[ 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. ]
[ Megumi soaks up the continued purrs, nuzzling into Yuji’s cheek, along his jaw as he slides an arm around his omega’s waist to squeeze him close. ]
I’m here through your whole heat. [ Another kiss! ] And after, we’ll figure out sharing space, too.
[ So then they won’t have to be separated. And Megumi is pretty sure Gojo can pull strings to get them a room more comfortable for two, even if this is a little out of the ordinary. ]
[ The squeeze has him moaning quietly; the knot is still there, and it tugs, just a little, leaving him breathless as he tries to calm down and focus on what Megumi is saying rather than the pull of his cock. ]
Yeah... No one can stop us if we're bonded, so... We'll decide.
[ Leaning up, he steals another kiss, scraping his little fangs over Megumi's mouth. ]
[ Megumi hums his agreement into the kiss as he uses the arm around Yuji's waist to gently shift his omega against him, instinctually focusing on that repeated tug of pressure where they're joined. The knot is slowly starting to deflate, though Megumi's cock hasn't flagged, so comfortably snug inside of Yuji.
Murmuring against Yuji's lips, ] You're never gonna go through another heat alone.
[ Yuji can't help the way he grins, the way he rocks his hips, deliberately pulling on the knot and squeezing around Megumi's cock. He can be a tease too, right... ]
[ Megumi doesn't feel unpleasantly oversensitive anymore, but that just means he's focused on how warm and wet Yuji is inside, how that squeeze around his knot makes him throb all over again.
The growl Megumi exhales almost sounds like a chuckle. ] I'm technically still fucking you.
[ He rocks his hips to punctuate, groaning at the first ease in their tie as Yuji's overfull hole stretches around the widest part of Megumi's remaining knot. But instead of retracting farther, he shoves in again, deep. ]
[ When he's fully hard again, knot thick and weighty between them, ready to grind into Yuji and take whatever he wants... His own body twitches with it, even if his cock is tired between his legs - it's going to take a little while longer for his own body to recover.
Leaning up, he nuzzles into Megumi and groans, low and hoarse, body shivering. ]
[ One arm around Yuji's waist, Megumi reaches up to cradle his jaw with the other to hold him close. He feels so lucky, that he gets to have this with Yuji – and nobody else. ]
[ The reminder of food is apparently all Megumi needs for the alpha instincts to change gears; ensuring his omega eats and is well-nourished seems to be just as important as keeping Yuji well-fucked during his heat. Megumi gives a decisive nod, a hand smoothing down Yuji's side. ]
Yeah, hang on...
[ His knot has mostly deflated properly at this point, but when he draws his hips back, he still feels that small resistance around the broadest point before Yuji's muscles finally relent, letting Megumi completely free of Yuji's overwarm body.
Megumi falls back onto the bed with a groan, not caring much about how sticky they are – sweat, cum, spit, it's a mess. And Megumi doesn't give a fuck. ]
[ Yuji moans, low and deep, as the tug pulls the knot out of him. He's definitely leaking, knowing just how much Megumi came inside of him, and outside the heat it might be embarrassing, but inside it...
It's sexy. It makes him blush, gasping as he collapses back in the bed. ]
[ Megumi looks over at Yuji, a flare kicking up in his scent when he sees his own cum dripping out of his omega, but—
Nope, fuck. Don't focus on that. ]
Going, going.
[ Megumi pushes himself upright, more intent about getting Yuji food. Priorities: Feed Yuji then Fuck Yuji. Order of operations is important here.
Spotting the small pile of snacks and bottles of water nearby – undoubtedly provided by Gojo before he made himself scarce – Megumi climbs out of Yuji's comfy little nest to fetch a protein bar and some salty chips, along with one of the waters. He returns to the pile of blankets, climbing back in to give his offerings to Yuji. ]
[ As soon as the food is offered, Yuji is reaching out to take it. He downs a bottle of the water almost without breathing, body reacting on instinct to nourish himself before the heat takes back over. He's then onto the protein bars, shifting his weight to move and curl into Megumi as he eats.
It's warm and comfortable, in a nice way. It won't last long, but... ]
[ Megumi doesn't think anything of gathering Yuji close, an arm around his omega's waist as he eats. It gives Megumi time to try and piece his own rut-addled brain back together – enough that he has the presence of mind to turn a little pink with Yuji's teasing.
Huffing, he reaches up to muss Yuji's hair into his face. ]
You don't have to call me that, you know. [ Even if Megumi likes it... ]
[ Leaning up, Yuji nuzzles into Megumi's neck as he makes himself comfortable and eats, nose pressing into the mating mark absently. It all feels good, a warm, fuzzy feeling inside of him that he can't fight.
He does laugh, though, scraping his teeth just a little. ]
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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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I’m here through your whole heat. [ Another kiss! ] And after, we’ll figure out sharing space, too.
[ So then they won’t have to be separated. And Megumi is pretty sure Gojo can pull strings to get them a room more comfortable for two, even if this is a little out of the ordinary. ]
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Yeah... No one can stop us if we're bonded, so... We'll decide.
[ Leaning up, he steals another kiss, scraping his little fangs over Megumi's mouth. ]
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Murmuring against Yuji's lips, ] You're never gonna go through another heat alone.
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[ Yuji can't help the way he grins, the way he rocks his hips, deliberately pulling on the knot and squeezing around Megumi's cock. He can be a tease too, right... ]
I can't wait for you to fuck me again.
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The growl Megumi exhales almost sounds like a chuckle. ] I'm technically still fucking you.
[ He rocks his hips to punctuate, groaning at the first ease in their tie as Yuji's overfull hole stretches around the widest part of Megumi's remaining knot. But instead of retracting farther, he shoves in again, deep. ]
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[ When he's fully hard again, knot thick and weighty between them, ready to grind into Yuji and take whatever he wants... His own body twitches with it, even if his cock is tired between his legs - it's going to take a little while longer for his own body to recover.
Leaning up, he nuzzles into Megumi and groans, low and hoarse, body shivering. ]
Fuck, you're perfect.
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[ One arm around Yuji's waist, Megumi reaches up to cradle his jaw with the other to hold him close. He feels so lucky, that he gets to have this with Yuji – and nobody else. ]
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[ His hips are still rolling gently, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. ]
Can you move yet? I'm getting hot again and I need to eat first.
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Yeah, hang on...
[ His knot has mostly deflated properly at this point, but when he draws his hips back, he still feels that small resistance around the broadest point before Yuji's muscles finally relent, letting Megumi completely free of Yuji's overwarm body.
Megumi falls back onto the bed with a groan, not caring much about how sticky they are – sweat, cum, spit, it's a mess. And Megumi doesn't give a fuck. ]
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It's sexy. It makes him blush, gasping as he collapses back in the bed. ]
Alpha, please...
[ He's pouting a little, hungry. ]
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Nope, fuck. Don't focus on that. ]
Going, going.
[ Megumi pushes himself upright, more intent about getting Yuji food. Priorities: Feed Yuji then Fuck Yuji. Order of operations is important here.
Spotting the small pile of snacks and bottles of water nearby – undoubtedly provided by Gojo before he made himself scarce – Megumi climbs out of Yuji's comfy little nest to fetch a protein bar and some salty chips, along with one of the waters. He returns to the pile of blankets, climbing back in to give his offerings to Yuji. ]
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It's warm and comfortable, in a nice way. It won't last long, but... ]
Mm. Thank you, alpha.
[ It's said deliberately, this time. ]
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Huffing, he reaches up to muss Yuji's hair into his face. ]
You don't have to call me that, you know. [ Even if Megumi likes it... ]
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He does laugh, though, scraping his teeth just a little. ]
I like it, though.
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