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ABO AU where O! Deku and O! Denki go to a club to enjoy themselves with some Alphas.
CW: Creampies, double penetration, size difference, major horny vibes, rarepair stuff
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ABO AU where O! Deku and O! Denki go to a club to enjoy themselves with some Alphas.
CW: Creampies, double penetration, size difference, major horny vibes, rarepair stuff
Denki could remember the first time that he put on a skirt. As an Omega, it not only made him feel good about his body, but it made him feel desirable. Sexy. Which was why he wasn’t necessarily shocked when he made friends with another male Omega in the lingerie department.
He was glad, though. It meant he hadn’t discovered the wonders of female clothing alone and then couldn’t connect with anybody. It meant he could have a good connection to another Omega, too.
Not that he didn’t have good connections to his Alpha or his Beta friends, but there was something special to be had about a strong friendship between two Omegas. Something sturdy and supportive.
Deku was a really good friend to Denki after that – even introducing him to the art of wigs, stockings, boots, makeup… Even clubbing. Denki couldn’t deny that feeling the panties hug his hips and hold his tiny Omega cock against his belly was exhilarating every single time.
As he glued his wig down to make sure it wouldn’t shift, he looked over to Deku who was zipping up his ankle boots.
“You’re sure this club allows Omegas? It’s not like the last one we went to, right?” he teased, raising an eyebrow a little bit.
“You’re sure this club allows Omegas? It’s not like the last one we went to, right?” he teased, raising an eyebrow a little bit.
“I said I was sorry! I didn’t know it was an Alpha-only club!” Deku whined, brushing the long hair of his wig out of his face as he sat up straight. He stood, pulling his skirt down since it rode up in the back a little.
“I know! I’m just asking! I wanna go have a good time tonight. It’s been too long since we’ve been able to go out!”
“It’s been a week, you know.”
“A week too long,” Denki groaned, zipping up his thigh-high boots.
“It’s been a week, you know.”
“A week too long,” Denki groaned, zipping up his thigh-high boots.
Supposedly the club they were going to provided pills specifically for Omegas, to allow them to experience being with an Alpha without the risk of getting pupped. Denki wasn’t sure if it was too good to be true or not, though.
At least until they arrived and a small capsule was placed into both of their palms. It dissolved under their tongues and they were allowed to go inside then, the thumping bass that they’d felt outside only intensifying as they got closer to the dance floor.
It rocked Denki to the core, and he couldn’t help but grin and hug Deku around the waist as they walked together. This was going to be a good night. He could feel it.
It wasn’t too long after they arrived that they wound up splitting up, both of them picked up by two Alphas.
It wasn’t too long after they arrived that they wound up splitting up, both of them picked up by two Alphas.
They still kept each other in sight, though, but Denki doubted that Deku was going to signal him to interrupt with how much blushing he was doing, and Denki definitely wasn’t going to signal either while being sandwiched between two big, burly Alpha males.
Denki could feel both of them, half-hard against him as they danced together. Their bulges were pressed against his back and his chest, and he could already feel himself producing slick at the thought of getting stuffed full with them.
It was in the middle of his limited thought process that he was lifted up, his legs instinctually wrapping around the male in the front of him while his arms lifted to wrap around the neck of the male behind him.
He moaned in response as his skirt was lifted up and he felt both of them immediately press flushed against his ass and his clothed pussy respectively.
“He’s already so hard,” he heard one of them say, and Denki’s tiny Omega cock throbbed as it was touched, stroked by the very tip of the Alpha’s claw.
“A needy little Omega slut… I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if we just took him right here. Right?”
“A needy little Omega slut… I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if we just took him right here. Right?”
Denki felt his cheeks flush and he smiled at the proposition, biting his lip a little. He glanced over to Deku, who was busy with two alphas of his own.
One had his fingers deep in Deku’s wet, warm pussy while the other alpha had his hands up his shirt, teasing at his perky nipples through the sheer lace bra he wore that matched his panties. He was in heaven like this, and he glanced over to Denki with half-lidded eyes.
A smile slowly crawled across his pleasured face, and he nodded a little to tell him he was alright.
Upon getting the okay from Deku, Denki nodded eagerly, gasping as he felt lips and teeth immediately on both sides of his neck.
Upon getting the okay from Deku, Denki nodded eagerly, gasping as he felt lips and teeth immediately on both sides of his neck.
He grabbed the Alpha behind him by his hair, pulling on it a little as he keened softly and purred at the sensation of being smothered with attention.
He could faintly hear the belts clinking as they were undone, and he gasped softly as his panties were just torn for access purposes. Those were expensive…
“Don’t worry,” the Alpha in front of him – Touya(?) Denki was sure that was his name – spoke.
“Don’t worry,” the Alpha in front of him – Touya(?) Denki was sure that was his name – spoke.
