There was an intimacy in the air, an intimacy that split into four types: emotional, mental, spiritual and physical. They have lacked the physical part for some months now. No need for alarm. Kisses, caresses, scenting and oral sex never seized during those months. What they lacked was the complete union which ironically was put on hold due to that physical union that led to Midoriya's pregnancy. Bakugou Katsuki, an alpha envied by many alpha's in Japan, was the father of this child.

In the outskirts of the city, where the honks of cars were most farthest and the disputes weren't altercations in middle of sidewalks or public restaurants, rested their home on the mountainside. Their home wasn't small, neither large. The size was appropriate to their taste and for the upcoming years ahead.

The clock resting atop the nightstand read midnight, a time where the regular human took to sleep. Not them. Not today. Definitely not today. Who could blame them? The pheromones of aroused omega and alpha dusted the air respectfully.

"I don't want to wake up the baby," Midoriya whispered, forehead resting on Bakugou's cheek. "It's already hard to put her back to sleep." Midoriya grabbed Bakugou's arm with his right hand after Bakugou turned the lamp on.

Bakugou wrapped his arms under Midoriya's back knees, and positioned his hard cock outside Midoriya's wet and aroused entrance. He then nuzzled Midoriya's face with his nose. "Don't worry about it. I'll take responsibility," he whispered, then kissed Midoriya's lips while pushing his cock inside his beloved.

Midoriya jerked back an inch and inhaled a sharp breath. He closed his eyes, taking in the warmth of his husband's cock inside him. The sensation was so full and deep, he bit his lips and hissed in pleasure. He opened his eyes again feeling Bakugou lift his chin to look at his beautiful emerald eyes dusted in longing.

"I missed you," Midoriya said breathlessly, running a hand down Bakugou's strong back. His fingers followed the trail of Bakugou's spine, and went down to grope his husband's ass. "You've been so patient. Even now. You haven't even started moving." Midoriya smiled in amusement, showing those teeth that made Bakugou feel at home.

"If I cum now, you're screwed," Bakugou caressed Midoriya's green locks while still hugging Midoriya's back knee. "I'm not going to leave you hanging. You're going to cum with my cock. Not my mouth again. We've done that for far too long now."

Midoriya whispered softly, and said, "I've married a gentleman."

"Only for you, Love." Bakugou watched Midoriya lick his lips. "Fuck. You're hot."

Bakugou leaned down to kiss Midoriya again, more slowly and passionately. Their tongues collided and danced into a rhythm that spelled the song of their saliva smacking into the night. Not even the owls would be able to compose a call and song so intimate in want, promise and absolute devotion to one another.

The scent of pine trees breezed into the thunderstorm rain. Reminded them both of the tropical forests, far from everything. It was only them two ready to burst a storm of passion through the spicy oranges and sliced mangos.

"Are you ready now?" Midoriya whispered, caressing Bakugou's cheek. Midoriya's knees leaned back and forth against his own shoulders. His feet curled in desperation and anticipation for his alpha. His breath was increasing yet being discrete in volume. Nevertheless, he couldn't help quietly whimper, and move his hips to take more of his husband's cock.

Bakugou didn't respond, neither warned, just delivered with much vigor. He slipped his cock outside, then snapped inside again. The reaction of Midoriya was a beauty Bakugou was happy to have witnessed under the lamp light.

Midoriya's body and soul melted. Shivers ran throughout his entire body, he was consumed by the sheets of the bed. His mouth fell agape. He wanted to moan loudly, but he could only whimper ever so quietly, while his eyes grew warm with tears welling and spilling down his cheeks.

The bed didn't creak, allowing Bakugou to ravish his omega to the fullest. He watched Midoriya wither in pleasure, struggling to not moan—although the slaps of skin may end up waking their child.

Their daughter was sleeping inside her crib. It was placed beside their queen size bed. She was only five-months old, a lively child, both parents gladly followed.

Bakugou understood the struggle of silence. Midoriya felt like heaven with the capacity to heighten Bakugou's cock's nerve endings by the stimulation of the most arousing scent and warm lubrication his omega had to offer and share.

Bakugou shifted, then thrusted, still gazing at Midoriya who tried to stare back with the occasional roll of his green eyes and satisfied sighs. Another shift from Bakugou, then thrusted hard.

Midoriya's eyes snapped open and gasped sharply. "There," Midoriya whispered, nodding his head. He propelled himself up with his elbows and gripped the sheets. "Fuck." He rolled his head back, exposing his neck and sensitive scent glands screaming for his alpha.

"Here?" Bakugou asked, pounding his cock in the direction told.

Midoriya had his eyes closed, gritting his teeth. "Higher." Midoriya wasn't surprised Bakugou had quickly found the spot again. After so many months, his alpha's cock was hitting those areas that shattered him into a realm of delight tremors. His emotions were spilled in gratitude, in absolute love for Bakugou. He wanted to voice them out to his alpha.

Midoriya breathed in a shaky gasp at the sensation of Bakugou's tongue licking his pulsing scent glands. Midoriya clutched his teeth, brows furrowed. He hugged his husband, his alpha, Bakugou Katsuki, for dear life. Bakugou was sucking and licking the glands that poured a strong scent of submission yet power, begging—no demanding a bite from Bakugou.

Bakugou pecked Midoriya's lips, then rested his cheek with Midoriya's. The thrusts became rougher, not fast, but sharp with precision. Simply pounding inside Midoriya's haven.

The sound of skin and fluids undoubtedly stirred an awake. Bakugou heard the small whimper of her daughter. The need for silence and discretion was no more.

"Let me hear you Izuku," Bakugou said.

Midoriya only clawed onto Bakugou's back and covered his mouth onto Bakugou's shoulder.

"The baby's already awake. Let me hear you," Bakugou repeated. Receiving no response, Bakugou moaned, hissed and groaned beside Midoriya's ear in that exact order. Over and over again. The erotic sounds caused Midoriya to shakingly gasp.

Bakugou stopped and rolled his cock inside Midoriya's hole. Midoriya whimpered softly in breath. Bakugou continued pounding, watching Midoriya's freckled cheeks dusted in pink and sweat shining on his forehead.

"Don't worry about the baby—Oh. F-fuck," Bakugou moaned, rolling his cock again and leaning back with his head staring at the ceiling. "Ah. Shit. You feel so damn—shit." Bakugou thrusted quickly and moaned.

The baby's cries made their entrance. Midoriya turned his head to her direction.

"Izuku. Look at me," Bakugou called out, and leaned down to cradle Midoriya's face. "The baby won't remember this." The thrusts never seized.

Midoriya's worried expression mixed with the expressions of pleasure. "But," Midoriya struggled.

Bakugou leaned down to suck on Midoriya's gland. "It's alright. Let me hear you." He lapped the skin so deliciously. Midoriya curled upward. "Let me cum with your voice."

There was no sin for not denying the air that gave voice.

Midoriya released a pleasured whimper that cooed into the high mountains until exploding into a moan that swept into waves of freedom. His sobs poured out into a chant of overwhelming reunion.

The baby cried louder.

"Harder," Midoriya begged beside Bakugou's ear. "Oh. Yes—Feels so good. Mmm." He groaned, breathing picking up faster and in short paces. Midoriya was nearing his end, clenching tightly around his alpha's cock.

The baby continued to cry.

A half gasp and choke...followed by the twitching of the omega's body...followed by the final moan of orgasm which marked the end. Midoriya's ears blocked the sounds of his child for a couple of seconds, drowned in by the climax he'd just experienced.

Bakugou slipped out of Midoriya with his cock still hard and most sensitive than ever. The veins were pulsing and prominent, the skin flushed red. Yet, what aroused him the most was how his cock was coated with Midoriya's fluids.

"Izuku," he called out to Midoriya, ignoring the continuous cries of his daughter.

Midoriya's eyes refocused to him, then lowered to his hard cock. Without another word, Midoriya turned around with his upper torso flushed against the sweat drained sheets. Midoriya moved his knees wide open and presented himself with the little energy he had left.

Bakugou held Midoriya's hip with one hand and the other guided his cock inside Midoriya's hole again.

The baby cried obnoxiously loud, piercing through the room. "Be there in a second. Mommy's," Bakugou quickened his pace, "helping Daddy finish something important."

Midoriya moaned without shame from the overstimulation and the words that spilled from Bakugou's mouth. A few set of noises resembling farts were formed by the excessive fluids inbetween them.

Bakugou turned his head to the side, rolling his hips and biting his lips. "Come on." Thrusts. "Come on." Thrusts. The peak near at hand. "Come On." Thrust and roll. He moaned at the last push.

Midoriya hummed in satisfaction.

Bakugou caressed Midoriya's soft buttcheeks, pushing as much semen inside his omega. Then slipped out of him. "You should see yourself Izuku. You're dripping with our fluids." Bakugou swiped his fingers over Midoriya's entrance.

Midoriya moaned, "Kachaan."

Bakugou leaned forward and showed him his two wet fingers. Midoriya sucked on one finger while Bakugou sucked the other one. All the while staring at one another, Midoriya with half-lidded eyes.

They kissed immediately afterwards, leaving no room for wait. The omega's scent waited and Bakugou finally fulfilled by moving Midoriya's neck to the side and biting onto the fading mating mark.

The intimacy had not been ruined despite the cries of their daughter that night. They had accomplished their release to the end after several months in wait. Bakugou cleaned Midoriya. Then afterwards, Bakugou tended to their daughter as promised.

The following morning, with it being Saturday, Bakugou's body itched it almost scared him. But he knew it wasn't out of sexual frustration. He loved the thrill in testing the desires with the obligations of parenthood.

He'd voiced those inner thoughts to Midoriya. "Want to show me now?" Midoriya had said, wearing only a long blue shirt. He was feeding their child with a bottle and was leaning against the kitchen counter.

Bakugou rose from the chair of their kitchen table, and strode towards him. He was taller than Midoriya. The height sending shivers of praise and protection throughout Midoriya's skin.

Bakugou slipped his hands under Midoriya's shirt, caressing and squeezing his omega's ass. "You look so beautiful, Izuku. Feeding our child." He pressed his cock against the omega's.

Midoriya released a breath. His husband never seize to amaze him. The elegance in which his husband kissed him over their awake daughter, fueled him in appreciation. Bakugou wasn't rough in his touches, they almost felt like feathers, respecting certain boundaries.

The minutes went by. Their daughter was near finishing her bottle when Bakugou lifted Midoriya's right leg and pushed his cock inside him.

"Grab the baby and be careful with the bottle," Bakugou warned. After doing so, Bakugou lifted Midoriya's other leg.

Midoriya hugged Bakugou's waist, and was moved so his back rested against the wall. His husband began slipping out and pushing inside him. A steady rhythm that made it a challenge to not loosen his arms on his daughter.

"I can't wait for your upcoming heat so I can dip you with all my seed," Bakugou said, and kissed Midoriya's forehead.

Midoriya removed the bottle from his daughter's lips. "Are you going to pump me hard and make me round again." Midoriya watched Bakugou and bit his lips.

"Over and over again as long as you want."

"I'll gladly take it." Midoriya picked up his daughter, and began to pat her back. All the while Bakugou didn't stop thrusting sensually. "Let me finish patting our daughter. So we can give that cock of yours a test run." Midoriya whimpered in the end from Bakugou's thrust against his prostate. Both joined their lips with a loud and sexy kiss filled with tongue.

— Midoriya & Bakugou —
INTIMACY BY THE CRIB

As promised Bakugou held nothing back, but not without spending time sucking Midoriya's cock. His back curled from the couch, gripping onto Bakugou's blond spikes. The baby slept on the crib back in their bedroom. There was no need for silence. The living room held the heavy pheromones of passion and lust.

Japan's number one hero, Bakugou Katsuki, was blessed to have married the all inspiring omega activist hated and lusted by many alphas. Midoriya was a ray of sunshine and determination that made Bakugou's days more hopeful.

"Katsuki," Midoriya moaned.

Bakugou pumped the power of his alpha strength into the wet hole of his happy omega. Midoriya legs were wide open for Bakugou, and never did he lose sight of his husband's ruby eyes. "I love you," Midoriya whimpered in pleasure.

"Love you more." Bakugou tilted his neck, waiting for his omega's teeth to pierce onto his mating gland. He wasn't disappointed as both came from the mere act in the midst of parenthood.

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I'm a sucker for AU Parent Bakugou and Midoriya. Thanks for reading.
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