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This Better Not Awaken Something In Me 2/?

(Anonymous) 2016-04-11 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Ushijima hadn't been expecting any contact from Oikawa after their little tryst, so when he saw he had a text message from the other, it was a little surprising. Mostly because he knew that Oikawa hated him. No love was lost on Ushijima's side either – though he could admit he didn't hate Oikawa, he mostly just felt disappointed in Oikawa's rather wasted potential. The man could have been on his team in high school, but he didn't. He could be so much more, but he just wouldn't. Ushijima was sure Oikawa would eventually also settle for some unworthy alpha and produce mediocre pups.

When really Oikawa could always do so much better.

Which perhaps Oikawa contacting him was a way the man was realizing he could at least do better than toys or some unworthy alpha.

The text was simple, a place and time. Nothing eloquent or anything of the sort. Ushijima can deal with simple. But he also knew Oikawa was anything but simple. But as his alpha, Ushijima felt he needed to comply with those needy demands – even though Oikawa still believed he wasn't his omega.

He was wrong and Ushijima was going to prove it.

The place was pretty nondescript. A regular hotel, businesses could be made here or seedy dealings, one would never know by looking at the patrons and that was the point, Ushijima supposed. He took a seat at one of the chairs in the lobby and waited for Oikawa to arrive. It didn't take long. The omega came in, dressed in a coat and hat – even wearing his glasses. He didn't want people to know him, even though they were in a part of the city that Ushijima was certain no one knew either of them, at least not personally. Oikawa spotted him immediately and looked freaked out for a moment, stomping over.

“You call this 'dressed discreetly!?'

Ushijima frowned, raising a brow. “I didn't see the point in it.”

“The point is not to be seen together.”

“Why? It's not like anyone would care that an omega was using his alpha accordingly.”

“You're not my alpha, you bastard!” seethed Oikawa, glaring at him over the rim of his glasses. “You're my past-time pleasure and nothing more. Ah, whatever. Go to the receptionist. I put the room under your name. You're paying too.”

Ushijima didn't argue, just did as he was told. Mostly because he could smell not only the sweet scent of omega slick coming from Oikawa, but the scent of stress. As much as he liked bating Oikawa to a degree, he was still an alpha and alpha didn't want to stress out their omegas, they wanted to sate them. He got the roomkey and returned to Oikawa, who looked like he was ready to bolt.

“Come with me.”

Oikawa scowled at him, but did as told as they both walked to the elevators. They stood awkwardly, not speaking or looking at one another. Even once inside the elevator, silence rained. It didn't really bother Ushijima as silence was something he felt comfortable with, but Oikawa appeared to be uncomfortable. The two made it to the 4th floor and exited the elevator, making way to their room. Ushijima looked around it, nodding to himself. It was a fine room, normal with one bed. He looked over at Oikawa who was hanging his coat and hat up. Ushijima took of his shoes, lining them neatly before striding into towards the bed.

“Should we order food first?”

Oikawa snorted. “No, we're getting down to business and getting it over with.”

“I paid for the whole night, you aren't expecting just to fuck and go, are you?”


Ushijima's brows raised but he said nothing as Oikawa began taking off his shirt, folding it neatly and placing it on the dresser. As he removed the rest of his clothes, Ushijima started on his own. He'd rather treat Oikawa first, but he didn't feel like arguing with the omega. Once he was completely naked, he glanced at Oikawa, noticing the omega's hard-on, oozing with precum, and the glimpse of wetness on the back of his inner thighs.

“Are your suppressants not enough anymore?”

“Shut up! You did this, you knotted me when I told you no.”

“You're body wanted it, despite what you said. You're body would not have been satisfied otherwise.”

Oikawa's brow crinkled, even as he rubbed himself, his cock quivering in his hand. Ushijima parroted the motion, rubbing over his dick, teasing the base of his knot. Oikawa licked his lips, glaring at Ushijima as he let his hands drop, moving closer to the alpha. The bed creaked as Oikawa pushed Ushijima down, straddling him.

“On top again?”

“On top anytime we do it.”

Ushijima didn't argue, but he wanted to. If he were on top, he'd be able to please Oikawa the way an omega should be pleased. He'd be able to penetrate him thoroughly and sate him completely. But Oikawa was a stubborn, disobedient omega that thought like an alpha, he wouldn't back down easy. But Ushijima refused just lie back this time. He reached behind Oikawa and ran a finger over his hole, causing the omega to jerk in surprise, but fall silent as Ushijima played with him.

The slick wasn't as copious this time, but still just as inviting.

Ushijima thought right – Oikawa needed prepped this time. He concentrated on his finger now, running it over Oikawa's pucker, teasing and coaxing the wet hole, making Oikawa shudder. He pressed against it, enjoying the way it opened for him and sucked him in. He moved his digit around gently, coaxing the ring to relax as he fit another finger inside. Oikawa grunted as Ushijima's fingers played inside of him, moving in and out, mocking sex as he tried to make him relax.

But then those fingers touched something inside of him that made him moan and slick spurt out of him, coating Ushijima's hand. The alpha narrowed his eyes and pounded unrelentingly on the source, feeling more and more slick dribble out. Oikawa yelped, his hips moving against those pleasing fingers, his body trembling.

“Stop! Stop! Nn...”

Ushijima did, pulling his now drenched hand away from the slick hole and replaced it with his cock, helping Oikawa ease down on it. Oikawa hummed, licking his upper lip as he sheathed Ushijima's cock in one deep thrust. He glared down at the alpha, pressing on his chest to make him lie down completely. Ushijima let the omega do as he pleased, watching intently as Oikawa began moving his hips sensually. It was a lot more provocative this time around and filled with much more confidence. The desperate mortification was gone and in its place was a confident and sexy Oikawa that knew what he wanted and was going to take it.

Ushijima massaged Oikawa's hips, raising his own to meet each thrust the omega gave him. He wanted to ride him harder, fuck him deep and knot him so deep that they'd be locked for hours, but he could tell Oikawa would have none of that, at least not yet. Oikawa's hips started losing their finesse as he moved harder and faster – chasing after that fleeting pleasure.

“Haa! Nn... c'mon!”

Ushijima panted as he worked to flex his hips up, pressing against Oikawa's eager bottom each time it lowered. He bared his fangs, elongated with passion as he suddenly sat up, making Oikawa chirp in surprise, arms wrapping around Ushijima's shoulders as the man pumped his hips hard against Oikawa now, his knot growing with each thrust. Oikawa panted in Ushijima's ear, his fingernails digging into Ushijma's back.

“Nn...so good!!”

The praise made Ushijima's chest rumble with a proud purr, his knot now grown to full mass inside of Oikawa. The pressure of Oikawa's tight hole around the base was amazing and he wanted nothing more than to rut deeply into Oikawa and fill him full of pups, claiming him more so than the measly bite. Which he also wanted to do. He rubbed his neck against Oikawa's, who stiffened. It wasn't as permanent as the bite or pups, but it was a temporary mark that surely Oikawa would allow.

When Oikawa didn't do anything, Ushijima did it again, rubbing his neck against Oikawa's, his head brushing against Oikawa's as he thrust gently into the other. Oikawa whimpered, hesitantly moving his own neck back in return, his hips gyrating against the knot inside of him. Ushijima felt pleased at Oikawa's acceptance, greedily necking with the omega now, growls and grunts leaving both of their throats as their hips knocked together slowly, intimately, as they necked, their scents mixing.

Oikawa's back seized up and he came against Ushijima's chest, his body trembling as it came down from ecstacy. Ushijima snarled as he pumped his hips harder, his seed flowing into the condom, wishing he hadn't wore one and would pup his omega. Once his knot was empty and back to normal, Oikawa quickly pulled off, shoving at Ushijima in the process.

“I said no marking.”

“Necking is pretty old fashioned, I didn't think it would count to you.”

“Marking is still marking. Pissing on each other is old fashioned too, and I swear to god if you piss on me I will rip your dick off.”

Ushijima merely stared at Oikawa, watching the omega walk into the bathroom, muttering curses along the way. Ushijima sat back up, looking down at his spent cock. Really, despite Oikawa's refusal to mark, he seemed to really be into it. It would take some time, but he was sure he'd be marking Oikawa truly soon enough.

He got up and padded into the bathroom to see Oikawa already dressed (when had he grabbed his clothes?) and working on his hair. Oikawa's eyes met Ushijima's in the mirror, his mouth working before a frown fell on his lips. “Yes?”

“You're leaving already?”

“Didn't we discuss this already? Fuck and leave, the end.”

“A love hotel would have been more efficient then.”

“Love hotels are tacky and gross.”

Ushijima said nothing because, well, it wasn't wrong, but the cost of a regular hotel compared to a love hotel was steep, especially if they were only using it for this short time.

“You can stay here for the night, Ushiwaka-chan, after all, you've already paid for it.”

Ushijima watched Oikawa flounce off, feeling the acid from those words pour over him. He glanced over the mess they made and then to the roomkey case – noting that Oikawa still had a key.

Perhaps he would stay for the night... relax and call for room service.

After all, Oikawa would be back.


(Anonymous) 2016-04-12 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sorry for not including warnings still now, this is my best way of fixing the problem for now.