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S I N S. A F T E R.
W I N T E R. S E A S O N.
¤Ω¤My Hero Academia¤Ω¤
Written by ErmozaWatt

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Thirteen Years Ago-Their Apartment

From inside their apartment, night didn't always come with undisturbed sleep. At times night was filled with movements of all kinds meant for one thing alone. Coition and release.

Midoriya gripped the bedsheets, forehead resting on the bed and panting from the brusque movements pounding and throbbing inside him. Whines and groans sang out in waves from Midoriya's mouth. He had awaken to Bakugou grinding his hips against his round ass. Since then, there has been no change in Midoriya's position. This form of wakening was to be expected in their relationship.

Midoriya jerked his head up with a loud choked gasp, followed by moans and cries of intense stimulation and itching pleasure. The neighbors will surely complain to the landlord after they had told Bakugou several times to be discreet when having sex and had told Bakugou to keep Midoriya from making too much noise.

Unfortunately, Midoriya couldn't help being loud as it came natural to him from the force Bakugou thrust inside him. He had tried but Bakugou had told him that he loved hearing Midoriya's natural reactions caused by him.

Midoriya's gaze landed on the large mirror atop the drawer dresser placed across the bed. With the help of the moonlight shining through the thin curtains, he watched Bakugou in such a bliss he looked like a demon consuming his prey.

Bakugou had his head thrown back to the side with his mouth agape. At times Bakugou bit his own lips, appreciating the sensation. Midoriya wasn't the only one to make noise in their bedroom. Groans, intakes of sharp breathes, moans and curses that spread to the most darkest minds, spilled out Bakugou's lips.

In bed, Bakugou was in charge. In bed, Midoriya provided that haven of an enticing slick hole. In bed, Bakugou provided the thrusts that caused Midoriya to tremble and fall into unconsciousness.

Earlier that night before going to sleep, Midoriya assumed Bakugou would not awake into a horny mess. They had sex before going to bed. So it came as a surprise that Bakugou was still up for another round after releasing twice before heading to bed.

Midoriya had been washing his teeth when Bakugou had come in with those hands, words, lips and heat warming thickly onto Midoriya's privates covered by his pajamas. Washing his teeth had never been so difficult with Bakugou filling in the heat that warmed the tip of Bakugou's penis and shuttered Midoriya.

He couldn't blame Bakugou every time Bakugou kissed him and whispered how splendid he smelled and felt; telling Midoriya he could fuck him for eternity.

Midoriya wondered if those were the moments that made him start to consider an end to their romantic or sexual relationship. He knew Bakugou would indeed fuck him without question for eternity. Especially as these sudden advances for sex had become more frequent and less concented on.

Present Time-FeLine Company

Bakugou wore a black suit without a tie to tie him into the complete role of a CEO he doesn't seek for-no matter the loads of money he'll receive. The FeLine Company has been flourishing into a prominent rise for the past two decades after his mother was given the position by her boss who believed Bakugou's mother was the best candidate at heart rather than his sons and daughters.

Bakugou knew his mother was trying to preserve and pass on the company under Bakugou's surname. Thus, grandchildren was to be expected and has been encouraged for some time now.

The morning scenery of the city was in display for Bakugou as he stood behind the large window on the fifteenth floor. He sipped his coffee, waiting for his mother he was to speak with. The topic of discussion was evident from both sides and has been for some days now.

A knock on the door was heard, then a pair of heels clicked on the floor. Bakugou didn't have to turn around to know it was his mother and not his secretary. The sweet spice and lemon Bakugou had inherited-except his was a more fierce and distinctive mix of orange and thunderstorm scent-flowed faintly inside his nostrils.

"Good morning, Katsuki." His mother walked behind him and kissed his cheek in which he delivered back at the same time. "Is this the same as the other day?"

She held a hand on his back, her voice soft but demanding from an alpha presence. A storm was coming between them and by her tone of voice, he knew they both were trying to keep things tranquil and civilized.

Bakugou rubbed an index finger on the bridge of his nose and went to place his coffee on his glass desk. "Yes, mom. My position still stands. I'm not taking this role of CEO," Bakugou said and sat on his black leather chair, comfortable for his back. "I know it's a responsibility I must take one day to flourish the family name."

"It is." His mother nodded. "You got to understand that no other person will be better suited to keep the company flowing but the Bakugou's."

Bakugou had told his mother a few days ago, why didn't she just have another child. The reaction came instantly. Bakugou's father had become sterile, reasons were not disclosed to Bakugou. At the same time, having another kid for that sole purpose was selfish to him.

"You also have to understand that I'm not interested in this position. I'll one day want to venture into something else," Bakugou said.

"Well, I'll be retiring in a couple of years. You have enough time to settle down and inherit the company to your mate or your kids."

Bakugou snapped her a dangerous look. "I'm not having kids just to use them as a safety and inheriting net." Bakugou intertwined his hands atop his desk. "Have you consider handing it to one of my cousins or my father's siblings?"

"They don't have a clue in how this business works." His mother leaned on her hip. "I'm not very fond of giving it to your Aunt Azumi either. Your dad's side of the family are occupied with their own occupations and none have any sense of fashion that accommodates our customers."

Bakugou commented on the last part of the last sentence. "But that isn't the full job of a CEO. I can't make major decisions, especially when it comes to corporate stuff. I don't want to spend my time managing the overall operations and resources of this company." Bakugou placed a firm hand on the table. "I just want to do one job and that's to be a fashion designer. Nothing else. I'm the least likely person to be the face of this company."

"Then what do you plan on doing, Katsuki?" His mother asked, voice growing angry. "I'm still going to write you on my will just in case I die before retirement."

"You'll be disappointed. We'll have a vote. We'll have a meeting with the board and our shareholders to choose a rightful CEO."

"Nonsense," said his mother.

"Nonsense is you forcing me into this. Get someone else or I'll move to another fashion company."

"Are you threatening me? Are you really going to go behind my back and work with our competition?"

"I just want to design," Bakugou said back.

Bakugou's mother's tone went in a growl. "If you do this-

"Don't pull the shit about causing an imbalance in our family. That's the last thing that is going to break us apart, but if you continue with your persistence and control over me, then it may end up being." Bakugou stood up.

Her mother chuckled in remembrance. "Shouldn't you have been the one to follow with that saying?" his mother said. "Weren't you the one to control Midoriya when you guys were together?"

Bakugou's body tensed. "What are you talking about? What does that have to do with what we're talking about?"

"It does a lot. You think I didn't smell and know how you treated that poor omega? That relationship was more to please you and not him. More to your sexual convenience than his." His mother pointed a finger. "I could smell that omega miles away and knew something was different. That's probably why you were so hostile when other alphas got too close to Midoriya. Even to your own mother."

Bakugou turned his gaze away with a frown. "That's more reason to not settle down with someone. You've confirmed it. No point in encouraging me to find a mate."

A brief silence. "You're wrong," His mother said. "You've changed and are capable to find a mate...and capable of becoming CEO. " Bakugou's mother grabbed her purse she placed on the chair. "I'll continue being CEO and won't retire until you've come to your senses."

Bakugou's mother walked to the door and opened it to leave but not before turning her gaze on him. "You may not think so right now but this inheritance will be your insurance to you and to your family in the down run. Think about it."

Bakugou was left alone in his office. He may have won some time but he knew things will get worse in the future with his relationship with his mother.

Bakugou sat down again and went through his schedule for today and the projects he was currently in. It was then Bakugou caught up to what his mother said about the relationship between Bakugou and Midoriya. Bakugou covered his mouth with an expression that was both saddened and disturbed by.

Did his mother encourage Midoriya to end his relationship with Bakugou before Bakugou had the chance to reflect?

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Bakugou's legs were spent when he entered his one story house in the outskirts of Musutafu. He was greeted with his small mixed Chihuahua, who had golden and white fluffy hair which her tail lifted up in a resemblance of the plumes of a spartan helmet. His dog's face had an elegant and attractive face structure.

"Hello, Cina," Bakugou cooed despite himself and greeted her with a lift and hug. She nuzzled on his chest and howled in greeting. "And where's Odin?" Bakugou looked around his living room, then placed Cina on the floor to go search for him.

"Odin?" Bakugou called out, dropping his keys on the kitchen table. Odin must be asleep. Bakugou went to one of the rooms and as predicted was sleeping in his own bed beside Bakugou's queen bed.

Odin's chest rose and descended in healthy rhythm. No need to worry. Usually, Bakugou doesn't stay up late in the company. The afternoon he spends time with his dogs. He does everything with his dogs. Bakugou was planning on going hiking with them like every other week.

A vibration was felt in his pocket and he retrieved it, sitting on his bed. He tapped on his screen seeing it was a message from Kirishima. He swiped the screen and read:

'Hey, Bakugou. I was told this morning that the group will be having a camping trip next week. I was wondering if you're going. You told me you'll be taking a week vacation next week.'

There was a luxury to texting. Bakugou had the opportunity to plan out what he was going to respond.

Bakugou typed:

'Are you planning on going?'

Bakugou dropped the phone on his bed and stood up to change into comfortable clothes. His closet was spacious. He entered and opened drawers on the left side of the closet and grabbed a pair of black pants and a white loose shirt. By the time he changed and checked his phone, Kirishima had already responded back.

Kirishima's message read:

'I am. I was planning on bringing my wife and kids but Emilia said they'll feel out of place.'

"Obviously," Bakugou murmured and continued reading the message.

'It's going to be only us from our class so, I guess it makes sense. So, are you coming too?'

Bakugou raised his thumbs, ready to reply. Will Midoriya go as well, Bakugou wondered. If he was, then it would be best Bakugou found an excuse not to go.

Bakugou replied:

'Do you know who's going?'

Bakugou waited, seeing Kirishima was typing. What excuse will Bakugou give if Midoriya was indeed going? He knew Kaminari and Mina were going to do their best to drag him to go camping. Bakugou could simply lash at them but he hasn't done that in a while. Friendship had become something sacred to him. He knew his friends held great intentions.

Kirishima's message popped up and read:

'Everyone is coming except Koda, Sato, Tokoyami, Mineta and-

Bakugou's chest swept into a sense of relief and also disappointment.

'Midoriya is not coming. They all have things to do and won't be able to make it.' Bakugou finished reading.

Another message was sent and read:

'So, are you coming or not?'

Bakugou typed:

'I'm going as well.'

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Everyone went to camp together but Midoriya's tent was placed farther away from the rest. Night came with snores, one would think.

"Kachaan," Midoriya gasped, hands raised and held above his head. His legs were opened wide for Bakugou. Midoriya's back arched. The heat inside the tent and Midoriya's haven evaporated into a frenzy desire inside Bakugou's member.

Bakugou's hips moved, ignoring the squelch and sound of wet skin slapping against each other. Bakugou gazed hungrily to Midoriya, who gritted his teeth and furrows his eyebrows.

"Open your mouth and let me fucking hear you," Bakugou growled and was ignored. An anger boiled inside Bakugou's chest and he lifted a hand and slapped Midoriya's cheek.

A gasp escaped Midoriya's lips. Bakugou thrust harder achieving a grunt and whine from Midoriya. Just like Bakugou wanted. He wanted to see how much of an alpha he was.

Bakugou ran a tongue up Midoriya's neck and groaned. "What a great time to spend your heat. I could smell you miles before you arrived."

"Stop," Midoriya cried out.

"As if. I'm your alpha and you're my damn omega. You took the risk to spend the heat here." Bakugou lifted Midoriya's leg, sweat accumulating against Bakugou's elbow crease and Midoriya's back knee. "I'm gonna fuck you like I want. You're mine alone."

Bakugou ignored the struggle under him and swayed his hips further in until a knot formed on his member. Bakugou cursed louder and faster until his teeth reached Midoriya's mating gland.

Midoriya cried out of the top of his lungs, "Stop!"

Bakugou woke up in a sweating mess. He quickly saw the time on his night stand. Time marked one in the morning.

He sat up with a fear spreading through his body. This dream...no, nightmare, felt real. A sob broke out from Bakugou and he realized tears were already flowing down his cheeks. He wiped the tears with the heel of his palm. He was a monster in this dream. The pain look of Midoriya's face felt so real.

Bakugou could still remember and feel the heat arousing his member. The same heat he was feeling at the moment. Bakugou grimaced at the sight of a dent on his pants. He covered his eyes. "Shit," he whispered.

This nightmare felt too real. This nightmare was like a warning or an altered memory of what he once was. To think he would get aroused by such nightmare. He slowly swayed his head in denial.

He could still feel the warmth inside Midoriya's slick hole. Throbbing, pulsing and lubricating enough to send an alpha to paradise.

"Fuck," he cried quietly as his hand slipped inside his pants. It's been so long he hasn't had sex. So long since then. Masturbation has not been an occurrence for a year or so. Bakugou felt like he had just encountered water after weeks walking in the desert.

The mere touch on his hard member had him panting in guilt. He did his best to rid Midoriya's face from his mind but couldn't. He jerked himself sinfully, calling out Midoriya's name like a prayer and a...

Bakugou's body twitched, his semen dirting his sheets and hands. Bakugou hugged himself, fingers clawing at his arms.

"Midoriya. I'm so sorry."

For he has sinned on winter season.

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Thanks for reading. Whoever ends up even reading this anyway.
ErmozaWatt:)