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FILL: A Natural Reaction (Kagehina, omegaverse and omorashi, slightly underage-17) (3/4)

[freshmilko]

“Um, are you.. Sure? We don’t have to, you know, go all the way. If- if you don’t want to. I can just, uh, help you through it-” Kagayama stuttered. Hinata threw his hands onto Kageyama’s mouth with a squeak.

“No! Wait, yes! I do want to. Actually, I’ve thought about doing it before - with you. During my heats. I do want to, but… are we gonna do it here?” Hinata flushes and looks around at Kageyama’s room. He likes it just by virtue of it being Kageyama’s , and covered in his scent. But it’s still unfamiliar, and he still feels like he’s just intruding, not to mention Kageyama’s family could come back.

“Oh no, my dad is gonna come home tonight. But, uh, I was thinking. I have some allowance saved up. Maybe we could go to a heat hotel…?” Kageyama’s voice rises at the end of his sentence like a question.

He’s familiar with what they are, everyone in their society is. Most people who don’t live alone use them for privacy, and some that do do it just because they like the luxury. They are reputably clean places with professionally trained staff, almost like a cross between a clinic and a hotel. It’s common for young couples still living with their parents to use them, so it’s not like it would be strange.

That doesn’t mean Kageyama doesn’t feel profoundly uncomfortable with the thought of going to a sex hotel.

“Oh... wow, um yeah okay. I’ve never been.” Hinata shifts uncomfortably, appearing just as awkward as Kageyama feels.

“Me neither.”

They sit in silence for a few beats before Hinata can’t sit still anymore. He jumps for his phone in his bag, “I’m gonna call my mom!”

Hinata walks out into the hallway, speaking with a hushed tone, “Hey mom, yeah I’m okay…. No, you don’t have to come. Actually uhh-” before Kageyama can’t hear clearly anymore. He takes a minute to call his own dad.



After an excruciating conversation in which his dad says the word ‘responsible’ entirely too many times, Kageyama begins to stuff his duffel bag with random clothes for himself and Hinata. The door opens revealing a stiff, red-faced Hinata - he must’ve gotten the same treatment from his mom. At some point Kageyama deems his bag too full to shove anymore clothes into and makes to leave, double checking he has everything. Hinata follows behind him, uncharacteristically quiet.

The silence is deafening, but Kageyama can’t find the words to say, and so they uncomfortably make their way to the nearest heat hotel.





The lobby is beautiful, small but full of contemporary decorations and a crisp, clean style. Kageyama feels out of place, too awkward and gangly to belong in a place like this, but the doorman smiles welcomingly so Kageyama finds his courage to walk up to the counter. There’s another couple checking in next to him, two young women looking for all the world like they just stumbled out of bed, and he feels a bit better about his own sweatpants.

The omegan concierge smiles at them gently, “Welcome! Do you have a reservation?”

“Um, no, it’s my first time so…” Kageyama awkwardly trails off.

“No problem at all! Thank you for choosing us for your stay. I’ll just need your names and consent signatures, as well as a credit card or down-payment fee. Here are the legal forms for you both to sign stating your consent and agreement to our policies.” Kageyama pulls out his wallet to pay while Hinata signs, then signs himself.

“Fantastic! Would you prefer a single bed or double beds? And would you like to see our menu of themed rooms?” Kageyama looks over to Hinata and Hinata blushes, stuttering, “N-no! We don’t need anything like that.. Western style is fine! Um, a single, please.”

“Alright, one western single bedroom. Now, we offer a variety of services and amenities, including a pharmacy, market, restaurant, pool, and spa on the main floor. We ask that you please refrain from using public amenities while in heat or rut, but during remissions and before or afterwards please feel free. Each guest room features a fully stocked snack and drink bar, sterilized sheets, blankets, and pillows, and are equipped with scent and sound proof ventilation.

“We also offer a discrete 24/7 room delivery service, including dining, should you ever need any items during rut or heat. Here is the list of requestable items and dining menu.” Kageyama takes the menu and flips through it, abruptly closing the magazine when he sees a page full of knotted dildos. “Simply call the front desk to order. There’s an emergency call button should you experience any health emergencies or concerns, and we have medically trained staff on call. Okay!” The concierge claps his hands, “I believe that’s about it, if you have any concerns or questions, please do not hesitate to call the front desk. Here are your key cards, you’ll be in room 910 on floor 9. Enjoy your stay!”

Kageyama and Hinata murmur their thanks and Kageyama follows the signs to the pharmacy. Hinata leans up to Kageyama’s ear and whispers not very quietly, “Oh my gosh that was so embarrassing! But he was really nice!”

Kageyama just grunts, red to his ears. Neither of them really know about heats or anything, so he picks out a generic heat birth control pill, and after Hinata nods at his selection goes to pay.





The first thing Hinata notices about the room is the smell, all chemicals and bleach like a hospital. He scrunches his nose. The appearance isn’t much different, calm pastel walls, crisp white sheets. The cleanliness is appreciated but it doesn’t do anything to calm his nerves.

He feels foreign, like he doesn’t belong, and a glance at Kageyama’s scowl tells him Kageyama feels the same.

Kageyama walks past him and places their shared bag on the desk and turns to Hinata.

Hinata, still standing awkwardly at the door, startles and stumbles towards the bathroom.

“I’m gonna, um, take a shower!” he squeaks, wanting to get away from the tension building in the room.

“Hinata-boke! You already took a shower! And.. I don’t want you to wash away your scent.” Kageyama’s voice fades to a mumble at the end as a blush spreads over his face. “And I haven’t had a shower since practice anyway, so I wanted to rinse off before, you know, it starts. You can just, um, get ready for bed.” His face burns and he flees to the bathroom, desperately trying not to envision Hinata “in bed” in the filthiest sense of the word.

He starts the shower, on cold, because he really needs to calm down. This is Hinata , don’t fuck this up, he thinks to himself as pulls off his shirt.

Before he can even set it down, he hears a distressed, “Kageyaaamaaa~” and rushes out the door into the bedroom, worried for Hinata.

Hinata looks up at him from the bed, half rolled in the sheets and pushing at the pillow with a pout on his face.

“It smells like hospital,” he whines, “It doesn’t smell like you.” He pulls at the borrowed shirt he’s wearing and tugs it up to his nose but lets out a sigh. “This doesn’t really smell like you anymore either…. Can you come scent the bed?”

Kageyama exhales with relief, it was nothing serious. But still, he doesn’t exactly want to roll around in clean sheets still sweaty and pheromonal from practice. “Yeah, just let me take a shower first.. I’m sweaty and gross,” He says, turning back to the bathroom.

“No!” Hinata blurts, “Um, well, if you shower your scent won’t be as strong… and I- I like the way you smell. It’s not gross. Can you please?” Hinata looks up at Kageyama with big pleading eyes.

Oh fuck, I wanna do everything for him, Kageyama thinks to himself. He stutters, “Y-yes. I mean, yeah of course. Okay.”

Kageyama lays his shirt down and grabs the pillow next to Hinata. It’s awkward, trying to rub the entire pillow against his neck where his scent glands are easy to reach. He has to push a bit to release the oils but eventually gets the hang of it. He scents each pillow, then balls up the blankets and sheets and does those as well. It’s embarrassing and tedious, but the satisfaction radiating off Hinata as he arranges and rearranges the pillows around him is completely worth it.

At some point he had slipped into Kageyama’s dirty shirt, and Kageyama finds he suddenly doesn’t mind how dirty he is. Hinata definitely doesn’t. But still, Kageyama has some understanding of propriety and dutifully rinses off quickly in the shower.





With a towel wrapped around his waist, he emerges to find Hinata had created some kind of mound around the sides of the bed, just enough to form a little hollow in the center of the bed, just big enough for the two of them. Hinata lies cuddled with a pillow, Kageyama’s shirt pulled over his nose. His eyes flutter and find Kageyama’s, barely open in bliss.

It’s then that Kageyama smells him, the sweet, ripe scent of an omegan heat fills his nostrils and his pheromones respond, releasing a soothing, comforting scent. Hinata beckons Kageyama to come into the bed and Kageyama does, powerless to deny his omega anything he wishes. His nudity means nothing in the face of Hinata’s clear desire, he lets the towel fall as he crawls into the nest and pulls Hinata into his arms. He covers Hinata in his own scent, rubbing his neck on Hinata’s hair, wrists, and finally mixing their scents at their necks, a comfort to them both. Hinata giggles into his chest.

Kageyama looks down at him with a frown, “What’s so funny?”

Hinata giggles again and pokes at Kageyama’s cheek, “I’m just happy. This feels good. I really, really like you.”

Kageyama’s frown deepens as his face turns bright red, “I like you too, idiot.”

FILL: A Natural Reaction (Kagehina, omegaverse and omorashi, slightly underage-17) (4/4)

[freshmilko]

They cuddle together for a while before Hinata starts to get twitchy, his skin turns red and he groans in discomfort. It feels like a buzzing under his skin, and suddenly his clothes are too tight. He pulls weakly at his shirt and whines, “Ahh, Kageyama take them off!”

Kageyama releases a fresh cloud of soothing scent, carefully peeling the clothes off Hinata’s sweaty body. Hinata is hard, his heat now in full swing. Hinata buries his nose into the crook of Kageyama’s neck, thirsty for more of that intoxicating scent.

The feeling of Kageyama’s skin on his is cool relief and he presses his body fully against Kageyama, wanting to touch every inch. Kageyama stops holding himself back, he lets his hands roam all over Hinata’s lithe body. He rubs down his back and gently squeezes his ass, slowly rolling their hips together. The scent of slick fills the air as Hinata whines. He feels so empty, he wants his alpha. He calls and Kageyama rumbles in answer, pure instinct telling him exactly what Hinata needs.

He slides his fingers into the cleft of Hinata’s ass and rubs the slick there. Hinata releases a scent so filled with want it’s dizzying, Kageyama can barely hold himself back.

He dips three fingers into Hinata, all the way to the second knuckle. Hinata takes him easily, his asshole pliant and wet. He’s so warm, so loose, so ready for his alpha. Kageyama scissors his fingers and pumps once, twice, to feel that velvety heat clench around them. Hinata lets out another moan, another call for his alpha. Kageyama hears him, knows what he wants, and he wants it too. He stretches his fingers one last time and withdraws them.

He rubs the excess slick onto his own shaft and turns Hinata around, his back to Kageyama’s chest. He lines himself up and slowly, excruciatingly slowly, pushes into Hinata’s wet heat.

They moan together, lost in the feeling as Kageyama finally bottoms out. Hinata’s pheromones turn from desire to pure relief, his omega perfectly satisfied. Kageyama holds still for a moment, letting Hinata fully adjust, before he begins to roll his hips slowly. Hinata moans again, clutching the sheets as the sensations wash over him. He feels so good, so right, and he wants more, more, “More!” he doesn’t realize he’s shouting until Kageyama suddenly speeds up, pushing into him with force over and over again.

Kageyama suddenly stops, but soon he pulls Hinata up onto his knees and pushes back into him. This angle is so much deeper, and it’s so good. Kageyama picks up a brutal pace, slamming into Hinata in a frenzy of instinct and desire. He licks and nips at Hinata’s neck, his shoulders, his back. Kageyama sucks on Hinata’s scent glands, sending shivers down Hinata’s body.

It’s so much, nearly too much, but Hinata can’t, doesn’t want to stop it. His desire coils low in his belly and he releases more and more scent, unable to control himself.

Then Kageyama shifts, and he’s pushing in at a new angle and Hinata feels pressure. And it’s… it feels so good but it’s strange .

“A-ah! Kage-yama! It’s-there’s something, ah! Weird! It’s gonna come out!!” Hinata groans as the pressure builds, helpless to Kageyama’s thrusting.

Kageyama exhales a breathless laugh, “Haah, it’s okay, you can cum.” His voice is rough right next to Hinata’s ear, sending a thrill right to Hinata’s groin. Kageyama moves his hand down and grasps Hinata’s leaking dick, firmly stroking.

“N-no! It’s- something! Ahh! Alpha!” Suddenly the pressure is too much and Hinata can’t hold it back, his abdominal muscles relax and he’s peeing. The relief is intense, Hinata can’t help but release another wave of submissive scent.

Kageyama pauses, feeling the warm liquid spill over his fingers. That scent drives him wild and with a quiet, “ Oh fuck, ” Kageyama starts to move again, more piss squirting out with each thrust. Then Hinata gasps and the flow abruptly stops, shame souring his scent, his entire body tense.

“B-because you made me... drink all that water..” Hinata cries, his pheromones a mix of confusion, embarrassment, and yet still overwhelming desire and submission.

Kageyama only pushes his own lustful scent out to relax Hinata and moves his dirtied hand over Hinata’s stomach. He slows his thrusts, only to lay his hand directly over Hinata’s bladder and push.

Hinata can’t fight his own desire to submit to Kageyama and lets himself go, moaning as he finally feels relief. The pee spurts with each push.

Hinata feels Kageyama swell impossibly hard inside him, his knot beginning to fill. Kageyama moans, “Ah, fuck! Shouyou, Shouyou!”

Kageyama’s scent sharpens as he continues to fuck brutally into Hinata. The overstimulation and heady scent sends Hinata over the edge, his orgasm wracking through his body. Hinata claws at Kageyama’s arms and he yells, his skin buzzing and he clenches as waves of pleasure wash over him with each of Kageyama’s increasingly harsh thrusts.

As Hinata comes down, his body goes limp in submission. His eyes are glazed, mouth dripping drool, moaning with each breath punched out of him by Kageyama. Hinata’s scent has become so delicious, so incredibly satisfied Kageyama can’t help but to bite into that scent gland. The oils released by his teeth coat his tongue, flavor going straight to his head. He pushes in one last time hard and deep, knot swelling and pulsing as his seed fills Hinata.

The knot filling Hinata is so good, so right, it forces another orgasm out of him and he screams, lost in the sensation.



Hinata’s exhales are half moan as he comes down from the blissful submission.

Kageyama moves to lay behind Hinata, back to chest, careful of his knot still tied to Hinata. The movement of the knot inside of Hinata sends shivers down his spine and he moans again, endorphins rushing through his body.

Kageyama leans down and gently pulls Hinata’s face back towards him to kiss. Hinata releases a wave of contented pheromones and snuggles to lick at Kageyama’s neck gland before turning back to comfortably spoon.

They lie tangled together for the few minutes it takes for Kageyama’s knot to deflate, but Kageyama doesn’t pull out.

“Hey, Hinata. Can I.. I wanna mark you.” he whispers into Hinata’s ear.

“Eh?” Hinata thinks back to the many times Kageyama bit his neck, “You already marked me. Well, not that I mind… It’s okay.”

Hinata bares his neck where Kageyama had already left multiple hickeys, but Kageyama doesn’t lean in like Hinata expects. Instead, Kageyama grasps Hinata’s hips, and Hinata feels a warmth begin to fill him.

“Ah-ah what? There’s something… Are you..?” It takes a moment for Hinata to register the sensation inside of him.

Kageyama simply moans, “Shouyou,” and grips tighter.

“Ah, eh?! It feels.. Weird.. Tobio!” The warm wetness pouring into and filling Hinata is strange, but not uncomfortable. It feels satisfying, his omega purring inside.

Kageyama continues to pee until he is empty, the piss mixing with his cum and Hinata’s slick and spilling from around his dick.

Hinata squirms at the feeling, his hole twitching as Kageyama pulls out. He squeezes his legs together as the liquids run down his thighs. Hinata can feel his face burning, but Kageyama is too mesmerized by his ass to care.

“Oh.. fuck,” Kageyama groans, moving back on his knees as he grips Hinata’s ass cheeks, pulling them apart to look at his glistening hole. Kageyama’s nostrils flare and he growls, “Now, you smell like me-everywhere.”

Hinata raises his hands and hides his face in embarrassment. He whines, “Bakageyama, you’re so gross!!” Hinata turns around, pulling Kageyama back up next to him so he can hide his face in Kageyama’s neck. It’s kind of gross but… Hinata can’t deny how good it makes him feel, to know Kageyama marked him so deeply. Hinata thinks maybe he’s just as gross as Kageyama, and his chest warms to think they are even that much more alike.





Hinata wakes to the slatted sunlight pouring in from behind the sheer curtains. Kageyama snores peacefully beside him, hand stretched over Hinata’s stomach. Hinata had fallen asleep at some point while Kageyama was cleaning up. He had replaced the messy sheets last night, much to Hinata’s sleepy, needy displeasure, whining something about scents and hospitals. The details are a little fuzzy. Kageyama had started to gently wipe the mess from Hinata’s skin, the soothing action must have lulled him to sleep without realizing.

Hinata sits up and realizes his whole body is sore, especially his hips, but he finds he doesn’t- can’t care, he just feels content. He feels happy. His instincts have never felt so right, with Kageyama - his alpha - sleeping next to him. The heat is over thankfully, just one knot was enough this time, so they could use the remaining rest of the day in their hotel room to relax.

Hinata moves to stretch, wincing slightly at the pull in his lower back, and Kageyama jolts awake next to him.

“Ah? Shouyou?” Kageyama slurs and slowly blinks fully waking up. He sits up and rubs his hands soothingly down Hinata’s sides. “Do you… feel okay?”

“Mmm, yeah. I feel really good. Just a little sore,” Hinata replies, surprised at how hoarse his voice sounds. Kageyama grabs the bottle of water on the nightstand and snaps it open before urging him to drink. Hinata gulps it down greedily, he’s always thirsty after a heat.

“Where does it hurt?” Kageyama asks while tossing the empty bottle into the bin.

“My back, mostly. Um, my thighs. And my stomach is a little crampy.”

“Here, lie down on your stomach. You can take some medicine for the cramps after you eat, but for now I can do something for your back and legs.” Kageyama positions Hinata in the middle of the bed and straddles his butt. It’s a little embarrassing as Hinata is still completely naked, but at least Kageyama had put on boxers at some point.

Kageyama starts kneading Hinata’s back - and it’s heaven. He digs in deep, but stays careful not to push too hard, loosening the tense muscles and working out the sour soreness. Hinata melts into the bed, unwilling to even lift his head from the pillow to moan, muffled, “Ahhhh Kageyama. How did you get so good at this?”

Kageyama continues to massage Hinata’s entire back while replying, “Oh, after Oikawa-senpai injured his knee, Iwaizumi-senpai learned the proper technique for massaging muscles. I thought it was a useful skill so I asked him to teach me, too.”

Hinata hums in reply, and they sit in comfortable silence as Kageyama kneads all over Hinata. His legs, arms, hands and feet, even his butt - which started out awkward but Kageyama is really good at it so Hinata doesn’t tell him to stop.

Hinata nearly drifts off again but is woken when Kageyama lifts him bridal style into his arms.

“Whuh-what are you doing? You don’t have to carry me!” Hinata puffs, embarrassed at the way Kageyama holds him so gently.

“I’m just, I wanna give you a bath. And- my instincts are going crazy, I just wanna take care of you. Is that bad?” Kageyama pouts down at Hinata, though his pout is honestly more of a glare.

“It’s not.. not okay… It’s just kinda embarrassing,” Hinata trails off.

“So, it’s okay? I know my instincts are too much. It’s just, your heat just ended so today, just today, I gotta take care of you.” Kageyama carries Hinata to the bathroom, gently setting him on the stool while the tub fills. “Can I shampoo you?”

Hinata giggles, “Yeah. I can’t believe the King of the Court is giving me a bath. If you’re the king, does that make me the queen?”

Kageyama blushes, red down to his neck, while he thoroughly wets and lathers Hinata’s hair. “Y-yeah. If, if you wanna be.”

“Wha- that was a joke bakageyama! Jeez you’re so embarrassing.” Hinata flails his arms at Kageyama, causing him to spray the water everywhere.

“Hinata you idiot! I’m- I’m serious,” Kageyama leans Hinata’s head back to rinse out the shampoo. “I’m a shitty alpha, I lose control and my instincts are too strong. Are you sure that’s okay?”

“Well I’m not exactly the picture perfect omega either. I know I’m loud and too demanding, and sometimes I lose control, too! But I think that’s okay for me, and it’s okay for you, too right?” Hinata turns to look back at Kageyama’s face.

“Yeah, of course. You’re perfect, Hinata. And I wanna be perfect for you,” Kageyama says, face sincere. He soaps up a loofa and begins to scrub Hinata’s neck and shoulders.

“I think you already are,” Hinata mumbles.

“Oh,” Kageyama smiles, that rare charming smile Hinata only sees once in a blue moon. “But, um, was last night okay? I kind of got lost in my instincts.” Kageyama brushes his fingers over the bruise on Hinata’s scent gland. There are countless hickies littering his neck and shoulders.

Hinata turns to face back forward, shying away from Kageyama’s searching gaze. “Yeah. It was really, really good. I liked it, a lot.”

“Oh. Okay, cool. Good. Me too.” Kageyama finishes scrubbing Hinata’s back and rinses him off. “Let’s get you in the bath.”

Hinata turns and reaches his arms up, smiling slyly. “Carry me?”

Kageyama eyes the filled bath a mere two feet away and smiles again, reaching down for Hinata. “Okay, I’ve got you.”

Kageyama sets him into the water and moves to wash himself off, but Hinata is pulling on his arm and suddenly he’s splashing into the water next to Hinata. Kageyama lets out a yelp, “Oi! Dumbass! I haven’t washed off yet!”

“I don’t care. My instincts are going crazy, too. I don’t want you to leave,” Hinata pouts.

Kageyama shifts so that he’s sitting against the tub, Hinata straddling his lap. Hinata leans forward and noses his scent gland, “I’m glad you didn’t rinse off, you still smell good.”

“Gross, Hinata.”

“What?! Bakageyama, you’re way more gross than I am!!”



(((ITS FINALLY DONE!! I wonder if anyone other than me even reads the kinkmeme anymore. But I will leave this here so archaeologists can find it and jerk one out ;) )))