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There are a few things that Madara has been sure of in life. One of them being Tobirama is an alpha. And not just an alpha, but an alphas alpha. He commanded the presence of all. If he spoke, people listened.
Other clan heads treated his words like law, even before the village's founding they did. Because he spoke with the surety of a man who knew not only what you were thinking, but everyone else, and he’d already processed those thoughts and decided the best course of action.
Though he had no scent, rare for an alpha. It was known that the Senju had created scent blockers to allow the safety of omega’s on the battlefield. Izuna had at first, when they were teens, that Tobirama was an omega.
But it quickly became clear that the other boy was an alpha. Even at the age of sixteen Tobirama was commanding the Senju forces and Izuna’s theory, one no one agreed with anyway, was quickly disproven.
Even if the Senju allowed omegas on their battlefield there was simply no way seasoned shinobi would follow the orders of one.
Once the village started to come together people began to speculate as to why Tobirama would keep his scent to himself. It was rare for an alpha to do so.
The most common guess was that he had an overpowering alpha scent. It happened sometimes, some alphas released such strong pheromones they affected even other alphas making them almost bend to their will.
So most assumed it was done out of difference to an older brother who was the clan head, and now the Hokage of the village. After all it wouldn’t do for a younger brother to have a scent that could potentially influence his clan head.
So even now two years into the village's creation it was just a known fact that Tobirama was an alpha.
Or it was.
Until Tobirama came back from an S rank mission no one knew the details of smelling strongly of an omega. Not just an omega, a pregnant one.
The first thought for everyone was that he spent a great deal of time with one, and was likely the sire to the pup in question.
Even the Senju seemed to be under that impression.
Something he only discovered when Touka of all people was seen arguing in public with Tobirama about hiding his true designation from her of all people. It was in the middle of the market, apparently simply just Tobirama’s unlucky location that Touka found him in after getting back from a mission.
The whole market held its breath watching the verbal altercation.
Tobirama had seemed so put upon that Touka was doing this now, but did nothing to deny it. His explanation had been simple, upon his birth his father had demanded the development of drugs to hide alpha and omega scents.
Like the rest of the village, the Senju had come to the conclusion that Tobirama possessed a strong alpha scent. Something that couldn’t be risked for the line of succession.
Because any father would be proud of having an omega child. Omegas were precious and in the clan heads family something that could be used to ensure a future advantageous match.
Something further confirmed when it was announced that Butsuma’s youngest son was an omega.
So despite his young age he was treated as a surety alpha heir.
The idea of it was absurd. And everyone present wanted to deny such a thing, it was barbaric to force an omega to behave like an alpha. To ignore their every omega instinct and behave like an alpha. Alphas had a completely different set of instincts and to force that onto an omega child was unimaginable.
Touka was seething in anger at his explanation. Why wouldn’t he tell her so she could protect him? So she could help him? Why didn’t he come out when his father died.
His completely unsatisfying answer was that it was just easier.
Touka raged at it. Before visibly calming herself down and asking about the alpha that got him pregnant. She wanted to make sure it was consensual and that he was taking responsibility.
At which point he shocked everyone again by admitting that his mission parameters had changed and a honey pot was clearly the best way to get the information he needed. And the alpha in question was dead now.
This was a little less shocking as it has happened before. Omegas that do take missions like that usually take protective measures to prevent pregnancy. But Tobirama’s mission had lasted months, and he clearly hadn’t gone into the mission expecting it to take that turn. So him coming back pregnant wasn’t unheard of.
Once everyone came to accept that Tobirama was pregnant things more or less went back to normal. Him being an omega didn’t change the way people saw him. And he didn’t change the way he acted with the exception of occasionally being swayed by intense alpha pheromones. Nothing that impacted his work, but his omega instincts started to become obvious.
After years of being in such close contact over the last two years, and growing into actual friends Madara’s instincts were now screaming at him to protect Tobirama and his baby.
He couldn’t explain it. He didn’t doubt Tobirama’s ability to protect himself, but he found himself snarling at other alphas when they spiked their alpha scent while arguing with Tobirama. Something that was clearly not needed at Tobirama would shut them down and remind them he was smarter than them.
But then something extremely unexpected happened. After months of watching Tobirama’s stomach grow, watching him glow with the joys of impending motherhood, it….did something to Madara. He started to not see Tobirama as just a friend. He started to see him as an omega.
Worse than that, he started to want to fuck the other man. He hadn’t felt the desire to fuck Tobirama at any point during their friendship, and even after first fiding out Tobirama was an omega he still hadn’t felt anything but the friendship he usually felt only more protective.
Something that was clearly experienced by multiple alphas, Hashirama and his own brother as well. Tobirama reluctantly allowed them to, knowing that it wasn’t their fault, just instinct that they weren’t prepared to fight against seeing as they had no prior awareness. Which is how he found out that not even Hashirama had known the truth, having been too young to notice that kind of thing before the scent blockers were created, and his parents insisting that Tobirama was an alpha.
But then Tobirama began to really grow, his belly became more and more pronounced, and he was intrigued. No, it was more than that. He found that the more pregnant Tobirama began to look, the bigger the man become, the more he started to imagine fucking him.
And it wasn’t just him. It’s like every eligible alpha started to feel the same. Because they were suddenly all looking and they were all very obviously wanting. The word MILF started to go around.
It took a week, and a conversation with Izuna for him to find out what the word meant. Mom I’d like to fuck. Which wasn’t wrong. But Tobirama would kill them if he found out that was what people were calling him now.
Hashirama on the other hand was very aware and had broken over a dozen bones if he heard anyone use the word, or felt that an alpha was being too forward with Tobirama, or found to be touching him too much. Too much for Hashirama. Tobirama either didn’t notice or his omega instincts didn’t find them to be a threat. Usually because the touches were usually done in a soothing way or including some way to take care of him. Somehow the threat of Hashirama doesn’t even stop them.
Likely because Tobirama wasn’t rejecting them.
He was there when Hashirama finally gave him and begged Tobirama to explain why he was letting it happen.
To which Tobirama had blushed and clearly felt shame for, as he admitted that it felt nice. That he’d been suppressing his instincts for so long, finally letting them be free left him craving the care of alphas. Even if they weren’t his own.
It was at that moment that Madara decided that he was going to take care of Tobirama’s needs. He began to scent Tobirama, bring him meals, brush up against him, letting his scent brush against Tobirama. And the omega seemed to lean into it.
It left him feeling like he was Tobirama’s alpha. Which horribly made him want to fuck the man even more. Every step of his pregnancy made him want to fuck the man any more. Those words said behind Tobirama’s back had more and more truth to them. Tobirama really was a MILF.
And then came the day that Tobirama gives birth and he gets to see Tobirama holding his new pup for the first time and now he wants to do more than fuck him. He wants to court him. He wants to hold that pup and scent it. He wants that little girl to be his. And wants to fuck her mother.
He needs to be the father of that child, whats the MILF to be his to fuck and his only. He wants to see him full and pregnant again and again. With a child forever in his belly or on his tit.
Something he is 100% sure if either Tobirama or Hashirama ever caught wind out would spell his death.
Which is why he has yet to approach Tobirama. If he can’t get his perverted desires under control he knows he’ll never have a chance. He’ll slip up for sure.
And then Hashirama will turn him into fertilizer after Tobirama crushes his body in a tight fist of water.
That doesn’t mean that Madara backs off. No. Now Madara is there more than ever. When he sees Tobirama with his little girl strapped to his chest, stressed out as he tries to clean up a mess the administrative staff caused in his absence. He has to offer to help.
“Let me carry her.”
Tobirama looks up at him with adorably scrunched eyebrows. “What?” He asks dumbfounded.
“Let me help you. I’ll take over carrying her. I don’t have anything pressing, and even if something comes up I will easily be able to do so with her strapped to my chest. You however don’t need to be dealing with a fussing baby while already stressing over this mess on your desk.”
Tobirama’s eyes search his face before nodding. “That would be appreciated. Your scent will probably calm her down. She’s grown quite used to yours.”
Madara did his best not to preen. His chosen omega finds his pup safe and likely content in his presence. “Okay show me how this contraption works so I can take her.”
“Let me feed her first so she lasts a while in your care.”
Madara watches in awe and Tobirama unstraps the carrier and uncovers a surprisingly supple breast and pulls the baby to his chest.
Never before could he have imagined that he could find watching Tobirama feed his baby so hot.
Not as in he finds the bared breast hot, no he finds the sight of Tobirama being such a carrying capable mother to be hot. The word MILF flashes through his head again.
Fuck he needs this man. He has to do everything he can to suppress the scent of his attraction. That last thing Tobirama needs right now is to know how much he wants him. It might make him second guess letting Madara take care of little Kaori.
As soon as he is covered again he gets up and helps Madara into the carrier.
Madara walks around for the next three hours until Kaori starts fussing and searching for a nipple he didn’t have.
The pattern repeats for the day until eight hours later when Tobirama decides he’s done working for the day.
“Can I take you both out to dinner? Or could I talk you into letting me cook you dinner?”
“If it’s not too much of an imposition I would rather let you cook for me. I always seem to get strange looks and constant attention whenever I eat out in public.”
“It would be my honor to cook for you.”
On the walk home Madara doesn’t even try to hide his pleased scent. Something that intensifies when he notices Tobirama subconsciously leans further into his space until their arms brush with every touch.
Once at Madara’s home Tobirama just sort of makes himself comfortable in the alphas space, Madara is pleased to note.
Madara is still cooking when Tobirama comes over to interrupt him, “can you grab this storage seal on my hip and open it in the other room.” He whispers, while holding a sleeping Kaori to his chest.
Madara decides on nodding instead of responding just in case his voice startles the little girl.
He takes the scroll with him and unseals a full on crib out of it.
Which what?!
You can store furniture in a storage scroll?
He wants to ask, but also he doesn’t in case he’s just being dumb and everyone knows that. He does understand why he was asked to go to another room though, it does land a little on the harder side. And then he has to move it from the center of the room to a less obtrusive location.
When he walks back he waves a hand to Tobirama to get him to follow him, which Tobirama does without hesitation. Madara watches as Tobirama lays sweet little Kaori down in the crib and all he can think is he loves this man. And he wants them both to stay. He wants them with him forever.
Madara goes back to continue dinner so it doesn’t burn while Tobirama is still settling Kaori in.
“Thank you for setting that up for me. I should have asked when we got here but until she fell asleep I didn’t think about it. And it really is far easier to eat without her strapped to my chest,” Tobirama says with a light laugh.
He smells so strongly of content omega that Madara has no control over his mouth. “Marry me, be my mate, be the mother of my children, let me be the father to Kaori.”
And then as soon as the last word is out he turns bright right, snaps his mouth shut and turns around to continue cooking.
Maybe Tobirama didn’t hear him.
Maybe he just wasn’t listening.
Or maybe Tobirama will just pretend he didn’t hear the word vomit of a proposal come out of his mouth before he so much as asked to court the omega.
“I….. What?”
Madara hangs his head. “I said what I said. No taking it back. But I do want to follow it up with, I love you.”
“You didn’t love me before. And we’ve spent far more time together before this. Is this some alpha macho need to mate and protect thing? Because I thought better of you.” Tobirama says with a frown. But any real feelings are hidden and his scent is locked down hard.
“Of course I didn’t before. I thought we were both alphas. Actually I thought you were an alphas alpha and that’s why you kept your scent hidden. I had and still have no interest in other alphas. But I did consider you a friend and I did like you. Is it so shocking that discovering you were not only an omega, which I am attracted to, but that you smell like home, that I would pursue you? And maybe a little bit of it is an alpha protective thing, because I do want to protect you and Kaori. I want you to be my family.”
“Oh. So this has nothing to do with that MILF thing everyone is going on about? This isn’t some attempt to get into my nest?” Tobirama asks with a raised eyebrow.
Madara blushes even harder and starts to stammer, “well, that. Uh. Okay. Right. So its not the reason. But…..It’s true?” He says with a shameful shrug. “But I mean seriously. Have you seen yourself since allowing yourself to embrace your omega side? You have this softness and you look like the most amazing mother. Can I be blamed for finding that attractive? It doesn’t make anything else less true.”
Tobirama gives him an assessing look. “I will admit, being here does feel more right than my apartment. It just smells better. So we will stay tonight and see how it goes. But if I ever hear you call me a MILF I just want you to know, I will make you regret it in ways you can’t even imagine.”
“I will never call you a MILF. I swear it!” Madara earnestly replies. The last thing he wants to do is mess this up.
“Okay. Then let’s see how dinner goes, and after that we can see where the rest of the night takes us.”
Madara does his level best not to let Tobirama smell how aroused that makes him. He needs to keep calm.
He fails spectacularly based on the raised eyebrow.
“I won’t have another heat for another 7 months. Might as well test out ahead of time if we are even compatible.”
“Com- compa- compatible?”
“Compatible,” Tobirama responds with a smug smirk.
-.-
The end.