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beccascribbles · 3 years

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omg I LOVEDDD your manager omegaverse fic, 100000/10 (also an atsumu simp so loved that for me) I was wondering if you could maybe do a similar one with Semi (he does not get enough love) whose mate goes into heat but goes to a different school and he goes to pick her up to take care of her with maybe a dash of harassment from a stranger and he goes sicko mode >< although I understand if this is too similar to the last prompt! anyways, love your writing sm

a/n - ahrgjfofh i’m glad you liked it!! honestly had so much fun writing it mainly because of how much i like the omegaverse dynamic (kind of one of my favourite things to read) and inarizaki. not too similar at all! hope you enjoy (and that you don’t mind i made her a manager for karasuno!)

warnings - harassment (unwanted touching)

Sometimes you were jealous of the couples you would see on your walk to school. While you acknowledged that your situation wasn't the worst (you still lived in the same prefecture), most of the time you felt your relationship was long-distance. It was rare to see Semi during the week, both of your after school times being taken up by volleyball, him as a player and you as a manager. There was the occasional late night meet up, though these were rare (and had not happened recently) as you often fell into a deep sleep as soon as your head touched the pillows on your bed. You looked down at your lock screen, a grin pulling at your lips as Semi's face stared back at you. He was leant against the foot of your bed, his guitar resting in his lap, a notebook open in front of him. The love in his eyes was clear, and it made your heart clench. You missed him, craved his scent, the feel of his arms wrapped around you, more desperately than you ever had before.

"y/n!" yelled a voice, snapping you from your thoughts. You turned to see Sugawara barrelling towards you, his bag hanging loosely from one shoulder. "Wait up. We can walk in together."

You stopped, allowing your friend to catch up. Sugawara grinned over at you, taking note of the distinct purple jacket you were wearing over your uniform. He gave you a playful nudge. “I’d take that off before Kageyama or Hinata see you. They’ll throw a fit, call you a traitor.”

In response, you simply shrugged, wrapping your arms around yourself and inhaling deeply. Semi’s scent was faint, almost non-existent. Sugawara’s scent was more prominent, making a small frown form on your face. It wasn’t that Sugawara didn’t smell nice. In fact, his scent was one of your favourites, calming you when Semi wasn’t present to do so. But Sugawara wasn’t Semi. He wasn’t your mate.

“Hey, earth to y/n!” yelled Sugawara, waving his hand in front of your face. This effectively snapped you from your thoughts, and you shot him a glare.

“What was that for?” you hissed, a low growl escaping from your lips. Looking rather sheepish at your sudden anger, Sugawara avoided your gaze, preferring to gaze at the approaching school gates. Briefly, he considered using his pheromones to soothe you, but something about your glare told him it wouldn’t be appreciated, that the only scent that could do anything was your mate’s.

“You were ignoring me,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his head, eyes frantically searching for a familiar face that might help diffuse the situation. He perked up, waving his arm in the air and calling out, “Daichi! Asahi! Shimizu!”

The group near the front of the school building stopped, turning around and raising their hands to acknowledge his greeting. Sugawara jogged forward, slinging his arm over Asahi’s shoulder. He murmured something to the group, likely a warning, and jerked his head in your direction. Kiyoko seemed to understand the fastest, being an omega herself, and headed towards you, her approach calm.

“Are you feeling okay, y/n?” she greeted, voice gentle and soothing. Her scent was also soft, washing over you pleasantly, easing your tension. You felt yourself relax, and a soft whimper escaped you.

“No,” you breathed, stepping forward and resting your head against her shoulder. Tears pooled in the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill as the longing for Semi hit you again. “I hate it. I just want to be near him. It’s so unfair.”

She reached up, giving your back a reassuring rub as she felt tears dampen her shirt. You let out a sob, your scent souring. A small hiccup escaped your lips and you sniffled, pulling away. Kiyoko held out a tissue for you, her next words a comfort. “Skip practice tonight. Go and see Semi. We can manage without you and I’ll tell you anything important that you miss. The coaches will understand.”

You nodded, a smile brightening your features as you wrapped your arms around her shoulders and pulled her into a tight hug. “Thank you, Kiyoko.”

Despite knowing you were going to see Semi later, the longing you felt, the desire for him, didn’t decrease. As the day dragged on, it got worse, your pheromones spiking at random intervals as if trying to call him to you. Your attempts to dampen your scent were increasingly weakening, to the point where a teacher asked you to meet them outside.

You rose from your desk shakily, legs wobbling. Beads of sweat formed at your forehead, and you swiped it away dismissively. You tugged at your collar, feeling suffocated. The teacher held the door open for you, giving you a concerned look before following you out into the hallway.

“l/n,” she began calmly, “when is your next heat cycle?”

Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to recall the information. It had been a long time since the date had any significant meaning to you. You glanced at the teacher, quietly asking for permission to check your phone. She nodded in response, watching as your eyes widened and you breathed out a quiet, “Shit.”

The teacher’s assumption had been correct, and she could hardly berate you for swearing when the most important thing was to remove you to a safe place. She instructed, “I’ll go into the classroom and collect your things. Do you need my help to go to the medical room or will you be able to go there yourself?”

“It’s only down the hall so I should be fine,” you replied. Your heat had not fully started yet, your head still clear enough to enable you to make decisions, though you were slowly losing the ability to reign your scent in. It filled the hallway, causing the teacher’s nose to wrinkle. She quickly disappeared into the classroom, returning with your things.

“Call someone who can help you on your way there,” she commanded before stepping back into the classroom.

Hands shaking, you clicked on Semi’s contact, immediately pressing down on the call button. He was the only one you wanted to see now. Even if he was in class, you knew he would answer. He would understand it was an emergency. It was an unspoken rule to never call during the school day unless that was the case. The phone rang.

“y/n?” came Semi’s voice through the phone, rich and deep, “are you okay?”

“Eita...” you whimpered, leaning back against the wall, fingers convulsing around the phone. “Eita, I need you.”

“What happened?” he demanded. You sounded desperate, like the only thing you truly desired was him.

“I’m going into heat.”

He froze then, letting out a breath. It had slipped his mind that it was time for your next heat, evidently having slipped from yours too. Dread filled him at the thought of you, alone and defenceless. Anything could happen. His voice was tight when he spoke again. “Where are you? Please tell me you’re going somewhere safe.”

“I’m in the hallway,” you sighed. He let out a low growl at your words, not directed towards you but whoever might come across you. “I’m going to the medical room now.”

“Good,” he said. Through the phone, you could hear him running down the corridor. “I’ll see you there.”

The phone went silent, and you slumped against the wall, a pout on your face. He could have at least said goodbye. Hanging up so abruptly, though the meaning behind it was clear, still made you feel unwanted. The irrational part of your mind insisted that he didn’t want you, and you let out a pitiful whine, beginning to shuffle down the corridor. A tear dribbled down your cheek and you wiped it away angrily. The rational part of your brain knew you were being ridiculous, that Semi had hung up so abruptly to get to you quicker. You reached for the jacket you had folded up and placed in your bag, burying your face in the material and sucking in a deep breath. His scent was faint, but in your heightened state, it smelt more prominent than it had in weeks.

After a few more deep lungfuls of air, you began to shuffle down the corridor towards the medical room. A sudden pungent scent caused you to snap to attention, head jerking to the side as your eyes fell on a young alpha hovering in a doorway. Their body was tense, their gaze fixed on you. You froze under the attention, attempting fruitlessly to reign your scent back in. The alpha’s nostrils flared and they took a step forward, eyes shining with desire. Your whole body went tense, dread creeping up your spine. As you took a hurried step back, you felt your legs buckle, barely managing to catch yourself on the wall.

The alpha lunged forward, hands hitting the wall either side of your head as they leaned in, taking in a deep breath. They leaned forward, letting out a low growl as their nose traced the scent gland at your neck. You stayed still, breathing shallow, as their face buried into your neck, hoping that if you remained still they would lose interest. It was foolish of you to entertain this idea, knowing that the scent of an omega in heat was intoxicating, made weak and young alpha’s lose all sense of reason.

“Please,” you whimpered, hands going up to press against their chest, attempting to push them away from you. They simply growled, pushing closer to you, one hand bracing the wall while the other wrapped around your waist, fingers digging into skin. “Please let me go.”

It was pathetic, the way your heat made you weak. What was more pathetic was the way something as simple as an omega’s scent could make an alpha lose all sense of reason. As the alpha released their pheromones, the scent weakening you, making you dizzy, all you could do was whimper.

“Eita,” you whined, voice high-pitched and breathy. The desperation was clear in your voice, clearer by the way you weakly struggled against them. Your leg kicked out, landing a feeble strike to their shin. Still, they didn’t pull away. “Help me.”

It was those two words that filled Semi’s ears as he rounded the corner, slightly out of breath and panting from his run to Karasuno. The first thing that hit him was your scent, the second that of the alpha who had found you. He scanned the corridor for you, eyes immediately falling on your cowering figure. You pleaded helplessly with the alpha in front of you. The alpha wasn’t listening, ignoring the slight sourness to your scent, the wretched edge to your voice.

Semi’s lips curled upward, baring his teeth as a growl ripped from deep within him, the sound loud and threatening. His pheromones exploded outward, launching through the air and assaulting the younger alpha’s senses, causing them to release a choked groan. The other alpha’s head turned towards him, fighting against the more powerful alpha’s scent and growling in return.

“I found her first,” they declared. To punctuate their point, they placed a kiss to the scent gland in your neck, their teeth grazing the sensitive sink. You flinched away, fixing Semi with a helpless look, your whole body shaking with despair and disgust. Another alpha had dared to touch you in such an intimate way. The act was audacious, ignorant to the way you’d called for another alpha and the intimidating presence of that other alpha at the end of the hallway. It was this act that caused Semi to snap, his whole world focusing in on one point. It was the alpha in front of him.

He lunged forward, tackling them to the floor as his hands wrapped around the other alpha’s neck and his legs pinned the other alpha to the floor, keeping their arms trapped. He pressed his weight down on their wrists, a satisfied smirk overtaking his face at the slight cracking sound. As his hands tightened around their neck, the smirk widened, finding a sadistic delight in the choked grunt that escaped the young alpha’s mouth.

“Stay the fuck away from my mate,” he growled, shaking their limp body slightly. “You fucking piece of shit.”

Their mouth opened uselessly, attempting to speak even as they struggled to draw breath. Semi lifted their head up, slamming it back down on the floor with a loud thump. His voice was sharp as he spat, “Keep your fucking mouth shut. I don’t want to hear a word from your filthy mouth, you pathetic excuse for an alpha.”

He finally released the alpha, his hands imprinted on their neck in a ring of red. He stood up, leering over the alpha. “Get the fuck out of my sight.”

They scrambled upwards, taking off down the corridor, their scent reeking of the bitter tang of fear. Semi didn’t spare them another glance, immediately crossing the distance between you and pulling you into his arms, pressing your head to the scent gland in his neck as he brushed his wrist up and down your body. You pressed yourself firmer against him, arms wrapping around his slender waist to hold him tighter. He felt tears dampen his skin, letting out another low growl.

"Fucking piece of shit," he grumbled, holding you closer. His hands slid down to rest at the top of your thighs and the slight squeeze he gave them communicated what he intended. Semi lifted you up, your legs locking around his waist and arms around his neck. A distressed whine escaped your lips as you nuzzled in closer, taking comfort in his scent. "It's okay, y/n. I've got you."

He wanted to berate you, anything to ease the tension that still locked his muscles together. He couldn't do that to you though. While you should have been aware of your heat, it was also his responsibility as your alpha to be aware of this information. He could hardly scold you for what had happened in the corridor. That was the fault of that other alpha. The very thought of it made his blood boil, and he pressed his nose into your hair, drawing in another deep breath of your scent. It reassured him that you were there, that you were safe.

"Want to go home with you," you mumbled, hot breath tickling the sensitive skin of his neck. He knelt awkwardly, keeping his balance as he picked up your bag from the floor, slinging the strap over his shoulder.

"Okay," he soothed, voice gentle as he strengthened his own scent to stiffle your own, hoping to avoid attracting any other foolish alphas. "I'll take you home."

"Don't leave me, Eita," you whimpered. "Need you."

"I would never leave you," he said, brushing a gentle kiss to the top of your head, thumb rubbing calming circles into your thigh. A pleased purr rumbled through your body at his words, and a satsified smile took over Semi's expression. "We'll be home soon, okay?"

"Okay."

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sugamamacustard · 3 years

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After hours

Pairing: Alpha! Eita Semi x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Rintaro Suna x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Osamu Miya x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Atsumu Miya x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Kentaro Kyoutani

Genre: NSFW, crack-y

Request: AHHH thank you for writing my “I want a baby” request 🥺🥺 okay but like what about nsfw texts with alpha semi, ushi, Suna, Miya twins, and mad dog

Summary: Some spicy messages between you and your alpha~

Author’s Note: I love, love, love writing sm! Au’s and they’re super easy to write especially in my between my class breaks.

Requests: Open!

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hidden-otaku-stuff · 3 years

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Different but the Same (epilogue)

tw: mentions of drinking, bad coping mechanisms, jealousy/envy

Word count: 1.8k

Rating: R18+/M

Omegaverse AU, Rating: 18+/M

Pairings: Iwaizumi x fem!reader, Ushijima x fem!reader

Summary: An unexpected encounter at the Inter-High tournament tossed you into a whirlwind. Being tugged between two males, two different packs, who will reign supreme in this battle for your heart?

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“...I can’t return your feelings.” She hesitated. “No matter how much I feel drawn to you, my love for Hajime will always be stronger and it isn’t fair to you or him to take you on as my mate.”

“I understand.”

Everything hurt.

A sudden gust of wind blew the scent of pine over to the two, drawing their eyes to Iwaizumi who was standing by the chain-link fence. “Thank you for allowing me to be the Omega for your pack, Ushijima-san.” He winced at the formalities. “I wish you luck in your future endeavours.”

Ushijima gave her a stiff nod, grasping her hand softly. He pressed his lips to her knuckles. “Thank you for your kindness, (Name).”

She gave him a soft smile, nodding at him before escaping from his grasp like water that trickled down cupped hands. The Omega made her way over to Iwaizumi who opened his arms to her. Stepping into them, Ushijima watched as Iwaizumi’s hands fell onto her waist, pulling her flush against him as he pressed the gentlest of kisses to her forehead.

*****

Wakatoshi Ushijima would always remain in some facet of their lives. She finished the season out with the Shiratorizawa pack, letting their mark fade and leaving a faint scar. On some days, she could feel a lingering ghost of emotion through it, typically more intense emotions after events like when he lost his first professional match. Since the accidental bonding, they’d had a frank discussion about what had happened. He understood her decision, though it had broken his heart. Ushijima never did find another Omega like her. Later, he ended up marking and mating with an Omega he had met while traveling with his professional team, but there were some nights, when he looked at the sky and thought about the strawberry Omega that had slipped away from him.

Iwaizumi and (Name) both ended up at the same university, both studying some form of sports. Iwaizumi studied sport medicine while she studied sport management with a focus on marketing. This, and the fact that Oikawa played volleyball professionally still, kept them in the loop of the going-ons of volleyball. All three of their fates would forever intertwine with volleyball. The summer after they graduated, Iwaizumi and (Name) got married, with invites extending to both the Aoba Johsai and Shiratorizawa packs. Though she didn’t maintain the mark, the Omega was still always included in Shiratorizawa annual reunions having won their hearts all those years ago. It wasn’t unheard of for both the teams to host reunion plans because of that. Since it was rare for Ushijima to go due to his intense schedule, they never really worried about it but whenever they encountered the Apex Alpha, they were always cordial.

*****

Gravel crackled under their feet as they went through the pristine white gates, heading to one such gathering. A firm hand laid on her hip, the other occupied with a smaller hand. In her arm was a tray of onigiri, her other hand also similarly occupied with an even smaller hand. “Hey, (Name)! Welcome back to Japan!”

A dazzling smile made its way to her face as she greeted her old friend. “Well, well, if it isn’t Semi Eita,” she teased. The child on her left, Daitan, held her hands out to the former setter, begging to be carried. “It’s so great to be home.”

A few years ago, Iwaizumi had moved them out to California for an internship, and that’s where their children had been born. They’d only just gotten back to Japan a year ago.

“Oh wow, you’re getting so big Princess!” He picked up the toddler, spinning her around in greeting.

“Eita, be careful.” Besides him was his mate, Jen, a lovely Alpha that (Name) had introduced him to from one of her college classes.

“I’ll be back, love,” Iwaizumi’s gruff voice whispered in her ear, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips before he slipped off with their son, Arakan, to join his pack-mates.

“Uncle Tendou!” Her daughter squirmed in Semi’s arms, reaching out to the red-haired middle blocker as he suddenly appeared at Semi’s shoulder.

“Well well well! If it isn’t my little darling,” Tendou cheered, scooping the child out of Semi’s arms as he ran away.

“There goes my children and husband,” (Name) chuckled, turning back to Semi and his mate. “How have you two been? I haven’t seen you guys since last Christmas.” He shrugged, a mischievous smile on his face as he placed a hand on his mate’s stomach. (Name)’s mouth dropped, “no, you aren’t!” They both nodded, glee on their faces.

“Twins too!” Semi chirped. His mate playfully shoved him.

“I don’t know how you manage to wrangle those two together. I’m so nervous for when these two little pups join us.” Jen rolled her eyes. “They keep me up at all hours of the night, and I get to send him on all types of late-night craving runs.”

“Mommy, mommy!” A loud cry pierced the air as Daitan scrambled to her side, begging for the Omega’s attention. A laugh slipped from her lips as (Name) scooped her daughter up, letting her rest against the hip. “Uncle Oikawa is being mean to me!” The tanned setter appeared from the path that the toddler cleared, panting. Glancing around, she noticed Tendou preoccupied with another female.

“I did not!”

“Did too! He took the ball from me and wouldn’t teach me how to set.”

The other former third-years of Aoba Johsai followed the child, jumping in as they made fun of the former captain. Semi and the two Omegas simply laughed at his reddening face. Iwaizumi came over, his hand holding tightly onto the hand of the older male toddler, who had his father’s disposition. His hand found its way to his mate’s waist again, gripping it softly as he pressed a sweet kiss to her cheek. A cry from the boy had (Name) lifting Arakan onto the other side of her hip.

****

His thundering footsteps were followed by softer ones. Her hand clutched at his, nails digging in as a citrus scent bittered in apprehension. It had been years since he had seen his pack-mates, and it had been years since his Omega had met them. The only encounter they had at their wedding had been brief. “You’ll be okay.” His deep voice filled the stagnant air as they walked under the arch. Ushijima Kei, his Omega, pursed her lips at his words but remained silent. As they entered, a warm strawberry scent overwhelmed him instantly. A sigh—almost one of relief—escaped him as his eyes wandered. His jaw relaxed as they found her. Kei’s brown eyes narrowed slightly at his reaction, noticing where his gaze fell. Citrus bittered even more at it, unnoticed by Ushijima.

“Wakatoshi!” The spell broke as his attention was brought back to Earth, an arm thrown around his shoulder. “It’s been so long!”

“Hello Tendou.”

Tendou’s wide smile filled his face as he looked beyond Ushijima, his other arm supporting a young girl. “And this must be your lovely wife, Kei! You look as lovely as you did on your wedding day.” The child squirmed in his arms; Ushijima could faintly catch the smell of strawberries on her. “Off you go darling! You should go bother Oikawa,” he grinned, placing the child down as he gently pushed her in the direction of the setter. He turned back to the couple who watched as the toddler ran off. Oikawa’s loud exclamation filled the air as he scooped the child into a hug.

“Hello again, Tendou. I hope you’re well.” They continued to make small talk as they made their way to the table of food. Ushijima wanted to pick up a bottle of beer but reached for sparkling water instead. Due to his rigorous training schedule, he wasn’t allowed to enjoy small luxuries like that. As he opened the bottle to sip at it, his gaze wandered back onto her. The way the golden rays bathed her made her look like a goddess to him, almost as pretty as Aphrodite in the Greek myths of old. Her laugh tugged at his heartstrings.

The bitter citrus scent became stiflingly warm.

“Are you okay?” Ushijima’s gaze shifted back to his Omega, who looked uncomfortable. She shook her head, telling him that there was nothing wrong. He hummed in response. Olive eyes spotted Goshiki. “I’ll be back,” he promised, making his way towards his kouhai. Kei let out a noise of discontent, eyes flitting back to the other Omega. Tendou’s gaze followed hers, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“Do you know (Name)-chan?”

Kei froze, doe-eyes blinking at Tendou. She stammered in response as Tendou grinned benevolently.

“Don’t worry! She was just our lovely Omega manager in our third-year of high school.”

Hesitation filled her, citrus scorching his nose. “Wakatoshi seems...taken..with her.”

“I’m not surprised,” Tendou hummed, sipping at his beer. “They were courting at one point.” He tilted his bottle at (Name) as they watched Iwaizumi rejoin her side. “They’d both marked her at one point, but she ended up choosing Iwaizumi instead.”

Kei’s mouth ran dry, fist clenching at her side. “I see..”

They surveyed the couple as the Omega’s laugh carried to them. She watched as (Name) picked up her children. Kei grabbed Tendou’s beer, finishing it off for him as his eyebrows raised at her actions.

She and Ushijima had been married for years now, having met at one of his practice matches. As a sports medic, she had taped up his fingers when he had accidentally hurt himself serving and since then, he’d started courting her. A loud hiss sliced through the tense, stale air as another beer was opened and downed.

They had never once talked about having pups. Nor had he ever mentioned his past, let alone the fact that he had courted and marked another woman.

Her eyes wandered back to her mate, watching his expression. Tendou couldn’t help following her gaze, sighing as he shook his head at his best friend.

Olive eyes were transfixed on the Omega and her children. Ushijima’s heart had both warmed and cracked at the scene. He had always imagined that she would make a wonderful mother. He just wished that it was his pups that she was carrying. Another pang of envy slipped through him as her (e/c) eyes drifted and met his olive ones. A small smile, meant only for him. Smaller, dark brown eyes swiveled to look at what her mother was smiling at. A tiny fist waved at him, a wide smile that reminded him of her appeared on the toddler’s face. If only he hadn’t let himself get lost along the way, perhaps he could have had a chance. After all, he wasn’t too different from Iwaizumi, was he?

*****

Fun facts:

Arakan means worthy one, hero

Daitan means daring, bold one

Kei means reverence, rapture

*****

A/N: Holy fuck y’all. I deadass have been working on this for months. If I’m being honest, it was up in the air of who she was going to end up with. Thank you for joining me in this monster of a self-indulgent A/B/O read. I love this type of dynamic, and I was honestly struggling to find good content so might as well, y’know?

How are we feeling? Is this what you expected? What was your favourite part about DBTS?

Please, spam my ask-box with your thoughts/comments/ideas. God I’m so emotional just posting this asdfghjkl

Just like for Lockscreens, I will be permanently opening DBTS Supplements! Feel free to send in your suggestions, ideas, and/or questions about their future.

If you have any comments about their past, please send them my way too! I’m slowly working on a prequel for DBTS featuring Iwaizumi and (Name).

Major shout-out to everyone who has been reading from the beginning, to everyone who has joined throughout the journey, and especially to @newfriendjen (aka Semi’s mate) for always beta-reading for me and for letting me bounce ideas off of her!

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brittledame · 4 years

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Pairing: Semi Eita x Reader

Warnings: Explicit, A/B/O-verse, Knotting, Creampie, Biting, Marking, Scenting, Blow jobs, locker room sex

Word Count: 7k

Summary: Semi's temper got the best of him during practice when Shirabu almost accidentally serves a ball straight into their manager. Both you and the team are worried about the older setter, but don't know what's going on with him. Unknowingly, you stumble upon Semi after his shower whilst doing chores in the empty change rooms. Semi shows you exactly what has been driving him crazy the past week. Unknowingly, you stumble upon Semi after his shower whilst doing chores in the empty change rooms. Semi shows you exactly what has been driving him crazy the past week.

Series: Part 1 of 2 (Part 2 here)

Now, you were not known for being over-dramatic, nor were you known for over exaggerating things. So, when you say aloud, “Semi has been very moody lately…” The team were beyond the point of pulling hair out in pure frustration over said male.

Safe to say, Eita is known to be a little hot headed, but when it came to anything involving Shirabu, he seemed to devolve into the human equivalent of a hair-pin trigger. Prior to whatever had triggered Eita’s down-right nasty attitude, any off-hand comments from the younger setter would at most elicit a scowl and a quick-fire jab in return.

Now though? You watched in abject horror as the situation unraveled faster than a poorly tied rope. Just as the coach had stepped out to get more paperwork for you to look over and discuss the advancements the boys have made over the past week, a ball ricocheted over in your direction, close enough for you to feel a breeze caress your cheeks.

“What in the ever-loving fuck Shirabu? I know that you have more control over your piss-poor serves than that!” Semi seethed as he marched over towards the partially stunned brunette.

Shirabu’s usually placid façade quickly evaporated into thin air as the distance between them rapidly shortened, instead it was replaced with a scowl that even had Goshiki widen his eyes and beat a hasty retreat.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” Shirabu sarcastically replies, “I’ve just been a little distracted that someone has been riding my ass for the past week, so I’m sorry that I’m not performing at my best.”

Before Semi could place his hands on the shorter male, Reon and Tendou intercepted him. The latter male chucked a gangly arm across the seething setter’s shoulders, much to Semi’s evident annoyance. Reon placed a calming hand on Shirabu’s shoulder and you were relieved to see the second year’s shoulders relax slightly at the comforting touch.

“Now, now! I hardly think throwing hands with a second year is going to help whatever is going with you Eita,” Tendou wagged his finger in the air as he continued chiding Semi. “You’ll scare off poor ol’ Manager-chan if you keep up your snarling.”

You tensed up at the mention of your role. You hadn’t moved a muscle since the ball came flying your way, which honestly is a normal hazard of being manager to a power-house team. If you couldn’t handle a misfired ball here-and-there then how could you honestly function working with the rambunctious volleyball team?

You slide your eyes over to Semi, only to find he was already staring at you with dark eyes. A spark shoots down your spine, making your fingertips tingle at the sensation. You quickly break eye contact and look over to the left where Shirabu was standing quietly sulking.

“It’s fine Shirabu, it didn’t hit me, and besides,” you grin at him, “even if it did hit me, it would never trump that one time Ushijima spiked one straight into my face.”

Chuckles broke out across the group of boys, thankfully shattering the tense atmosphere. Forever missing the point, Ushijima bows and gives another apology to you while you wave him off and laugh at his serious expression. Meanwhile, Tendou steered Semi off to the side, well away from the boys now playfully teasing the ever stoic Wakatoshi.

“Honestly though dude, you’ve been stinking up the place lately. Are you really alright? And don’t brush me off again.” Tendou’s light tone turned serious, revealing to Semi just how badly his badly managed temper has effected those around him. “Is this an alpha issue or…?”

Semi rubbed at his eyes and sighed heavily .

“I’m-I’m dealing with it. I’m sorry that I’ve been a bit aggressive lately,” he said tiredly. Maybe his rut was coming a week sooner than he had anticipated, he’s never felt so on edge, especially when you were in the vicinity.

A sharp whistle cut through the air, causing a few of the younger years to wince, with the third years sighed at the loss of their short break. Practice goes back into full swing, the scene quickly forgotten as Washijou barks out commands and demands laps as retribution when they fail to satisfy him. You yourself couldn’t ruminate any longer on Semi’s apparent bad temper lately as you rush to fill in the sheets Washijou handed you and keep up with the team’s moves.

All too soon, practice was called to an end. A few whoops from the more energetic boys sounded at the whistle, but it seemed like most of the boys were exhausted from this particular practice session. The heavy mix of sweat and pheromones was enough to make you wrinkle your nose. Even after all these years you’d think that you would get used to the smell of a couple dozen alphas and betas and the occasional omega stinking up the enclosed area.

As per usual, all the members gathered around the coaches and waited for the hazing critiques coach Washijou was sure to dish out. It seemed that poor Goshiki suffered the brunt of the harsh comments, looking for all the world like he was trying not to cry. Reon and Yamagata moved closer to the first year and gave a few encouraging pats on the back, once Washijou had moved onto his next victim. Shirabu shook his head at the scene. Guiltily, you kind of understood the sentiment.

One had to be able weather all sorts of scathing critiques and comments to last long on this team. There’s a reason most omega’s don’t stay long on the team, most pushed to tears and dropping off the team before they could make a whole term. You were the longest standing omega team member and that was purely driven by spite to prove to Washijou that you weren’t a “waste of space” as he once so kindly called you.

Sliding your eyes over to Semi, you were shocked to find the dark-tipped ash blonde male already staring at you with burning eyes. Locking eyes for all of a second, he quickly looked down at the floor, tightly clutching at his towel. He was still wiping the sweat off of his brow, chest heaving as he tries to draw cool air into his tired lungs. Trying to be subtle, you scent the air, trying to locate Semi’s unique musk under the many layers of scents in the gym, but like always you couldn’t push past the reek of teenager’s sweat.

After the short intermission, he really threw himself into his serves and sets. The force he hit every ball caused a knot of something to settle in your abdomen. You couldn’t help but wonder what it’d feel like if he’d used that same force on your –

“ – and that’s all for today. I expect you all to improve on those points within the next week or you will be riding pine for however long I desire. Understand?” You gulped as you were ripped out of your dirty thoughts for a guy that wouldn’t even give you a second glance.

A resounding “Yes!” signaled the end of another day’s worth of work. Everyone started filing off towards the showers, hoping to get one of the few stalls that had decent water pressure. Thankfully, hot water was a non-issue with the mountain-load of funding appointed to the high-ranking team, otherwise it’d be a blood bath.

Steeling your nerves, you sought Semi out. You spot him standing near the entrance of the hallway leading to the locker rooms, talking animatedly to a smiling Reon. You really didn’t want to interrupt the conversation between the two alphas but you needed to talk to Semi about his attitude problem. Anymore days like today and you’re not sure if Washijou will hesitate to chuck Semi to the curb, irregardless of the power the setter brought to the court.

Thankfully you didn’t have to awkwardly catch Semi’s attention. You caught Reon’s eye and gave him an awkward wave, he nodded at you and said his goodbye to the bewildered setter. You always did love Reon’s fatherly nature, you’d have to treat him to his favourite meal of mackerel cooked in miso as a thank you sometime soon.

Semi froze when he met your eyes and you tried to not show any hesitance as you addressed him.

“Hey, I just wanted to ask about what’s up with you lately. I know it’s not exactly easy to talk about that kind of stuff to the team but…” Semi watches as you nervously tug at a piece of your hair. “You can talk to me if you want, I’d be more than happy to at least listen to anything that’s been on your mind lately.”

Semi bit his lip, eyes cast off to the side in (what you hope is) contemplation. His eyebrows furrow as you notice him scent the air, obviously displeased with what he smells, as his entire face tightens.

“I’m fine. Thanks for the offer though.” He says in clipped tones, turning away from you.

Panicking, you grab his wrist to stop him. This turned out to be the worst possible choice, as Semi’s entire body freezes. You hold your breath, not wanting to fuck up this situation more so than you already have. A short eternity passes before he brusquely shakes off your loosened grip and stalks off towards the lockers, not breathing another word to you.

Hurt, you twist your hands together. Wow, you managed to piss off one of the hottest guys in your year in less than a minute, that has to be new record. Shit, maybe he was disgusted that an unmated omega near her heat touched him? No, that wasn’t likely. Semi wasn’t one of those uptight pretentious alphas that dominated Shiratorizawa's halls, in fact he was quite sociable and friendly when he was off the court.

On the court he had a one-track mind and an itch to show the team that just because he was benched doesn’t mean he had nothing to bring to the table. It was something you greatly admired about the male, asides from his jaw-dropping physique that you had the pleasure of viewing a handful of times during the hottest days in the summer.

Still spiraling into your self-made pit of despair, you listlessly set off to complete the rest of the chores assigned to you before it got too late. You usually were the last to leave for the night, so you had the keys for lock up jingling noisily in your pocket as you drop off your annotated charts and completed stats to coach Washijou’s office. On the way back, you drop by the laundry room and sort out some of the player bibs and towels needing to be washed from the ones needing to be folded up for use the next day.

Usually you can find some enjoyment in these menial tasks, as it allows you to ruminate in your thoughts or hum a new song that’s stuck in your head, but today you finish your chores in silence. You fail to not over-analyse Semi’s new apparent distaste for your presence this past week. He was usually more than amicable towards you, popping up to offer a helping hand at random times, and offering to help carry some heavy course material when he spots you struggling in the hallways.

Sighing, you set down the last folded towel on top of the pile needing to be delivered to the locker room. You have no idea what’s gotten into him recently, but it has nothing to do with anything alpha-related, as you’ve spent many times together in the days leading up to his rut and he’s never been this adverse to your touch before.

Physically shaking the thought from your head, you straighten yourself up and check the time. Great, it was late enough that none of the boys should still be in the locker room, so you could deliver the pile of towels, go back to your dorm and sulk for the rest of the night.

The hallways were empty and silent now that the boys were more than likely filed up for dinner. Cautious, you give a precautionary knock just in case someone was loitering around instead of rushing out like the others. At the lack of response, you swing open the door and begin to place the towels around the room and sort the dirty laundry into the right washing bins.

Lost in the monotony of your everyday motions, you missed the padding footfalls leaving the showers. Eita stood there in shock when he saw your figure bent over the washing bins, left to the lockers. He cursed his luck (his misfortune, he corrects) of having the one person in the school that Eita couldn't bare to lose control around alone with him. Already he could feel his tenuous grasp on his self-restraint slipping as he observes your clueless form sort out laundry.

Sniffing at the air, Eita could scent nothing but you in the air now that there was no one else around and he could feel his dick twitch at the thought. For fuck’s sake he already went above and beyond to avoid you today and the team after that disastrous practice. He even stayed behind to rub a quick one out in the empty showers, thinking about your soft skin against his.

As Eita stood behind you, lost in his turbulent thoughts, you stand up and turn around, meeting the half-naked setter's eyes. He looks just as shocked as you, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted, failing to say anything.

You can’t help your eyes as they take in his almost nude form, feeling almost envious at the white fluffy towel hiding his modesty from your view. Water droplets fall from his partially dried, tousled hair onto his pectorals and trace translucent trails down his tight abdomen and disappearing into the towel. Your mouth dries at the sight Semi makes before you, a casual sort of attractiveness that models strive to perfect.

Amused, Eita watches you rake your eyes over his form. He’s humble enough to know he looks pretty damn good for an eighteen year old, but he still preens under your appreciative look. Licking your lips unconsciously, you once again meet his eyes, fire clashing with fire.

'Oh god, keep it in your pants!' You admonished yourself. 'The poor guy is just trying to get dressed and here you are eye fucking him, for shame!'

Blushing heavily, you turn your gaze downwards. Eita gnaws at the inside of his cheeks at the sight of your embarrassed form. If this goes down the same track Eita’s illicit thoughts had journeyed down not that long ago, Eita is going to make an embarrassment of himself.

Throwing all caution to the wind, Eita mumbles a rough “fuck it” as he marches towards your prone form. Refusing to look up at him, you petulantly turn your head away from him. Semi huffs at the act and instead draws your head up with a crooked finger under your chin. You forgot how to breathe for a moment as you met his heated gaze. God, that look alone was enough to make you shiver and feel slick start gathering in your panties.

Eita chuckled at the wide-eyed expression on your face. “Don’t look so surprised. You’re the one person who could make me lose my mind like this, and you’re all alone with me at the worst possible moment.”

It’s at that moment that you’re hit with a wall of pure alpha scent, unsullied by any of the other’s pheromones or sweat. The smell of coconut body wash mixed with his natural musk, along with sharp undertones of bergamot, overwhelmed your senses. You whimpered at connotation of such a scent, Semi was interested in you – very interested.

‘Maybe he’s close to a rut, that’s why he’s acting like this. Of course he’d be like this around an unmated omega.’ The thought was sobering and practically kills your mood.

Drawing away from the stunning male, you shake your head. “No, you’re close to a rut, that's why you're acting like this. You just want an omega to warm your bed. Any omega will do.”

You had too much self-respect to waste any time or emotion trying to play into your number one fantasy of Semi actually reciprocating your feelings and wanting to fuck you, only to find out he was just looking to get his dick wet for the night.

“That’s not true and you know it,” Semi spits out between clenched teeth, drawing you back into him. “I’ve wanted to be with you romantically since first year. You’d have to have been blind to miss it.”

Offended, you rear up and scowl at him. “I’m not getting into bed with you because your horny mouth spits out some flattery. I know for a fact you don’t see me in that way, the past few days is proof of that!”

“Have you listened to a single word I’ve said? I've been dealing with so much sexual frustration lately because all I can think about is all the different positions I could fuck you in and mark up that soft skin of yours.” A flush of heat rolls through your body at his words.

“Lately, I’ve felt so out of control around you. I really don’t want to fuck up and lose our friendship.” He finishes, whispering the words into your hair.

Okay, so Semi has also been struggling with the same feelings you’ve been fighting back with a stick since first year, that's relieving. It’s sweet that Semi regarded your friendship so highly that he wouldn’t risk a potential mishap like this to fuck it up. The thought warms you in a way different to before.

“We’re such idiots,” you huff, burying your face into his chest. “I’ve liked you for awhile now as well. I just thought you'd always regard me in a platonic way. Kind of funny now that I think about it.” You slowly inhale, drawing in his soothing scent, as Semi wrapped his arms around you.

“Satori once commented that if there was anymore sexual tension between us, he expected us to spontaneously start fucking on the floor like animals.” Semi chuckled, tightening his grip minutely.

You hum thoughtfully. “Nah, I always imagined our first time either in one of our dorms or against the lockers.”

Looking up, you had the pleasure of watching a delicious-looking blush coat Semi’s cheeks at your teasing tone. Bring his hand up, he cups your cheeks and swipes his thumb gently under your eye, while the other draws circles over your hip. You tip your head back and relish in the feeling of his soft touches.

“Oh, really now?” He lowly teased back. “Why don’t we try it then?”

Semi releases your cheek, winds his arms around your waist and picks you up, walking you towards the very same lockers that had a starring role in your midnight fantasies. You have no idea who initiated the kiss, but your lips collided together just before your back was pressed against the cold metal.

You didn’t feel fireworks going off in the background, nor little birds start singing at your first kiss, but good god, did he make you feel light as a feather and make your heart all fluttery. Without thinking, you hook your legs around his torso and wind your fingers through his still-damp hair.

His lips were surprisingly soft and so very plush, you could easily get addicted to kissing Semi. You waited until the last possible second before you drew back for breath, panting against his lips for a moment, before diving right back in.

Out of nowhere, Semi roughly nips at your bottom lip and you gasp in response. He doesn't hesitate as he slides his tongue between the seam of your pink lips and entangle your tongues together. Moaning, you draw your trimmed nails down his naked back, blindly taking in each ridge and ripple of muscle of his toned physique. Semi's body trembles at the sensation.

This time Semi was the one to pull back with a gasp, burying his head in the crook of your neck, panting heavily.

“Do that again and I’ll really lose it.” His growl shot straight down to your core. You decide to tempt fate and really push Semi’s buttons, excited to see how far he’ll take it. You grind down onto his growing erection, while simultaneously raking your nails down his back hard enough to leave pink trails of irritated skin.

Semi almost immediately bucked up into up and moaned aloud. That moan alone was enough for slick to start pouring out of you, not to mention the dark look the alpha gives you.

“I warned you.” He says lowly, tone heavy with a dark promise.

Without letting you catch your breath, he dives back down to your mouth, kissing and nipping you with fervour that left you dizzy. Without thinking, you grind onto him, your core clenching on nothing as it grinds against Semi’s rigid length.

You couldn’t wait to see Semi’s cock, you had your guesses on what it might look like, maybe it was average size with above average girth, or maybe it was a little on the longer side, enough so that it could reach depths unexplored by your wondering fingers.

Well you always were the one to take advantage of any situation you were placed in and this one was no different to any other. Disconnecting your lips, a thin string of saliva connects the two of you snaps as you draw away and unhook your legs from around his back. Gliding out of his grasp, you slide your back down the lockers.

“Whoa, what are you doi-?” Grabbing his hips, you swing him so that his back was flat against the lockers and swiftly removed the infernal piece of fabric. The sight before you was drool-worthy, a cause to rub your thighs together to try and relieve the itch to just grab his dick and just cram it up inside of you – prep be damned. Instead, you just gawk at his dick, watching it twitch up against his stomach as Semi gives you a curious look.

It was of average thickness, but the length? That was well above average. The sight of a throbbing vein on along the right side of his cock caught your attention and god would that feel absolutely heavenly inside of you. If you were on the fence before, you now decided not to leave this room until you get the dicking down you deserve from putting up with his hormonal bullshit for the past week.

Licking your lips, you make eye contact with Semi as you grasp his dick and place the tip at the seam of your mouth. You absolutely adore the passionate heat in his gaze, giving him a slight smirk as you deliver a few small kitten licks to his tip.

“Stop playing around, gorgeous. I know exactly how skilled that tongue is.” Shivering at the demand, you close your eyes as you slowly make your way down his shaft. While you don’t regret showing the boys your odd talent of tying cherry stems with just your tongue, it seems to have come back to bite you in ass.

Unsurprisingly, you’re not able to fit the entirety of his cock in your mouth before you draw back for a moment before starting a faster pace. It only took a few tries before you could fit his entire length in your mouth, moaning when you feel it hit your oesophagus. You were eternally grateful for your lack of gag reflex, you would hate to ruin this life changing moment by chucking up on the poor guy.

Remembering the vein, you seek it out with your tongue and rub against it, appreciating the fact that you could literally feel how fast Semi’s heart was beating.

Groaning, he threaded a calloused hand through your loose locks and gave an occasional tug whenever you did something exceptional. You increase the sucking pressure and encouraged Semi to thrust up into you mouth by pressing his hips towards you. Receiving the message loud and clear, Semi set up his own fast pace, rolling his hips back and forth, almost overwhelming you.

Wanting to get back some control, you gently scrape your teeth down his shaft as he pulls out. Semi’s body immediately started trembling as he groaned aloud. Pulling at your hair, he tries to suppress the orgasm building quickly up in his abdomen. He would rather die than have a premature orgasm, he’s waited so long to have you like this, and he’ll be damned if your sinfully skilled tongue pushes him of the edge a lot sooner than he’d like.

Pulling your mouth off his slick dick by your hair, you whine at the loss, while he pants slightly. “I am not cumming in that pretty mouth of yours before I get to fuck you properly.”

Not even a moment later, Semi had you by the waist and splayed out on the – thankfully – cushioned bench. He stands there for a moment, committing to memory the sight of your pink cheeks, spit-slick chin and heaving chest.

“It’s not really fair that I’m naked and here you are all modest.” Bending over you, Semi tugs at your shirt. “Be a good girl and take this off for me?”

Your mind filled with static at his words, a wave of heat burning through you at the nickname the alpha gave you. Without thinking, you quickly strip out of your managerial clothes, not even trying to be sexy as you rush to slip off the maroon polo shirt and black shorts. Once you reach your undergarments, you pause, looking up at the alpha.

‘Thank god I wore a matching set today.’ You belatedly think. A quick glance at your plain black cotton bra and panties, with a tasteful amount of lace covering the fabric and peeking over the side. You judge it adequate enough for tonight. Not that you left your room this morning thinking anyone was going to see them, but still grateful for the choice, nonetheless.

He grins at the slight sign of submission, his inner alpha pleased at the silent question. Semi’s eyes swept over your nearly bare form, teeth buried in his lip as he takes in smooth skin that seems to go on endlessly, eyes pausing over the strips of black fabric covering your modesty.

Sitting on the bench, he gestured you over to him, watching intensely as you move towards him and throw a leg over his lap to straddle his thick thighs. He runs his fingertips from your throat, through the valley of your breasts, and stopped them just at the edge of your panties, fiddling with the lace there.

“Do you have anything on tomorrow?” He asks mildly, catching you off guard. You gave him a confused look and shake your head. Tomorrow was Saturday, the one day that was safe from coach Washijou’s back-breaking fitness regime, and no one had anything school-related to do tomorrow either.

Pleased Semi ducks down and hums in your ear. “Then I don’t suppose you’d mind if I mark you up a bit, right?” You felt your breath rush out of your lungs, failing to return.

“Go ahead.” You said breathlessly. You could feel the alpha chuckle from where he was pressed up against you.

“Good.”

You grasp at his biceps as he starts to suck a mark just under your ear, pausing to inspect it before giving a pleased hum and moving to suck another one along the column of your unblemished neck. He pays special attention to the major scent gland based just a few centimetres down from your ear. Sharp canines scrape across the sensitive skin and the feeling leaves your knees weak and slick start accumulating in your panties.

He buries his nose in the spot, taking in the rich scent of dark cherries and sugared plums. Single-minded, he noses the delicate area until it was swollen and imbued with his own scent. A rumble tears through his chest at the pleasing smell of your intermingled scents, part of him being simultaneously calmed yet exhilarated.

“Fuck you smell so damn good.” He breaths. You groan as he continues to brush up against the sensitive skin.

At your noise, he leaves the abused gland, clearly feeling accomplished. Semi thought if any more blood rushed down to his erection he’d pass out, but the sight of the marks he made littering your neck, looking like a beautiful abstract painting of purple lilacs, he could feel his blood begin to boil.

Making his way southwards, Semi continues to leave physical reminders of his love in ardent lavender and rose-pink marks. Slowly, he tilts you back until your back once again meets the cold bench, causing you to shiver. It definitely wasn’t from the scandalous sight of Semi situated between your legs; lips tantalizingly close – but not close enough – to your clothed core. No sir.

An immoral part of you wants to watch as Semi, hopefully, goes down on you, so you prop yourself up on your elbows. On a second thought, you also remove your bra, thankfully getting it off without any major mishaps, flinging it off to the side. Looking down at him, you wriggle your eyebrows out him.

“Like what you see?”

“Yeah, more than you could ever know.” He grins up at you, a devious glint in his eye. “So let me show you how much I appreciate you.”

Obviously fed up with waiting around, Eita goes straight for gold. His thick tongue licks a hot stripe over your clothed core, tasting the slick-soaked material. You gasp, grabbing for his head, threading your fingers through his soft ash-coloured hair. After a few long strokes, he eventually bores of that and hooks his thumbs into the elastic band of your panties and slowly drags them down your legs.

You wordlessly keen as Semi’s hands come back and dig into the fleshy part of your thighs, separating them to bare your naked core to him. Breath hastening as he views your glistening hole, you feel some slick trickle out at thought of what was about to go down – quite literally.

His eyes flash up towards yours as he slowly descends upon you, not breaking eye contact as you finally feel his tongue against your bare folds.

Back arched, you clutch his hair harder as you tilt your hips to match his movements, encouraging his tongue to reach deeper. Unlike you, he doesn’t hesitate to jump straight in, tongue breaching your hole with such ease, you’d think he’s done it a hundred times.

Wet, sloppy sounds fill the air as he starts to vehemently eat you out, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you feel the warm muscle dip in and out, and best of all, curl inside of you.

Eita savours the flavour of your arousal, a greedy part of him wanting more and more until he’s had his fill of you. With the faces you’re making, he knew that day would never come around, he’s already addicted to the feeling and taste of you.

Hands tightening their grip on fleshy part of your thighs, keeping your thighs apart to prevent them from crushing Semi’s head, you knew there's going be bruises there tomorrow. He chuckles when you moan at one particular tongue flick. The vibrations of him causes another moan to rip through you.

Long, calloused fingers soon join the fray, Semi apparently tiring of using just his tongue. Although you’re pretty sure his tongue alone would bring you to orgasm, but oh well, he can save that move for a rainy day.

Semi was a very skilled setter and musician, long and pretty fingers pair with amazing hand-eye coordination help with that, but this? His fingers felt phenomenal as callouses created the perfect amount of friction rubbing against your walls.

It wasn’t long between the synchronous actions between his skilled fingers and tongue that you felt your orgasm building up, hot and tingling. The thumb rubbing at your clitoris left you seeing literal stars, as you fail to keep your breathing under control.

Eita noted your arching back and trembling thighs and concluded that your orgasm was close. He paused his actions for a short second as he weighed his options. He could either continue and let you orgasm then fuck your brains out, or he could stop and watch you orgasm for the first time when he’s buried in you.

He resumed his movements for all of a second before your sharp shout of his name tore him from his thoughts. It seems that you spared him from making that hard decision, he mused.

To you, the orgasm seemingly came out of nowhere. It crested and washed throughout your entire body, filling it with an electrical zapping sensation, leaving your ears ringing. Mind filled with static, you could vaguely feel your body slip back onto the bench as your arms gave out on you.

Eita watched with glee as you came on his tongue and fingers, covering them with your juices. He removed his tongue and thickly swallowed at the sight of you splayed out in front of him with a blissed-out expression on your flushed face. It was so dirty, but so fucking hot. Eita knew the sight before him will help him through many a lonely night when he makes good use of his right hand.

When you come back to your senses, you have the pleasure of seeing Semi’s slick-slick face. He must not have been bothered enough to clean it off. Arms flexing, he props himself onto his elbows, lips only a breath away from yours.

Mouths meeting, you taste each other’s essence on your tongues. You never thought the taste of yourself on his tongue would be so hot, but you’re glad to be proven wrong in such a manner.

Legs parted around his body, Semi’s hand grabs your right leg and wraps it around his hips, not breaking the kiss. Tongues clashing, you grind up into him, relishing the feeling of his stiff dick pressing hard against where you wanted him the most.

Just half an hour ago you were stressing about Semi despising you and now here you were, spreading your legs like a seasoned whore for said male.

Smirking, his hips pin yours to the bench, his hard dick resting teasingly between your slick folds. Breaking the kiss, he smirks down at you, eyes filled with the promise of wrecking you. You could feel hot anticipation lick down your spine and coil tightly in your abdomen despite cumming only moments ago.

“Are you sure about this? I’m scared that once I start I won’t be able to stop myself.” He admits.

Reaching up, you brush the hair out of his face and tuck it behind his ear.

“I’ve been thinking about this moment for the past two years, I don’t think I could wait another second.”

You tense slightly as you feel his tip nudge at your entrance, forcibly trying to relax your muscles before he entered, otherwise the experience wouldn’t be enjoyable if you were too tight to enter.

Your teeth dig into your cheek as he slowly, but surely, enters you. Semi has to pause half-way through to gather his wits, with clenched teeth he reigns in his thoughts of just thrusting all the way home and ripping everything from you, tooth and nail.

A short eternity later, he’s finally seated fully inside of you. Testing yourself, you flutter your walls around the foreign body and feel warmth bubble up in your chest at the way Semi groans deeply in your ear.

“You feel so fucking good, you know that?” He slowly rolls his hips up into you, hoping you’ll give him the go ahead. Moaning at the sensation of his throbbing member buried deep inside of you, you quickly get used the feeling and start unthinkingly grinding up into him, giving him the nonverbal signal to start.

It’s only then that Eita starts fucking you exactly how you always imagined he’d take a lover, with ardent intensity and a single-minded determination to get you off before he finishes. The thought of what sweet expression you’ll have when you take his knot comes unbidden, making his dick twitch inside of you.

He hastens his pace, mouth latching on to the side of you neck once again, biting hard enough to make you gasp and tighten around him, setting him off and causing him bite down even harder. You could’ve sworn he drew blood, but honestly didn’t have the higher brain function to worry much about how you would go about trying to hide his marks for the next two weeks.

Digging your nails into Semi’s shoulder, you throw your head back in ecstasy as he miraculously hits your G-spot three times in a row. Toes-curling, you felt your orgasm swelling up within you, molten and mind-frazzling.

“Don’t – fuck – Don’t stop. Right there!” You gasp into the cool night air, hoping that his dick will go back to abusing the bundle of nerves.

Like a piston, he rapidly thrust his hips back and forth, watching as his dick gets swallowed up by your greedy wet hole. Slick pours out of you and drips onto his dick, smearing onto his sharp hip bones and the backs of your thighs every time he slams up into you.

“You feel so good, I want to stay buried in you forever. You’d let me do that, wouldn’t you baby?” He pants into the crook of your neck, hot breath washing over sensitive skin.

Groaning at the words, you clench around his length, nails digging into his shoulders as his pace starts to speed up again.

“You’d be so good for me; I mean look at you now. You look so pretty taking my cock like this, and your not even in a heat.”

You swear you could feel your soul ascend to the next dimension as he blows your mind – and back – out with his heaven-sent dick. Pulling him down you repay him in kind by biting and sucking a few marks of your own into his neck, the purples and pinks looking so pretty on his sun-tanned skin.

“I haven’t even started my rut yet, but you’re here you are about to get my knot. Look at what you’ve done to me, baby girl.” He groans, swapping out hard and fast thrust for long and deep ones.

Sure enough, you could feel the base of his dick swell with a pre-rut knot. Well damn. While it wasn’t unusual for that to happen out of a rut, it was uncommon enough for it to swell as large when not in a rut, so you grind even harder on him, hoping for it to catch.

Semi reaches down, blindly searching for your clit and rubbing it fervently once he located it, causing you to tighten considerably around him. Eita hisses at the vice-like grip you have on him, speeding up the short strokes of his thumb, hoping to push you over the edge before his already roiling orgasm crashes down on him.

His rutting hips don’t falter when the hot ball of liquid arousal exploded inside you. Another orgasm rushed through you, this time stealing your breath and causing you to see stars behind your eyelids, with your extremities going numb from the overwhelming sensation.

You come with his name on your lips, your walls constricting around his dick, slick gushing out around his dick, causing his hips to stutter as he hurriedly thrust back up into you with enough force for his knot to finally catch on your hole, swelling to lock the two of you together.

Eita comes with a feral shout, arms locking as he unloads inside of you, the residual fluttering of your walls from your orgasm milking his knot for all it had. He groaned at his prolonged orgasm, having never ejaculated for so long, he slumps his tired body over your prone body, nose buried in your soft hair.

Coming down from your high, you start blinking the dark spots out of your vision. The heavy weight of Semi resting on your chest becoming more apparent, as does the knot still inside of you, weakly pulsing out some more cum.

You shiver at the feeling of being so full. Fuck, you really could get used to this, knot pushed deep inside you, Semi snuggled up into you, skin flushed from exertion and painted in perspiration.

Waiting for the knot to go down, you brush a hand through his hair, while Semi draws spirals onto your bare shoulder.

“You’re so lucky I’m on the pill or we would have a huge issue on our hands.” You tug at his hair, admonishing him for his reckless actions. You had a plan after high school and it certainly didn’t involve a baby. While Semi has swept in and ruined most of those plans in one fell swoop, you refuse to let him saddle the both of you with that extra responsibility.

He props himself up and gives you the cutest little pout you’ve ever seen, looking very out of place on the usually severe-looking face.

“I knew you were on the pill. You were complaining the other month that it was making you gain weight ‘like super crazy easy’ if I remember right.” He teases, poking at your puffed-out cheeks.

“Well it’s fucking true! Why don’t you try taking some hormone drugs and see what it does to your metabolism.” You huff, ignoring his chuckling at your petulant tone. “Besides, that doesn’t really excuse the fact that we did it raw straight off the bat.”

Eita purses his lips. “True. I’m sorry, I could’ve taken the extra second to get a condom out of my bag.”

You pause, taking in his words. “It’s fine, that’s kinda on both of us. Also, why the hell are you carrying a condom around in your bag like it’s a pack of tissues?” He laughs at you, not even bothering to answer the question, much to your dismay.

The scent of a sated alpha flooded the room, pleasing a deep and primal part of you, leading you to give a pleased hum, changing the subject.

“Oh god, it stinks in here. We’re gonna have to open the windows to let some of it out.” You groan, throwing an arm across your eyes. The last thing you wanted to think about after coming twice in less than an hour was cleaning up the evidence of your tryst, so that the team didn’t find out.

Eita’s deep laughter fills the room, chasing away any insecurities you had about any regrets he may have had about tonight. Smiling, you wrap your arms around his snatched waist and lean up to scent him, rubbing your nose back and forth until your scent had taken root.

Satisfied, you leant back and admired your handy work. His scent gland was swollen and tinged pink, and most importantly, he smelt of you.

Eita’s eyes glint with humour as he closely regards your happy, sated expression.

“Probably not the right time to say this, but I really do love you, you know?” You could feel your heart flip within your chest, squeezing painfully at his soft, smitten tone.

“You’re right, probably not the best time to say it for the first time with your cum inside me, but I love you too, you idiot.” Blushing, Semi looks down at the mess between where your bodies met. Judging his knot was finished, he carefully pulled out. You shiver at the sensation of his cum slowly drizzling out of you, feeling weirdly empty now that he’s not inside you.

Getting up, he rushes over to the pile of clean towels you brought in, came back and started gently cleaning the both of you up.

After trading a couple dozen stolen kisses between cleaning up the bodily fluids off of the bench and yourselves, laughing at Semi’s comment of never being able to look at that bench ever again without getting a boner. You have never so light and elated in your life.

Notes: I was originally planning on Semi dragging reader to his room and having his wicked wicked way with her for the whole weekend, to ride out his rut but then I thought that you can never go wrong with good ol' locker room sex. Critiques, comments and notes are always appreciated!!

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Magic Shop |Haikyuu x Reader!

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by ColorfulRook

Just a bunch of one shots about my lovely volleyball players!

Words: 83, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Relationships: Oikawa Tooru/Reader, Sawamura Daichi/Reader, Sugawara Koushi/Reader, Asahi Azumane/Reader, Tobio Kageyama/Reader, Hinata Shouyou/Reader, kaei tsukishima/reader, Yuu Nishinoya/Reader, Kuroo Tetsurou/Reader, Kenma Kozume/Reader, Morisuke Yaku/Reader, Lev Haiba/Reader, issei matsukawa/reader, takahiro hanamaki/reader, Hajime Iwaizumi/Reader, akira kunimi/reader, Koutarou Bokuto/Reader, Keiji Akaashi/Reader, Wakatoshi Ushijima/Reader, Eita Semi/Reader, satori tandou/reader, kenjirou shirabu/reader, yuuji terushima/reader

Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, oneshots, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, AU, Romance, Drabbles, Lemons, Angst and Smut, Angst, Oral Sex, a bunch of sexual stuff, Comfort, ask and you shall recieve, Female Reader, male reader - Freeform, Not Beta Read

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Different but the Same (pt 5)

tw: Mention of blood, implied dubcon

Word count: ~2.6k

Rating: R18+/M

Omegaverse AU, Rating: 18+/M

Pairings: Iwaizumi x fem!reader, Ushijima x fem!reader

Summary: An unexpected encounter at the Inter-High tournament tossed you into a whirlwind. Being tugged between two males, two different packs, who will reign supreme in this battle for your heart?

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ch 5: the college team

It had been weeks since she had started as the Omega Manager of Shiratorizawa Academy’s boys volleyball team. Nothing out of the ordinary had happened so far. There had been an incident the first week or so that involved regulating her pheromones which caused Coach Washijo to yell at her and almost kick her out, but thankfully Saito and Ushijima were able to step in and help defend her. It helped her case when she’d broken up a banter-turned-fight between Goshiki and Shirabu that same day. Since then, though, Goshiki followed her like a lost puppy to the amusement of his senpais. “(Name)-san, can you please give me tips on how to receive better?” Her eyebrows raised at the passionate youngster as she waved him off.

“I’ll help you later, Goshiki-kun. I have to take care of something right now.” She had been half-way out the door in order to meet the college team that was coming to play them.

“You know you don’t have to always help him.” Maple washed over her as the ash-blonde alpha towered besides her.

She chuckled, “I’m the manager, I have to help take care of this pack!” He walked out with her as she made her way to the gate. She glanced at her wrist, looking at the rose-gold watch that she wore. “They’re running a bit late.”

“Not everyone shows up 15 minutes early,” he laughed. They reached the gate and stood in silence. She surveyed the alpha, taking note of his taped up fingers. “You’ve been doing really well.” Their eyes met as her eyebrows raised. “As our manager!” Semi added quickly. “Practices have been a lot calmer since you’ve joined, and you’ve been really helpful with all the tips and side practice that you’ve been giving. I know Goshiki and the other underclassmen appreciate the extra attention.” A flush warmed her cheeks as she adjusted her jacket.

“Don’t get all cheesy with me now, Semi. I know you just like my company,” she winked playfully, ignoring the glow. He laughed and agreed just as a bus pulled up. “This must be them!” A tall dark-haired man got off of the bus, walking over to greet the duo as his team unloaded. “Good afternoon, my name is (L.Name) (Name), the manager for the Shiratorizawa Academy male volleyball team. Thank you for traveling here to play with us!”

“Well hello to you, doll,” the captain’s drawl cut across the professional precedent she set. “I didn’t realize there were such beautiful girls here, makes me regret going somewhere else for school,” he chuckled darkly.

“Hello, I’m Semi Eita. We appreciate you coming. If you’ll come with us, we’ll escort you to the gym.” Semi interrupted, taking a step so that he blocked her from the new alpha’s vision. The other alpha scoffed slightly, calling for his team over his shoulder. Semi bent to whisper into her ear, “stay by my side, I don’t like the looks of this guy.”

With a soft nod, a forced smile made its way to her face. “If you’ll follow us,” she said, turning around to walk towards the gym. She thanked her lucky stars that she was wearing her loose sweatpants and t-shirt for this game. She would’ve hated to see what the college alpha would’ve done if she was in anything more form-flattering.

“Kirishima-san, welcome,” Ushijima stood at the gym’s entrance, nodding at the other captain. “Thank you for bringing your team out here.”

Kirishima waved him off, “Ushijima,” the drawl returned, “it’s always a pleasure to come play with our kouhais. I know my boys were just aching to show you guys up again.” Ushijima only smiled, nodding in appreciation. The young Omega stepped away, feeling uncomfortable at the tension. Semi jerked his head in the direction of the coaches, and she headed to stand besides Saito.

“Is everything alright?” Saito looked down at the Omega, noticing a slight tremble in her steps and the barely noticeable bitter tang in her scent. She’s done a lot to learn how to better manage her pheromones, the coach thought.

“I can’t wait to see Ushijima wipe the floor with that team,” she grumbled, eyes narrowed on the opponent. “Speaking of which, I prepared some onigris for our boys.” Her scent immediately brightened at the thought as she turned to grin at the coach. Dark eyes surveyed her in the distance, glowing at the scent change.

“You’re too kind, (Name)-kun. You can set up a table so that they can have it during their break,” he smiled, pointing to a space on the opposite side of the room. Nodding eagerly, she made her way over, taking careful measures to avoid the courts as the teams began their warm-ups.

“Watch out!” A whistling filled the air as a ball flew towards her. Her eyes widened as it approached. In a flash, she dropped to her knees as she put her arms up, successfully receiving it and sending it back the direction it had come from. A sigh of relief as she stood back up, brushing off her sweats.

“I didn’t know you could receive like that.” Her back tingled as she turned to face Ushijima who had stopped in front of her. It was apparent that he had tried to stop the ball from reaching her. Besides him, Semi’s jaw was dropped.

“Wow, (Name)-san! Did you play volleyball before?” Goshiki appeared besides her, bouncing in excitement as his fists trembled at his sides.

“Nothing as exciting as that, Goshiki-kun.” Another giggle. “I’m just around volleyball a lot.” Her catchphrase. (E/C) eyes met olive ones as he nodded at her. “Now go finish your warm-ups! I’m looking forward to seeing you win,” she winked at the ace before turning on her heel to continue towards the table.

“That was pretty impressive,” Semi muttered under his breath as the trio went to rejoin the team. Silently, Ushijima agreed. He already knew the Omega had some prior experience with volleyball considering the advice she’d been giving out, but to think she had relatively good reflexes like that...he would have to ask her about it more later.

The practice game proceeded, with Shiratorizawa taking the first set, losing the second, and eventually winning with the last set. It was a close game throughout. Males scattered around the room as alumni chatted with guys they knew. After receiving the ball, she hadn’t had a chance to set-up the table. She wiped her forehead; she had been running around the room as she took notes. For players who weren’t involved in the game, there was individual practice littering the other courts. The college students were working with the first years and certain second years while the starting line-up played the college students. Washijo had her running between the individuals to make notes of what they were working on, while Saito had her come back to the main court here and there to have her examine techniques. It was almost like Washijo was trying to get her to quit by the way he was working her. She was completely, utterly exhausted. “Omega-chan~!” A hand clasped over her shoulder, and she grimaced before looking up at a beaming red-headed male. A sigh of relief left her, at least it wasn’t the college captain. Throughout the game, she had noticed his eyes on her as he sent her not-so-subtle winks. “You look exhausted! Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Do you mind running to the club room? There are trays of onigiris in the fridge there that I made for the team.” He cheered in delight, clapping his hands together. He saluted her before spinning on his heel, darting out of the gym. “And don’t eat any before you get back here!” She shouted after his retreating back. Another deep breath of relief. She had just been wondering how she was going to carry all of the onigiri into the gym. Looking around the gym, a rush of satisfaction filled her. Though she hadn’t been manager long, it was still nice to see how the boys in her temporary pack had improved in the short amount of time she’d been observing them. She closed her small notebook, tucking both it and her pen into the belt-bag slung over her chest.

“Where’s your manager at?” Her ears pricked, noticing Taichi and Hayato standing with some of the college students. Kirishima heard the question, approaching the group while laughing loudly. The college students exchanged looks.

“Yui is a bit...preoccupied.” The older libero replied just as Kirishima threw his arm around him.

“You don’t have to hide anything from them. Especially now that they have their own Omega manager.” His eyes glinted as his eyes focused on the Omega. “One of our players is going through a rut.” Her movements froze as she paid even closer attention.

“That’s so cute that your manager is mated to one of the players!”

Kirishima laughed, his eyes darkened hungrily. “Oh no, they aren’t mated. It’s the duty of the Omega to take care of all the Alphas in her pack, including during their ruts.” She froze, those words washing over her and echoing.

“You mean (Name)-san will be there for our ruts?” Goshiki had joined the group now, catching the last bit of the conversation. His eyes looking at the Omega, the sparkle of interest and a hint of lust burning through them.

A hand clasped her shoulder sending sparks flying through her spine as she shivered at the contact, “That may be the case in your pack, but we respect Omegas in this pack. It’s up to (L. Name) whether or not she wants to.” Ushijima’s deep voice soothed her, eyes darkening as he challenged the other Alpha. He took a step forward, his chest almost pressing against her back.

Kirishima just put his hands up, shrugging. “That’s such a...modern perspective Ushijima. That definitely wasn’t that case when my packmates went here.” He was about to continue when a sharp growl cut him off. (E/C) eyes blinked up at the Apex Alpha, feeling his grip tighten on her as his lips began to curl. “No harm, I wasn’t trying to imply anything.”

“Ushijima-kun.” Coach Washijo joined the group now.

Ushijima stiffened against her. She could feel his muscles tighten and a flicker of desire and perhaps even something more coursed through her before they both relaxed. “Of course, Coach.”

At this point, Tendou rejoined the group. “(Name)-chan! These onigris are phenomenal~! We need you at our camp, your food would be amazing.” Tendou had the tray over his head in on hand, the other holding two onigiri as he bit into one.

“How many did you eat, Tendou?” She exclaimed, pulling away from Ushijima as she tried to get the tray. The red-haired middle blocker laughed, holding it higher mockingly. With a playful growl, the Omega jumped, kicking him in the stomach causing him to bend over slightly just as she grabbed the tray. “I told you not to eat any,” she scolded, smacking him again as he groaned in pain.

“I couldn’t help it, we had a long practice and it smelled delicious,” he gave her puppy eyes as she sighed. Turning on her heel, she made her way over to the table, and soon enough, both teams were swarming around her.

“I’d mate that Omega in an instant.” Ushijima’s eyes snapped up, meeting Kirishima’s golden ones as the older Alpha smirked at him. “She takes such good care of the pack, and I’d just love to feel that body against mine. If Shiratorizawa doesn’t use her, then we’d love to have another manager.” Kirishima continued, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as his eyes glowed. He had just begun to describe what type of things he would do to the Omega when he noticed how black Ushijima’s eyes had gotten.

Ushijima’s loud snarl interrupted the otherwise happy atmosphere when he lunged at Kirishima. “Ushijima-san!” An onigiri fell onto the floor, slipping out of her loose fingers as she ran towards the conflict. The strawberry scent interrupted his concentration, his eyes snapping to her just as Kirishima upper-cut him. Ushijima grunted before he turned back to Kirishima and went on the offensive. “Stop!” She grabbed onto his arm, frantically trying to tug him away. Arms wrapped around her waist, swinging her away from the conflict. Agitated chirps blended in with the snarls and growls of the Alphas. Anxiously, she tugged at the arms struggling as the potent sour strawberry scent filled the gym.

“(Name)! Calm down and let the Alphas take care of it. I don’t want you getting hurt.” Semi’s gruff voice was in her ear, arms tightening as he pulled her away. She blinked away tears from her eyes, her scent souring even more as she witnessed with horror as Ushijima delivered a powerful blow to Kirishima’s face. Kirishima crumpled onto the floor, nose bleeding. Just as he was about to jump back up onto his feet, his pack-mates grabbed his arms and pulled him away. Tendou, Soekawa, and Reon were grabbing onto Ushijima, but the massive Alpha remained primed to fight as he glared at the wounded Alpha.

“You should show some respect to Omegas, especially ones you supposedly want to claim,” Ushijima growled. With that, he pulled away and stepped outside. Semi’s grip relaxed, and the Omega darted out.

“Ushijima-san!” He froze, looking down at the young Omega. Her eyes softened as she looked at his hands. “You’re bleeding.” Her hands cupped his, soft fingers lightly tracing the bloody knuckles. Pulling out a small first aid kit from her bag, she escorted him to a nearby bench. He followed silently, taking deep calming breaths and letting her scent wash over him. As he took a seat, he closed his eyes, letting her gently wipe the blood away with a disinfectant wipe. “Mind telling me what that was about?” A hum left his lips as olive eyes met (e/c).

A soft sigh escaped him. “He was being...disrespectful towards you.” Her eyebrow pulled up, letting her silence egg him to speak further as she began wrapping his hand up. A loud sigh left him. “He wanted to claim you as his mate and do...vulgar things to you.” He inhaled deeply, letting her scent soothe him. Just the mere thought of Kirishima’s comments had his blood boiling. His head dropped to lightly land against her shoulder, nose brushing dangerously close to her scent gland. Ushijima was relieved that the bitterness had faded back to her soothing sweet scent.

A soft laugh left her. “Well, thank you for protecting my virtue.” He stiffened slightly before straightening up, unsure of the subtext of her comment. At his face, she began to laugh earnestly. “I’m serious!” She brushed away the tears of mirth from her face. “I know things happened between us, but that was out of our control. At the end of the day, you’re my Alpha.” His heart skipped a beat at those words; Ushijima straightened up completely, olive eyes scanning her face intently. She flushed red as she brushed her hair away from her face. “I mean, you’re the Alpha of this pack,” she corrected, “and I know you’ll do whatever it takes to keep me safe.” Maple scent engulfed them as they were joined by Semi. Relieved by the interruption, the Omega turned to face him. “Is he alright?”

“Yes, Kirishima’s fine,” Semi rolled his eyes. “Their team left though, practically fell over themselves at the door.” She giggled, that would’ve been a sight to see. “C’mon, coach wants you to take down the nets and mop. We gotta clean up the blood too.” Standing up, she gave Ushijima a nod before she stepped back into the room with Semi trailing behind her.

Ushijima stood, making his way to stand in the doorway as he surveyed the Omega and the rest of his pack. His heart stuttered as she laughed while ruffling Goshiki’s hair. This is where she belonged.

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Different but the Same (pt 3)

tw: No warnings!

Word count: 6k

Rating: R18+/M

Omegaverse AU, Rating: 18+/M

Pairings: Iwaizumi x fem!reader, Ushijima x fem!reader

Summary: An unexpected encounter at the Inter-High tournament tossed you into a whirlwind. Being tugged between two males, two different packs, who will reign supreme in this battle for your heart?

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ch 3: Manager

It had been a really long weekend of heat. She grimaced as she could barely disguise her limp as she headed towards her school. On just that first night, he’d knotted her twice. Once after their shower, and another time when she’d woken him up due to her heat starting again. (E/c) eyes flitted up as she passed the familiar gates. Though all of her closest friends had all gone to Aoba Johsai, she had to attend Shiratorizawa. Her entire family had gone there, and so she’d had a place on the roster ever since she was born. It probably didn’t help that since they were such prominent donors. But, it gave her perks like a dorm in addition to her apartment and free food. She typically still stayed at her apartment, especially since Iwaizumi wasn’t allowed on her campus. Light steps followed the stone path up to her building as she made her way to homeroom.

“(Name)!” She turned to face her classmate, Semi Eita. He made her way towards her, meeting her just outside class 3-1. “How was your weekend?”

A flicker of pain crossed her face as she recalled the tournament that had taken place, but just as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared. “My weekend was alright. My heat hit me early by surprise. How was the volleyball game?” She asked politely, already knowing that Shiratorizawa had won. Iwaizumi had been extra aggressive after that game, not even bothering to change out of his uniform when he got home before he took full advantage of her heat. A wince crossed her face as she remembered how sore her ass was after that. Semi just chuckled and the duo chatted about the volleyball game as they made their way into the classroom, taking a seat besides each other. She fiddled with her locks, adjusting it so it cascaded over her right shoulder. It contrasted with the white blazers that served as their uniform. Semi’s eyes widened as he took note of the fading bruises on her neck.

“I don’t think you want anyone seeing those.” He shot her a pointed look as she flushed. She huffed, leaning back into her seat as she put her face into her arms.

“I almost forgot those were there.”

“You must’ve had a lot of fun,” he smirked, noticing another one below her jawbone as she turned towards him to glare.

“Let’s just say that alphas can get..possessive when they catch their mates with someone else.” His eyes narrowed at her words, about to say something but he was interrupted by the door sliding open and their teacher walking in. The class all shuffled, quieting as their school-day started. The young Omega wasn’t typically a person to discuss her personal life, especially since he didn’t even know she had a mate. He tapped his pen against his chin, he’d ask her more about it during the break. He sniffed the air, only catching the scent of pine wafting from her.

A few hours later, the bell rang to dismiss them for their lunch. He turned towards her, only to see her furiously tapping on her phone, tongue sticking out. His chest rumbled and she turned to him, opening her mouth to ask him what was so funny when the door slid open and the room was filled simultaneously with mountains and the scent of cinnamon. She froze, slowly turning to face the two alphas that stood in the doorway. Olive eyes met hers again and her eyes widened, jaw slackened. Ushijima stood impressively in the door-way, Tendou at his shoulder peeking into the room. “Oh Semi-Semiiii, come get lunch with us!” Semi scowled, standing up as he made his way to his team-mates.

“I’ll see you later, (Name). We have to finish our discussion from earlier,” Semi looked over his shoulder to note that she was still in shock. He brushed it aside, stepping past Ushijima to join Tendou in the hall. “Oi, ace, you coming?” Semi called, shaking the Apex Alpha out of his trance. With a meaningful look at her, he followed the rest of his team-mates to the mess.

“What was that about?” Semi nudged Ushijima as they sat in the cafeteria, a plate of sushi in front of him.

“That was the Omega from the game,” Ushijima replied, picking at his food.

Semi’s eyes widened. “But you came back smelling like strawberries. She’s always smelt like pine.” He thought about it; he hadn’t even known that she was an Omega. He’d always just assumed that she was a Beta since her scent wasn’t nearly as potent as an Alpha’s or an Omega’s.

“Her mate is the ace from Aoba Johsai, he must be heavily scenting her before she comes to school.” Ushijima shrugged, taking another bite.

“Ehh? You hooked up with the mate of Seijoh’s ace?” Tendou joined the conversation, placing his chin on his fingers as he rested his elbows on the table.

“She was in heat.”

“I think I remember her now. Wasn’t the poor thing bundled up in his track jacket and sitting on the bench with the coaches?” Tendou tapped his chin, eyes narrowed as he attempted to remember. “She had an adorable black choker on,” Tendou smirked slyly at the alpha. Ushijima stood, picking up his tray.

“I’ll see you both at practice. Don’t be late.” With that, he took his leave. Semi and Tendou both looked at each other as they surveyed the retreating back of his captain.

“Seems like our alpha might be playing with some fire,” Tendou leaned back, putting his hands behind his head as he looked up to the ceiling. Semi remained silent, reflecting on his classmate and captain.

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Once again, she found herself pacing in the bathroom. She knew he went to Shiratorizawa, but she was really hoping that they wouldn’t meet again so soon after the incident had taken place. Another cold splash on her face as she tried to take deep breaths. Iwaizumi had been especially worried that they’d run into each other, despite them not having had an encounter until the tournament. It also didn’t help his worries considering that one of her closest friends was also on the volleyball team. Her mate had taken the extra step and decided to walk her to campus, scenting her every block or so. A soft smile made its way to her face as she looked at herself in the mirror only to be quickly replaced with a frown when she noted all the marks that marred her skin. Most were from Iwaizumi, but there were still a few fading marks that were from the mountain that haunted her memories. She let out an elongated sigh as she patted her face dry. There wasn’t much time left before lunch was over, and she still hadn’t eaten the bento that Iwaizumi had packed for her. She turned on her heel, heading out the door. “(L. Name)-san.” Her foot froze mid-step as the scent hit her aggressively. Stiffly, she turned slightly, (e/c) orbs meeting olive as her jaw clenched.

“Ushijima-san.” He suppressed a shiver at her voice; it was softer than it had been during the throes of passion. “Did you need something from me?”

“Yes,” he took his hands out of his pockets and took a step towards her. She looked down at his chest, unable to bear meeting his eyes anymore. “I wanted to apologize for my behavior at the volleyball tournament last week. I couldn’t resist you and I knew that other people would also have problems. Please forgive my rash actions.”

She gulped, letting out a shaky breath. “I...I appreciate your apology, senpai. That was the first time that something like that happened to me.” A flashback to what he said to her flared, a glow creeping up to her cheeks. She bowed, “I apologize for serving as a distraction.”

A deep rumble as his chest shook, a dark glow flickering in his eyes. “It wasn’t your fault, it’s just our biology.” They stood in silence, her fingers twisting and curling around each other as she stood in his shadow. Her eyes fell onto her hands, fingers twisting the cold metal band that sat on it. She hated that excuse. She hated that because she was an Omega that she had that type of affect on Alphas, and she’d always hated that Alphas would be able to dominate and control her so easily. He hesitated, noting the faint sour smell that clung to the air. “Where are you doing your Omega internship?”

Her head snapped up to make eye-contact with the Alpha. “My Omega internship?”

“Yes, I’m sure you’re aware that all Omegas are required to manage a club in order to better use their Omega skills. All third years of Shiratorizawa complete one in order to graduate.”

Another gulp of his dizzying scent. “I was aware, but I haven’t decided what club to participate in.”

He took a step towards her and her mind reeled as his scent got more intense. “Why don’t you manage the volleyball team? You seem to get along with Semi quite well.” His heart skipped a beat as he caught the faint smell of strawberry peek through. His alpha keened at the addictive scent, stirring a feeling deep in his gut. “I’m sure you’re more than knowledgeable about volleyball considering your mate.” His eyes roamed her skin, noting the red and purple marks that littered her throat that had been left by both him and Iwaizumi. The scent warmed, stinging at her nose.

“I’ll...I’ll have to see.” Eyes refocused as he caught her teeth pulling at her bottom lip, his breath hitching at the sight.

“Come to our practice today and if you don’t like it, then you can leave and I won’t bother you again.” He promised, his hand reaching out to grasp hers gently.

A sharp intake of breath as his calloused pads stroked against her palm, the sound of protest dying in her throat. “I’ll come. But I can’t promise that I’ll be returning.” The feeling of his skin oddly soothed the Omega that was pacing inside her.

He clasped both her hands in his, giving it a firm shake before releasing her with a nod. “Thank you for your kindness.” He turned to walk away. “I’ll tell Semi so that he can escort you to the gym.” As he walked away, she let out the deep gasp she didn’t know she was holding, the fog clearing from her mind. She was sure he didn’t mean to, but she could feel the unbridled Alpha power in each word and gesture he made. Another perk of being an Apex, she thought. Constantly being able to channel his Alpha.

She let out another shaky breath, fingers anxiously twisting the ring that sat on her middle finger. It was too soon after her heat; being around an Alpha, let alone an Apex Alpha like Ushijima could trigger an artificial heat if she wasn’t careful. She’d need to take more suppressants if she wanted to make it through practice this afternoon. Thank god for the choker underneath her collar, otherwise her scent would’ve flooded the empty corridor by now. She shivered, silently cursing the gods for making her a target, for putting her at Shiratorizawa, and for letting her go into her heat at the game only to be caught like a mouse by the titan of an eagle.

She headed back to her classroom, appetite lost as she brought out her phone to fiddle with it. It vibrated, a text coming in. “Did you eat lunch?” She smiled, her eyebrows unfurrowing from the text.

“No, I had to take care of some stuff.”

“You know you have to eat in order to recover from this weekend right? Please take care of yourself sweetheart.”

“I know, thank you love. BTW, I’ll be home late tonight. Have to start visiting clubs for the Omega program.” She tapped her desk, gnawing on her bottom lip as she waited.

“That’s fine, I have to make sure Shittykawa doesn’t stay at school too late practicing. Love you.”

“I love you too. See you later babe.” She sighed in relief as he didn’t question her further. She wasn’t sure what to say about her circumstance at the moment, and was glad to have the rest of the day to think about it. A loud noise caught her attention as her classmate took his seat. “How was lunch?” She turned to greet the ash-blonde Alpha.

He hummed in response. “Lunch was good, Wakatoshi—uh, I mean, Ushijima—was being weird.” His sharp brown eyes narrowed at her figure. “You didn’t tell me you guys knew each other.”

She brushed a hand through her hair, letting out a sigh. “We don’t...know...each other, not really. We just had an encounter that could’ve ended poorly.”

His large hand reached over to gently grasp the one that was resting on her desk. “I heard what happened. Are you okay?” She blinked at the contact, another sigh slipping from her lips. What was it with all these Alphas randomly touching her today?

“If I’m being honest, I’m not really sure.” She let the warmth of his hand comfort her, both sitting in silence.

The alpha wasn’t sure what to say, it wasn’t often that he was around Omegas, and he didn’t know how to make her feel better. He changed the subject. “Well, I heard that you’ll be at volleyball practice today. I’ll take care of you, okay?”

She turned to face him, a ghost of a smile gracing her features. “Thank you, Semi. I appreciate it.” His eyes glowed, his scent clouding the air. The bell rang, and he let go of her hand in favor of grabbing his pen. As the lessons for the day continued, she reminisced on her time at Shiratorizawa. She had met Semi in their first year when they got paired to do a history project together, and since then, they’d remained steady friends. It had helped that they continued to stay in the same class all three years. She’d just never been around the volleyball team at her school, saving her loyalty for the pack at Aoba Johsai. It wasn’t uncommon for her to show up to their practice after-school, arms loaded with bags of food as she helped out around the court. Her teacher called on her to answer a math question, and her mind refocused on the lessons.

The final bell rang soon enough, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Her stomach had begun to feel uncomfortable towards the end of the lessons, churning with nausea. She packed up her stuff, hoping to hurry to the gym so that she could finally eat her lunch before practice started. “Ready to head out?” She turned to face Semi, sending him a curt nod.

They stepped outside, pace falling in line as they made their way out. “I didn’t get to eat my lunch today, so I was really hoping to eat before practice.” He patted her on the head.

“Don’t worry, (Name). You can eat while we’re all getting changed. That should give you at least 15 minutes.”

“Semi-Semi, are you leaving without me?” A red-haired alpha threw his weight as he stepped towards them. Her nose stung, eyes watering slightly as the scent of cinnamon bit at her nose. Red eyes looked the Omega up and down, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Why hello there! You must be the Omega that I’ve heard so much about.” He leaned towards her, face getting aggressively close to hers. “Tendou Satori, but you can call me your new best friend, Omega-chan!” He grinned and Semi scowled, pushing him away from her.

“Shut up Tendou, leave her alone before you scare her off.”

Tendou laughed, throwing his arm around Semi’s shoulders. “You’re so funny Semi-Semi~! Let’s head to the club room.” She tilted her head, surveying the interactions as the trio made their way downstairs. It almost reminded her of Iwaizumi and Oikawa. Just the mere thought of the duo sent a ripple of sadness through her. If she accepted the manager role, she wouldn’t be able to visit their practices for a while. Semi and Tendou began pushing each other slightly as Semi tried to escape Tendou’s grasp, but Tendou wasn’t having it. They stood outside the club room and Semi looked back at the Omega.

The ash-blonde alpha pointed at the gym. “You can just head in there. Our coaches shouldn’t get there before us, but feel free to eat your lunch and introduce yourself if they come in early.”

She nodded at him, a smile playing on her face as the two packmates playfully wrestled. Turning on her heel, she headed to the open gym. The sooner this practice started, the sooner she could head home and rest.

****

“You know...the point of the Omega internship includes using your pheromones to regulate the emotions, right?” She flushed at the taped fingers that were pointing at her choker. She’d changed out of her uniform into a loose maroon t-shirt and some black shorts that she used for fitness class.

“I know that! I’m just used to wearing it,” she replied, hands reaching up to fiddle with the clasps. “I try to avoid taking it off just in case,” she sighed looking up at the middle blocker that towered over her.

He tilted his head at her, red hair swishing with the movement. “Ehh? Why?”

“Well, I’ve heard that my scent could be a bit...overbearing. And since I’ve already found my mate, so I figured if I could block it a bit, then I wouldn’t be bothered that much,” she shrugged.

“You’re with us now, we take care of our own,” Semi entered, hearing the last bit of the conversation. “I promise you’ll be safe with us.” Her eyes met his as she gave him a small nod. A sharp snap of a metal clasp, and immediately the room was flooded with an intoxicating strawberry scent. The red-haired Alpha couldn’t help but lean in towards her as the other took hasty steps back. “Jesus,” he mumbled, pupils temporarily blowing out as his hand jumped to his nose, “you weren’t kidding.”

Tendou brought his face closer to her neck, inhaling deeply. The room had gone silent as all heads snapped to the trio. There weren’t many Omegas or Betas on the volleyball team, which is why they had so desperately needed another Omega to help manage their team. In fact, the only other Omega in the room was Reon, and the only Betas were Soekawa and Kawanishi. The rest were all Alphas, and they were drawn to the strawberry Omega - none were mated. Thank god she had taken extra suppressants while she was eating. Otherwise, she could have been in some major trouble. Again. Meanwhile, she stood still like a deer in headlights. She had never gone to school without her scent-blockers, and she wasn’t sure what to do about all the attention.

“Get back to your warm-ups!” With that, everyone snapped back to what they were doing. Coach Washijo had entered and was making his way towards her. She flinched at the dark look on his face. “What is this Omega doing here distracting my team?”

A familiar scent washed over her as a deep voice spoke behind her. “She was assigned to assist and manage the volleyball team according to the new Omega graduation regulations.” Her head snapped up to see Ushijima towering over her, his lips slightly curled hinting at a snarl. A black aura emitted from him at his coach’s accusatory tone.

The coach’s face cleared, though she could still smell the contempt from him. “Just make sure you don’t continue to distract them. They’re supposed to be busy training for nationals.” He turned around, barking orders to the team.

A sigh of relief left her as she murmured her thanks. She turned to face him. He nodded down at her. “Thank you for coming. I appreciate you considering my offer.” He looked up at Semi and Tendou. Semi shifted uncomfortably as Tendou looked between the group members, still uncomfortably close to her throat. “Semi, Tendou, go do your warm-ups. I’ll teach our manager what we need.”

“Have fun, Wakatoshi~!” Tendou pulled back, his red eyes glinting as he propped his hands behind his head. “C’mon Semi, let’s see how our underclassmen are doing,” he nudged the alpha. Semi shot her an apologetic look before he turned to follow, scowling at Tendou. Semi was privately relieved that he could get away from her, he hadn’t been prepared for the intensity of her pheromones. Ushijima’s face relaxed as he watched the other Alphas walk away.

The pair stood in silence for a moment as she surveyed the room. She had set-up the courts while they were changing. Currently, the team was in the middle of their various warm-up exercises, though some still threw looks at her. Some were cautious, others were confused. They weren’t sure what to make of the Omega that stood so close to their captain. The team silently agreed that the Omega was already off-limits.

Ushijima cleared his throat, and her head swiveled to look at him again. “I’m not sure how much volleyball you know, or what you know of a manager’s role, but we’ll need your help to set-up and take-down the nets every day. During practices, you’ll take notes on how players’ are doing.” She nodded, she honestly was used to it. After dating Iwaizumi for three years with a majority of their days either starting or ending in the gym with the pack, she was used to it. “It’d also be helpful if you have had minor first aid training as accidents can happen.” He pointed at the closets. ��You’ll find everything you need there, from practice jerseys and towels to the first aid kit.” He gestured to his team. “If you couldn’t tell by now, our team members are primarily Alphas. We try not to fight and argue, but some—especially the younger ones— are still getting used to being around each other. You should speak with Reon about how to best serve as an Omega for this team.” Another nod as he pointed Reon out to her. “Any questions?”

She shook her head. “I think I can figure it out if anything. Thank you, Ushijima-san.” He nodded before jogging out to join his team. The next few hours, she served as the perfect manager. Running around filling bottles, taking diligent notes on players’ performance, she had even earned a compliment from Coach Saito when she’d made an off-hand comment about Goshiki’s form.

“You must know a lot about volleyball,” Saito commented as he stood besides her, looking between his clipboard and the players. Washijo was across the room yelling at the team.

She shrugged, “I’m just around volleyball a lot.” A smile pulled at her lips as she jotted down another mark regarding Semi’s serve. “Why doesn’t Semi set? Doesn’t he have the most experience setting?”

“He’s a good setter,” Saito affirmed, “but he isn’t what this team needs now. His best use is as a pinch server.” She sensed there was something more to that comment, but she left it be. He glanced over at her notes as she wrote another one down. “That’s a nice ring.”

She looked down at her hand, tilting her fingers as it caught the light. “Thank you,” she smiled at the coach. “It was a gift from my alpha.”

“Your alpha?” He looked around the room. “Is it Ushijima or Semi?”

She reeled, eyes widening, as her scent soured slightly. “My Alpha doesn’t go here,” she choked out, forcing herself to regulate her scent. “Why did you think it was Ushijima-san or Semi?”

His eyes widened slightly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just assumed since I can smell their scents on you.” Her nose twitched at that, subconsciously sniffing at the air around her and she mentally cursed as she picked up the mountain scent and the maple scent that belonged to Semi. He turned back to the courts. “Forget I said anything.”

A soft sigh. “It’s not your fault, I didn’t mean to sound accusatory. I hadn’t realized that their scents lingered so much.

He chuckled at that. “Alpha scents do typically cling to Omegas much harder than you’d expect. Especially Ushijima’s scent.” They exchanged looks, both nodding slightly.

“My Alpha actually goes to Aoba Johsai. He’s the ace over there.”

Saito nodded at that. “Ah. Iwaizumi-kun, right?” She hummed in acknowledgement. “He works well with Oikawa-kun. But, we only extended a scholarship to Oikawa-kun.” She turned to look at him puzzled. “It’s not that he isn’t skilled, we just already had Ushijima-kun and I guess Ohira-kun accepted his bid before we could offer one to Iwaizumi-kun.”

“The stronger the better, right?” She swallowed; she knew Oikawa and Iwaizumi both didn’t want to go to Shiratorizawa though she would’ve loved it if they had joined her here. Silently, she wondered if he would’ve left his best friend for her if he had gotten an offer. Saito hummed his agreement, and they continued the rest of practice in silence.

“Begin your cool-downs! Omega, come here and take the nets down.” Her head snapped up to look at Washijo as he waved his arms at the sitting Omega. She’d just finished refilling the water bottles and was sitting down at the bleachers to begin refolding the unused towels. A sigh slipped from her lips as she got back up. Though it didn’t seem like much, she was drained. Perhaps it was just some exhaustion from the aftermath of her heat. Her phone vibrated against her hip, but she ignored it as she reached the nets.

“Here, I’ll help.” Semi appeared at the other end of the net, hoisting it up as she untied one end. She shot him an appreciative look, nodding as they made quick work of it. “How was being manager today?”

She hummed, shrugging. “It was nice. It reminds me of home.” His eyebrows shot up at that as she continued, “you play very well Semi. I haven’t had many opportunities to observe you before, but you’re a strong setter.” He blinked, her smile stopping him in his tracks.

“Thank you,” he muttered, looking away as his ears began to glow. A warm maple scent hung in the air. They finished their task in silence. “Are you going to your dorm?”

She shook her head. “I left my things at my apartment, I didn’t plan on staying this late.” As she was about to hoist the net over her shoulder, Semi grabbed it from her arms.

Her mouth opened to protest but was interrupted by him holding his hand up. “Let me change and I’ll escort you, okay?” She closed her mouth, eyebrows furrowed as she slowly nodded. “Great, I’ll be back in ten minutes!” He ran out, stopping to put the net away and he flashed her a smile before disappearing in the direction of the club-room.

She made her way back to her bag, reaching in to grab the choker. It had felt slightly liberating to go without it, but she knew that she’d attract undesired attention if she were to go home without it, especially this late. Her phone vibrated again, and she quickly pulled it out, noticing a few text messages. She cursed; it was much later than she had anticipated. “Just finished with practice. Shittykawa almost hurt his damn knee again. Are you home yet?” That text was from twenty minutes ago. The newest text glowed brightly as her heart dropped. “I’m home already, where are you?” Ten minutes ago. Just as she finished reading it, another text zoomed in. “(Name)? Are you okay?”

She hastily sent him a reply, “Hey babe! Sorry, got held up with club. I’ll be leaving campus in a few minutes.”

His response was immediate. “I was so worried, I was about to tear the campus apart to find you. What club were you checking out?” She froze, not wanting to respond to him quite yet.

“My hero,” she responded, deciding to talk to him in person. Loud footsteps caught her attention and the familiar maple scent wafted over. “I’m leaving now, I’ll see you soon!” She tucked her phone back into her pocket.

“Ready to go?” Semi smiled, adjusting his bag over his shoulder. A quick nod, and they left the gym. A shiver coursed through her from the cold air. The air in the gym had been stuffy, heavy with the scents of all the alphas and the stench of sweat.

“I wish I brought a hoodie,” she complained, rubbing her arms as she pulled her bag up more.

“Speaking of which,” he pulled out a volleyball jacket. “Courtesy of the Shiratorizawa Academy Volleyball Team!” Semi grinned at her. “We loved having you here as our manager, and we kinda unanimously agreed to keep you on, if you accept of course.”

She hesitated. “I still need to talk with Hajime about it.”

“That’s fine! Just take the jacket for now, and return it tomorrow if you decide you don’t or can’t do it.” He shrugged, “we wouldn’t want to cause issues between you and your mate.” Another moment of hesitation, but a strong gust of wind had her tugging on the jacket. “Sorry if it’s a bit big, we didn’t have anything smaller. We can get it tailored for you if you accept though.”

“This is so soft!” Her (e/c) widened as a smirk slid onto her face, “though I think I prefer the Seijoh one.” She winked, causing Semi to chuckle as they crossed the academy boundary. A familiar scent washed over her as her head whipped around. “Alpha!” She cried, a wide smile breaching her face as she saw Iwaizumi walking towards the campus, his hands in the pockets of his hoodie. He must have changed before he headed out.

Running at him, she jumped into his arms. He chuckled, his hands grabbing her waist as he spun her. “I was already halfway here when I got your text, and I figured I’d walk you home.” He froze, just noticing the other Alpha and the scents that clung to her. He growled at Semi, “what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

The other alpha just held his hands up, “I offered to walk her home, we kept her late and I didn’t want anything happening to her.”

“Hajime, it’s fine. Let’s go home, okay?” She pleaded, eyes innocently blinking up at him. He sighed, squeezing his eyes shut. He knew that she was about to use her puppy-dog eyes on him and he could never resist those. Sending the other Alpha a curt nod as he spun, Iwaizumi headed back in the direction he had just come from. “Bye Semi! See you in class tomorrow,” she waved at Semi over Iwaizumi’s shoulder. The alpha returned it before he also turned back and headed onto campus. The pine scent was soothing after her long day; she buried her face into his neck. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too, ‘Mega.” His grip tightened on her as a sharp pine scent bit at her nose. “So...are you going to tell me why the hell you’re in a Shiratorizawa volleyball jacket and why the fuck you smell like Ushiwaka?”

She sighed, knowing there was no way around it. Reluctantly, she pulled away from the alpha, letting her grip around his waist go as she got back onto her feet. “The volleyball team invited me to be their manager for me to complete the Omega internship. If I don’t join some type of team, I won’t be allowed to graduate.”

Pine burned as Iwaizumi absorbed her words. His teeth dug into his bottom lip. “Why do you need to help the volleyball team out? Why not some other club?”

She carefully danced around the subject, not wanting to piss off Iwaizumi more or lie to him. “They figured that since you were my mate, I would be knowledgeable about volleyball.” He scoffed at that as she continued, “I also get along with Semi and I guess he pitched the idea.” ‘Though Ushijima was the one to invite me,’ she silently added, knowing that particular inclusion would spark a bloodfest. Sure she could try and search for other clubs, but knowing that she might not have friends - aka protection - in the other organizations made her reluctant.

Iwaizumi wrapped a hand around her shoulder as they proceeded to walk, contemplating his response. He sighed. “I don’t like this. What if they take advantage of you babe?” She opened her mouth to protest, but he wasn’t finished yet. “I don’t like you being around Ushiwaka, and I hate him for what he did to you. If you’re their manager, you can’t promise me that you’ll be safe from him, and I can’t be there to protect you.” His eyes met hers, and she could see the flames of desperation, guilt, and frustration dancing behind them. “You’re the love of my life. I don’t want to lose you.”

She couldn’t help it; she pressed her lips to his. “I’m yours, Hajime, for now and always.” He sighed again, his pine scent softening. “I promise I won’t hide anything from you, and I’ll limit my interactions with him, okay? I’ll do anything to make you trust me.”

“It’s not you I don’t trust, it’s your new team,” he muttered as they stood outside her apartment. She hummed as she unlocked the door to let them in. “I made dinner. Go change and we’ll eat.”

“You’re the best Alpha!” She cheered, kissing him again as she hurried to her room to change. Stopping in the doorway, her face went blank as she faced him again. “Their pack may be full of Alphas, but I don’t think they’d hurt me or let anything happen to me. You know they’d temporarily take me into the pack.” She took a deep breath, eyes focused on his. “Semi promised to keep me safe, and I know you don’t hate him that much. You just hate that he’s part of that pack.” With that, she disappeared into their room. Iwaizumi made his way to the kitchen, setting up their meal. It was true that he didn’t hate Semi; he’d met the other Alpha a few times when he had picked her up from project meetings. He had to admit that he had a begrudging respect for the setter, and he knew that his mate also trusted Semi. One time in second year, Semi had stopped a group of first-year alphas from harassing her, and that’s what had spurred on a closer friendship between the two. Noises interrupted his thoughts as she made your way to his side. “Thank you for being the best mate and Alpha a person could ask for,” she purred, bringing his knuckles to her lips as she took her seat besides him.

A smile made its way to his face. “Thank you for being the love of my life.” She beamed at him. They proceeded to enjoy their meal and each other’s company in silence. As she stood at the sink washing the dishes and humming, he leaned against the counter besides her. A squeal escaped her lips as he snaked his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulders. “I don’t like it, but I trust you and I guess Semi. Promise me that you’ll keep me informed on everything that’s going on, okay? If Ushijima or any of the other alphas even tries to make a move on you, I want you to quit.” Gentle lips pressed against her temple as she murmured her agreement to his terms. “Oh, and you better not be spying on our pack.” He threatened, twirling her around before he captured her lips with his.

She giggled, “you know I’m loyal to the pack.” Another breath-taking kiss that never felt long enough. “I love you.”

“I love you too, ‘Mega.”

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DBTS Supplement: Iwaizumi x Omega x Semi

AN: I hope you enjoy this anon! I wrote this HCs style because it was easier for me to write bc of the timeline

Word count: 1.4k

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader, Semi Eita x Reader

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supplement: Iwaizumi x Omega x Semi

🌟 SO! Semi and Omega began courting (with Iwaizumi’s permission) in their second year

🌟 After realising that (Name) got harassed by other Alphas on-campus, and realising that Semi had stepped in to protect her, (Name) and Iwaizumi had a frank discussion.

🌟 “Do you like Semi?”

🌟 “What do you mean Haji?”

🌟 Iwaizumi swallowed his pride, scowling. “I think that Semi is a nice guy. And if you decide that you want to court him, then I am alright with that.”

🌟 She tilts her head, confused. “But I have you already, Haji. Why would I want anyone else?”

🌟 Iwaizumi groaned, slapping his forehead. “I know that! But if you decide that you wanted to get closer to him and court him, then I am giving you permission. I know that you don’t need my permission, but as a bond-mate who cares VERY MUCH about you, I’m telling you this now.”

🌟 “Oh, okay then.”

🌟 If she was being honest, (Name) had never really thought about Semi in that way. But once she realised that the things he was doing WAS SIMILAR to what Iwaizumi had done when they went to the same middle-school?

🌟 That’s when she started to get a little more curious

🌟 She started bringing him his own bentos and talking to him more outside of class

🌟 Semi - of course - didn’t actually know that she had an Alpha. This whole time, he thought she was a Beta

🌟 But something drew him to her and so he couldn’t resist giving her a hand-written letter with a bracelet as a courting gift

🌟 The letter had some lyrics that he had written, proclaiming his interest in her and the bracelet had a treble clef on it

🌟 And so, they began courting!

🌟 Semi took her out to an indie cafe for their very first date, jamming out to music and just getting to know her better

🌟 And cue the bomb that she actually had an Alpha! And that she’s an Omega!

🌟 (talk about a double-whammy)

🌟 Like he was surprised when she showed up smelling like STRAWBERRIES instead of PINE like usual!

🌟 (Name): so I actually have an Alpha -sips her tea-

🌟 Semi -shocked- : uh what? Then why did you accept my courting gift?

🌟 (Name): Well, I really like you! And my Alpha said I could court you if I wanted to

🌟 Semi: i see…

🌟 Tbh, after that initial shock and awkwardness, Semi got pretty comfortable with (Name)

🌟 After a few more dates, he asked to meet Iwaizumi - and that’s when he realised that the same person who picked up (Name) after projects and stuff [who he originally assumed was a sibling or something because they shared the same scents and stuff] was her Alpha, he was shooketh

🌟 SHOOKETH

🌟 Anyways, Semi and Iwaizumi actually get along pretty well!

🌟 Iwaizumi respects Semi for being able to make (Name) happy and ensure that she’s well taken care of during school

🌟 And Semi respects Iwaizumi because he’s actually a phenomenal wing-spiker and he respects Iwaizumi’s overall personality and just vibe, y’know??

🌟 LMAO Oikawa was SO SALTY when Iwaizumi and (Name) started bringing Semi around to their pack events

🌟 (especially when they played practice matches together and Iwaizumi would have Semi set for him out of spite to his best friend LMAO)

🌟 Though Semi was still in Ushijima’s pack, he knew that Iwaizumi and (Name) were more comfortable with Seijoh and so he would often concede and hang-out with them

🌟 (also cue Ushijima’s surprise when she showed up to practice on Fridays waiting to pick-up Semi. like omg, this is the Omega that I liked from that one tournament in high-school?? But since she was already with Semi, he was like alright then)

🌟 During lunch, Semi would alternate between eating with (Name) in their classroom and hanging out with the rest of Shiratorizawa. But after a while, and they’re settled in their courtship, she starts integrating with the rest of the pack

🌟 LMAO, Tendou was shook as HECK that this was the Omega Ushijima was lowkey obsessed with, and he was shook that Semi managed to get an Omega before everyone else

🌟 Moving on to the domestic goodness!

🌟 Semi couldn’t live in the apartment with them because of Shiratorizawa’s dorming rules

🌟 AT LEAST, not until second-year was over and they were actually more serious in the courting

🌟 So until then, he would just go home with (Name) after practice on Fridays and spend the weekend with them

🌟 Both Alphas were similar in temperament and mannerisms tbh

🌟 Saturday mornings would be (Name) and Semi cuddling in the nest while Iwaizumi went to go for his morning run

🌟 (Semi was not about that life LMAO)

🌟 When Iwaizumi got back, he would shower and then join the cuddle-puddle and they’d cuddle until like 10 or so when (Name) would finally get out of bed to make them breakfast

🌟 While she would be making breakfast, one of the boys would help her while the other would clean around the apartment or just some other small chores like laundry

🌟 (they alternated weekends on who got which task)

🌟 After breakfast, then they had the rest of Saturday to do whatever! They would either do a group-date or one of the Alphas would “claim” the day/weekend to themselves so that they could get solo-times with (Name)

🌟 If it was a group-date, then they would end the night with pizza, movies, and more cuddles

🌟 If it was a solo weekend, then it’d be up to Alpha of the weekend!

🌟 Iwaizumi would typically enjoys the nights at home so they’d probably do a self-care day - taking a bath, face masks, cuddles, all that goodness

🌟 Semi, on the other hand, would want to take her out the ENTIRE day. So they’d go out for lunch, eat out for dinner, and some sort of activity like laser-tag, bowling, or shopping

🌟 (She had to fix his fashion sense because it was WHACK)

🌟 On certain weekends, they’d hangout with their respective packs - taking turns on who they would hang out with

🌟 For example, if Seijoh requested week 1, then they would hangout with Shiratorizawa the next time. But if there were no conflicts, then it didn’t really matter and it was up to the member of that pack to decide whether or not they’d go!

🌟 So if Semi didn’t feel like hanging with Shiratorizawa? They’d ditch

🌟 Sundays was reserved for school-work so the trio would wake up semi-early, have breakfast, make their respective drinks (Semi drinks coffee, Iwaizumi/(Name) drinks tea), and just study

🌟 Monday mornings, they would all wake up at 5 am. Iwaizumi would go for his run, and Semi/(Name) would make breakfast/lunch for the day

🌟 They’d eat breakfast together before Semi walked (Name) to school and Iwaizumi would head to Seijoh

🌟 Since she has Semi as an Alpha, she didn’t have to wear the scent-blockers and would let both Semi and Iwaizumi scent her

🌟 (Lemme just say, maple and strawberry smells so INCREDIBLY SWEET)

🌟 Once they reached their third year, the trio sat down together. Iwaizumi and (Name) had already discussed it and formally invited Semi to move in with them

🌟 Semi - of course - accepted and thus began a very fulfilling life!

🌟 (Name) still visited Seijoh the most, since her relationship with Iwaizumi took precedence, but she would still visit Shiratorizawa’s pack practices

🌟 And when it comes to games, she supports Iwaizumi first, wearing his jersey and taking her role as Seijoh’s manager - which Semi surprisingly doesn’t mind. He knew (from his mate) that Seijoh works hard and that his mate’s other Alpha works hard, and once he became a pinch server, he didn’t really care (as much) about what happens (though they expect to win)

🌟 When Karasuno beats Seijoh and face-off with Shiratorizawa, he wasn’t surprised that (Name) borrowed his alternate jersey and was in the stands cheering for him

🌟 He WAS surprised - though - when Iwaizumi was right beside her, also cheering for him whenever he was put in to serve

🌟 That’s when he knew that he was actually an important and valued part of their relationship

🌟 When both boys lost, she took them home and pampered the hell out of them, reminding them that their future wasn’t limited by this one game and that they had so much more ahead of them

🌟 When she turned 18, they all celebrated together on the day of her birthday. But, Iwaizumi was given the weekend in order to celebrate with just her and to do the marking

🌟 (Semi went to stay with his family for tha weekend)

🌟 The weekend after was when Semi had her to himself and did his marking

🌟 So overall a very fulfilling relationship between the three!

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