Yeah announcing they should fuck before running off to the shower may have been a stupid idea. But the look on Bakugou's face was so worth it. She snickered to herself all the way to the bathroom and even as she turned the water on and started to quickly strip out of her hero costume. Maybe she should say such things to Bakugou more often? That reaction he gave was priceless.
With the shower running she never even heard the nearly silent footsteps that were approaching the bathroom. She probably should have locked the bathroom door after that stunt. But never locking the bathroom door in her own apartment had her develop the bad habit of never locking bathroom doors in places she felt safe.
So when the bathroom door swung open she was surprised. Clad in only her panties that she had been about to push down, she was frozen like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Blinking her eyes like an idiot she watched him slam the door shut behind him.
"Bakugou?" His name came out like a question as if she did not understand why he was just standing before her. As if she did not just tease, entice and then run for it. She should have seen this coming.
With the bathroom door closed behind him Bakugou wasted no time in stalking across the bathroom towards her. She stepped back from him only for her ass to hit the counter of the bathroom. She was caged in before she could try to run from him. The deep scent of smoke filled her nose.
His musky scent filled the bathroom, it nearly drew a whimper from her lips as her brain felt foggy for a second. Before she blinked her eyes a few times and forced her brain to function again. The scent of rut had started to drift from Bakugou as he caged her in before leaning down to crash his lips against hers. And once again her brain turned to mush. Her omega was begging for more. Her hands reached out to start clawing at his uniform while she returned the fierce kiss.
Pulling back and breaking the kiss Bakugou growled as he ripped his shirt off. His lips moved to start kissing along her neck. His nose ran over her scent gland. She was already panting, her body instantly reacting to her alpha. Gasping for breath she struggled to try and push the fog from her brain.
"Bakugou," She tried calling out to him in hopes that he would come to his senses. But instead she felt his tongue lap at her scent gland. And she nearly crumpled at the sensation of his tongue lapping at her skin. No, she needed to try again.
"Katsuki," She whimpered out his first name and that seemed to draw his attention enough that he pulled back from her neck to look down at her with pupils so blown she almost couldn't see more than a ring of red in his eyes.
"Rut. You're going into a rut. We can not do this in the bathroom," She was scrambling to get her brain to work as she panted. Was it the steam from the shower still running or her fuzzy brain that made it hard to breathe? She was not too sure. But she was thankful that a look of realization crossed Bakugou's face.
"Fuck," He growled and leaned back a little as he started to take a few deep breaths threw his mouth.
"You're one hell of a fucking tease," He grumbled before finding the strength to take a step back from her.
Well his self control was much better than hers as she gripped at the bathroom counter to keep herself standing. The urge to whine as he stepped back had her chest tighten as she struggled to swallow down the sound. She was not trying as hard as he was to regain her senses.
"Not my fault you're so easy to tease," she said with a playful smirk which just earned her a deep growl from him. Which she tried hard to ignore as she pushed herself off the counter once she felt her legs would not give out.
"Are we gonna shower or should we just turn the water off?" She asked with an arched brow as she watched him hesitate.
They really needed to get cleaned up. But one glance down told her that Bakugou was just barely holding on. The fact he had not busted the zipper on his pants was a surprise.
"Make it fast," he groaned at her as she smirked and moved to walk past him. Her panties hitting the floor of the bathroom as she smirked over her shoulder at him.
"You don't gotta tell me that. Tell it to your dick," she snickered as she watched him scowl at her as she giggled and slipped into the shower leaving him to strip himself naked and join her or wait his turn. She wasn't sure if he had the self control for either option. But it seemed in the end he chose to join her as she listened to his clothes hitting the floor of the bathroom while she was already scrubbing body wash over herself. He was not the only one who was eager and impatient.
Her mind was still feeling fuzzy, her omega urges were pushing for her to nest. To show her alpha she was a good omega. Fuck she hated the sudden urges she felt. Annoying second gender. She scrubbed quickly at the slick that was already coating the inside of her thighs.
If she would not have taken that incredibly strong suppressant they would not have stopped. The slightest scent of his rut would have sent her straight into heat. She was incredibly thankful for her quick visit to Tenza or she would have been in trouble. She still was. The supressent would not last long.
She was still running the soapy washcloth over her body as Bakugou stepped into the shower to join her. The hot water from the shower helped to wash away the smell of his rut. Which was a welcomed relief to her nose. Though that did not mean that Bakugou was any less rut brained. She could feel his calloused hands running over her side.
"You're impatient when you're in a rut," she said as she attempted to glare at him.
"Ain't my fault you decided to tease the crap out of me. Didn't even get to eat all my dinner thanks to you," he growled at her.
Though now that she thought about it, his rut would explain why he had nearly chewed off the doctor's head who fixed her hand up. And why Bakugou was in such a sour mood there since the attack. If his rut started during or right after the fight she could see that triggering his alpha instincts. An omega was hurt in front of him. His need to care for her injury could have triggered his rut if it was close.
"Mmm I'm sorry alpha," she nearly purred. Which earned a painful groan from Bakugou.
"Unless you want me to knot you in the shower I'd suggest being more careful. I am barely holding on here," he admitted. Maybe later she would tease him about it. But for now their time was limited and they both were covered in dust and blood. They could not spend the next week fucking like this.
"How is your side feeling," she asked, deciding to change the subject as she washed the body wash off of her body. And of course her omega decided to focus on his injury.
"T'is fine. Don't even feel a thing," he said simply. She turned and gave him a look of doubt before she was dipping her head back under the spray of water to soak her hair so she could run shampoo through it.
"What bout your hand?" He asked as he stepped closer to her trying to get under some of the hot water.
"As long as I don't slam it into anything it is fine," She said as she flexed the once broken hand to show that she still had full function of it now as she reached over for the shampoo bottle and filling one palm before starting to run her fingers through her hair to work the shampoo into her hair.
All she got as a response from him was a grunt, she took that as his way of saying good. She had a feeling that even if Bakugou wanted to chat he couldn't at the moment. The feeling of his hard cock glancing across her stomach nearly had her giggle at him. Though his self control was amazing. Anyone else and the alpha would have taken over. She would have been bent over the bathroom counter and fucked. She couldn't deny that thought was still a sexy one.
But she was reminded that if he was in a rut he would knot her. And the bathroom was not the best place for that. Her own inner omega was clawing at her mind. Her skin was already growing warm. The urge to nest was annoying. Her heat was reacting to his rut. The only saving grace that kept her from instantly turning into a begging bitch in heat was the strong and rather illegal suppressant running through her body.
Still even as the hot steam helped to suppress his scent she couldn't deny as she breathed through her mouth she could nearly taste him in the air. The taste of sugar was coating her tongue. Almost like she had just stuffed a toasted marshmallow into her mouth. She was nearly panting already as she found her fingers had stopped their massage of the shampoo in her hair.
Her eyes fluttered a few times as she could hear his low chuckle fill her ears. His warm body pressed into her as he leaned to whisper in her ear.
"What's the matter little omega?" He was teasing her with the question. Bakugou had been watching as her eyes had slowly grown glossy, her fingers had stopped working the shampoo threw her dark hair the second his cock had run against her stomach.
And yet as his lips brushed her ear she nearly crumpled in the middle of the shower. Quickly turning around so she was not looking at him she growled softly at him.
"Nothin," she grumbled as she heard him chuckle even more. He loved to get her so flustered. It was just so fun. Watching her cling to what strands of her sanity she could. Sure he was not in a much better state himself. His hips seemed to have a mind of their own as he was already grinding himself into her lower back.
"I can smell your slick even through the hot water. That ain't nothin," he said, unable to help himself as he wrapped one arm around her waist as he leaned down. Sinking his teeth into the top of her right shoulder. The body against him went limp. Her legs giving out and a soft whine turned into a moan as his little omega turned to putty in his hands. They needed to rinse off and get out now before this turned into more than just teasing.
Forcing his jaw to open he let go of her shoulder as he ran his tongue over the bite indents he had left behind. His fangs itched to sink into more of her skin. He wanted to leave her covered in his marks. Mark, she was his omega, the urge to sink his teeth into her scent gland had his mouth salivating and fangs aching.
Quickly pulling away he made sure she had her legs under her again before letting his grip grow loose on her.
"Rinse your hair and get out," he ordered with a low growl before he turned to step out of the shower. Not a care in the world that he had not actually washed his body or hair.
She was helpless to follow the order. Most of the shampoo had been rinsed out of her hair thanks to her daydreaming while standing under the water. But hearing it gave an as order she quickly made sure all the shampoo was out of her hair before she turned the water off. That was a rather useless shower for almost both of them. But it seemed neither of them could wait any longer.
Bakugou was already dried off pretty well by the time she stepped out of the shower. She was treated to a towel sitting around Bakugou's waist while another fully dry one was in his hands, spread out and waiting for her.
"Come here," she did not argue or fight as she did as she was told and walked to stand before him. Quickly and a little aggressively Bakugou was running the towel across her damp body. He made quick work at getting most of the water off of her skin as he worked from her feet up till he reached her dark hair. His hands were a little rough as he ruffled the towel across the top of her head. That earned him some complaints from her. But he ignored them as he tried to get as much water out of her hair as he could.
Once he felt done he dropped the towel to sit around her shoulders. Which she reached up for meaning to wrap her hair up with it to prevent droplets from slowly making their way down her back. But she never had the chance to do so.
"Bedroom. Now," was the two words that were growled at her. She nearly whimpered as she turned and nearly ran towards his bedroom dropping the towel on the floor as she ran. Bakugou was hot on her heels as he watched her naked body as she headed for his bedroom.
Now that the hot water of the shower was not washing away the scents. The sweet smell of warm milk chocolate filled his nose as he chased after his sweet little omega. Even his own scent of burnt wood had a slight sweet scent to it. Or at least Sakaki smelled a slight sweet undertone that mixed oh so well with the scent of a campfire.
Reaching his bed Sakaki was quick to start crawling across the nicely made covers of his bed. But she didn't even get to the middle of the bed before a calloused hand grabbed her ankle. She let out a playful giggle as the hand on her ankle roughly pulled her back towards the edge of the bed she had just come from.
Letting go of her ankle, those warm calloused hands moved to grip her hips. Her hips were roughly lifted up. Yet before she could pick her head up she felt one hand let go of her hip and move up to grip the back of her neck. Her giggle died in her throat as she went limp beneath his grip. She was putty in his hands and willing to do anything he wanted. And for now she kept her ass in the air. Her spine bending at a beautiful angle as her cheek was pressed into the bedsheets of his bed. Their combined scents lingered on the bedsheets and she welcomed the smell as she rocked her hips back softly.
"Alpha," she mewed at him as her body was starting to ache for him. Her body was flushed, her inner thigh sticky with her slick. Her ass in the air gave him the perfect view.
Her body nearly shook at the growl that rumbled from behind her. Keeping her ass up even as the last hand finally let go of her hips she really could not move much even if she wanted to. The grip on the back of her neck kept her pinned down to the bed.
She was about to beg again but just as she opened her mouth he gave one rough thrust. Sheathing himself deep into her body. She cried out in a mixture of surprise and pleasure. Luckily for her she was so wet the stretch and roughness did not actually hurt. The thrust was so rough her entire body jolted forwards against his grip.
Her fingers gripped at the blankets beneath her. Her toes curled, she moaned with pleasure as he started up a quick and rough pace. The bed creaked with each thrust. She could feel his free hand gripping at her hips once again. This time his grip was tight enough to leave bruises behind. She didn't care. He could leave all the marks he wanted to. She welcomed every bruise and bite mark he left on her skin.
She tried to lean back against his thrusts. But he was so rough she still found the bed sheets beneath her moving her across the bed. Yet he never paused as he moved to kneel behind her.
Leaning down his large body pinned her down to the bed. He kissed up along her back. Leaving nips and bites as he moved up to her left shoulder. The grip he had on the back of her neck remained. Though now it was not meant to hold her down. Now it serves the purpose of keeping his fingers over her scent glands.
She was a moaning, gasping and crying mess. And he could tell with the way her walls were clamping down around him that she was close. Then again he was not in any better shape. He was panting heavily himself. His knot is already starting to grow, catching at the edge of her delicious pussy. All that teasing from earlier had nearly killed him.
"Cum omega," he was growling into her ear as he finally felt her fall over the edge. Her body milked him as he let out a low glutinous moan. Two more thrusts and he was following her. His knot popped locking them together as he came hard. His teeth sank into the skin of her left shoulder. He tasted copper as his fangs broke the skin.
Panting hard threw his nose he needed a minute before his body felt like it could move again. Forcing his jaw open he let go of her shoulder. He gently ran his tongue over the open wound as he tried to sooth the pain he knew it had to have caused. Which earned him a soft hiss but that was the only complaint he got as the body beneath him had already gone limp.
He was gentle as he let go of the back of her neck. Wrapped one arm around her waist and gently he rolled them over so that both were laying on their sides now.
"Are you okay?" He asked. Though all he got was a nod of her head as she melted into his chest. He almost thought she had fallen asleep while waiting for his knot to deflate. Instead it seemed she was just waiting for the ability to pull away from him without pain. The second his knot was gone she was squirming away.
A pang of pain struck his chest as she pulled away from him while cuddling. But quickly it became apparent why she pulled away. Her hands were quickly pulling and tugging the blankets around them into a circular shape. She was scrounging dirty clothes from his hamper. She was nesting. His rut had completely triggered a full blown heat for her again. This was going to be a long week for both of them.