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Soft hair tickled his face, and a smile crept on his lips as he woke up.
Their bedroom was wrapped in that soft, bluish early morning dimness, the kind that gently blurred all sharp edges. Thin curtains, half-drawn, swayed with the soft breeze from the cracked window, letting a slice of pale dawn spill across the floorboards. It painted dark wood in gold, bringing more light into the room.
Warm breath fanned over his chest, and he buried his nose into soft hair, breathing deeply. Sweet syrup of omega's scent filled his lungs, and he shifted slowly, wanting to be face-to-face with Akihiko.
If he could, he would have spent every hour of every day just looking at him.
Long lashes and the gentle slope of his button nose made his face almost doll-like, despite him being a grown man. Castellations of his freckles dotted his sun-kissed skin like stars, and Hayato couldn't help but lean in and kiss them. His lips traced the soft plush of his cheek down to his jawline, and he let out a hum at the concentrated scent there. Nuzzling into the divot of his neck, alpha smiled into warm skin, feeling the scar of his bite on omega's scent gland under his lips.
Possessiveness swirled in his chest like an ugly little monster, and he kissed scarred skin with reverence.
This was the only place he could be truly soft. Right here, next to his mate.
This tenderness was reserved for Akihiko alone.
Outside, to the world, Suo Hayato was a dangerous man.
It wasn't evident at first glance, of course. It would be a different story if he were an aggressive brute. But anyone who had a short fuse wasn't really a threat. Men like that were loud and erratic. All spark and no calculation. They burned quick and bright—easy to predict and disarm.
Men like Suo Hayato, on the other hand...
Men like that were a real threat.
The head of one of the Bofurin clan branches, he rose into power slowly but surely, bringing a new order. From his first days in a new status, it was clear that change was already there. While his scent of black tea wasn't particularly threatening, there was a sharp edge in it. His smile fooled some people, but those who knew better stayed back and kept their mouths shut.
They knew Suo Hayato wasn't friendly.
Alpha had a very close circle of people that were graced with his good will. Those were his comrades, the ones he'd gone through fire and water with back in the day when the streets weren't safe. Sakura, Sugishita, and many others from that first line of lieutenants under Umemiya and others in the upper echelon were the only ones to understand his peculiar character and ran with it.
With others, Suo Hayato was a different man.
His reputation was a strange thing. It was earned, feared, and whispered about in doorways as if speaking his name too loudly might summon him like a curse.
It didn't matter that he laughed easily, that dimples flashed every time he teased Sakura, or that he would clap a hand on Sugishita’s shoulder like they were still boys roughhousing in the alleys years ago.
None of it mattered.
Because Suo Hayato didn't need to look dangerous to be dangerous.
He simply was.
And the people under him—the branch he led, the clans that answered to him—followed because they understood one simple thing.
The friendliest man in the room was often the one you should fear the most.
Suo walked like he had all the time in the world. He spoke softly. He smiled.
But the moment his eye narrowed, even the most hardened fighters straightened.
He didn't shout to command respect and didn't threaten to enforce discipline. He didn't even need to lift a hand. Just a shift of his tone was enough to make a grown man reconsider his entire life.
And yet, there were whispers.
"Did you see how he looks at him?"
"I saw them scent each other."
"Shut it. Wanna die? That's the right hand you're talking about."
There were unspoken rules in the clan that fueled all sorts of gossip among clan members.
About the right hand of Suo Hayato.
Don't look too long at him.
Don't badmouth him.
Be nice and patient with him.
Open the doors for him.
There was no rule that was stricter than these in the clan.
Because, of course, an alpha would protect his mate at all costs and kiss the ground he walked on.
But what most failed to understand was how much his omega was involved in the clan's politics.
Nirei Akihiko, despite being timid and anxious, was, in fact, the brain behind most operations of the clan.
Most alphas and betas of the clan saw only the surface of him—a shy, short omega who stuck close to Hayato's side during meetings. They mistook his quietness for weakness.
But behind closed doors, it was Akihiko who leaned over maps and dossiers with furrowed brows, pointing out patterns no one had noticed. It was him who murmured strategies into Hayato's ear while brushing nonexistent lint from his shoulders, disguising firm advice as morning affection. His memory and intuition were frightening. There were nights when the upper officers left his presence looking both enlightened and vaguely rattled, wondering how someone who blushed when spoken to could dissect their entire organization down to its bones.
And yet, none of that intelligence diminished his gentleness. If anything, it only made the contrast more apparent. Akihiko's kindness wasn't born of naivety—he simply chose softness in a world that taught people to be hard. He brewed tea for lieutenants returning bruised from missions and offered excited praise that made even the toughest men stand a little straighter. He was the balance to Hayato's severity. Those who looked closely enough understood why the rules around him were so strict.
It had nothing to do with his fragility. Nirei Akihiko was precious because he was irreplaceable.
Because a mind like that, wrapped in gentleness, was the kind of treasure alphas killed for.
Suo Hayato would certainly kill for him.
His hands found Akihiko's waist under the thin blanket, his palms settling over warm skin that fit his touch too perfectly. Their bond glowed in the back of his mind like a soft lamp in the dark, leading the way for him. A deep rumble came out of his chest as he rubbed slow circles on the endless canvas of his skin. By now he knew every ridge and hollow of his omega's body—where freckles gathered in shy clusters and tiny moles dotted skin like secret constellations only he was allowed to touch and kiss. He let his thumbs trace slow, lazy circles, savoring the quiet morning hush, as he watched the beautiful face.
Akihiko didn't stir. Not yet.
Hayato smiled.
People feared him—flinched at the tilt of his head and straightened at the drop in his voice. But the man lying beside him slept deeply, trusting him so wholly that his body softened under alpha's hands like warm clay.
His omega had always been punctual, always up before the sun for clan duties. But today… Today was theirs. A rare weekend morning with no meetings and no responsibilities clawing at Hayato's time.
Just them.
Just this.
Alpha shifted closer, pressing a kiss to the soft dip of Akihiko's shoulder. Then another. And another. Slow, wandering touches of his lips mapped a familiar route down the gentle curve of his arm. The sweetness of his scent seemed to seep into his skin, as it tasted like pure honey under Hayato's lips. He nuzzled, breathing deeply and not able to get enough.
He would never get enough.
His fingers slid along his omega's waist, pushing the blanket lower inch by inch.
Akihiko breathed out a tiny sigh, lashes fluttering but not lifting yet.
Hayato's heart clenched in love.
His mate was beautiful like this—unguarded and relaxed, with faint color on his cheeks from the heat of their shared bed. Leaving a kiss on a round chin, Hayato brushed a thumb across the rise of Akihiko's hipbone, nudging into the thin waistband of underwear. He dipped his head to kiss the skin there, letting his mouth linger.
The sweet scent deepened, thickening with body musk.
It stirred something in him, hot and visceral.
Alpha exhaled through his nose, trying not to press too close, trying not to wake him too fast on his rare day of undisturbed rest. But the more he kissed—over the fluttering pulse on his neck and the line of a rib, across the soft plane of his stomach—the harder it became to ignore the heat pooling in his own body.
His breath quickened, shallow and greedy for another gulp of omega's scent. Elongated fangs pricked on his lip as he shifted, feeling how his erection tented his underwear. And while this was a natural reaction to the sheer scent of his mate, he restrained himself, wanting to prolong precious moments.
When his lips grazed plump skin on lean thighs, Akihiko shifted again. His lips parted in a breathy sound, and Hayato froze for a heartbeat and then smiled into omega's skin.
Slowly, Akihiko woke.
A faint shiver ran through him first, then a soft inhale. Alpha traced kisses all the way up his chest just to see his lashes lift halfway, unfocused and hazy from sleep. Smiling into soft skin, Hayato nuzzled and kissed rosy nipples, watching how omega blinked once. Twice. Then he turned his head down at alpha and his confusion melted into realization as he became aware of warm hands on his waist and... of where Hayato's mouth was currently wandering.
"...H—Hayato?" His usually soft voice was still thick with morning, the rasp in it sending goosebumps across alpha's skin.
Hayato hummed against his neck, nuzzling deeper. "Morning, sweetheart. Sorry I woke you up..."
A soft gasp made Hayato grin as he pressed closer. His cock nudged omega's soft stomach, and Akihiko's hand shot up to cover his blushing face. "W–why are you—You're already—Oh my god…"
Alpha laughed quietly, fond of his mate's sweet embarrassment. He kissed his soft cheek, catching the growing flush there.
"Could you blame me?" he teased. "I woke up next to my omega looking and smelling like sin." His hand already snaked to omega's waist, tugging his underwear down.
Akihiko's ears turned red instantly. "D—don't say it like that…" His hips angled readily despite his shyness. Taking off his own underwear, Hayato chuckled, pushing between his thighs.
"But it's true." He nosed along the curve of his omega's cheek, kissing every inch of his face. "You looked too pretty to leave alone."
His breath hitched when his hard cock touched wet skin. Pulling trembling legs over his thighs, he nudged closer and pushed the blanket away completely. Akihiko squirmed—adorably flustered, twisting away from tickles only for Hayato to follow him, peppering soft kisses wherever he could reach.
"Pretty boy," he breathed, finally catching his lips. The squirming died down, and omega melted against him. A soft purr vibrated against Hayato's chest, sparking the bond in the back of his mind, and he rumbled back. Their kisses were slow and gentle, just a languid chase of each other's taste. Arms looped around his neck, tugging him closer, and Hayato sighed into the kiss, content.
When a soft palm cupped his face, his heart hammered in his chest. Akihiko's fingertips traced the familiar path across his old scar, brushing softly beneath the empty eye socket. His eyepatch was always on, except when he was alone with Akihiko. Hayato knew what that part of him looked like—raw, ugly in ways that once made children stare and grown men look away.
But in omega's touch, there was no flinch. No pity.
Only reverence.
Akihiko pulled back for air and nuzzled him, slow and affectionate.
"Morning, Hayato…" he whispered, voice still warm with sleep and adoration.
"So cute..." Alpha pressed his forehead to omega's admiring his face. He took in the sight before him, greedy for every detail.
Soft blush spread all the way to his ears and neck, delicate like sakura blossoms. His eyes, those warm honey-colored eyes, glowed with a gentleness so pure it made Hayato's chest ache. So much love lived in that gaze that for one selfish moment, alpha wished—truly wished—his right eye were still intact.
If he had both eyes…
Would Akihiko look even more beautiful?
Shy fingers brushed away his hair, and alpha turned, catching fingertips with a brief kiss. Unable to contain his affections, he nuzzled into a warm neck. His heart swelled, threatening to break his ribcage as he listened to how omega giggled from tickles.
He wondered if his heart would ever stop racing at the sound.
Probably never.
A slight shift in their hips made Akihiko gasp and let out a soft whimper. It ripped Hayato out of his daze, and he ground his hips into omega, watching his face. Akihiko's blush got darker as he ruffled Hayato's hair, trying to swallow his whines. Joyful laughter soon turned into breathy moans as the sweet scent grew thicker with every grind of alpha's hips. Their shared body warmth was growing into heat, making them both pant into each other's mouths. Akihiko was shivering, gasping whenever Hayato's cock was slipping on his wet groin.
"Oh my god—Mmm! Haya-Hayato..." Akihiko muttered, breathless, and his hands clawed on alpha's shoulders. His legs circled Hayato's waist, bringing him closer.
"Mm? You want something?" Alpha cooed, unable to not tease his mate, to which Akihiko bit his lips, nodding frantically.
"Ye-Yes... Yes, I'm—" He gulped, and his legs tensed around Hayato. "I-I want to—Mm!"
"What is it, darling?"
Hayato smiled, biting his lips and dipping down, and caught a perky nipple with his mouth. Akihiko shivered, whimpering.
"Hayato—" he whispered, trying to sound stern but failing miserably when alpha's lips grazed the sensitive spot on his ribs. His breath hitched. "Y-you're being… unfair… Mmm..."
"Am I?" Hayato murmured, smiling into his skin of soft navel where he left hot kisses. Shifting on the bed, he lay down between omega's spread legs, nosing into a plush inner thigh. "I'm just appreciating what's mine."
That earned him a full-body shiver, and he cooed, eyes on Akihiko's pussy. Wispy blond curls covered blushing pubic bone, leading to the flushed folds. Omega's pussy was chubby, with thick outer lips and a shy, hiding clit. Slick glistened on pink skin, and alpha licked his lips in anticipation.
"Look how wet you are," he moaned, tracing kisses to where it was wet and pink. "You smell so good, baby."
"Oh my god, Hayato, I—" Akihiko's hands fisted into his hair shyly, and instead of tugging, they petted through it, scratching alpha's scalp pleasantly. "Mm, just—Don't l-look..."
"Don't be shy, baby," Hayato smiled, kissing soft skin. He felt very comfortable laying his head on his thigh and nuzzling into the scent gland there. "You are beautiful."
A choked whimper came from above him, and Hayato cooed, licking the swollen scent gland. Akihiko smelled heavenly, so good that alpha forgot about his own arousal, not bothered by his cock sliding across the sheets. He felt like he was in a trance anytime he was around his mate. Scent-drunk and yearning for a taste, he kissed omega's thighs, rubbing his knees. Omega giggled breathlessly from tickles, forgetting all about his embarrassment, and alpha hummed, pleased. His lips traced deeper between trembling thighs, reaching a couple moles that were his absolute favorite. Sneaking his arms under Akihiko's ass, briefly squeezing and making the omega gasp, his hands reached around the delicate waist.
Bringing him closer to his face, Hayato finally tasted him.
Wet flesh under his tongue was plump and soft. Akihiko smelled like sin and tasted even better. A stuttering moan made him smile into hot slick skin, and he wrapped his lips around the stiffening nub of omega's clit, sucking softly. Thighs closed around his head, and he hummed, licking and sucking eagerly. Shy fingers quickly turned demanding, pushing his head in, and he happily obliged. Broad licks of his tongue made omega tremble, and he whined.
"H-Hayato! Mm! Oh god, umm—I'm gonna—Hayato, pl-please—Mm!"
He sounded so desperate, making their bond hum between them. Alpha's lips curled into a grin against throbbing flesh when a shaking hand grabbed his, interlacing their fingers. He squeezed the dainty hand back, licking into the soft orifice. Slick was making everything sloppier, and he salivated like a dog for the taste. Their scents were thick when omega held him with his thighs, making alpha's head spin. His cock was hard and leaking, smearing precum all over their sheets, but he couldn't think of anything else beside Akihiko's pleasure.
Hayato looked at omega, sucking on his engorged clit, and met honey eyes. They were wet with tears of approaching orgasm, making them look like precious gems. A deep flush spread on Akihiko's face and chest as he heaved, clutching alpha's hand. The moment their eyes locked, alpha flicked his tongue, running it through wet folds and stopping to suck on the hot clit. Omega shrieked, and then his thighs quaked uncontrollably.
His pussy quivered against alpha's mouth when orgasm hit him. A low moan was ripped out of omega's chest as he gripped Hayato's hand till his knuckles turned white. His legs flopped to the sides, trembling while alpha licked him through it, listening to weak moans. Deft fingers softly tugged on his hair, and Hayato finally pulled away. His lips and chin were wet with slick, and he grinned, sated. His flushed cock bobbed with the knot swelling at the base as he leaned in to look at Akihiko closer.
Omega blinked at him owlishly, struggling to focus. His eyes widened when he saw Hayato grinning down at him.
"Oh my god, I—" he gulped and alpha didn't know it was possible to get even redder in the face. "Hayato, I—Oh my god!"
Akihiko turned, hiding his face in the pillow and stuttering something unintelligible. Alpha chuckled, full of affection rather than mischief. He cupped Akihiko's cheek and coaxed him to turn back toward him. His omega obeyed—hesitant and blushing.
He seemed to never quite learn how to accept being loved so thoroughly.
Hayato brushed a thumb across his lower lip.
"There you are," he whispered.
Akihiko swallowed, gaze darting away. "You're… that was—" His ears turned red when he gulped and whispered. "...that felt really good..."
"Mhm... Don't be so shy, baby," Hayato smiled, biting his lip. "You know I love hearing you."
Omega gasped. "Oh, god—D-don't say it like that!"
Hayato chuckled, pressing a kiss to his forehead and lingering there. His mate was just adorable.
"But you sound so good, baby," he slowly ground his hips, shuddering from the contact of his cock on wet pussy. Akihiko clawed at his shoulders, mewling. "...Taste good too..."
Alpha captured the gasping mouth into a kiss, sharing omega's taste with him. Akihiko moaned, shy little pervert, and wrapped his legs around alpha's waist, urging him to move. His hips didn't rest, bucking into Hayato, and he chuckled into their kiss.
"Impatient..."
Akihiko's pupils dilated as he breathed out quietly, "Ha-Hayato..."
"Shh, I know," nuzzling into a sweaty temple, he pressed closer to a blushing ear, seeking a mouthwatering scent and whispering. "Help me a bit, would you?"
With a stuttering moan, omega nodded, opening his neck for Hayato to nuzzle into. His hand snaked between them, touching and feeling out alpha's torso, all the way down to the dark happy trail and hard, leaking cock. Thin fingers wrapped around the root hesitantly at first, then the grip got tighter and Hayato moaned into a sweaty shoulder, eyes rolling into his skull from burning pleasure.
"Yes, yes, baby, mmm," he slurred, kissing the pulsing vein on the lean neck. "Just like that... Help me... Guide me... I'll fuck you so good..."
He felt Akihiko gulp, and his hand stroked the throbbing cock in a liquid, slow flick of the wrist, making Hayato weak in the knees. It was alpha's turn to lose his mind apparently as omega's fingers wrapped around his swelling knot, making him groan and rut his hips into the soft hand.
"Oh, baby... Don't do this to me," he shuddered and pulled away, leaning on his elbows. Panting, he kissed the sweet mouth, feeling how Akihiko tugged and petted his dick. Shivers run down his spine, and he moaned, whispering into wet lips.
"I'm gonna come if you—F-fuck, baby—Gonna come if you won't stop—"
Akihiko cupped his face and kissed his cheek softly, like it wasn't his hand that kept spreading precum along the throbbing shaft with his big innocent eyes. He panted, keeping Hayato close with the lock of his legs around his waist.
"N-no, don't come yet," his mate chirped, cute and flustered. He licked his lips, immediately attracting alpha to his mouth, and mumbled as if to himself in his usual adorable rants.
"I want to feel you..."
"Jesus Christ."
Hayato moaned and pulled away just enough to direct himself into the sweltering heat between omega's legs. Akihiko grabbed his hand, interlacing their fingers sweetly, and alpha leaned in to kiss him. Wet walls gave in under the pressure, and he slid right home in one long glide. His knot, teased by swift clever fingers, was pulsing needily against the stretched orifice, and he moaned, feeling how something clicked inside him.
Like the missing part finally found its place in his soul.
"Oh... Haya-Hayato, mmm..."
Akihiko shivered, and alpha leaned in, nuzzling and scenting him in the most intimate way. A smaller hand squeezed his own, and he cooed, breathing through his nose.
"Feel so good..." He reached to brush away sweaty hair, and omega immediately nuzzled into his palm. "Every time, you feel so good, darling..."
He kissed his panting mouth and started moving.
Tight heat clenched around him, squeezing impatiently as omega was drowned in deep kisses. Whimpering, he let alpha pin him down. Their hands were locked above his head as Hayato kept him in place, pushing in and pulling out in slow, measured thrusts, not wanting the bliss to end too soon. Omega's insides were greedy, squeezing and milking him. Wet slaps of his balls against plush ass were as loud as their moans. Slick frothed from friction, making everything sloppier. His knot was pressing in, slowly stretching and relaxing the tight hole. Heat coiled in alpha's guts with every deep thrust, with sweat rolling off his shoulders from exertion.
Shoving his impending orgasm to the back of his mind, he concentrated on Akihiko instead.
The way he whimpered into his mouth, gasping at deep thrusts yet refusing to stop kissing him. His eyes shut close in pleasure as he breathed deeply as if trying to make their mixed scents sink into his bones. The way his heart was thrumming through his chest, trying to get into Hayato's chest and stay there.
Could he be even more beautiful than this?
Sobbing and choking on his moans, Akihiko mewled, making alpha pull away for a gulp of air. He pushed their foreheads together as he stared into honey pools, counting golden flecks in them. Hot tears welled in those pretty eyes, and Hayato kissed his cheeks, catching them with his lips. Chasing every bat of his lashes, he felt how blood was rushing in his ears as his fangs dropped completely. Venom burned his gums, intense pleasure making his inner alpha want to mark his mate again, and Akihiko moaned, smelling it in his scent. He shivered, tensing up, and Hayato felt how omega clenched on his cock.
"Shh, come on, baby," he pecked his red cheek, whispering into his skin. "Mhm, come for me."
Akihiko nodded frantically, unable to utter a word with how the orgasm hit him. His eyes burst with tears of pleasure, and Hayato felt him coming. Tight heat made him snarl, and he rutted into the omega, unable to stop his own climax. His knot pulsed almost painfully, and with another deep thrust, he squeezed it in, letting it swell. Akihiko keened, and Hayato moaned, seeing white as he started coming. Their hands unlocked, and he felt omega cling to him, clawing at his back.
Nuzzling into a sweaty neck, he grazed the old scar of his mark with his teeth, not wanting to pierce the skin and bring even a touch of pain into an exhilarating rapture. He felt how his mate shivered with his whole body, and Akihiko nuzzled back. A soft, shy purr erupted from him as he rubbed his cheek on Hayato's neck in affection. As the heat of their orgasm slowly dissipated, omega ran his hands on his back, caressing every dip of the muscles.
A low moan was ripped out of alpha's throat as Akihiko rubbed and massaged his back. He didn't pull away, enjoying omega's grooming that he learned was inevitable when they were tied like this. His sweet kisses on Hayato's shoulder turned into kitten licks on the smaller scar of his mark. He licked it clean of sweat, nuzzling his neck and shoulder as his shorter fangs nipped on the skin pleasantly.
Their breath evened out gradually, each exhale brushing against their skin. They were still tied, the knot snug and pulsing faintly inside the overwhelming heat of omega's body, but the urgency was gone, replaced with something warm and sleepy. Akihiko's arms looped around Hayato's neck, hands going into his hair and carding through it.
Alpha smiled against his skin. Akihiko surely couldn't see, but he could feel it with his skin and in the way the alpha's chest rumbled gently against him.
"You're okay?" he murmured, leaning in and brushing damp bangs from Akihiko's forehead. Pressing a kiss to a flushed cheek, he inhaled deeper, nosing under his jaw and smelling sweet honey.
Akihiko smiled softly. He looked at him, his eyes glassy and soft, lashes stuck together from drying tears. He reached up and cupped Hayato's face, his thumb tracing the line of his jaw with shaky tenderness.
"I'm okay..." He mumbled with his voice all raspy and raw after moans. Then he smiled wider, and his eyes turned into moon crescents, making his freckles pop onto the apples of his cheeks.
"I love you!"
Hayato's heart twisted at that. Not in pain, but in that overwhelming way love sometimes hurt.
Akihiko's love confessions were special. Despite his crippling anxiety and shyness, he always said it with his full chest and a wide, happy smile. His voice never wavered, opening something raw inside Hayato's chest every time he said it.
He was brave like that.
"...I love you too..."
Hayato kissed him, fond of the soft hum that sent his heart racing. He turned them to the side carefully, adjusting their tangled legs so Akihiko wouldn't strain. The knot tugged a little, making the omega gasp and cling tighter, but Hayato soothed him with a soft kiss to his temple.
"Sorry," he nuzzled, bringing him closer and rubbing his lower back. Akihiko sighed, purring in contentment. The sleepy tilt of his head on his shoulder made Hayato smile, and he brought his slender hand up, kissing every knuckle and fingertip.
"What do you want for breakfast?"
Akihiko hummed in thought and after a couple quiet seconds, mumbled.
"...I don't want to get out of bed yet..."
"Okay," Hayato kissed a warm forehead, brushing through sweaty locks. "Whatever you want."
"Mhm..."
Omega yawned, smacking his lips sleepily, and Hayato's heart swelled in adoration. Tucking his nose into alpha's neck, Akihito wiggled in his arms and finally settled, dozing off.
Leaving Hayato to count his freckles in the quiet hush of the morning.
Leaving the man weak for him.