Enji and Rei had arrived at the city’s hospital and paid an exorbitant fee for parking their little car in a cramped carpark, heading inside through the milky ambered hues of the evening twilight. The place was dazzlingly bright compared to the swelling darkness outside, with sterile floors and walls in muted greys and creams, bereft of personality or feeling. Doctors and nurses busied themselves as fast as their tried legs would carry them after a long day working, slurping on coffee and waiting desperately for the shift change.
They knew which ward their son was in and each step closer they took worried them more and more. Enji clutched his wife’s hand and gave it a tight squeeze, for a moment forgetting his strength before she reminded him with a small squeak of displeasure. Together they stepped into the elevator to take them up to the sixth floor. Rei pressed the button with her lithe, almost bony fingers and Enji dropped her repeated glances from the corner of his eye. He couldn’t find the words to say to her, but the subtlety of their body language and the shared moments of eye contact told her much more than his words could speak.
Ding.
The great metal doors slid open with a casual pace belying the gravity of the situation. Enji turned to the left, but found himself being pulled off to the right by a serious-faced Rei, who nodded at the sign that faced the elevator doors. They came upon the burns unit, greeted by a quiet, mousy nurse with a brown bobbed haircut and tortoiseshell glasses perched upon her nose.
“Here to visit?” she asked without peering up from her screen, tapping away at the clicky keyboard beneath her fingertips.
“Ah-” Endeavor began to speak, but was interjected by his wife.
“Todoroki Tōya.” She uttered with a frighteningly straight face. Her hand was still wrapped around his, their fingers entangled. Her slender digits felt like soft toothpicks between his massive paws. The nurse made a few more clicks and hit the enter key with heavy strokes. With a raised eyebrow, she stood and finally granted them the privilege of eye contact.
“Come with me.” She huffed in a half-whisper, not even looking behind herself to make sure they were following. Once she’d reached his bedside off around a corner, she waited for them outside the curtains. From beyond the boundary of the fabric they could hear machines whirring and beeping continually with a lazy pace, hoarse grinding noises and most importantly, the wheezed sound of their son breathing through the devices that were keeping him alive.
“He’s not awake yet, but take your time.” The nurse added, holding open the curtains to let them inside. As they entered, the curtains dropped and she was gone.
Before them lay their first-born son, Toya. He was a tall kid, given his age, with Crimson red hair that was persistently scruffy despite their best collective efforts to tame it. He’d been hooked up to an IV drip and machines to help him breathe, with a heart rate monitor affixed to his chest.
In the corner of the small cubicle was a little wooden seat, which Enji tried to squeeze his huge frame into. Rei sat on the bed, watching over the bandaged form of her son breathing peacefully as he rested. There wasn’t much of him left to see beneath the bandages that covered his face, most of the rest of his body covered by the blankets. As they sat there in silence they both listened to the gasping pulls of the machines and beeping of the ECG, staring at the body of their boy. Finally, Enji’s voice cut through the harmonic background noise.
“… This is my fault.”
Rei stared over to him with a sad look about her face. “No. He chose this.”
“I pushed him into this!” Enji raised his tone but retracted the claws in his voice, opting for a more subtle sound in front of his alpha.
“You realised the mistake in it and tried to stop him - you did what you had to do. He just couldn’t stop himself.” She answered, eyeing her son and running a hand down his face tenderly.
“No.” Enji objected. “If I hadn’t been so hell bent on trying to beat All-Might then none of this would have happened.”
Rei’s eyes drew back over to her husband. She gave a slight smile at the sight of the hulking man crammed into the tiny seat. “You don’t know that for sure. He was set on it even when you tried to talk him out of it, so who’s to say he wouldn’t have wanted it from the start?”
“Come on – he didn’t care so much until I started training him to be the best. I should have just stuck to being a good omega for you and for the kids, I should have been happy with what I had. But no, I just had to have more and more, I was greedy for that number one spot. Single-minded, you might say.” He shuffled around in his seat, unable to hold eye contact with Rei.
“It consumed me. Being the best was all there was left of me, and I couldn’t even do that right.” In the dim light of the cubicle his eyes glistened as they welled up with tears from the emotions surging through him. It didn’t help that he was feeling the need to feed – his pecs growing achy and sore from the milk stored within. His eyes flicked from the floor to Rei with a soft sadness to them. “I’m sorry, Rei. I’m so sorry.”
“Really, it’s the kids you should be sorry for.” Rei looked back over to her son. “I’m just glad he’s still alive, but … I suppose you could try and make it up to the rest.”
“I promise; I’ll be a better father, a better husband, and a better omega. No more of this obsession over all-might when I should really be obsessed over you.” She couldn’t help but smile at the glitter in his eyes, and slight crooked smile on his chiselled face, and the fact that he knew he had to be better. “Even if it’s been my obsession to be a better hero than him, that doesn’t mean I need to pass that on to the kids as well… They should be able to make their own choices for their own lives.”
“I agree.” She stood up and stepped over to Enji, cupping her palm around his cheek and jaw. “But I pushed you too, I cheered you on – perhaps at times I shouldn’t have.”
Enji took her spare hand in his and pulled her closer. “I’ve always appreciated your support, you know that. I’ve always loved you, Rei. Part of me thought… that I’d be letting you down if I didn’t reach the number one spot after everything, and I let it go too far.” His voice grew trembly as he continued talking.
“Shh shh.” Rei commanded, holding his head against her bosom and resting her chin on the top of his head. “We all had a part in it, and it’s too late to change now. So you just work on being a better omega for the whole family, ok? I’ll work on being a better alpha and mother. We can support each other and make that our focus instead, alright?” He found her words soothing but stared beyond her body to the sight of his son wrapped up almost entirely, being forced to breathe. Her body pressed up against his made his teats sore, reminding him of the impending need to feed.
As she pulled away he looked up at her face. “But I’m so big. What kind of omega is a big bulky hero?”
“And what kind of alpha is small and frail?” she snorted. “You’re my omega. You belong to me.” She answered through her nose with an assertive grimace about her face. Her hand slid down his firm jaw until she held his chin with her fingertips and lifted it up, planting a lingering kiss on his lips.
“And don’t you dare forget it.” She hissed through her teeth. He’d shown resentment at their matching before, wishing that he could have been small and dainty like the omegas he’d seen at milk bars or the usual wet nurses he’d met. Being a hero completed him, but he always felt lost in his own body when his thoughts drifted to the idea of his role as an omega.
Enji’s legs writhed and twisted as the heat of the kiss trickled through his body. A feeling of submission washed through him, a warm, gentle acceptance of anything to come that she deemed fit. Rei’s eyes flickered around as she listened to the sounds around them. Cautiously, she poked her nose out of the curtains draped around their son’s bed and checked if there was anyone around. A lot of the beds were empty and there was only the one nurse around, but she’d rather be safe than sorry. Satisfied that they were alone enough, she grabbed his massive hand and pulled him out of the tiny seat, dragging him away through the curtains and further down the hall away from the nurse.
“I can smell you.” She huffed over her shoulder to him as she continued her march around the corner. Enji blushed. He knew precisely what she meant. He’d been fighting it as best he could, but he’d been going into heat over the past few days. It’d last for a while, but he was just at the beginning of the period. It always made him feel light headed, hazy, and tore his thoughts away from anything else except breeding. Even being there for his son in his time of need was difficult, but serious enough to distract him from the invasive thoughts.
“It’s… it’s that time.” He muttered. They’d been together long enough to have been through this before and she actually relished his unshackled hormone-driven desires.
“Oh, I know. I imagine every alpha in the hospital knows you’re ripe for breeding.” She added as they turned. She pulled him into an empty cubicle and closed the curtains behind them. She had a menacing look about her face, coupled with a gentle growl rumbling in her breaths. With flat palms she pushed against his chest, knocking him back against the bed. Her strength wasn’t enough to really push him if he was trying to stay upright, but the psychological effect of their dynamic made him crumble at her touch. As she pushed his nipples leaked through his polo shirt leaving two darkened circles that glistened slightly beneath the fluorescent light above.
“You’ll have to feed the kids when you’re home.” Rei grumbled as she closed the space between them, striding with confidence between his legs. “But I’ll have a sample first.”
With her eyes locked onto his, unmoving, unblinking, she raised his shirt above his sensitive teats and placed gentle kiss after gentle kiss along his abdomen, moving along the ripped sides of his body and tracing the muscles beneath his smooth skin with her tongue. Every tiny breath, each tender touch shot tingling bolts through his nerves and made him jitter. Enji’s breaths staggered and stuttered at her touches, quivering with anticipation and excitement.
Her mouth moved upwards, higher and higher, flicking her eyes up to give him assertive glances and to see the look on his face as she teased his body. Soon she reached his chest and ringed her tongue around his perked nipples. He gasped out – she was so close he could practically feel it already, but she wasn’t letting him get what he wanted so easily.
He needed more, so he tried to wriggle his chest around to push his nipple into her mouth and get it over with. Rei gave a grumble of satisfaction at the movements of his body, knowing that he was already sensitive and weak, needy for more of her touch.
She punished his eagerness by moving away between his pecs and rolling around the other nipple then back again, growing closer and then further over and over, tugging out more desperation from the muscled man.
“Rei… Rei please…” He huffed though staggered breaths. He’d been sensitive since before they even left the house, but this was absolute torture.
With a grin she replied. “Since you’re asking so nicely. There’s a good boy.” At least she relented her assault and drew a nipple into her mouth. Immediately he found relief at the feeling of her tongue flicking against his teat. As she suckled and nibbled away at him he could feel the pressure within his pecs being relieved slowly, thick jets of creamy warm milk spraying the roof of her mouth. The long hair draped across the sides of her face tickled at his skin as she moved about.
Rei guzzled it down, taking huge mouthfuls of her man’s milk as she helped to relieve him. There was something about feeding from him that made her feel warm and comfortable. It brought them closer and released endorphins that soothed her into a lulled happiness. The world around them fell away until it was just the both of them in the cubicle without a care in the world.
Rei could smell Enji’s scent even more clearly than before. The heady fumes had a sweet earthy tone to them, coupled with a musky peppery tingle on her nose. The dizzying pheromones contained within made her head swim until she felt as though she was floating.
“Take the shirt off.” She commanded with a muffled huff. He immediately complied, pulling it above his head and tossing it aside on the pillow.
She now worked at his jeans, tugging away at the button and pulling down the zip. Beneath, he wore a tight pair of boxers that tugged at his thighs but had more than enough room for what lay beneath. Rei pulled it all down over his ankles and to the floor revealing the gash between his legs, crowned with a little cocklette that twitched and stood to attention.
As the fabric was removed from his vagina eh smell was overwhelming. Rei was hit with a sudden blast of pheromones that made her sway for a moment as she took in the sight of the glistening slit before her. His inner lips had grown puffy and swollen, slick with sparkling juices at his heat-fuelled lust. He was blushing before her, eager for her to hurry up and fill him. He’d already opened his legs wide, allowing a little glob of his liquid to trail down his buttocks and give Rei a better view of what he wanted.
With a grin she pulled down her own bottoms and panties, revealing her swollen clit that had grown to a full seven inches. It was red and angry, stiff and incredibly sensitive. The fact that he was so vulnerable to her touches made her even more aroused – she loved it when he was in heat.
With both arms she lifted up his legs until his knees touched his shoulders. The thick muscle on his thighs pushed against his lactating chest, causing a little milk to dribble out from his teats. Rei wiggled her body inside the gap between his legs, sliding herself up to his hole and aligning it to slide against his outer lips. With slow, deliberate movements she began to thrust her hips with long strokes, savouring the feeling of how slick and warm he was. The entrance to his body had grown wide in anticipation for receiving her clit-cock, almost greedy for a good filling.
“Rei, I can’t take it – please, no teasing… breed me, breed me.” He stammered. He seemed to be almost trembling already from the little motions she was making. He was already begging for it, so Rei gripped her sensitive clit and lined up the tip to Enji’s entrance.
“What’s the magic word?” She asked with a playful tone.
“Ah – please, oh god please!” he implored, wrapping his legs around her torso in an attempt to pull her closer against his body. That was all she needed to hear. She slid in with ease; there was barely any resistance but the puffy, swollen flesh within him squeezed at her length and made her shudder, tingling bolts running down her back and tiny hairs on her body raising.
She took her time applying inch after inch of turgid length inside him, relishing the ridges and grooves of his inner walls as she filled him. As more and more of her entered his body, his head pushed back into the hospital bed and his mouth drew more and more agape, his eyes closing with an almost pained look about them.
Her movements began slow and laboured as they both acclimatised to the new sensations. With each stroke she made his walls clenched around her clit as if trying to squeeze the cum right out of her. It didn’t take long for her to pick up her speed with Enji still clasping around her, faster and faster to match the pace of his wife. His breaths grew short and sharp, almost whistling as he quickly inhaled gulps of air as his breath was taken from him by the sensation of being filled so deeply, so completely.
Rei had to remind him to keep his voice down. She was sure people could already smell the sex in the air, but she wasn’t trying to get them both discovered. She pumped away and pounded at his body with her own, riding out the feelings pulsing through her clit. She felt herself getting close, and finally allowed herself to dive over the edge into an ocean of orgasmic bliss. From the tip of her clit she shot out thick, pearly wads of cum that spurted out from his glossy hole and oozed down onto the sheets of the hospital bed.
Gasping and panting, they both tried to catch their breath. At the sound of somebody walking down the hallway the scrambled to put on their clothes, fighting their tingling nerves and the weakness of their muscles after their quickie. They kept as silent as they could until the footsteps turned the other way. Rei put her hand on Enji’s face again and looked at him with a soft, warm love about her face.
“Does that feel better now?” Rei asked, and Enji replied with a hearty nod and ‘Mmm’ that was came out a little too high for his liking.
They said goodbye to Toya for the timebeing and returned home to find that Shoto and Fuyumi were out, leaving only Natsuo home. He was sitting on the couch watching TV when they returned. Rei hung up her handbag by the door and strolled in, walking behind the sofa and ruffling his hair.
“Hey, kiddo.” He immediately ruffled his hair back into its usual mess and gave her a disgruntled glance. “No feet up on the coffee table, why do I have to keep telling you?” she moaned, heading past him into the kitchen.
Enji walked in looking a little lost. His eyes were fixed on the back of his son’s head blankly as he thought about everything he’d put him through - put all of his children through. He imagined life in their shoes living with a father like him. They’d all endured a lot thanks to his single-minded objective of beating all-might, but after his talk with Rei he was inspired to make all that change.
Enji sat down next to his son and put an arm around him awkwardly, receiving a scathing look in reply. “Come, lay down.” He said, pulling on him slightly to get him to lean over. Natsuo gave a sigh – he didn’t want to be bothered, but humoured his dad nonetheless. It was just a sigh but it cut into Enji’s heart. Did he not want to spend time with his father? Was he losing his kids? He hadn’t noticed just how distant they’d become – perhaps he’d spent too much time training and doing his own thing to see that they needed him to be there for them.
Natsuo rested his head on Enji’s chest but still fidgeted around. Enji craned his neck down and began to rub the side of his face against Natsuo’s head with slow, deep movements. At first Natsuo didn’t respond, still engrossed by the television, but the warmth and tugging scratchy feeling of his stubble coupled with the familiar scent soon made him let down his guard.
Enji could feel Natsuo’s muscles relax and his body melt as he nuzzled against him and began to press into his warmth. When he felt that his son was relaxed enough he lifted his shirt and presented a teat for him to suckle.
Natsuo didn’t want to look away from the television still, trying to push his lips to get milk but not drag his eyes away. Enji managed to shuffle him around so that they could do both, permitting him to continue watching. Enji was now laying down on the sofa with his son atop his body, his lips pursed around a taught nipple gentle suckling away happily. They watched the show together as the swollen pressure from his chest began to subside as the sustenance was drained from him. He felt a strong bond in that moment, a reminder of his job to protect and nurture the young boy. Natsuo meanwhile felt small and weak, but well catered for. It was a feeling of security, that despite being an omega his father would look after him and all was right in the world. Any anxiety or pressures sublimated and blew into a hazy, happy lull.
Enji wasn’t paying too much attention as he enjoyed the feelings of bliss and tranquillity, but he managed to notice the suckling from his boy grow weaker and slower. He glanced down to see what was up to find his eyes drooping – closing entirely and half opening again in a flurry of blinks before drooping once more. He couldn’t look away, as inviting as the television was, as his son fell asleep in his arms with a little dribble of milk trailing down his cheek and rolling off his chin.
Rei wandered back into the room, talking loudly about how the sink was full of dirty dishes but her husband quickly spun his head around and shushed her. Curious, she tiptoed nearer and peered over the sofa to find son asleep, emitting happy little snores with a slight smile on his face. Without words, Rei dropped Enji an approving smile and a peck on the cheek. As she wandered back off again, he looked down on Natsuo with a gentle happiness. This is what he’d been missing out on recently.
He managed to slip out from under Natsuo and leave him sleeping with careful movements and great difficulty, avoiding the living room and going about his business quietly. He became anxious that he’d get woken up when there was a knock at the door – but Rei was already on her way to get it. He took his chance to grab a blanket and place it over Natsuo while Rei answered the door.
It was Hawks – Keigo Takami, the number 3 Pro Hero, a guy much shorter than her husband with wild golden hair and a beautiful set of crimson wings affixed to his back. He stood at the doorway with one hand in his pocket and an almost bored look about his face, looking virtually disinterested as Rei answered the door.
“Oh, hey Keigo.” Rei said as she saw him standing there.
“Hi, Rei. Enji’s home, right?” He got straight to the point, craning his neck around to peer through the open doorway.
“Uh, yeah, we just got home not too long ago from the hospital.”
“Oh, that’s right – how is Dabi?” He seemed to have almost forgotten about the whole thing.
“He’s not awake yet, but he’s going to be alright.” She muttered, wondering why he was here in the first place. For a second, they both fell silent. Keigo still stared through the doorway, watching Enji as he passed out of sight.
“Listen – and please don’t get mad.” He began. Rei raised an inquisitive eyebrow, preparing herself for bad news. “… It’s Enji. I’ve been watching him for a while now. He’s an impressive man, your husband. Nobody would even try to surpass all-might except him.”
“… go on.” Rei wanted him to just get it over and done with and crossed her arms. Keigo threw his head back and took a sigh.
“…I love him.” He said quickly. It seemed he’d been sitting on this for quite some time.
Rei didn’t know quite what to make of that. For a second she wondered if there would be something else to follow that up, but the silence told her otherwise. “Uh… you know he’s married, right?” She said, not sure quite how to respond to that.
“I know, I know…” Keigo sighed before moving in a little closer to Rei and whispering. “I can smell him from here and it’s driving me insane. I need to do something about it, I’ve fought the feelings for so long but I just can’t keep fighting forever.”
It was all so sudden. Rei was honestly shocked. She’d never imagined that Keigo would be into her husband like that, and for a good while hadn’t even considered anybody as a potential rival for his affections. She looked over her shoulder for Enji for a little assistance, but he was still gone. She looked back at Keigo and thought for a moment about what he’d just said, about how her husband was in heat, and how good a friend he’d been to her husband.
“… You’d better come inside.” She muttered.
She led him upstairs to their bedroom where Enji was already laying down on the bed.
“Oh! Hawks!” He looked genuinely happy to see him. As he and Rei walked in the room, she closed the door behind them. Keigo’s senses sharpened as the smell of Enji’s heat overwhelmed him and he found himself unable to focus on anything else. A little voice in the back of his mind screamed ‘breed’ over and over and grew louder with each passing second.
“Hey, Enji.” He couldn’t find the words to tell him exactly how much he cared about him, but opened his mouth to speak nonetheless. “I’m here to … help you with your problem.” Enji blushed a deep red. Was it that obvious?
Rei spoke out too. “Now’s as good a time as any, right? The kids are gone, one’s fast asleep…” She slowly began removing her clothes, knowing full well that he wouldn’t say no to another breeding.
Excitedly, Enji hurriedly began tearing away his own clothes too. Hawks stood there a little confused by the pace of it all, but nonetheless joined them quickly after as he realised that it was really happening. They both joined him on the bed, already heated from the heady fumes wafting from between his legs.
Rei grabbed him by the legs and spun him around so he was on all fours, lining up her swollen clit with his glossy slit while Hawks knelt before him, his turgid dick stood firmly to attention. Enji looked up at his grinning face with a look of submission in his eyes – he was going to be a good omega for his wife and a good friend to Keigo.
Rei slid inside with a forceful but smooth push, splitting out his insides and stretching his tight hole wide. His mouth opened wide in a breathy gasp as he felt himself being filled so completely, and Hawks took his chance. He grabbed Enji on both sides of his head and pushed his hips towards him, positioning his turgid cock into his mouth. Enji’s gasps and cries were suddenly muffled as his maw was filled with dick. He’d never had another man’s penis in his mouth before, but it was bigger than he’d expected. He couldn’t even get it anywhere near as deep as Rei could, only able to take a quarter of the length before it reached the back of his throat.
Slowly at first, he began to rock his head back and forth in time with Rei’s thrusts from behind. Almost by instinct, his eyes drew closed and he focused on the sensations running through his body. He felt so completely filled, noticing the way his walls clenched shut around his wife’s clit and the feeling of them closing as she pulled away and opening back up again as she pushed back in. On the other side his mouth was packed with a rock hard rod that throbbed and swelled against his tongue. He tried to move it around to circle Keigo’s solid glans but struggled to get it around so he focused on pleasuring him with his lips, puckering them repeatedly around the sensitive flesh as he bobbed to and fro.
Rei had gripped him by the waist with a claw-like grasp, digging her fingers in for more grip as she pulled his body back and forth while gyrating her hips in a fast but steady rhythm. The smell before was pungent, but now grew into an overwhelming mix of pheromones from the three of them that tangled together in the air.
Enji moaned and mewled as they both shuffled and shifted around, pounding him from both ends, spitroasting him like a delicious meaty omega meal. Keigo’s panting grew quicker and louder, coupled with grunts as he too thrusted his hips, pushing the tip of his dick against the inside of Enji’s quaking throat. Rei’s legs had begun to quiver at the jolts of pleasure trickling and bouncing through her, making more shallow thrusts to bring herself to the edge at the same time as Keigo.
Keigo’s bottom lip rode up between his teeth and his head rolled back – Enji could feel the dick in his mouth tense repeatedly, finally blowing thick wads of cum into his mouth with each pulsing throb. Rei came too, breeding her husband for the second time that day. Sweating, panting, sore and tired, they pulled away and caught their breath, eyeing the sweat and cum soaked muscle-clad omega before them collapse into a happy pile on the bed, satisfied for now that he had been thoroughly bred.