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“Would you like me to console you?” Kunigami said in a low and deep tone. The words slipped off his tongue like smooth butter. His hand wrapped along his nape where his scent gland lies. His usually despondent eyes were always looking off into the distance, thinking about something, something that no one could guess. But right now those eyes are staring straight into Barou’s soul. 

Barou was unlucky in love. Well, not unlucky, it’s more like he’s not actively searching for it. When he was asked in BlueLock about his “type” all those years ago, he just said someone that would clean with him. To have similar hobbies would be good, other than that there’s not really anything that would draw him to a particular person. Not anyone, except maybe his World Cup teammate, whose comment just made Barou choke on his beer.

Barou was a successful, tall, handsome, and an alpha. Being the “King” striker for Ubers basically guaranteed him a spot in the soccer player hall of fame. But following what his mentor Snuffy had taught him, he did not let fame get to his head and focused on practice and matches. 

There was a partner or two throughout his career but Barou kept everything lowkey; the relationship would never go farther than a couple months and he wouldn’t get all that upset when the eventual breakup came. Not to mention, Barou sometimes got really picky with his partners if they messed up the cleanliness of his home. Many omegas and betas were attracted to Barou’s appearance at first but then left voluntarily after seeing the bossy clean-freak side of him.

It had only been a few weeks since Japan won the World Cup for the first time. Most athletes at this time would still be celebrating the high of such a win, but instead, Barou was sitting in Kunigami’s apartment with takeout from a local izakaya, surrounded by multiple beer cans. 

“I didn’t even like her! It’s just the way she had the audacity to cheat on me! In my own house!” Barou lamented about how his recent girlfriend, an omega who had a gentle and cute appearance, had been cheating on him, even bringing multiple alpha affairs to Barou’s apartment whenever he was out. Barou knew that the love between them was weak and tried to make up for it by buying her gifts and letting her stay over, but he did not think she was daring enough to cheat! 

So, Barou was hanging out at Kunigami’s place, trying to keep a distance from his ex-girlfriend who’s been taking her sweet time packing up her things. Although Barou was never necessarily close with Kunigami during their time at BlueLock, he definitely acknowledged the other’s impressive skill. Back during the second selection Barou even wanted to pick Kunigami for their team. It wasn’t until the two were both on Team Japan did they have more interactions. Barou appreciated Kunigami’s quietness and dedication towards soccer. The orange-haired man didn’t mind a peaceful drink at an izakaya or each other’s places. His place was also always clean and neat.

Barou wanted a place to escape his ex-girlfriend and there was no way he was gonna confide in Isagi. That would be awkward. If he were to go and tell his younger sisters what happened, them being omegas themselves might just chase down his ex-girlfriend and start fighting. A better outcome would be if no one fights and no one gets hurt. Although it was kind of hard to decipher what Kunigami was thinking, Barou always knew the other was genuinely listening by how he would occasionally give advice or nod his head. However, this was the first time the other spoke like this!

“Would you like me to console you?” 

Barou stared straight at Kunigami, his half-empty beer can slipped from his hands spilling all over the table. Meanwhile Kunigami looked back at Barou as if he was just recounting what he got at the grocery store. 

‘W-wha–what? Console?” Barou sputtered out. He looked up and down at Kunigami. The other was muscular, even more so than when he was at BlueLock, he even got taller too. And if Barou was not mistaken, Kunigami is also an alpha. Everyone’s secondary gender was revealed during their character profiles although almost everyone was either a beta or an alpha. 

Barou’s hands scattered around the ground, looking for his phone. He was going to look this up because he knows damn well his memories weren’t wrong. 

“Oh, are you worried about that?” Kunigami smiled. His hand teasingly lifted up the corner of the scent gland patch. Almost everyone had to wear one; it acted like a deodorant to keep alpha and omega pheromones under control, however, due to recent anti-discrimination laws, everyone was required to wear one, even betas. 

“Why don’t you answer it for yourself?” He looked at Barou with a small glint in his gloomy eyes. 

It was like there was an invisible force pulling him towards Kunigami. Before he knew it, his hand hovered over Kunigami’s neck. His pointer finger slipped under the loose corner of the scent patch. Lifting it up slowly, a brief trace of a sweet scent attacked his nose. It was like a tiger lily that was doused in amber and honey. He just couldn’t get enough. 

“Ah!” Kunigami sighed as Barou ripped off the entire scent patch in one go. The sudden wave of that seductive scent almost made the Barou light headed. But this scent was undeniable. It was an omega. Barou forcefully detached himself from the other. Kunigami’s eyebrows knit in confusion as Barou plopped his hands on his shoulders and stared at his face. 

He examined the other’s face. There was no hint of a rising body temperature or a blush that would indicate an incoming heat cycle. Barou then held up three fingers.

“How many fingers am I holding up?” He asked.

“Um, three. What are you doing?” 

“Just making sure you’re not drunk.” Barou sighed. It seemed like they both were sober. So why was Kunigami making such propositions now? And just how was he an omega after he was confirmed an alpha during BlueLock. Just as Barou was about to ask, Kunigami spoke:

“Are you wondering if I really am an omega? Don’t worry, I am. Turns out going through extreme physical and mental stress from Wildcard could actually trigger a second differentiation. So, yeah, I went from an alpha to omega. You can laugh if you want, it's funny.” Kunigami laughed, but his eyes didn’t have a hint of humor in them.

Barou didn't think that Wildcard was the reason behind this. He could not even imagine how it would feel to go from an alpha to an omega. 

“I am so sorry…” He muttered, knowing there was nothing he could do about it.

Kunigami teased, “Awww, you are so cute. How could your ex cheat on this?” Noticing Barou's reluctance and sympathy towards him, he suggested a win-win plan. He eased his foot onto Barou’s crotch and said:

“Hey, why don’t you help me? I think a good fucking from your alpha cock could stop my heats for the rest of my life.”

And with that, Barou lost the last straw at keeping his resolve. 

The two were sitting at a kotatsu until Barou jumped at Kunigami, dragging the other’s lower half outside of the table. He shoved his hands to the floor, one each side of Kunigami’s face, caging him between his arms. His movements were so sudden and loud, Kunigami was worried about getting noise complaints from the neighbors below him. 

“You agreed to this…” Were Barou’s last words before slamming his lips on the other’s. Kunigami opened his mouth quite easily, letting Barou slip in his tongue. He sucked on the evasive tongue, goading on the alpha, stroking his ego. Kunigami wrapped his arms around Barou’s back, moving up, he entangled his hands in the other’s hair before resting his hands on the other’s neck. And with no warning, he ripped off the alpha’s scent gland patch; releasing the heavy scent of a musky, sensual sandalwood. The scent immediately made him enthralled, wrapping his legs around Barou’s torso. 

“Hah–hah–” Kunigami panted only to get his noises swallowed up in the steamy kiss. If kiss was even a good word to describe this act, it was more like Barou was consuming the omega. He moved the kiss downwards, kissing his nose, then his cheeks, chin, and neck. It wasn't until he turned Kunigami’s head to the side to tease their naked scent gland did the other say:

“Ah! You kiss– You kiss like a dog!” Kunigami blurted, biting his tongue, trying not to let his moans leak out. 

“Yeah? And you grind like a bitch!” He said, pressing his clothed hard-on onto Kunigami’s ass. 

Since wrapping his legs around Barou, the omega was grinding his ass onto the alpha’s hard cock. He didn’t expect the alpha to grind back. 

Barou was in heaven; Kunigami was warm and soft even with his clothes still on. The friction from the two grinding had generated so much heat. Barou was centimeters away from Kunigami’s face. The two were so close their breaths mingled. 

Once Barou saw slick starting to pour from the other’s pants did he finally rip them off. The cool air hit Kunigami’s bare legs; it was almost cold, if not for Barou’s large, fat cock radiating heat. After taking off the other’s pants, Barou unbuttoned his own. It was difficult, considering how tight his pants were from his hard-on. Once he got it out, it slammed across Kunigami’s navel. 

“That’s going to be in me?” The omega asked wide-eyed. That cock dwarfed his own, and he was pretty big. He was also pretty big in general, a well-built athlete if he would say so himself. But that cock just felt like it could just scramble his insides and it wasn't even in him yet.

“Relax.” Barou comforted Kunigami as he eased his fingers into the omega’s puckered hole. Kunigami tightened his grip on Barou’s neck when he felt the alpha’s fingers penetrate his slicked hole. The fingers were thick and slow, dragging on the omega’s inner walls. It wasn’t until the fingers pressed onto his prostate did such strong shocks of dopamine shoot up to his brain.

“Hah!” Kunigami hid his face in Barou’s shoulder. The alpha moved his other hand to the omega’s hard dick. He stroked the omega’s cock and prostate repeatedly until Kunigami came with a moan. His entrance relaxed, a wave of slick gushing forward, preparing him for the alpha’s cock. 

Barou let Kunigami catch his breath. The omega was panting on the ground, in a daze he leaned forward and grabbed the alpha’s cock, lining it up with his hole, muttering a silent, “please” .

Barou smirked, lifting the other’s hips to his dick, he gave the omega’s sculpted and muscular ass a squeeze before rubbing himself between the other’s cheeks. Barou rocked back and forth, dribbling his sticky precum all over Kunigami’s hole. Finally, he pushed in, easing his large cock in inch by inch. The omega’s eyes widened at the penetration and he couldn’t stop moaning. 

Barou bottomed out with a grunt; his length was fully sheathed in the omega’s tight and hot hole. Kunigami first felt that the cock inside of him was deep, too deep; then he felt Barou’s groin hit his perineum. 

Barou started pounding. The alpha raised the other’s legs in the air, caging him in a mating press. If Barou’s fingers were pressed against Kunigami’s prostate, then his dick was ramming it to shreds with each thrust. He would pull his dick out until only the head was still inside and slam the entire length in.

To Kunigami, that dick felt really damn good. His inner walls clamped down on that fat cock, as if he was sucking it in, begging it not to go. Any thoughts of reason left the two as they continued to fuck.

Kunigami grabbed Barou’s neck and slammed his lips onto his own. He sucked and mewled on the other’s tongue, pleasure enveloping his brain until his navel felt even hotter. He moved his hips to meet the alpha’s thrusts. 

At the same time, the two orgasmed. Kunigami came untouched, his come splattering all over his chest. Barou released his seed inside Kunigami; he thrust to the deepest core of his body and came. The two collapsed onto the floor, Barou’s dick still inside of Kunigami. Once he pulled out, the omega’s ass clenched around nothing, trying to prevent the precious seed from leaking. But he failed as cum flowed down his thighs painting an erotic image. This sight made Barou Jr. spring back to life. 

“Was it– hah– good? Did you forget about your ex?” Kunigami asked, out of breath. 

“Good? It was mind-blowing! Who is my ex again?” Barou joked, his arms cradling Kunigami before picking him up.

“Ah!” Kunigami was shocked, very rarely can anyone pick him up. 

Barou carried Kunigami all the way to the bedroom before laying him down on his chest and stomach. Kunigami was going to ask what this was for before he was silenced by Barou lying on top of him.

“It’s not over yet.” He said. The alpha’s thighs touched the back of Kunigami’s legs. 

‘I am getting mounted. I am getting mounted. I am getting mounted.’ Echoed through Kunigami’s mind, only to be stopped by a wave of ecstasy sent to his brain.

Barou’s dick, which was hard again, was thrust inside the slippery heat. It was like Kunigami’s entire body was turned into an erogenous zone, begging to be mated and fucked. Every single touch turned him on. He buried his face into the pillow, presenting his neck to the alpha. Barou, lost to any sense of restraint, bit down hard. 

The pleasure of forming a mating bond was so good, they both orgasmed at once. Only for Barou to continue pounding that ass, sticky sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room. Barou had mounted him and fucked him like a beast. All the while Kunigami took it, moaning like a bitch in heat. 

In a room where it smells so damn good, he’s newly mated, and he’s getting fucked on repeat, Kunigami is not so sure he’s going to be able to walk the next day. 

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After a whole day of fucking, the two woke up. Kunigami’s voice was sore from moaning and he couldn’t feel his legs. 

Barou was awake, staring at Kunigami with smiling eyes like he was pleased with their compatibility and mating. Of course, he was pleased with their night together! He came in him, who knows how many times, Barou was fucking him like an animal! While looking at each other, Kunigami tried to say something only to stumble and blurt out:

“How could anyone cheat on a fat cock like that?”

 The silence was loud, he thought that blunt statement might at least garner a giggle but there was only radio silence. Barou thought about the question and truthfully answered:

“Well, I thought my partners liked it but they were limping after each intimacy, even when I didn’t go in all the way. Seeing as they would always cheat or break up, I guess they didn’t like it.”

“Listen, just stay with me, no other omega could handle your dick combined with your rough fucking.” Kunigami quickly responded, his ears blushing. He felt a small hint of anger rising just thinking about Barou’s previous lovers. 

Barou confessed, “Just spending the night with you I forgot all about anyone before you. You are neat, a good listener, hard-working, and a good soccer player! What more can I ask for?

Kunigami’s entire face became pink at such praise, his hand relaxed on his neck. Things were different; they were mated now. He couldn’t think of anyone else he would be with. Now to start their mated life he should probably ask:

“So, now that we are mated. How many kids do you want?”

Barou started to laugh. Oh, so now he laughs.

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“The house should be clean enough now.” Barou mumbled as he set aside the mop in his hand. The floor was so spotless that if any one looked down their face would be staring back at them. The scent of disinfectant and artificial lemon filled the room. Even the water surrounding the mop was clear because there was barely any dirt on the floor. Now, what could possibly have been the reason for such a cleaning frenzy, dishes in the oven and on the stove, and a dress shirt getting steamed at the same time?

Barou checked his watch; there was still 20 minutes before he needed to get to the airport at twelve. A certain someone would be waiting on this certain day. That day was, of course, February 14th, Valentine’s Day. 

Barou was never that hyped for Valentine’s Day. Although he had a couple partners here and there, it never was that serious. It always ended in a breakup, but he never got too offended or upset about it. He was mostly focused on soccer, cooking, cleaning, and taking care of his sisters and mom. Barou was a bit oblivious to girls and omegas, if they liked him, he wouldn’t have known until they confessed their feelings.

“Love will come when you least expect it.” Barou’s mother would always tell him that phrase, although he’s pretty sure that was more so to comfort her than him. He remembered her worried face every Valentine’s Day where he would walk in with a handful of chocolates from classmates that he immediately gave away to his sisters and mom. Well, she wasn’t wrong. Getting a boyfriend out of a drunken conversation was unexpected– but welcome!

He grabbed his keys, before turning off the stove. In his car, he made sure the roses he prepared the day prior still sat comfortably in the passenger seat before meticulously shedding any wilted petals. 

“That should be fine.” He muttered. The car’s engine roared to life as he made his way to the airport. 

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Kunigami drummed his fingers on the arm of his seat. It’s been a while since he last met with Barou. After they slept together for the first time, they kind of vaguely confirmed a relationship; the remaining days after that– occurrence– they spent trying lovey-dovey couple activities like movies, bowling (Kunigami tried his hardest but lost. Barou would not hold back for anyone, but that’s okay, he prefers it that way), eating out, cooking together, and going to the gym together. After that Kunigami left and they called or facetimed once in a while but it's been some time since they… got intimate with each other. 

His skin tingled just thinking about it. Not to sound like the “Virgin Maiden” type but Kunigami never really had any relationship experience. He was mostly focused on soccer, especially after Wildcard, most prospects of anything else sort of died. It took him years to snap out of that mentality, but by that time, everyone was miles ahead of him in relationship experience and just having fun in life. 

When he was younger he would often get chocolates from a couple of people that had a crush on him. But after overhearing some conversations in the hall, it was mostly just because of a muscle fetish. If he actually asked them out they probably would have said no. It was more like he was a Greek statue in their eyes, not a romanceable option. 

“Aurgh…” Kunigami sank his face into his palms. Maybe he could try to initiate something again? Or maybe Barou avoided sleeping with him because he came off too strong? Did he seem too slutty? Or did his inexperience show and Barou doesn’t want to sleep with a dead fish? They both reached the age where most people started settling down and some even started having kids. What if Barou just decided to settle for him? 

Kunigami shook his head with fervor. Today was not the day to be doubting their relationship, not when he had a goal in mind. 

“Thank you for flying with us…” The flight attendant’s voice drowned out. Kunigami took his backpack and waited to get off the plane. He packed pretty lightly; after all he had his own set of toiletries, mugs, and trinkets at Barou’s place. Both men were similar in stature as well so they could easily share clothes.

I can’t wait to see him. Kunigami thought as he headed out of the airport’s terminal.

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Barou parked his car in the airport’s cell phone lot. He learned his lesson from walking into the airport to wait for Kunigami. Groups of kids stared in awe, some probably recognizing him as the King Striker from Ubers. Hushed whispers from nearby also followed. Since his success on Ubers, he had to deal with fans everywhere. He knew Kunigami also had this problem; last time Kunigami visited, a fan happened to sit next to him and stared the entire flight. 

He refocused on his phone, waiting for a text from Kunigami to see if he'd gotten off the flight yet, only to be interrupted by a tap on his windshield. 

He swung his head around. Did the paparazzi spot him? “Who the fu–” He stopped mid-sentence the second he saw the familiar mess of orange hair.

“Hello, handsome.” Kunigami waved, a small smirk spreading across his face.

Barou used almost all his mental power to restrain himself from rolling his eyes. “Just get in the car.” The car doors unlocked with a click. Kunigami still had that smug smile as he ran to the passenger seat, settling in nicely.

“So, King,” He said teasingly, “What do you have planned for today?” 

Barou stayed silent for a while, his eyes focusing on the road. “Nothing.” He huffed.

Kunigami smiled. Usually nothing means something, he just doesn’t want to admit it. 

“Alright, nothing sounds pretty fun.”

When the two finally arrived in the house, Kunigami noticed a faint aroma of food lingering in the air.

“So nothing was planned, huh?” 

“Shut up.” Barou retaliated. “It’s not done cooking yet.”

“Oh?” Kunigami raised his brow. “So how will we pass the time, king?” 

He leaned in a bit closer, his hands fidgeting with the zipper of his hoodie that he wore for the flight. 

“It doesn’t hurt to workout a bit more, after soccer training.” His voice slowed down, lowering to a whisper.

“What are you whispering for?” Barou stared in confusion. “But, yeah, you don’t need the jacket cause it’s nice out. I got us tickets for the zoo.”

“Oh, uh,” He blinked his eyes in confusion. “Okay.”

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The sun was bright, way too bright for February. But then again, this was Italy and not Germany where Kunigami grew accustomed too. February was already slightly warm and sunny, unlike Germany’s volatile weather that alternated between hail, storm, and sun. Except Kunigami kind of wished it was hailing baseballs so he could make an excuse to stay inside and the two could… you know… fuck. 

Okay, so what if he is horny! It’s a natural thing. Plus he spent a good chunk of his teen years focusing solely on soccer, he deserves a couple rounds of good sex here and there. 

“Would you rather look at the big cat or reptile exhibit?” Barou said, interrupting Kunigami’s train of thought.

‘ I’d rather we go back to the car, lower the seats, and–’ Kunigami calmed down internally. “I think I’m quite tired of looking at a stupid lion all the time, so I would rather see some reptiles.”

“What? When did you ever look at lions? Does Germany have a lot of zoos?”

Kunigami huffed, deciding to just start walking. 

“Hey wait up!” Barou yelled.

The zoo was filled with kids. Either a babysitter taking kids out for fun while the parents have their own fun elsewhere, or small families that decided to celebrate their love by taking everyone out. That could be their future, if a certain someone could take a hint!

Now that he thinks of it, what exactly would their kids look like? Would their hair be orange or black? Or maybe a mix of the both like a halloween-themed character? Since there already is a hero and a king in the house, all that is missing is a prince or a princess…

“Hey, let’s look at the giant tortoises next.” Barou suggested, staring at the map.

“Yeah, sure, let's go.” Kunigami agreed, absentmindedly. He should at least enjoy the date, seeing as Barou took the effort to plan it all out. 

While walking to the exhibit, he felt a slight breeze against his skin. His hand scrambled to his pocket, but before he could warm himself up, an idea popped up in his mind. Glancing down at the familiar, sunkissed-skin hand that was just in reach, he brushed his pinky against it, hooking their hands together. 

Embarrassed, Kunigami looked away, fully expecting their interlocking pinkies to cease. But he was wrong, the grip on his hand tightened, a thick hand enveloping his own in a comfortable warmth. He tilted his head up, sneaking a glance at Barou, but they did not make any eye contact because Barou was fervently staring at the hyena exhibit with a small tinge of red on his face, his scrunched up into a forced frown. 

Kunigami chuckled. He gave Barou’s hand a squeeze of appreciation before dragging him to the tortoise exhibit. 

When the two arrived, they were met with a rush of people running the opposite way. Everyone was screaming which was a sharp contrast to the smiles on their faces.

“What’s happening? Did the tortoises start fighting?” Kunigami questioned. 

The two rounded the exhibit, only seeing tortoises lazing around, sunbathing, or eating. Nothing that would cause a wave of people to run out of the exhibit. That was until they walked to the other side of the habitat. 

“Wait, are they fucking?” Barou said, startled.

Kunigami didn’t even need to turn his head around because the spectacle was right in front of him. Dead center, super loud, no decorum. 

‘ So everyone’s getting some but me!?’ He screamed internally.

Kunigami huffed before dragging Barou straight out of the exhibit. 

“Barou…” Kunigami said, slightly menacingly. “I had a lot of fun seeing all these animals, but I am getting pretty tired. Let’s head back, maybe?”

“Yeah, sure. The zoo’s getting pretty crowded now.”

The two head back from the zoo date that was reminiscent of something teenagers would probably have had fun at. Too bad this was a couple in their 30’s. 

As Barou entered the house, he ran to the kitchen. Donning his pink apron (a gag gift from Bachira), he got to work, checking the recipe for what is left in the dishes.

It was great seeing his lover working so hard for a good valentines’ day but he needed more . He needed his mate to do mate-y things to him. Kunigami breathed out heavily, slowly raising his shirt until it was half off. Just thinking of that intimate time between them made him hot.

He approached Barou, resting his head on his lover’s shoulder. His hand traced along the other’s palm, crawling up their arm.

“Let’s work on dinner later…” Kunigami whispered into Barou’s ear.

Barou tensed up almost immediately. A slight pause of a hitched breath caused an eerie silence in the room. Now from an outside point of view, Kunigami looked like an experienced seducer, ready to take his partner on a wild ride (or give him one). But on the inside, his brain was completely short-circuited. 

Did I mess up? His mind repeatedly questioned. It wasn’t until a sharp bang! brought him back to his senses. Barou dropped the recipe book he was holding; Kunigami was about to pick it back up for him but stopped immediately when he saw that face.

Barou’s mouth was agape from shock maybe? Come on, asking for sex can’t be that shocking. Can’t a guy want to do it once in a while? 

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying? But I thought that you didn’t want to do it…” He looked away shyly. “You never brought it up.”

“What.” Kunigami said dumbfounded. He eased his fingertips at his temple. “No, not at all you got it all wrong–”

Just then, his sentence was cut off by a kiss. After the initial shock, Kunigami eased his hands on Barou’s neck, keeping him in place. Their kiss deepened, the sound of lips smacking filled the room. 

“Hah–” Kunigami broke free from that strangling kiss. Panting, he held onto the kitchen counter to support himself but Barou was far from done. The black-haired man grabbed Kunigami’s face, keeping his jaw in place as he connected their lips once more. 

Kunigami’s core felt tight, like there was a heat stirring beneath his skin. Then, he felt an intruder between his thighs. His pelvis was pushed up on Barou’s thigh. 

“Ngh–” He moaned. The only sound he could make as his mind blurred and all he could think about was that fat dick . He needed it. Just as he was about to beg for it, he was flipped around and pushed onto his front. 

Kunigami’s nipples were pushed into the kitchen countertop with his ass up in the air. Not his ideal place to fuck but hey, he’ll take what he can get. His wrists were pulled behind him, forcing him to stay in such an embarrassing position. Well, embarrassing for him, Barou got to the best view on the other hand.

It was a delicious view, well suited for a kitchen. A nice, rounded ass built entirely out of muscle from soccer and strength training was pressed right up Barou’s crotch. How he didn’t immediately pop a boner was also unanswerable on his end. That ass led to plush thighs and that sexy fucking waistline. 

Kunigami’s shorts and undergarments were immediately pulled down, exposing his bare ass. It did not take long for Barou’s pants to tent up. His dick was aching . The second he unzipped his pants his cock slammed down on that ass with a slap . 

Kunigami’s entire body flushed red from blushing too hard. It was cute. As Barou eased his dick into the other’s entrance, the head slipped a couple of times. 

“Fuck this! Your aim is shit!” Kunigami grumbled in frustration. He hadn’t cursed this much since he got out of Wildcard around a decade ago. Kunigami ripped his hands from Barou’s grip and turned around. He grabbed him and pushed that man onto the couch behind them. 

Barou flopped onto his back, his neck hitting the couch arm. He saw Kunigami hovering over his dick. The omega used one hand to keep it steady as he slid down. The head of the dick got through that tight ring of muscle. It was immediately met with a hot, melting heat that caused Barou to groan on the spot. After that, Kunigami lowered himself slowly, a little too slow for Barou’s standards. 

“Huh?” Kunigami questioned. He noticed Barou’s hands tightly grabbed his waist, he was confused before getting enveloped with pleasure the next second. 

“Ah!” He yelped as Barou slammed Kunigami down on his length. It was so deep . Kunigami twitched at the sudden fullness, followed by a string of mewls. It took Barou everything to not to start thrusting, but that consideration was quickly thrown out the window.

Now that he was fully sheathed inside it was like molten walls were clamping down on his cock. He gently rocked his hips, massaging that good spot inside of Kunigami.

“Come on, if you wanted to ride me so bad you better start moving.” Barou teased, slamming his hips up, meeting the other’s plush ass.

Kunigami moved his hips to match that rhythm. Moans fell from his lips followed by a small whine as Barou repeatedly abused that certain spot over and over again. How would those Kunigami fanboys react if they were to ever see their goat like this? Probably get a boner honestly. 

Barou gripped Kunigami’s thigh, leaving light bruises where his hands had wandered. He gritted his teeth as he rammed deep into the man above him, making sure Kunigami could feel every inch. 

He put a hand on Barou’s abdomen, trying to stay on balance. His thighs trembled as his core tightened. He rocked his hips desperately, chasing after his own climax.

“Fuck!” Barou shouted. His dick was torturously clamped down by Kunigami’s walls, sending waves of pleasure coursing from his nerves straight to his brain. White ribbons spurted from his cock. The two stayed in that position for a while; heavy breathing filled the room. Barou was still ejaculating for seconds while Kunigami just shuddered. Kunigami had come without ejaculating, his dick softened without a trace that it was hard in the first place. 

After Barou stopped coming, he pulled out. Kunigami’s rim leaked the sticky white substance that he was pumped full with. 

“Hey,” Barou gently brushed Kunigami’s face as he rested the other onto the couch. “Are you okay? Earth to Kunigami?” He waved his hand in front of the other. Kunigami’s eyes lazily followed Barou’s hand before uttering a short statement.

“Bed. Let’s go to the bedroom.” He huffed.

It was going to be a long night.