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phonographs) wrote2021-06-06 12:37 pm
phonographs) wrote2021-06-06 12:37 pm
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untitled tadaai wip fic pt 5
Ainosuke didn’t even make it out of the car before his heat hit him dead on full force. It was to be expected though, considering the fact that he’s been consistently taking heat suppressants with no break in between. His primary doctor recommended him going off the pill once every six months, he even okayed it if Ainosuke went off them once a year, but even then that year was pushing it. The reason mostly involved his reproductive organs, it wasn’t healthy for an omega to be on heat suppressants for such long intervals and it could mess up his fertility later on down the road. His aunts weren’t too keen on the idea though, and still wanted him to live under the guise of being an alpha. No one would take him seriously in the political world as an omega, apparently. Ainosuke thought that was a load of bullshit, but he couldn’t exactly tell his aunts that. Especially not when two out of three of them were alphas; which is how he ended up in his current predicament.
He’s had heats before, of course, but that was back when he lived in America. And that was seven years ago?? He lost count after his junior year in college. That was a rough year. Ainosuke is no stranger to experiencing heats, but he is a stranger to having company with him. He spent most of his heats in America with a hand down his pants, a rampant imagination, and loneliness, and that was never satisfying. He knew that if he did sleep with someone abroad his father would have a conniption and disown him immediately.
What he’ll come to think about when he has a clear mind after his heat is the fact that Tadashi managed to not get arrested that night. He definitely broke the speeding limit and ran almost all of the red lights they came across. But who could blame him? Ainosuke hadn’t had his heat in years, so he was definitely succumbing to the carnal need to wanting to be fucked.
Once they were parked, Tadashi unbuckled his seatbelt and practically clambered over the front to get to the back seat. Ainosuke practically whined as Tadashi sat atop him, his hips bucking as if they had a mind of their own.
“S- Sir I can’t—“ Tadashi breathed out as he stared down at the other. “N- Need to kn— I… Need to know if it’s okay to—“ was all he got out before Ainosuke all but sat up and pressed a kiss against his lips. Ainosuke pawed at the seatbelt that constrained him while he dragged a hand through Tadashi’s hair, disheveling the hat he took to wearing at crazy rock. The kiss was wet and he was sure the other could feel the want roll off of him in waves.
A string of saliva connected the two when he pulled away, and that just drove Ainosuke crazier. He licked his lips as he surveyed the other. He could tell Tadashi wanted this just as much as he did, the way he carried himself sitting on top of his lap told him everything he needed— wanted to know. Tadashi bit his lip as if controlling the inner beast in him, his pants looking uncomfortably tight, the way his face flushed with heat and how he tried to avoid looking Ainosuke directly in the eye.
Ainosuke tilted his head to the side as he bucked his hips, practically enjoying the husky moan he was able to tear out of Tadashi. He could feel how uncomfortably wet he was from slick as his pupils dilated. “I’m…” he breathed out.
“I’m not going to say this again, puppy. But if you don’t fuck me with an inch of your life I will reprimand you. You won’t like it…. or maybe you would… h-hmm?” Ainosuke said as he slowly rubbed his palms up Tadashi’s chest. Ainosuke made a mental note at the way that seemed to pull another moan out of Tadashi. This would definitely be something he would have to look into later. But for now…
Something seemed to awaken in Tadashi though, because after Ainosuke explicitly gave him the okay Tadashi was all over him. He leaned in and pressed a kiss against Ainosuke’s lips hungrily. Ainosuke didn’t miss a beat though and licked his tongue against Tadashi’s lips demanding for entrance. Tadashi gave way to him easily though and let Ainosuke control the beat of the kiss. He only pulled away when the need for air became more dominant than wanting to feel the press of his tongue against Ainosuke’s. But instead of pulling away fully, like Ainosuke had, he settled for kissing down the expanse of Ainosuke’s neck.
This caused shivers to run up and down Ainosuke’s spine and the feeling only deepened whenever Tadashi grew closer to the junction of his neck and shoulder. Ainosuke practically melted as he felt Tadashi kiss him through the fabric of his funeral attire. He let out a noise of disapproval when he felt the other pull away.
“What—“ was the only thing he got out before the seatbelt pulled against his body, keeping him close to the seat.
Tadashi let out a soft tutting noise as he reached around Ainosuke, fumbling for the zipper that connected the outfit together. He was murmuring something quietly to himself as he tried to get the zipper to go down without catching on the fabric. Once the fabric had enough slack, Tadashi pulled the neck of the outfit down so that he could go back to his ministrations.
It felt like Ainosuke’s skin was on fire the moment he felt Tadashi’s lips against his skin. It drew a guttural noise that seemed to pull from his toes out of Ainosuke. He fisted the seatbelt with need and could feel his toes clench in his boots. Tadashi pulled the meat of his skin with his lips and bit down with his teeth. It wasn’t enough to bond them to one another, but it would definitely leave a mark for weeks. Once Tadashi was satisfied with the hickey he had created he pulled away to admire the disheveled view. It left Ainosuke panting, clutching the seatbelt like it was his only lifeline. His lips were wet, red, and already bruising. His immaculately styled hair already drooping over into his face, as if the gel had completely lost its hold on it.
Ainosuke watched Tadashi lick his lips through lidded eyes. He watched as something primal seemed to overtake Tadashi. Tadashi unfastened the seatbelt that kept him contained and all but manhandled him to a laying position. Ainosuke wasn’t sure if he liked that or hated it, his mind was too hazy and clouded to care though as he let a whine slip past him.
The sight of Tadashi towering over him did something to him though. He shot up instantly, hands going to wrap around Tadashi possessively as he pulled the other into another searing kiss. Tadashi wrapped his arms around him, but he could feel that there was an ulterior motive behind this. He wasn’t left waiting long though as he heard and felt the zipper moving further down his spine. Tadashi pulled away to mouth another trail down Ainosuke’s neck as he pulled the get up further and further down his body.
“Tadashi.” Ainosuke let out wantonly as he moved to pull the outfit off of him further. He knew he probably looked pathetic, but he was practically starving for Tadashi’s physical touch. He couldn’t wait any longer. Tadashi didn’t even miss a beat as Ainosuke took over pulling the spandex outfit off and dropped kisses on every inch of his naked body.
Tadashi lightly pushed Ainosuke down as he continued to travel down the valley of his pectorals. He hesitated, as if deciding which to lavish first. Ainosuke opened his mouth to tell Tadashi that he never felt stimulated from breast play, but the moment Tadashi wrapped his lips around one of his nipples his mind went blank as a keen moan pushed past instead. Ainosuke could feel his eyes roll as slick produced from the stimulation. Tadashi pressed his tongue against the forming pebble and suckled from it all the while reaching up to tweak at the other. To be fair, he would reason later.
Ainosuke could feel something drop in the pit of his stomach the more Tadashi continued to play with his tits. He belatedly realized what was about to happen and tugged on Tadashi’s hair a moment too late. He grunted as his hands tightened on Tadashi’s scalp with a vice like grip as he came. He was too blissed out that he missed Tadashi’s nostrils flair out as he scented the air. His eyes darkened to a deeper green as he became intoxicated by Ainosuke’s scent.
Ainosuke was too blissed out to realize that Tadashi was tugging the rest of the outfit down his body. He seemed to grow visibly frustrated when he couldn’t figure out the best way to take the outfit completely off of him that he started to tear at the crotch area. Ainosuke liked to keep his clothes intact, but he could probably agree that this outfit was beyond repair. Especially with how soaked it was from slick and cum. Tadashi was far too gone to care either, the only thing that seemed to be on his mind was sating his inner beast and rutting into and breeding Ainosuke.
Tadashi didn’t even bother to wet his fingers as he slipped one in. The slick was more than enough to compensate, and well, if Ainosuke was being honest he was starting to like it rough. Tadashi continued fingering Ainosuke as he made out with him. He worked him open at a steady pace and pressed against bundles Ainosuke forgot existed inside of him. Of course he knew they existed, but he never really explored his own body before. It wasn’t something he had explicit experience with, and again if he came back with a semblance of experience his family would have not been pleased.
Ainosuke could feel his cock stirring at the ministrations. Without realizing it, he moved his hands over to cup and play with himself, as if to bring himself to full hardness, but before he could even touch himself both of his arms were pinned above his head. His eyes squinted open as he glared at Tadashi.
“Un… Ah— Unhand me you m- mongrel.” Ainosuke stuttered out as he felt Tadashi slip another finger inside him.
“No.” Tadashi breathed out as he bent forward to capture Ainosuke in another heady kiss.
He knew exactly what Tadashi was doing and he couldn’t decipher if he liked it or not. He liked being in control, being dominant was something that came to him naturally, but this?? He didn’t like giving up his control, but he couldn’t deny that he liked how it felt when Tadashi took it away from him. His hips jerked as he tried to gain the upper hand, but Tadashi seemed unfazed. In fact all that did was force Tadashi’s fingers further into him. He could feel the other curl his fingers in a circular motion before scissoring them and pulling against his rim. This only brought forth another stream of moans.
“F- Fuck me— if you don’t fuck me right now, Tadashi, I swear—“ Ainosuke said, struggling against Tadashi’s hold. He forgot how strong Tadashi was, he didn’t look like it, especially with his noodley looking arms. But he hid his muscles well, after all Tadashi did catch him anytime he fumbled a trick in the empty pool.
Ainosuke felt a whine rip out of him when Tadashi withdrew his fingers, but before he could complain about it Tadashi was already pushing into him. He didn’t even realize that Tadashi had unbuckled his pants, let alone lined his dick against his gaping hole. He almost didn’t even register that Tadashi was balls deep in him until he felt a pleasant friction sliding against his prostate. Ainosuke groaned as he spread himself even wider. If he couldn’t cling to Tadashi using his arms, then he would use the next best thing. He bucks his hips once again as he wraps one of his legs around the other as best as he can.
“Y- Yeah, you—“ Ainosuke gasps out. “You like that, huh???”
Tadashi let out a groan as he slowed down his pace, which only ended up frustrating Ainosuke more than he had intended. He was so close to coming again, this wasn’t fair. Ainosuke let out a cry as he tried bucking against the alpha to try and chase the feeling that was starting to fleet.
“P- Puppy why’d— why did you… ah— stop?” Ainosuke practically demanded as he writhed against the other in an attempt to get some friction going again.
Tadashi bent over and placed a kiss on Ainosuke’s lips. “B- Because sir, I want… I want to hear you ask for it.”
Ainosuke stared up at Tadashi in confusion. Was… he wasn’t… asking him to… there was no way he was going to… “Beg?” he asked, dumbfounded. The word sounded so foreign coming out of his mouth, it had such a heavy weight on his tongue.
Tadashi hummed his affirmative as he moved to pull out, the tip of his penis pulling against the muscles of his rim.
Ainosuke was many things, but a beggar he was not. He had pride damnit! He wasn’t going to sink beneath his worth. He wasn’t… going to succumb to… his inner needs just because his dumb stupid alpha stopped fucking him… and. Ah fuck. Before Ainosuke even realized it he was babbling like a brook, begging to be fucked, to be bred like his life depended on it. He would curse his hormones for it later after his heat is over with.
Please alpha, don’t leave me.
I need you so bad.
Please fuck me, I need it.
I need your knot, please—
I’ll be a good omega, don’t leave me again.
He’s not too sure what it was that got Tadashi to push back into him, but he’s thankful nonetheless. His inner omega finally at peace. With his arms finally free, he brings it down and starts to fondle himself in time to Tadashi pounding into him. He’s never had sex before, but he has a feeling Tadashi is close to knotting him. A saner part of him knows he should probably let him pull out, but that rational part goes ignored. All he wants right now is Tadashi’s knot filling him full. He ends up coming again at that thought alone.
His hands splayed out beside him as he scrambled for purchase. He couldn’t remember the last time he experienced an orgasm as strong as that. It made his vision white out, he could have sworn he saw stars dancing around Tadashi and behind him in the background. The last thing he’ll remember before blacking out all together was Tadashi groaning out in ecstasy.
❤ ❤ ❤
Ainosuke couldn’t remember the last time he had slept so soundly. When he came to it was well into the afternoon. Wait— fuck!
Ainosuke shot up, dread filling the pits of his stomach as he looked around. He had a meeting at ten in the morning, he was definitely late for that— why hadn’t Tadashi woken him up, this was a very important meeting with the environmental committee. Ainosuke pushed the covers off of him as he made to stand.
Only to collapse to the floor seconds later.
“Ainosuke-sama!” Tadashi called out in concern. Even though he couldn’t see Tadashi, he knew it had to be him. He had rushed to his side quickly and extended him an arm. Ainosuke took it with ease and slowly got to his feet. He didn’t trust himself to stand on his own yet, so he sat back down on his bed.
“I’m sorry sir, I went to go get you something to eat, but I didn’t expect you to wake up so suddenly.” Tadashi explained as he examined the younger man for any bumps and or bruises. He only stopped upon noticing Ainosuke’s hand waving him away.
“It’s… fine Tadashi, but why didn’t you wake me up sooner? I have— had a meeting earlier this morning at ten? You know how important that meeting was for me and for the committee.” Ainosuke said sternly. He was too tired for theatrics. Tadashi seemed to squirm, unsettled by something, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.
“Well… you did have a meeting, but that was five days ago, sir.” He explained, refusing to meet Ainosuke’s gaze.
Ainosuke heard what Tadashi said, but he didn’t register it until a couple of minutes later. He tried to get back on to his feet, but was restrained (successfully, at that) by Tadashi who had put a firm hand on his shoulder. “What— why didn’t you wake me up!?” Ainosuke repeated.
“You don’t—? You… your heat lasted longer than normal. The physician thinks it had something to do with the fact that you were on heat suppressants for so long.” Tadashi said, his flushing slightly.
Ainosuke sits back, pausing against Tadashi’s restraining hold. He did remember that, but that was… that couldn’t have been— His eyes grow wide in realization as memories start slowly stringing back together. If he had an ounce of modesty he would feel embarrassed over how emboldened he was during his heat, but he doesn’t so it’s a moot point. He brings a hand to his head as he massages his temples.
“Were we at least able to reschedule the meeting??” Ainosuke asked tiredly.
“Yes sir. I was able to push everything back in your schedule to the next couple of weeks. I said that you were feeling under the weather, and that you needed to take the rest of the week off to recuperate. Strict doctor orders.” Tadashi said as he turned around in search for Ainosuke’s date book. When he located it, he turned around and handed it to Ainosuke.
Ainosuke took it with ease and set it beside himself. He would look at it later, but they really needed to address the elephant that was in the room. And he knew Tadashi wouldn’t be the one to breech the topic. “Tadashi, do you have time?”
Tadashi had slunk back to retrieve the tray he had brought in with him that had his preferred cup of coffee and an egg salad sandwich he had the chef put together. He lifted his head and looked over at Ainosuke, he seemed to be mulling something over before he gave a small nod. Ainosuke patted the space beside him on the bed and watched Tadashi walk over to him slowly. As if he was trying to put off the conversation a little while longer.
“I said we would talk about us after my heat passed, and I now thanks to you, I have a free schedule to do as such. I am a man of my word and we… need to have this talk, Tadashi.” Ainosuke said gently resting his hands in his lap. “Please don’t try to interrupt me, I don’t know if I’ll be able to continue if you do.”
Tadashi for the most part, remained silent, but nodded his assent.
“You’re mad at yourself because you somehow feel like you took advantage of me, is that correct?” Ainosuke asked as he quietly turned his head to survey the older man. Tadashi’s eyes widen in what Ainosuke can only assume is shock before it’s quickly schooled into something more neutral as he nods his head. “I told you before we even did anything that I was of sound mind, but I had meant every word. I’ve only ever wanted to spend my heats with one person, and that person— whether you like it or not, is you.”
“But sir—“ Tadashi cut in.
“Now puppy, what did I say about interrupting?” Ainosuke shot back. “I disliked a lot of things when I was younger, but you were never one of the things I explicitly disliked. I hated how you treated me, but I’m sure you didn’t have a say on that?” Ainosuke paused as he studied Tadashi, gauging his emotions, his reactions before continuing on.
“I held a lot of resentment towards you at first, but a lot of it was misplaced anger I had towards my father. He took one of the things I had enjoyed tremendously from me, in what I can only assume, as an attempt to put me and keep me in my place. I cherished the friendship we had cultivated together, you were my first friend after all. So it was devastating to suddenly go from being friends to… not. I think… that’s why I had such a hyper focus on skating. Since that was the one thing we did together, I assumed it would be something that I could use to attract your attention towards me again. But in the end I ended up using it more as an escape rather than letting it be something I did for fun. I wasn’t able to figure that out until after my race with little Langa.” Ainosuke said as he shifted his gaze from Tadashi to his hands.
“When you joined the tournament I thought… It viscerally brought me back to the time my father had burnt my skateboard. You know, the one you had given to me for my birthday all those years ago. It felt like you didn’t seem to care what he did at that time, so when you joined the tournament, it—“ Ainosuke paused as he shook his head. “It felt odd to see you suddenly care about my actions when you hadn’t back then. And it hurt; but I could never bring myself to hate you over it. It was upsetting, yes, which is why I confronted you about it when I did. I don’t stew in my emotions outside of it regarding my family, puppy. I thought you knew me better than that.”
“I’m not even entirely sure when I even developed romantic feelings for you, but I’m sure it happened sometime when I was in America. I would never sleep with you if I wasn’t interested. I might be an omega, but I can’t afford to be seen as a floozy, especially not where I want my— our end goal to be.” Ainosuke said as he pursed his fingers together.
Tadashi, for his part remained silent as Ainosuke continued to ramble on. He was especially thankful, because he could see bits where the older man wanted to jump in. Once he was done he turned to regard Ainosuke, his face unreadable.
“My least favorite memory is when I had to turn you away on your birthday.” Tadashi finally said quietly.
“My parents thought I would present as an omega, so when I had presented as an alpha they cultivated a lie and begged me to lay low. They weren’t… well it wasn’t going to be favorable to them if I had been let go if your family had discovered what I actually was. So when I informed your father, your aunts… well, they weren’t keen on me hanging around you.” Tadashi explained softly.
Ainosuke knew that there was probably more to be desired of that conversation. But he’s known Tadashi for such a long time, and he knows that the older man wouldn’t casually drag someone like his aunts, even if they deserved it. He didn’t have to guess what they actually told him though, if their conversations with Tadashi was any similar to the conversations they had with him over the course of his adulthood, he could easily surmise that it wasn’t a positive one.
The air was heavy around them as they sat alone in silence. Trying to digest this conversation and figuring out where they would go from here. A few moments later Ainosuke reached out and placed his hand on top of Tadashi’s and curled his fingers. It was bold of him, as an omega, to do such a thing. But he knew Tadashi would never dare to do something like that at this moment. Given time, of course, he could probably see the alpha do something like this in private. But for now he would gladly be the one to cross the bridges. He was a feisty omega, after all.
He’s had heats before, of course, but that was back when he lived in America. And that was seven years ago?? He lost count after his junior year in college. That was a rough year. Ainosuke is no stranger to experiencing heats, but he is a stranger to having company with him. He spent most of his heats in America with a hand down his pants, a rampant imagination, and loneliness, and that was never satisfying. He knew that if he did sleep with someone abroad his father would have a conniption and disown him immediately.
What he’ll come to think about when he has a clear mind after his heat is the fact that Tadashi managed to not get arrested that night. He definitely broke the speeding limit and ran almost all of the red lights they came across. But who could blame him? Ainosuke hadn’t had his heat in years, so he was definitely succumbing to the carnal need to wanting to be fucked.
Once they were parked, Tadashi unbuckled his seatbelt and practically clambered over the front to get to the back seat. Ainosuke practically whined as Tadashi sat atop him, his hips bucking as if they had a mind of their own.
“S- Sir I can’t—“ Tadashi breathed out as he stared down at the other. “N- Need to kn— I… Need to know if it’s okay to—“ was all he got out before Ainosuke all but sat up and pressed a kiss against his lips. Ainosuke pawed at the seatbelt that constrained him while he dragged a hand through Tadashi’s hair, disheveling the hat he took to wearing at crazy rock. The kiss was wet and he was sure the other could feel the want roll off of him in waves.
A string of saliva connected the two when he pulled away, and that just drove Ainosuke crazier. He licked his lips as he surveyed the other. He could tell Tadashi wanted this just as much as he did, the way he carried himself sitting on top of his lap told him everything he needed— wanted to know. Tadashi bit his lip as if controlling the inner beast in him, his pants looking uncomfortably tight, the way his face flushed with heat and how he tried to avoid looking Ainosuke directly in the eye.
Ainosuke tilted his head to the side as he bucked his hips, practically enjoying the husky moan he was able to tear out of Tadashi. He could feel how uncomfortably wet he was from slick as his pupils dilated. “I’m…” he breathed out.
“I’m not going to say this again, puppy. But if you don’t fuck me with an inch of your life I will reprimand you. You won’t like it…. or maybe you would… h-hmm?” Ainosuke said as he slowly rubbed his palms up Tadashi’s chest. Ainosuke made a mental note at the way that seemed to pull another moan out of Tadashi. This would definitely be something he would have to look into later. But for now…
Something seemed to awaken in Tadashi though, because after Ainosuke explicitly gave him the okay Tadashi was all over him. He leaned in and pressed a kiss against Ainosuke’s lips hungrily. Ainosuke didn’t miss a beat though and licked his tongue against Tadashi’s lips demanding for entrance. Tadashi gave way to him easily though and let Ainosuke control the beat of the kiss. He only pulled away when the need for air became more dominant than wanting to feel the press of his tongue against Ainosuke’s. But instead of pulling away fully, like Ainosuke had, he settled for kissing down the expanse of Ainosuke’s neck.
This caused shivers to run up and down Ainosuke’s spine and the feeling only deepened whenever Tadashi grew closer to the junction of his neck and shoulder. Ainosuke practically melted as he felt Tadashi kiss him through the fabric of his funeral attire. He let out a noise of disapproval when he felt the other pull away.
“What—“ was the only thing he got out before the seatbelt pulled against his body, keeping him close to the seat.
Tadashi let out a soft tutting noise as he reached around Ainosuke, fumbling for the zipper that connected the outfit together. He was murmuring something quietly to himself as he tried to get the zipper to go down without catching on the fabric. Once the fabric had enough slack, Tadashi pulled the neck of the outfit down so that he could go back to his ministrations.
It felt like Ainosuke’s skin was on fire the moment he felt Tadashi’s lips against his skin. It drew a guttural noise that seemed to pull from his toes out of Ainosuke. He fisted the seatbelt with need and could feel his toes clench in his boots. Tadashi pulled the meat of his skin with his lips and bit down with his teeth. It wasn’t enough to bond them to one another, but it would definitely leave a mark for weeks. Once Tadashi was satisfied with the hickey he had created he pulled away to admire the disheveled view. It left Ainosuke panting, clutching the seatbelt like it was his only lifeline. His lips were wet, red, and already bruising. His immaculately styled hair already drooping over into his face, as if the gel had completely lost its hold on it.
Ainosuke watched Tadashi lick his lips through lidded eyes. He watched as something primal seemed to overtake Tadashi. Tadashi unfastened the seatbelt that kept him contained and all but manhandled him to a laying position. Ainosuke wasn’t sure if he liked that or hated it, his mind was too hazy and clouded to care though as he let a whine slip past him.
The sight of Tadashi towering over him did something to him though. He shot up instantly, hands going to wrap around Tadashi possessively as he pulled the other into another searing kiss. Tadashi wrapped his arms around him, but he could feel that there was an ulterior motive behind this. He wasn’t left waiting long though as he heard and felt the zipper moving further down his spine. Tadashi pulled away to mouth another trail down Ainosuke’s neck as he pulled the get up further and further down his body.
“Tadashi.” Ainosuke let out wantonly as he moved to pull the outfit off of him further. He knew he probably looked pathetic, but he was practically starving for Tadashi’s physical touch. He couldn’t wait any longer. Tadashi didn’t even miss a beat as Ainosuke took over pulling the spandex outfit off and dropped kisses on every inch of his naked body.
Tadashi lightly pushed Ainosuke down as he continued to travel down the valley of his pectorals. He hesitated, as if deciding which to lavish first. Ainosuke opened his mouth to tell Tadashi that he never felt stimulated from breast play, but the moment Tadashi wrapped his lips around one of his nipples his mind went blank as a keen moan pushed past instead. Ainosuke could feel his eyes roll as slick produced from the stimulation. Tadashi pressed his tongue against the forming pebble and suckled from it all the while reaching up to tweak at the other. To be fair, he would reason later.
Ainosuke could feel something drop in the pit of his stomach the more Tadashi continued to play with his tits. He belatedly realized what was about to happen and tugged on Tadashi’s hair a moment too late. He grunted as his hands tightened on Tadashi’s scalp with a vice like grip as he came. He was too blissed out that he missed Tadashi’s nostrils flair out as he scented the air. His eyes darkened to a deeper green as he became intoxicated by Ainosuke’s scent.
Ainosuke was too blissed out to realize that Tadashi was tugging the rest of the outfit down his body. He seemed to grow visibly frustrated when he couldn’t figure out the best way to take the outfit completely off of him that he started to tear at the crotch area. Ainosuke liked to keep his clothes intact, but he could probably agree that this outfit was beyond repair. Especially with how soaked it was from slick and cum. Tadashi was far too gone to care either, the only thing that seemed to be on his mind was sating his inner beast and rutting into and breeding Ainosuke.
Tadashi didn’t even bother to wet his fingers as he slipped one in. The slick was more than enough to compensate, and well, if Ainosuke was being honest he was starting to like it rough. Tadashi continued fingering Ainosuke as he made out with him. He worked him open at a steady pace and pressed against bundles Ainosuke forgot existed inside of him. Of course he knew they existed, but he never really explored his own body before. It wasn’t something he had explicit experience with, and again if he came back with a semblance of experience his family would have not been pleased.
Ainosuke could feel his cock stirring at the ministrations. Without realizing it, he moved his hands over to cup and play with himself, as if to bring himself to full hardness, but before he could even touch himself both of his arms were pinned above his head. His eyes squinted open as he glared at Tadashi.
“Un… Ah— Unhand me you m- mongrel.” Ainosuke stuttered out as he felt Tadashi slip another finger inside him.
“No.” Tadashi breathed out as he bent forward to capture Ainosuke in another heady kiss.
He knew exactly what Tadashi was doing and he couldn’t decipher if he liked it or not. He liked being in control, being dominant was something that came to him naturally, but this?? He didn’t like giving up his control, but he couldn’t deny that he liked how it felt when Tadashi took it away from him. His hips jerked as he tried to gain the upper hand, but Tadashi seemed unfazed. In fact all that did was force Tadashi’s fingers further into him. He could feel the other curl his fingers in a circular motion before scissoring them and pulling against his rim. This only brought forth another stream of moans.
“F- Fuck me— if you don’t fuck me right now, Tadashi, I swear—“ Ainosuke said, struggling against Tadashi’s hold. He forgot how strong Tadashi was, he didn’t look like it, especially with his noodley looking arms. But he hid his muscles well, after all Tadashi did catch him anytime he fumbled a trick in the empty pool.
Ainosuke felt a whine rip out of him when Tadashi withdrew his fingers, but before he could complain about it Tadashi was already pushing into him. He didn’t even realize that Tadashi had unbuckled his pants, let alone lined his dick against his gaping hole. He almost didn’t even register that Tadashi was balls deep in him until he felt a pleasant friction sliding against his prostate. Ainosuke groaned as he spread himself even wider. If he couldn’t cling to Tadashi using his arms, then he would use the next best thing. He bucks his hips once again as he wraps one of his legs around the other as best as he can.
“Y- Yeah, you—“ Ainosuke gasps out. “You like that, huh???”
Tadashi let out a groan as he slowed down his pace, which only ended up frustrating Ainosuke more than he had intended. He was so close to coming again, this wasn’t fair. Ainosuke let out a cry as he tried bucking against the alpha to try and chase the feeling that was starting to fleet.
“P- Puppy why’d— why did you… ah— stop?” Ainosuke practically demanded as he writhed against the other in an attempt to get some friction going again.
Tadashi bent over and placed a kiss on Ainosuke’s lips. “B- Because sir, I want… I want to hear you ask for it.”
Ainosuke stared up at Tadashi in confusion. Was… he wasn’t… asking him to… there was no way he was going to… “Beg?” he asked, dumbfounded. The word sounded so foreign coming out of his mouth, it had such a heavy weight on his tongue.
Tadashi hummed his affirmative as he moved to pull out, the tip of his penis pulling against the muscles of his rim.
Ainosuke was many things, but a beggar he was not. He had pride damnit! He wasn’t going to sink beneath his worth. He wasn’t… going to succumb to… his inner needs just because his dumb stupid alpha stopped fucking him… and. Ah fuck. Before Ainosuke even realized it he was babbling like a brook, begging to be fucked, to be bred like his life depended on it. He would curse his hormones for it later after his heat is over with.
Please alpha, don’t leave me.
I need you so bad.
Please fuck me, I need it.
I need your knot, please—
I’ll be a good omega, don’t leave me again.
He’s not too sure what it was that got Tadashi to push back into him, but he’s thankful nonetheless. His inner omega finally at peace. With his arms finally free, he brings it down and starts to fondle himself in time to Tadashi pounding into him. He’s never had sex before, but he has a feeling Tadashi is close to knotting him. A saner part of him knows he should probably let him pull out, but that rational part goes ignored. All he wants right now is Tadashi’s knot filling him full. He ends up coming again at that thought alone.
His hands splayed out beside him as he scrambled for purchase. He couldn’t remember the last time he experienced an orgasm as strong as that. It made his vision white out, he could have sworn he saw stars dancing around Tadashi and behind him in the background. The last thing he’ll remember before blacking out all together was Tadashi groaning out in ecstasy.
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Ainosuke couldn’t remember the last time he had slept so soundly. When he came to it was well into the afternoon. Wait— fuck!
Ainosuke shot up, dread filling the pits of his stomach as he looked around. He had a meeting at ten in the morning, he was definitely late for that— why hadn’t Tadashi woken him up, this was a very important meeting with the environmental committee. Ainosuke pushed the covers off of him as he made to stand.
Only to collapse to the floor seconds later.
“Ainosuke-sama!” Tadashi called out in concern. Even though he couldn’t see Tadashi, he knew it had to be him. He had rushed to his side quickly and extended him an arm. Ainosuke took it with ease and slowly got to his feet. He didn’t trust himself to stand on his own yet, so he sat back down on his bed.
“I’m sorry sir, I went to go get you something to eat, but I didn’t expect you to wake up so suddenly.” Tadashi explained as he examined the younger man for any bumps and or bruises. He only stopped upon noticing Ainosuke’s hand waving him away.
“It’s… fine Tadashi, but why didn’t you wake me up sooner? I have— had a meeting earlier this morning at ten? You know how important that meeting was for me and for the committee.” Ainosuke said sternly. He was too tired for theatrics. Tadashi seemed to squirm, unsettled by something, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.
“Well… you did have a meeting, but that was five days ago, sir.” He explained, refusing to meet Ainosuke’s gaze.
Ainosuke heard what Tadashi said, but he didn’t register it until a couple of minutes later. He tried to get back on to his feet, but was restrained (successfully, at that) by Tadashi who had put a firm hand on his shoulder. “What— why didn’t you wake me up!?” Ainosuke repeated.
“You don’t—? You… your heat lasted longer than normal. The physician thinks it had something to do with the fact that you were on heat suppressants for so long.” Tadashi said, his flushing slightly.
Ainosuke sits back, pausing against Tadashi’s restraining hold. He did remember that, but that was… that couldn’t have been— His eyes grow wide in realization as memories start slowly stringing back together. If he had an ounce of modesty he would feel embarrassed over how emboldened he was during his heat, but he doesn’t so it’s a moot point. He brings a hand to his head as he massages his temples.
“Were we at least able to reschedule the meeting??” Ainosuke asked tiredly.
“Yes sir. I was able to push everything back in your schedule to the next couple of weeks. I said that you were feeling under the weather, and that you needed to take the rest of the week off to recuperate. Strict doctor orders.” Tadashi said as he turned around in search for Ainosuke’s date book. When he located it, he turned around and handed it to Ainosuke.
Ainosuke took it with ease and set it beside himself. He would look at it later, but they really needed to address the elephant that was in the room. And he knew Tadashi wouldn’t be the one to breech the topic. “Tadashi, do you have time?”
Tadashi had slunk back to retrieve the tray he had brought in with him that had his preferred cup of coffee and an egg salad sandwich he had the chef put together. He lifted his head and looked over at Ainosuke, he seemed to be mulling something over before he gave a small nod. Ainosuke patted the space beside him on the bed and watched Tadashi walk over to him slowly. As if he was trying to put off the conversation a little while longer.
“I said we would talk about us after my heat passed, and I now thanks to you, I have a free schedule to do as such. I am a man of my word and we… need to have this talk, Tadashi.” Ainosuke said gently resting his hands in his lap. “Please don’t try to interrupt me, I don’t know if I’ll be able to continue if you do.”
Tadashi for the most part, remained silent, but nodded his assent.
“You’re mad at yourself because you somehow feel like you took advantage of me, is that correct?” Ainosuke asked as he quietly turned his head to survey the older man. Tadashi’s eyes widen in what Ainosuke can only assume is shock before it’s quickly schooled into something more neutral as he nods his head. “I told you before we even did anything that I was of sound mind, but I had meant every word. I’ve only ever wanted to spend my heats with one person, and that person— whether you like it or not, is you.”
“But sir—“ Tadashi cut in.
“Now puppy, what did I say about interrupting?” Ainosuke shot back. “I disliked a lot of things when I was younger, but you were never one of the things I explicitly disliked. I hated how you treated me, but I’m sure you didn’t have a say on that?” Ainosuke paused as he studied Tadashi, gauging his emotions, his reactions before continuing on.
“I held a lot of resentment towards you at first, but a lot of it was misplaced anger I had towards my father. He took one of the things I had enjoyed tremendously from me, in what I can only assume, as an attempt to put me and keep me in my place. I cherished the friendship we had cultivated together, you were my first friend after all. So it was devastating to suddenly go from being friends to… not. I think… that’s why I had such a hyper focus on skating. Since that was the one thing we did together, I assumed it would be something that I could use to attract your attention towards me again. But in the end I ended up using it more as an escape rather than letting it be something I did for fun. I wasn’t able to figure that out until after my race with little Langa.” Ainosuke said as he shifted his gaze from Tadashi to his hands.
“When you joined the tournament I thought… It viscerally brought me back to the time my father had burnt my skateboard. You know, the one you had given to me for my birthday all those years ago. It felt like you didn’t seem to care what he did at that time, so when you joined the tournament, it—“ Ainosuke paused as he shook his head. “It felt odd to see you suddenly care about my actions when you hadn’t back then. And it hurt; but I could never bring myself to hate you over it. It was upsetting, yes, which is why I confronted you about it when I did. I don’t stew in my emotions outside of it regarding my family, puppy. I thought you knew me better than that.”
“I’m not even entirely sure when I even developed romantic feelings for you, but I’m sure it happened sometime when I was in America. I would never sleep with you if I wasn’t interested. I might be an omega, but I can’t afford to be seen as a floozy, especially not where I want my— our end goal to be.” Ainosuke said as he pursed his fingers together.
Tadashi, for his part remained silent as Ainosuke continued to ramble on. He was especially thankful, because he could see bits where the older man wanted to jump in. Once he was done he turned to regard Ainosuke, his face unreadable.
“My least favorite memory is when I had to turn you away on your birthday.” Tadashi finally said quietly.
“My parents thought I would present as an omega, so when I had presented as an alpha they cultivated a lie and begged me to lay low. They weren’t… well it wasn’t going to be favorable to them if I had been let go if your family had discovered what I actually was. So when I informed your father, your aunts… well, they weren’t keen on me hanging around you.” Tadashi explained softly.
Ainosuke knew that there was probably more to be desired of that conversation. But he’s known Tadashi for such a long time, and he knows that the older man wouldn’t casually drag someone like his aunts, even if they deserved it. He didn’t have to guess what they actually told him though, if their conversations with Tadashi was any similar to the conversations they had with him over the course of his adulthood, he could easily surmise that it wasn’t a positive one.
The air was heavy around them as they sat alone in silence. Trying to digest this conversation and figuring out where they would go from here. A few moments later Ainosuke reached out and placed his hand on top of Tadashi’s and curled his fingers. It was bold of him, as an omega, to do such a thing. But he knew Tadashi would never dare to do something like that at this moment. Given time, of course, he could probably see the alpha do something like this in private. But for now he would gladly be the one to cross the bridges. He was a feisty omega, after all.