“Is that what I am to you?” 

A green-haired omega with a face of makeup, fluffy curls, and a fancy suit stood two arms away from a tall man with blonde hair in equally formal wear. The man had on a face of torment he reached for the Omega and cried out, “You are my world!” 

“Then how could you cheat on me?” The omega’s eyes watered. “If we were in love, how could you betray me?”

“Never again my love I swear!” His arms moved about dramatically. 

“No, you had your chance.” The omega stormed out of the mansion into the grass and into the open door of the taxi. He paused for a moment and looked at the Alpha, he took a sigh and said, “take care of your self Ichigo.” 

“And cut!” 

Izuku relaxed and smiled at his co-actor. “Good work today Togata.” 

“You too Midoriya!” The two of them embraced for but a moment and then went to their trailers. Midoriya flopped on the couch and looked up at his inspiration wall. Every inch of the inspiration wall had photos of his mentor. Whether it’s just him, or he and Izuku, or sometimes his mentor Izuku and his best friend and frequent co-star. His mentor meant the world to him… All Might, may he rest in peace. He was his acting coach after seeing him in a school play coincidentally and he and his best friend, Kacchan, got into the world of acting. Kacchan has done tons of stuff, but since Izuku is an Omega he really only does dramas. 

That was the way it had to be it seemed. He dreamed of being the star in an action movie… not the love interest the star. He was an omega rights activist and he knew that someday he would play the role he wanted but for now, he would always need saving, always have travesty, never have triumphed without a helping hand from a dreamy Omega, because that’s what the world wanted to see an Omega doing. Be saved. 

There was a knock on the door that shook him from his internal dialogue. He peaked open through the door and saw his one and only.

“Hey, Hitoshi!” 

“Hey Izu,” the dreary eyed, purple-haired, hungover-looking, and massive crush awaited him. “Wanna play hooky?”

Izuku laughed and welcomed him into his trailer. “You know it doesn’t work like that, I’m contracted.”

“Play sick.” 

Izuku laughed at the Alpha’s antics. It has always been like this between them. Ever since he met him on the set. Shiso Hitoshi was a sound guy. He held this big ol microphone for Izuku to talk into while gripping his white shirt on a beach. He had a cool quirk, and he always wanted to be an officer and would have been damn good at it, but he gave up after all the criticism that he could use his quirk to make people falsely confess, he gave up. Now he tells people that he’s quirkless. It breaks Izuku’s heart. He always wanted to be an officer too but being an omega was a roadblock, being quirkless? That’s impossible. If he was a big buff alpha maybe, but a twink omega? No ‘stick to acting’ they would tell him. 

But Hitoshi understood. He understood he had to put his dreams to the side and make a new dream. Hitoshi wanted to be a director and Izuku wanted to be an actor in a hero movie. They always joked that when Hitoshi became a director Izuku would be the starring role as a hero, not a heroine. As someone that saves not someone that is saved. 

They are going to follow their dreams together! But Izuku… he’s in love. He’s really truly in love. 

The night they met his attraction was evident, even if just for him. 

*** 

“Ok everyone, this will be our leading lady for the whole cruise arc. Meet Midoriya Izuku.” The direction was an alpha, of course, he had long blonde hair and a short mustache. He wore bright colors and was generally thing rather than strong and tall like most Alpha. Izuku had worked with him before and knew he was a good guy, but…

Just because I’m an omega doesn’t mean I’m a leading lady. 

“Just because he’s an omega doesn’t mean he’s a leading lady.” 

“Oh um…” the blonde looked back at Izuku and then back at Shinso. “You’re right. I’m sorry.” 

“Apologize to him.”

Izuku chuckled, “it’s alright Mic I know you didn’t mean any harm. 

Mic clapped his hands once a bowed, “Sorryyyy.”

Izuku laughed, “Seriously it’s fine.” 

He looked over at the mysterious man who acted so differently than he was used to. The next few weeks were filled with longing glances. He admired him from afar and tried his best not to look like a creep. One day Izuku got done filming and looked over to where Shinso usually was to see him missing.

Is he sick?

“Looking for me?” Shinso said from behind him. 

Izuku squeaked and turned around to see the very man that has been haunting his dreams, and he was holding a slice of pizza. 

“I got you a slice, the alphas were going to eat it all before you got done with your set.” 

Izuku laughed and took the plate from him. “You are an alpha yourself aren’t you?”

“Yes, and?”

“Oh, nothing you just spoke of them like you are nothing alike.” 

“Because we are nothing alike.”

Izuku looked over curiously, taking a second to soak in this strange alpha. His hair stood almost straight up, it was purple and very soft looking. He stood a little hunched and had tired eyes. His bags looked like he had been lacking a lot of sleep for a few weeks but you didn’t notice until you were close, very close. When had Izuku gotten this close? 

“Oh?” Izuku said barely above a whisper. 

Shinzo got into his space, but not like other alpha he was unsure if he was making a move or simply trying to make sure he heard him. The room was rather loud, he could just be being polite. 

But they both knew he was close for another reason. 

“They tend to be loud and want to be the alpha of their pack, they think just with their instincts.” 

“And you don’t?”

“No, and neither do you.” 

Izuku was intrigued, to say the least. “Oh? How are you so sure.” 

“You stand up to the alpha if they make a move on you. You aren’t afraid to tell the director a piece of your mind, it’s very… admirable.” 

“Admirable huh?” Izuku smiled inching closer to the other. A coy smile spread on his face. If he was making a move, it was working. 

“I like how you challenge the other alpha, you don’t let yourself become the victim.” 

Izuku nibbled on his lip, this guy knows him so well and they’ve barely spoken. “How do you know I do this? We have barely had a conversation let alone tell you my innermost thoughts.” 

“I see you watching me.” 

Izuku’s cheeks bloomed bright red. 

He leaned in to whisper the next part. “And I watch you too. I’ve held the mic above you and wondered what you were thinking, I was wondering what you were like with your friends, what you were like with your lover.” 

“I don’t have a lover,” Izuku whispered back. “Do you?”

“No, but I have someone in mind.”

Izuku blushed even further, this is about as much as he can take. Any more of this talk and he will… 

“Oi Deku!” A tall broad-shouldered blonde in a black shirt partially tucked into ash jeans walked up in a familiarity Shinso was jealous of. 

Izuku’s eyes widened. “Kacchan, aren’t you supposed to be in Iceland right now?”

“Finished filming early, let’s go get lunch.” 

“On you?” Izuku teased. 

“As if, coming?” Izuku looked over at Shinso with apologetic eyes. He looked back at Bakugou and he rolled his eyes. “He can come too.” 

“Actually my shift isn’t over yet,” Shinso scratched the back of his neck. 

“Oh…” Izuku looked downwards before smiling and looking up again. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah,” he chuckled. 

They walked away and Katsuki chuckled. “He’s got eyes for you and only for you.” 

Izuku rubbed his neck. “You think so?” 

“I know a thirsty fucker when I see one.” 

Izuku giggled. 

“I see two of them actually,” Katsuki teased. 

“Well you’re not wrong about the second part,” Izuku laughed. He paused for a moment before biting his lip, “You think he feels the same way?”

“No doubt about it.” 

***

Izuku was heading back to his car when he felt a grip on his arm. He spun around expecting one of his cast members playing a trick on him when he saw a man with a surgical mask and a hoodie pulled over his head. 

“Deku?”

“How do you know that name?!” Izuku felt a shiver go down his spine. Did they know Kacchan? No Kacchan would never be friends with someone this creepy. “Who are you?” 

“I’ll be asking the questions around here,” he said pulling out a knife. As he lifted up his hoodie he smelled an alpha’s pungent rut scent. This was bad, this was very bad. “We are going to go to my car, if you scream, I’ll cut you.” 

He could probably get away if he ran, he was in good shape after all, but alphas get heightened senses in a rut, if he caught him, then what would happen?

Izuku let out a whimper unintentionally. 

“Don’t worry Omega I’m here.” 

“Don’t touch him.” A stern voice broke through the air. Izuku wanted to cry. The second the alpha was distracted Izuku kicked him in the stomach hard and he collapsed onto the ground. Izuku panted and held his fists up as he scanned for the voice he was confident he heard. 

Shinso ran towards him and reached out his hand. “Come on let’s go! Before he wakes up!”

They held hands and ran straight to the security office where the officer called the police and the man was apprehended. 

Shinso wrapped Izuku up in his jacket and had him close in his arms. Once all the paperwork was filled out Izuku sighed. “Time to go home.” 

“Do you live alone?”

“Yes and no, me and Kacchan have a house together but he is filming out of province.”

“Come stay with me.” Shinso all but demanded. 

“Ok…” 

The two of them held hands as they walked to his apartment, it wasn’t until they came inside that Izuku burst into tears. Shinso held him and gave him ice cream while they watch sitcoms until Izuku fell asleep. In the morning things were somehow different. It was like a wall they were hesitant to cross and been broken down. 

They ate breakfast together in a comfortable quiet and Shinso dropped Izuku off at his house with an awaiting and pissed of Bakugou that evening. 

“You fucker! Why didn’t you call me?”

Izuku shrugged a soft frown on his mouth. “You were filming.” 

“I don’t give a fuck if I was with the fucking Prime Minister of Japan! If shit like that happens I want you to tell me!” 

Izuku sobbed into his hands and ran into Bakugou’s arms. He held him close and sighed. “Give me Shinso’s number.” 

“Why?”

“I want to talk to him.” 

*** 

Hitoshi was nervous, the roommate/best friend of the guy he was madly in love with was on his way to his lowly apartment. Why couldn’t he just text him? This was awful.  

A loud thudding shook him out of his self-doubt. He walked to the door and opened it to see Katsuki Bakugou with a case of beer and a pizza. 

“Let me in.” 

“Oh… ok.” 

The two sat down on the couch and ate and drank for a while before Bakugou patted him on the back. “You were there and I wasn’t. The nerd has a habit to indulge bad people even though he knows he shouldn’t and that almost killed him. But you were there.”

“Um.” 

“Date the shit out of the nerd. He’s gonna stop waiting for you eventually.” 

“Wha- really?” 

“Yup,” he took a big swig. “So stop taking your fucking time and get with it.” 

**** 

“So um, you had something you wanted to tell me?”

Hitoshi was inside Izuku’s trailer. He had a lot on his mind but not a single word out his mouth. This was beyond nerve-wracking. That whole smooth cool-guy act he had in the beginning. That was definitely an act. He wasn’t sure what to say but- 

“Are you ok?”

“Can I kiss you?”

Izuku flushed all the way to his ears. “I um… do you always ask?”

“What?” Hitoshi said getting closer. “Consent is sexy.” 

Izuku nibbled on his lip and looked up at Hitoshi with a coy smile. “Gonna make me ask?”

“No.” Hitoshi moved in pressing a soft kiss on his pert lips. Izuku wrapped his arms around his neck and hummed into the kiss. It was brief, it was innocent, but it was amazing. They separated when there was a knock on the door to the trailer. 

“Filming in five!” 

Izuku bit his lip and said, “after filming, want to go to my house?” 

“Thought you would never ask.” 

Chapter two 

Izuku followed Hitoshi into his apartment holding in a giggle. He felt a tickle on his wrist and that could mean only one thing. They were making love tonight. After a month of dating, it really was time. 

The last month has been heavenly. The kisses made his mind go numb, the loving touches make him forget everything that has pained him in this world, and he can’t wait for more. Literally. He lets his excited giggle out and the two of them open his door before pouncing on each other, kissing all over the other with bated breath.

Hitoshi took the lead grabbing his hips and rolling their hips together. “Fuck, Izuku you’re wet.” 

Izuku trembled in his touches. “You’re hard.” 

“Can I?”

“Yes, you can do anything.” 

He pulled off Izuku’s clothes kissing anywhere his lips could reach. He pulled on a nipple and massaged the other. Izuku covered his mouth with his hand, unbearably turned on. His slick was soaking his leggings, they needed to come off. 

Hitoshi lifted Izuku up easily and tossed him into bed. His room was a mess but it didn’t look like Izuku really cared that much. His legs opened wide, ready for whatever Hitoshi wanted to give. Hitoshi slid his hands up his legs before pulling off his slick-soaked leggings. He tossed them onto the floor and kissed up and down his legs. Izuku spread them by instinct alone and gripped the sheets and he gave a tentative lick down his slit. 

“Mngh,” Izuku moaned. “M-more.” 

Hitoshi licked his leg sucking a mark on it before giving his clit more attention. He sucked on the bud making Izuku squeal and squirm. As soon as he could feel Izuku’s climax coming he stopped. 

“Mean,” Izuku pouted. 

“Ok ok, I’ll stop teasing.” Hitoshi pushed his fingers into his soaking wet hole. Izuku clenched down on his finger and groaned loudly. He pulled at the sheets and writhed around on the blanket. 

“Please, please ‘toshi.”

How could he say no to that? He slipped on his condom making extra sure to do it correctly and not ruin either of their careers with an ankle biter. 

Izuku whimpered and tugged on his wrist. “Please.” 

God, he wasn’t going to make it through this in one piece, definitely not. 

He climbed on top of him and stroked his cheek. “I’m here ‘Zuku.” He threaded their fingers together and kissed his forehead. “I’m here.” 

He thrust in and they both felt unbelievably close the second they were connected. They weren’t just fucking, they were one. He thrust into him hard and slow, savoring each second they were together. Each thrust, each cry, each moan, belonged to them both. 

He wrapped his arms around him holding him impossibly close. He fucked him deeper with thrust. Deeper, deeper, more, more! Izuku started meeting his thrust by rolling his hips making each slap of their hips send stars through his vision. 

“I’m, I’m so close I’m gonna!!”

“Come,” he commanded pulling him close to his chest. Izuku came with a sigh and collapsed underneath him almost lifeless while he finished. Hitoshi kissed his chest and his forehead holding him like a lifeline. “I love you.” 

“I love you too.” 

Chapter three 

Sex with Hitoshi is… amazing, but very vanilla. Now that Izuku was comfortable he wanted to step it up a bit. He wants him to use his quirk on him. He wants to be under his command and give up all control. He’s ready. But how would he go around asking that?”

Hey, babe can you like use your quirk on me and make me ride you while all I can do is watch?

No maybe, hey baby! I wanna have sex without a safe word! 

… 

That’s worse probably.

Izuku screamed into his hand and fell onto the bed. 

“Uh, Izuku? What’s wrong.” Hitoshi dropped his bag on the floor and looked at him with concerned eyes. 

“Fuck me with your quirk!!!” 

Izuku slapped his hand on his mouth. “Um…” 

“Baby,” Hitoshi sighed. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.” 

“I do! I want to give you control.” 

“Then maybe?” Hitoshi kissed his palm. “Maybe we should start with bondage.” 

“How about both?”

“This is a dangerous game you’re playing. God, I can small you slicking just thinking about it your thinking about this for real?”

“Yeah, I’m serious.” 

“You know there’s no going back, there is no way for me to check on you halfway through?”

“I’m sure. I’m serious.” 

“Izuku?”

“Yes?”

Suddenly his whole body was frozen, he couldn’t move a muscle. His whole body felt hazy and like his soul was merely watching, that his body had nothing to do with it. This was it, it was time.

“Izuku? Come here.” Hitoshi held out his hand. 

Izuku did exactly as commanded. Izuku’s soul, however, was jittering in excitement. 

“Be a dear and suck my dick.” 

Izuku landed on his knees and unzipped him pulling him into his mouth and bobbing up and down like an expert. His drool dribbled down his chin as he moved and down with hollowed cheeks and a skillful tongue. 

Hitoshi groaned and grabbed his hair pulling him down on his dick harder. Without a solid use of his consciousness, he had no gag reflex. He was shooting down his throat a minute later. “Ok, Izuku that’s enough wake-up.” 

Izuku stuttered awake drooling come, he wiped his mouth and leaped into Shinso’s arms. “Baby that felt amazing.” 

“Oh?”

“We HAVE to do it again sometime.”

Hitoshi grinned. “Maybe we will.” 

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