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In all honesty, it felt less like a nap, and more like a teasing wink of his eye in the time he had to sleep for his shift. In hindsight it probably wasn’t a wise idea wasting two hours on training, eating, and showering- but hey, that was that, and he couldn’t change it.
Who cares he was functioning on 6 hours of restless sleep as he made his way to the Hare Unit, surrounded by the quiet ambiance of the showrooms after hours. Who cares his eyes were tired and droopy, only adding to his annoyance.
Who cares his jerkoff session only left him feeling even more sexually frustrated? Definitely not him, that was for sure.
As he stepped into the unit, all eyes immediately flickered upon their guard for the night. Previously they had stationed another bunny for the daytime rounds, keeping the rabbits relaxed in the presence of an Alpha of their species.
But for an Alpha wolf to step in next? And the Rabbit to pass off the shift to him?
The first rabbit to notice him outright squeaked in fear, the timid thing hiding herself within the small nest she had made. The next reacted just the same, only exuding this disgustingly strong sense of distress. And when one rabbit releases a distress scent? The whole pack responded.
Everywhere he walked was met with a terrified face looking at him, so pathetically jumpy whenever red eyes would lock with his target. Each one shook and whimpered and whined like some helpless bitch, which somehow was even more annoying than having flirty canines all over him in the other unit.
Why did shows mainly have to use Omegas and Betas as their prizefodder?
Katsuki heaved a loud sigh as he collapsed into his workchair, promptly pulling up the cameras to do a perimeter check. Nothing. As per usual.
Slamming the tablet down and debating the merits of staying locked in this spot overnight, Katsuki grumbled as his fingers ticked against the wood of his desk. He was confident that he could smell a threat coming a mile away, even with the consistent cloud of anxiety hovering through the rabbit den.
Yet his strong work ethic had him back on his paws again, scanning down the aisles and only walking down them when he felt the need to make sure everyone was doing okay for the night.
He would pause when a rabbit seemed curious about him, lifting an eyebrow, before actually trying to talk to them in human language. There was too steep of a language gap between Predator and Prey species anyways. One was composed of clicks and whines, while the other was deep croons and growls.
“Do you need anything?” he’d ask the rabbits, only for them to jolt back and cower in fear again. Sure his voice wasn’t the softest or the most gentle, but still! Come on!
He growled as he turned away from the cages, mood continuously being soured despite his scent being trained not to show it. He kept looking through the halls, keeping his nose elevated for danger- though a sweetened undertone quickly caught his attention.
It was the only happy scent in this whole damn place, so unconsciously Katsuki didn’t notice he had followed it until he stood outside of the end-row of cages. At the very end, with a large ribbon and Medal hanging next to the name identifier, was none other than the little Lop-Ear he saw earier.
Izuku Midoriya.
The rabbit was curled up upon his stomach within his nest, ankles crossed in the air as that tail wagged a mile a minute. He was reading one of the many superhero comics lining the edge of his nest, human style glasses hanging low on his button nose. Katsuki immediately recognized it as the human idol All-Might.
He loved All-Might as a pup too.
As if realizing there were eyes upon him, the rabbit lifted from his book, curious green locking with red. While Bakugou had been anticipated the very same fear and hesitance as the rest of the rabbits, instead the bunny seemed more enraptured with the guard.
His head tilted ever so to the side, flop ears moving with the motion, before a small smile fit upon his cheeks as he gave the wolf a polite nod.
Katsuki felt his heart skip a beat at that, before his eyes once again went to the comic he was reading. “Is that volume 7 of All Might, American Hero, where he fights his Arch Nemesis All for One?” he asked, trying his best to speak all of the words in the human language. His tongue felt heavy in his mouth when he spoke, the words not wanting to curl correctly upon his larger tongue.
Yet recognition lit up on Izuku’s features, before he turned the comic to reveal the scene where All Might was delivering his heartfelt speech in the wake of the ruined city. “Yes!” The rabbit squeaked, much more fluid in human-speak than Katsuki.
Perhaps for the first time that night, a rabbit didn’t hesitate to move closer to the predator.
“All-Might is my favorite superhero! Ever since I watched his show as a kit, my owners made sure to buy me all of the comics and the movies and series on DVD! I’m probably his biggest fan, despite being a bunny.” He chirped, lowering the comic, only to pull out the limited signed addition.
His smile was brighter than the sun as he shoved the comic against the bars, letting Bakugou get a closer look at the signature. The wolf whistled at the sight, eyes widening when he realized it really was genuine. The ink was smudged from where it had been signed and closed, giving it a deeper air of authenticity.
“No fuckin’ way.” He spoke, before Izuku’s shining face replaced the comic when he lowered it. The rabbit’s freckled cheeks were flushed from the force of his smile, clutching the comic closer to his chest as he did so.
Katsuki sputtered as he stumbled back in surprise, not expecting them to be just a whisker away. “Nobody else really shares my enthusiasm for the hero.” Izuku continued on, expression crestfallen as carefully he placed the comic back down with the rest of them. “So uh, sorry if I got too excited there.”
Words couldn’t describe just how fucking dorky and precious this rabbit was.
It was times like this that Katsuki really wished he was more of an eloquent speaker, considering the next words out of his mouth went along the lines of, “Damn you are a nerd.”
Yet instead of offending the rabbit with his blunt personality, the man appeared to be even more proud, the flush on his cheeks spreading to the lines of his ears. “I guess I am. But that makes you one too, if you recognized the comics!”
Thourougly stumped, Katsuki could only gape at the green-haired bun, before a wide grin overtook his features. “Shit, you’re right.” He said, leaning against the side of the cage when Izuku eagerly settled himself upon the ground. He was thumbing the pages of the comics, doe eyes cast up to Katsuki.
“If you’re feeling bored from your shift, you could always read a chapter with me? I don’t mind sharing.” He said, leaning his back against the cage and allowing the light to angle just enough to illuminate the stand.
From this close, Bakugou could scent that familiar sweetness that brought him this close to the rabbit. It was sweet like summer grass, carrying an air of rain on the breeze. It was a scent that paired well with a musky undertone of old books, setting a deep longing through Bakugou’s chest.
He pressed his forehead to the bars, if only to keep pulling in that deep scent while Midoriya rambled on about the happenings of the comics. He was giving his personal opinion of the plotline, a few holes he found in the series, and how the universes aligned between the movies, the comics, and the author’s own comments.
It was cute.
Before Bakugou knew it an hour had gone by in the rabbit’s company, startling him out of his stupor when the beep of his watch signified the passage of another tick. “Oh shit.” He rumbled, stopping the alarm as he straightened himself up from the bars. “I need to keep making rounds.”
Izuku actually looked disappointed at the news that Bakugou had to leave him, green eyes tilting down in hesitance within the next moment. “Oh. That’s okay!” He hummed, placing the comic down with a small slip of paper to mark their place. “I’ll wait to read this one, and go right to the graphic novel.” He said, slowly shuffling back to his nest.
As much as Katsuki wanted to say fuck it, he had to, turning away from the cage with a slight nod. “I’ll drop by again.”
And oddly enough, that was a promise. Izuku was good company, even beyond the fact that he was a good talker. Katsuki was slightly surprised the rabbit didn’t recognize him in the first place. Guess it was just that Bakugou’s memory was exceptional.
As expected, though, the rounds were largely uneventful. It took about thirty minutes to circle the whole place, before he made way through the hallways in a random pattern. Just in case. He had learned long ago that while a routine specifically catered to cover every single round was ideal- but not when it could be tracked and worked around.
He sniffed about for any new scent, yet all of them remained stale as the wolf stepped back into the main hall. All of the rabbits were long since asleep after he started his shift, at least lessening the anxiety wafting throughout the place.
In fact, it smelled much…sweeter, in here.
Katsuki’s nose crinkled at the ever familiar scent, though it had been amplified in the time he had left. As much as his curiosity and instinct attempted to draw him back, he had at least one more perimeter check since the time he had entered the hallways.
If there was a bit of haste in his step as he navigated the cages, he wouldn’t admit it. A deep-stirred instinct within his gut had lulled him forward, mouth parted open in deep breaths to pinpoint the change in the atmosphere. It was hard to smell any changes through the damn sugar sweet air.
It was as if a fog settled over his mind as he wound down the halls, the ache in his abdomen traveling deceptively lower. Well, that was awkward.
The Wolfdog’s eyes roved closely over the scene, though his vision felt narrowed, as though he were trapped in a fishbowl. He didn’t even realize the feeling until he was stumbling into a cage with a broken snarl, clutching his head as the very core of his claiming fangs itched.
The rattle seemed to startle the other bunny inside, only to result in a scream of terror at the waves of territorial Alphan pheromones rolling from Katsuki.
How could he have been so stupid?
This was a heat he was smelling.
Instantaneously every nerve was alit in the Alpha’s body as he prowled onto all fours, pupils constricting as his nose lifted to follow the scent that had overtaken the rest of the room. It’s been so long since he’s smelt an Omega within the throes of their season, he had nearly forgotten just what it was like.
His tongue felt coated in sugar as he repeatedly licked his lips, wild eyes traveling down the cages as any bunnies woken from the commotion were sent cowering to the edges of their cages. Typical prey behavior, but even that distraction wasn’t enough to rip Bakugou from the feral mindset he was thrust into.
The Wolf had only one target in mind, and his suspicions were only confirmed the closer he drew to Midoriya’s cage.
The flushed appearance, the clinginess to an Alpha, the lull in nervous ticks befitting of even the most tame rabbit- all classic heat indications. Suddenly Izuku’s close proximity and flushed appearance made so much more sense now.
Bakugou could hardly stifle a rumble of excitement as the wolfdog neared the rabbit’s cage, pointed ears perking at the sounds of quiet chirping coming from the general direction.
Izuku’s moans were something out of a wet dream as the rabbit writhed and tossed within his cage, eyes glassy and unfocused while his hips futilely worked against his own sheets. That fluffy tail was twitching with each unsteady movement forward, perked up and revealing the taunt fabric clinging to his sex.
By the time Katsuki arrived to the side of his cage, the wolf’s cock was full mast and throbbing between his legs. It was moments like this he almost wished he did choose to wear the pants typical of their uniform.
The air was cold against the shaft of his cock, yet he ignored it, eyes locked on the sight the squirming rabbit made. So far the hare didn’t appear even conscious of Katsuki’ presence as nubby fangs buried into the blankets, broken whimpers leaving him as drool sodded the fabric.
It made for such a debauched sight as Katsuki could barely restrict the saliva pooling in his mouth. The concentrated sweetness of his scent was entirely intoxicating, erasing his inhibitions as the Alpha crooned out to the smaller male.
With a jolt, Izuku startled up from the sheets, hips pausing in their grinding as big eyes traveled up to the guard. At first there was undeniable shame at being caught in a position like this. He tried to cover his thighs with the blankets, nipples hardened in arousal from where weight pouched healthily on his chest.
Bakugou’s tongue slid over his palate as he watched the display, sharpened claws coming to grip the bars of the cage. “Omega.” He crooned, shoving his face against the bars, panting like a damn dog. Maybe it was the wicked glint to his eyes, or the wild smile that people always claimed he had that always drew people away from him-
Except Izuku.
At the first sight of the Alpha he was covering himself shyly. Yet as he took note of the heavy weight between Bakugou’s legs, and the musky burnt scent of his arousal, Izuku didn’t bother stopping the mewl that slipped from his lips.
The Omega shuffled forward with eager anticipation, chin tilted up in presentation.
As badly as Katsuki wanted to get through the bars, to scent the rabbit from the source, he just wasn’t able to squeeze his head far enough past the bars. It left only enough room for his chin and nose to slot through the vertical prison.
Even with his best effort, the closest he could get was what Izuku allowed. The hybrid Omega had his chin tilted up, pressed to the cage, presenting himself so gorgeously; and yet Bakugou just couldn’t reach far enough in.
He could still scent him, at least, though his mouth failed to reach where he wanted it.
What really caught his attention was how Izuku leant his entire body into the lines of the cage, creating divots in his skin where the rest peeked through. Namely that cute budding chest. Katsuki rumbled a soft croon to the Omega as his hands came up to press against the flesh he could reach, jolting the rabbit in surprise.
“C’mere.” He huskily whispered, nails biting into soft fur as the rabbit keened in need. They were as close as the bars would allow them when Izuku tilted his head into the Alpha’ embrace, pressing their lips sloppily together.
It was as wet and messy as you’d expect from having a thick ass cage in the way, but Bakugou made due as his tongue traced the line of his partner’s lips. He could reach about his forearm through the cage, enough to grab at Midoriya’s tapered waist.
His thumbs greedily dug into the skin to draw out another sweet gasp, which he took full advantage of in plunging his tongue inside of the hare’s parted lips. He tasted almost addictive as their mouths met in repeated wet smacks, bodies pressed together wherever possible.
Katsuki had never been much of a romantic, but even he couldn’t resist the low rumbles and purrs that kept calling back to the needy chirps. Every haywire instinct in his broken down, aggressive body was telling him to be tender.
So he parted back from the kiss with a low hum, keeping Izuku from leaving his grasp as his mouth roved down whatever skin peeked through the bars.
He favored the meat of his chest more than anything, allowing his tongue to trace the skin with slow sweeps. Every so often he would pause to blow cool air over the sensitive reach, loving the goosebumps that dotted his skin like freckles.
By the time he actually reached Izuku’s pert nipples, the Omega was panting, reeking of arousal through his heat.
Bakugou ate it up.
His lips wrapped around the sensitive nubs, pressing his tongue to the skin, enjoying the immediate reaction that came from the rabbit. Izuku jerked with a startled cry, only to push his nimble arms through the bar and grip onto Katsuki’s head with fevering desperation.
The hold on his hair only coaxed Bakugou further, sucking on the nipple until it slipped out with a wet pop. There was a definite line of saliva keeping them attached- which Bakugou eagerly broke when he moved to give the opposite a similar treatment.
Only this time his teeth were the first thing to make contact, scraping against the nerves as his tongue went to soothe. It was such a stark contrast that Izuku canted his hips by response alone, a startled gasp tearing through him.
One look down proved that the skimpy fabric covering Izuku’s sex was sodden with arousal, parting easily to Bakugou’s wandering fingers. The Omega was close enough for Katsuki to trace his fingers between the insides of his thighs, pausing long enough to give the hare a chance to move back.
Even in the throes of heat, consent is sexy, folks.
Yet when he did apply pressure to the sensitive lips of his labia, Izuku grew impossibly wetter around him.
Katsuki stifled a long groan into Midoriya’s mouth as he parted the folds through the green panties, tracing the inside seam, before stopping just shy of his clit. “So fuckin wet-“ he rumbled, before circling his fingers in quick motions.
The Omega arched like a bowstring while Katsuki stimulated him, thighs closing tight around the hand in automatic response. However the movement of his hips betrayed him, for each twist of Bakugou’s fingers, the rabbit was retaliating with a desperate hump downwards.
It made for the perfect dual stimulation to have his bun crying out from pleasure, especially as his mouth wrapped firmly round his nipple again. He sucked, nibbled, and rolled the hardened skin beneath his tongue, never stopping the motions of his fingers as he greedily drank in the Omega’s scent.
The only thing that gave pause to Katsuki’s actions was the telltale rush of fluids over his fingertips, and the boneless response Midoriya graced him with. The hare had come under such simple ministrations, thighs and toes twitching as his entire body shut down.
What a response, that rabbits commonly fall over when they orgasm.
Izuku fell out of his grasp as the hare spread out along the ground, thighs splayed open and pulling the line of his panties obscenely forward. What had initially been an attempt at preserving his modesty had so largely backfired, as the splayed lips of his cunt pressed against the soaked fabric, riding up the lines of his ass and hardly concealing much of anything now.
Katsuki licked his lips again, yet still couldn’t catch the line of drool that fell.
His hands reached through the bars again and grabbed ahold of Izuku’s parted thighs- only to drag the rabbit closer. There was something just too satisfying about seeing the bars digging the same divots- only pressing into his thighs and pooling the skin between them.
Bakugou wanted to run his tongue over each line, leading all the way down to the emphasized swell of his cunt, but held himself back. Instead he placed gentle kisses down the skin, ghosting sensation, until his Omega was a squirming and panting mess.
“Gonna eat you like a damn snack, little bunny.” He growled out, loving the desperate chirp that followed his filth. “Not gonna stop until you cum all over my tongue.”
His next words were muffled as he nosed through the plush lips of his pussy, tongue following with a slow drag as Katsuki allowed his arms to wind around those splayed thighs. Izuku kept squirming against the bars of the cage, which made it real damn hard to keep your aim tried and true.
So he stilled that insistent squirming with the harsh wrap his of forearms, keeping Midoriya locked to the edge as he used his tongue to part aside the soaked fabric clinging to him. He tasted so tart upon his tongue, only to sweeten with each wave of slick he could coax from the Omega.
He couldn’t resist the tight grip of his claws as he rocked Izuku against the flat of his tongue, pulling up to the sensitive nub just at the top of his pussy. He shuttered when his lover let out the most delicious of moans in response- prompting Katsuki to focus all of his attention onto the bundle of nerves.
There was so much slick clinging to his chin while Katsuki ate, barely able to keep up no matter how much he lapped up. It really was true what they said about bunnies- the virile little shits.
What finally drew the last straw was when Bakugou managed to wrap his entire lips around Midoriya’s clit.
A single suck was all it took to send the bun flying right off of the edge, milking it further with every pass of his tongue during the suction. By the time the wolf pulled back, the entirety of his mouth was coated in slick, dripping down his neck.
No amount of lip-licking could clear that up, not that Katsuki wanted to. The thickened pheromones clinging just under his nose fogged his mind worse than any drug.
Midoriya was left a blissed out mess as the Omega shuddered and twitched, only to eventually open his eyes to the sight of Katsuki clambering up onto the stands supporting the slightly elevated cages. It was largely for show, given that they could be on the floor, but the table gave it a uniform sense of presentation.
Didn’t make it any easier for Bakugou to climb his way up the damn structure.
He pressed himself entirely against the cage, eyes staring down at Izuku with a hungry gaze. The hare felt so small underneath the shadow of the guard dog, blissed out, mind completely ladened from the force of his heat.
One thing was for certain; he had an Alpha ready to please him.
Katsuki’s cock was on full display as the man jerked himself off with lazy motions, eyes never leaving Izuku as his wolf ears perked in full attention. Even his tail was wagging, clearly pleased with having made the hare cum so many times.
“Kacchan…” The rabbit whispered, before turning over with great effort onto his hands and knees. There was something so inherently arousing about seeing an Alpha ready to please- Izuku didn’t even care that his thighs were shaking bad as he angled his hips upwards towards the wolf.
Deep down, something inside of Bakugou stirred at the name. Kacchan…?
His eyes trailed over the perfect Lordosis position Izuku managed to scrabble himself into, back arched and hips angled up to expose the rabbit’s shapely rear. His sweet tail was wagging a mile a minute as he pressed himself back against the bars, using his arms to brace himself.
That’s right.
Izuku called him Kacchan when he came to the edge of his cage to calm the kit down so many years ago, adopting him with the none-too-kind name of Deku. Yet his presence undoubtedly helped soothe the nervous bun, even to the point of being able to sleep.
“So you do remember me, Deku.” He growled out, his inner Alpha infinitely pleased with the revelation. Midoriya’s pussy fit so perfectly between the squished out flesh of his thighs, the bars wide enough to give Katsuki enough maneuver room to slot himself forward.
Each press of his cock prodded between the folds, drawing a pleased chirp from the hare. “Ah, h-hah, yes!” He cooed, his Omegan vocal chords sweetening the words with seductive coy. “Kacchan-“
The word spread out into a lewd moan when Katsuki’s cock brushed over his hypersensitive clit, catching on the hood there and further jolting him into attention. “Fuck!” he chirped out, before melting into a puddle on the ground when Katsuki’s thumb came down to spread open the plump lips of his pussy.
“Such a damn mess for me, Deku.” He growled, adoring the wetness that smeared through his thumb when he pressed it inside. The Omega was plenty loose enough after all of that foreplay, and parted open like a blossom.
Katsuki didn’t hesitate to guide his head towards that slicked open entrance, before replacing his thumb with something much better.
Izuku shouted to the damn high heavens as Katsuki pressed himself forward into that clenching heat, the velvety walls of his partner milking around him. In the back of his mind Katsuki almost couldn’t believe just how tight the smaller bunny could be.
Every part of his body felt like sex appeal beneath the wolf’s hold.
The tapered waist, leading to wide hips and thick thighs, curling a nubby tail just above the line of the fattest ass Katsuki’s ever seen- Bakugou howled as he bottomed out within Izuku, taking note of the breathless keening leaving Izuku’s ragged throat.
No doubt Katsuki had to be the biggest cock this hare’s ever tried to take. The proud Alpha wasn’t lacking in any degree, especially where it counted most. Izuku felt lost in the rabble as he clutched whatever he could reach for support.
That just so happened to be his blanket nest.
“God, look at you, barely able to handle all of my cock.” He growled out, nails scraping lines upon Izuku’s skin when they caught against his motions. Every shove forward was met with an equally enthusiastic push backwards, with Izuku trying his damn near best to keep the full length of the blonde seated.
There was something about being so full that made him not want to feel even an inch of it leave him.
The bun was panting with each lunge forward, feeling his insides suitably stirred by Katsuki’s slow pace. It was like a slow burn of the most satisfying kinds, appreciating the full stretch every time Bakugou managed to kiss his cervix with the crown of his cock.
It was such a strange sensation; like being filled to the point of bursting, like every space inside of himself had been occupied. No doubt Izuku would be sore the coming morning, but by god, was it worth it to feel the wolf’s thrusts rattling the grating of his cage.
What he’d give to be able to get just a bit closer-
“Ah! Right there!” Midoriya crooned, a broken sob leaving him when Bakugou’s hips lowered just so. “Feels so good!” The stuttering rabbit tried to explain, though his tongue felt oddly thick and airy in his mouth. His grasp on human speech was failing him as his throat seemed dead-set on coaxing his partner along with desperate chirps and croons.
The real tipping point was when Katsuki’s hand moved up to grip the very base of his soft tail, grabbing ahold of the wildly flittering appendage and tugging him back into a particularly bruising thrust.
Izuku’s eyes damn well rolled back at the sudden jolt through his whole body, the tug to his tail sending rockets of stimulation up his spine. It was a danger response paired with the most lascivious of intentions, skyrocketing his pleasure as he blearily realized he had borderline torn apart his blanket nest.
The sheets lay in a heaping mess beneath him, lacing distress into the pit of his mind while Katsuki continued to drive inside of him.
Without even realizing it he had pulled the sheets around his prone form, face burying into them as his cries only grew louder by the moment. The thick cock fucking into him was building pleasure faster than he anticipated, toes curling in delight with each wet slap resounding between them.
The best part, to Izuku’s broken mentality, was the feeling of that thick knot swelling at the base of Katsuki’s dick. Just the size alone had to be bigger than anything Midoriya had ever taken before- and it wasn’t even popped yet. Just a firm pressure nudging against his clit with each thrust.
Not even his biggest toy came close to the circumference that Bakugou had, mixing up his insides to the point the hare feared he’d never go back to the same size.
(He already knew he couldn’t be satisfied with any other partner after this.)
Drool rolled in streaks down Izuku’s chin as a pleasant buzz lingered in the back of his mind, high off of the endorphins as his heat so quickly was sated. Never before had his owners allowed him to feel satisfied like this during a heat, planning to wait a few shows to ensure his litters would be worth much more money-
The feeling of Katsuki carving out a space inside of him was exactly what the bunny never knew he needed. His fingers damn well tore into his blankets as Katsuki’s hands gravitated back towards his waist, gripping the plush skin where his hips protruded.
Handlebars, Izuku blearily joked in his mind, his hips were like handlebars as Bakugou pounded away inside of him. The slew of absolutely filthy talk leaking the wolf had tears of overstimulation leaking from the corners of his eyes, especially when his swollen clit jostled from each thrust.
The sensitive nerves kept brushing against Bakugou’s knot as it continued to twitch and swell, promising a damn good load when the wolf was ready. Izuku shoved his fingers into his mouth to stifle his keen as Bakugou hissed, “Fucking good bunny, cunt so tight each time I pound you. Can’t believe how eager you are to be beneath a wolf-“
Another thrust, and another choked cry as Midoriya stuffed his fingers down his throat. He loved the degradation, loved the implications as Bakugou’s hips rattled the entire table his cage rested on. No doubt Midoriya would have some bar shaped bruises for the next few days-
They were causing quite a ruckus as multiple other eyes were watching them, some petrified, others intrigued as their pace turned outright animalistic.
“Gonna cum soon, Deku, your cunt is too good-“ Bakugou moaned, head thrown back as a cut-off snarl silenced his words. By now Izuku was standing on the very tips of his paws, trying desperately to lean as far back into the bruising sensation as he could.
He almost couldn’t believe the limits of his flexibility when tested by a desperate need to get reamed.
The discomfort in his muscles was well-worth it, as the new angle successfully lit up every green area Izuku didn’t know he had. His cunt drooled worse than his mouth as each deep pull managed to coat the wolf’s knot in his juices, preparing the intrusion while the rabbit’s head buried deep into his blankets.
With a cut off scream he was squirting around Bakugou, shamelessly rolling his hips into the grind of Bakugou’s knot.
The feeling resounded all the way through his bones as his clit mashed and smeared along the thick base, eyes rolling back as the pressure around his walls only increased. He could hear his partner swearing above him, howling to the high heavens as the knot gave a vicious throb.
Before Izuku knew it he was being stretched to his absolute limit, walls screaming as the thick base of the knot speared him borderline in two. Even with the laxed muscles from his orgasm, and the plentiful amount of fluids smeared between them, the knot was not popping without a fight.
Bakugou’s ragged breath paired well with the dulled throb of his cock, locking into place- before a small tremble had Izuku borderline frantic. He mewled and purred and moaned as the first throb drew the knot upwards, bringing with it a wave of warmth that sat heavy in his abdomen.
The next draw had Izuku’s fingers roaming back to his cunt, spreading his lips open, shaking at the sensation of another heavy load swelling his abdomen. There was no room to go for all of the cum besides deeper, his body locked full at the base.
The final few twitches saw the rabbit rapidly rubbing his clit, moaning at the top of his lungs into the blankets as Bakugou’s knot finally lay steady inside of him. All of the wolf’s release sat so firm in his abdomen, pooling a soft pouch into his stomach as desperately Izuku rubbed himself off one more time.
His final orgasm was considerably weaker than the other two, yet left him completely sated by the time the final waves of pleasure settled.
The two were left in a calm ambience, with nothing more than the sound of their breathing filling the gaps.
Katsuki’s eyes roved over the curves of Izuku’s body as he lay as a puddle of goo on the ground, cheek rubbing against his blankets in instinctual response. His paws were still splayed out between his tiredly drooping thighs, with even his tail remaining lax against his back.
Bakugou couldn’t help it when he rubbed his hands so tenderly over the rabbit, admiring the smooth grooming between gentle skin and soft fur. The Omegan purring was the sweet melody rewarded for his attention, drawing a deep croon from Katsuki in response.
He didn’t even know how long Izuku remained boneless upon the cage floor, thighs twitching and body aching now that they weren’t riding off their mutual high. Every so often the Omega would test their bond with a gentle tug, before settling himself against the bars again when Bakugou grunted in pain.
It had to have been a solid thirty minutes, given his perimeter watch beeped off another passage of an hour. Blearily he realized he missed the one before that too- how long has it been since he came back from the hall?
At last his knot slipped out with a wet ‘pop’, red eyes transfixed from the bubbling of cum immediately spilling forth from the rabbit.
It ran in thick globs down his thighs, pooling beneath him in a hearty sized puddle. It would roll off his clit with each clench of Izuku’s internal muscles, working the excess out as his hips stuttered from the odd sensation. His whimper was outright pathetic as Katsuki tried to soothe him through it.
“I feel so gross.” The rabbit breathed out, the waves of his high steadily receding. Never before had Izuku wished he had access to a groomer than right in this moment. Cum sat on his thighs, matting the fur awkwardly, making it only worse as he attempted to right himself up.
The wet trickle nearly was enough to get Katsuki hard again, his inner Alpha preening at the sight. Yet instead he shook himself out of it. “I’ll bring you some water and something to clean up with.” He said, reaching through the cage to smooth down the hare’s back.
He paid special attention to his shoulderblades, soothing the rabbit with slow strokes. “You good to be left alone for a minute?” Bakugou mumbled, memories of how badly drops can affect Omegs after mating. The wolf only felt comfortable when Izuku managed a weak nod and a smile, turning over his shoulder to make direct eye contact.
“I’ll be okay. Don’t you, uh, have a perimeter check? I heard the beeps.” He muttered, guilt twisting in his gut as the rabbit’s fingers twiddled shamefully together. Seeing that sheepish hesitance didn’t settle well with the Alpha, who leaned forward to rest his forehead to the bars.
Izuku’s presence was certainly appreciated when he returned the gesture, just a hair’s width away. “I’ll be quick- and bring you back a towel or something to help out.”
It would have to be enough, considering he’s left his station for far too long. At least he managed to sneak a quick kiss through the bars as hastily he fixed his vest. His nose was clogged with pheromones, with heat curling in the air- a perimeter check was vital to ensuring nothing happened while he was…preoccupied.
Thank fuck for the fact he didn’t seem to be missed.
There were no notifications about the poachers, no status update requests from his peers, and no outward signs of breaking in on the doors he hastily checked. Katsuki made sure to use a wet towel to wipe the slick off of his mouth and chin, breathing in deep, detecting no chances in the air. (Though admittedly he was still clogged from Izuku.)
Even if it was a quick sweep, he was much more secure in knowing his mate- erm, the rabbits- were safe from potential harm. Katsuki felt comfortable in finally returning to Izuku; who had curled up in the sheets with his hips awkwardly placed over the wet spot he left.
What really sucked, though? He completely forgot about the master key to the cages dangling from his waist.
Well…at least it made it easier for him to swing open the door and clean off the subbed-out rabbit. “Sorry I took so long.” He muttered as the rag swiped over the mess on Izuku’s thighs, before using his fingers and nails to pick out any tangles left in the fur.
The smile upon the hare’s freckles cheeks was so infinitely precious to the hardened wolf- more than making up for his absence as he tenderly wiped the rag over his splayed labia. “And- I’m sorry for jumping you on your heat. It was extremely unprofessional of me, and if you feel the need to report it, I will not hide from the truth.”
Because, wow, really Katsuki? Jumping a rabbit in heat? He could curse himself over the level of savagery and disgust weighing down upon his consciousness. The blonde tuffs atop his head flattened, clearly showing his embarrassment.
It was cute.
Izuku’s warm mouth distracted him from the task as surprisingly strong arms pulled him down into a kiss, only a brief peck of contact until the rabbit burst out into laughter. The outburst was confusing enough to pull Bakugou back, not anticipating such a…response?
Only when Izuku’s laughter died down did he managed to speak out a whispered, “Kacchan,” before smug green eyes tilted up in his direction. “That was only my pre-heat. I was fully in my head when I presented myself to you, and consented the entire time.”
Color painted Bakugou’s cheeks as the laughter kicked up again, especially at the clueless way his jaw hung open. That was only a pre-heat?
“And, if you want to spend the rest of my heat with me, well…I could put in a good word to my owners.” He hopefully supplied, Izuku tucking his lower lip between his teeth in as sultry of a gaze as possible. Somewhere between ‘preheat’ and ‘spend the rest of my heat’, Bakugou’s brain completely shut down.
He was just left looking into a brilliant ray of sunlight speckled in freckles, framed by wild curls and lazy flopped ears.
“That…would be pretty fucking great, actually.”
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Needless to say, Bakugou didn’t hear anything about the poacher until much later in the next day.
Or, therefore, the fact the thief had been scared away by an ‘excessive racket, and what seemed like 'feral snarling’ coming from the Hare unit. The man had come in through the vents just down the hall that fed between the Aviary and showroom.
According to sources, he panicked at the sound of wild noises, before becoming hasty in thinking his cover was already blown.
Nobody could ever really figure out what those noises were.