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"Saiki, why don't we walk home together?" Teruhashi Kokomi asks me with a beaming smile, causing a few guys to faint behind us. "We have to work on our project, so I was hoping you could come over?"

Ugh.

I can't say no, can I?

So that's how I end up walking to Teruhashi's place after school so we can work on our end-of-term project. It was bound to happen, though I would've preferred to do this during school hours. I hate projects, given that I can do my homework in seconds without problem, but I have to pretend to work at a normal pace with someone there, especially if it's a project. It's quite a pain.

Originally, we were going to work in the dining room, but after her perverted brother bothered us, Teruhashi insisted we work in her bedroom instead. Her brother was heavily against this, but their parents shooed us away and reprimanded him for bothering his perfect sister.

What a pain.

I knew this already—ignore how creepy that sounds—but her room is very pink. Her walls, curtains, bedding, and rug are all a similar shade of pink that match quite nicely with her wooden flooring and white furniture. We settle over the rug and get to work, using her laptop for research purposes, even though I don't need to research anything. It would be peaceful if I couldn't hear her thoughts.

Oh, Saiki is in my room! Play it cool, Kokomi. It's not a big deal for you! I bet Saiki is freaking out internally, struggling to not let his eyes wander and take in the view! I won't hold it against him if he does, of course! It's not every day one gets to be in the most perfect girl's bedroom!

What even is the big deal? I could say it looks just like my room, except more pink. She's quite organized like me, though she has more figurines than books. Would a guy panic if they were here? What's so special about her room compared to other rooms? Is it specifically because she's a woman?

Or is it because guys expect to find a nest here?

I grimace at the idea.

"Saiki, can you look this up for me?" Teruhashi asks softly, holding out her book for me to see. I nod curtly and do as she asks. Her shoulders slump when I don't speak, but that's nothing new. She's pouting now. Hmph, I'll have to try something new if I want to hear him gasp… Why doesn't he, though? All guys do! Well—they usually do, at least. I know some guys have stopped lately because of what happened, but that doesn't mean Saiki won't!

Ah, right. The incident.

A couple of months back, Teruhashi presented her secondary sex in the middle of class, sparking chaos throughout the school. Why, you ask?

Well, the most perfect girl in the world presented as a female Alpha.

Now, to me, this is nothing special or new. I knew from the very beginning how she would present. There's a very simple equation for figuring out what your secondary sex is growing up, and that is who your parents are. Both of Teruhashi's parents are Alphas; therefore, both she and her brother presented as Alphas.

Now, if one of her parents were a Beta, it would've still been extremely easy to know her secondary sex before presenting. When it comes to humans, Omegas and Alphas are born intersex, and their genitalia will shift upon their second puberty.

Just like I did.

Yeah, that's right. I'm a male Omega. Go figure.

I knew my whole life I would present as an Omega due to my intersex parts. My father is a Beta, while my mother is an Omega, which is how my annoying older brother was able to be born a Beta. It's terribly unfair.

But it's no big deal. Unlike the rest of the population, I'm able to hide my obvious Omega scent at will. As far as everyone knows, I'm a Beta as well. Obviously, my family knows the truth, but Teruhashi here does not.

It's better this way.

However, in Teruhashi's shoes, it's not so simple.

First sexes play a crucial role in how your secondary sex turns out, not only from a physical standpoint, but a social standpoint as well. There is a food chain, and at the very top is the oh-so-great male Alpha, who is followed very closely by female Alphas. Despite being second in the chain, female Alphas get just as big of a bad rep as male Omegas do. These two combinations of first and secondary sexes are seen as the "most unnatural." Given that Betas are seen as the most "normal" of the secondary sexes—mostly due to the fact that various animal species without secondary sexes match perfectly with how Betas are—the idea that female Alphas and male Omegas remain intersex for the rest of their lives strikes others as odd. Sure, this is all completely natural, but when faced with species that simply have male and female, much of the population questions the logistics of secondary sexes.

Teruhashi is a female Alpha in a school full of boys who fantasize about what it would be like to be with the most perfect, pretty Omega.

There's a lot of pressure Teruhashi puts on herself to live up to this image bestowed upon her since birth. I can give her credit where credit is due, despite my viewpoint on the matter. While she is horribly narcissistic, to others, she's truly the perfect sweet girl who cares about those around her, no matter who they are. She even treats Nendō kindly despite his horrid looks and personality.

Ever since she presented as an Alpha, some guys have treated her quite differently. Most days, she can walk through the halls listening to every guy gasp at the mere sight of her, fluttering her lashes and shooting them a beaming smile anytime they do her a favor out of the goodness of their hearts. Now, some whisper and shy away from her, and others lift their chin as a sign of dominance because their fragile egos can't handle being outranked by a woman. It's ridiculous, and it's completely crushing Teruhashi's self-esteem. While there are still plenty of guys who gasp and wait on her, the numbers have seriously dwindled.

I'm thankful I'm the psychic here and not her.

The day her secondary sex was revealed, I could hear everyone's thoughts on the matter as the rumor mill worked. It wasn't the fact she was an Alpha that was the problem—this would've happened had she presented as a Beta. No, what the guys in this school dreamed about was how the most perfect pretty girl in the world was also the perfect pretty Omega who would bend to their whim and serve their every desire.

There's a huge fetish for Omegas, so imagine how I felt hearing these thoughts being an Omega while the target of these fantasies was an Alpha.

It's weird and unsettling how the only one who won't treat her differently on the matter is her goddamn perverted brother.

"Are you hungry?" Teruhashi asks, keeping her voice soft and gentle. Maybe he doesn't know? Maybe if I act like an Omega, his interest might peak! Saiki doesn't seem like the type to listen to rumors, so this is my chance!

It isn't, Teruhashi. Good grief.

Half of the school doesn't believe in her secondary sex, and this is due to the fact that she's been wearing scent blockers to hide her Alpha scent. As of right now, it is merely a rumor that some students caught the smell of Alpha when she presented. Teruhashi is doing everything she can to keep up the image that she is some sweet, docile Omega, but not everyone believes it.

She's barking up the wrong tree, though. If I were to succumb to my instincts and find a partner, I have no interest in finding someone sweet or docile.

"No, but thank you," I say telepathically, not once turning to look at her. I have to make it clear somehow that I'm not interested in her. The girl can't take a hint, but then again, she did spend the last seventeen years of her life having every guy (and the occasional girl) fall for her. I suppose the one guy who isn't like the rest would be the most interesting to someone like her, but I have too much pride to fake liking her just to get her off my back.

Teruhashi pouts at my answer, tapping her fingers anxiously against her notebook. Oh, what if he does know? It's not uncommon for Betas to be interested in Alphas, right? Oh no, is that why Saiki has never gasped?! Did he always know?!

Er, I did, but that's not why I'm uninterested—

What if he's disgusted by female Alphas? Every single guy who believes I am one has lost interest, and that's never happened before! How can the most perfect pretty girl in the world not be desired by everyone?

Good grief, I'm not disgusted—

But… if I'm an Alpha, does that mean I'm no longer perfect?

I pause in my typing at that line of thought, uncomfortable with the way her insecurities were spelled out to me so quickly just because I said no to food. I wait for her to backtrack on that thought, to assure herself that this is merely a blip in her life and that everything will return to normal because she's God's favorite.

She doesn't.

In the five seconds I can see her face, I can see her lips pulled into a deep frown, her brows pinched, and her eyes more wet than usual.

Ugh. She's seriously overthinking this.

How can I assure her there's nothing wrong with her secondary sex without revealing I know it's bothering her?

There are only a few solutions I can think of without it ending horribly or revealing my powers…

Well, I suppose I can start with something simple. If I'm lucky, it'll both boost her confidence and make her hate me for daring to touch her so suddenly in such a manner.

So, I set aside her laptop, wait until she looks up, and I kiss her.

Her brain completely malfunctions at the gesture, and I enjoy the brief moment of silence as I pull back. I've never kissed someone before, but I've heard the minds of many others who have, so I think I get the gist of how to do it properly. It wasn't anything special, really—just a quick press of the lips. No one has ever been allowed to kiss Teruhashi before, and those who have tried were chased out of school for good by her fan club. Teruhashi is good at avoiding these kinds of things, so catching her off guard is sure to make her hate me.

Her face is burning red, and she's holding a hand to her mouth in shock. Did he just kiss me?! Me?! Did Saiki Kusuo, a Beta who has never shown interest before, kiss me?! How dare he! Who does he think he is?!

Ah, good. A plan of mine is actually working.

I should throw him out, or get my brother to beat him up! No one kisses the most perfect girl in the world! He should've asked!

It would be embarrassing to have her brother try and beat me up, but if it gets me off her radar, then fine.

And yet… I kind of liked that he didn't ask.

Wait, what? No, please, don't go there.

He knows how popular and desired I am. He acted all disinterested, but this whole time… did he really like me?

Yet again, God hates me. Is it impossible for her to hate anything I do at this point?

Does she really like me that much?

But wait… If he initiated, then he must suspect I'm an Omega. That's good, right? But… Oh, how will he react once he knows the truth? He'll be so disappointed… I can't bear it!

Oh, good grief.

Maybe I can't get her to hate me, but I should prevent her from hating herself at the very least.

Okay, initiating is giving her the wrong idea, so I have to be careful with my next move. Teruhashi lets out a short, high-pitched noise when I lean in close again, staring deep into her eyes. "Will you kiss me again?"

Her eyes widened at my words, her heart jumping, and face turning even redder. If there's one thing I know, it's tapping into our instincts. She's an Alpha, simple as that. She's naturally attracted to those more submissive, just as I would naturally be more attracted to those who are dominant. You know, if I were to be attracted to someone. Not saying I can't be—I just don't care to.

My point is that asking her to do something for me is giving her the power to control the situation, which is both an Alpha trait and, quite honestly, a Teruhashi trait. I suppose to others, it's not obvious how in control of everything Teruhashi is. She knows how everyone views her, and that gives her a strange sort of power. With this common thread of interactions, Teruhashi has always been able to manipulate situations in her favor.

The one exception was me.

Her lips are soft and plump, and they press against mine cautiously. She's nervous, and she's unsure of how to view this situation. She still believes I think she's an Omega despite my approach. I guess I should be more direct.

"Please, Teruhashi…"

Her body shudders, and her hand grips the back of my neck to keep me in place. He sounds so sweet… she thinks, her lips pressing more insistently against mine. I hum appreciatively, sitting back on my heels as she straightens up on her knees, giving herself a little bit of height over me. As expected, her instincts perk in interest at the situation she's finding herself in, and my own instincts seem to be clawing their way out. What a pain…

Maybe that's why I allow her to unbutton my shirt, shivering as her hands smooth over my front tentatively. Her tongue parts my lips, and I sink into her touch with a small sigh. She scoots closer, settling on my thighs comfortably. Oh, wow… He feels so nice. This feels so good. I've never done something like this before, but what if he wants to keep going? I can't hide what I am if we do, and if he learns…

Seriously? Just stop thinking and keep going, Teruhashi.

"Saiki, a—are you sure about this?" she breathes against my lips, sounding unsure. I nod, but she doesn't kiss me again. "U—Um… I just don't want you to be disappointed…"

I sigh softly, my gaze softening. As much of a narcissist as she is, she's still just another teenager. Most are nervous about these kinds of things, not to mention how uncomfortable she is when it comes to her secondary sex. It's about time I show her I don't care, but I'm not sure how. Well, I could be extremely direct, but it's humiliating…

Well, if needed, I could always erase this memory from her mind.

"Alpha…" I breathe, not allowing my voice to be any louder. "Don't stop…"

Teruhashi's mind goes blank, staring down at me in shock. It only lasts a moment, though. What? What?! What did he just say?! He knows?! He knows and he still wants me?! Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God…! He… He called me Alpha. Oh, I need to hear that again, or else it didn't happen and my mind is playing tricks! That has to be what happened, right? There's no way he said that!

Ugh. Fine. "Alpha…" I mumble, tugging on the edge of her shirt gently to get the message across.

It works.

My back hits the ground much to my surprise (which doesn't happen often), and Teruhashi climbs over me so she can kiss me roughly. I grunt softly in response, my hands fumbling with the buttons of her shirt. Her tongue sweeps over mine, and I groan in encouragement. I never expected myself to do this kind of thing, but it feels quite nice, and the Omega in me is preening under the attention.

"Saiki…" Teruhashi groans softly, her lips descending down my neck. My breath hitches when she reaches my scent glands, her tongue tracing over the area gently. She nearly whines after a moment. "Stupid scent blockers…"

Oh, right. She thinks I have those since I block my own scent. I consider letting it out, but then I'd be outing my secondary sex.

I let out an involuntary gasp when she grinds down against my confined erection, and I realize I'm in quite the predicament. In my effort to ease Teruhashi's secondary sex concerns, I forgot to consider the fact that if we keep going, my own secondary sex will be revealed. Sure, I could pretend I'm an Alpha as well, but my… size will be an embarrassing giveaway. Everyone knows male Omegas are rather small, so I'm not sure how I could lie my way out of this.

I'm jolted back into action when her hands fumble with my belt, quickly grabbing her hands to halt the action. She looks surprised, her face flushed and desire glazing over her eyes. "What? Oh—it's okay. I know I'm an Alpha, but I don't mind bottoming. Swear!" I grimace. That's not exactly my concern here. She leans in close, and my eyes start to drift shut when she kisses me again. "Alphas bottoming for Betas isn't strange, right? Even if it was, I wouldn't mind. I just need you, Saiki…"

She is seriously making this difficult for me. I want to give in so bad, allow my own instincts to take over, but it's not that simple.

I don't want to top.

I consider how to stop this here and now, but she's kissing me again, and I'm weak to the feeling. I release her hands, and she goes back to fumbling with my pants. My heart beats faster, and my body thrums with anticipation. Fuck. Fuck.

If this is going to happen, I have to be honest. I'm not about to try and pretend to be something I'm not. Besides, altering her memories later is always an option.

"Teruhashi, wait." Her hands stop immediately, pulling back enough to look at my face. I lick my tingling lips, and her eyes follow the movement. There's a predatory glint in her eyes, and it leaves me shuddering with excitement. I hold myself back from releasing my pheromones, as it wouldn't make sense to her even in this state. No, I just have to be verbally direct. "Look, I… I'm an Omega." Or telepathically direct.

Well… there. It's out in the open.

A weight seems to lift off my chest at the confession. Teruhashi's eyes grow big, her mind a barrage of confused thoughts and fantasies clashing against one another. She frowns a bit, and she slowly wiggles me free from my jeans. I don't know why, but I look away when she does the same with my briefs, her mind demanding confirmation for this confession. I suppose I can allow this. Omegas aren't common to begin with, let alone male ones.

Oh, wow… He has both just like me, but he's an Omega…

Good grief, this is embarrassing. I don't exactly show off my privates to anyone, and here I am allowing the most popular girl in school with a hidden narcissistic personality to gawk at my genitalia. God truly does hate me.

"Do you still… want to do it?' Teruhashi asks me softly, and I snap my gaze back to her. While her words were gentle, her gaze says otherwise. They blaze with a hunger I've never seen before, and her hands tremble around my hips. Her mind is pleading for me to say yes, to allow her to succumb to her instincts and take care of me.

That has me pausing.

I don't need anyone to take care of me. I'm the most powerful being in this universe, able to change DNA with a single thought and destroy the planet if I so desire. I don't need any Alpha to take care of me, or anyone for that matter. I can go my whole life dealing with my Omega instincts alone.

It just… doesn't sound appealing the more I think about it.

What a pain.

I suppose… just this once…

I nod slowly at her question, and though her hands tighten around my hips, she just grits her teeth and leans in closer. "Please tell me. Say it."

Ugh, damn her and her need for consent. Don't get me wrong, consent is the natural order of things, but I seriously hate talking. "Yes…" I mumble, refusing to speak any louder.

I don't expect her sudden strength as she lifts me onto her bed, placing me half-hazardously on the edge as she stays kneeling between my legs. I push myself onto my elbows, gasping in surprise when I feel her teeth dig into my inner thigh. Her blue eyes focus sharply on my expression, and I wonder offhandedly how her canines would feel against my neck.

I'm quick to shake that thought away.

He gasped again. That's twice in five minutes. I knew he'd sound so lovely…

Against my will, my face flushes at her thoughts. 'Lovely' isn't the word I'd use, but I suppose I can't be too mad about that comment. Not when she's tucking her hair away and spreading my legs a little wider.

Now, I'll admit—I'm quite nervous. I might be an Omega, but I've never once touched myself before—not even during my heats. I take a specific medication to tone down my lustful desires, allowing me to sleep through my heats without a problem. Sex and masturbation have never been an interest of mine. Well, until now, that is.

Does this entire situation go against everything I believe in? Yes. Do I care? Not really.

Teruhashi isn't a terrible person, really. Her thoughts are annoying at most, and her narcissistic traits are due to the rest of the world encouraging this perfect image she was born into. I can't exactly hold that against her, but I do still dislike it. But right now? She's not thinking about how I should be falling to my knees, ecstatic over having a chance with the most perfect, pretty girl in the world. She's not pleading for me to react and gasp to fuel her image. Teruhashi's mind is focused solely on me, on how to make me gasp because of how good I feel. Her eyes trace along every inch of my body, her cheeks flushed as she thinks about how… pretty I am…

That's a new one. She used to call me average. Why is my heart beating faster?

I quickly check to make sure the rest of her family is still far away from her bedroom, and I use telekinesis to lock the door just in case. I'm not about to live through the typical awkward anime moment where her parents—or worse, her brother—walk in on us.

Teruhashi doesn't notice, of course. She's too busy planting kisses along my exposed stomach, her hands mapping along my thighs and keeping them spread. It feels weird being this exposed. I hold back the urge to close my legs out of fear of crushing Teruhashi, but it's becoming difficult with how she keeps kissing up my body. Her lips drift up my neck, meeting mine in a gentle press. I'm almost thankful I'm not the only one nervous here. "What do you like more, Saiki?" she asks quietly, pulling back enough to meet my eyes. I frown at her in confusion, and she bites her bottom lip nervously. "I—I mean… Where do you prefer to be…?"

Touched.

Oh.

That's a good question.

"I don't know…" I suppose honesty is the best course of action for this sort of thing. We're both virgins after all. "I've never touched myself before."

Oh, wow. I feel the shudder that rushes through Teruhashi, and her eyes nearly glaze over with desire. Ah, I forgot that Alphas have a weird thing for firsts, but she's in the same boat I'm in. I think. Well, she might've touched herself in the past, so I guess she has more experience than I do in a way.

"Is it okay if I…?" she trails off, her hands squeezing around my hips to make her point clear. Besides, I can read her mind, so I know what she's planning. I can feel my blood pump faster, my throat drying at the mere idea of her going down on me. Swallowing, I nod quickly, and she kisses me again. She presses her palm against my chest, and I fall down onto my back willingly.

Just as quickly, she's back between my legs, and I jolt from surprise when something brushes against my entrance. I exhale shakily as she traces a careful finger around the edges, embarrassment washing over me when I realize how wet I am. Teruhashi's thoughts are in awe, and despite my abilities, I don't predict the sudden drag of her tongue over my opening.

The touch leaves a tingling sensation between my legs. I don't have time to decipher the feeling before she's doing it again, her tongue dragging through the slick oozing out of me. I feel disgusted, but she's not in the same boat. She groans softly as she circles her tongue, pressing closer until the appendage breaches my opening. I jolt again as her tongue slides along my walls, pressing against every bump and groove and leaving me shuddering as pleasure swarms through my gut.

A small gasp manages to slip free as she slides her tongue out, only to push it back in deeper, repeating the action even as my thighs tremble under her hands. Yes, yes! He feels good. Keep going, Kokomi! Yes, please, keep going. I do feel good. I've never felt like this before, and I'm not sure I want her to ever stop.

For a few minutes, she continues to sloppily drag her tongue in and out of me, and I struggle to keep quiet under her ministrations. My teeth dig into my wrist, and my other hand twists into her sheets. I distantly remind myself not to tear her sheets under my hold, but the thought leaves my mind the moment fingers slip in beside her tongue. I choke on the moan that threatens to escape, struggling to comprehend the feeling. It doesn't hurt, but it feels rather odd. The difference in firmness between her fingers and tongue is confusing, and I'm not sure which I prefer.

I hold back the whine of disappointment when she pulls her tongue free, pushing two fingers deeper into me and watching my reaction intensely. I meet her gaze, and I barely get a wrap on her thoughts before she's diving down and wrapping her warm mouth around my erection.

"Teru—!" I cover my mouth quickly, shocked by my own reaction. Pleasure swarms through her mind, and she starts to move faster. Her fingers curl and rub against my walls roughly, her lips and tongue dragging up and down my cock to the point of building an intense pressure in my gut. I don't have time to identify it before a choked cry manages to slip free, and my entire body shudders with an intense pleasure that has my mind blanking, unable to focus on anyone's thoughts.

Only when her mouth slides off do I realize I came, the walls of my cunt squeezing repeatedly around her fingers as slick oozes free. I sit up to check the damage to her sheets, but I gasp in surprise instead when she pushes another finger past my wet folds, stretching me further. Her other hand wraps around the back of my neck, and I tilt my head back as her lips dive for my neck. She nips and sucks down my skin, her mind a collection of muddled thoughts intent on making me lose my composure again.

He actually came. I made him cum. I need to do it again. He has such pretty reactions. I want to see them again.

I'm almost impressed by her lack of care for herself, given her track record, but I can't focus on that thought for too long when her fingers start thrusting deep into me. Her lips find my scent glands again, and I carefully release my block just enough for her to taste my scent. She groans as she drags her tongue over my glands, and I bite back a whimper. I'm usually fairly good at keeping my reactions at bay, so I'm quite mortified at how easily she's collapsing my facade. That feeling passes quickly, though.

Her fingers thread through my hair, and I feel her nails brush against one of my antennas. I catch onto her thoughts quickly, and I snatch her wrist before she can pull it free. Teruhashi looks at me in surprise, though the heat doesn't completely leave her eyes. "Oh, sorry. I just didn't want these to hurt you."

"They don't hurt at all."

"Are you sure? I've seen them before, and they're very sharp," she murmurs. I can't be too upset about her concern. Almost everyone around me has been concerned about my antennas.

Sighing, I release her wrist. "I promise. They don't hurt, and I prefer to keep them in." Thankfully, her fingers slip free of my hair, and I jerk back a bit when they brush my glasses. "I'd also prefer to keep these on." Teruhashi pouts but doesn't protest. My body jerks when she suddenly pulls her fingers free, and I grit my teeth at the empty feeling that follows. "Give me a warning, dammit…"

Teruhashi giggles, rubbing her fingers together idly. "So… I don't want to assume anything, but would you… like to keep going?" Without missing a beat, I nod. She exhales in relief. "Still not assuming anything, but how would you… like to do… it?"

"Obviously, I want you to fuck me." Well, that was crude, but I'm losing my patience, and I know she is, too.

"Oh," she says dumbly, and I want to laugh at how her brain seems to be malfunctioning. An image of her bowing to her version of God pops up, and she thanks him profusely for blessing her with a man willing to bottom for a woman like her. I feel the urge to roll my eyes, and I do when she jumps off the bed and rushes for her dresser. Only then do I notice our abandoned homework is now scattered all over the floor, and I wonder how that could've happened. When she comes back, she's shoving her shirt off and fumbling with her skirt, though she hesitates here. I notice the box of condoms and lube in her hand, and I faintly wonder when she bought those. I get my answer fairly quickly when she remembers buying them after she presented as an Alpha—wanting to be safe and all, just in case some guy still found her desirable.

Scooting to the edge of the bed, I take the items from her and set them aside. Grasping her hips, I pull her close so she's standing between my legs. She stays quiet as I press a few kisses along her sternum, my thumbs hooking into the hem of her skirt and briefs. Teruhashi holds her breath as I pull them down, and I feel a little frustrated by her self-deprecating thoughts. While we are not subjected to the same societal issues, we do have one thing in common, and that's having the same parts for life. I have no room to judge her for being an Alpha, and I wish she would understand that I truly don't care.

Well, they always say actions speak louder than words.

Without giving her the chance to have any bad thoughts about herself, I dip my head down and drag my tongue along the underside of her cock. Teruhashi gasps in surprised pleasure, and her hands tangle into my hair to pull me back. "W—Wait! You don't have to—"

"Please…" It's hard to sound pleading through telepathy, but she hardly notices as her face turns a nice rosy color. Her brain is malfunctioning again, and I take advantage of the lack of resistance. I swirl my tongue around the head of her cock, and her hands tighten in my hair, though she doesn't try and pull me away again.

Obviously, I've never sucked a dick before, but it doesn't seem too difficult. I know to avoid teeth and use my tongue, and I can use my lack of a gag reflex to my advantage. Teruhashi is a lot bigger than I am, which comes as no surprise. Being an Alpha does that. I'm finding out that I quite like it.

Is this due to my own nature as an Omega? Yeah, probably.

It feels weird sticking something so big in my mouth, but I don't hate it. Frankly, I'm more interested in the reactions Teruhashi gives me. Hm, isn't that what she felt, too? I didn't understand at first, but watching how she bites her lip and struggles to keep her composure does something to me. Watching that perfect image she always has on crumble apart at my hand is addictive. I want her to break away from that image—show me how Teruhashi Kokomi would act, not the most perfect pretty girl in the world who everyone thinks is a timid Omega.

I consider how to make this happen, but Teruhashi beats me to it. A noise of surprise rumbles in my throat as her hands tighten in my hair, and she shoves me down her cock. I don't resist, and I groan around her before she can regret her actions. Teruhashi holds me in place for a moment, her eyes blazing with lust as she takes in the sight before her. Her thumb brushes affectionately through my bangs, then she pulls her hips back and thrusts back down my throat.

She does this two more times before she pulls me off her cock completely, and spit drips down my chin as a result. Teruhashi groans before she swoops down and kisses me hungrily, pushing me so I'm flat against the bed once more. Our tongues tangle together sloppily, and she's reaching blindly for the pack of condoms. A quick flick of my hand has the box sliding within her reach, and she snatches it the moment her fingers brush the box. She sits up to fumble with the packs, and I take a moment to appreciate the sight before it disappears.

Again, this sounds creepy, but I've seen her naked plenty of times. I've seen everyone naked, so don't get the wrong idea. It's completely against my will. With her clothes out of the way, though, I have just a few more seconds to see her body. That in of itself doesn't do much for me, given I've become numb to such a sight, but I can still appreciate how nice she looks. Despite what others believe, she has a rather toned stomach that is only noticeable if you touch it. She's always been fit, but her recent development in her second sex has increased her muscle growth. Her chest is nicely sized—not too big or too small. Again, I don't care either way. They're just breasts.

I'm shaken out of my observations when she tosses the box aside, her teeth ripping through the package and fingers scrambling to roll the condom on. The sight reminds me of what we're about to do, and I feel quite nervous again. Of course, we're not about to stop. Not gonna happen.

"Are you still sure about this?" Teruhashi asks, pulling her hair over one shoulder nervously.

Propping myself onto my elbows, I reach up and cup the back of her neck. She squeaks as I pull her down, our lips brushing as I murmur, "Stop thinking and fuck me, Teruhashi."

That does the trick. Any hesitation that was present on her face disappears in an instant, and she manhandles me until we're centered on her bed with my legs spread around her hips, the head of her cock nudging against my opening. This is quite bigger than her fingers, and my nerves jump at the fact that this is happening—with Teruhashi of all people!

How many guys wish to be in my position?

Well, maybe not this exact position.

Ugh, who cares?

When she pushes in, she groans low under her breath, too focused on my reaction. I choke on a gasp the moment she spreads me open, my legs trembling against my will around her hips. Teruhashi slows her movements, and she brushes kisses down my neck, mouthing along my scent glands in an attempt to calm me. It doesn't hurt, exactly, but it feels… odd. Not in a bad way. Just… a lot.

She's not even fully inside me. Good grief…

"Oh, wow," she breathes, one arm propped beside my head while her other hand holds my hip tightly. "Saiki, you feel so hot… and tight… Are you—mmf… hurting at all?"

Her words almost slur together, and I applaud her for thinking of my comfort first. Shockingly enough, some people thrust first, ask questions later. I should know. I'm an unwilling witness at times.

"No, I'm okay." I tilt my head to give her more room, and she happily licks and sucks at my sensitive glands. I moan shakily at the action, and she's pushing in more. I feel the urge to hold onto her for support, but the reminder I could break her bones at the slightest twitch has me tangling my hands in her ruined sheets instead.

With her hair tossed over one shoulder, her scent glands are completely exposed before me, and I find myself lifting my head enough to nuzzle my nose against the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent with a pleased hum. Her body shudders instantly, and I groan when she jerks her hips forward in a small thrust.

"You're driving me crazy…" Teruhashi mumbles, her hand sliding up to cup the back of my head, keeping me against her neck. I don't mind. I copy her motions and drag my tongue over the skin, tasting her scent and provoking another shudder from her body. Teruhashi growls low against my shoulder, and I almost smirk as I lick her again.

Her other arm locks around my waist, and she drags her hips back only to thrust back in, the bed rocking under us from the force. I shriek in surprise, and her sheets tear under my hold again. Teruhashi holds me close as she thrusts over and over again, gaining confidence with each hit as instinct takes over. I squirm in her arms, taken aback by the sudden shift and overwhelmed by the pleasure that shoots through me. My cock is nestled between our stomachs, her movements providing friction and leaving me trembling from all the stimulation. Her cock feels as if it's splitting me open, filling me up and hitting the deepest parts of my vagina. I nearly cried out in bliss.

"W—Wait—! Slow down—ah!" I gasp against her shoulder, taken aback by my verbal speaking. Teruhashi does the exact opposite of my demands, and I throw my head back against the mattress. Her teeth scrape down my neck, and she sits up with the intention of getting a better view of me. Her hands wrap around my hips, lifting them off the bed for a better angle. I shudder under her piercing gaze, embarrassed as her thoughts fill my head.

God, he's beautiful. For a guy who's always so put together, he becomes a mess easily. Is it bad that I love that? I turned him into this mess, and he let me. I was so scared of disappointing him, and now look at him…

This isn't the first time Teruhashi's thoughts circled around me for one reason or another, but it is the first time her thoughts never mention herself. In this situation, I'd expect her to say 'He became a mess because of me, but why wouldn't he? He's getting fucked by the most perfect pretty girl in the world! Anyone would fall apart at the chance!'

But she hasn't thought anything like that since we started. It's making me feel… weird.

Her thrusts have slowed to a gentle rocking, and her hand presses firmly against my chest. Her eyes glitter with desire, and she seems lost in her thoughts. This is bad. I knew I liked Saiki to some degree, but this is driving me crazy. I can't stand the idea that someone else could see him like this. Ugh, focus, Kokomi! Now's not the time to think about that!

I forgot how possessive Alphas could be.

Her eyes drift down, focusing on how her cock slides in and out of me easily. Her pupils blow wide, and her thoughts immediately switch back to how good I feel wrapped around her. "Kusuo…" she murmurs distractedly, and my face suddenly feels hot. I never expected to hear her say my name, especially in this sort of situation, but what I truly didn't expect is how it'd make me feel. Does everyone react this way to hearing their name said like that?

I suppose I could test this. "Kokomi…" I keep it quiet, but she obviously hears, given I spoke directly into her mind. Teruhashi's eyes dart back to my face, and she turns red instantly. Her hips pause in their movements, and I grunt softly at the lack of stimulation.

Something seems to snap between us, and my moans are muffled under the messy press of her lips as she thrusts hard into me. Her hips move fast, and I'm instantly overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through my body. Her tongue tangles with mine, and I arch into her as my gut tightens more and more with each thrust. She dives back for my neck, and I drape my arms over my eyes as moans and whines manage to slip free, responding to every touch she gives me. When her teeth dig into my glands and her hand wraps around my neglected cock, a strangled cry erupts from my throat, and that overwhelming sensation from before comes back. My body jerks and shudders, my mind vanishing in the clouds as hot cum pulses between her fingers. Teruhashi moans and thrusts faster, and I nearly scream as my body tips over the edge of overstimulation. In my ecstasy, I barely notice how her cock is getting bigger and bigger, stretching me more than I ever thought I could.

Tremors shoot through my body, and I whimper against my will as she finally grinds to a halt, her cock pulsing and locking us in place with her knot. Teruhashi releases my neck, and I'm thankful to find she didn't pierce my skin. Now that would have been a problem. She props herself up on her elbows and rests her forehead against mine, panting heavily against my lips. My body feels spent, and my mind is exhausted. She kisses me, and I hum softly as our tongues press together gently. Her fingers brush through my bangs, and I tilt my head into her touch.

"Shit…" she breathes as we part, but a smile is tugging at her lips. "I forgot my family was home…"

I didn't.

I did forget that it would be obvious what we did once we left this room smelling of sex and each other.

What a pain… Her brother is going to be an even bigger pain in the ass from this point on.

"I'm not staying for dinner," I tease softly, and she snorts in response.

Teruhashi sits up, her hands trailing down my body until they're resting against my stomach. Her thumb massages the skin above my pelvis idly. "Sorry… I meant to pull out, but I guess we're stuck for a little bit." I shrug in response, my gaze drifting past her.

Oh.

Her room is a complete mess.

It takes me six seconds to realize this was my doing. I guess my powers go a little out of order when I reach my climax.

That's heavily inconvenient.

Teruhashi is too busy appreciating the sight of… well, me, to notice everything flying behind her. My hand glows beside her leg, twirling my fingers as I place everything back where it was before. With that out of the way, I prop myself up so I can meet her for a kiss, waiting for her eyes to flutter shut before I press my palm to the bed and reverse everything, restoring her sheets with ease.

"That was… amazing," Teruhashi murmurs against my lips, wrapping an arm around my waist so she can drag her nails along my spine gently. "Did you like it, Kusuo?"

I shiver when she says my name again, and I rest my head against her shoulder with a huff. "Yes. It was… nice."

Oh, he's so shy. How cute! "I've never done something like this before, you know? After I… presented as an Alpha, I wasn't sure how to even approach such a thing with someone else… You know what I mean, right?"

A sigh of exasperation slips free, and I press a comforting kiss to her neck. "In a way, yes. I had no intention of telling anyone of my secondary sex, but having sex with someone puts you in an odd position…"

Teruhashi hums softly, tilting her head down to nuzzle against my neck. "I'm glad you don't think of me differently."

"How could I? I'm a male Omega."

"I know, but… well, I didn't know beforehand, so I was terrified of what you'd think."

I know…

Teruhashi breathes in my scent for a few moments in silence, the two of us simply holding onto each other as we wait out our lock. It's quite nice, and I finally allow myself to wrap my arms around her. She hums in content, and she presses a kiss to the side of my neck. "Kusuo, do you think we could go out sometime? I mean… we already did… this, so I just thought…"

I can't help but smile at how flustered she is.

"Sure. How about Saturday?"

Chapter Text

I already knew the treat box full of chocolate was sitting in my locker waiting for me, but I still made a show of appearing surprised since the gift giver was watching from afar with stars in her eyes. Fondness blooms in my chest, and I indulge myself in a quick bite before I change my shoes. Ah, he likes them! His addiction to sweets is so cute. I'll need to find more treats!

I have absolutely no problem with that.

Teruhashi waits behind the wall until I pass, and she slips into step beside me as we head to class. She casts me a glowing smile, and my fingers brush against hers to show my thanks as subtly as possible. Her pinkie wraps around mine for a brief moment, pulling away just as quickly when Yumehara comes up on her other side, excitedly asking her about the weekend. I huff softly in amusement as I quicken my step, giving them some space.

A few weeks ago, I slept with Teruhashi, and I have yet to regret such an action. I find myself rather enjoying Teruhashi's company, and she seems equally as pleased to have my attention after all this time. With our secondary secrets out in the open between us, she's been indulging in some of her instinctual desires—that includes gift giving. Back in the older days, Alphas liked to butter up potential mates with gifts to show how much they knew and appreciated the other. While Betas and Omegas could return the favor to show interest, Alphas typically start the process. Think of it like a courting ritual.

I suppose I should get her a gift in return. Though I'll give it to her in private. She'll have a big reaction no matter where we are, and neither of us has any desire to expose our relationship to the school.

"Y'know, it's nothing to do with you, but I have a reputation," Teruhashi had explained, looking uncomfortable and nervous about my reaction. "I don't know if you noticed how guys act around me, but some of them can be… well, ridiculous at times. I think it'd be best if we keep this under wraps, yeah?"

Of course, that was exactly what I wanted, too.

Ugh, it's so hard to focus. He's so cute… My lips twitch as Teruhashi's thoughts trickle through the fog of bored mumbling, but I keep my eyes forward as the teacher lectures. While she has always had thoughts like this, I find myself being more amused than anything by them after what happened between us. I never really saw myself getting into a relationship with someone—especially Teruhashi—but it's not so bad. While she tries to keep up the perfect girl persona around me, it comes crumbling down when I get her comfortable enough. Get your head out of the gutter, I don't always mean that in a sexual way. Teruhashi is a movie and show lover, so putting on one of those gets her very cuddly and very talkative. She likes to argue with the TV characters, and she can spend hours rambling about how a movie could've ended better.

It's also nice to hear less of her conceited thinking. While we're at school or in public, she still has those thoughts of how everyone around her should react to her presence, but it doesn't bother me that much. It's not exactly her fault that she grew up with adults shoving this perfect girl lifestyle down her throat. However, whenever her thoughts revolve around me, she doesn't think about how I should react to her beauty. She wonders how to please me, to make me smile, or to get me to simply look in her direction. It's a little overwhelming to be the complete center of her attention.

Of course, there is a downside to being in such an intimate relationship.

My powers.

When I get worked up, it becomes difficult to monitor my abilities, and Teruhashi is very good at getting me worked up. It's a miracle from God that her attention is so focused on me that she doesn't ever notice the chaos that typically occurs around us as a result of my powers.

I have considered the possibility of telling her, but it's too soon. Eventually, if this keeps going, I will need to be honest, but this is completely different from telling her of my secondary sex. That is natural. Being a psychic with God-like powers is not.

Whatever. This is a problem for me in the future. I'll just enjoy what I have for now.

I feel sick.

Which is odd because I can't get sick.

This feeling doesn't hit me until class begins, and it takes me eight seconds to realize that this sick feeling is due to my heat starting early, which is rather odd.

Horror settles deep in my gut as the feeling gets worse. My heats have never been this early before, and they don't progress this fast. What changed? Don't tell me having sex changed my cycle?! I mean, they did mention in sex education how heat cycles can be affected by various factors, just like a menstrual period. Sex is one of those factors, so logically, it makes sense.

It's okay… Don't panic. Taking a deep breath, I force myself to the front of the classroom to ask my teacher to be excused. There are eyes on me, but they're brief aside from a familiar pair burning into the back of my head. With a quick bow, I make sure not to wobble as I leave the classroom. I lean against the closed door and take a deep breath, trying to push away the heat clawing its way up my body. I make it six steps down the hallway before a wave of dizziness hits me, and I grip my head as I stumble into the lockers with a noticeable bang!

Calls of concern come from the few students in the hallway, and when I lift my head, my vision blurs and sways. Heat surges through me again, and I collapse onto the ground without a sound. Shouts follow, and multiple students begin to surround me. Various scents hit me, and I can't help curling in on myself. It hurts to breathe, and I have the fleeting thought to just teleport home on the spot, but I hold myself back.

This is idiotic. I should've been able to prevent this kind of situation, yet here I am curled up on the floor with my scent leaking past my crumbling barriers. I cover my ears as everyone's inner thoughts mix with shouts of my name and calls for help, and that desire to teleport crawls back into the forefront of my mind.

Kusuo?! What happened?! Familiar frantic thoughts push through the wave of overwhelming voices, and I peer up to find Teruhashi pushing to the front of the circle of students. Her eyes widen in horror, and she covers her mouth quickly. Oh my God, he went into heat…!

"Saiki!" Teruhashi almost stumbles when Yumehara suddenly pushes past her. She falls to her knees in front of me, and she wraps her arms around me so she can pull my upper half onto her lap. I'm startled by this action, and Teruhashi's worry turns to anger at the sight. She takes a step closer, but Yumehara holds out a hand to her, looking panicked. "No, don't! Saiki is in heat, Kokomi! He needs space!"

Well… she's not wrong.

If another Alpha gets any closer to me, I might lose it.

But Teruhashi is different. I wouldn't mind her getting closer, but no one can know that. As far as the school is concerned, we're not an item. Teruhashi falters, and her anger dissipates instantly. Right… Yumehara is doing the right thing. Calm down, Kokomi.

"Everyone, please back up!" Yumehara insists, and it takes me another moment to realize why she's smooshing my face into her stomach. This is a common tactic Omegas use to hide approaching scents from a panicking Omega. While I'm not panicking exactly, I appreciate the gesture. The lack of prominent scents allows me to focus on my breathing and how quickly heat is spreading through my limbs. I need to go home.

"Back up!" The familiar boom of Mr. Matsuzaki breaks through the chatter, and students quickly scamper away from us. Yumehara relaxes as we're given space, and I lift my face enough to peer up at Mr. Matsuzaki. He looks concerned, but also furious. His chart said he was a Beta, not an Omega. Being a boy, there's no way he didn't know. I will have to discuss this with his parents after we get him home.

Joy. Can't wait.

Yumehara refuses to leave my side as we make our way down the hallway to the main entrance. I'm not exactly shocked by her protective demeanor, as she's always expressed her concern for the younger Omegas scattered in the school. There aren't many of us, and she makes an effort to get to know every single one of them just so they know they're not alone. Saiki must've started presenting during class. I hope he'll be okay. This is always the hardest part…

I actually presented over a year ago, but no one except Teruhashi knows this.

Mr. Matsuzaki drives me home, and my parents fret over me as soon as we get past the door. Mom rushes to get my medication, and Dad helps me change out of my school uniform. I could've used my powers, but I can barely see straight. Everything is too hot and too sensitive, and it takes a lot of willpower not to launch my father across the room at the slightest touch. So I keep quiet and divert all of my attention to not moving a muscle for my dad's safety, and he gets me into bed as quickly as possible.

Mom has to help me take my pills, and she sits with me until I pass out.

I wake briefly to hear them talking with Mr. Matsuzaki in the hallway. I don't catch a word from them before I slip back into unconsciousness.

When I wake up for the second time, I don't open my eyes immediately. Someone is stroking my hair, and my glasses are not on my face. My limbs feel heavy, but that overwhelming heat is no longer present. I sluggishly reach out, and soft fingers wrap around mine. "Shh, it's okay."

"Kokomi…?"

"Hey, Kusuo," Teruhashi hums, her palm cupping over my cheek. "How're you feeling?"

"My… My glasses…" I tilt my head into her touch, but I keep my eyes closed. My head feels so heavy, and I can't focus on the low murmur of thoughts trying to barge in.

"They're over here, don't worry," Teruhashi murmurs, but she makes no move to grab them. "You should rest some more."

"No… need them for… stone…" Her thumb rubs under my eye gently, and the comforting touch is very distracting. "Don't want you to… turn to stone…"

Teruhashi giggles lightly, and the sound is heavenly. "Stone? Kusuo, what are you mumbling about?"

I think I say something else to her, but I'm drifting back into sleep before I can comprehend what.

When I wake for the third time, it's dark outside, and Teruhashi is coming back into my room with a bowl of soup. I make sure to put my glasses back on before she looks in my direction, and she has a radiant smile on her face when she sees me sitting up. "Kusuo, you're awake!"

"You're still here?" I grunt, rubbing my temple. "It's late…"

Teruhashi hums as she sits down on the edge of my bed, setting the soup on my nightstand. "I was worried. Your parents are okay with it since… well, they um… know?"

I stare at her in horror. "How?"

She clears her throat, face a bit pink. "Well, you were out of it when I first arrived, and you tried to scent me in front of your parents…"

I did what?!

I have no memory of this occurring, and I quickly latch onto the memory of this in Teruhashi's mind. I watch from her point of view as I—who did look very out of it—yank her close with what she considers a "surprising amount of strength" into my bed so I could bury my face into her neck. I cover my face as embarrassment surges through me, and Teruhashi giggles again. "Hey, don't worry about it. I explained everything to your parents. Well… aside from the whole sex part, of course."

"I'm going to kill myself," I decide, pulling my comforter over my head.

"You will not!" Teruhashi laughs, pulling the blanket off with a grin. I pout, but she wipes it away with a quick kiss that leaves behind a foggy feeling in my head. "If it makes you feel better, they support us!"

"It does not."

Teruhashi rolls her eyes. She makes sure I'm sitting up properly before she hands me my soup. We sit in silence as I eat, but it's not so bad. There's a warm ache in my gut, but it's not a big deal. It's better than being constantly horny and delirious. I'll need to take my medication again before I go to sleep, or tomorrow will be hell.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Teruhashi asks as she takes the bowl from me. I nod curtly, and she clears her throat. "Well, while you were out of it, you said some funny things, and I'm curious." I hum in acknowledgement, and suddenly she's grabbing my glasses. How I didn't predict this, I'm not sure, but I snap my eyes shut the moment she plucks them off, and dread settles deep in my gut. It's quiet for a long moment, and I flinch as Teruhashi's thoughts break the silence. Wow… Was he being serious?

"Please give those back," I mutter, reaching out for my glasses. Teruhashi doesn't, and I grit my teeth in frustration. "Now, Kokomi."

"Are you being serious?" Teruhashi asks lightly. I jolt when her hands cup my face, her thumbs rubbing under my eyes. "Open your eyes, Kusuo."

I swallow. "I can't."

Wait a minute… His mouth didn't move? How am I just noticing this? I heard his voice, did I not? What is going on…?

My hands tremble as the facade begins to fall apart, and I consider turning her to stone so I can figure out damage control. Her hands disappear, and my glasses are gently pushed back onto my face. I wait a moment before I open my eyes, and I find her watching me with a frown. "Come on, Kusuo… You can tell me."

Can I? I guess this problem for future me has caught up, and now it's current me's problem. Should I tell her? Can I trust her to keep this between us? Will she stay if she learns how much of a freak I am?

My head is still muddled from my heat, which might be why I can't seem to come up with a way out of this. I suppose if this goes wrong, I can go back in time and prevent myself from going to school in the first place. Geez… "I have psychic powers."

Teruhashi blinks slowly, rolling my words through her head carefully. When the meaning of them finally sinks in, a snort—yes, a snort—slips free. "I'm sorry, what? A psychic? Are you serious?" I'm not shocked by her disbelief. It's a very average reaction. So what do I do? I levitate my empty bowl over my nightstand. Teruhashi's eyes dart to the movement, and she seems to pale. "What the fuck?"

That sparks a short laugh from me. I've never heard Teruhashi curse before, and she covers her mouth quickly. "Sorry! Sorry, I just—did that seriously just happen?" I nod slowly, and she shakes her head. "No way, I don't believe it."

I tilt my head lazily, and I make sure she's watching me. "I can read your mind, too. Think of anything, and I'll repeat it." Her eyes widen a bit. Read my mind? There's no way! Okay, okay, hold on… When did we start going out? I roll my eyes at her attempt to trick me. "We started going out a little over three weeks ago."

Teruhashi jerks back, covering her mouth as her face turns red. "You could hear my thoughts all along? Oh, that's embarrassing! That means—and you—oh my God!" I grimace as she gets up to pace around my room, muttering to herself as everything clicks together. She turns on me, and I jolt back as she points at my head. "Your hairpins. Are they related to this?" I nod reluctantly, and she runs her hands through her hair. "You always acted so weird when someone pulled them out, or that time I tried to… What do they do?"

I rub the back of my neck, trying to ignore how warm and tired I'm starting to become. "They subdue my powers."

"Subdue? So you're saying you're actually more powerful than you're letting on?"

"Yes. Dangerously so."

Oh my God… Am I seriously dating the strongest Omega on planet Earth? Wow. God does love me. Oh, wait, he can hear me. Ignore that! I huff in amusement at her frantic expression, and she covers her mouth as if that'll muffle her thoughts. She clears her throat, but that frantic expression only gets worse. "Wait… If you could hear my thoughts all along, does that mean you…" She can't seem to get the words out, but her mind fills in the blanks.

Does he know how I really am? Does he know about the qualities of me I've been hiding to uphold my perfect image?!

"Yes," I answer, "I've always known."

Her face flushes, and she twiddles her fingers nervously. "And you're still with me?"

I feel guilty for her sudden anxiety, so I force myself to stand despite the discomfort. She looks startled by my action, and she reaches out to steady me. I lean into her hold, burying my face in the crook of her neck where her scent blockers wore off, allowing me to take in her wonderful scent. Teruhashi stills, unsure of how to react, but she doesn't push me away. I sigh happily against her skin, and I feel as if I'm floating. "I like you," I finally managed to project, setting my hands on her waist. "You're not as bad as you think."

Teruhashi doesn't respond, but her posture relaxes as she wraps her arms around my shoulders. We stand there until my legs begin to tremble, and Teruhashi helps me back to bed. My face feels overly warm as I'm separated from her neck, and I find her in a similar state. She studies me as she helps me get comfortable, her lips pulling into a pout. "Are you able to control your scent?" I nod, and she shakes her head in disbelief. "Wow… Just wow."

I stare up at her as she tucks her hair over one shoulder, and a feeling of unease starts to weigh down on me. "Do you still like me?"

Teruhashi looks surprised by my honest question, and she quickly waves her hands in a panicked fashion. "Of course! How could I not? I was just shocked, that's all!"

I can read her mind, so I know she's telling the truth. I can't help but smile in relief, and I reach up to grab ahold of her school tie so I can pull her down to meet me in the middle for a kiss. Teruhashi makes a noise of surprise, but she doesn't pull away, so I keep kissing her. My brain seems to create a nice buzz, and I lazily slip my tongue past her lips. Teruhashi's eyes flutter shut, and she threads her fingers through my hair.

That tired feeling from before starts to slip away the more she touches me, and I moan shakily as heat burns through my gut. She's on my lap now, and I'm briefly disgusted by how wet I feel below her, but the disgust passes as her hands sweep down my chest only to slide back up the moment she pushes under my shirt. I arch into her touch, and her nails drag down my skin. My body feels so hot, and I pant against her lips the moment we part. "Kokomi… my heat—"

"Shh, I know," Teruhashi murmurs, cupping my flushed cheek as hunger burns heavy in her eyes. "Let me take care of it, okay?"

How could I ever say no to that?

After a long weekend, I'm fit enough to return to school without any issue. It was odd spending time with an Alpha during my most vulnerable moment, but I think it solidified where we stand with one another. The first night, Teruhashi was adamant about not taking any risk, but she wanted to please me until I was satisfied after my medication wore off. Sure, I could've taken my next dose, but having Teruhashi between my legs for hours sounded way more appealing.

While it wasn't the first time Teruhashi gave me oral, it was definitely the longest. How she didn't complain about her aching jaw, I'm not sure, but she was heavily focused on me and me alone. I remember using telekinesis to lock my door, and telepathically told my parents not to come upstairs—an action I regretted when I woke up the next morning to find my dad giving me the "birds and the bees" talk while my mom actively daydreamed of our wedding.

Teruhashi made an effort to visit me after school every day, and I made sure to stay on my meds for the rest of my heat. I did not want to sit through another lecture.

Now that I'm back in school, I realized I overlooked something very important.

The entire school knows I'm an Omega.

As soon as I changed shoes, Mr. Matsuzaki found me and had me follow him to his office. Along the way, students stared and whispered to one another about seeing a male Omega for the first time. Disgust and anger swirl heavily in my chest as I listen in on their thoughts. I get that being a male Omega is extremely rare, but does it need to create this much attention around me? Someone of my power should've been able to prevent this, and I still consider going back in time to do so.

Inside Mr. Matsuzaki's office, his angry demeanor turns tired as he rubs his aching temple. "Saiki, I understand that you presented last week, and it was a difficult time, but I've already spoken to your parents regarding the false paperwork. Given your parents are a Beta and Omega, you've always known you would've been an Omega, yet you filed that you were a Beta."

Yes, this is true. I never had any intention of allowing anyone in this school to know my secondary sex. However, I won't make a fuss about fixing the paperwork and admitting I was at fault. Mr. Matsuzaki is simply doing his job, so I can't give him any grief over this.

This situation does result in me being late to class, and I grimace as all of my classmates openly stare at me. Yumehara tries to give me a reassuring smile, and Teruhashi's glow seems to brighten when we lock eyes. It'll be okay, Kusuo. Hm, how sweet of her.

When we reach our break period, Kaidō is quick to question me about everything that happened. Obviously, to everyone else, I presented last week, so he's not betrayed by my secret. He's simply curious about my health, so I can't be too mad about his shrieking. Then again, he could be quieter about it. Shockingly, Nendō doesn't seem to care about what happened. He pokes my cheek, determines I'm fine, then asks if we want ramen after school. He's such an idiot.

"Hah! Can't believe we have an actual Omega freak in this school!" Laughter follows, and I glare down at my hands as Takahashi's annoying cackle seems to silence the room. "I heard those kinds are always gay, so do you think he might be banging Nendō?"

A chill of horror rushes through me at the mere idea, and I'm once again reminded of the fact that my fellow classmates have a small rumor running around about my friendship with Nendō. He seems confused by Takahashi's words, but Kaidō flushes in embarrassment and anger. "Hey, that's not cool, Takahashi!"

Takahashi throws him a shit-eating smirk. "Why? Are you jealous?"

Kaidō splutters uselessly, and Takahashi's group of classmates laugh with him. I grimace at the ruckus, and I once again consider jumping back in time to avoid this annoying future, but a chair scrapes against the ground harshly. Heads turn, and a few boys gasp at the sight of Teruhashi's upset expression. "Takahashi, how could you? You're so rude!"

Takahashi looks as if he was shot through the chest with a spear, and in his mind, he was. Instantly, the boys who had been laughing turn on Takahashi, and he cowers as they surround him angrily. "Yeah! That was so rude, Takahashi! Saiki can't control what he is!"

Despite the turn of events, Teruhashi's face seems to twist with anger. Seriously? How dare these people mock my Kusuo! Do they think I've forgotten they laughed, too? Ugh! If only I could just ring out their pathetic necks!

My brows shoot up in surprise, and it takes Teruhashi a moment to remember I can hear her. She meets my gaze, her face turning a bright rosy color, and she quickly sits back down with an awkward cough. I resist the urge to smile in amusement, and I turn back to Nendō when he claps a hand against my shoulder. "Ah, don't worry about them, buddy. Being an Omega is no big deal!"

"You can't say that!" Kaidō snaps, slapping Nendō's arm. "That's insensitive!"

"Insen—what?"

"You have no idea what it's like to be an Omega, so you can't say it's no big deal!" Kaidō hisses.

Nendō blinks slowly. I sigh heavily.

At least I can trust Nendō to never see me differently.

For the most part, everyone leaves me alone despite their staring and very loud thoughts. I pretend as if I'm not bothered by everyone and everything, and I keep my head down throughout the week. Slowly, the gossip mill dies down about my apparent presenting in the middle of school, and my group of stupid friends stop asking me questions about my health.

It's Friday, and I'm looking forward to having two days away from here.

Kusuo, can you meet me in the gym?

I'm startled by Teruhashi's questioning thought as I wasn't expecting it, and a brief use of my clairvoyance shows she's waiting under the bleachers for me. I roll my eyes and examine the area before deeming it safe enough to teleport from the bathroom to under the bleachers a few feet away from her. As expected, she shrieks in surprise at my sudden appearance, and I wave apologetically as she clutches her chest. "Wow, okay. That's going to take a while to get used to."

"Sorry."

"Don't be!" Teruhashi waves her hands, quickly stepping forward so she can grasp mine. I jolt at the action, and a wave of uneasiness washes over me. "I think it's awesome!" I look away sharply, and Teruhashi's smile becomes blinding. He's so cute when he gets flustered. Oh, wait… sorry.

I roll my eyes. "It's alright. I suppose those sorts of thoughts come with dating."

Teruhashi flushes a bit, letting out a nervous giggle. "Now, this is unfair. You get to hear my thoughts about you, but I can't hear yours…"

I shoot her an amused smile. "You'd be bored listening to mine."

"Oh, hush," she scoffs, suddenly pulling me closer. That feeling of unease comes back, and I glance to the side where I know for a fact someone is spying on us. Not just anyone—a Teruhashi fan. Specifically Haruno, their informant. Literally the worst one to spot us. He looks horrified by the sight of us, and I cringe as I consider my options.

Fingers tilt my chin up, and my attention shoots back to Teruhashi. Her lips press against mine, and I hum softly as my eyes flutter shut. I almost miss the loud, angry thoughts that follow the action, but I ignore them in favor of kissing her just a little longer. Teruhashi giggles as we part, her eyes twinkling with joy. "Wanna come over to my place tonight? We could study, or…" I give her a knowing look as her mind fills with dirty images, and she smacks my shoulder with a flustered gasp. "Shut up!"

"I didn't say anything."

"But you were thinking about it!" she pouts.

I smirk. "Prove it."

Teruhashi hits my arm again, and I chuckle as we finally move away from the bleachers. Thankfully, Haruno had run off right after we kissed, so I don't have to worry about running into him yet, but I know for a fact the last few hours of my day are about to become bothersome.

As always, I was right.

Just after class, as I'm changing out of my school shoes, I'm suddenly surrounded by a cluster of Teruhashi fans. I don't resist when they grab my arms and drag me away, though I can't help the wave of annoyance that takes over my expression. They frame it as if we're buddies to any passing student, and I make no effort to seek help. This isn't a big deal—more annoying than anything. Now I'll be late to meet up with Teruhashi, and if these boys knew that, they'd beat themselves up for daring to mess with her schedule. Oh well. I'll explain to her later that something came up and make it up to her with some kind of date. I do have the ability to take her anywhere in the world…

"Are you listening to us?!"

Huh? Oh, right. I was kidnapped by her fan club. I was so busy pondering over where I could take her that I didn't realize we made it to an empty hallway. My back is pressed against the wall, and they're surrounding me on all sides. A little too close for comfort, I might add. Sawakita glares down at me, seething with barely concealed anger. "Saiki, is it or is it not true that you kissed our beloved Teruhashi Kokomi under the bleachers at exactly twelve-o'-seven today?!"

Why do they have the exact time down? I don't even remember what time it was.

"His silence is a clear confession!" Nishi sneers, his wrapped (unwashed) hand shaking with fury. "We should purge him once and for all!"

"But the Kokomi's Law says we must defend her happiness!" Mishima points out, though he doesn't look too happy with his own words. "If Saiki makes her happy—"

"Saiki can't possibly make her happy!" Kihachi snaps. "Teruhashi deserves better than an Omega!"

Sometimes I forget that most of the school still doesn't believe Teruhashi is an Alpha, and that includes her entire fan club. That makes me wonder who they expect her to end up with. I'd expect them to want her to be with an Alpha to "properly protect her" or whatever, but Alphas are also known for being aggressive. Would they prefer a Beta then? How would they have reacted if she turned out to be gay? In fact, how will they react once they fully understand she's not the virgin Omega they think she is?

"Still," Mishima grumbles, cracking his knuckles, "what if Teruhashi chose him?"

Sawakita grits his teeth, turning sharply on his informant. "Haruno, who initiated the kiss?"

Haruno adjusts his glasses, glaring over Sawakita's shoulder at me. "Saiki, sir."

Well, that's a lie. Oh well, it's no big deal. I just have to wait for them to get their anger out so I can go home, and…

Uh oh. This is about to get interesting.

"Excuse me," someone speaks up, and all faces pale as they obviously recognize the owner of the voice, "but what's going on?"

"Teruhashi!" Sawakita gasps, turning with the group to face the girl. Immediately, two of them throw their arms around my shoulders, making it seem like we're all buddy-buddy. "H—How are you doing, Teruhashi?"

Teruhashi smiles kindly. "I'm alright. Um…" She peers past him at me, her smile faltering as she takes in the view. This doesn't seem right. I've never seen Saiki hang out with these guys. I raise my brows and tilt my head a bit, subtly showing I hear her and she's right. Teruhashi's eyes glimmer with worry as she takes the hint. Um… Saiki, blink twice if you know these guys? I don't blink, and her smile drops. "What're you doing with Saiki?"

"Oh, we're just chatting," Sawakita laughs, and I cringe when he dares to ruffle my hair like Nendō usually does. "Right, Saiki?"

I don't say anything. I simply shrug the two off of me and slip past Sawakita for Teruhashi, though my attempt is blocked by Haruno grabbing my arm. I'm almost amused that I predicted this reaction, and I don't react when Teruhashi, in return, snatches Haruno's wrist. On any normal day, this would be a blessing, but all the boys freeze when they notice the livid expression on her face. Haruno doesn't dare move, and I wait a moment before I move out of his reach to Teruhashi's side.

"T—Teruhashi?" Haruno swallows, his mind racing.

She blinks a few times, jerking back when she finally realizes what she did. Haruno collapses immediately, but she doesn't fret over him. In fact, she turns to fret over me instead. "Saiki, are you alright?"

I shrug. Of course, I'm fine, and she should know this, but I suppose she's still getting used to the fact that I have enough power to take care of myself. Then again, this could also be an instinctual worry of hers, given I'm an Omega and all. I'm both disturbed and warmed by the idea. Despite my nonchalant answer, Teruhashi turns on the group of boys with a furious glint in her eyes. Her mask is shattering, and I almost stop her, but… a part of me wants to see this play out. Is that bad?

"Why would you harass Saiki?" Teruhashi demands. If she weren't wearing scent blockers, I'm sure her pheromones would be overwhelming this entire group of Betas. Oh, did I not mention that? Every single boy here is a Beta, and they decided to rough up an Omega because they caught us kissing. Hm, I suppose anyone would be mad seeing this—regardless of whether I can defend myself or not—but Teruhashi has a stronger protective urge due to our relationship. I struggle not to show my amusement.

"We weren't harassing him," Sawakita assures, laughing nervously as sweat drips down his face. "We were just talking!"

"About?" she inquires. When the teens stumble over a few lame excuses, Teruhashi shakes her head in disbelief. "I don't appreciate you guys making him uncomfortable."

Spears of hatred nail each of them in the chest inside their minds, and one guy faints on the spot. Sawakita opens and closes his mouth, seemingly on the verge of passing out as well. "W—Well… We weren't trying to! Promise!" He turns and pats a fellow student on the shoulder. "It's okay, guys! Omegas always care for one another, and Teruhashi is no diff—"

"Pardon?" Teruhashi frowns, looking at me in disbelief. Did he just say that? Right in front of us? I'm surprised Teruhashi isn't aware that people tend to talk about Omegas as if they aren't there. I've grown numb to such a thing, but I've grown numb to most things. Teruhashi usually doesn't hear what people say around her, nor what they think. She has no idea how often these guys talk about her. She's on a pedestal, sure, but in the end, they still talk about her like she's some defenseless Omega who has no say in who she'll end up with because she's too perfect for anybody.

"Oh, we meant no offense!" Sawakita backtracks, sweating more. "It's just… a fact?"

Teruhashi stares at him for a long moment, and I look at her curiously as her mind turns. But it's not a fact… These boys believe I'm an Omega just like I wanted, but why do I feel awful? I never expected Teruhashi to have second thoughts about how she presents herself to our classmates as it is instilled in her to be perfect, and unfortunately, society's version of perfect regarding her specific person involves her being an Omega. I, more than anyone, want her to be herself—Alpha and all, because her true self is just as good as the mask she puts on. Not perfect, no, but that's what I like about her.

"But…" Teruhashi starts, her face pinching as she considers her words, "that's not a fact. I'm an Alpha."

Oh, wow. She said it.

And every single guy in front of us faints on the spot.

"Oh," she blinks, taken aback as they collapse. She looks at me worriedly. "I didn't mean to do that."

I can't help but chuckle. "It was inevitable. I'm surprised you told them."

"Well… I can't hide it forever," she admits, rubbing the back of her neck. She grimaces after a moment. "You were aware of my fan club?"

"Of course. I'm shocked you were, though."

"Hard not to notice," she sighs, covering her flushed face. "Ugh, they're a more polite version of my brother. It's all so weird… but it's my job to stay perfect!"

I let out a soft sigh, reaching up to take her hands in mine so I can see her face. Her eyes widen when I press a kiss to her warm cheek, my lips pulling into a small smile. "I like you for you, by the way. Who cares what strangers think?"

Teruhashi's face finally breaks out into a bright smile, and she squeezes my hands happily in return. "It'll take a while for me to shake that side of me off…"

"I don't mind. I hate attention, anyway."