𝑨𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆

𝘒𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵/𝘳𝘶𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘒𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘰...

𝑲𝒓𝒃𝒌
𝒂𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂!𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒈𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒂!𝑲𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒂
𝒓𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒙
𝒅𝒖𝒃𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕
𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾

Kirishima huffed in exhaustion as he made it up the stairs with the huge keep-fresh box in his arms.

His last customer of the day had ordered food for the whole week his rut would last. It was understandable but right now Kirishima hated that guy.

At least it was the last delivery for today and after that he could drive home and lay down for a year.

He had a headache from all the different intense scents he had to smell the whole day.

Kirishima usually didn't mind his job, he liked to be useful. But today had been busy and it wore him down.

So he looked forward to just handing the box over and then making his way home and into his bed.

Kirishima paused and panted for a few seconds when he finally reached the right floor.

This apartment complex was one of the more expensive ones, Kirishima could tell from the interior designs. Probably had scent proof doors too.

He walked through the hallway, searching for the right number.

There it was. 113.

No scent of rutting alpha. So he had been right about the doors.

Without further hesitation Kirishima rang the bell. He just wanted to go home already.

A few seconds ticked by before the door suddenly got swung open.

And there stood...

A very naked man.

This in itself wasn't too uncommon. It had happened to Kirishima before.

Most clients threw on some pants before opening the door but those who were too far gone in their heat or rut often didn't bother.

And it was fine really. Kirishima didn't mind. He usually just ignored the genitals on display, smiled politely and handed over the food before leaving.

But now...

Now he was openly staring.

The man before him had his dick covered but Kirishima doubted that it was out of politeness or dignity.

The thing that enveloped the alpha's dick was a fleshlight.

An incredibly big one.

It stood proudly, pointing directly at Kirishima.

And then the scent hit him like a train.

It was so strong that Kirishima stumbled back a bit, suddenly wobbly on his legs.

He was a beta. Scents were usually much lighter for him and didn't affect him as strongly.

That was why he was allowed to do this job after all.

But this scent...

It was like burning wood at a campfire mixed with a very subtle sweetness like marshmallows on sticks that got grilled over the flames.

Kirishima felt his mouth water.

"Come in", the alpha growled.

Kirishima's eyes snapped up to his face and it took his breath away.

A jawline to cut glass, plush lips and fiery red eyes that held something so erotic in their depths that Kirishima felt like melting.

He still had a little bit of control over himself though. With a professionalism that surprised Kirishima himself he quickly shoved the box of food towards the alpha and squeaked out: "here sir. Your order".

The alpha looked unimpressed, shrugged and grabbed Kirishima's hands that were wrapped around the box and yanked.

Suddenly he stood in the apartment and the door clicked shut.

Fuck.

This was bad. This was so so bad.

To be in an alpha's territory while he was rutting was about the most dangerous thing Kirishima could think about - probably because he was in that exact situation right now though.

Kirishima stood stock-still and wide eyed, box held tightly to his chest although his arms started trembling from the weight.

The alpha before him had a few inches on him and looked down at him through his blond eyelashes.

It was quite hypnotising. So was the scent that clouded Kirishima's brain and made it hard to think of a way out of this situation.

Kirishima tried not to think about the erection poking his thigh as the alpha crowded him against the door but it got increasingly difficult.

Especially since his own poked the alpha's leg in turn.

"You like", the alpha purred at him.

"Beta like."

Oh. Wow. What a sentence.

Seems this alpha really was far gone in his rut.

Wait. Wasn't it supposed to be his first day? Shouldn't he still be in pre rut?!

The alpha leaned down, mouth getting uncomfortably close to Kirishima's scent gland poking out of his shirt collar and with a panicked squeak he shoved the food box at the alpha's chest hard.

It wasn't his chest that he hit though but the alpha's nose.

With a pained yowl the bigger man stumbled backwards and Kirishima immediately felt horrible.

"Oh god! Sorry! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?", he stepped toward the blond bent over and covering his nose.

The alpha growled in displeasure and Kirishima held his breath as red eyes snapped up and bored themselves in his.

Kirishima gulped.

"Beta strong", the alpha said in a deep, raspy voice.

"Beta fight. Good."

Kirishima's eyes widened.

"W-wait, no-"

In one jump the alpha was on him.

The box clattered to the floor somewhere in the distance as the blond hunk of a man pushed him to the ground, straddling his hips.

Kirishima bared his teeth on reflex, gripping the alpha's biceps to keep him at a distance. They felt like stone under his palms.

The man above him didn't seem fazed even a little at Kirishima's struggles and used his big hands to push his shoulders further into the hard floor beneath him.

His eyes glinted with something like excitement even as he ground out:

"Submit".

Kirishima shuddered at the tone. It wasn't yet a command but it was close, a dangerous sound that made Kirishima weak in the knees.

But that might just have been the strong and very heavy thighs pressing them down.

//I wanted to write more but I can't fucking concentrate cause I am stuck in a train full of kids and teens being SO LOUD AND ANNOYING LIKE SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT U- so yeah I will watch Netflix now instead of writing just to drown out the noise

"No, please, I don't want this, I-", Kirishima stammered and wriggled under the force with which the man held him down.

The alpha growled lowly and tightened his hold on Kirishima even more.

"Beta submit. Beta good mate."

Oh shit. Mate?

"No!", Kirishima shouted and thrashed around but his feet were the only body part he could really move and that was just useless.

In that moment Kirishima's stomach gave an unmistakable rumbling sound.

Ah yes, he wasn't just tired, had a headache and a hard on and was stuck under a feral alpha in rut - he was also /starving/.

Kirishima couldn't remember when the last time he had eaten was but it definitely had been too long.

"Beta hungry", the alpha said with wide eyes and a confused expression that looked kind of cute.

"Beta eat, alpha provide, alpha feed!", he exclaimed and suddenly Kirishima's body was released and feeling came back into his arms and legs.

He sat up and rolled his shoulders irritatedly and looked at the alpha, still naked as the day he was born (apart from the stupid fleshlight dangling in front of his body) tearing open the food box.

Claws bore into plastic and scraped some of it off.

Finally the blond opened the lid at the top and sniffed at the contents of the box curiously.

He took out various food containers and put them aside before choosing a round box that he sniffed at some more before looking over at Kirishima who still sat on the ground, baffled.

"Soup", the alpha pointed at the box.

"Soup make beta strong."

Kirishima just looked back with a blank expression.

The alpha frowned and went through the rest of the boxes.

"Meat?", he held up a few other containers.

"Rice?"

Kirishima opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again, unsure what to make of the whole situation.

The alpha looked at him expectantly for a few seconds more before a determined look made itself shown on his pretty face and he suddenly bolted from the room.

Kirishima fell onto his back in surprise and scrambled back up.

The alpha was gone but from the next room Kirishima heard rattling.

Now would be the time to leave, he thought to himself.

Slowly and quietly he got up from the floor and then tip toed towards the door he had been pressed against just a few moments ago.

His eyes found their way to the door on the other side of the room to keep an eye out for the alpha and promptly locked eyes with him.

Kirishima bit his lip and halted mid step, like a cartoon character being caught.

The blond alpha shook his head slowly, a look of "I don't approve" on his face.

"Beta stay", he growled out.

"Beta eat."

Kirishima sighed inwardly and stepped back into the room. He had seen and especially felt the alpha's speed and strength and wasn't really too keen on repeating the actions from before.

So he stayed.

The blond nodded in approval and went back into the room he had come from, the kitchen apparently.

Kirishima didn't know what better to do so he went over to the food box and the various smaller boxes the alpha had taken out and went to put them somewhere safe.

The alpha's face popped up in the door frame with a frown and another shake of his head.

Kirishima rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"What?!", he snapped.

The alpha barked a short:

"Beta sit. No work. Relax", and went back into the kitchen to continue his rustling and clattering once more.

With an audible sigh this time Kirishima went over to the large leather couch in the corner and sat down. It was very comfortable, he noted.

And his legs felt heavy.

The alpha wanted him to relax so he might as well put himself in a relaxing position, Kirishima thought and stretched out his legs on the big couch, leaning back into the cushions with a pleased hum.

Kirishima slowly awoke with the uncomfortable feeling of being watched.

He had dreamed a strange dream that he couldn't really put together anymore but it left him in a surrealistic state between being asleep and awake.

Slowly he opened his eyes, blinking a few times before he really registered what was before his eyes.

With a shriek Kirishima scrambled back, away from the alpha's face that was far too close.

With a bit of distance between him and the other man (who was /still/ "dressed" the same way) Kirishima's eyes began to properly focus.

"Beta sleep. Beta good rest", the alpha nodded his head.

"Now eat."

Only now did Kirishima notice the perfectly set table.

The alpha had apparently moved his kitchen table into the living area to make Kirishima move as little as possible.

It was clad in a pristinely white table cloth. Expensive looking porcellain plates and bowls sat atop it and various utensils to eat with - different chop sticks, spoons and knives - lay in perfect order on the table.

A water glass sat next to a wine glass and in the middle of the ensemble of tableware stood various bowls and plates filled with food.

It was so much Kirishima didn't doubt it was everything the alpha had ordered for the /entirety of his rut/.

Kirishima sighed inwardly.

Stupid dumb cute rut-brained alpha trying to "provide" for him.

The blond man in question stood expectantly in front of Kirishima, waiting for him to sit at the table and start eating.

Kirishima had a different plan though.

"Alpha must eat too", he said and pointed first at the other man and then to the table.

The alpha frowned and shook his head.

"Mate first. Mate need food. All food."

Goddamn, why was he so stubborn?

He had probably spent the past hours furiously masturbating - and yeah okay, Kirishima did NOT need to think about hot, sweaty, knotting alpha now - and not eating nor drinking anything.

But Kirishima would get the man to do so. He had his ways.

Kirishima looked at the alpha, faked sadness overtaking his features (he even did the lip wobbling his moms /hated/ because it made them do whatever he wanted just to make him stop looking so sad) and then turned his head to the side, sniffling.

He tried to pump out a scent of disappointment and sadness but it was hard to do so when you didn't feel that way.

His scent was faint though due to being a beta and although as an alpha in rut the other should be able to smell it, Kirishima hoped it would be convincing enough.

Through the corner of his eyes he saw the shocked expression on the alpha's face and the realisation of "alpha disappointed beta" practically blink on his forehead as he bolted over to the beta's side to comfort him.

Kirishima had to hide a grin behind a particularly pouty bottom lip.

The alpha hovered next to him, unsure, swaying from foot to foot.

"Beta?", he croaked and extended a hand to pet his head lightly.

Okay, comfort wasn't his biggest strength it seemed.

Still a good potential mate.

Wait. Where had /that/ come from?!

Kirishima turned his head to meet the alpha's gaze and said softly (and with another sniffle for good measure):

"Alpha eat too. Beta not eat alone."

Speaking like this felt so weird but he hoped this way the alpha would get his words and it seemed to work.

Quickly the alpha scrambled to sit down at the table across from Kirishima on the couch.

He almost looked like an eager puppy trying to get his owner's approval. Or treats.

"Good alpha", Kirishima decided to ease the tension in his expectant shoulders and the alpha relaxed visibly, puffing out his chest ever so slightly and looking very proud of himself.

Oh god. Nobody was ever going to believe Kirishima when he told that story.

Slowly Kirishima took a spoon and began loading rice and meat, noodles and fish and vegetables and different dips and sauces onto his own plate, his resolve breaking quickly.

He was so damn /hungry/.

He heard the alpha rumble in approval but didn't pay attention to him for the moment, he needed to eat. Now.

Taking a pair of pretty porcellain chopsticks he tried to shovel everything into his mouth at once.

It wasn't the absolute best he had ever had but it was definitely good quality food and right now with how hungry Kirishima was, it might as well have been his moms' cooking - it tasted so good in this moment.

In the corners of his eyes Kirishima saw the alpha take a spoon hesitantly, watching his mate.

He was probably still reluctant about eating any of his food when his mate was in need of it but now it was the blond's belly making some noise and he quickly started putting food onto his plate as well.

He started eating - and stopped immediately.

Kirishima looked up in confusion, his mouth stuffed full with rice and fish as the alpha frowned and growled out:

"Not good enough. Food not good enough for mate".

With a quick movement he yanked the plate from Kirishima who reacted with a pathetic whine.

He had just gotten a good mouth full of food after a day of not eating and just as quickly it was gone.

Taken from him by a rut-brained naked (only-wearing-a-fleshlight-as-
a-special-accessory-kina-naked ) alpha tool who thought Kirishima deserved better.

Sigh.

Kirishima crossed his arms with a petulant frown as the alpha took away all the food and muttered something about "doing it better" under his breath.

Then he went back into the kitchen and rummaged around in various drawers and cupboards.

Kirishima followed him, hell-bent on not just sitting down with a rumbling stomach but keeping an eye on the alpha.

He obviously wanted to gift the beta with different food, most likely cook it himself so Kirishima needed to watch him to make sure he didn't harm himself so deep in his rut haze.

The alpha gave Kirishima a long and intense look before he got out various ingredients and cooking utensils.

He quickly got to work.

Kirishima looked on in worry as the blond man washed a few vegetables and grabbed a knife to slice them.

"Uh, I can help?", Kirishima jumped in, afraid the alpha would cut himself.

He got an angry snarl in return and quickly retreated.

The alpha then proceeded to astound the beta as he began cutting the vegetables with such speed and accuracy that Kirishima soon understood: this guy knew what he was doing.

In the span of only a few seconds - or so it seemed - everything was cut to small pieces and the alpha moved on to the next task with a smug expression.

The smell of impressed beta was strong in the kitchen.

With a speed and efficiency Kirishima could hardly follow with his eyes, he put rice in a rice cooker, poured oil into a pan, seasoned a few pieces of chicken, fried the vegetables, then the chicken, got out aonori and the rice.

A delicious scent filled Kirishima's nose.

The alpha filled the onigiris with the contents of the pan and formed them with strong and sure hands.

He looked so serence engrossed in his work. Not as feral and scowling as before. It made his delicate features stand out and Kirishima couldn't help but think how pretty the other man was.

A plate that got shoved at him pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Here. Eat."

Kirishima blushed at the alpha and took the offered plate.

They went back into the living room and Kirishima sat down, the alpha sitting down right next to him.

Their legs were touching and Kirishima could feel the intense and expectant gaze on him as the freshly made food made its way to his mouth.

The first bite let a variety of such harmonious flavours explode on his tongue that Kirishima couldn't help but let out an obscene moan that he could only be a little embarrassed about - it was justified.

The alpha beside him answered with a pleased growl.

"Good food", he murmured and the gravelly voice so close to his ear sent goosebumps over Kirishima's skin.

He took another bite and nearly whined at the perfect texture of meat and vegetables. The rest of his portion soon vanished from the plate as he devoured it in an addicted haze.

When he was done he let out a pleased sigh and sank into the couch cushions.

The alpha had started purring a while ago while Kirishima was lost in the food, pleased both with himself and the beta.

He sank down next to the beta, both half lying, half sitting, and stared intently at him.

Kirishima looked up to find the alpha practically salivating, pupils blown wide.

"Beta eat good. Now breed", the alpha growled in a dangerous voice that sent a shiver down Kirishima's spine, both in fear and arousal.

"B-breed...?", he whispered before the alpha jumped onto him once more.

"Hhmmm", the bigger man rumbled as his nose buried in Kirishima's neck, inhaling his scent.

"Beta smell empty... need pups", he groaned in arousal and Kirishima felt his own dick twitch at the sound.

"No", he mumbled weakly. "No pups."

He got another displeased growl in response as the alpha grabbed his hips, sniffing his neck possessively.

"Take knot. Pups." he said in a way that left no room for arguments.

Kirishima gulped.

The free and very hot skin of rutting alpha rubbed up against him as the alpha rolled his hips against the beta's.

Kirishima tried to suppress a moan but he was sure his scent gave him away anyway. And his dick too. The alpha had a front row seat after all.

"Good beta", the deep pleased voice of the blond mate whispered into his ear and Kirishima shivered.

Yes, he was very much hot and bothered for the man, he had urges alright? Being a parent though? In the future, with a mate? Yes. Now? Like this? Hell no.

The alpha ripped any thought from Kirishima's mind though, along with one of his favourite shirts.

"H-hey!", he protested weakly while the remainder of his shirt got thrown across the room.

"Beautiful."

The alpha's dilated eyes landed on Kirishima's defined muscles, pecs and abs that he worked hard for on display.

He felt pretty much like he was being devoured by the man's eyes, hypnotized by their intensity.

Distracted again, his jeans followed.

They had had holes in them before but now they were definitely ruined beyond repair by impatient claws.

Fuck. Kirishima was really about to fuck a stranger in rut.

He had no idea if he would make it out of this alive but his arousal - caused by the penetrating scent his partner let out - clouded his brain and made it hard to concentrate on the dangers of this situation.

Everything in his body screamed "YES!" at the prospect of being ruined by this gorgeous specimen.

Kirishima just hoped that his boxers wouldn't have to suffer a certain death too so he quickly pulled them off himself.

[remember kids: dubcon. Also bad prep]

The alpha rumbled in appreciation.

Kirishima took a deep breath to get a clear head which was a spectacularly dumb idea as it made him inhale more of the strong scent the aroused alpha let out.

He coughed a bit as he choked on it and it clouded his head even more, making it harder to focus.

It was hard to speak with the amount of spit forming in his mouth but he still tried. He needed to try and make his limits clear.

"No bites", he said in what he hoped was a firm voice as the alpha crawled over his body, towering over him, practically salivating.

"No claiming and no pups", he added and the alpha raised an unimpressed brow as he snarled in displeasure.

Without a second to prepare himself his legs got grabbed and yanked up, exposing his ass to the blond man.

He purred and spread Kirishima's cheeks with one hand, folding him in half with a push of the other.

Kirishima gulped. His dick twitched.

Craning his neck he saw the alpha grab his dick and line it up with Kirishima's hole.

"No!", he kicked out at the alpha wide eyed, fear of being torn in half making him this bold.

The alpha let out an absolutely terrifying growl and Kirishima scrambled up and held up his hands in what he hoped was a soothing gesture.

"I need preparation!", he shouted.

"I don't have slick! Need lube!"

The alpha frowned as he seemed to think. One moment later his face relaxed in an "I have an idea" way.

Kirishima wondered nervously if it would put him in even more danger. His curiosity and shock from before kept him in place though.

The alpha slowly crawled back over to Kirishima, pumping out a calming scent. Kirishima desperately hoped it really meant he could relax or if it was meant as a way to make him go pliant so the alpha could do as he pleased.

It was strange but when he looked into deep red eyes Kirishima knew he could trust the alpha.

He opened his legs again slowly and the alpha crawled between them.

"Relax. Alpha know. Alpha good. Beta good too?", he said in a low and far calmer voice than before.

Kirishima nodded and breathed out the breath he had been holding. The alpha slowly pushed his legs up again and Kirishima looked through his own spread legs down at the other man.

What was he planning? He still had no lube. Had he not understood Kirishima after all?

He was about to open his mouth and explain the situation better when the alpha crawled backwards and leaned down, head getting closer to his croth.

Oh.

A long wet tongue licking over his hole had Kirishima gasping. The motion got repeated a few times as the alpha between his legs let out rumbling purrs and moans.

"Taste good", he groaned before diving back in again and pushing the tip of his tongue deeper into the small hole.

Kirishima moaned quietly and squeezed his eyes shut, head pressed into the couch cushions.