Bottomzai week 2024
7 fics for 7 days of Osamu
Fruity titles for my little fruits (i thought it be a cool theme 💀)
This will take longer than it should as i am fucking losing it, deleted two fics and now i gotta fix them all over again yay, so in like a week hopefully should look better
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"That feels so good," Osamu groans, when Chuuya presses his palm down on his back, untangling a knot of nerves.
"You are just using me." Chuuya says placidly. Osamu knows he only means it in a teasing way, but he wants to offer Chuuya something as well.
"Then use me back." He says simply and peers his eyes open, wishing to see Chuuya’s face. Osamu blushes at the idea, but he doesn’t know what Chuuya is thinking.
"I can? For whatever I want?" Chuuya’s voice then becomes almost smug. Osamu gulps, already mentally preparing to be reduced to nothing more than something warm with a hole. Oh does he want to submit to Chuuya.
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After that, Chuuya and Osamu have nothing to look for on board anymore. They take their leave and walk back to the plank, connecting the ship to the port. The dog follows them and before they descend, Chuuya kneels next to it and pets it under its chin.
Jealousy washes over him, completely unnecessarily and only after multiple complaints from Osamu, Chuuya rises with an eye roll.
Before Osamu follows him, he daggers his gaze at the dog with every ounce of hatred he holds.
The feeling he hates the most, is that he wants Chuuya to now scratch his scalp and talk to him in that pitched tone and reward him. He hates that he’s prepared to kneel in front of Chuuya with his tongue out and panting.
Chuuya’s figure blurs in front off him, while he tries to collect himself. The thought doesn’t even try to fade away, in fact the image just seems to keep on enhancing.
He gulps as he gets off the ship, but the idea has become unbearable.
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"Sin feels better, huh? The temptation." Chuuya smirks and gets closer. Osamu's eyes grow cold, but there is a panic bubbling down inside him.
"I didn't say that." He says dryly.
"Oh, you did. Life gets too boring without breaking the law. Wouldn't you like to know the life of freedom?" Chuuya cocks his eyebrow.
Osamu stares at him and Chuuya tries to read his thoughs off of his face, but it feels like reading a smooth stone. He can't predict wether Osamu will break or not.
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No, it's not what it looks like. Osamu is an omega and omegas go into heats. Of course he's be riled up anywhere, at any time. It makes sense. Totally.
Chuuya can handle it like an adult. Stay rational and safe. He’s the alpha and Osamu is the omega and they can get through this without too many feelings involved.
But standing here, with Osamu looking like that, he finds it hard to focus. Osamu’s scent blinds him.
And, let's face it; Osamu's scent is a drug. Chuuya can ignore it all he wants, but it always comes back, seemingly stronger every time.