𝑽𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑵𝒆𝒆𝒅
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The sun was high when Daisuke and Haru pulled up to the villa, carrying bags of groceries and fresh clothes. After everything Anna had calmly reported yesterday, Haru had insisted they give the boys some time to recover. One day should've been enough.
Or so they thought.
As soon as Haru opened the front door, he stumbled back with a grimace, nearly dropping the bag he was holding. Daisuke caught him by the waist just before he could fall, his own nose wrinkling in discomfort.
The entire house was thick—choking—with the heavy, intoxicating mixture of an alpha deep in his rut and an omega still radiating heat. The scents clung to the air, to the furniture, to the very walls themselves, almost like an invisible storm no one could escape.
"...They’re still at it?" Haru croaked out, wide-eyed.
Daisuke grunted, setting down the bags by the entrance before pinching the bridge of his nose. “At least they’re... compatible?” he said half-heartedly, trying to find the silver lining in the suffocating atmosphere.
Haru shot him a withering look. “Compatible? They're practically repainting the villa with their scents!” He fanned his face uselessly, even as his cheeks flushed from secondhand embarrassment.
From somewhere upstairs, a soft, breathless moan echoed, followed by a deep, rumbling growl.
Haru turned sharply on his heel. “Nope! I am not dealing with that!” he declared, marching back to the front door. “We’ll burn the groceries if we stay here any longer!”
Daisuke chuckled quietly but didn't argue. He grabbed the bags and followed after his husband, sparing one last glance up the stairs where the noise had come from.
“Well… at least Tetsurou’s not running away from his feelings anymore,” Daisuke muttered under his breath.
Haru, already halfway to the car, snapped, “Maybe not, but after this, he’s definitely getting a very long lecture!”
And with that, the two retreated, leaving the villa once again to the chaotic mess of pheromones, tangled sheets, and two stubborn souls finding solace—and something terrifyingly close to love—in each other’s arms.
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Daishou was tearing up from the intense pleasure, his mouth hung open as the large cock pound inside him. The alpha's teeth sinking through his shoulder's skin.
Tetsurou's grip on Daishou's hips became bruising as he pounded into him relentlessly, marking his territory with each brutal thrust. The omega cries in pain and pleasure mixed together, driving the alpha wild.
Daishou couldn't control the pheromones that escaped his glands, driving the alpha hungry and feral. Their scent mixing through the air
Tetsurou's nostrils flare as he inhales deeply, the omega's pheromones sending him into a frenzy. His thrusts becoming even more savage, his cock slowly swelling inside Daishou with each powerful stroke.
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×My Beloved Alpha×
FanfictionKuroo Tetsurou, is a dominant alpha with a patient, loving and trustful heart and personality who was betrayed by his trusted friends and most of all, was cheated on by his one and only lover. Looking at the horiffic scenery in front of him made his...
