“Ngghh th-there’s a g-good boy… s-so good for me baby… l-look at you… fuck you look s-so good choking on my cock…” he’d *preen* if he could think about anything other than how full he felt,
“S-shit… gonna breed you so good Denki… gonna… gonna f-fill you so full… so fuckin full of m-my pups, you want that lightnin bug? You want lil sparks, baby?”
“M’gonna… fuck Denki m’gonna… s-shit… s-sh---!” Hot warmth hit the back of his throat, Shinsou’s movements becoming jerky, sloppy as he came,
Denki slammed his hips back on a particularly hard thrust inwards, knot caught, locking them tight Tetsu’s groan could probably be heard all the way at the firepit as he released into his mate, claws digging deep into Denki’s thick, juicy thighs,
Half an hour earlier, Kirishima had bee-lined directly for the tent he’d come from, trying to remain calm, it was fine, everything was fine, they were his species! They wouldn’t rat him out right? He couldn’t have lied to them even if he wanted to either,
He walked in on something… very unexpected, and honestly if not for the immediate confusion and conflicting emotions, he would have snapped,
“High Queen, she rules over the homelands, all of the Homelands… and she’s my mother”
“Mmhm, I’m assumin you’ve heard of her?”
“Who HASN’T… is… do you really think… she’d like me?” What if she recognised him?
“C-can we not just do this wedding thing now? Do we have to go there?”
The camp was mostly packed up by the time Tetsu managed to track down their elusive little spy, most tents broken down to tarp and wood, her magic was rare and incredibly valuable, but hiding from a dragon’s senses, even while technically invisible, was impossible.
“Hmmmm… okay big guy, it’s not like I’m busy!” He *knew* she was there, and after a short internal celebration for his success
“Oh… my god” the hallways opened up in the end, all converging on one large, cavernous room,
The bones were cold to the touch, rough, covered in dust and sand as they sat there untouched for gods only knew how long, the first to meet her hand was female…
Time to see what they had upstairs.
The soldiers were next on her list of things to investigate, there were many of them, and most of the ones she passed were silent and watchful, guarding as was their duty but Hagakure knew where to go to find the gossip.
“Oi Gaku, you just come off the tower shift?”
“What about the Vibra?”
“Dunno, that was Hiyora’s men, you know how most of those fuckers like a tight ass more than a pretty little cunt, ++
“Mmhm, wife’s bein a bitch about shit, will be good to get some decent pu---” Hagakure didn’t catch the rest, the two men leaving the barracks,
Catching up with the group of guards was done easily enough, they were headed for a door at the end of the hallway, she had to keep behind them,
there was a thick cock *shoved* into the open hole, the soldier burying himself to the hilt in her throat, forcing her to choke on him groaning as he wrapped one hand around one of her little horns, and the other on the headboard,
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“What hurts?” It went against everything she’d ever learnt about staying out of sight, but this little girl… she knew she was there, there was no reason to stay silent, the girl *knew* she was there.
“W-why… why can’t, can’t I see you?” She seemed coherent enough, not nearly as drunk as the little pink shifter had been, maybe it was the smell?
“It’s my magic little one… what’s your name?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna feel your forehead for a second, is that okay?”
“M-mh-hmm” Hagakure pressed the back of her palm to the child’s forehead, warm… too warm, sweaty, her hair already sticking to her skin
“How long have you been in here, Kyoka?”
“D-do… do I have… do I have to kill someone? M’not… I don’t w-wanna… I’m s-sorry please d-don’t make me…”
Hold the *fuck* up “Kill?”
Someone nice that gets to leave… Ei… “does he have pretty red hair, Kyoka?”
“Okay, thank you Kyoka… I promise when I come back for you, you wont ever have to kill anyone okay? No killing, ever, but I need to ask, what normally makes these pains go away?”
“…. O-okay…” Hagakure gave the girl a quick hair ruffle and left the way she’d come in. Slipping down out of the tower and onto the streets,
She hopped on the moment it passed by, slipping through the tarp covering the inside with practiced ease, and thankfully, her assumption was correct, just crates, fabrics,
A seam in the wall at the very end of what appeared to be a dead end caught her attention an hour into her exploration of the palace, several guards had passed her by,
She scrambled to her feet, ready to move as it opened, and fuck did it open, the doorway took up most of the wall,
Another deep breath, and she began her trek downwards, down and down she was almost sure this staircase would never end, the scent from earlier,
These people really did bury their secrets.
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No wonder Omega’s were going extinct.
A quick look around her surroundings revealed a walkway, the steps up it were across the room but still nowhere near the breeding pit, the walkway extending all the way around the far side of the room but…
So on she went, eyes never leaving the pit, even as one or two of the omegas in the furthest away pens looked up at the walkway,
“---ow about outpost 4?”
The pins were set apart from each other, each one in an area marked with darker ink like a border line, she needed a good look at this if she was going to recreate it later.
“Alright, I’ll get one of the carts to take one of em out there tomorrow”
“What about 5 and 6?”
“Bolt struck the supports; cage went off the edge of the cliff”
Hagakure had heard more than enough to figure out what was happening, they’d worked out a perfect little cycle here,
Wouldn’t be difficult now she knew the way, all she had to do was wait for opportunities to slip through doors and get out, it'd take time but she had time to spare.
The sun was already high in the sky by the time she'd dodged and weaved her way out of that pit, sunlight streaming through the windows of the hallway that held the hidden door in the wall and more guards now lined the hallways, but it didn’t matter much,
“Mhm, it’s about time, T I’ve been waiting all night”
“But… this was to stay betw---”
All Bakugo saw was red.
Explosions crackled from his palms, small pops one by one, growing larger and larger each second his Shifter remained caged “Let. Him. Go”
“Tetsu what’s up with him?”
“You got the same weird smell as that emissary all over you, maybe that’s it?” She visibly lifted the wrap around her head and took a sniff of it,
She took off her head wrap, carefully tying it around the young shifter’s shoulders, the little Red automatically flopping to the ground,
They had a very long night ahead of them.
By the time she’d changed her clothes and had the map prepared, the camp was set up, Momo had created a nice area for Kirishima to be kept within,
By the time she’d set up the map, stretched it across two well-spaced posts at the front of the gathering, the rest of the small council had assembled,
Nobody ever stopped them from attending.
“These outposts are manned by their soldiers, and each one holds a dragon shifter new-born in a cage, luring Omega’s in from the wilds” silence, complete silence greeted her,
“W-why?!” Momo broke the silence, her expression aghast
“Kirishima told us he’s not ‘pure’ like he said he was…” Denki’s voice spoke up from the entrance to the pit, his tone every bit as remorseful as he could muster,
“Go on” Katsuki finally spoke, his voice still so quiet, it was… unnerving, how quiet he was, how much pain was laced into his words as he processed all the information being given to him. Nobody liked their king sounding so small.
The King looked back to his spy, “Go on Hagakure, I want you to explain it all to me before I make any decisions”
“So, we can’t send the dragons in to destroy it?”
“I wouldn’t try it, Tetsu’s already proven that he’s susceptible to it”
“He has?” Denki’s confused voice breaking through it all, when had his mate shown that?
“I’m aware sire, in light of what we’ve learnt tonight… I wish for nothing more”
“So, do we kill the shifter?” All eyes turned to Inasa, Bakugo instantly reminded just who this member of his tribe allied with
He couldn’t let him die here. He wouldn’t.
Kirishima felt groggy when he finally came to his senses, the familiar haze he usually felt in his room back home slowly drifting away, gaze sharpening, sight focusing to see Katsuki, sat there in front of him, but… but *not* in front of him?
“Don’t bother, you ain’t getting out of them”
“Not yet you haven’t, but I hear you were planning too” shit… okay, he could still play dumb, they had no proof, right?
“N-no… no I don’t… I don’t know what you me---”
Kirishima had two options, just two, he could lie… plead innocence, but he’d never been caught out before so experience in that just wasn’t something he had… or… or he could tell the truth…
“And why couldn’t you?”
“I have to go back… I have too… I don’t have much time left; they’ll expect me back soon I gotta…”
“You don’t understand… you couldn’t understand you---”
“Hagakure” Bakugo’s warning was low, side eyeing the space to his left,
“What? He’s practically human, it’s ridiculous… all the others could sense me, even the omegas in the pens could catch that I was there, this is stupid” Kirishima’s ears drooped,
“… They spend their first years with their sires, they learn about themselves and their natural abilities… I didn’t… I don’t remember my parents…”
“So, the fuck made you different?”
“Oh we can, an the only reason you’re fightin so hard is cause they have you trained like a fuckin *dog*, you’re not a Red, you’re a *slave*, trained an conditioned to be loyal to them, ++
“Ei… We’re gonna let you out”
“Sure thing chief, lips are sealed” he turned back to his mate, a small grin on his lips
Could he belong somewhere else? Was that really possible?
It was open the door was open to him, Bakugo stood there taking a chance on him, knowing what he was, he was taking a chance “what… what if I hurt you?”
Now he’d found out he had attitude, he was a smart ass, a little chaotic, and even if that was just a ploy to make him feel comfortable… gods he hoped it was truly him.
“I don’t give a fuck what you think you ‘deserve’, now come out yourself, or I’m comin in and draggin you out, I guarantee… you’ll like one of them way more than the other”
“Yeah? Guess you’re in the right place then, s’not like you’re marryin into a stand-up family y’know… I’ve hurt people too, you really should meet the old hag, she’s hurt a *lot* of people” Bakugo’s hand gently stroked through his hair,
“Mmhm… my alpha”
“Don’t give a shit, watch all you want”
He wanted to stay… he *desperately* wanted to stay here, he could belong here, fuck he *did* belong there. He’d just felt like he didn’t have a choice.
“Yeah Katsu… definitely for the better…”
“M’kaayy” Hagakure let out a long yawn mid-response, clearly stretching with how her voice changed “be careful Blasty”
“Katsu…? How much did I miss?”
“Oi, don’t look so goddamn betrayed, look… they made sure to keep you safe while you were all loopy, until Momo made your cage they both looked after you, ++
“Why was I loopy?”
Where was the fun in that?
“Are the clothes gone?”
“They’re staring at me”
Nobody was actually looking at him, in fact they were doing their own thing, pitching up tents for the night,
“You wasted that plate of food the other night, don’t lie and say you didn’t”
“But you’re not mad! You’re acting like nothing’s even happened!” He didn’t understand
“But I COULD have, I was GOING to”
“Intendin to do it isn’t the same as fuckin doin it Ei, m’not gonna string you up just cause some assholes forced you to do shady shit, ++
Then rip it all away as punishment…
“B-but… you… you only wanted me… c-cause I was… w-was *pure* or w-whatever”
“T-to be fair… I k-killed most of them” spoken in between tiny sniffles
“Oh, we’re gonna, m’gonna take great pleasure in ripping that city apart” Kirishima shouldn’t have enjoyed that thought as much as he did, he knew he shouldn’t,
“An… an the young shifters? What about them?”
“… Will they just… let me stay with them?”
The journey to the homelands was long, with a few rest stops along the way, they were no longer truly interested in getting there before the end of the season, Bakugo just wanted to get there, as quickly as they could.
“We’ve hit our deadline!” Hagakure hopped from her horse, she’d been riding close, as promised keeping an eye on the shifter “T! Can you fly him the rest of the way?”
“M’not fuckin LEAVING him!” Bakugo was off his horse and by his mate’s side in moments,
“I’ll fly all three of you, Denki’s gonna need to go too, he’s the only one who can hold him”
Bakura was… a surprisingly peaceful land for the type of people it contained, both entrances were difficult to get through so outsiders were rare, and invasions from any other angle were impossible so it was a mostly peaceful city,
“OI HAG, WE GOT AN EMERGENCY HERE!”
“He’s a Red shifter your highness, we need help getting him up into the mountains, Tetsu an I can’t go up there but… but you and your son should be able to!”
“What the hell happened to him?”
“We really don’t have time to expla—”
“Well, make time!”
“He’s one of them though! He’s a Red, he’s a Red shifter, you gotta help me get him there, please, they can help him, they can keep him safe… please help us” he was desperate,
“Katsuki… who is this shifter to you?”
“He’s… he’s mine…” how vague, a quick glance to Denki gave her the answer she needed, he tapped his own neck, then pointed to the blond on the bed,
“Oh Katsuki… no wonder…” she spoke under her breath before taking a deep breath,
“Easy now, it’s going to be okay, we’re not going to hurt him, stay calm” everything would be okay, they’d deal with this calmly “what is it, Chiyo?”
Mitsuki remembered all to clearly the first time she’d laid eyes upon Kirishima Eijirou, a bubbly little black-haired baby with the biggest ruby red eyes she’d ever seen, swaddled in the finest of red and gold silk wraps
“Hisa… Gods above he’s *beautiful*… I only wish Katsuki was here to meet him” maybe next time, they could make a day of it! Or a week... or more?
“So soon? Gods he’s coming into it fast, isn’t he?” Mitsuki wiggled her fingers just out of the little boy’s reach,
“He’s LOVELY in his own way Mitsu, you know that” she laughed, while still bouncing her little bundle of joy in her arms
“Ehhh too ‘big Alpha’ for me, I like my partners submissive, you know that” a wink from the blonde had the shorter red haired woman laughing just as sweetly as her son, breath taking, like the sweetest of melodies.
Left that entirely to her fellow Omega mate.
Eijirou was the first young to come from their little family, they hoped he wouldn’t be the last.
“He’s only just left this past week, Hisa… he won’t be back for months unless there’s some kind of crisis and well… he’s a powerful little brat, I wish you’d have come a week sooner” she knew they would be,
“We can still stay though, right?” Eijirou’s little hand wiggled the finger still in his grasp, bright, happy laughter bubbling from him as the Queen simply let him play,
“As if I’d *ever* turn *you* down, Hisa” The guards behind Hisa visibly rolling their eyes at how thick this Queen was laying on that charm, no wonder Irila rarely wanted to descend with her,
“Your highness” one of the guards coughed, awkward and uncomfortable in the presence of such *heavy* eye contact.
Could cut that tension with a fucking *knife*.
“B-but Your hi---”
Not that anyone there would want to harm them anyway.
Mitsuki remembered the very last time she saw Eijirou, it was that same week, that same week she’d spent bonding with the little Prince, chasing him around her tent, that same week she’d been totally wrapped up in her beautiful guest and barely secret love affair.
The shifters that searched, didn’t return, vanishing just as their Queen had, the humans that searched tirelessly for months, couldn’t find anything, not a trace left behind.
“Ma?” Katsuki’s voice, uncharacteristically soft as his mother’s eyes began to water, hand over her mouth, skin paler than usual it was like she’d seen a ghost… and now she looked at him, now she really looked past the pain on his young face… oh gods he looked like her…
Suddenly once again, they were thrown into uncertainty, the whole picture now cast in shadow, part of it in Mitsuki’s hands.
“Can I… Can I ask how you know Kirishima first? You knew his name, and well… we didn’t have a chance to say it”
“Maybe… maybe you should sit do---”
“Uh…” even Tetsu stood down, stepping back a fraction, she was calm, but she was talking about loved ones,
“Can you take me to it?” She had to get answers, and she’d rip each and every one of the men on that outpost apart to get them.
“… Who gathered this information?”
Mitsuki would never forgive them for giving up so quickly.
Their twin responses were both as shaken as each other, Tetsu’s calm façade snapping like a twig as his jaw dropped to release a soft “… Oh” at the same time as his equally shocked mate.
That made Eijirou… a Prince.
But someone had to tell the Shifters.
If he was their lost prince… the only real heir to their throne, they’d want to know.
“I think the fuck not, you can’t keep your pheromones in check, gonna get me killed, don’t make me tell you twice, I promise I will be back before dark, now get your ass back in that tent” he didn’t want to,
It’d be fine, he’d be fine.
He felt their presence the moment he stepped foot onto the dirt path that lead up the mountain, even as he reverted back, shifting to his human form, he could feel their presence, he couldn’t see them, but he knew they were there.
They were watching him.
Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around his stomach, just in case. Amber hues darting around him, trying to see them, he could FEEL them but… seeing them amongst the rocks? Amongst the mountain side?
To his left, and right, both cliff faces moved on either side, just by a little, but it was enough, more than enough to know this pass was guarded.
He was frozen as the two shifters moved, crawled along the cliff face, eyeing him as they both moved, twin growls echoing around the chasm, the arms around his waist tightened, taking a deep breath, he steeled himself,
“This is for them to hear, not you, I am unarmed, I have no stores of electricity, I need to speak with them immediately, please”
“It’s… it’s really hard not to be anxious, I know they’re there, but I can’t *see* them” it felt like he was being watched by ghosts,
But he wasn’t now, he’d managed it, despite everything he’d managed it, and here he was risking it all for someone he’d really only known for a little while.
Hearing this monster of an alpha talk of his mate, it made him normal… it made him seem less like a threat and more like just another shifter
It was like he’d entered another world as they crossed the archway into the city, built into the heart of a great chasm between two mountains, several arching bridges connected the two intricately carved walkways opposite each other, and if he looked down,
“Come little beta, it’s a long way down”
“I can fly down, I’m small I shou---”
A civilisation could not survive with only Betas and Alphas, they would die out within a few generations.
“I can’t tell you anything, I’m sorry… if I say anything, I could risk you all” gossip could spread, Shifter's could head out looking for this lure,
“Then why not right now?”
“I am mated to a Steel Weaver and a human with mind manipulation magic, not much frightens me” the guardians up above frightened him, but they were true Dragons, nothing could stop a true Red if it decided you were its next meal.
They’d live up high, overlooking the city not below it.
“It would be rude of me to refuse the first request a Queen has of me, your highness… You may call me Denki”
And Kirishima Irila, was NOT as soft as she appeared. But then… she WAS a Red, never underestimate a Red.
A large hand was placed on his shoulder,
“Don’t worry, Tah’il, go to the kitchens, find you and your brother a good meal, take it back on your return trip”
“Please Denki, come” beckoning him to the foot of her little staircase, Daiji remaining behind him, he was safe… he was safe, they wouldn’t hurt him, he was safe.
“*Given* to you? Why do you use that word? You said he was recovered…” Irila quick on the draw, leaning forward in her throne, perfectly arched brow raising in challenge.
“You won’t learn ANYTHING unless you calm down and back off, if you kill me the knowledge I have dies with me!” He was mated to a Steel Weaver; he would not be bullied.
They took a step back, but upon peeking around his wings, he found both shifters had changed,
“You said *given* to you, explain why”
“The city he was being held in trains young shifters to… to…”
An infertile Omega.
“… How do they train the children?” Shit.