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works/2037735.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Haikyuu!!
  Relationship:
      Hinata_Shouyou/Kageyama_Tobio
  Character:
      Hinata_Shouyou, Kageyama_Tobio
  Additional Tags:
      Sexual_Content, Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Knotting, Mating_Cycles/In
      Heat, Anal_Fingering, Anal_Sex, Slash, adorable_volleyball_dorks
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-07-25 Words: 6548
****** Oh God ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     No, class distinction had never held much meaning for Kageyama. Until
     the day he met Hinata. One-shot Omegaverse! AU. Smut is heavily
     present within this story. Mostly PWP, but there's plot, if you
     squint.
Notes
     Hey guys! Though this isn't my first fic, it is the first one I've
     posted from this account, and my first lemon (that's right, absorb
     all the citrus-y goodness). I hope you enjoy and, please, feel free
     to comment~
See the end of the work for more notes
Hinata hated the term late bloomer. To him, it equated to the same amount of
insult as being called short, or shrimpy- perhaps even more so. It seemed that
puberty had a thing for mocking Hinata; even if he could make up for his small
stature with his superior athleticism, there really wasn't much one could to do
to combat late presentation. Not knowing his role in society this late in life
was something that made Hinata nervous, though he tried his best not to let it
show.
Tsukishima got a kick out of it, of course, having presented as an Alpha back
in his second year of middle school. He was tall, competitive and domineering,
easily setting himself at odds with Hinata. The blonde made a point of teasing
the boy in practice, and while Suga and Asahi, a Beta and Alpha respectively,
tried their best to console Hinata, it was clear the jabs were starting to get
to the small first year.
"Ah, it's too bad," Tsukishima jeered from the sideline in practice one day.
Hinata had just missed a particularly difficult toss from Kageyama and landed
rather ungracefully on the gym's hardwood floor. He stood up at the sound of
the other first year's snickers, already bracing himself for the insult. "Being
short and natureless, there's no way you could've spiked that," Tsukishima
mocked, waving a hand back and forth like the whole thing was no big deal.
"Well, I'm sure you'll get it after a few more years."
As if on cue, the captain cuffed Tsukishima on the back of the head. The first
year turned to face his senior. "Who knows?" asked Daichi, a murderously sweet
smile on his face. "Maybe he'll grow into even more of an Alpha asshole than
you~" he finished charmingly, though the effect made him seem anything but.
With that scathing comment, players hurriedly returned to their practice
activities, not wanting to be the next victims of Daichi's wrath.
Still, his words had an effect on Hinata. The ginger boy started absentmindedly
contemplating what it would be like to be classed as an Alpha. Hinata's brown
eyes drifted to Kageyama, who was poised next to him near the net and readying
for a receive. He too had presented back in middle school. Hinata remembered
when he met Kageyama at his premiere tournament. The raven haired setter's
demanding attitude and obsession with perfection made it obvious that he was an
Alpha. Hinata might have been (and still was) without a nature, but even he had
a hard time not prostrating himself before the King of the Court upon first
encounter. Kageyama emanated power at the time, but he also inspired fear.
Hinata couldn't picture himself ever being as arrogant as his partner had once
been.
Kageyama has changed though, Hinata thought to himself as he lined up for the
next toss. The setter was more mellow now, and had definitely become more
understanding in the few months they'd been on the same team. Kageyama's killer
instincts had shifted towards something less feral and more protective; he had
become more of a teammate. More of a mate mate. Hinata didn't think he'd have a
problem being an Alpha, if he ended up like the Kageyama he knew now. It almost
made sense actually, what with his agility, reflexes, and outgoing attitude.
His body would probably grow some more after he presented, and then, he and
Kageyama would be unstoppable. No one would be able to touch them. They would
become the perfect Alpha pair-
Which didn't sound right at all.
Something about being an Alpha suddenly seemed very wrong to Hinata. It rubbed
him the wrong way, even more than being natureless did. The middle blocker
couldn't put his finger on it, but now the last thing he wanted to do was
present as an Alpha. Now, Hinata was just confused. A minute ago he'd been all
for the idea. What had changed? He liked the thought of being on the top. Why
shouldn't he? Why shouldn't he want to be stronger and faster and taller?
At this point, Hinata was abruptly shaken from his conflicting train of thought
as he felt something collide solidly with his forehead. He was knocked back,
landing on his rear as a volleyball that seemed to come from nowhere fell into
his lap. Hinata blinked. And blinked again. He'd been so preoccupied thinking
about presenting, he'd taken the receive Coach Ukai had sent his way straight
to the face. Tsukishima was already laughing at the other end of the gym,
trying (poorly) to hide the sound behind his hand. Hinata couldn't even bring
himself to care, he was so dumbstruck.
"Oi, dumbass!" Kageyama yelled from next to him. Hinata slowly turned to face
Kageyama, not even bothering to get up. He was scowling deeply, hands placed
firmly on his slim hips in clear annoyance, and Hinata could smell the
irritation rolling of the Alpha. "What are you doing over there? Pay
attention!"
The redhead was about to make a retort to the command when Kageyama's
expression shifted. His annoyed grimace softened slightly and the corners of
his mouth turned up into something of a teasing smirk.
"I want you at your best game when I beat you again," the setter said
tauntingly.
Hinata froze. Time seemed to stop with him, everything slowing down as all the
air rushed from his lungs. Hinata took in the confident grin that Kageyama
wore, the the almost caring, or at least concerned, atmosphere. They weren't
just casual occurrences, they meant something big. Things picked up to speed
again and it was like a light bulb went off as realization dawned on Hinata. He
put the pieces of the puzzle together. He finally understood why the thought of
becoming an Alpha was so distasteful to him.
Hinata had a crush on Kageyama.
Oh. God.
The middle blocker stood up so fast, he almost gave the other players whiplash.
"Toss!" Hinata called loudly, a flush covering his face. The team, notably
Kageyama, was confused at his outburst, but obliged his request. He was
determined to drown these thoughts through sheer exertion.
===============================================================================
Hinata was sent home from practice early that day on the account of too many
missed hits, and the captain's claim that he 'must have a fever or something,
because he was as red as a steamed tomato.'
===============================================================================
Kageyama had never been one to care much about class distinction.
When he had presented as an Alpha back in the seventh grade, to him, nothing
changed. Aggression and a strong desire to be on top were always traits
Kageyama had possessed- his new found class just confirmed them. Relationships
hadn't really become a big thing for him either. A handful of Omegas and even
some Betas had approached Kageyama after the change, but he had turned them all
away. Volleyball was Kageyama's number one priority; he didn't have time for
trivial grade school romance. And so he went on with life unfazed, even as
things began to change around him.
Kageyama didn't believe that his being an Alpha was the cause of his team's
loss of trust in him. There were plenty of other boys who shared his nature in
the volleyball club, none of them nearly as commanding as Kageyama had been.
It's because there were so many other Alphas on the team that Kageyama had lost
control. Any Omega or even Beta would have been biologically forced to submit
to his will, being of lower rank. But the other Alphas wouldn't take it, thus
proving that the entire ordeal was a product of his personality, and not his
increased testosterone level.
In the end, Kageyama was glad for the bump in the road, having come out of the
experience a little more humbled and willing to learn. He learned to be more
considerate and susceptible to change, allowing for the setup he currently
found himself in at Karasuno. The distribution of classes was much more even in
high school than it had been at Kitigawa Daiichi, and its clubs mirrored this
dynamic. The volleyball team itself was comprised of a number of Betas, and
even two Omegas. Some schools found it scandalous to include anything less than
an Alpha in the starting lineup, but skill was skill. It didn't matter to
Kageyama what nature you had. If you were a strong player, you deserved
respect, and Karasuno was strong.
No, class distinction had never held much meaning for Kageyama. Until the day
he met Hinata.
The setter had known something was different about Hinata from the moment he'd
first caught scent of him. Or more precisely speaking, Hinata's lack of scent.
Kageyama had thought he was a child, what with his small stature and apparent
lack of nature. But his uniform and the context clues Kageyama had managed to
pick up from the boy's conversation clearly stated otherwise. It wasn't unheard
of for a person to still be natureless by the end of their final year of middle
school, but it was certainly unusual. Not that Kageyama cared at the time.
When it came time for the game, the grey-eyed boy hadn't been expecting much.
An easy win, if his team decided to cooperate. But when the whistle finally
blew, nothing could've prepared Kageyama for what he saw. Hinata's speedand his
agility; the sheer amount of athleticism and determination the boy held
astounded Kageyama. Watching Hinata play, he felt something stir within him
that he never had before: wonder.
Which quickly turned to fascination, and soon thereafter obsession. The
redheaded mass of energy was constantlyon Kageyama's mind, and it was starting
to freak him out. He'd never thought of another person this much in his entire
life. He could be in class, or at the store, or even just at home, and find his
mind drifting off always in the same inevitable direction. Normal, everyday
thoughts like I wonder how you solve this math problemand Will this juice taste
good with my lunch?turned into I wonder if Hinata needs help studyingand I bet
Hinata would like this juice if I shared it with him.
But by far the scariest thoughts Kageyama had were ones he'd stumbled across
recently, in the privacy of own his bedroom. Rut was probably the one true
thing that bothered him about his nature. It was debilitating and, to Kageyama,
pointless. He didn't want to spend time holed up in his room every three
months, grinding frustratedly into his mattress when he could be out playing
volleyball. It was always Kageyama's goal to work through his rut as quickly as
possible, and his methods changed with each one. But for the past two cycles,
the brunette was surprised to find his hand slipping under the waistband of his
shorts with the redhead's bright smile in mind.
Surprised, and more than a little horrified.
Kageyama was utterly disgusted with himself the first time it happened. Hinata
was his friend, his teammate. He should not be having these thoughts about him.
And to make matters worse, Hinata was still natureless; physically, he was
still a child. It made Kageyama feel like such a... pervert. Hinata could've
been another Alpha for all he knew. But Kageyama couldn't stop. Hinata was his
go-to fantasy whenever the Alpha urges hit now. His small hands when Kageyama
thumbed the tip of his large member. Hinata's lithe body, writhing
uncontrollably whenever Kageyama's knot began to swell. And the noises that
would drop from Hinata's mouth, hot and bright as Kageyama came to a familiar
peak, spilling all over his sheets and feeling unfathomably dirty at the end of
it all.
Oh God...
===============================================================================
It was under the effect of these circumstances, plus the passing of several
more, that led the two volleyball players to make what could be considered the
biggest mistake or the greatest miracle of their lives (depending on the day
and who you ask).
Practices had been relatively uneventful for the past several weeks. With no
games scheduled and no training camps coming up, the Karasuno team was steadily
preparing for Inter High, polishing their basics and working towards improving
their form. It was an unusually hot day, and the doors to the gym were left
open to provide some sort of relief to the stagnant heat.
"Break for water!" Coach Ukai called over the slap of volleyballs on hardwood.
"Three minutes!"
The players dispersed to different corners of the gym, some heading for the
school fountains while others made their way to personal bottles waiting on the
sidelines. Tanaka, Nishinoya, Kageyama and Hinata all crowded around the pole
of a net near the back of the gym. They took leisurely sips from their waters
and passed around a towel to wipe their faces with.
"Man, this heat is gonna put me in an early rut!" Tanaka complained, scratching
his neck with a grimace on his face. He tugged at the hem of his shirt, fingers
twitching like he just couldn't wait to take it off. The two first years merely
reddened slightly at his openness, but Nishinoya choked on his water.
"Nobody wants to hear that, idiot!" the libero yelled as he tossed his water
bottle at the sweaty Alpha. Being one of only two Omegas on the team, Nishinoya
wasn't interested in hearing about Alphas' constant sexual frustrations. "Go
take a cold shower or something!"
"Aw, come on Noya," Tanaka continued to whine, as he rubbed the spot where he'd
been hit. The temperature really must've been bad, if he wasn't lashing out
after the attack. Tanaka turned his gaze lazily towards Kageyama. "You get me,
don't you Kageyama? Us Alphas gotta stick together, ah?" He slung an arm around
the dark-haired first year, who proceeded to knock the limb off and step out of
his senior's reach.
"Don't get me involved in this," Kageyama said evenly. He took a sip of his
water and handed the towel he had off to Hinata.
The redhead wiped at his face viciously. "Actually, I think the summer air is
getting to me too. I haven't felt quite right since walking in this morning."
The other three players gave Hinata an evaluating look, deciding that, yes, he
did look a little off. His cheeks were heavily flushed, redder than anyone
else's, and his hair looked even messier than usual. He was still huffing for
breath even though they'd been on break for at least two minutes, and there was
an almost imperceptible shaking in his legs. If that wasn't enough, the three
players could detect something strange in his scent, too, when they lightly
sniffed the air.
Kageyama scowled. "You better not be getting sick. We already had to send you
home early once this week, I'll kill you if we have to do it again."
"Rude!" Hinata yelled. "I can't help it if I get sick! Besides, I'm not, so
just leave me alone," he finished, tongue poking out of his mouth in the
direction of his fellow first year.
Daichi called for practice to start up again, and the players all returned to
their positions, Hinata racing to his spot to prove that he was fine. Kageyama
kept a wary eye on the boy though. He knew something was off- he could smell
it.
When practice finally ended for the day, the team packed up their things and
headed for the locker rooms. Tanaka skipped out on the cold shower, but Hinata
eagerly took up his place, standing under the icy water for as long as he could
before Kageyama dragged him back to the club room. The team changed and started
making their way to Ukai's shop for steamed pork buns on the captain's behalf.
"Sorry guys, I'm gonna have to skip today," Hinata apologized as he kept
walking past the storefront. "I've got some... summer homework that I really
want to get started on."
"Failing your classes that badly, natureless?" Tsukishima joked, and Yamaguchi
laughed along. The short first year ignored them, waving halfheartedly over his
shoulder as he continued down the path towards his house.
None of the Betas or Omegas questioned it, but by now most of the Alphas on the
team could sense something was up. They let Hinata go, only because he looked
even worse than he had during the break in practice at that point. The middle
blocker made a good attempt at hiding it, but nothing could conceal the now
prominent warmth flushing his skin, or the sluggish way he walked. Inter High
was fast approaching, so if part of the team's star pair needed an excuse to
get more rest, they all had no problem letting him take it. All of them except
Kageyama that is.
The setter hefted his bag higher on his shoulder and made to follow Hinata, but
was stopped by Suga, who noticed his hasty departure. "Where are you going?"
Kageyama grunted. "I just remembered I have to run some errands, is all. I'll
catch up with you guys later."
Several of the team looked like they wanted to protest then, but any complaints
were forgotten when Daichi walked out, buns in hand. Kageyama made a smooth
getaway, and hurried to catch up to Hinata.
"Hinata," he called when the redhead was in sight again. There was no response.
Kageyama growled in annoyance and moved to get within earshot. "Hey, idiot,
didn't you hear-"
When Kageyama got to be about ten feet away from Hinata, he stopped dead in his
tracks. The smell radiating off the boy from this distance was so
overwhelmingly powerful, even a Beta would've gotten dizzy. Hinata turned
around at the sound of Kageyama's second call, and the scent amplified tenfold.
The taller of the two was almost knocked off his feet, it was so amazing.
"Eh, Kageyama... what are you doing here?" Hinata asked slowly. Kageyama
couldn't even process his words. Hinata looked...
Gorgeous. Intoxicating. Fuckablewere the words Kageyama's brain supplied him
with. He didn't even have the state of mind to question the last one, he was so
enthralled by Hinata's appearance. The boy was drenched in sweat, giving his
skin a glistening shine in the late afternoon sun. His lips were pink, wet,
practically begging to be ravished. And Hinata's hair- oh, Kageyama wanted to
wrap his fingers around every ginger curl, caressing and touching and scenting.
Hinata gave a bit of a broken laugh and startled Kageyama from his train of
thought. "Guess you might be right, huh? I think I am getting sick." The boy
began panting heavily, and Kageyama's mind went practically ballistic. He could
feel himself hardening in his shorts. This is not good. This is not good atall.
Meanwhile, Hinata was fidgeting with his hands and trying to stand up straight.
His fingers twisted and untwisted into nervous little knots. As if finally
deciding what to do, the redhead grabbed for one of Kageyama's hands. "God,
Kageyama... I'm just so... so hot, and I don't know why..." Hinata maneuvered
Kageyama's hand to rest on his forehead, as if he was taking the temperature of
a child with a cold. Kageyama shuddered, and Hinata hummed. "Heh, it's
strange... when you touch me, it doesn't feel as bad..."
And that's when it clicked. Shit, Kageyama swore inwardly. Realization hit him
like a ton of bricks, and the shock made it hard for him to decide on a course
of action. Although reluctant, Kageyama frantically tried to pull his hand away
from Hinata, but the boy held firm. In fact, he was actually nuzzling into the
touch now, and Kageyama felt like he was going to drop dead if this didn't stop
soon.
"Hinata," he urged, panicking now, and still trying to yank his hand free,
"Hinata you need to let go. You're inheat, dammit, Hinata- you're a fucking
Omega and you need to let go."
Kageyama managed to pull his hand away from Hinata's forehead and was
attempting to withdraw it back to his side when Hinata's fingers tightened
around his. The former looked down at where their digits were intertwined,
sucking in a breath at how smallHinata's hands were. The boy's thin fingers
easily slipped into the large spaces between Kageyama's. He looked down at
Hinata, whose face was already upturned to gaze at him. Kageyama started. There
were tears in Hinata's eyes, threatening to spill down his cheeks. At that
sight, something else in Kageyama began to grow along with the tightness in his
pants. Hinata should never cry. Kageyama suddenly felt a dire need to Calm.
Sooth. Protect.
"Please," Hinata whispered, clutching even tighter at Kageyama, "Please,
Kageyama... make it stop..."
Like a turn table, Kageyama's brain did a one-eighty. That last plea was all it
took to send every rational thought he had left out the window. He gripped
Hinata's hand tighter.
"Hinata," Kageyama called darkly, "Where's your house?" The new Omega exhaled
heavily and cautiously removed one of his hands from Kageyama's, as if he was
afraid the other would bolt at any second. Hinata turned and pointed a shaky
finger down the path at his back.
"That way... you follow the road and take a right at the fork..." His hand
latched back onto Kageyama's shirt immediately.
The Alpha forced himself to asses the situation further. "Is there anyone
home?"
Hinata's brow furrowed as he struggled to recall. Or maybe he just didn't
understand why it mattered. "My sister."
A curse escaped Kageyama. He didn't want some nosy kid lingering around the
area when they did this. It looked like his house was the only option; he'd
just have to hope his mom wasn't home. Kageyama looked down at Hinata, who was
rubbing a red cheek into his t-shirt. Without even realizing it, the Alpha's
hand had come to rest on the small of Hinata's back, and was moving dangerously
lower. Before it could inch any farther, Kageyama curled his fingers around the
Omega's waist and pulled him around behind him. Hinata couldn't even question
what was happening, Kageyama was kneeled down in front of him so fast, wrapping
his arms under his knees and hiking him up onto his back.
It is in this fashion that the two boys made their way down the street. Hinata
never once stopped to ask what was going on, only content to be in such close
proximity with Kageyama. He took to nuzzling his cheek on the back of
Kageyama's neck, causing the running boy to shiver pleasantly the entire trip.
When they made it to his house, he practically broke down the door in his rush
to get inside.
"Mom!" Kageyama yelled as soon as he crossed the threshold. He waited, but
there was no response. Good, no one's home.He proceeded to slide Hinata off his
back and deposit him on the floor. Right away the Omega began fidgeting again,
and Kageyama took notice of something he'd missed before. There was a small
buldge in the front of Hinata's shorts, and a dark spot on his thigh wear slick
was undoubtedly running down his leg. Kageyama licked his lips hungrily.
"Hinata."
At the sound of his name, Hinata glanced up, though he looked anywhere but at
Kageyama. He was squirming so much now, squeezing his legs together and running
his hands up and down his arms. He bit at an already red lip. Kageyama could
smell the discomfort on him, and circled an arm around his shoulders in a
gesture of calm.
"K-Kageyama... Can you- can we..."
Hinata didn't get the chance to finish. Kageyama swooped down and captured his
lips with his own, wrapped his free hand around Hinata's waist, and drew the
boy close to him. The kiss was short and light, and when Kageyama pulled away
he rested his forehead against his partner's. "Hinata, I'm going to make you
mine," the Alpha breathed huskily, possessively. He pulled away from Hinata,
letting his arm slip down the other's until their hands came together. Kageyama
tugged him gently down the hall to his room, and Hinata followed obediently,
although somewhat confused.
The door swung shut behind them when Kageyama kicked it. He led Hinata over to
the bed and pushed him down gently, until his shoulders connected with the
mattress. The boy's wide golden eyes stared up Kageyama from a flushed face
framed with red cowlicks. It was all the Alpha could do not to devour Hinata
then and there. But he knew the boy was scared, that this would be his first
time, and so he showed restraint.
"Ah-" Hinata breathed as Kageyama's hands slid delicately under his shirt. The
raven-haired volleyball player pushed the tee up, ghosting his fingers over
Hinata's tight abdomen and flat chest. Little whines were the only sound the
boy could make under the effect of such pleasure.
Kageyama chuckled as he looked on at the pale expanse of skin. "Aren't you
going to say anything, Hinata?" He brought his mouth down and began licking
lightly at the Omega's stomach, starting at the navel and making his way up to
the breast bone. Hinata stuttered in response.
"Sh... shut up..." He managed to mutter embarrassedly. His arms were stretched
out wantonly above his head, and he tucked his nose into the crook of his elbow
to hide his face. When Kageyama's tongue moved to swirl around a dusky nipple,
already pert, Hinata let out a yell and arched into the warm, wet touch. The
noise abruptly cut off in a strangled gasp when Hinata felt Kageyama's hand
trail back down his body and beneath the waistband of his shorts. The Omega
whipped his head away from his arms and looked down at Kageyama in shock. Worry
touched his features. "Hey... wha-what are you..."
Kageyama paused in his ministrations to turn his grey orbs on the boy. There
was desire written all over Hinata's face, but Kageyama saw the apprehension
that lay just beneath the cloud of lust, and pulled his hand away.
"Hey. Look at me," he ordered firmly. Something in Hinata made him hesitantly
make eye contact with Kageyama, something instinctual. The setter grunted. "Do
you trust me?"
Despite the strange new situation he found himself in, Hinata couldn't help but
think that this was all somehow familiar. It was Kageyama- his teammate, his
setter, his partner. The one he competed against and with. They had won
together and lost together, and the two of them shared a connection that
couldn't be found even amongst the other members of their team. For these
reasons, of course Hinata trusted Kageyama. And yet, there was undoubtedly
something different in it all too. From the start of this whole ordeal,
Kageyama had been nothing but gentle with Hinata. Still his usual gruff self,
but with a softer edge and a kinder touch. These things comforted Hinata in his
moment of fear, and he knew that, yes, he trusted Kageyama with his life.
So the ginger took a deep breath and exhaled a shaky, "Yes," before nodding to
Kageyama, who practically dove in head first. Kageyama moved down Hinata's body
and brought himself face-to-face with the boys crotch. Keeping an eye on his
partner for any signs of resistance, the Alpha slipped the cotton shorts down
and off the boy's legs, followed by his underwear.
As soon as his small cock was free, it bounced up and strained firmly against
Hinata's abdomen. The tip was leaking a considerable amount of precum for an
Omega, dribbling lower to mix with something else pooling between his cheeks.
Hinata looked down to examine the wetness he was just noticing for the first
time. His eyes darkened.
"Heh, I guess I really am an Omega, huh? No Alpha or Beta boy does that." There
was something akin to shame in the middle blocker's tone, as his cheeks flushed
even darker red. Kageyama scowled slightly when he saw this.
"Idiot," he called out. He bent into the space between Hinata's legs and
sniffed, before placing a soft kiss to the inside of his upper left thigh. "I
think you're beautiful, and that's all that matters." The kiss turned into
something deeper as Kageyama opened his mouth and started moving, allowing his
tongue to explore Hinata's most private parts. It drew a ring around his
entrance, collecting the moisture that gathered there. Without thinking, Hinata
pushed down into the touch, trying to grind his opening on Kageyama's tongue.
The taller boy obliged, thrusting the muscle in and out in a steady rhythm. He
ignored the way his cock protested in his pants, wanting desperately to take
the place of his tongue. Kageyama was determined to take things in stride for
Hinata's sake.
Eventually, the brunette pulled away. He saw the other's member strain at the
loss of sensation, and leaned down to kiss the tip quickly before moving up to
repeat the action with more force over Hinata's lips. This kiss was open-
mouthed and hot, and the two battled for dominance like they did in everything.
Even in his weakened state, Hinata put up quite the fight, and was holding his
own against Kageyama for the better part of the kiss. It wasn't until he
dragged his hands up the Alpha's back that something made him pull away,
ultimately forfeiting the duel.
"You still have all your clothes on!" Hinata exclaimed before Kageyama could
make a triumphant remark. The latter glanced down at himself, taking special
note of the athletic shorts that were practically strangling his cock.
He grimaced. "I guess I didn't really- hey!"
Hinata was on him before he could get the sentence out. The Omega tugged at
every article of clothing he could get his fingers on, and Kageyama was soon
down to his underwear. A lustful gleam lit Hinata's eyes, and in a few seconds
those were on the floor as well.
"Whoa..." Hinata said in awe, "It's so big." Kageyama's member was standing at
a very stiff attention, the head red and swollen. A few beads of precum were
collecting near the slit, and if you traveled down to the base, the faint
outline of Kageyama's knot could already be perceived. It was completely
different from Hinata's, yet there was something so alluring about it. The
Omega leaned forward, as if in a trance, and slowly brought his hands to it.
"Can I touch it?" he asked, and Kageyama was struck by the innocent curiosity
in the question. Hinata was giving him that look again, all wide eyed and
hopeful. Except now his gold irises were hazed over with desire, which damn
well made the kid all the more irresistible.
Kageyama nodded encouragingly, and practically jumped when those small fingers
tightened around his shaft. They slid up and down at an agonizingly slow pace,
and it took all of Kageyama's will power not to jump the boy and rut him into
the bed. Hinata's pace steadily increased, which helped some, but his hands
were so damn warm, Kageyama ached to be within something reminiscent of that
heat.
"Kageyama..." Hinata almost whispered. He was panting again. "You smell...
really good. I don't know why, but it's making me... hot again..." The boy
trailed off into a grunt as his hands made their way between his legs of their
own accord. A finger hesitantly circled around Hinata's entrance and then
slipped in, granted ease of access with the accumulation of slick.
This sent alarm bells ringing in Kageyama's head. Hewas the Alpha, he should be
taking care of hisOmega, not leaving him to endure this heat all on his own.
Kageyama grabbed at the wrist of the hand nestled between Hinata's legs,
yanking the finger away from his entrance. Immediately, Hinata gave a
frustrated cry and tossed a desperate glance in his partner's direction.
"Let me," Kageyama said, taking control once again. He situated himself between
Hinata's legs and tossed the other boy's knees over his shoulders. Without
hesitating, he slipped one, and shortly thereafter two fingers into the wet
heat laid out before him. Both boys cried out, one at the sensation of being
filled, the other in longing to fill with something besides fingers. Kageyama
began loosely thrusting his fingers, curling and scissoring them to prepare
Hinata's opening. It wasn't long before he added a third finger, only to pull
out again shortly. Hinata was well and stretched, and Kageyama had been patient
long enough.
The Alpha wrapped his hands around the Omega's waist, and brought him down to
meet his hips. Hinata's hands returned to their earlier place above his head, a
natural position of submission for an Omega, and he glanced down through long
golden eyelashes at the one who would soon be his mate. Kageyama met his gaze
evenly.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked, giving the smaller boy a final
chance to bow out. He silently pleaded for the other to be truthful. Because if
Kageyama was too forceful in this one moment, he would hate himself for more
than any of the times he had ever been in the past, combined. Hinata gave only
the smallest of nods, but his eyes flashed approvingly, and Kageyama could not
have asked for a more reassuring sign. He lined up his cock with Hinata's
entrance, and pushed forward.
"Ah-ahh...!" Hinata was vocal upon the intrusion, but their was no pain in his
tone or expression, so Kageyama immediately continued. His second thrust was
hard, fast, aiming for something. When Kageyama missed it, he tried again, and
again, setting up a rhythm in his quest for Hinata's pleasure. The two rocked
into each other in an attempt to create more friction, one shifting down
whenever the other pushed up. Still, it wasn't enough. Kageyama reached up to
grab Hinata's hands from where they rested near the headboard. The boy's
fingers were making desperate clutching motions, as if they needed something to
hang on to. Kageyama gave them that leverage when he maneuvered Hinata's palms
to rest on his shoulders. The ginger grasped tightly at the new hold and bore
down even harder. When Kageyama's hands were done directing Hinata what to do,
they snaked their way under him to circle the small of his back. The new
proximity allowed for Kageyama to reach deeper within Hinata, and their breathy
noises turned to all-out moans.
"You're -ah- surprisingly good at this... for your first time," Kageyama huffed
between groans. He was still searching for the spot that would really make
Hinata writhe. Even without it, the Omega was having a hard time catching his
breath. He took a few seconds before replying in broken pants.
"I'm not... nngh, doing anything... really..." Hinata paused to catch his
breath. "It's all you, heh, as always Kageyama... You're incredible- ah!"
It was in that moment that Kageyama hit Hinata's prostate. He thought absently
to himself Found it, but couldn't really bring himself to feel victorious, like
he thought he would. Kageyama was too busy focusing on what Hinata had said.
It's all you, as always. You're incredible. The words struck a resounding chord
in the Alpha, and he felt a foreign emotion bubbling up inside him.
How could this boy, this person, make Kageyama feel so amazing? How was it
possible that Hinata, loud, loveable Hinata, who said stupid things and got
sick before games and made a challenge out of everything, managed to worm his
way through Kageyama's carefully constructed armor, and into his heart? His
heart. Kageyama looked down at Hinata then, as he was splayed out beneath him.
The Omega's brown eyes were closed in intense pleasure, but the expressiveness
they held still managed to shine through. His skin was flushed rose gold and
seemed to glow even brighter as it absorbed the sunlight coming in through the
window. And although Hinata's hair was a tangled matting of sweaty strands and
locks, it stuck up and curled in just the right way to form a perfect crown
around his head. Hinata was radiant. And it was as the word passed through
Kageyama's mind that he realized that strange new emotion was love.
Kageyama captured Hinata's lips again, trying to convey how he felt through the
point of connection, and quickened his pace. Now that he'd found his Omega's
sweet spot, he attacked it relentlessly.
There was a dramatic increase in the volume of Hinata's cries, indicating that
the redhead was getting close, so Kageyama decided to change positions. He
flipped Hinata over underneath him and propped the boy up on his hands and
knees, still thrusting into him all the while. Kageyama kept one hand pressed
into his partner's back and dropped the other to circle around his erection. He
fisted Hinata in his palm, stroking to the time of his thrusts. The stiff flesh
was soaked with precum by this point, so close to release, and the catch of
Kageyama's knot on Hinata's rim was a sign of the Alpha's own impending orgasm.
"Ka-Kageya-ma... I'm, c-cumming!" A guttural cry escaped Hinata's lips, and he
was sent over the edge. White spurted from his small cock in long, thin ribbons
and covered his stomach and Kageyama's hand. The Omega's inner walls began
clenching down tightly, releasing large amounts of slick in the wake of release
to aid in the bonding process. The combination of all these reactions caught
Kageyama off guard, and he was soon coming to his own peak. The Alpha roared as
his knot swelled to its fullest, and he managed to push it into Hinata with a
last, hard thrust. He bit down on the juncture of his Omega's neck and shoulder
on an instinct to claim him. The ejaculation was powerful, and lasted a long
time. When Kageyama finally ceased releasing, there was so much excess that
some managed to slip past his knot and down his legs.
It was a while before the waves of pleasure subsided, but when they did it was
into complete and utter exhaustion. The boys' legs buckled from underneath
them, and both tumbled onto the mattress. Kageyama did the best he could not to
topple onto Hinata, falling to the side instead of straight down. The redhead
hissed at the pull of the knot within him and reached back to feel where he was
joined with the brunette.
"Sorry," Kageyama muttered in apology. He stifled a yawn. "I was trying not to
fall on you."
Hinata could feel the soothing warmth coming from the body behind him, and
snuggled back into it. "S'okay." He blinked his eyes sleepily a couple of times
before peering up at Kageyama. The taller boy had his chin on top of Hinata's
head, and was rubbing back and forth into his hair. Scenting. "I guess we're
mates now."
Kageyama stopped his actions and just rested where he was, curled protectively
around Hinata. He twined his fingers with the smaller boy's and smiled
slightly. "You'd guess right."
There was a brief moment of silence where the two of them just lay there like
that, peaceful and content.
And then Hinata opened his mouth again. "I wonder what the team's gonna think."
Kageyama stiffened.
Oh God.
End Notes
     WOW that was a long one! It didn't start out as a Kageyama-centric
     fic, but I think that's what it turned out to be...
     Sorry if you guys weren't expecting that much out of a one-shot (to
     be honest, I wasn't either). I hope you enjoyed my shameless
     deflowering of these two characters! *cackles maniacally* I've only
     just gotten into Haiykuu, courtesy of Viria on tumblr. If there was
     any OOC-ness, or something you didn't like, I'm really sorry :C
     Anyways, leave a comment, or share it somewhere (Or nothing. I
     appreciate the fact that you just read it, really).
     Have a great day and stay awesome!
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