[ It feels right, doesn't it? The idea of Yuji being made for Megumi, that their fates were entwined in this way, even if it might be a silly, childish notion. His hips are moving still, his cock rocking between his legs, but he ignores it.
[ Silly and childish, maybe, but it rings so clear and bright for Megumi, struck like a golden bell that echoes through his soul. Undeniable sunlight amidst familiar shadows promising that those dark corners aren't nearly as frightening as he thinks. ]
Yeah, you fucking were...
[ Just like Megumi was born to be Yuji's alpha – because Megumi can't even conceptualize of a world where he doesn't belong to Yuji just as much.
Growling against Yuji's skin, Megumi's pace quickens in response to the swelling at the base of his own cock, the promise of his knot that grows with every thrust into perfect, slick heat. His mouth finds that fresh mating mark again, kissing and nipping affectionately, possessively, the heady scent of his omega filling his senses. ]
[ Isn't it odd, that the fates somehow brought the two of them together like this? That of all the people in the world, Yuji had met Megumi, and the two of them had come together, had found each other in this world. It makes him so happy, painfully happy, and he hopes the other boy understands that.
Groaning softly, he tilts his head, moan close to a wheeze. ]
Give it to me, Megumi... Fuck me, fill me up, knot me... Breed me, I'm yours.
[ He wants to come on Megumi's knot, to come with that press squeeze inside of him, shivering as he blinks back his pleasured tears. ]
[ How can Megumi do anything but give in? His omega is begging for the exact thing Megumi's instincts howl at him to provide, and the alpha is practically drunk on the freedom that comes with surrendering. Instead of fighting his desires, Megumi throws himself freely into chasing relief, into the rut, into Yuji.
The closer he gets, the more challenging it becomes to maintain the same pace. His swelling knot starts to catch, but Megumi doesn't immediately slam into the wet heat of his omega, milking out those last, final tests to the well-stretched rim of Yuji's hole. Megumi's face stays tucked against Yuji's shoulder, mouth over his mark, a snarl of Yuji's name escaping him as their hips clap together one final time before Megumi simply can't free his cock – and he doesn't want to.
Megumi's strong hands drag Yuji to meet him as he buries his pulsing length as deeply as he can manage, orgasm sweeping through him with mind-numbing pleasure and primal satisfaction that Megumi can't even name. He can feel himself pumping Yuji full all over again, only adding to the mess he's made of his omega. ]
[ As soon as Yuji feels the knot press inside him again, keeping all of Megumi's come trapped, he groans and tilts his head back. It's the pleasurable feeling of being stretched and taken that does it, shoving him over the edge he had been so close to this entire time, his desperation burning through him. His hips jerk, tugging at Megumi as he comes, covering his chest in his own orgasm as his eyes squeeze shut.
He doesn't care about being dirty, or looking needy, or desperate - he just wants this. Yuji wants to feel his alpha fucking him for as long as he can take it, the bliss of his heat making him feel utterly insane. It's normal for an omega, he remembers that, but it feels so amazing in a way that he cannot put into words.
Sinking back into the bed, he almost pants, his eyes closing and his fingers flexing around nothing. ]
[ Every spasm of Yuji's pleasure just wrings more from Megumi, coaxing final spurts of cum and groans as Megumi's body tries to rut against Yuji through his omega's orgasm and the sticky mess between them. Panting, breathless, and still feeling like the world is spinning slightly, Megumi relaxes against Yuji, hand sliding from his hip to brush sweaty hair away from Yuji's forehead.
He lifts his head to look down at the omega, breathless crook of a smile hinting at his lips. ]
Right here. [ Here, and not going anywhere. (Literally, as well as metaphorically, for the next chunk of time, thanks to the knot.) ]
[ Yuji wraps his arms around Megumi immediately, tugging him close, heedless of the fact that they're going to get even dirtier from it. He wants the feeling of closeness, wants to curl himself around his partner, wants to sink into him and never let go.
He's needy in that way, and he can't deny it.
Tilting his head into Megumi's touch, he closes his eyes and sighs, filled to the brim with happiness (among other things). ]
[ Megumi doesn't give a fuck about the mess they've made or what smears where, because realistically, they're going to need one hell of a shower, no matter how much they try to avoid extra filth.
Could be worse.
His body responds on instinct, covering Yuji and drawing him closer, that protective alpha rearing its possessive head to shelter his omega and readily answer that plea. ]
I'm not going anywhere. [ Ever.
Good luck getting him to sleep in his own bed now. ]
[ Yuji leans up immediately, trying to draw Megumi into a kiss, to press their mouths together and bury himself in it, the warmth and affection making him feel as though he can do anything. The heat is easing again, with another round of orgasms to settle him, and he feels on the edge of sleepy rather than desperate.
It also means he's a little embarrassed, but that's fine. He doesn't think Megumi minds. ]
I'm glad. You're mine after all, aren't you?
[ He feels cheeky saying it, the cheerful grin on his face a little giddy, too. ]
[ That's to be expected, given... Well, he was new to all this not that long ago, and now he's got Megumi deep inside him, knot thick and keeping him filled with his come. It's kind of alluring, and it makes his cheeks go a hot red all over again.
[ "A little sore" sounds about right. Megumi wouldn't be surprised by some measure of discomfort, but as long as Yuji isn't hurting, that seems to satisfy Megumi's primal urge to take care of him.
But more than that? Megumi is amazed to hear he made someone happy. Especially Yuji, one of the only people Megumi can think of that so readily deserves that happiness. Yuji is a good person, after all; Megumi still believes good things should happen to him, even if the world is un-fucking-fair.
Adjusting, Megumi hitches Yuji's leg over his hip, then rolls them both, settling onto his back with Yuji resting on top of him without disrupting the deep seat of his cock. Shifting under Yuji, Megumi's palms settle again on the other boy's hips, sweeping up his sides now that he can touch Yuji with both hands – not to do anything, but just because he wants to touch him. ]
Not from the heat, no. It's calmed down a little now.
[ Yuji is happy and content, his cheeks soft and warm with joy as he reaches up to lean into Megumi more. It makes him feel softer around the edges, warm from joy and tender from excitement. He had never imagined a heat being anything like this - not the fever, that he knew, but the connection, the depth of his emotions, the happiness.
Maybe it's just because it's Megumi. ]
It'll probably come back soon, but I think I should eat something before then. It was too hard before.
[ As inconvenient as the tying itself might be, Megumi finds he doesn't mind it. He likes being this close to Yuji, he likes that they get to spend so long tangled together. Weird how the prickly little urchin is practically an affection sponge underneath all that spikiness.
He nods, nuzzling at Yuji's jaw and leaving more kisses by his ear, down his neck, to reverently drop a kiss on the deepest mark over Yuji's scent gland. He inhales deeply, marveling at the rapid changes. ]
You already smell like me.
[ The Yuji-ness of the scent is undeniable too, still unique and distinct, but Megumi can seamlessly detect traces of his own scent already mingling. Now no one will be able to even question where they stand with each other. ]
[ Yuji finds that he really, really likes that idea - that he might go around and people might know that he's Megumi's, that they belong to one another. That makes him feel a kind of aroused, tender happiness that he can't ignore, glancing away shyly before he breathes out. ]
I like that.
[ What he needs to do is bite Megumi in return, but he keeps getting so dragged down by the heat and forgetting to give in to the urge. One hand lifts, stroking against Megumi's cheek gently. ]
[ Megumi noticed that Yuji hasn't left his own mark yet, but the prickle of anxiety that accompanies – worrying that maybe Yuji changed his mind, maybe he realized something so permanent is a bad idea – isn't quite so loud when Yuji is still this affectionate, this effusive. Megumi's fears of his own inadequacy struggle to take shape up against the bright sunshine of Yuji's adoration. ]
Me too.
[ Megumi likes it a lot – just like he likes that cute blush in Yuji's cheeks. He turns his face to nuzzle into Yuji's palm, pressing a kiss to his thumb. ]
[ Yuji is quick to lean up, to try and kiss Megumi again - to drag their mouths together, to press in and steal his kisses without pause or hesitation. He wants to memorise the taste of him, wants to devour him, but he also wants to please him and make him feel good. It's impossible to deny the urges inside of him, wanting to do everything that he can to make sure that Megumi is pleasured and content.
His hips wiggle a little and he groans.
Leaning up, he nudges their noses together with a huff. ]
Next time you make me come, show me your neck. I'm going to leave the best mark.
[ It keeps surprising Megumi how much Yuji doesn't leave him the space to doubt and worry. The kisses and affection are offered with such eagerness that Megumi can do nothing but accept the sincerity at face-value because questioning it almost feels absurd when his omega is so heartfelt – and the gentle undercurrent that accompanies the mating bite probably quiets more of Megumi's inherent anxiety than he realizes. He's not used to it yet, after all.
The shifting that tugs on his knot draws an echoing groan from Megumi, and he rests a hand on Yuji's hip, squeezing with soothing pressure and wordless approval. ]
Okay. [ Even if there's something he finds a little silly about Yuji's insistence – but it's a good silly? The kind that charms Megumi instead of leaving him feeling patronized. ] ... I just want everyone to know we belong to each other.
[ Which makes him feel a little sappy and silly and he's clearly only flushed from the exertion! Clearly! ]
[ The idea of having a fully formed bond with Megumi is one he can't ignore, thrumming under the surface and filling him with a desire he hadn't expected. The heat has softened its edges, and he can relax a little, but that doesn't mean that he can ignore it completely. It'll be back, sure as anything.
He wants it. Desperately, needily.
It's so easy to keep wiggling, to grind down on Megumi's knot, moaning softly. He's not quite ready for another go of things, but he is enjoying the tug, the little twists of pleasure in his gut, the feeling of it all. ]
Yeah... We do. We're gonna be mates, Megumi. Bonded forever.
[ The look of happiness on his face betrays him completely. ]
[ Harder to maintain composure when Yuji's slick hole keeps squeezing around Megumi's still-swollen knot, and he can't help digging his fingertips harder into Yuji's hip, exhaling on something approaching a growl. ]
Yeah... forever... [ Which means he'll never leave Yuji – and Yuji will never leave him, right? It's a lot for a teenager to conceptualize, and maybe it's a pretty rudimentary understanding of something so complicated as a mated pair, but— at its core, that's the promise, isn't it?
His other hand cradles Yuji's face to draw him in for another kiss, trying to imbue those feelings he so often struggles to express. But even as he's aware of his own deficits, he doesn't want to leave Yuji any room for doubt, either. ]
[ Maybe it is a great promise to make, but Yuji knows that he means it - not just because he feels the agony of it inside of him when he thinks of leaving Megumi, but because he knows that their lives might get cut short at any moment. His execution might be delayed, but it isn't out of the realm of possibility, once he's fulfilled his duty.
Leaning up, he presses into the kiss, wrapping one arm around Megumi to drag him closer. He loves him, loves him so desperately, and the feeling hits him like a slap around the face. He hadn't thought about it like that, but now that his mind has supplied that information... He gasps against the kiss, nuzzling into him with a little purr.
[ A lot of this is new to Megumi – both because of his age and general disinterest in the expectations that come along with their natures and power – so he's surprised by the quiet, low vibration coming from Yuji. A soothing sound, but Megumi finds it so... cute? Compelling? He wants to constantly make Yuji happy enough for these sounds. ]
Never. [ Even if he knows logically that might not be feasible... Megumi still sounds determined. ]
No one is going to take you from me. [ Not a curse, not another sorcerer, not some execution order – Megumi doesn't care who or what he has to fight to protect this. He'll never leave Yuji, and he won't let them be separated.
[ All of this is brand new to Yuji, completely oblivious to so much of their world before Gojo-sensei had dragged him here, and he'd found a home. An orphan who has a place to thrive, people who love him, a partner who wants to stay at his side - all the things he had never expected to have for himself, had never even thought about daydreaming over.
Now it's his, grasped in both hands, and he has no idea how he's meant to keep it without it breaking.
The possessive determination might have been off-putting for other people, but Yuji... All he can do is purr more. ]
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[ It feels right, doesn't it? The idea of Yuji being made for Megumi, that their fates were entwined in this way, even if it might be a silly, childish notion. His hips are moving still, his cock rocking between his legs, but he ignores it.
He wants to come from Megumi's cock alone. ]
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Yeah, you fucking were...
[ Just like Megumi was born to be Yuji's alpha – because Megumi can't even conceptualize of a world where he doesn't belong to Yuji just as much.
Growling against Yuji's skin, Megumi's pace quickens in response to the swelling at the base of his own cock, the promise of his knot that grows with every thrust into perfect, slick heat. His mouth finds that fresh mating mark again, kissing and nipping affectionately, possessively, the heady scent of his omega filling his senses. ]
Gonna— fuck— gonna knot you again...
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Groaning softly, he tilts his head, moan close to a wheeze. ]
Give it to me, Megumi... Fuck me, fill me up, knot me... Breed me, I'm yours.
[ He wants to come on Megumi's knot, to come with that press squeeze inside of him, shivering as he blinks back his pleasured tears. ]
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The closer he gets, the more challenging it becomes to maintain the same pace. His swelling knot starts to catch, but Megumi doesn't immediately slam into the wet heat of his omega, milking out those last, final tests to the well-stretched rim of Yuji's hole. Megumi's face stays tucked against Yuji's shoulder, mouth over his mark, a snarl of Yuji's name escaping him as their hips clap together one final time before Megumi simply can't free his cock – and he doesn't want to.
Megumi's strong hands drag Yuji to meet him as he buries his pulsing length as deeply as he can manage, orgasm sweeping through him with mind-numbing pleasure and primal satisfaction that Megumi can't even name. He can feel himself pumping Yuji full all over again, only adding to the mess he's made of his omega. ]
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He doesn't care about being dirty, or looking needy, or desperate - he just wants this. Yuji wants to feel his alpha fucking him for as long as he can take it, the bliss of his heat making him feel utterly insane. It's normal for an omega, he remembers that, but it feels so amazing in a way that he cannot put into words.
Sinking back into the bed, he almost pants, his eyes closing and his fingers flexing around nothing. ]
Megumi...
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He lifts his head to look down at the omega, breathless crook of a smile hinting at his lips. ]
Right here. [ Here, and not going anywhere. (Literally, as well as metaphorically, for the next chunk of time, thanks to the knot.) ]
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He's needy in that way, and he can't deny it.
Tilting his head into Megumi's touch, he closes his eyes and sighs, filled to the brim with happiness (among other things). ]
Stay with me. Don't go.
[ A little begging, maybe, but... ]
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Could be worse.
His body responds on instinct, covering Yuji and drawing him closer, that protective alpha rearing its possessive head to shelter his omega and readily answer that plea. ]
I'm not going anywhere. [ Ever.
Good luck getting him to sleep in his own bed now. ]
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It also means he's a little embarrassed, but that's fine. He doesn't think Megumi minds. ]
I'm glad. You're mine after all, aren't you?
[ He feels cheeky saying it, the cheerful grin on his face a little giddy, too. ]
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Yeah. [ He huffs a sound of amusement, nuzzling at Yuji's jaw. ]
I'm yours, too. [ And that's exactly what he wants to be. ]
How you feeling?
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[ That's to be expected, given... Well, he was new to all this not that long ago, and now he's got Megumi deep inside him, knot thick and keeping him filled with his come. It's kind of alluring, and it makes his cheeks go a hot red all over again.
It's kind of pathetic, huh?
Leaning up, he kisses Megumi again. ]
But really good. Happy.
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But more than that? Megumi is amazed to hear he made someone happy. Especially Yuji, one of the only people Megumi can think of that so readily deserves that happiness. Yuji is a good person, after all; Megumi still believes good things should happen to him, even if the world is un-fucking-fair.
Adjusting, Megumi hitches Yuji's leg over his hip, then rolls them both, settling onto his back with Yuji resting on top of him without disrupting the deep seat of his cock. Shifting under Yuji, Megumi's palms settle again on the other boy's hips, sweeping up his sides now that he can touch Yuji with both hands – not to do anything, but just because he wants to touch him. ]
How's the heat? No pain or anything?
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[ Yuji is happy and content, his cheeks soft and warm with joy as he reaches up to lean into Megumi more. It makes him feel softer around the edges, warm from joy and tender from excitement. He had never imagined a heat being anything like this - not the fever, that he knew, but the connection, the depth of his emotions, the happiness.
Maybe it's just because it's Megumi. ]
It'll probably come back soon, but I think I should eat something before then. It was too hard before.
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[ Megumi isn't going to let him go without, at this point. (And Megumi could probably use the calories, after all this exertion.)
Absently, he smooths Yuji's hair away from his forehead, leaning up to press kisses where he can reach. ]
And have some water.
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[ Especially since they're still tied together, knotted; there's no way he's moving any time soon.
Instead, he tilts his head to let Megumi go where he wants, his own hands tracing the other boy's body absently. ]
I can wait a little longer.
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He nods, nuzzling at Yuji's jaw and leaving more kisses by his ear, down his neck, to reverently drop a kiss on the deepest mark over Yuji's scent gland. He inhales deeply, marveling at the rapid changes. ]
You already smell like me.
[ The Yuji-ness of the scent is undeniable too, still unique and distinct, but Megumi can seamlessly detect traces of his own scent already mingling. Now no one will be able to even question where they stand with each other. ]
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[ Yuji finds that he really, really likes that idea - that he might go around and people might know that he's Megumi's, that they belong to one another. That makes him feel a kind of aroused, tender happiness that he can't ignore, glancing away shyly before he breathes out. ]
I like that.
[ What he needs to do is bite Megumi in return, but he keeps getting so dragged down by the heat and forgetting to give in to the urge. One hand lifts, stroking against Megumi's cheek gently. ]
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Me too.
[ Megumi likes it a lot – just like he likes that cute blush in Yuji's cheeks. He turns his face to nuzzle into Yuji's palm, pressing a kiss to his thumb. ]
... You can still mark me later, if you want.
[ ... Maybe a teensy bit of anxiety. ]
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[ Yuji is quick to lean up, to try and kiss Megumi again - to drag their mouths together, to press in and steal his kisses without pause or hesitation. He wants to memorise the taste of him, wants to devour him, but he also wants to please him and make him feel good. It's impossible to deny the urges inside of him, wanting to do everything that he can to make sure that Megumi is pleasured and content.
His hips wiggle a little and he groans.
Leaning up, he nudges their noses together with a huff. ]
Next time you make me come, show me your neck. I'm going to leave the best mark.
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The shifting that tugs on his knot draws an echoing groan from Megumi, and he rests a hand on Yuji's hip, squeezing with soothing pressure and wordless approval. ]
Okay. [ Even if there's something he finds a little silly about Yuji's insistence – but it's a good silly? The kind that charms Megumi instead of leaving him feeling patronized. ] ... I just want everyone to know we belong to each other.
[ Which makes him feel a little sappy and silly and he's clearly only flushed from the exertion! Clearly! ]
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He wants it. Desperately, needily.
It's so easy to keep wiggling, to grind down on Megumi's knot, moaning softly. He's not quite ready for another go of things, but he is enjoying the tug, the little twists of pleasure in his gut, the feeling of it all. ]
Yeah... We do. We're gonna be mates, Megumi. Bonded forever.
[ The look of happiness on his face betrays him completely. ]
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Yeah... forever... [ Which means he'll never leave Yuji – and Yuji will never leave him, right? It's a lot for a teenager to conceptualize, and maybe it's a pretty rudimentary understanding of something so complicated as a mated pair, but— at its core, that's the promise, isn't it?
His other hand cradles Yuji's face to draw him in for another kiss, trying to imbue those feelings he so often struggles to express. But even as he's aware of his own deficits, he doesn't want to leave Yuji any room for doubt, either. ]
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Leaning up, he presses into the kiss, wrapping one arm around Megumi to drag him closer. He loves him, loves him so desperately, and the feeling hits him like a slap around the face. He hadn't thought about it like that, but now that his mind has supplied that information... He gasps against the kiss, nuzzling into him with a little purr.
An omega purr. It's new. ]
Don't leave me.
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Never. [ Even if he knows logically that might not be feasible... Megumi still sounds determined. ]
No one is going to take you from me. [ Not a curse, not another sorcerer, not some execution order – Megumi doesn't care who or what he has to fight to protect this. He'll never leave Yuji, and he won't let them be separated.
Like that's even something he can guarantee. ]
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Now it's his, grasped in both hands, and he has no idea how he's meant to keep it without it breaking.
The possessive determination might have been off-putting for other people, but Yuji... All he can do is purr more. ]
Good. I want to stay here with you.
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