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elyuriasIzuminokami Kanesada hated alphas. Alphas always had this habit of acting as if they were the gift to the universe all while treating betas and omegas as if they were trash. Izuminokami knew he was lucky to have been born a beta, free of any real demands on him. Omega had it worse, actually being expected to do whatever it was the alpha wanted. It was stupid, but it was the world he lived in.
“I'm sorry you didn't even get to unpack before having to deal with this, Kanesada. You weren't even given a chance to rest.”
Rolling his eyes behind the alpha's head, he answered. “It isn't like your omega planned to go into heat or something.” The alpha looked behind him, obviously irritated at his response. Izuminokami tried his best to look bothered he had potentially offended the all mighty alpha. “Well. You know. It's what I'm here for. To keep your omega satisfied for their heats. It isn't like this is doing something out of the job description is all I'm saying.”
Even if this alpha was so stinking rich he had too many to take care of himself and even if he treated them like pets, this person was still offering him a room in a nice estate. Izuminokami couldn't exactly step on his toes. Plus if his job was to just mate with omega as much as he pleased then he really couldn't afford to make this alpha hate him.
“Mm.” Obviously the alpha was not too pleased with his response. He was going to have to work harder on that. “Well, here's Horikawa's room. I hope you'll have time to make yourself at home before the night is over.”
Izuminokami gave a slight bow, thanked him as sincerely as he could, and made his way inside. “Hello, I'll be your new beta Izuminokami Kanesada. I'm cool and good at what I do, so pleased to make your acquaintance.” There wasn't much of a point to introducing yourself to an omega in heat, but it just felt like what he should do. Not that he was paying much attention to anything than getting his cock free to do what he was supposed to.
But when he looked up, he wished he had known what to prepare for. Horikawa was beautiful and Izuminokami didn't often give that adjective to many things. As egotistical as it sounded, he thought he was a better judge of that than most. But Horikawa deserved to be called that and every other synonym that fit. Gorgeous, stunning, magnificent, and there were more. Words that should have been created just for him. His black hair was a mess, bangs spread across his face as if he had been thrashing around. Blue eyes that were dazed, but Izuminokami thought they looked like they could pierce you. As he panted on the bed, fucking himself with toys he had been given, Izuminokami was instantly hard as he looked over the small, lithe body that belonged to the omega. Horikawa had paused momentarily, staring at Izuminokami and Izuminokami was staring back. He couldn't look away.
“Uh hi,” Izuminokami repeated, feeling like he was newer to this than he really was. It wasn't like he was new to this kind of job. It wasn't like he hadn't seen plenty of beautiful omega and mated with them. Yet it was only Horikawa who had been able to inspire this reaction out of him. Something about him made Izuminokami feel much younger and smaller than he was. Like he had to impress him and do well for him.
“Please,” was all Horikawa said and moved onto his hands and knees, legs spread as he waited for Izuminokami to take him. To finally take away the pain a heat could cause and as Izuminokami practically ran to the bed, he could see that Horikawa had been like this for most of the day. By now, he probably was going crazy. What kind of alpha could leave their omega like this, he wondered. Especially one like Horikawa? Why wouldn't the alpha want to mate with him for the whole day, let his responsibilities mean nothing? If Horikawa was his omega, he didn't think he would ever want to leave the bed.
Once they were close, Izuminokami moved Horikawa onto his back. Perhaps it was unprofessional, but he wanted to see his face once he was inside of him. Horikawa only seemed confused before he was overtaken by the relief of finally being filled. His loud cry was uncontrolled and it took all of Izuminokami's control not to just fuck him into the bed. He wanted to savor this, he wanted to see each and every small detail that made up Horikawa.
Up close, Izuminokami could tell that this omega had already given birth at least a few times. You could always see the signs that other alphas criticized. The marks around their pelvis, the way the skin had been stretched, and just the little bit of extra weight many never seemed to lose. Izuminokami wanted to brush his fingers against them. He wondered if Horikawa's children were as beautiful as he was. He wondered too if Horikawa was judged so needlessly about these insignificant things. Izuminokami wondered why it would matter when Horikawa made his heart beat like this and wouldn't he have the same effect on others?
Horikawa begged for more and Izuminokami gave it to him. Horikawa's lips looked perfect for kissing, but that was not allowed. It was much too intimate. A beta mating with an alpha's omegas was only needed to sate the heat. They still belonged to the alpha and kissing was a rule breaker. But shit was it tempting.
Horikawa's back arched as he held onto Izuminokami, sobbing brokenly as he was taken care of. He sounded both grateful and pleased, his heat letting him be wild as he enjoyed the feeling of being mated with. Izuminokami wanted to enjoy this more, but unfortunately it didn't take long for him to come. That was all that omegas needed, but he still felt rude if he left an omega still hard. Horikawa's body had already started to wind down, happy to finally be taken care of but he gasped when he felt a hand on his cock. “Huh?” was all he was able to say before he was coming a moment later, his cock only needing a few pumps. Only then did Izuminokami pull out, trying to catch his breath and watch as Horikawa panted from exhaustion. They looked at each other then, clarity coming back to Horikawa's eyes and it was as Izuminokami thought: they pierced him. But he only looked at him in what seemed to be confusion, like he couldn't figure out exactly what had just mated with him. But then he blinked and when his eyes opened again, he look as complacent as any good omega did. The magic was over and Izuminokami couldn't remember the last time he felt so disappointed.
“Thank you,” Horikawa said quietly as he tried to sit up. Remembering to move to allow him the freedom, Izuminokami did the same and sat up. “If you don't mind, I'd like to clean myself now.” Horikawa's smile was a practiced one, the kind of smile he did in front of mirrors and had teachers criticize until it was perfect. What a pity.
“Yeah.” Izuminokami got up, moving to tie his hakama back up. “I'll just go and...yeah...” Awkwardly he gave a bow and quickly walked out of the room, his heart beating rapidly as he tried to look anywhere but at Horikawa.
- - - -
The thing about omegas, Izuminokami learned, was they really liked chances to talk. It probably had something to do with the fact they couldn't speak unless it had purpose. But that rule didn't apply to a beta, somebody who had no purpose themselves. It gave omegas a chance to chatter away about anything and when he was in the mood himself, he didn't mind listening to them ramble even if they had the habit of going on and on if they were allowed.
According to the omegas, their alpha was a man who liked to show off. This particular one showed off by having over twenty omegas, which Izuminokami had already been informed of before he came here. All of them had been expected to excel at the arts, performing for guests through song and dance. Even though they weren't mated with often, their alpha expected them to always be on top of their game.
“It's kind of like a really stressful job,” one of the younger omegas complained as they frowned. Right now he was talking with a small group of them, trying to get a feel for the place. “Once during a performance, I hit one wrong note and I was confined to my room for three days.”
Izuminokami scowled. “That's bullshit. Why put up with that?”
Some of the omegas gasped at his language, the more experienced ones who knew what kind of punishment could be given if they were to ever say one thing wrong. But the ones that were young and still easily excited, let their eyes light up from the pure thrill of anything improper.
“You should watch what you say,” one omega said.
“If he hears you talking like that, you'll lose your position here for certain.”
“Eh, nobody he deems important enough is here, right? Besides, it's hard to control my thoughts when I'm around such beautiful omega, you know?”
At that, all of them were visibly affected by his flirting. Some blushed and hid their face, while others laughed lightly. “Thank you for the compliment,” all of them said, nearly in sync. Practiced, but they clearly appreciated being told this. It made Izuminokami wonder if they had heard anything nice recently.
“Ah, Kanesada-san, I'll be going into my heat soon.”
“Oh, will you? I'll look forward to it.” Izuminokami winked at them and they loudly giggled this time, trying to hide the sound with shame as the other omegas tried to shush them, amused by it themselves.
Omegas just wanted to be told nice things, too.
As they chatted, Izuminokami heard someone enter from behind him. He turned around, knowing it was another omega when he saw it was Horikawa. His eyes widened and he quickly hid his face, trying to think of how to act. It had been a few days since they had mated and he hadn't seen him since. What should he say? Did his hair look okay? He hadn't brushed it in a few hours and it got messy so easily. Horikawa would probably think he couldn't even take care of himself...
And it registered to him then how ridiculous he was being. Why did it matter anyway? Horikawa wouldn't care what he looked like. He should introduce himself properly this time, too, when Horikawa was actually able to talk in complete sentences.
“Ah, Horikawa, right? I was the beta you met the other day, Izuminokami Kanesada. I guess we didn't really get a proper introduction.”
Horikawa had been dusting at the ornaments littered around the room as he stopped to give Izuminokami his full attention. Unlike the other omegas, he was dressed in work clothes and that stood out to Izuminokami. It wasn't unusual for omegas to clean and cook, even with ones with as much money as his owner did, but there was still something odd about the situation. “Yes, Izuminokami Kanesada. Thank you for helping me. I'm very grateful for your assistance.” Horikawa bowed, his posture and words the very picture of perfect omega etiquette. “If you'll excuse me, I would like to finish with my duties for the day. Thank you once again for taking care of me, Kanesada-san.” He bowed again and went back to work. What he didn't outright say was leave me alone, but the undertone was there. He wanted to talk more to him, but Izuminokami had to respect what Horikawa wanted and went back to chatting with the others.
It felt like an eternity, his body tense as he tried to act as casual as possible as he talked. But this time it was hard to be himself. With Horikawa so polite, it made him self-conscious he never cared much at all for manners. Would Horikawa think he was an impolite brat? It really didn't matter, Izuminokami kept telling himself. Not at all. But he still felt this need to impress Horikawa and he wasn't able to relax until Horikawa left the room.
And yet as stressed as Horikawa made him feel, Izuminokami still felt disappointed Horikawa hadn't seemed to want to talk to him.
“I'm sorry you didn't even get to unpack before having to deal with this, Kanesada. You weren't even given a chance to rest.”
Rolling his eyes behind the alpha's head, he answered. “It isn't like your omega planned to go into heat or something.” The alpha looked behind him, obviously irritated at his response. Izuminokami tried his best to look bothered he had potentially offended the all mighty alpha. “Well. You know. It's what I'm here for. To keep your omega satisfied for their heats. It isn't like this is doing something out of the job description is all I'm saying.”
Even if this alpha was so stinking rich he had too many to take care of himself and even if he treated them like pets, this person was still offering him a room in a nice estate. Izuminokami couldn't exactly step on his toes. Plus if his job was to just mate with omega as much as he pleased then he really couldn't afford to make this alpha hate him.
“Mm.” Obviously the alpha was not too pleased with his response. He was going to have to work harder on that. “Well, here's Horikawa's room. I hope you'll have time to make yourself at home before the night is over.”
Izuminokami gave a slight bow, thanked him as sincerely as he could, and made his way inside. “Hello, I'll be your new beta Izuminokami Kanesada. I'm cool and good at what I do, so pleased to make your acquaintance.” There wasn't much of a point to introducing yourself to an omega in heat, but it just felt like what he should do. Not that he was paying much attention to anything than getting his cock free to do what he was supposed to.
But when he looked up, he wished he had known what to prepare for. Horikawa was beautiful and Izuminokami didn't often give that adjective to many things. As egotistical as it sounded, he thought he was a better judge of that than most. But Horikawa deserved to be called that and every other synonym that fit. Gorgeous, stunning, magnificent, and there were more. Words that should have been created just for him. His black hair was a mess, bangs spread across his face as if he had been thrashing around. Blue eyes that were dazed, but Izuminokami thought they looked like they could pierce you. As he panted on the bed, fucking himself with toys he had been given, Izuminokami was instantly hard as he looked over the small, lithe body that belonged to the omega. Horikawa had paused momentarily, staring at Izuminokami and Izuminokami was staring back. He couldn't look away.
“Uh hi,” Izuminokami repeated, feeling like he was newer to this than he really was. It wasn't like he was new to this kind of job. It wasn't like he hadn't seen plenty of beautiful omega and mated with them. Yet it was only Horikawa who had been able to inspire this reaction out of him. Something about him made Izuminokami feel much younger and smaller than he was. Like he had to impress him and do well for him.
“Please,” was all Horikawa said and moved onto his hands and knees, legs spread as he waited for Izuminokami to take him. To finally take away the pain a heat could cause and as Izuminokami practically ran to the bed, he could see that Horikawa had been like this for most of the day. By now, he probably was going crazy. What kind of alpha could leave their omega like this, he wondered. Especially one like Horikawa? Why wouldn't the alpha want to mate with him for the whole day, let his responsibilities mean nothing? If Horikawa was his omega, he didn't think he would ever want to leave the bed.
Once they were close, Izuminokami moved Horikawa onto his back. Perhaps it was unprofessional, but he wanted to see his face once he was inside of him. Horikawa only seemed confused before he was overtaken by the relief of finally being filled. His loud cry was uncontrolled and it took all of Izuminokami's control not to just fuck him into the bed. He wanted to savor this, he wanted to see each and every small detail that made up Horikawa.
Up close, Izuminokami could tell that this omega had already given birth at least a few times. You could always see the signs that other alphas criticized. The marks around their pelvis, the way the skin had been stretched, and just the little bit of extra weight many never seemed to lose. Izuminokami wanted to brush his fingers against them. He wondered if Horikawa's children were as beautiful as he was. He wondered too if Horikawa was judged so needlessly about these insignificant things. Izuminokami wondered why it would matter when Horikawa made his heart beat like this and wouldn't he have the same effect on others?
Horikawa begged for more and Izuminokami gave it to him. Horikawa's lips looked perfect for kissing, but that was not allowed. It was much too intimate. A beta mating with an alpha's omegas was only needed to sate the heat. They still belonged to the alpha and kissing was a rule breaker. But shit was it tempting.
Horikawa's back arched as he held onto Izuminokami, sobbing brokenly as he was taken care of. He sounded both grateful and pleased, his heat letting him be wild as he enjoyed the feeling of being mated with. Izuminokami wanted to enjoy this more, but unfortunately it didn't take long for him to come. That was all that omegas needed, but he still felt rude if he left an omega still hard. Horikawa's body had already started to wind down, happy to finally be taken care of but he gasped when he felt a hand on his cock. “Huh?” was all he was able to say before he was coming a moment later, his cock only needing a few pumps. Only then did Izuminokami pull out, trying to catch his breath and watch as Horikawa panted from exhaustion. They looked at each other then, clarity coming back to Horikawa's eyes and it was as Izuminokami thought: they pierced him. But he only looked at him in what seemed to be confusion, like he couldn't figure out exactly what had just mated with him. But then he blinked and when his eyes opened again, he look as complacent as any good omega did. The magic was over and Izuminokami couldn't remember the last time he felt so disappointed.
“Thank you,” Horikawa said quietly as he tried to sit up. Remembering to move to allow him the freedom, Izuminokami did the same and sat up. “If you don't mind, I'd like to clean myself now.” Horikawa's smile was a practiced one, the kind of smile he did in front of mirrors and had teachers criticize until it was perfect. What a pity.
“Yeah.” Izuminokami got up, moving to tie his hakama back up. “I'll just go and...yeah...” Awkwardly he gave a bow and quickly walked out of the room, his heart beating rapidly as he tried to look anywhere but at Horikawa.
- - - -
The thing about omegas, Izuminokami learned, was they really liked chances to talk. It probably had something to do with the fact they couldn't speak unless it had purpose. But that rule didn't apply to a beta, somebody who had no purpose themselves. It gave omegas a chance to chatter away about anything and when he was in the mood himself, he didn't mind listening to them ramble even if they had the habit of going on and on if they were allowed.
According to the omegas, their alpha was a man who liked to show off. This particular one showed off by having over twenty omegas, which Izuminokami had already been informed of before he came here. All of them had been expected to excel at the arts, performing for guests through song and dance. Even though they weren't mated with often, their alpha expected them to always be on top of their game.
“It's kind of like a really stressful job,” one of the younger omegas complained as they frowned. Right now he was talking with a small group of them, trying to get a feel for the place. “Once during a performance, I hit one wrong note and I was confined to my room for three days.”
Izuminokami scowled. “That's bullshit. Why put up with that?”
Some of the omegas gasped at his language, the more experienced ones who knew what kind of punishment could be given if they were to ever say one thing wrong. But the ones that were young and still easily excited, let their eyes light up from the pure thrill of anything improper.
“You should watch what you say,” one omega said.
“If he hears you talking like that, you'll lose your position here for certain.”
“Eh, nobody he deems important enough is here, right? Besides, it's hard to control my thoughts when I'm around such beautiful omega, you know?”
At that, all of them were visibly affected by his flirting. Some blushed and hid their face, while others laughed lightly. “Thank you for the compliment,” all of them said, nearly in sync. Practiced, but they clearly appreciated being told this. It made Izuminokami wonder if they had heard anything nice recently.
“Ah, Kanesada-san, I'll be going into my heat soon.”
“Oh, will you? I'll look forward to it.” Izuminokami winked at them and they loudly giggled this time, trying to hide the sound with shame as the other omegas tried to shush them, amused by it themselves.
Omegas just wanted to be told nice things, too.
As they chatted, Izuminokami heard someone enter from behind him. He turned around, knowing it was another omega when he saw it was Horikawa. His eyes widened and he quickly hid his face, trying to think of how to act. It had been a few days since they had mated and he hadn't seen him since. What should he say? Did his hair look okay? He hadn't brushed it in a few hours and it got messy so easily. Horikawa would probably think he couldn't even take care of himself...
And it registered to him then how ridiculous he was being. Why did it matter anyway? Horikawa wouldn't care what he looked like. He should introduce himself properly this time, too, when Horikawa was actually able to talk in complete sentences.
“Ah, Horikawa, right? I was the beta you met the other day, Izuminokami Kanesada. I guess we didn't really get a proper introduction.”
Horikawa had been dusting at the ornaments littered around the room as he stopped to give Izuminokami his full attention. Unlike the other omegas, he was dressed in work clothes and that stood out to Izuminokami. It wasn't unusual for omegas to clean and cook, even with ones with as much money as his owner did, but there was still something odd about the situation. “Yes, Izuminokami Kanesada. Thank you for helping me. I'm very grateful for your assistance.” Horikawa bowed, his posture and words the very picture of perfect omega etiquette. “If you'll excuse me, I would like to finish with my duties for the day. Thank you once again for taking care of me, Kanesada-san.” He bowed again and went back to work. What he didn't outright say was leave me alone, but the undertone was there. He wanted to talk more to him, but Izuminokami had to respect what Horikawa wanted and went back to chatting with the others.
It felt like an eternity, his body tense as he tried to act as casual as possible as he talked. But this time it was hard to be himself. With Horikawa so polite, it made him self-conscious he never cared much at all for manners. Would Horikawa think he was an impolite brat? It really didn't matter, Izuminokami kept telling himself. Not at all. But he still felt this need to impress Horikawa and he wasn't able to relax until Horikawa left the room.
And yet as stressed as Horikawa made him feel, Izuminokami still felt disappointed Horikawa hadn't seemed to want to talk to him.
