Izuku's P.O.V.
"Hey, how was therapy today?"
"Honestly… I think Eijiro is a much better support person. I just… bring up too many feelings right now, it's too raw and I think he's scared to really share freely for fear of how I'll react."
"Eiji's a good rock." Kacchan… did Kacchan just make a joke… like… willingly engage with me?
"No kidding." I chuckled, feeling like I was walking on eggshells. "Do you need help?"
"Kinda have your hands full there dontcha?"
"I mean, not really." I smiled, showing Kacchan both of my hands and the usefulness of the hands free front pack carrier on my chest Kibo was currently napping in.
"Don't need help, but if you're not busy, I have some stuff I wanted to talk to you about." Kacchan wants to talk to me? Me?
"Yeah, sure. What did you want to talk about?" I asked, taking a seat in a bar stool in front of him, petting Kibo's blond locks gently as he gave off a happy baby scent. Kacchan chopped the onion particularly loudly, sorting through his thoughts.
"Look… I don't know how to be tactful… delicate when it comes to you but… there's some stuff we need to talk about to clear the air."
"Oh…"
Kacchan shook his head, not looking at me as he slid the onions into the pot. "We need to know, all of us… are you… are you in this or not?"
I… was a little thrown off by his statement. I mean, winter break will be over in a couple of days, the four of us stayed here because… we all wanted to be here. Needed to. Kibo is growing and getting older by the day. It's been months… I haven't left once. I won't leave. "Kacchan, Shoto and I are together, I love Kibo like he's my son. He is my son. I don't… I don't understand what you're getting at."
"Deku, you've been… well a glorified caretaker honestly. All you ever do is take care of Kibo, take care of Shoto, take care of-"
"Todoroki is going through a whole lot right now. He is processing what happened to him which means he is having a hard time bonding with his son during the critical bonding period. He may never be able to and that affects his and our pup's health every single day. I don't know why you're even questioning me when I've done nothing but-"
"I'm not questioning your commitment, I'm questioning your relationship within us."
"What?"
"Can you calm down for a second?"
"Kacchan." I tried to deflate but then he… put his hand on his shoulder.
"Look… the dots just… haven't connected yet and I'm questioning if you even want them to."
"What are you talking about?"
"Do I have to spell it out?"
"I guess so Kacchan." He went back to the stove, stirring the pot.
"Look… Kiri and I… we had sex with Icy Hot last week… the three of us together." I… I know that. Sho told me. It was when Denki and I were doing that omega community class on colic. After the fact I umm… I licked the cum out of his cunt. Kacchan and Eijiro. It… tasted… well incredible.
"Yes."
"And yeah, he's been diagnosed with this big bad bonding sickness thing, but he's out of the direct postpartum stage, he's touch starved, and I know you two have been fooling around too." Yes. He… has wants… so do I. Like alpha/alpha, omega/omega sex isn't compatible, neither one of us is able to actually penetrate the other. Not really. But… that doesn't stop intimacy.
"I thought everyone was on the same page with this. We all have individual relationships with Shoto. We're in a polyamorous relationship."
"We aren't in anything." Oh… Kacchan is saying… is he saying he doesn't want me in this? "But we should be." I know the expression on my face changed, I'm just not sure exactly what it looked like and I didn't have time to speak up. "Shit, fuck. That's not what I meant. Fuck. I didn't want it to come out like it's my unilateral decision. Obviously you need to have a choice in this. Fuckin hell."
Kacchan was… stumbling over his words. I've… never… I've never seen him like this. "I really don't understand what you're saying and… you're going to burn this if you-" I moved to turn down the stove temperature but Kacchan slammed something hard and metal on the countertop before me. My heart stopped beating. It was… a ring… The ring I'm pretty sure he gave to Todoroki when they were briefly engaged! "What is that?" He must be planning on proposing to Shoto again? He wants my blessing maybe?
"You know what it is. It's a fuckin engagement ring. It's… mine to give."
"So… you're going to propose to Sho. For real this time?"
"God nerd, fuck, I guess I'm not being clear. Damn it. No. No Deku… Izuku. I'm not proposing to Shoto… I'm proposing to you." The words didn't register in my brain. "Tch, fine, alright. Okay, I'll do it right." What? Kacchan took the ring off the counter, positioned it in his hand… then got down on one knee. What? "Izuku… will you marry me?"
WHAT?! "M-mmarry you…?"
"Yeah, be my legal husband. Vows… church bells, all of it."
Legal husband… Like for some optics reason? But why? I guess… married and claimed omega have in a sense more rights or freedoms under the permission of an alpha… That's been an important sticking point the four of us have contemplated. So maybe… getting married would just legally allow us to move forwards in this… foursome I guess. But- "Stop over thinking this nerd. This isn't… I'm not… I'm not doing this to get at some angle or… for a reason that's not 100% about you."
Huh? "Then… then I don't really understand."
Kacchan let out a hard breath, staying there on the floor, still offering me the ring. "I'm proposing, because… I want to. I want you to be a part of this family… officially and… fully. Right now, we're a box with two diagonals but the fuckin bottom isn't closed. Everyone had a relationship, a close fuckin bond with each other, even you and Eijiro because who the fuck would have known the two of you actually wanted to be parents more than anything and bonded over Kibo? But… you and I don't have shit. Since the second that baby was born, we all became fully invested in making this crazy thing work, but at best? At best, what are we… colleagues? Are we even friends? And… you've proved… you've always been… You will always be exactly what I've always needed in my life. My perfect match that I've never wanted to admit you were. Maybe fatherhood has changed me because it finally made me pull my head out of my ass and realize. Shoto doesn't want a wedding, or a ring, or a collar, or a claim. To be owned. But you do. You always have. By me. So… I'm offering it… if that's what you still want." He stood up, pushing the ring on my finger. I just looked at it. Sparkling and beautiful. My jaw dropped.
"For… for optics right? To… close the box?" Surely not to-
"Because I want to love you. And I want you to want to love me. I want to finally give you what you deserve from me. A real claim. A real relationship. Between you and me." I wasn't believing anything… not registering any of it… not until… until Kacchan took my chin in his hand and gently urged me to look up at him. What incredible softness I've never ever seen from him. And those ruby orbs, his eyes. So genuine, so open. Like… he really does mean every word he's saying. If that wasn't enough, he came in closer to kiss me, soft, genuine, pure. I had to get on my toes to meet him halfway, but our lips connecting… that was real. Kacchan… actually wants a relationship with me. To marry me. Kacchan. Kibo shifted on my chest and it brought us back to reality. Kacchan moved away to check on dinner, but then looked up at me as if asking me a question. Well… I guess… he did ask me a question, didn't he?
"Yes Kacchan, I will marry you."
"Nerd."
I now understand his line of questioning that started all of this. "You're right, I have been bearing the caretaker load in this relationship, taking care of the needs of everyone. I love that Shoto doesn't, that he isn't the traditional omega everyone wants him to be. And you're right… I am. Even if marrying you isn't more than a status, if our relationship line that connects the box for us isn't as strong… I've always wanted to be yours. I've always been yours. So… It's really easy for me to want to make it official. To actually have the opportunity to be with you in a real way. To be your omega. So yes Kacchan, I will marry you." I slipped the ring on with ease, like… it was actually always meant to be mine.
"I want you to want this. Not just because society-" This time I put my hand on his shoulder.
"I do. I do Kacchan." He let out another breath and got out four plates, not saying anything as he spooned out our meal.
"So umm… I have that collar too… it was made for Sho, but it has my crest on it. It's bulky as hell, made to suppress his hell of a quirk. It's expensive, and I made sure we paid for it with comfort in mind. But… how comfortable would a big ass metal collar be? So if you wanted a different one…"
"I would like to wear it. You have it?"
His eyes widened a little in shock. "It's in the room."
"Will you put it on me?"
"Yeah Dek- Izuku, I can."
"And will you… claim me first… before you do?"
Those beautiful rubies were just so shocked. Like… he really didn't think my response wouldn't be this easy. And maybe it shouldn't have been. Maybe I should have given Kacchan a harder time and thought about it longer. But why? Why shouldn't I just be able to… make the choice I want to make? The choice I already knew I wanted. Omega aren't allowed to make their own choices, but it's not because we can't. I have the ability to choose and I am choosing to be a permanent part of this family. I'm choosing Kacchan. I'm choosing Eijiro. I'm choosing Shoto. And I'm choosing Kibo. Each and every one is my choice, and I feel confident in my choice. I want this. For no other reason than I do.
"Come on omega, let's get this food over to our other mates." He nudged me.
"Sure." I said with a smile, grabbing a few things so Kacchan didn't have to carry everything over by himself. We've all sort of moved into Kacchan's room. It's a little cramped, but cozy. The alpha's moved Kirishima's bed in here so we had a little more space to sleep the four of us. My room has become sort of a storage closet for extra things and Eijiro's an overflow closet of clothes and baby items. We'll all making it work and for once, things feel easy, light.
"You damn nerds." Kacchan exclaimed as we opened the bedroom door. Shoto was in Eijiro's lap, dick pressed deep inside him for all of us to see. They had been kissing, it seemed like they were in the middle of slow and meaningful sex. Shoto looked so pretty like that. Happy.
Shoto looked back at us, gorgeous lips pressed red and face a little flushed. "Join us." He said deeply, lustfully.
"Couldn't keep it in your pants for five minutes while I cooked dinner?" Kacchan grumbled, putting the food on the desk then taking off his slippers and undoing his belt. I moved to put Kibo in his bassinet, realizing he was in such deep sleep a fire alarm probably wouldn't wake him. When I was finished I looked over to the bed and the three of them were looking right back at me. Hungry. Like they… like they wanted me.
"C'mere Deku." Kacchan mumbled, motioning me over, letting his eyes take in my body for what seemed like the first time he was really seeing it, really appreciating it. I walked over slowly, stripping, realizing much too late that it was almost as if I was putting on a show. All three pairs of eyes were on me.
"Beautiful." One of them muttered, I'm not sure which.
"Always has been."
Kacchan pulled off his pants, sitting naked on the edge of the bed similar to Eijiro's position, who was supporting Shoto's frame as the incredible omega continued to grind and ride him slowly. When I got close enough, now naked, Kacchan reached out for my hand, pulling me forcefully, strongly… sweetly into his aurora. One hand traveled down the small of my back, the other reaching up to cup my face. "You and me now, okay? I'm sorry it took me so long."
"The four of us. I'm sorry everything went the way it did." Todoroki has apologized more times than I can count. And I've accepted exactly as many times. None of it matters now, it brought us here, to this moment. Eijiro must have thrust into Shoto particularly hard as his mouth gaped and he arched his back like an angel. Perfect. Shoto. Kacchan pulled me into his lap, the same position as our counterparts, then, as if on instinct, we both leaned over to kiss them too. There was no place I'd rather be. I felt myself gasp in Todoroki's mouth as Kacchan's finger circled my sensitive rim.
"Fuck you're wet, excited for me Deku?"
"You have no idea." I mused as Eijiro's strong arm pulled me forward and into a lip lock with him. I felt Shoto's warm hand touch then grip my ass cheek, spreading me open for Kacchan to push his fingers inside. I let out another moan, this time inside Eijiro's mouth.
"So needy."
"So beautiful." Shoto murmured into my exposed neck, taking small bites then licking into my scent gland. I felt it flutter, releasing my scent and arousal. "Heaven." He purred.
"Nugh." I whined as Kacchan finally entered me.
"Eyes on me." Kacchan said, pulling me back to him and wrapping his arms protectively around me. "Eyes on me." He whispered beginning to thrust. It was ecstasy. Pure and utter bliss. Having Kacchan inside of me, Shoto's moans right by my ear as Eijiro rocked his world. As Kacchan rocked mine. This was how I lost my virginity. Like this. In beautiful and utter bliss with the four people I cared most about in this world. "Fuck Deku, you feel so good for me. Wet and perfect, and fuckin tight." Kacchan growned, slamming my hips down with a delicious power that made my toes curl.
"Fuck Kat, look at you. Izuku's wrecking you."
"Like you're not far behind, Icy Hot treating you so good." Kacchan breathed before pulling me in for another kiss.
Shoto moaned again in response, "Knot me Eiji, I want it." Shoto's been able to get his hands on birth control… it's… illegal but… in addition to his counseling and rehab services, the clinic has… empathy for omega.
"Anything you want baby." Eijiro whispered into his lips. I could feel Kacchan's knot starting to swell too.
"Kacchan… you're not wearing a condom." I whispered, burying my neck in his nape as if just to hold onto my sanity as he sped up his motions even faster. He held me tighter, thrust deeper, and sucked into my neck all at once. Bliss.
"You gotta problem with me knotting you?" Kacchan knotting me. Kacchan wanting to knot me.
"Not a one- Nugh!" His knot was beginning to catch.
"I love you." Kacchan breathed into my neck as Todoroki interlaced his hand in mine.
"We all do." I watched as Kacchan pulled back for a moment, looking me in the eyes as he let his fangs come out, beautiful, shiny, and perfect. There was a second of unspoken communication between us, a question, confirmation. I bared my neck to Kacchan. Before I knew it, I was calling out, Kacchan's knot squeezing its way inside of me. As I arched my back in orgasm, fangs pierced into my nape, Shoto's touch grounding me, the ecstasy of four simultaneous orgasms filling the room. Kacchan had marked me. I was just… claimed.
"Shhh, you're ours now, always." Shoto said, kissing away my tears as the alphas pulled us into a more comfortable position on the bed, knots still deep inside. I felt myself begin to purr as Kacchan licked and kissed my new mark. The brand new claiming mark he just put on me. Was this even real?
"You don't have to wear it and the key will always be available to you, but… if you want it." Kacchan reached under the pillow and pulled out a beautiful hand carved wooden box. "It's yours." A collar. A real collar. My collar.
I've never wanted anything more in my entire life. To belong. To not be horribly disfigured. To be a part of something. To be wanted. Appreciated. "I'm yours for the rest of my life Kacchan. Yours, Shoto's and Eijiro's. Always." With that, Kacchan placed the collar on me, and we all started a beautiful and wonderful life together.
30 Years Later
Shoto's P.O.V.
"Sho, are you okay?" Izuku asked, adjusting my tie.
"I'm just fine."
"It's okay to be nervous. I know you haven't talked publicly about it since we were kids." Eijiro said, smoothing my hair.
"He's gonna be just fine. What he needs is a damn lint roller. Kibo you're damn cat has him covered." Katsuki said, brushing off my suit.
"Sorry Pops. Here, try this." My son said, handing my explosive husband a lint roller.
"That's better."
"Are you okay with me doing this? This is a big moment. Your father could just introduce you like he does, he's much better at this sort of thing than me."
"No Dad. This is important. It needs to be said. From you. Please. I want you to do this."
"Keigo has gotten the point across. The treaty has passed."
"You know it's not about that." Kibo nuzzled into my neck, giving me his scent. It has taken years, maybe even more than a decade… to find comfort in my pup's scent. He smells so much like the biological donor he unfortunately has. It's been difficult. There were times when my pup couldn't understand why it was so hard for me to be near. Thankfully, we've both worked hard to love each other, to bond. He's forgiven me for something that wasn't even his fault to begin with. "I want you to speak out, because you've earned this more than anyone."
"But now son, today? It's your day."
He took my hands and smiled. "It's our day." I let out a breath. Though he looks like his sire with the exception of his eyes, he is everything his fathers raised him to be. Eijiro's kindness, Izuku's resourcefulness, Katsuki's drive, and… I suppose… my willingness to break the mold. My son. He's… the best combination of us all.
"Then I am happy and honored to do this." He hugged me before Katsuki brushed him off muttering about how my pup was wrinkling my tie, lint rolling me and Kibo once more.
Izuku pulled me aside and got on his toes to hold my cheeks in his hands.
"I'm so proud of you."
"You think I can really do it?"
"You've done much harder things, Shoto. This is your victory lap." Yes… I suppose it is.
"Thank you, my love." He kissed me. It was just as warm and loving as it's always been. My husband. My soulmate. I ran my hand along his collar. Izuku's beloved collar. We've long since traded his original in, got him one much better, much more… considerate. Izuku's collar has designs from all our family crests, meant to fit him perfectly and be comfortable. It's what Izuku wants. To be collared by his husbands. So we gave him that.
I never wanted a collar. The sentiment never jived well with me as it turns out. To be owned by another. I love my three husbands, our family, our pup, but to be owned… Only I can own myself. I am committed and dedicated to my loves, I don't need a collar to prove that to the world. So I never got one. I wear a metal solid wedding band, just like Katsuki and Eijiro do. A claimed omega without a collar and able to utilize their powerful quirk is frowned on; we've even been sued for it. We lost that lawsuit, for a brief time I was forced to wear some kind of quirk canceling machinery, an uncomfortable bracelet, but soon, we got even those laws changed too. I guess we could say… we've come a long way.
"Alright nerds, now or never." Katsuki said with no bite, holding the curtain that led onstage out for me.
"Then I suppose it is now." I said, giving each of my three husbands a smile, a final look to my distinguished son, then turning towards the stage.
"So that's my story. That is why I'm doing all of this. I knew I had a passion for one day doing good for the ones who were in similar situations to me, but I just didn't know how to get there. Not until I met our next speaker. I'd like to introduce to you the person who started all of this, the person who dared to start the conversation. Please help me give a warm welcome to my friend and colleague, Mr. Shoto Todoroki." There was a loud applause, screams and shouts as I walked on the stage and shook Keigo's hand. He gave me a warm smile and helped me adjust the mic. I'm still pretty tall for an omega, that will never change.
"Thanks Hawks." I smiled at my son's running mate as he walked off and turned to the crowd. Crowd was… an understatement. It felt like the whole world was watching, every omega in the country waiting with bated breaths for me to speak. Well… alright. "As you all know, my name is Shoto Todoroki, Kibo is my wonderful, just incredible son that I am really just so proud of." I looked at him from backstage and felt a tear come to my eye. "I'm usually just on the sidelines for these things. My two heroic husbands and my pure ray of sunshine omega husband are usually the ones to soak up the limelight… I just do the paperwork." The crowd seemed to laugh. It gave me a little more confidence.
"So… the reason all this started goes back to the time when I matured. A, honestly, terrifying time in the lives of young omega. In those days, omega trade was… secretive, but not necessarily illegal. We changed that." The crowd roared and I again waited for them to settle down. "I was bred to be…a very high grossing prize. If I showed alpha, by all accounts, I suppose I might have been in my son's position except maybe thirty years prior." I chuckled, looking back over at my family who were all giving me thumbs up.
"But I showed omega, and that changed the course of my life in every single aspect. Again, I was bred to be perfection, high stock, of great value. But I was horribly disfigured." I motioned to my scar, still as ugly as it was as a child. "Another thing that drastically changes the course of an omega's life. I was worthless. I felt worthless. Ever the entrepreneur, my father thought to donate me to UA, get his return on investment that way, instead of selling my womb to a, now illegal, breeding facility. So that I would birth the greatest alpha in generations. Turns out I did." I winked at my alpha son and he bowed gratefully, peaking out just a little from backstage curtain causing the crowd to simply roar.
"I don't talk about it much, I often cite to my personal experience in articles, have written about it in that autobiography you all lovingly demanded." The crowd cheered again. I am not usually so charismatic, if at all, but this crowd, what we have done today… this was the moment. "But I've never talked about it." I looked at my family one more time, they all nodded, causing me to nod. Gather the strength to continue. "Kibo's conception was… jarring. It's no secret that Kibo's biological father is Toshinori Yagi, better known as the hero All Might… former hero All Might. I was fourteen experiencing my third heat ever." I took a deep breath, gripping the podium a little to steady myself.
"Consent. That single word has been the sole purpose of Izuku and my life's work. To get it in the conversation, in our everyday lives, to understand it and respect it. I did not consent the day of Kibo's conception. It has been litigated and relitigated for almost decades that Toshinori Yagi truly believed that I did that day. At first, the battle was to just be believed. For someone in a position of power to actually find my side of the story, an omega's story, credible. That it could have happened the way I said it did. That an omega had any personal autonomy at all and then also had the ability to tell people like alphas that they couldn't violate that personal autonomy. I look back on it today and am just astounded by how such a simple concept could be the center of the most ferocious battle of my life." I paused for another moment.
"Along the way claims were made like 'even if an alpha could rape an omega, how would the alpha even know?' or 'is it still rape if there are no broken bones or blood?' I remember this particular deposition, it was right after law school, Kibo was maybe twelve at the time. He had a track meet at three pm I was sure I would make because the deposition was scheduled for eight am that morning and I just had to answer some 'follow up' questions. These lawyers stood up and made me one by one define every possibility of rape an omega could experience. As if I was the leading expert on rape and the definition of rape and sexual assault hadn't been defined since the Hammurabi Code in 1750 BCE." The audience went wild and I had to wait for them to calm down. "I missed the track meet that day. Kibo placed first in the shot-put all city tournament, his multiple quirks reigning superior. I returned home to my family at three o'clock in the morning the next day, having thoroughly exhausted every one of All Might's countless ivy-league educated lawyers. That transcript would then become the basis for my petition to the Supreme Court of Japan and the foundation of the laws we passed here today." More cheering, more rowdy noise. "Before I was thirty, after nearly a fifteen year fight, we finally passed the first law of what would eventually be called the Omega Autonomy Code. The code explicitly states that not only do omega have rights over their own bodies, but that they can do whatever they want to do with those bodies!" More cheering, more screaming. A woman in the front row was screaming in tears; joy.
I paused, thinking about my entire life, all the hard work. Rocking Kibo to sleep as I studied for my trigonometry exam, fighting with myself because he resembled his bio-dad so much. Being hounded by the media, having the worst things written and shown about me and my family, All Might doing everything in his power to silence me, including very real and very serious threats. All Might died before the Supreme Court decision came out but his reputation had died long before it. Once the court of public opinion swayed in my favor, once the near hundreds of students, sidekicks, and even omega wives of powerful dignitaries came out to say what All Might did to them, All Might had lost the battle. I wasn't the only one. Not with All Might. Not with other powerful Alphas. Time was up. My story wasn't the most gruesome, not even of the All Might stories, it wasn't even particularly unique. I was just the first to say something. The first to do something.
You should know that Izuku and I graduated high school on time and fully. Between the four of us we made it work, even with a small child. By that time we knew we had to do something. That even when All Might was keeping his distance from me and mouth shut, the general public still wanted me publicly executed for my claims; although my child was his sire's spitting image even then. Somehow Izuku and I managed to get accepted by a local college; the first omega in Japan to enroll. We graduated at the top of our class and even more unbelievable went on to law school together; the first omega in all of Asia to obtain a law degree. We fought and started a small civil rights firm while Red Riot and Ground Zero fought their way up the ranks. At first their popularity took a hit for our unusual relationship, then it exploded for it; the whole way finally becoming the incredible heroes we knew them both to be.
And Kibo. Who could forget about Kibo? He grew up into a fine alpha. The perfect alpha. But certainly not in the way that All Might imagined. He is caring and kind. Empathetic. What an alpha should be. I am more proud of my son than words can say. I am so proud of the work and sacrifices we all made to get us here today. Despite it all… it all turned out to be okay.
"So now, today, on this beautiful and well earned day, we sign the official Omega Autonomy Code into law. It is with a heart so full and a joy so large, that I humbly get to introduce my son to sign this international accord. My son, my life, my heart, my hero… Prime Minister of Japan, Kibo Todoroki."