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"Katsuki was holed up in his house, trying to wait out the intense rut that had taken over. It wasn’t the first time he had waited it out, but he realized this time he was struggling as his nose picked up a scent that drove him wild. He followed it and found a bag you had left with some clothes, and his eyes dilated, body overcome with intense need." "He texted you, asking you to come by, which you happily accepted, unaware of his condition. You walked through the door, where he immediately pinned you to the floor, half naked and sweating, face buried in the crook of your neck." “Fuck, you really do smell so good. I need you now. I can’t fucking hold back.”

"Katsuki notices the effect he has on you, and his eyes darken with desire. He leans over and runs a hand through your hair gently." "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice tender now. "Did I hurt you at all?" He watches you carefully, his expression softening as he takes in the sight of you trembling in the aftermath of your shared pleasure.

"Katsuki gives you a small smile and leans in to press a kiss to your forehead." "Good," he murmurs, his fingers trailing gently over your skin. "I just wanted to make sure you were alright. I can be a bit rough sometimes." He leans back against the bed, still catching his breath. "So, akwua, what do you want to do now?" he asks, glancing over at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Katsuki notices your wagging tail and smirks, knowing that he must have done a good job. He reaches over and starts to scratch behind your ears gently." "You're so cute like that," he comments, a fondness in his voice. "I could watch you wag your tail all day." He continues to pet you, enjoying the way you react to his touch. After a moment, he leans in and whispers in your ear: "Is there anything else you want me to do for you?"

"Alright then," Katsuki says, his voice husky with lust. "But if you change your mind, just let me know. I'm here to make you feel good." He leans in and kisses your neck softly before settling down next to you and pulling you close, enjoying the warmth of your body against his. His hand trails lazily over your skin, drawing idle circles on your back. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs, his voice soft and genuine. "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you."

"Katsuki grins as he hears your reaction. He leans in to press a soft kiss to your lips before pulling back and gazing down at you with a smug look." "I knew you couldn't resist me," he says teasingly. "You're so damn cute when you're all flustered like that." He continues to stroke your hair gently, enjoying the way your body feels next to his. After a moment, he leans in and whispers in your ear: "Do you want to take a shower with me? It might help you relax even more."

"Katsuki grins at your response and stands up, pulling you up with him." "Let's go," he says, his voice low and seductive. "I'll wash your back for you." He leads you to the bathroom, turning on the water and adjusting the temperature to a nice, warm setting. He steps inside first and pulls you in after him, his arms wrapping around your waist as he nuzzles into your neck. "Mmm, you smell so good," he murmurs before reaching for the shampoo and starting to lather it into your hair. His hands move in gentle circles, his fingers massaging your scalp as he works the shampoo through your hair. "How does that feel?" he asks, his voice soft and caring.

"Katsuki grins at your response and continues to massage the shampoo into your hair, his hands moving with a practiced ease. After a few minutes, he rinses your hair thoroughly before reaching for the conditioner." "This will make your hair soft and silky," he says as he begins to work the conditioner through your hair. Once again, his hands move in gentle circles, massaging your scalp as he works the conditioner through your hair. "How's that feel?" he asks, his voice low and seductive. "Are you relaxed yet?"

"Katsuki continues rubbing the conditioner into your hair, his fingers gently caressing your scalp. As he rinses out the conditioner, he reaches for the body wash and starts lathering it onto his hands." "Now it's your turn to return the favor," he says with a smirk. "Rub my back for me, will ya?" He turns around and leans against the wall of the shower, his muscular back on full display. "Feel free to use your nails," he adds with a chuckle. "I like it rough."

"Katsuki lets out a low growl as you begin rubbing his back, his muscles instantly tensing up beneath your touch. He leans into your hands, his eyes closing as he enjoys the sensation." "God, that feels so good," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "You're really getting into it, aren't you? Don't let me stop you." His words are heavy with desire as he leans further into your hands, enjoying the feeling of your nails digging into his skin.

"Katsuki lets out a contented sigh as he feels your hands massaging his back. He leans his head back, enjoying the feeling of your fingers scratching his skin slightly, making him moan softly." "Your hands feel amazing," he says with a smirk. "You're really getting the hang of this, huh?" He leans further against the wall, his muscles tensing and relaxing beneath your touch as he continues to bask in the sensation.

"Katsuki's body starts to relax more as you continue rubbing his back and he lets out a heavy breath of satisfaction. He turns his head to the side to glance at you with an appreciative smile, impressed by how well you are doing." "You have some skills there," he comments with a short laugh, "though don't be too rough or I might get carried away and pin you against the wall again." He winks playfully, enjoying your touch immensely.

"Katsuki notices your reaction and raises an eyebrow, amused but also pleased at how you are affected by his words." "What's wrong?" he asks in a teasing voice. "I'm just stating the facts. You've got me worked up pretty good here." He grins at you, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he watches your reaction to his words.

Katsuki chuckles at your flustered response, finding it endearing in a way. He leans in closer to you, his breath ghosting over your ear as he speaks in a low voice. "Relax," he murmurs. "I won't do anything you're not comfortable with. But seeing you like this is making it really difficult for me to control myself." He pulls back slightly and gives you a playful smirk, letting you know he's just teasing you for now.

"Katsuki receives your text while he's out but immediately feels his rut intensify at the thought of being with you. His pheromones start to emanate even stronger, attracting other alphas who start to eye him and sniff the air cautiously." He quickly makes his way home, his heart pounding with anticipation as he thinks of being with you. As soon as he's through the door, he spots you lying on the couch and smelling his clothes. His eyes dilate at the sight of you, acknowledging that you're in heat and need him. He strides over to you, grabbing you roughly and pulling you up to your feet. His face is flushed with desire as he stares at you hungrily. "Fuck," he growls, breathing heavily. "You smell so fucking good. You're gonna be mine now."

Katsuki gestures for you to follow him, leading you into the bedroom with a primal intensity. He pushes you onto the bed and starts to undress himself, his eyes glued to your body as he takes in your scent. As he crawls on top of you, his lips find yours in a heated kiss and his fingers trace the outline of your body. "Mine," he growls possessively against your mouth. "All mine." His hands wander all over your body, exploring every inch of you possessively.

Katsuki's kisses become deeper and more passionate as he continues to claim you. He bites down on your neck, leaving a mark that will forever signify the bond between you. "Fuck, you're driving me crazy," he groans into your skin. "I need to feel you, now." His movements become rougher as he loses himself to the heat of the moment, his primal instincts taking over.

Katsuki's senses are heightened with your gesture, and he feels his body reacting to yours. He runs his hand through your hair and then slowly trails his finger down your jawline, before finally cupping your cheek. "God, you're so gorgeous," he whispers in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "Let me take care of you." With that, he plunges himself into you with a low growl, unable to contain his desire any longer.

Katsuki moves inside of you with a fierce intensity, every thrust bringing you closer and closer to your release. He holds you close, taking in your scent as he continues to claim you as his own. "You're mine," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. "No one else can have you." As his own pleasure builds, he quickens his pace, driving you both towards the edge. With one final, shuddering groan, he finds release inside of you, marking you as his own.

Katsuki collapses on top of you, both of your forms covered in sweat and panting heavily. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent deeply as he tries to calm himself down. "Shit," he mutters, still lost in pleasure. "You drive me wild." He kisses your collarbone before rolling off of you, pulling you close to him as he basks in the afterglow. "Stay with me?"

Katsuki pulls you closer to him, holding you tightly as he revels in the warmth of your body. He runs his hand through your hair, stroking it gently as he plants soft kisses on the top of your head. "I don't want to let you go," he admits, feeling vulnerable as he opens up to you. "You mean everything to me." Despite his usual tough exterior, he's willing to be honest with you, to let you see his more vulnerable side.

Katsuki notices your state as he shifts slightly, feeling the sticky wetness between your thighs. He reaches for a nearby tissue and carefully wipes you clean before pulling you against him once more. "Sorry about that," he says apologetically. "I couldn't control myself around you. You drive me wild."

Katsuki notices your reaction and grins, his eyes sparking with mischievousness. He slides his hands down to your hips, pulling you closer until he can feel his erection pressing against you. "Don't think I'm done with you yet," he growls playfully. "I've got enough energy for another round."

Katsuki takes your response as a positive one and leans down, nibbling lightly on your earlobe before whispering in a low voice. "Let's mark each other," he says, his voice almost a plea. "I want everyone to know that you're mine." He bites down lightly on the skin between your neck and shoulder, sucking until it forms a small bruise. He then pulls back, looking at it with satisfaction. "All mine," he mutters possessively.

Katsuki notices your reaction and smirks, feeling pleased with himself for being able to draw such a response from you. He moves his hand to the back of your neck, his grip firm but gentle as he pulls you in for a deep kiss. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs against your lips, his intense gaze fixed on yours. "I can't get enough of you."

Katsuki pulls back from the kiss, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him as he takes in your flushed face and heaving chest. He strokes your hair, feeling a sense of protectiveness towards you. "I'm sorry for getting so rough with you," he says quietly, his voice showing a hint of vulnerability. "I just can't help myself when I'm in rut."

Katsuki observes your response, sensing that something's on your mind. He shifts slightly, his expression turning concerned. "Is something bothering you?" he asks gently, his thumb stroking the back of your hand in a soothing gesture. "You can tell me anything, you know that."

Katsuki nods, accepting your response, and pulls you into a warm embrace. He rests his chin on top of your head, feeling content just being close to you. He takes in your scent, feeling a sense of possessiveness wash over him once again. He knew he wanted to keep you close to him. Maybe even forever. "You're mine," he whispers fiercely, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head. "And I'll do anything to protect you."

Katsuki was holed up in his own home, trying to wait out the intense rut that had taken over him again. He could feel his body growing antsy with each passing moment, his nose picking up on the scent of his own shirt, which he had given to you a couple of weeks ago. Every fiber of his being was telling him to find you and claim you as his own, but he knew it wouldn't be fair to you to force himself on you like that, especially since you were not an omega. Instead, he tried to focus on distracting himself, going through his usual daily routine of training, cooking, and drumming in hopes that they would help him ride out the rut until it subsided. However, he could not shake off the overpowering feeling that he needed you with him to ease his urges. With a deep sigh,

Katsuki's senses were on high alert as he picked up on your scent. He could tell that you were in heat too, and he knew it would only make his own rut worse. It was a dangerous combination for both of them - the pheromones from both of them in heat could get unbearable and overpowering. He wondered if he should check up on you to make sure you're alright, but he feared that he might not be able to control himself around you in this current state. At the same time, he was aware that he didn't want to leave you alone while you were just as vulnerable as he was. After a moment of hesitation, he picks up his phone to send you a message. "Hey, are you okay?" he texts you, "I got your shirt with me. Want me to come over and help you through

Katsuki reads the message from Katsura and feels a pang of sympathy wash over him. He knows all too well how difficult it can be to deal with heat or rut alone. "I know it's tough," he replies, "I'm in rut myself. But I don't want you to suffer alone. Do you need anything? Or would you like me to come over and wait it out with you?" He paused, uncertain if he's being too forward, too vulnerable, but he couldn't bring himself to take back his offer. He just couldn't stand the thought of letting her go through this alone.

Katsuki smiles faintly at the message, glad that Katsura was receptive to his offer. "I'll be there soon," he types and quickly get dressed in a comfortable outfit before hurrying out of the door. He soon arrived at the doorstep where Katsura was waiting for him, and as soon as he catches her scent, his body stiffens, reminded again of the intense urge gripping him. He walks inside and silently takes in Katsura's figure as she sat on the couch, her cheeks flushed, and her lips slightly parted. It took a lot of self-restraint not to just pounce on her right then and there. "What can I do to make you feel better?" he asked, trying to clear his mind long enough so that he could offer some genuine help.

Katsuki nods, understanding that it can be hard to articulate what's needed during heat or rut. "That's okay," he says, taking a seat across from her on the couch. "We can just hang out and keep each other company. Maybe watch a movie if you want." He shifts a bit in his seat, feeling more restless as time goes on. "I know we can't do anything about our conditions right now, but if there's anything else that I can do to help, just let me know."

Katsuki nods and relaxes a bit, trying to distract himself from the pheromones he knows he's emitting. He searches for a movie to watch on the streaming service and settles on an action film, hoping that it will distract him enough to not focus solely on his primal urges.

As they sit in silence watching the movie, Katsuki finds his eyes straying towards Katsura's scent, finding himself struggling to stay in control. His body starts to tense and soon he can't resist it anymore. Without warning, he stands up swiftly, his muscular body coiled with primal need, and makes his way over to where Katsura was seated. When he reaches her, he pins her down on the couch, nuzzling against her neck. "You drive me crazy," he growls softly. "I need you, Katsura

Katsuki can feel his control slipping, his rational mind fading away as his primal instincts take over. He nuzzles her neck again, inhaling deeply. "Your scent," he mumbles, his voice thick and low. "It's driving me wild."

He kisses her neck gently, his lips trailing down towards her collarbone. "I can't resist you anymore."

Katsuki's hands begin to roam over Katsura's body, groping and squeezing her as he grinds his hips against her. Despite the haze of his rut, he tries to keep himself somewhat restrained, not wanting to hurt her.

"I need you so badly," he murmurs against her skin, his voice shaking with desire. "Will you let me have you?"

Katsuki's lips move to capture hers, his tongue pushing past her lips to explore her mouth. As he kisses her passionately, his hands continue to roam her body, cupping and kneading her breasts roughly.

He needs her right now more than anything, and the primal surge of lust and desire takes over his body completely.

Katsuki growls deeply in response to her moan, the sound fueling his desire even more. He hungrily continues to kiss her, his hands trailing down her body and slipping underneath her clothes.

"God, you feel amazing," he says huskily against her lips. "I want to mark you as mine."

Katsuki's hands move to her hips, pulling her up to straddle him as he sits on the floor. He grinds his hips against hers, the need for friction overwhelming him.

He pauses for a moment, looking deeply into Katsura's eyes, and suddenly he gives in completely to the urge to mark her as his. He leans in and bites down hard on the juncture where her neck meets her shoulder, his canines piercing her skin.

As he sucks and nibbles gently on the spot, he moans deeply, the pleasure of making his mate his own overwhelming all other thoughts and feelings.

Katsuki pulls away from her neck, admiring the mark he left behind and the potent scent of her arousal that now surrounded him.

"Mine," he growls possessively, pulling her even closer to his body. "You're mine, Katsura. And I won't let anyone else have you."

He kisses her again with ferocity, his need for her only growing stronger with each passing moment.

Katsuki runs his fingers through Katsura's hair, his nails digging slightly into her scalp as he deepens the kiss. His body is on fire, his need for her nearly consuming him.

But even in his haze of lust, he knows that he wants this moment to be special for her too. He pulls back from the kiss slightly, his eyes locking with hers once again.

"Tell me what you want, Katsura," he says, his voice husky with desire. "Tell me how you want me."

Katsuki's eyes darken with desire as he listens to Katsura's words, his body heating up even more. He gently nips at her bottom lip before pushing her backwards, laying on top of her and pressing his body tightly against hers.

"You're so damn beautiful," he growls softly into her ear, his hands roving over her skin. "I've been wanting you for so long."

He moves his lips to her neck, trailing a line of kisses down to her collarbone. As he reaches the spot where he left his mark earlier, he growls and nips at it possessively, the scent of her arousal overwhelming him.

Katsuki notices the submissive behavior of Katsura's ears and the slight wag of her tail, and his alpha instincts ignite within him. He smiles smugly, knowing that he has completely given in to his primal desires.

With one hand still roaming over her body, he uses the other to undo his pants, his desire for her nearly overwhelming him. He moves to position himself between her legs, locking eyes with her as he does.

"Are you ready for me?" he asks, his voice low and husky with desire.

Katsuki grins wickedly as he positions himself between Katsura's legs, his eyes dark with desire. He leans down and captures her lips in another deep kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth roughly.

As he breaks the kiss, he positions himself at her entrance, one hand holding himself steady as he looks down at her. Then, he pushes into her roughly, letting out a low growl of satisfaction as he does.

"You feel fucking amazing," he half-growls, half-moans against her lips, his thrusts slow and hard as he savors the feeling of being fully inside her.

Katsuki groans as he feels Katsura's walls tightening around him, her low moans of pleasure only serving to make him even more turned on. He picks up the pace of his thrusts, driving into her harder and faster, his body moving with primal desire.

He nips at her neck again, his hands gripping her hips as he moves deeper still, lost in the heady sensation of their coupling. His breathing becomes ragged and heavy, his body slick with sweat as he chases his release.

"You're mine," he growls possessively, his thrusts growing harder and more frenzied as he feels himself getting closer to the edge.

Katsuki continues to pound into Katsura, his movements growing more intense with each passing moment. He can feel his own release building, the pressure almost too much to bear.

"You're so fucking tight," he grunts, his voice filled with lust and need. "I can't hold back anymore."

With one final, rough thrust, he reaches his peak, his body tensing as he spills inside her. The sensation sends him into a frenzy of pleasure, and he collapses onto Katsura, his breathing ragged.

"Fuck," he gasps, his face buried in the crook of her neck. "That was incredible."

Katsuki stays still for a few moments, his breathing gradually slowing down as their combined scents fill the room. He pulls out of her and moves to lay beside Katsura, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close.

He nuzzles his nose against her neck, letting out a contented sigh. "You smell so good," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "I can't get enough of you."

He presses his lips to the curve of her jaw, tracing a line down her neck with his tongue. A low growl rumbles in his chest as his alpha instincts take over, his body once again reacting to the scent of Katsura's warmth.

Without warning, he flips her onto her back again, his lips finding hers in another deep kiss.

Katsuki deepens the kiss, his tongue probing eagerly against Katsura's as his hands roam across her body. His touch is rough and possessive, his need for her overwhelming.

As they break apart for air, he hovers above her, his eyes dark with desire. "I want to mark you," he growls, his voice low and commanding. "I want everyone to know that you're mine."

He leans down to nibble at the sensitive skin between her neck and shoulder, his teeth dragging provocatively along her flesh. The scent of his pheromones fills the air, making it difficult for Katsura to form a coherent thought.

"Do you want me to mark you?" he asks, his voice laced with anticipation.

Katsuki lets out a low growl of approval, his lips curving into a satisfied smile. "Good," he mutters, his tongue darting out to lick at the spot between her neck and shoulder. "I'm going to make you mine."

He positions himself above Katsura, his body hovering inches from hers as he leans in to bite down on her skin. His teeth sink into her flesh, causing a sharp sting that is quickly replaced by a flood of pleasure.

As he bites down, the scent of his pheromones intensifies, filling the room with the smell of warm campfires in the woods.

He releases her skin after a few seconds, admiring the red mark that now adorns her neck. "Perfect," he murmurs, his eyes locked onto hers as he lets out a deep sigh of satisfaction.

"You're mine

Katsuki feels Katsura's body shudder beneath him as he grinds his erection against her back, letting out a deep groan of pleasure.

"I need you," he growls, his voice hoarse with desire. "I can't hold back any longer."

With a quick movement, he flips Katsura onto her back, positioning himself between her legs as he stares down at her hungrily.

"Are you ready for me?" he asks, his voice barely more than a low growl.

Katsuki nods, leaning down to capture Katsura's lips in a hungry kiss. His hands roam over her body, tugging at her clothes and removing them as quickly as possible.

Finally, he settles himself between her legs once more, admiring the sight before him. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs, his fingers slipping between her folds to test her readiness.

With a satisfied hum, he positions himself at her entrance, pushing inside slowly but surely. As he begins to move, pumping in and out with increasing speed and force, he can feel the heat of his rut burning inside him even more fiercely.

It won't be long now before he loses himself completely to his primal desires.