One Weak Moment   von Puraido
                          (Alpha Izuku/Omega Aizawa)
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                             Kapitel 1: Chapter 1
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Aizawa felt heavily overwhelmed. All he wanted to do was to curl up into his
sleeping bag and shut the world out. Maybe everything would look a little
brighter after a good round of sleep. This could all be a cruel joke. That’s
what it most likely was.

The omega was in great distress when he walked through the hallways of the
hospital. This couldn’t be true … it just couldn’t.

He walked up to the room of his two friends. Hizashi Yamada and Nemuri Kayama.
They had been on a mission and got injured heavily. They had to put Yamada in an
artificial coma while Kayama was still unconscious from the surgery.

When he saw them, his stress got even bigger. This couldn’t be true … should
he really lose everyone that was dear to him? The machines beeped softly as he
watched Yamada. He was just sleeping, Shota thought. He would come back. He was
strong, and he would make it through.

 

The omega didn’t know what made him do this. The feeling of utter desperation?
The alcohol he had consumed to cope? The sleep deprivation that clouded his
judgment? All things combined? Probably the mix. He couldn’t tell.

 

The doctors told him that he had to leave, there was nothing he could do, and
they would contact him if something happened. And so he drove back to UA,
stopping at a liquor store. He never drank much to begin with, only when he was
out with … with Yamada and Kayama … But Shota felt like he needed it.

And so, he drank, emptied almost the entire bottle. He sat in the living room of
his apartment at UA. Tears ran silently down his cheeks. His thoughts went back
to the past when memories of Shirakumo resurfaced. Would he lose them too?

“Shit …” Now that he was about to lose him, he thought that he had never
told Yamada about his feelings. Would it be too late? Would he lose his best
friend? Why had he never told him? Because he was ‘just’ a beta? No,
bullshit. Shota didn’t care for things like this.

He was just plain scared to do so. Opening up to someone was hard. It was so
scary. He knew he wasn’t the most social person, and he valued their
friendship more than a potential romance. He wasn’t the romance type …

But now he regretted his decision. Now that he might never have the chance to
tell him. It was probably the alcohol’s fault that he was this emotional.
Alcohol always made it worse.

His omega was in pain; he wanted to curl up in a nest made out of Hizashi’s
things. But he had none … He had never asked him for nesting materials.

Shota got heavily startled when he heard a knock on his door. Who on earth was
bothering him now? With heavy movements, he pushed himself up and slouched to
the door. His eyes widened when he opened the door, and Izuku Midoriya was in
front of it. What did this problem student want from him?

“Mr. Aizawa, I heard what happened to Present Mic and Midnight! I’m so
sorry! Is there anything I can do?” Worry was in the alpha’s voice. His eyes
looked so concerned it made it almost worse for Shota.

He exhaled and shook his head. “No … not really,” he moved back into the
room, letting the door open for Midoriya, even though he wasn’t exactly sure
what he expected. His student followed him inside; he heard the soft clicking of
the door. They walked back to the living room, and Aizawa took his seat on the
couch. He looked even more tired than before as if walking to the door and back
had aged him over ten years.

Izuku sat next to him, close but still with an appropriate amount of distance.
Shota remembered, once again, how polite Izuku was if he wasn’t a problem
child. A wave of shame washed over him when he realized that he had the bottle
of alcohol still on his coffee table.

The alpha looked around, visibly nervous and not knowing what he could do to
help his teacher. “H-How are they doing?” He asked meekly after a while.

For a moment, Aizawa stayed silent, gnawing on his bottom lip. Eventually, he
exhaled. “Hizashi … Present Mic is in an artificial coma. Midnight was still
unconscious when I visited. They are stable for now, but the doctors can’t say
when … or if they wake up.”

He noticed how Izuku stiffened, and only now he realized that he didn’t wear
his collar or scent patches. So his poor student got the full front of his
distressed pheromones. He tried to pull himself together, but it was so hard. He
didn’t want to show emotions – weakness – in front of Izuku, but he
didn’t know how much longer he could keep it together.

“Mr. Aizawa, it’s okay. You don’t need to hold back,” he heard him say.
He gingerly put a hand on his shoulder. Shota gasped when he did that. His omega
keened internally and told him to give in to the alpha. He forced his mind to
stop thinking that. Izuku was his student!

Truth be told, Aizawa never had anything with an alpha. Shirakumo died before
they could ever be a thing, and Hizashi was a beta. And again, he was never
interested in dating anyway. He wasn’t the stereotypical omega. He knew that
he wasn’t attractive to most alphas. He wasn’t cute or sexy. He never had
the urge to have a child or mate with an alpha, either.

But now, when Izuku – a prime alpha at that – placed one hand on his
shoulder, he couldn’t stop the shiver running through his body. He couldn’t
stop the heat that collected in his womb.

Izuku scooted closer, his arm slowly wrapping itself around Shota’s shoulders.
“It’s okay to cry. I won’t judge!” Aizawa huffed internally. Of course,
Midoriya wouldn’t do that. He remembered how much he used to cry in his first
year.

Shota knew that what they were doing wasn’t good. Izuku shouldn’t be this
close. He wore scent patches, but they couldn’t hold all of his scent; they
weren’t fresh ones, either. He could smell the calming aroma of pine that
surrounded him. Pine and freshly cut grass, it made him feel like he was sitting
in a clearing in a pine forest. It was a heavy aroma, it grounded him, and his
nervousness slowly subsided. It helped him to calm down.

He felt so guilty for using his student like this. He was the adult; he should
comfort his students, not the other way around. Then again, the situation
wasn’t normal.

Izuku held him close for some time. Shota had placed his head on his shoulder,
and he could feel Midoriya’s hand gripping his in return. He felt oddly safe
and secure. His upset omega calmed down, and was content with the whole
situation. However, his conscience screamed at him to stop. This was so
inappropriate!

But his omega won; he didn’t move and let Izuku hold him. It felt too good to
stop now. The calming presence of the alpha helped a great deal.

He could hear the soothing, rumbling sound coming from Izuku’s chest. It was a
calming tone, and Shota closed his eyes.

“Why is it that I might lose all my friends?” Aizawa mumbled. “First
Shirakumo, now these two …” he didn’t mean to tell this to his student,
but he couldn’t stop himself.

“They will pull through. You will see!” Izuku encouraged him. “Everything
will be okay.”

Aizawa knew that those were just empty words, spoken to reassure him for the
moment. No one could say what would happen. But he gladly accepted those words.
He was so tired, but his mind was racing. He just wanted it to stop.

Shota groaned when the heat in his abdomen got heavier. He felt his body
temperature rising and the wetness in his pants. He gasped when he realized that
his body was going into heat!

When an omega was extremely stressed, they could sometimes go into heat. The
doctors called it Dry Heat; nobody really knew why this occurred, but Dry Heats
were quite unhealthy.

He smelled the spice in his scent and leaned away from Midoriya. “Y-You should
get going …” Aizawa mumbled. He could feel how his body started to produce
slick, and his underwear got soaked in no time. Embarrassed, he looked up to
Midoriya, the alpha was sniffing the air, and a low growl escaped from his
chest.

Shota’s omega purred, trying to lure the alpha in. His body screamed for the
presence of an alpha! And given that Shota had never had an alpha before, he
didn’t know what to do when he smelled the slightly musky scent that Izuku
started to emit. His scent patches were full and couldn’t hold much more.

“Mr. Aizawa?” Izuku’s eyes were wide, and only now Shota realized what was
going on. He was way too close to Izuku; he hadn’t even realized that he had
crawled up to his student. His breathing was heavy when he fumbled on Izuku’s
scent patches.

“’M sorry,” he murmured; when he sniffed at the alpha, a trill escaped his
throat. He knew better than to do what he was about to do. Shit, why couldn’t
he stop? He was the adult here! He shouldn’t do it! It would ruin his life!
And not only his but Midoriya’s as well!

“Mr. Aizawa …” Izuku placed a hand on his cheek, wiping away some of the
tears. The hand was so warm on his skin; no one had ever touched him like this.
It felt so intimate … No, stop it!

“You’re going into heat, aren’t you?” He sounded nervous, and he
didn’t seem to know what to do. Shota couldn’t blame him; he was still a
kid. This would get him in so much trouble. Why couldn’t he bring himself to
stop doing what he was doing?

Just once in his life, he wanted to feel something good, but he got
disappointment after disappointment. “Yes …” he murmured. “You need to
go,” it pained him so much to say this, but Izuku had to leave!

“But you look like you’re in pain,” much to his disbelief, Izuku leaned
even closer to him. This was not good! Shota felt so overwhelmed. The situation
with Hizashi and Nemuri, the alcohol, and the lack of sleep, made it so that he
couldn’t think clearly.

His omega wanted it so badly. The prime alpha in front of him was perfect!
“I’m sorry,” Shota apologized again before he pressed his lips against
Midoriya’s. Fuck, what was he doing? This was the end …

Midoriya was shocked at first, but his alpha instincts must have taken over
because he reciprocated the kiss only seconds later. It was tender and
inexperienced. When they separated, they were both breathless.

Shota felt disgusted by himself. He couldn’t kiss his students, damnit! Izuku
brushed long strands of hair behind his ear. Then, seconds later, he sealed
their lips again. “I’m not going to leave you alone when you are in pain,”
Izuku muttered.

And Aizawa’s brain shut out when he heard the might in Izuku’s alpha voice.
He sunk deeper into this well of misery. His life was over the moment he let
Izuku into his apartment, so he might as well use that, no?

Carefully, Shota crawled closer and straddled his student’s legs. He was so
disgusting! He continued to kiss Izuku. His underwear was completely drenched in
slick now, and sitting was uncomfortable. His heat was slow, but he knew that it
would only get worse from here on out.

He pressed himself against Izuku’s body, the alpha was a lot taller than him
now, and it made Shota feel small but very safe. Izuku eagerly reciprocated his
kisses, and the musk in his scent got stronger.

Shota broke the kiss when he moved a little and could hear the squelching in his
pants. The slick was too uncomfortable. “Midoriya … Come with me, yes?” He
asked desperately. The working side of his brain screamed at him for being such
a shitty person. Taking advantage of his student was unacceptable!

Midoriya got up, nodding; he followed Aizawa to the small bedroom. He looked at
the bed; it vaguely remembered a nest, and there weren’t many nesting
materials in it. He looked over at Aizawa, who undressed his black jumpsuit.
Izuku could smell the slick and the increasing spiciness of his teachers smell.

He was behind the omega, pushing the hair out of the way so that he could nibble
at the soft skin. Shota was sweaty from the heat already, and Izuku’s fingers
on his skin burned him up even more. He begged that he could stop himself. What
he had done so far was already sinful, but maybe not too late. But if they
continued, there was no going back …

The omega turned in his alpha’s arms and pressed himself against the muscular
chest. Their bodies melted together, and it felt too good!

Shota groaned when Izuku pushed him slowly toward the bed. His legs hit the
edge, and he sat down, watching in horrified awe how Izuku pulled his shirt over
his head. His toned, sharp body came into his view, and Aizawa ran a hand over
Izuku’s ripped stomach.

His hands wandered to the alpha’s pants, and he opened them; his brain was
completely fried because of his heat. He couldn’t, no! He pulled them down,
and the alpha’s giant cock immediately sprang into his face. He saw how thick
it was; the deflated knot was already huge.

Izuku pushed him back and slowly crawled onto the bed, kicking off his shoes and
pants in the process. His eyes glowed red when he pressed more kisses onto the
omega’s lips. Shota closed his eyes and let himself go; he opened his legs and
invited the alpha in. Slick was gushing out of him, covering his thighs and
soiling the sheets.

“Omega …” Izuku murmured against the skin of Shota’s neck. His lips were
constantly wandering, and his hard cock brushed against Shota’s cocklet and
pussy; he let out a mewl.

“Alpha, please,” he answered. Never in his life did he imagine himself
begging an alpha, especially not one of his students, to fuck him.

Izuku’s calloused fingers found their way to his pussy; two of them dug deep
into him, making him moan. At this point, his head truly cut out.

“Please, please, please,” he stammered, strands of long hair stuck to his
sweaty face. And Izuku complied. His alpha wanted the omega to feel good. So he
shifted his position and knelt in front of Shota. He pulled him closer, and his
legs left and right of Izuku’s hips. The tip of the large phallus slowly
pierced through Shota’s hole.

His eyes rolled up when the massive cock got shoved into him. He couldn’t
believe how good it felt to be filled up! His eyes closed, and heavier moans
escaped him when Izuku started to move. It was a steady rhythm, and it was very
comfortable. They were both inexperienced, and Shota felt that Izuku tried his
best to make it pleasurable.

Time simultaneously ran away and stagnated. It felt like forever in which Izuku
was just slamming into him, making his insides raw. They kissed over and over
again. And just for a moment, Shota forgot about everything else. He forgot
about Hizashi and Nemuri. He forgot about Shirakumo. Even that this alpha that
fucked him senseless was his damn student. Nothing mattered.

He groaned out loud when Izuku popped his knot into him, clogging him up, unable
to get away. It felt so good! Loads of cum shot into Shota’s cunt, and he
mewled in excitement.

It continued for hours, that much Shota knew, but everything was a blur at one
point. He forgot himself and everything around him. “My omega,” he heard
Izuku murmur.

“Yes, alpha!” Shota answered, and he exposed his neck. He was so out of it
that he didn’t even register what was about to happen.

Izuku sunk his teeth into his scent glands; the pain was sharp but quick, making
Shota climax heavily. His mate! He moaned out loud when the knot deflated.

But his alpha flipped him around and started to assault his pussy again; he was
ready to go. And Shota just let him. He was content with everything that
happened. He was nothing more than a bitch in heat at the moment, ready to be
bred senseless.

 

Shota wasn’t sure how much time had passed. Sunlight shone through the windows
of his apartment, blending him. He felt strong arms around his body. Wait? What?
What the hell happened?

He looked up, and his body froze when he saw the person next to him. Shit! What?
He was so confused; he didn’t know what had happened. Quickly, he sat up and
stared at his naked, cum-bloated body.

Slowly, pieces of the night before returned. Shit! How could he get so drunk
that he had ever allowed something like this? He needed to stay calm! But it was
hard, given that he had ruined his life.

Izuku woke up, he grumbled, sensing the distress in the omega next to him.
“Mr. Aizawa?” He questioned. Blinking, he looked around, and similarly to
his teacher, the realization hit him hard. “Oh, shit!” His eyes snapped to
Shota’s neck. “Oh, fuck!” He looked like he had seen a ghost when he
reached out, pushing his fingers against the omega’s neck.

A heavy pain went through Shota, and now he realized that Izuku had mated him!
He was screwed, so damn screwed! His life was over. He would lose his job. He
would go to prison!

Izuku had been eighteen for barely a month, but he was still his student! They
would never let him work at a school again! Besides, he was now mated to him.
This was probably the worst part! How could he let this happen? Panic flooded
his body, and he didn’t know what to do. He had never had a situation like
this before.

“Mr. Aizawa!” Izuku called him, grabbing him by the shoulders. “W-We need
to clean you up. I … I bred you last night!” Panic was also in Izuku’s
voice. Numb, Shota nodded, and he got out of bed. Izuku brought him over to the
bathroom, trying not to freak out himself.

They cleaned up, which was awkward; Shota was embarrassed. Izuku as well, the
poor kid, was completely red-faced.

After this torturous procedure, they sat on the couch. They needed to talk about
what would happen now. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Aizawa!” Izuku said after a
while, tears running down his face. “I shouldn’t have stayed.”

A pang surged through Shota’s body when he saw his distressed student.
“It’s not your fault, Midoriya! I took advantage of you! Not the other way
around! Please, don’t think you did anything wrong.” He tried to console
him. “I’m the adult here, and I should have … I should have been more
resistant. I apologize for doing this to you.”

“No! I could have walked away when you told me to, but I was stubborn. I never
smelled an omega in heat before, and it was just so overwhelming.” There was
still panic in his voice.

Aizawa exhaled. “Same goes for me, I never had an alpha, so I didn’t know
how to handle this … It was foolish of me to let you stay so close to me
…” His instincts told him to go closer to his alpha; he could clearly feel
how upset his mate was. “And then the mating thing …” His fingers trailed
over the fresh bite mark on his neck.

“I didn’t know what came over me, Mr. Aizawa. What are we going to do
now?” Izuku looked so terrified.

Aizawa shrugged. “I have no idea. I can try to cover up the mark with scent
patches and collars. But I also think this doesn’t matter. I’m going to be
kicked out anyway.”

“What?” Izuku looked at him wide-eyed.

“Midoriya, I seduced a student!” He told him. “I not only seduced you, but
I also let you mate me. My life is over, and I can blame no one but myself!”
He was so pathetic; he was just the worst.

“No! Mr. Aizawa! I’m not a kid anymore. I participated in this as well! I
don’t want you to be kicked out! You are a great teacher! You don’t deserve
to be kicked out!” Izuku grabbed him by the shoulder. “I’m sure the
principal will understand if we explain it to him?” His hopeful gaze got dark
when Shota shook his head. “Or maybe we just don’t tell anyone! You cover up
the mark, and we pretend as if this here,” he pointed between them, “never
happened.” Tears were still in Izuku’s eyes. “Nobody will know from whom
the mating mark is, so … maybe we can make this work. And a-aren’t there
ways to remove a mark?”

“I am not sure if there are. I never looked much into this since I never
planned on getting mated,” Aizawa confessed. “But, Midoriya, this will make
things so much more complicated! Don’t you think? I can’t judge you any
longer as I did before! As long as the mark is there, I will always … prefer
you.” The realization of what those words meant was terrifying him. He had
really ruined his life.

“But Mr. Aizawa! You have to pull yourself together! We have to hide it!
It’s probably the best option for you! I can’t let you get fired! You
don’t deserve any of this!” He looked Shota deep into the eyes.

Shota held his gaze, even though it was hard. He just wanted to lose himself in
those emerald irises. Shit, he already felt how he was being pulled in. He
closed his eyes and shook his head. “I don’t know. I should come clean …
Otherwise, who knows what will happen …”

Izuku frowned, but after a while, he exhaled. “Okay. It is your choice, Mr.
Aizawa. I will go back to my room now. I won’t tell anyone, I promise. But if
you decide to tell, then I’m still on your side, okay?” He tilted his head;
his gaze was so intense.

Aizawa swallowed heavily. “Alright … I will think about it.”

Izuku nodded and got up. “Hopefully, I will see you in class and not in the
principal’s office.”

With that, the student left, and Aizawa just stayed seated on the couch. He
stared at his coffee table. His mind was still numb and heavy, and he couldn’t
even fathom how he had gotten himself into this mess. Tears ran over his cheeks
when he thought about the disappointed look that Hizashi would give him when he
ever woke up.

How was he supposed to behave now? Could he really fake it? No way, right? They
would notice, right? Everything was such a fucking mess. How could he have done
this to Midoriya? His alpha, huh? Shit.

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