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The electricity in the air on game day was something Izuku was addicted too. The week leading up to the game had people building anticipation, bets on who would win, flyers being handed out, parties being planned for after the match, and of course the cheerleading team helped boost the excitement. Bight uniforms and pompoms fluttering in the air as the team chanted and danced in the halls, calling for people to root for the home team, and Izuku’s favourite person.
He had always been small, always teased when he was younger. It was tough growing up and wanting to be an alpha so bad, wanting to compete and keep up with his friends. He didn’t have many, but he had Bakugo Katsuki, who, as brash as he was, meant the world to him. They fought, they laughed, and often ended up covered in dirt. They had made promises to take on the world together, before Katsuki would inevitably tackle him to the ground in some wrestling match. He idolised him in many ways. Izuku had been so sad when they finally learned the differences between omegas and alphas.
He didn’t want to be kept at arm’s length, he didn’t want to be treated so delicately, like glass, like the omegas on TV. He wanted things to stay the same, especially with Katsuki. Others around him had instantly started treating him differently. He was small, he had been so weak, and as Katsuki grew that difference was only more pronounced. Katsuki grew much taller, stocked out with a broad chest and his muscles filled out quickly with training. Izuku stayed small, soft curves forming on his hips, thighs, and stomach. He had hated how he looked, and how others looked at him.
Everyone treated him differently as they grew, even Katsuki. The bigger he got the more hesitant his playful shoves became, the softer his eyes were when he looked at him. It had bothered him. He had felt pitied. And he felt worse and worse about it because the more Katsuki grew, stronger, taller, more alpha, the more his stupid omega brain appreciated him. His childhood idolisation turning to deeper feelings quickly. He could see the other was pulling away, their friendship changed without him understanding, and he watched as Katsuki bonded with other alphas, leaving him on his own unintentionally.
Bakugo joined the football team and excelled, the coach wouldn’t even let Izuku try out. An omega on the football team, who had ever heard of that? They had laughed. The team was all alphas and a few betas, and as much as Izuku had wanted to fight them, he didn’t even reach Bakugo’s shoulder. He hated it, but he understood if he was tackled by an alpha the way that Bakugo could be, he would be hurt. Badly. He had hated his build, hated his omega status, he wanted to do something, anything but sit on the sidelines and watch as he was left behind. He wanted Katsuki’s attention, wanted the connection he had had before, and so desperately craved again, even if he hadn’t fully understood it at the time.
Cheerleading was what saved him from his self-hatred. For once being an omega wasn’t a bad thing. His build was a positive, in fact, his size meant he was able to be thrown, he could fly. He could do something that others couldn’t, including Katsuki, and he looked beautiful doing it. Cheerleading helped him learn to love himself. He was still lean, but strong and fast as dutifully trained muscle started to shape his body. He was light and very flexible, and he was proud to say the uniforms always looked great on him either his high school uniform or his new, brightly coloured university one. Before he joined cheerleading, he had refused to wear skirts, not wanting to only be seen as something pretty to look at or just an omega, he had wanted to be taken seriously. Now, however, he was pretty confident that his ass in the cheer skirt looked hot, and it made his legs look like they went for days.
It didn’t hurt that Katsuki loved how he looked in skirts.
Izuku had gotten more confident after joining cheerleading, no longer feeling lost. He had started to see his relationship with Katsuki clearly, and how his desire to be seen and taken seriously hadn’t been wanting to be the same as Katsuki like he had thought growing up. Soon after that, he saw how no matter how many friends Katsuki seemed to make or how busy he got, he always came back and made time for him. He noticed the way Bakugo’s eyes would linger on his legs when he was in uniform, and how he would stutter and look away if Izuku dared to change in the same room as him; as if they hadn’t done it for years growing up. To be fair, he had teased him a lot, feigning innocence when the other had gotten overwhelmed. It had taken a while and a lot of growth, but Katsuki had eventually asked him out, the taller explosive alpha blushing in embarrassment and nerves as he tried not to stare too hard. The memory never failed to make Izuku smile.
They made an amazing couple, and it stayed that way for years, Katsuki always headlining games due to his massive build and ability, and Izuku always showing off and cheering him on with his squad. Bakugo was always loud and obnoxious, but Izuku loved him, and he loved watching him play. He could easily get lost in watching him, Katsuki was pure alpha, every muscle in his body pure strength, and each move strategic and purposeful. His team would often need to snap him out of his daze, Uraraka, his co-captain laughing and reminding him that he needed to wait and keep it in his pants.
As their relationship grew, Izuku and Katsuki couldn’t get enough of each other. Katsuki was the definition of alpha, and Izuku was the lucky one that caught his attention. However, many would say that Katsuki was the lucky one. Their needs lined up surprisingly well, intellectually, emotionally, and physically. Some would say they were obsessed with each other, but they wouldn’t say it was a bad thing. Besides, as long as Bakugo kept taking them to victory, no one would complain about their behaviour.
They both knew that they were practically untouchable, and they absolutely used that to their advantage. Flirting in the halls, showing off to each other from across rooms, and making out in empty rooms. They weren’t subtle. But honestly, Izuku couldn’t understand how anyone could blame him when he was with the single most beautiful alpha he had ever met. How he was able to keep his hands off of him ever was a miracle.
The urge to touch and be touched only grew as the game excitement grew. The adrenaline and fire that came only made them needier. It led to them making a few pregame rituals, some of which made the anticipation grow that much faster. He couldn’t remember exactly when it had started, but Katsuki had started getting nervous before big games. Knowing important people were in the audience making him snap and shoot off at any little thing. His team had eventually pulled Izuku into the locker room to deal with his boyfriend’s bullshit and left them alone. They had ended up fucking on the locker room floor, getting all of Katsuki’s angry, anxious energy out, and leaving him much more focused. They had won by the largest margin to date that day. Katsuki had called him his lucky charm. It happened twice more before it became a ritual.
A week before the big day they decided to not touch each other, holding off from anything in anticipation for that short time before they hit the field. They got more and more excited for the day; others caught on to their energy. Their excitement bled into others, and soon everyone was eager for the game. It was all anyone would talk about, everyone cheering and patting the team on the back as they walked the hallways.
Finally, when game day hit, the energy around them was always palpable. After a week of no touching, no release, not even a kiss, Izuku and Katsuki were basically bursting with need. The walk to the locker room was his favourite. There was a sense of calm before the storm, his body buzzing softly and his mind slowly drifting through memories of past pregame moments and slipping into character. The cheerleading team never needed to use the same locker room as the football team, they had their own, but it was almost unspoken that Izuku would get his own locker, a part of the charade everyone played. No one ever commented, the footballers would all get ready and then head to a warmup space, and then Katsuki and he would play a game. Each pretending like nothing was going to happen, seeing who would break first. Sometimes it was him, other times it was Katsuki. Today, Izuku was sure Katsuki would break first, with how he had been eye-fucking him earlier, he was pretty confident he would win.
He took a deep breath as he stepped through the helm of the locker room. The room was thick with alpha scent, and he once again felt so tiny. Everyone else in the room was in various states of dress, and every single one of them so much larger than him. Once upon a time, he would have hated this, feeling so small, but now he could only marvel. Many of them were twice his size, maybe not in height but absolutely in mass. Their chests were so broad, thighs, and arms so thick, they could break him like a twig. Right now, he might not mind that. He was so pent up, and the anticipation was going to kill him.
Eyes started to fall on him, and the scents started changing, he was pretty close with all the team now, most of them were ridiculously attractive, but Bakugo would lose his mind If he ever said that out loud. He did puff his chest out slightly in pride as arousal hit his nose, knowing he was the cause did make him feel good, but right now he had one goal.
He kept his head high as he walked further into the room towards his designated locker, pretending nothing was different. The air in the room got thicker, heat rising, and the team dressed slightly faster. “Hey Izuku, big crowd out there” came the cheerful voice of Kirishima, Katsuki’s most trusted friend. Kirishima was the one who played along the most, almost encouraging their behaviour. Izuku thought it was half because he wanted to win, and they did better with a focused Bakugo, and half because it was funny to see Bakugo suffer and try to control himself until everyone else left the room.
“It is! It's packed out there, almost funny compared to the other side, not nearly as many people” he laughed smiling to the other. He liked Kirishima, he was one other only other alpha’s that Bakugo completely trusted. Other alpha’s had tried to hit on Izuku in the past, and it had thrown Bakugo into a rage. Kirishima had never tried it, and had in the past, kept others away from him. It was why when Kirishima spoke to him in the locker room it was fine, but when another alpha patted him on the back, leaning in to join the conversation, a deep growl cut through the air.
Their game had started, and while they both played ignorant for as long as they could, Bakugo was still on edge enough to tackle someone if they got too close to the omega. It sent a shiver through him, the deep threatening sound sending heat through his body straight to his core. His alpha was so strong, so protective, so hot. Kirishima laughed brightly and shooed off the other alpha, the team laughing and quickly gathering their things. It seemed; they did not have a lot of time before Bakugo became impatient.
“Good luck out there Ei” Izuku smiled to the redhead, punching him lightly on the shoulder, “I don’t think we need luck, so long as someone does their job” he teased back, making Izuku slap his arm lightly. “Hurry up, or I won’t stop him from kicking you out,” he told him with a laugh, turning back to his locker, opening the door and pulling out his skirt.
The second the skirt came out his nose was filled by Bakugo’s scent and heat flickering at his side. Bakugo’s locker was coincidentally located right next to his, and with a subtle flick of his eyes, he found his alpha standing in a towel, freshly showered next to him and opening his own locker. “Alright, see you out there” came Kirishima’s already distant reply, but all he could focus on was the way Katsuki’s arm tensed ever so slightly as he kept the towel up, and the way his arms twitched as if Katsuki knew he was staring.
“Good morning Kacchan” he chirped happily, pulling out more of his uniform and laying them on the bench in the middle of the room. “The crowd his really riled up today, it's going to be one hell of a game” he chatted happily, starting to undo the buttons on his shirt one by one. He had specifically worn a buttoned blouse today just so he could tease. He could feel the heat of Bakugo’s eyes boring into him as he played with each finger, and it shot straight through him. He was making Bakugo cave first. With the angle the other had, he was seeing down his top in seconds, and he was sure to be thrilled with the lace he would find waiting for him.
A soft growl came from his side and he smiled to himself, continuing with his work until each button was free, and he inched he blouse off of his shoulders. Slowly the white lace bralette became completely visible, and the growl cemented into a deep rumble. Izuku flicked his eyes over to Katsuki, seeing him staring heatedly and the delicate fabric. He smiled innocently, biting his lip teasingly, “Kacchan, if you don’t get dressed you won’t be ready for the game” he said with a nod before turning around and grabbing his bright orange top. He slipped it over his head, making sure it was sitting snugly across his chest before running his hands down his bare midriff to play with the top of his pants. He was being a massive tease today, but he was going to make the other break, and he was going to have fun doing it.
He could practically hear Katsuki’s teeth grind together before the other was pulling his uniform out of his own locker. He made the mistake of looking over to him, eyes meeting for a second before Katsuki smirked and dropped his towel. He felt his mouth go dry, and heat pool in his stomach. All of Bakugo was flawless but seeing the other naked was always a wonderful experience. His body was so defined, he was so confident, just waiting for Izuku to stare, and he couldn’t help himself. He let his eyes trail down, tracing each individual ab, finding the delicate blond hair starting to lead him further south until he was met his alpha’s cock. A week, it had been a week since he had had that cock. He already felt the ache starting to pulse in his body, that instinctual need begging him to crumble and go to his alpha.
He loved Katsuki’s cock. Was that crude to think? It was honest at least. Katsuki was nothing but alpha, he was so big, and that was true right down to his cock. It was huge. Some days he couldn’t understand how it ever fit in him. Long and thick, slightly thicker in the middle, with a slight curve to the left. It made his head spin and his mouth water. The alpha’s interest was clear, already hardening against his thigh and twitching just slightly.
“See something you like bunny?” Bakugo called, making him quickly snap up to his, heat flooding his whole body at the nickname. That was dirty. He knew how much that affected him. It seemed he wasn’t the only one here to tease. “Very much so” he breathed, feeling the arousal hit him hard. He forced himself to turn around, taking a slow deep breath and taking in the thick scent from his alpha mixing with his own arousal.
He could just give in he supposed. It would be so easy. He could just fall to his knees and present, beg to be filled and fucked. The thought sent another wave of need through him, but a wave of determination followed, he was a brat if there ever was one. He wasn’t going down without a fight.
He popped the button on his jeans and kicked his shoes off before he started to slide his jeans down his legs. He moved slowly, showing off the matching lace panties he had hidden beneath. He had planned to be more of a tease, but his flow had been disrupted, and now he just needed to get back on track. He bent over as he pushed his jeans down his legs, as short as he was, he really wanted to milk this moment. Bakugo liked his legs, and his ass, if he was going to get back in control this would be the moment.
He slipped his legs free, pulling his socks off as he pulled his jeans away from his legs, leaving him in panties and his cheer top. He slowly stood back up, curving his back to show off as he came back to standing. He popped his hip out and threw a look over his shoulder to see the cocky smile had fallen from his alpha’s lips, replaced with awe. Pride filled his chest, and he gave a soft purr, “Come on Kacchan, get dressed, or you will go on the field naked” he teased, pleased that he had pulled the reigns back into his control, while simultaneously turning his alpha on if his hard-on was anything to go by.
The alpha shook his head quickly before pulling his boxers and pants on, picking up his shirt before his eyes fell back on Izuku. Izuku teased the fabric of his skirt, staring at his alpha heatedly and silently hoping this would be enough to make Bakugo crack. Standing in nothing but panties and his cheer top, it had been enough in the past. However, Bakugo appeared to steel himself and pulled his shirt over his head and grabbed his socks.
Bakugo looked amazing in uniform. It fit him so well, and he couldn’t help but stare at the way his sleeves hugged his muscles. God his arm was bigger than his head. He stopped his thoughts before he could get much further and pulled his skirt on. He pulled his own socks on, making sure they sat correctly before picking up his shoes. He was waiting to put his shorts on underneath his skirt, he could fit his shoes through his shorts, and he didn’t want to have them ruined if Bakugo got too rough.
His shoes were pure white, the ones he reserved for big games like this. He pulled on his first shoe, fussing with the laces until suddenly Bakugo appeared on the ground in front of him. With surprising gentleness, he pushed Izuku’s hands away and did up his laces before picking up the second shoe and slipping it onto his foot. His heart fluttered and stomach flipped. It was such a soft act, but he felt so cared for even through the lust and need. He quickly pulled on his choker and was ready to meet Katsuki’s eyes when he finished with the laces.
There was a moment of silence, this was the only time they would be able to stare at each other without the alpha craning down to him. His eyes were captivating, his scent was overwhelming, and he felt so weak to him. He didn’t notice when his lips parted when his breath quickened, but he kept his eyes connected to his alpha’s as the other’s hands started to slide up the sides of his legs. His hands were so big, he almost
forgot how big, they covered his thighs easily, and his thumbs teased his inner thighs just lightly.
His breath caught in his throat as his skirt was pushed up higher and higher until Bakugo had a full view of his panties. The broad hands pushed higher until they were wrapped around his hips, keeping Izuku on display for him. “So pretty for me Bunny” his alpha purred, leaning in closer, his thumbs teasing at the edges of the lace. “Waited all fuckin’ week for this, you’re such a tease, you know that?”
His head spun, he had to lean back, or else he was just going to tackle him. He rested back on his elbows, watching down his body as his alpha leaned closer. Arousal was flooding the room, and he was very quickly going to get drunk on his scent. “I’ve done nothing of the sort” he called back, heat surging back into his stomach from the teasing tracing across his panties. “You think so?” Bakugo called back, a grin starting to pull across his lips. “So, you just wore these for no reason?” He challenged, leaning in close until his breath was covering his already heated skin, and placing a soft kiss to his hip.
He couldn’t help the small shudder that ran through him. They had waited all week for this. He was quickly running out of patience for this. When did Bakugo get to be the patient one? “Are you complaining?” he asked trying to lift his hips, whining softly when he couldn’t move at all, Bakugo pinning him in place. “I can tease a hell of a lot more if you want?” He challenged, lifting one foot to stroke along the others leg blindly.
A growl came from his alpha, teeth being pressed to the lace and making him breathless. “Oh, I know you can Bunny, I think it's only fair that I show you the same kind of treatment” He almost purred before licking a wide stripe across his panties. Izuku’s head snapped back, eyes falling shut as everything in the world faded away to just, the heat surging through his core.
“Oh fuck” he whispered as Bakugo’s lips mouthed at his clit, the lace rubbing roughly against his skin as heat soaked through. His tongue was strong and purposeful as he suckled on the fabric, and Izuku couldn’t help the moan that came from his lips. When Bakugo’s tongue teased his clit just right, his hand shot out and grabbed his alphas hair as he moaned loud and needy. “Kacchan, Kacchan please” he called needily, trying to lift his hips once more.
“Alright alright, little one” Bakugo purred, lifting his hips easily with one hand and pulling the lace from his skin. He pulled the panties straight down his legs and dropping them on the floor. Izuku tugged sharply on the blonde hair in his grip, met with a chuckle before heat consumed him, his alpha’s tongue diving into him quickly.
He fell back on the bench, his other hand falling to Bakugo’s hair. Bakugo hummed happily, starting to work his tongue into him, making pleasure bubble in his stomach. He watched his alpha with half-closed lids, consumed with the feelings the other was working into his body. His alpha was so beautiful, his eyes burning up to him, curled over his body. It was so much, and the week was finally up, and Bakugo’s mouth was sinful. Bakugo traced his clit with his tongue, his nails scratching lightly across his stomach, and his eyes fell shut, finally letting go and submit to the pleasure building inside him.
A soft low whine came from his lips as he rolled his hips as much as he could, leaning into the warm hands and incredible mouth. “Kacchan Kacchan Kacchan Kacchan” he mumbled, letting himself get closer and closer, his hands tightening in his hair as he felt himself get higher. “Yes- please, I'm gonna-“ he mumbled out before his eyes snapped open and the heat was pulled away. “No- Kacchan- That’s not fair” he whined loudly; the pleasure taken away at the last second. “I told you, teasing” the other teased wiggling his brows.
“Stop being a dick, and fuck me” Izuku demanded, tugging on his hair angrily, pulling a growl out of the other. Those broad hands reached up and planted themselves on the bench either side of him, followed by Bakugo smoothly pulling himself up over him, completely covering the small omega with his body. “Who the fuck do you think you are, that you can tell me what to do” Katsuki growled down to him, sending shivers down his spine. His voice was so deep, thick with arousal and heat. Pride be damned, now he just wanted him.
Izuku pushed his arms up and wrapped them around his neck, pulling himself up until he could feel his breath on his cheeks. “I’m your omega, and I need you” he whined to him, brushing his lips across the others, watching the way the other’s eyes darkened, “alpha”. It seemed that that was all he needed, as the other all but snarled, kissing him hard, an arm wrapping around the other and pulling him up against his chest. The kiss was hot and fast and all-consuming. Everything Izuku had wanted in the last week, everything he had craved and dreamed about.
The other pulled them both up, Izuku wrapping his legs around his waist to stop from breaking away from him. He was forever grateful and insanely aroused by how strong the other was. He didn’t struggle at all lifting him up and pushing him into a locker. He could feel the wetness against his thighs, and he rolled his hips up, trying to find friction as he let Bakugo consume him.
He pushed one of his hands down to push into the wetness, a whine leaking out as he found his clit. Bakugo growled and broke the kiss, pulling Izuku’s hand away, “No no Bunny, you know better than that” he rumbled, letting Izuku catch his breath. “I need it” Izuku whined, his free hand coming down to push Bakugo’s shirt up, “I love your abs, and your chest, and your dick, fuck I love you” he mumbled, pulling it up higher and licking his lips.
Bakugo grinned, pinned the omega against the locker with his hips, and pulled his shirt over his head, leaving it trapped on his arms behind him. “Better Bunny?” he asked with a grin, Izuku’s hands instantly moving to trace the skin, “So much better”.
The hands appeared back on his hips and suddenly they were grinding together heatedly. “Pants~ Kacchan- don’t wanna ruin your uniform” he panted heatedly, one hand coming up and reaching for him. He wanted a kiss, but he had slipped down too far to grind against him properly, he couldn’t reach his face anymore unless Bakugo leaned down.
An arm wrapped under Izuku’s ass, pulling him away just enough so Izuku could loosen his legs and Bakugo could pull his shorts and boxers free from his hips. Fabric hit the ground, and Izuku’s mouth dropped as he felt Bakugo’s bare hips meet his. “Oh, that’s a pretty face, you like that?” Bakugo asked, one hand coming to guide Izuku to look up to him, lids heavy. “Uh-huh,” Izuku breathed, hands resting against his collarbones. His brain was starting to fog, he wanted this, needed this. “You want me to fuck you little bunny?” Bakugo growled to him, leaning down enough for Izuku to cup his cheek as he rolled their hips together.
“Please, please alpha, fuck me?” he asked sweetly, trying his best to rock his hips enough that he might just slip in. But soon Bakugo stopped him, pulling his legs from his hips. “You want me to fuck you? Then be a good little omega, turn around and present for me” Katsuki rumbled, letting his legs fall to the floor. Heat filled Izuku’s body, an intense need to be good for his alpha pushing in his chest.
Bakugo stepped back and instantly Izuku turned around and leaned against the locker. He looked over his shoulder as he spread his legs and pushed his ass out, making sure he looked appealing for his alpha. He was met with an approving purr as his love stalked back to him, hands falling on his hips and pushing his skirt up above his hips. “Such a pretty omega, so lovely for me” he praised, rubbing his thumbs into his hips. Standing like this he was so much shorter than Bakugo, Katsuki’s cock could easily sit on the top of his ass. He knew they didn’t line up at all, and Bakugo either needed to bend down to mount him properly or, and this was his favourite, pick him up.
“You want me Bunny? You ready for me?” Bakugo asked rocking his cock across the top of his ass. “Please Kacchan, please I want you so bad,” he said resting his head on the locker for a moment. “Gonna be my good luck charm? Help me win today?” the alpha growled, lifting Izuku up off the ground, pushing his cock between his thighs, letting it rub against the omega’s clit. “Yessss, I’ll be so good, so good” he stuttered, legs hanging limp in the air.
A rumble came behind him and soon that incredible cock was pressing against his entrance and his breath left him. It started with slow rocking, working that huge cock into him inch by inch until Izuku was stuffed full, mouth hanging open and eyes barely open. “Kaaacchan, Kacchan, ah” he breathed hands fisting tightly against the locker. Bakugo quickly tipped Izuku’s head back so he could see the blissed-out face. “Look at you, so pretty, hanging off my cock” Bakugo praised, stroking his throat softly as he rolled his hips. “Made for this, you were made for this, for me, for my cock”.
Izuku whined loudly, tightening around him as he spoke. Bakugo was making it hard to think, and after a week of no sex, it was much harder to process anything but his alpha. “What’s wrong Bunny? I’ve barely started and your already speechless?” Bakugo asked, taking his jaw in his hand and pressing his thumb into his tongue. He moaned loudly, drool pooling around his thumb as he opened his mouth wider, trying to lick the thumb in his mouth. “You’re such a mess love” he purred softly, “I’m gonna wreck you”.
God, he hoped it was a promise.
The thumb abandoned his mouth, dragging down his chin and pulling the drool with it. His hands found their place back on his hips, Bakugo pulled back out of him before he snapped back into him. He set a brutal pace, instantly snapping their hips together and drilling into him. Izuku’s eyes rolled back into his head, moans falling from his lips loud and fast.
He was completely at his alpha’s mercy; all he could do was scratch lightly at the locker and moan. He was practically floating, Bakugo was holding him as if he was nothing, his fingers could almost touch around his hips. Bakugo was curled around his back, caging him into the locker, surrounding him with his touch, his scent, his voice. He couldn’t think of anything but how perfect his alpha was.
He was drowning. He knew he was a mess now; he could feel drool covering his chin, he could feel his own slick covering his thighs, his hair was probably a mess. Bakugo was practically snarling behind him, but he could hear the smile still pinned to his lips. “So fucking good for me Izu, so fucking perfect” he growled, moving faster and gripping harder. He was going to have bruises later. And he was going to love it. If he didn’t already have his choker on, he would be begging him to bite him.
“Alpha, fuck Kacchan, fuck me, yes” he chanted, trying to roll his hips back to him. “Fucking perfect. Gonna breed you so well Izu, so fucking good” he promised thrusting deeper and harder, making Izuku scream. He was practically dripping between them, Bakugo knew exactly how to wind him up. “Please! Please, Kacchan, please, fuck me, breed me, love me”.
He wasn’t going to last much longer, but he knew Bakugo wouldn’t either. His body was bubbling and rolling around inside, everything getting tense and overwhelming. His legs try to pull up, his body trying to hang on as his alpha wrecks him. “Love you so much, getting all tight for me, gonna cum for me?” Bakugo teased, his breath short in between his comments. “Fill me? Please?” Izuku begged blindly, “I need it, I want it”.
“Oh, don’t worry, I'll fill you right up to the brim” he growled to Izuku, his thrusts turning to purposeful movements, grinding deeper. “Cum for me bunny” he growled to him, finger moving around to circle his clit, and it was all Izuku needed to fall off the deep end. A scream rocketed out of his lungs, his legs shooting straight down, stock-still as he spasmed around his alpha. An almost feral growl followed as Bakugo pushed as deep as he could into him and pinned him in place, filling him up with cum. Warmth spread through his body as he was filled, all his muscles relaxing under his alpha’s hands.
Soon he felt his body start to give out. Bakugo was still pumping him full, cum starting to leak out of him and onto the ground below. He felt messy, he felt wrecked, he felt loved, it was perfect. It was worth the week without him. Tomorrow he was going to be sore, but for now, he was beyond blissful.
Bakugo wrapped an arm around his stomach to hold him up, the other keeping his hips locked in place. “That’s it Bunny, take everything I give you. So good for me” Bakugo praised, giving soft rocks as their bodies wound down. “So full of me, look at you, such a mess” he mumbled as he pulled Izuku off the locker, keeping him speared on his cock as he walked back and sat them on the bench. “Feel good Izu?” he mumbled softly, trapping his omega against his chest and kissing his shoulder.
“So good, ‘m so full” Izuku mumbled, hand going down to the warmth swirling in his stomach. “Your gonna do so great out there” he breathed, tilting his head back so he could look to Katsuki’s face. “I love you” he sighed, smile bright on his face. He loved game day. So much.
After a few more moments of sitting together, Bakugo’s cock still safely nestled inside of him, they decided it was time to clean up. Bakugo gently lifted the tiny omega off of his lap and laid him out on the bench, trying to keep as much cum inside his little love as possible. They had both quickly learned that it was something they loved, a claim no one else could see. Maybe smell, but all others would know was that they fucked, and everyone could guess that anyway.
Katsuki meticulously cleaned up the space around him and wiped down Izuku with the most care an alpha could ever show, pampering his little omega while they still had privacy. Bakugo found Izuku’s shorts in his locker and pulled them over the pristine white shoes and up the delicate legs, covering him up and doing what little he could to trap his claim inside.
Izuku stretched with a groan, sitting up on his knees to pull Katsuki down for a kiss. It was slow and soft, all their muscles loose from their activities. “Good luck love, you’re gonna do great” Izuku purred to him, running a hand down his jaw affectionately. “Of course, I’m gonna do great, I have my good luck charm” Bakugo grinned, “and so long as you’re dancin’ out there for me, no one is gonna take me out” he promised with another kiss.
Bakugo offered him a hand as they stood, Izuku relishing in the feeling of still having some of Bakugo left in him. He grabbed his pom poms, and Bakugo grabbed his helmet and they walked towards the exit with Bakugo’s arm around his waist.
Gameday really was his favourite day.