of him, enough to probably ruin the silky sheets under him for good.

"N-Nothing." Ducking his head shyly, Yuuji looked up hesitantly through his lashes.

Satoru could probably scoop up the slick in his palm at this rate as he felt more slowly dribble out of the little hole.

But for the sake of Yuuji, he filed that information at the back of his mind and concerned himself with the tears streaking down those soft cheeks. Eventhough Yuuji clearly did not want to say why, Satoru could not accept tears from his partner unless they were tears of pleasure or happiness.

He tilted his head as his tongue snaked out to trace the path of the tears.

"Tell me, baby. I will fix it. Does anything hurt?" Despite the haze of lust, Satoru asked, signifying how important Yuuji's safety was to him.

Biting his lips, the Omega shook his head. "No, Satoru-san." he whimpered. "Please. I need it. I need your touch."

Satoru's lips parted slightly at this admission, realizing that Yuuji was craving his touch much more than he had thought, he could feel the hot haze of lust settle properly in his stomach making his cock weep.

"Yeah. Yeah, baby. I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you so good you won't remember your name." Satoru promised as his finger slowly pushed inside the warm heat of Yuuji. Opening his mouth, Satoru closed down on one pink nub, hard on a flushed chest. Sucking and laving at it like a starved man, long finger pumped in and out of the slick hotness. Keening loudly, Yuuji arched his back once more, shocked at the sudden intrusion. There was little to no resistance due to the amount of slick gushing out of Yuuji.

Satoru looked up from his position, to see how the honey eyes were closed, pink lips opened, panting and pink locks strewn around the silky pillowcase. For his life, Satoru cannot remember a time when he had ever seen a more mesmerizing sight.

Adding one more finger to the tight hole, Satoru switched his hot mouth to the other nub. His free hand grabbed the smaller wayward hand. Carding his fingers through Yuuji's, he held on. His cold hand gripping the warmer smaller hand.

After a minute of continuous pumping on in and out, Satoru added his third and final finger. By this time, Yuuji was taut, moaning and looking completely debauched. With a final lick to the pink nub, Satoru looked up and grinned as he knew Yuuji was beyond words at this point. He was babbling nonsensical words.

"I-I… Mo-more. S-Sato…Toru…"

"Hold on to me, sweetheart. I'll make you feel real good." Guiding the hand he was gripping, Satoru put Yuuji's hand on his shoulder. With his hand free, he wound it around the slim waist. Adjusting the pliant body beneath him, he pulled out his fingers that were buried in Yuuji's heat. Using the slick coated on his fingers and some that he scooped out of Yuuji's open hole, Satoru looked down as he rubbed it all over his neglected member. Pumping his cock with a firm grip and panting slightly, Satoru looked up to see those honey eyes, half lidded and brimming with pure want. All for him. And no one else.

A possessive growl was ripped out of him, as his dark eyes glowered. No one else can have what is his. His fangs poked out between his lips as Yuuji whimpered at the dominant show of power. Satoru could feel his Cursed energy fill the room. His Infinity recognized what was about to happen and slowly enlarged as it engulfed the Omega, in response to his dark thoughts. His Alpha could not allow any one else to lay even a finger on his baby. His and his alone to love, care, to worship.

With a sense of finality, Satoru lined up his cock to the soft and wet opening. Hoisting one trembling leg on his shoulder, Satoru dipped one of his fingers into Yuuji's mouth. "Suck." He commanded. And Yuuji did just that.

With Yuuji distracted, Satoru slowly pushed himself into that tight, hot, hot cavern. Groaning, he threw his head back, practically crooning and groaning at the sensation of getting enveloped in so much hot, slick tightness.

Beneath him, Yuuji's mouth was open in a silent scream as Satoru's finger lay motionlessly on his lips. Yuuji's fingers gripped the bedsheet so hard, it's a wonder they didn't rip. Satoru couldn't stop until he was buried to the hilt. With the patience and calling on to every single bit of will power Gods have bestowed upon him, Satoru stilled himself to check on Yuuji.

"It feels so good. So good, baby." Slowly bracing himself on one arm, he lowered himself. Satoru gripped Yuuji's jaw as his gaze met the unfocused hazy golden eyes. Yuuji was sobbing and panting all at the same time. Probably not used to being stretched so big. But what came out of his lips were completely contradictory to what Satoru had thought.

"Please Satoru-san. Please move. I want more. I want to feel you move. I'm close, so close."

Narrowing his razor-sharp eyes, Satoru reared back. Pulling Yuuji's leg a little further, the smaller body was almost dangling in the air, hips raised and only supported by the iron grip of Satoru. Almost as if Yuuji's weight didn't matter at all.

"Don't regret asking for this, Yuuji. I'm going to ruin you. From this point, you and everything about you is mine. Not a single soul between the heavens and earth can lay claim on you, Itadori Yuuji."

With this bold statement, Satoru pulled back and slammed back in. Soon, a harsh rhythm was built, everytime Satoru pulled back, Yuuji was left wanting more and his opening fluttering around the thick cock almost trying to suck it back in. Yuuji moaned loudly and without inhibition, a loud symphony of ah ah ah's rang through the room and probably throughout the estate. Satoru grinned, white teeth glinting manically. Probably for the best, as he wanted the world to know who Yuuji belonged to.

Slick was gushing out everytime Satoru moved out and it was driving him crazy. In a moment of shamelessness, Satoru dipped his finger into some that dribbled out of Yuuji and to Yuuji's mortification the white haired sorcerer licked it right off his finger.

"Satoru-san…ah…no…don't. That's ah…dirty."

Yuuji tried to hold off Satoru's hand, but was soon distracted by the renewed thrusts pushing at a new angle. This seemed to have the desired reaction, as Yuuji wailed and arched up even more. Satoru knew that both of them were close. Pushing the slim waist further, with the smaller body nearly bent in half, Satoru thrust in and out faster. Suddenly Yuuji's warmth gripped around him like a vice and Yuuji was cumming. White ropes of cum spurted from his pink cock while Yuuji's opening squirted slick. Screaming loud, Yuuji' small fangs popped out as his sharp nails scratched at Satoru's forearms.

Satoru groaned as he pumped in and out twice before he felt himself cumming as well. There was only so much he could do to hold back with a kaleidoscope of sensations surrounding cock was getting milked by Yuuji's spasming walls. He could feel Yuuji getting filled with his hot cum and could feel it dribbling out between his cock and Yuuji's opening too. The feeling was out of this world, as all his mind could think in that moment was how amazing Yuuji would look, full and swollen with his child.

With this thought, Satoru began to feel the swell of his knot emerging. Yuuji gasped as he felt Satoru grow even bigger.

"Shh..Shh baby, it's okay. It's my knot. We have to wait for a while for it to go down." Satoru reassured the squirming but sated Omega.

Yuuji looked unconvinced but nevertheless decided to allow the Alpha to pamper him as Satoru was fussing all over him eventhough they were still connected. Hands rubbing everywhere, Satoru checked to see if the Omega was feeling uncomfortable anywhere else. Finally, satisfied with his checking, Satoru decided to snuggle up to the smaller body. To his amusement, he saw that Yuuji was already falling asleep probably due to extreme fatigue. However, Satoru's eyes wandered to the scent gland situated innocently at the back of the Omega.

Biting an Omega in that sacred place meant that an Alpha and Omega shall become mates. Satoru had every intention of mating with the beautiful Omega in his arms. But he needed the Omega in his right mind, not inhibited by a heat to make that decision. Of course, Yuuji would not be able to say no to him. He knew that. But he must know that he will always retain the right to make that decision as an Omega. Satoru had been raised like that. But that didn't mean that he wouldn't do everything possible to convince the Omega, should Yuuji decide not to choose Satoru. Satoru is not above killing any one who may come in his way. Azure eyes darkened as his arms gripped the smaller body close to him. So for Satoru, making Yuuji his mate will be well planned and prior to that he had a lot to do.

Starting with the complete annihilation of Ryoumen Sukuna.