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A shy knock on the door of the school counselor made a man at the desk grin. Closing the folder with documents he was reviewing, he stood up, feeling his cock twitch in anticipation.
"Come in."
The door of his office opened, and a cute omega student stepped in, smiling. His sweet, peachy scent flared in happiness, and alpha inhaled deeper, tasting the sweetness on his tongue.
"Hi, Gojo-sensei!"
The door behind the boy closed, and a quiet click of the turned lock made alpha smile wider. His student remembered the rules of their sessions even after a week of his absence.
"Hello, Yuuji."
The boy, Itadori Yuuji, beamed at him and ran into his arms. His smaller body collided with his, and alpha lifted him off the ground, listening to tinkling giggles. Omega's arms looped around his neck, and a cold nose rubbed on his skin, seeking his scent. That alone made heat pool in Satoru's stomach. He walked to the couch and sat down, holding his precious student. Warm weight felt pleasant and familiar on his lap as he let the pup smell and scent him properly.
"...I missed you, sensei..." Yuuji whined, his soft lips touching the crook of alpha's neck in a kiss. Shivers rushed down Satoru's spine, and he cooed, nuzzling pink hair and running his hands all over the small body.
"I missed you too, baby."
The peachy scent burst in happiness again, and alpha felt his eyes roll to the back of his head at how achingly sweet it was.
Little omega was delectable.
"Let's take off your backpack, mm?"
Yuuji shook his head, nuzzling into his neck and not wanting to pull away, making Satoru chuckle. He unlatched the straps of the backpack without disturbing omega's hold on him and put it on the floor. Carding his fingers through soft pink locks, he listened to quiet purring, biting his lips in what felt like euphoria. The sweet scent of honey and peaches was filling his lungs, and he fell back on the couch, making Yuuji slump on him. His other hand found the hem of omega's cute little skirt that fell around his plush thighs, and he played with it, feeling the heat of the teen's body. They sat there in silence, with Yuuji nuzzling his throat and shoulder from time to time, and Satoru pumping out his scent in soothing, gentle waves.
Alpha missed this after a week-long absence due to his trip. He bought a piece of land, just outside of Tokyo, with a big house and wonderful view. The assets of his family made the process shorter than it could have been for a regular buyer, but still, it annoyed him that he had to leave Yuuji all alone for the entire week. However, he didn't have a choice if he wanted his plan to work out. The boy had thrown an angry tantrum when Satoru broke the news to him. He cried, clawing at his shoulders and arms, refusing to let him go. Only with the promise of exchanging numbers did Yuuji calm down, and Gojo scented him for one last time before he left.
Now he finally held him in his arms again.
"How was your day, baby?"
Yuuji pulled away a little and smiled at him. His soft lips magnetized Satoru's gaze, making his cock twitch. Alpha's hands grabbed bare thighs, moving the boy to sit right on his aching crotch. Snaking under the skirt, he cupped plush flesh, feeling soft cotton of his panties. The teen, barely fifteen, giggled from tickles as the man nuzzled rosy cheeks and his small hands caressed wide chest in a gentle touch, unknowingly making Satoru's cock jump in his pants.
"It was great! I had apples and grapes in my bento today! Recess was a little boring, but Nobara let me do her hair! And then you texted that you're back!" Yuuji played with the buttons on the alpha's shirt, his dainty fingers restless as he ranted. "And! I got B+ on the math test today! Thank you for tutoring me, Gojo-sensei!"
Satoru hummed, kissing a soft cheek and inhaling the sweet scent deeper.
"Good job, baby. I knew you could do it." He mumbled into a reddened ear, feeling how Yuuji's breath stuttered. Licking the small earlobe, he made the little omega gasp and grip the front of his shirt. Chuckling at the innocent reaction, he muttered, kissing his favorite spot under the blushing ear.
"But what should you call me when we're alone, mm?"
He pulled away, smiling at how the boy blushed. Sweet scent swirled in the air, happiness bursting in it, and now there was a hint of arousal, a heavy note tickling alpha's nose. Yuuji licked his lips, his cheeks growing redder as he mumbled shyly, batting his lovely lashes.
"...alpha."
Satoru rambled in approval, the sound coming from deep within his chest, and he pumped his scent out, pleased. Yuuji's pupils dilated in response. His mouth dropped open, drool shining on plump pink lips as he panted, squirming on alpha's lap.
He cooed, cupping omega's face as his other hand traveled under the pleated skirt.
"Good boy," Satoru's thumb pressed on the soft lip, marveling at how pink and pliant omega's mouth was, hot breath hitting his skin. "Wanna make your alpha happy?"
Eager nods of pink haired teen made him purr and his fingers nudged into soft cotton of omega's panties under the skirt. Slipping them further and feeling how smooth and tender the skin of the boy's buttocks was underneath his panties, Satoru pulled him closer as his cock swelled in his slacks.
"Your alpha wants a kiss, baby."
Yuuji let out a soft chirp, the sound of delight and content, and his lips pressed on Satoru's eagerly. A wet tongue licked into alpha's mouth, and the man let it in, sucking on it softly. He felt a small body shudder in want, dainty hands traveling up his neck into the hair and scratching his scalp pleasantly. Sweet moans were lost in their kiss, and when Satoru felt Yuuji breathing harder, he pulled away, giving him a break. Pink lips were swollen, tender from just one kiss, and shiny with their saliva. They parted softly as the teen blushed, panting and hiding his eyes in embarrassment. Alpha crooned, pecking an open mouth and fondling plump buttocks.
It was amusing how Yuuji still had his innocence despite how lewd he became in a span of a few months.
Hell, even his messages during the week were so lewd. In the beginning, it was just cute texts of "Good morning, Gojo-sensei!" and "Have a good day, Satoru-san!" with a bunch of pink hearts. Satoru made sure to reply to every single one of those, cooing at his phone and engaging with the boy. But after a couple of days of his absence, Yuuji started to text about how he missed him. His usual cheerful messages were now somehow somber.
Until one day he sent Satoru a picture.
It was his selfie in the mirror, wearing his pink pajamas. His adorable chubby thighs were on display as his shorts rode up high. A crop top with white bunnies opened his soft belly, and Satoru salivated in his car. He was about to drive to a long meeting with his lawyers, but Yuuji's picture and "I miss you! Have a good day, Gojo-sensei!" made his dick hard instantly. He zoomed in on the plump camel toe, jerking off in the car when Yuuji sent another one, this time of his face, blushing and so unbelievably cute.
Satoru spilled into his fist with thoughts of that soft pink mouth on his cock.
He dared to send a picture of his stained hand and throbbing cock, waiting for the reaction with bated breath and not caring that he was running late. What he got in response was a blushing emoji and a modest "I'm glad sensei feels good because of me!" and that alone sent alpha into a horny haze again. Before he left, he instructed Yuuji on how to use an encrypted texting app that would only open with his face recognition so no one could "harm" them. Omega listened eagerly, and it seemed like the distance between them made the teen a little bolder. Maybe he was becoming desperate, suffering from separation anxiety, and it pushed him to send even more lewd images throughout the week. Gojo now had an entire folder on his phone of Yuuji's pictures. A topless selfie of him, showing off his perky little tits and cute inverted nipples that were begging for Satoru's mouth on them. His new cotton panties that he put on for alpha and snapped a picture of his pert little ass in the mirror. His smiling face with blush high on his cheeks and slightly parted wet lips with a shy note, "Thinking of you, sensei...", signifying that he was touching himself.
The boy wasn't usually like this. He was eager but still shy and timid. And Satoru felt smug for catching himself such a cutie who craved him this much.
Alpha never really looked for an omega to mate with in the first place. Straying away from his family's business in his early twenties, Gojo Satoru built a career in psychology. After graduating and working in Tokyo for a few years, he grew tired of insecure alphas crying about their cheating mates, bitching omegas who would spend the entire session trying to seduce him, and miserable betas seeking attention and approval in their lives. Eventually his family pulled him back into the world of arrogance and money, and he let it happen, tired of pursuing anything else. But the life of posh parties and traditional values, along with the passing of his parents, made it hard for him to stay. So he left Tokyo with a significant inheritance that would allow him not to work a single day in his life.
He settled in Sendai, falling in love with the city. It was big, but not as big as Tokyo, and noisy, but it wasn't bothering Satoru. He liked it here: a city between mountains and ocean, without too much of a hustle to reach from one side to another. Walking through the streets in the evening, he watched people go about their business and missed the days when he was busy like that. So he decided to work as a psychologist again. He had planned to open his own practice with the money he inherited but then saw an advertisement about the high school in his neighborhood needing a counselor. Applying and going through the interview landed him a position, and soon he was working with teenagers. It was fascinating, the way young minds worked, and he was never bored with any of the students.
Working with kids made him unexpectedly happy. It stayed like that for years, but while he enjoyed his solitude, his alphan need to find himself a mate started to buzz under the skin. In his early forties he was still alone, though as handsome and charming as he was in his twenties, and omegas were rolling over to present for him. He had fleeting relationships in Sendai, here and there, resulting in nothing but good sex. However, with years, he wanted more, craving a pack.
A family.
Things changed when one day, a pretty little omega was transferred to the school Gojo worked at.
Itadori Yuuji was a new student who changed schools in the middle of the semester, and immediately, he was bullied. Satoru suspected that he was bullied in his previous school as well. Mainly, for his looks.
He was beautiful, inside and out, with wide honey-gold eyes and soft features. But scars marred his cherubic face, making it "unsightly." They were from his early childhood, a result of his cousin playing rough with him. One slashed his eyebrow, and the other was in the corner of his lips. Apparently those scars were something that omegas of his age, hell, even some adults, were picking on him about. In school, his shy but kind demeanor only made his bullies angrier, and he was mocked and labeled as "unwanted."
Wasuke Itadori, Yuuji's granddad and his sole guardian, seemed tired of coming to the previous school to pick up his grandson over and over after yet another episode of bullying and decided to change schools. But that didn't help. After a couple of weeks in the new school, the already timid kid got even quieter. He was advised to attend the school therapeutic counselor.
Gojo Satoru himself.
The moment alpha saw the boy, his throat parched and the gums of his canines ached. Soft pink hair and big golden eyes attracted alpha's attention immediately. And when Satoru smelled ripe peaches with honeydew in the air, he knew instantly.
He had to have this omega.
Make a pretty little wife out of him.
His inner alpha rolled in delight and perked its head whenever Yuuji's big, pretty eyes flicked to him shyly. His scars did no harm to his beauty. If anything, they made little omega's appearance especially striking. While his granddad expressed how his grandson was turning even more insecure, Yuuji was blushing every time Satoru met his eyes mid-conversation with the old man. The teen was clearly flustered by the alpha in one room with him, probably the first mature alpha in his life, as far as Satoru could guess. As he assured the old man that he'd work with Yuuji and bring the boy back to his cheerful self, he quickly realized that the granddad must have been a beta for him not to notice how Satoru was pumping out his pheromones, already trying to lure omega in.
He hit a jackpot, to say the least.
Their sessions started with his granddad being present as a guardian of the minor. With time, Satoru noticed how Wasuke Itadori was quite harsh with his words and even stricter with his attitude. Every now and then, he would comment on Yuuji's posture and how he held himself. Sometimes he would correct the way Yuuji answered Gojo's questions and grumble about how the boy won't amount to anything with how timid he was. It visibly made Yuuji sad, and he would bite his lips on the verge of tears. At first Gojo was perplexed at how a caring granddad turned out to be such a prick towards his own grandson. But later he learned that the old man favored Yuuji's cousin, Sukuna, the alpha boy who was also in his custody due to his parents' death. Satoru concluded that Wasuke Itadori was a typical man in an alpha-dominated society, wishing the best for his alpha grandson and neglecting his omega grandson.
So Satoru, with protectiveness flaring in his chest, smiled through his teeth and recorded every single one of their sessions, collecting evidence of the child abuse and negligence. His charm and easygoing demeanor seemed to mislead the old man, and eventually, he stopped coming to the sessions, completely signing himself out of Yuuji's well-being and safety. And while it was something to frown upon and was absolutely irresponsible, alpha couldn't help but feel relief.
To his delight, it made Yuuji more open.
Satoru wasn't making any move while the old man was around. All few weeks that Yuuji had been attending the sessions with his granddad, alpha had been subtly letting his scent out, and that was all that he could allow himself.
But it still worked.
Yuuji was hesitant in the beginning, barely lifting his head and keeping his gaze low. After some time, with Satoru's soft encouragement, he started to look him in the eye more, mumbling his answers quietly. His cheeks were always flushed in a pretty pink hue that spread all the way to his ears and neck whenever alpha smiled at him. Gojo watched him carefully, taking notice of how omega clearly expressed himself in a more feminine way. His backpack was pastel pink, his phone case was all in flowers, and he had Sailor Moon stickers on it. His school uniform was a standard short-sleeve shirt, and instead of summer shorts or pants, he wore skirts.
God, those skirts.
Simple pleated skirts that were not too short, ending at the mid-thigh. They were modest, the kind that every school had, but the flirty way the hem was flapping around whenever Yuuji walked was sending a hot flush across Satoru's body. He would walk through school corridors, and while there were other male omegas who preferred skirt uniforms, his eyes searched for Yuuji alone. The shy teen only talked to his two friends in the new school, Fushiguro Megumi and Nobara Kugisaki, as alpha learned during their sessions, and whenever he was passing by, omega would bow respectfully, locking his big honey eyes with the ice blue of alpha's. His student didn't know that the man would hurry into his office, lock himself up and jerk off to the image of pretty teen in a school uniform. Those skirts were a sinful distraction in themselves, but paired with knee-high white socks that Yuuji often wore...
Alpha never thought he could be that turned on.
His cock would twitch every time he got a whiff of omega's mouthwatering scent and he was pushing away all his thoughts about how nicely little hands would wrap around his shaft while working through the boy's insecurities.
And when finally, finally, they were all alone in his office, Yuuji bloomed under alpha's undivided attention.
His responses become longer and more cheerful. He even giggled at alpha's jokes, making Satoru gawk at the pretty sight. His scent burst in small but bright splashes of joy, and that sour, ashy undertone that was always underlying in his odor was gone in a few sessions.
That's when Satoru made his first move.
One day he sat next to Yuuji on the couch, explaining that his back hurt from sitting all day in the chair. Omega blushed so much in that session while stammering through his words that Satoru wanted to squeeze him in a sudden rush of cuteness aggression. With his new place, he now could see Yuuji's bare thighs: the hem of his skirt rode up when he sat, and rosy skin looked soft and plump. He almost lost his mind when, on an unusually chilly week in July, Yuuji came to his session in thigh-high socks. The hem of them dug into the meat of his thigh and the amount of restrain it took Satoru not to mount the boy right then and there was unbelievable. His cock was throbbing in his slacks that day, making his throat dry while Yuuji fiddled with his hands cutely, unaware of the battles he was putting the man through.
But with every passing session, he was warming up more and more under alpha's undivided attention.
When Satoru complimented how cute Yuuji looked, omega's scent always flared in pleased waves. His long, thick lashes fluttered, and he was blushing so much that sometimes alpha worried if he was about to combust. After some time, Gojo let his hands wander, emanating his pheromones. At first he would just take a small hand and interlace their fingers, marveling at their size difference. He would kiss a soft palm, nuzzling scent glands on a thin wrist and mumbling compliments about how sweet Yuuji smelled. That would always bring omega to giggles, and he once shyly admitted how he liked Satoru's fresh pine. That alone sent a tremor through the man's body, and he asked if Yuuji wanted to smell him properly. To his satisfaction, the teen nodded eagerly, and Satoru offered him his wrist, watching hungrily how thin nostrils flared, taking in his alphan musk. Pupils in honey eyes dilated, and Yuuji spent the rest of the session rubbing his nose on pale skin while Satoru was fighting demons inside his head, trying not to come in his pants like a teenager.
Since then his touches became bolder.
His long fingers played with the hem of Yuuji's skirt while the teen struggled to concentrate, getting scent drunk as Satoru let out his pheromones. The smooth skin of his thighs was warm when his fingers "accidentally" slipped under the skirt, and soon the subtle caress of his thighs and knees turned into eager groping. When Yuuji mewled in embarrassment and Satoru could feel his scent growing muskier with arousal, he led his small hand to his crotch, letting omega palm him through his trousers.
"Gojo-sensei! This is—I don't know if I should—"
"Aww, don't be shy, Yuuji... Don't you like me?"
Teen blushed sweetly, and his scent swirled in eagerness.
"...Yes... I—Um, I really like you, Gojo-sensei..."
"So cute... I like you too. And people who like each other can touch each other, don't you agree?" Satoru muttered, nuzzling his neck and feeling how shy fingers explored the bulge in his pants.
"I guess so..."
"You don't like it when sensei touches you? That breaks my heart, Yuuji. Should I stop?"
"N-no! Please, I'm just—I'm not really pretty... And Gojo-sensei is so handsome..." Yuuji sighed, looking him in the eye with furrowed brows. "I don't know if it's okay for me to... to like you..."
"Don't you ever doubt yourself, Yuuji. You are so, so beautiful..." Tucking his hair behind his blushing ear, alpha kissed his scars, taking the boy's breath away. "Pretty little omega, I was searching for someone like you for years."
"R-really?"
"Mhm... See how our scents smell so good together? That means we are compatible, Yuuji. You can be my wife."
"W-wife?" Honey eyes grew wide, and pink lips parted in awe.
"Yes, Yuuji. My cute little wife, my precious mate. And I'll take care of you and protect you. I'll make you happy." He pinched his soft cheek and then sighed solemnly. "But there are some people who won't approve of this."
"Why? Is it wrong that you want to make me happy?"
"It's not wrong, Yuuji. They are just jealous." He pecked his sweet mouth and whispered mischievously. "So we need to keep this secret for now, okay? Can you promise me that?"
"Pinky promise! I can do that! I want to be happy, Gojo-sensei!"
"I want you to be happy too. You can call me alpha when we are alone."
"Oh, okay... Alpha..."
"That's right, baby... Gosh, how are you so cute?" He licked his lips, snaking his hand under the skirt and watching teen blush when his fingers rubbed his cute chubby cunt through his panties. He put his other hand on top of Yuuji's on his crotch and squeezed, half moaning. "Let me make you feel good, baby. And then I'll show you how to make your alpha happy, mm?"
Since then, it only escalated.
Sessions were completely abandoned as Satoru showered the teen in attention and love. His lustful desires were spilling out now that he had his hands on omega. Yuuji was so malleable and soft, seeking his approval. Satoru took his first kiss, enjoying the way clumsy movements were changing into experimental flicks of soft tongue as omega asked for more kisses. Yuuji was eager to learn, and soon his small hands wrapped around his cock for the very first time. The thick shaft looked monstrous in dainty hands, and alpha almost busted a nut at the sight. He showed Yuuji how to please him, leading his hands and turning omega into a cock slut. When the boy got a taste of his cock, he became needy, shyly asking Satoru if he could "suck a little" every time he came to their sessions. He would do anything to please the man, and alpha was burning with want. He got his first taste of Yuuji too, making him lay on the couch as he kneeled to eat him out. Chubby virgin pussy tasted like sin, making Satoru lose his mind. He spent hours licking and sucking, mumbling praises into sopping wet flesh as Yuuji muffled his moans and whimpers with his jacket. He stained every inch of alpha office with his slick as Satoru became insatiable, too, fingering him every chance he got and putting his mouth on his tight little cunt.
Though he never fucked him, not wanting to rush things and scare his little omega. But the week long absence made him pent up like he never felt before, and he made up his mind on the way to work that he would take Yuuji's first time today.
Soft licks of a timid tongue pulled him out of his thoughts, and he kissed the eager teen back. Yuuji's tenderness was only feeding his animalistic possessiveness, making him groan and grope plush ass cheeks under that damn skirt. Omega's soft gasps in their kiss made him croon, and he pulled away, nuzzling into a sweet-smelling neck. His lips found a quick pulse, and he licked broadly where the unmarked scent gland was emanating a mouthwatering odor. Yuuji mewled in his hold, and Satoru kissed his warm skin.
"Could you undress for me, baby?" He pulled away, cupping a pretty face. "Your alpha missed you so much... I want to touch you..."
Yuuji's mouth dropped open in awe, and his eyes sparkled. He nodded with a shy smile, and small hands started to unbutton his uniform shirt, opening his chest. Satoru groaned, feeling his cock leaking in his pants.
Yuuji wore a bra.
Like all omegas his age, his breasts were plump and a little swollen due to his puberty. He barely hit an A cup size, yet his breasts were plush and soft. Growing mammary glands made his chest extremely sensitive, and when Yuuji let his shirt fall off his shoulders, alpha cupped his breasts. Cotton of his simple, baby blue bra was thin, letting him rub on puffy nipples underneath it.
"So adorable... C'mon, let's free your cute little tits, mm?"
Yuuji's face was pink as he nodded while Satoru unclasped his bra. His cute, perky breasts jiggled, rosy with blush already. Alpha's eyes immediately dropped to inverted nipples. Rubbing and pulling on warm flesh, he began to tease them out, listening to the teen's moans.
"Mmm... Alpha, I'm—"
Satoru cooed and leaned to take a soft areola into his mouth. The warmth of Yuuji's body, his small hands burying in his hair to bring him closer to tiny tits, and his scent coiling in arousal were making the older man dizzy with want. He sucked on puffy flesh, kissing and mouthing around a reddened nipple that was slowly rising. Keeping the boy close, he wrapped one arm around slim waist and let his other hand wander under the skirt. His long fingers skimmed along the hem of soft panties and while he was busy sucking on the boy's cute little breasts, his hand reach between quivering thighs.
It was damp.
Yuuji gasped and squeezed his legs when Satoru stroked the plush outline of his cunt. He could feel warm flesh throbbing through the thin cotton, and his cock twitched in his pants violently. Pulling off the omega's chest with a lewd pop, he crooned at perking nipples that he managed to tease out. Yuuji's blush was red, lips parted in arousal, and his small body started to grind into alpha's hand that he didn't pull away mercifully.
"Aww, sweetheart, you're so pretty," He rubbed his back, stroking soft skin all the way down to the waistbandof his skirt. Yuuji looked at him with misty eyes, drunk on their scents, and Satoru pecked his wet lips, following with gentle kisses on his scars. "You drove me crazy with every picture you sent."
Omega pouted, and alpha felt his fingers playing with the collar of his dress shirt, a little unsure. "I just—I missed you..."
"I know, baby, I know," Satoru kissed the boy again, feeling slow rolls of his hips and the wetness spreading on his panties. He muttered into his panting mouth, "Do you want your alpha to take care of you?"
Yuuji nodded, whimpering and kissing his jaw. "Yes! Please... I'm so—" He gulped and, with a blush spreading all the way down to his chest, mumbled, looking Satoru in the eyes. "...I'm w-wet for you, alpha..."
Satoru's throat parched in an instant, and he kissed the needy mouth, swallowing omega's mewls. His hands found a zip on Yuuji's skirt, and he opened it, pulling away. Swiftly tugging the piece of clothing off, he pulled the soaked-through panties off as well, and bunching it up in his hand, he sniffed it. Rich musk of omega's arousal made him moan like a complete degenerate, and Yuuji squeaked in embarrassment, naked on his lap except for his knee-high white socks.
"...that's dirty—"
Satoru pulled those panties away from his face, tucking them into his pocket like a stolen treasure, and kissed Yuuji.
"Nothing is dirty about your body, sweetheart."
With another kiss, he turned omega on his lap, back to chest, and rubbed soothing circles on the sun-kissed skin of his thighs.
"I know that you were touching yourself while I was away, baby," he nuzzled into pink hair, and made Yuuji open his legs, exposing his crotch.
Alpha's view was glorious: bare mound was still chubby with baby fat and the boy's pussy glistened with sheen layer of slick gathered at the entrance and smeared on plump lips. His clit was hidden between pillows of his outer labia, but Satoru knew it would come out, just like his nipples, after some teasing. He adjusted his hold on Yuuji, keeping his thighs open, and saw how his toes curled in embarrassment as he covered his private parts.
"Show me how you did it, doll."
Yuuji turned to him with red cheeks. "...Are you going to watch?" He bit his lips in hesitation but then furrowed his brows, making Satoru's heart melt. "B-but I—I wanted you to touch me..."
Satoru moaned, kissing his forehead and gripping his legs tighter. His cock jumped in his pants at omega's shy words.
"Oh, I will, baby. I promise I will," he half groaned, feeling the gums of his canines hurt from the want to knot him. "I'll give you all of it today, love, if you'll show me what you do when you think of me."
Omega squirmed in his lap but then smiled timidly. "...okay."
With bated breath, Satoru watched small hands uncover the plush pussy that he missed so much. Deft fingers touched bare skin almost shyly, sliding on slippery slick back and forth. His other hand sneaked to his nipples and tugged on them softly, making omega moan and shiver in the man's hold. Drool pooled in alpha's mouth as he watched those fingers play with the outer lips, rubbing on them and spreading more slick around. Whenever they brushed against the neglected clit, Yuuji froze up for a second and then continued avoiding it. Satoru hummed, feeling his balls ache.
"Touch your little clit, baby, don't be afraid." He licked his lips, feeling a tooth-rottingly sweet odor rolling off of omega.
Yuuji whimpered, fingers still circling aimlessly on his puffy cunt. "I'm not afraid—Just too much..."
Arousal tightened like a coil in alpha's gut. Little one must have rubbed himself into overstimulation if he was so unsure about touching his clit like Satoru taught him before.
"Mmm, but that's where you feel the best, remember?" Satoru recalled flashes of his first touches on bare pussy going through his mind. Oh, how sweet Yuuji was, confused and excited about his little cunt feeling good. "Get your fingers wet, doll. It'll be better."
Obedient, Yuuji dipped his fingers further down to his pulsing and slickening hole. Satoru couldn't see it from the top, but the moist squelch of fingers pushing in and out, gathering slick, was unmistakable. Yuuji moaned breathlessly, and when his fingers came up, they were glistening with translucent fluids, making alpha buzz with excitement.
"Good job, sweetheart," he hummed, kissing his warm cheek. "Now spread it all over your pretty pussy."
The teen nodded, and his fingers smeared the slick around. They touched his clit timidly, and his small body squirmed in a sharp sting of pleasure. Alpha hurried to encourage.
"That's it, baby. You're doing great."
Yuuji mewled, continuing his and Satoru's torture by running his fingers through his soaked folds. It was obvious that there was no purpose in his movements, and alpha smiled at his clumsy attempts to make himself come. He spoiled his little omega so much, making him come again and again on every session ever since he started to touch him. Yuuji was pliant under his hands and mouth, always so ready to take whatever Satoru gave him. It must have been really frustrating for him to take care of himself without the man around.
A soft cry snapped him out of his thoughts, and he cooed, nuzzling his cheek. Yuuji's fingers kept rubbing on plush lips, now focusing on the sensitive clit that finally peeked between chubby labia.
"Oh, Yuuji, don't cry."
"B-but I—" the teen sniffled, and Satoru saw tears falling on his cheeks. "I can't come! It—It hurts!"
Alpha crooned, letting go of one of his legs and stopping him. He brought wet fingers to his mouth, licking off the slick with a hungry growl. The omega's nectar hit his taste buds, sending shivers across his skin, and he longed for more. But he needed to make him come first.
"Shh, don't be upset. We can fix it, yeah?" He kissed every fingertip, and Yuuji nuzzled back at him, seeking comfort. "Could you hold your legs open for me, sweetheart?"
With shy nods and quiet sniffles, the teen grabbed under his knees and looked up at Satoru with tears still welling in his eyes. "Is this okay?"
"It's perfect, baby."
Snaking his hand on jiggly little breasts, he fondled them, salivating at the size difference and cupping them both. Yuuji's breath hitched as he played with his swollen nipples while his other hand traveled lower, caressing his soft belly. Cute giggles made Satoru smile, and his fingers finally reached the drenched pussy. His eyes rolled to the back of his skull as he ran them through moist folds.
God, he missed this.
"Mmm, f-feels s-so good when you do it..." Yuuji whispered, nearly sending Satoru into an early orgasm that he was pushing away with all the restraint he had.
"Of course, baby... Want me to put them inside?"
Little omega nodded, and his hips bucked into alpha's hand eagerly. Chuckling and pressing his nose into soft hair, he sank his finger into a needy hole. It took him easily, gripping instantly. Hot, welcoming walls clenched on his digit, making him moan, and Yuuji let out a quiet mewl.
"M-more... Please?"
Grunting in affirmation, Satoru pushed another one, feeling how pliant pussy was stretching around him. Slick was dripping past the entrance and onto his hand as he started to move slowly. Yuuji's breath turned ragged as alpha thrust his fingers in a languid pace, keeping himself under control and listening to squelching sounds. It was a miracle he hadn't come yet, his tight slacks and belt strangling his cock as he watched his own long, pale fingers come up covered in slick and then disappear inside with the heel of his palm pressing on omega's swollen clit gently. Yuuji moaned, his thighs trembled with every push and pull, and Satoru cooed at his efforts to stay still.
"Mhm... Good job, baby, just be quiet... You're doing so well..."
His soft cheek was hot under the press of alpha's lips as he licked off a tear of pleasure. The small body squirmed in his lap, and ragged breathing was filling the room. Soft squelching sounds rang in the air, intertwined with quiet mewling.
"A-alpha! Mmm... More? Pl—Pwease? Please?"
He added one more, stretching the boy further. Slick cunt was taking his fingers well, swallowing them till the last knuckle, and he curled them, making Yuuji whimper and sob.
"You're so cute..."
Another needy clench of sopping wet pussy sent shivers down his spine. Satoru nuzzled a soft cheek, kissing sweetly and pulling out his fingers. Slick glistened on long digits, and he rubbed them on an engorged clit softly. Yuuji whined and shook on his lap.
"Oh—Alpha, I think I—I'm gonna—"
"That's what I want, doll." He nuzzled his soft cheek, inhaling the sweet odor deeper. He groaned into the reddened ear, feeling the hair on his nape stand from the arousing sight.
"Come."
With that, he pulled his fingers a few inches away only to lightly spank the wet pussy. They made a squelching noise at the contact, and Yuuji shuddered, mewling. He heaved, orgasming instantly, and Satoru cupped his needy cunt, feeling it throb. Pulling the boy up and to the side, he kissed his soft mouth, swallowing all whimpers that Yuuji let out as his fingers pushed back in, feeling every quiver of his insides.
"Look at you... Beautiful... Look at your pussy..."
Yuuji gripped his shirt for dear life, streaks of tears drying on his red cheeks and his eyes unfocused with pleasure. He breathed harder when alpha, cooing and peppering kisses all over his face, continued to torture his poor pussy. Satoru barely contained his predatory grin as he fucked plush cunt, wanting to see the boy shake and beg. It was so wet his fingers kept slipping on hot skin, smearing slick all over the blushing mound, and he patted his throbbing clit gently, making Yuuji gasp and squirm. He whined, watching how his pussy was spanked lightly, and drool escaped his parted lips, driving alpha insane.
"You can take it, baby... I know you can... Keep your legs open for me, could you do that?"
With a wolfish smile, he felt a sweet scent spiking, and his own swirled in dark want. Eager nods of omega and how he opened his legs wider readily shoot straight into his balls. Chubby cunt was oozing slick like a broken faucet; it was webbing on his fingers, squelching when he slipped them back into the tight little hole. Scissoring them and stretching the needy orifice, he listened to cute moans and whines as Yuuji shivered on his lap, nuzzling into him. He was trying to be quiet, timid, and shy, yet swirling and bucking his hips into the hand that brought him so much pleasure. His dainty hands were gripping Satoru's shirt for dear life as he let alpha play with his soft body.
Such a pliant, gullible thing. Naive and so, so incredibly sweet.
His cunt squeezed Satoru's fingers every time he was about to pull them out. Filthy sounds of him fucking the teen omega on his lap, pussy leaking slick like he was in heat already, and his body shaking—everything was like a sensory overload for the alpha and his cock was throbbing in his slacks.
But as much as he wanted to relieve himself, he loved to watch young omega lose his mind.
When his fingers slipped out and spanked the throbbing clit gently, Yuuji stifled his cry in Satoru's chest. Hot slick poured out of his exhausted cunt, and with a groan, alpha rubbed the needy thing, making it squirt more. Yuuji mewled and whimpered, his body gleaming with sweat that broke out on his blushing skin, and his voice was hoarse when he mumbled hurriedly.
"Sh-so good—'s good, oh, oh! Mm! A-alpha? Alpha, pw-pwease? Oh—"
Satoru met honey eyes full of tears. Thick lashes were bunched up with wetness, and dark pupils were wide. Yuuji's sweet scent was thick with want, and he cooed, cupping the quivering pussy and calming it down.
"Oh, baby, you did so well. What do you want, mm?"
Yuuji gasped when alpha's other hand that was wrapped around his back reached to fondle his chest. He licked his lips and reached to kiss him on the cheek sweetly. His cute hiccup almost gave the man a heart attack as he mumbled, shy but burning with want.
"Give m-me your c-cock, please?" He wiggled out of his hold and alpha let him straddle him, hands immediately going for soft ass cheeks, groping them. Not meeting any resistance, Yuuji exhaled shakily and, hiding his eyes, palmed alpha's bulging crotch, making Satoru moan.
"Easy, baby... I might come like this—"
Yuuji stopped and shook his head, finally looking at him. "No!" He bit his lips, and Satoru didn't know that it was possible for his cheeks to grow even redder when he muttered. "I want you to—To come inside... I-inside me..."
If anyone could die from cuteness overload, that would be Gojo Satoru, right on the couch in his office.
"Where did you learn this, mm?" He teased, barely holding back his snarls as he unbuckled his pants. While he tugged them down to his ankles with his underwear, Yuuji mumbled shyly.
"I—" He gulped when his eyes fell on Satoru's cock that stood between them proudly. "I watched something..." His eyes flicked at alpha and then widened in worry. "Please don't be mad!"
Satoru brought him closer, nosing into his sweaty neck and licking his racing pulse point.
"Did you watch porn, sweetheart?" He chuckled at his shy nod and cooed. "There's nothing wrong with that." He moaned when the tip of his cock rubbed on omega's soft belly, right where it would be if it was inside. "Then you know that you little cunt should take me, right?"
His canines dropped, scraping soft skin, and he suppressed the urge to bite him. He'll do it in his bed, with Yuuji's scent sinking into every corner of his house, and not in his small office.
He'll claim the boy when it's time.
His cock was painfully hard and wet with precum. Soft fingers circled it, and Yuuji kissed him sweetly, pulling away only to hover above the flushed, thick tip. His shame seemed to melt away as he rubbed his cunt on alpha's cock, smearing his juices and moaning.
"Ye-yes... I want—" Omega moaned, looking at him with those big honey eyes. "Please?"
Satoru saw him struggle to focus and grabbed his swirling hips. His own thoughts were getting tangled as he struggled to keep himself under control.
"I got you, baby." He kissed his panting mouth and whispered into soft lips. "Take a deep breath for me."
Yuuji obeyed, and with a slow push, alpha entered the pliant cunt. Needy hole swallowed thick tip in one go, stretching further over fat shaft. The wet heat of omega's slick pussy was unbearable, melting his brains. Grunting, he brought Yuuji closer, making the boy muffle his moans in his shoulder. They wouldn't want anyone to hear what they were doing. With shaking hands, he kept rubbing soothing circles on slim hips, slowly pushing into the soft body. When sopping wet folds pressed on his pubic bone, smearing slick on his pubes, Satoru let out a strangled moan, breathing hard. Yuuji trembled, clawing at his shoulders and whimpering softly. He gulped the air like he was drowning, and Satoru hurried to soothe him, pumping his scent out.
Honey and peaches coiled with his odor, and Yuuji rocked slowly, making sparks fill alpha's vision.
"Wait, baby, hold on—"
"It doesn't h-hurt, alpha—Oh," he whispered into his neck and snuggled closer, hugging him. His soft, pliant body slumped on Satoru's chest, and Yuuji wiggled his butt, moaning into his ear. "I want to f-feel you—Mm..."
"Okay, mmm... Okay," Satoru nuzzled, sweating and barely keeping his orgasm at bay. He grabbed soft ass cheeks and murmured into a red ear, feeling the boy gasp. "Hold on tight and be quiet, baby."
With that, he pushed Yuuji onto his cock tighter, pressing deeper for a moment, and then he lifted him up completely off his shaft. Slick webbed on his pubes, splashing on the impact when he dropped Yuuji back on. Breath was knocked out of the small body, and omega muffled his moan in his shoulder. His dull teenage fangs bit into Satoru, not piercing his skin but it still sent shivers down alpha's spine. He continued to lift the boy and drop him, bucking his hips to fuck into him deeper. The sounds of their sex were intertwining with omega's noises. Yuuji was sobbing and mewling, his tears wetting his shirt as his arms were wrapped around his shoulders tightly. He moaned and slurred into his neck, babbling and out of his mind with pleasure.
"A-alpha! Mmm, I'm—Yours… Alpha, my—Oh, my p-pussy is y-yours… Please—Please, don't—Don't go—Mmm, don't lea-leave meee... Nggghhh..."
Satoru kissed sweaty skin wherever his lips could reach, mumbling his promises and feeling how pleasure was making his mind foggy.
"I won't, baby—Oh, god, you're tight—I won't leave you—Never, Yuuji, sweetheart—"
Their hurried whispers were drowning in the wet squelches of their sex as they both were losing their minds.
With want burning under his skin, alpha snapped his hips, bringing small omega to meet his thrusts. Scorching heat enveloped him like home, squeezing and not letting go. The grip of the needy cunt left him breathless, and he could feel how orgasm was hovering over his head. He started to rock Yuuji harder, with wet slaps of their skin, fucking the greedy hole with vigor. Tight walls quivered, pulsing, and Satoru felt omega squirting, splashing his juices everywhere.
"Oh, f-fuck—Good job, baby…" He felt his eyelids growing heavy with pleasure and his tongue thick in his mouth, but he praised the boy anyway, feeling the trembles of the small body against his chest. "You're doing great, Yuuji… Mmm…"
"Alp—Alpha! Oh! It's s-so deep! So d-deep—Mmm! I'm com-coming! Uhh!"
"That's okay, doll, oh—Mmm, you're doing so well"
Yuuji whimpered, small and soft, nodding, while his body rocked on alpha's girth with loud plaps of his ass cheeks slapping on Satoru's thighs. Alpha's knot was swelling rapidly, pushing in and pulling out with growing resistance. Loud squelching sounds of the sopping wet pussy were echoing in the room along with muffled, whiny shrieks at especially deep thrusts. Yuuji squirted again when Satoru shoved his knot in one last time and orgasm knocked the air out of him.
He was coming. And he was coming hard.
Gripping omega's hips, Satoru snarled, grinding deeper and feeling how his knot swelled to its full mast and locked them together. When his cock throbbed, letting out thick cum and painting the clenching walls in white, Yuuji shuddered, whimpering. His body sagged, out of energy, and soon a soft purr filled the room. Sweet scent swirled in happiness, and sounds of a sated omega made the alpha smile. He was panting, catching his breath, and nuzzling into pink locks. Still feeling sparks of orgasm igniting fire under his skin, he caressed Yuuji's sweaty back, relaxing tense muscles.
When he spoke, his voice sounded like he ate sand.
"How are you feeling, baby?"
The silence made him worried, and he gently pulled the boy away from his shoulder. Omega was sweaty, smelling ripe and sated, like a peachy pie with a honey drizzle, and when Satoru took a look at his face, he realized that Yuuji had passed out.
That alone sent a zap of arousal right into his already aching balls.
He supported the tired boy, wiping away his tears and kissing his soft cheeks. Yuuji's breath was steady as he lay on Satoru's shoulder, and alpha cooed at his cute omega. He would need to clean them both, but for now, he wanted to stay like this. Breathing in the teen's addicting odor, he scented him, rubbing his wrists on his neck and shoulders, leaving his mark for every alpha to feel.
His eyes fell on Yuuji's bra, discarded on the couch with his shirt. A simple cotton, baby blue, but Satoru knew that it was no coincidence. He remembered telling Yuuji that his favorite color was blue before he met Yuuji and how he now loved the pink of his hair. That day omega blushed so much and was so cute hiding his eyes, but it seemed that he memorized it, deciding to please the older man.
Yuuji was so precious, and Satoru was going to make him his.
The house he bought on his trip was ready to accommodate an omega, with a nest room and everything, and alpha was preparing a lawsuit against Wasuke Itadori for child abuse and negligence.
He was ready to do everything for Yuuji to stay with him.
Was it wrong? Yes.
Did he care? No.
A soft murmur pulled him out of his thoughts, and he cooed at waking omega, brushing his fingers through his hair.
"How are you feeling, baby?"
Honey-gold eyes opened slowly, blinking and focusing. When Yuuji saw him, a smile pulled on cherry lips, making his scar go up.
"...good," he cleared his throat, a little embarrassed with how parched he sounded. "I feel good, alpha."
Unable to resist him, Satoru kissed plush lips, feeling small fingers touch his neck and tug him closer. His knot was still lodged inside, and Yuuji moaned when they shifted as his pussy clenched and tugged on alpha's cock.
"You took me so well, baby," he mused, nuzzling the boy, and Yuuji giggled from tickles. "I missed you, little one."
Omega pecked his lips, shy, but his scent soared in happiness. "I missed you too, alpha."
His timid hand found his, and he interlaced their fingers, purring and nuzzling into him. His quiet sighs of satisfaction were making Satoru's inner alpha purr, and he let out sated rumbles, kissing soft cheeks and making Yuuji giggle from tickles.
Satoru wrapped his arm tighter around the smaller body, keeping Yuuji close. His little heart drummed through his ribcage in happiness, and alpha nuzzled his hair, leaving more of his scent on the boy.
"You'll be mine soon," he whispered against the curve of omega's ear. "We'll live in a big house, just you and me."
Yuuji's breath hitched, and he shifted to look him in the eye. "R-really?"
Alpha smiled at his wide eyes and tucked an unruly lock behind his ear. "Mhm," he exhaled and bit his lip in a fake worry. "Don't you want to?"
A small hand squeezed his palm, and Yuuji shook his head with panic flashing in his honey-gold eyes.
"I—I want to! More than anything!"
"Aww, you're so cute, baby." He kissed wet lips, rubbing his nose on Yuuji's. "I really, really want us to be together, doll." He rubbed soothing circles on his back and whispered. "Make you my omega... Give you my bite... You'll be such a perfect little wife for me... Carrying my pups and waiting for me at home..."
Yuuji bit his lip, a blush blooming on his cheeks. "But my heat hasn't come yet..."
Satoru chuckled, pressing their foreheads together. "That's okay, sweetheart. We'll wait for your heat, and I'll mark you. And nobody will ever take you away from me." He sighed, dreamy with the future he had in the making for them. "We just need to be patient, love."
Omega beamed, his eyes turning into moon crescents, but then a moment later, he mumbled with a disappointed sigh. "B-but my family... Grandpa would never—"
"Shh... Don't you worry your pretty little head, sweetheart." Satoru cupped his cheek, tilting his head to meet his gorgeous eyes. "I'll be your family."
For a second, Yuuji stared at him. His soft features became even more vulnerable when fat tears welled in his eyes and he sniffled.
"Promise?" His lips wobbled, and he burst into full-blown cries, hiccupping and stuttering through his words. "S-suku is so m-mean! I h-hate him! And jiji is—He's a m-meanie too!" He took a deep breath, looking at Satoru with wide, shining eyes, pleading. "I'm n-not pretty an-and skin-ny l-like other o-omegas—But! I l-love you! And I c-can cook and cl-clean! I—"
"Aww, baby, don't cry... Shh... I promise, Yuuji..." He wiped his tears, breaking their hand lock, and Yuuji immediately clung to his wrists as alpha cupped his face. "I love you too, doll. With all my heart."
Yuuji sniffled, nodding, and leaned into him fully, hiding his face in the crook of Satoru's neck.
The alpha exhaled, rubbing his back and cooing, and looked at the ceiling, biting his lips that stretched into a wide grin.
He will do whatever it takes.
Drag the old man through the court. Blackmail if needed. The judges, the child services—all of them had a price. He'd make sure Yuuji's custody was signed, sealed, and delivered straight into his hands.
And when it was all over, he would claim him in every way a mate could.
But for now…
For now, he kissed the crown of Yuuji's head and whispered, "Rest, baby. I've got you."