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So, I know I said I'm taking a hiatus...but chapter 10 of 𝒜 𝒞𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈 | #bkdk #omegaverse royalty AU was finished 2 weeks ago. So, ummm, happy March I guess

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Izuku sucked in a gasping breath as the strings of the corset were pulled tighter. He wasn’t used to such constricting clothes, but the queen mother had been extremely enamored with the idea of presenting him in Western Omega fashion at dinner.

“How am I supposed to eat? Or breathe?” Izuku huffed Mitsuki’s lady-in-waiting tied the ropes tight.

“Very carefully,” she smiled. “Oh you look lovely. The queen mother will eat you up. And I’ve a feeling so will the king.” She wagged her eyebrows at him in the reflection of the mirror.

“You really think Katsuki will like it?” Izuku asked, running his hands down the smooth and heavy fabric that adorned his body. It was the most extravagant piece he’d ever worn.

And despite the way the bony ribs of the corset rearranged his insides, he couldn’t deny that he liked the new silhouette. His cinched waist accentuated his wide hips and for once he understood why alphas went feral for a body like this.

“Absolutely,” the woman nodded resolutely. “Come, I’ll lead you to the dining hall where you will take your meals.”

The omega followed, stumbling a bit in the slight heel his feet had been forced into. The layers of baby blue and silver rustled loudly with each step, shoes clacking against the tile in a staccato echo.

His hair was still damp from the rain and his curls stuck to the tops of his ears even with the lacy ribbon that had been tied around his head.

For so many years Izuku had to hide his identity behind masculine fashions, but wearing something so pretty and feminine gave him a confidence he’d never experienced before.

As they turned the corner, the delicious scent of a hot meal reached his nose and his stomach rumbled. The corset felt like a barrier now.

It had been more than a week since Izuku had eaten a proper meal and to have those tantalizing smells before him but unable to indulge was torture. The lady slowed and stepped to the side of an open doorway.

Izuku peeked inside to find a grand dining room with crystal chandeliers and a massive sturdy table with velvet wrapped chairs. Ornate gold sconces decorated the walls, glittering under the flickering candlelight.

“Oh, you are a wonderful sight,” the queen mother gasped, rising from her seat to greet him at the door. “I just knew you would look lovely in pastels. And these skirts suit you.”

She pulled him into the room, hands on his shoulders as she positioned Izuku in front of her. “Isn’t he lovely, Katsuki?”

The king choked on his goblet of wine, scarlet eyes wide as he inhaled the alcohol. “Fuck, he’s not a dress-up doll!” Katsuki growled through a harsh cough.

Izuku felt his stomach drop suddenly. His hands brushed across the beautiful material, eyes cast to the floor. “I feel pretty,” he said in a soft voice. “But you don’t like it?” Emerald eyes rose to meet the dumbfounded face of his betrothed.

There was a flurry of movement as Katsuki scrambled out of his seat to stand before the omega. Warm fingers tucked under Izuku’s chin, forcing him to tilt his face upward.

“I didn’t say that,” Katsuki told him softly. “I just don’t want you to feel you are required to dress in whatever my mother requests.” The alpha’s gaze washed over the smaller man’s frame, cheeks dusted pink and cherrywood thickening with spice. “You look beautiful.”

Mitsuki cleared her throat, already seated at the table once again. Izuku felt his cheeks alight with heat and jumped back out of the king’s hold. “Dinner, my dears,” she nodded at the feast on the table.

Sitting was an entirely new obstacle to overcome as the corset forced Izuku to keep his back pin straight. It was uncomfortable having his range of motion hindered by a single garment.

The seafood soup was creamy and light, but by the time the third course was served, the omega was certain there was no room left in his abdomen. He was still hungry, but with the laces so tight, this was not a battle his stomach would win.

“Do you not like the food?” Katsuki asked, noticing the way Izuku pouted at his barely touched plate. “Is there something else I could have the chef make for you?”

“Oh no, I couldn’t eat another bite,” the omega lied, offering a wobbly smile. The king raised an eyebrow that told Izuku he didn’t believe his words, but after a moment, the alpha nodded and resumed his own meal. The freckled man slumped his shoulders, desperate to eat more.

It all smelled wonderful and these new dishes were so interesting. He really hadn’t thought he’d enjoy Western cuisine as much as he did. Too bad he couldn’t enjoy it to the fullest.

“It’s wonderful to see my brat actually has a soft side,” the queen mother spoke up between courses. “I was beginning to believe he was born without a heart.”

“Shut up, Hag,” Katsuki growled from the other side of the table. “You're the one with a hunk of ice where your heart is meant to be.”

Izuku shrunk in his seat as mother and son bickered over him. He’d never heard Katsuki yell before and though he wasn’t scared, it was startling just how loud the alpha could be.

When the king banged his fist on the table, making the china shake violently, the omega gasped and flinched. Everything stopped, silence descending over the room as a heavy tension filtered in.

Cautiously, Izuku met wide, scarlet eyes. There was fear there and when he blinked, shame washed over his face.

“I apologize,” Katsuki whispered and rose from his seat. Izuku followed suit out of respect. “I did not mean to frighten you.”

“I am not frightened,” Izuku spoke. “Merely startled by the escalation of this conversation.”

“You may retire to your room if you wish.” The king tilted his head in dismissal.

With a sinking feeling in his stomach, Izuku rushed from the room feeling unstable on his feet. A low whine echoed from the dining room behind him and it took everything in the omega to not turn right back around and comfort Katsuki.

Izuku tried his best to remember the route he took to get here, but every hallway looked just as extravagant as the last, confusing him until he had to stop and admit he was lost in this grand palace.

Glass doors were thrown open at the end of the hall, the sheer red curtains billowing in the breeze that flew in. The scent of sea salt and fresh air beckoned him closer until Izuku was standing on a veranda with magnificent views of the ocean.

Izuku's jaw dropped at the incredible vista, lungs stuttering in his shock of the beautiful sight.

“It is quite stunning,” a voice chuckled from the opposite end of the veranda.

A petite woman with brown hair leaned against the railing, cheek resting in her palm as she stared at the white-capped waves below. “I remember the first time I saw this place I was blown away as well.”

“I’m so sorry,” Izuku gasped, finding his voice again. “I did not mean to intrude.”

“You do no such thing,” she smiled. “I’d quite like some company actually.”

Izuku took a tentative step forward. Then another and another until his hands met the cool stone of the white railing and the breeze picked up, tousling his curls. He closed his eyes and hummed, remembering how wonderful the salty air had felt on the voyage here.

“You’re King Bakugou’s betrothed, correct?”

He nodded and turned to face her. “My name is Izuku.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Ochako Iida,” she curtseyed.

“Oh, you’re married to Katsuki’s advisor,” the omega nodded, remembering the tall alpha who had greeted them earlier.

“That’s right,” Ochako smiled. “My husband is quite relieved that you are here.”

“Really?” Izuku asked, surprised.

The woman laughed lightly, “Of course. The sooner the two of you are mated, the better. Then I won’t have to hear about the tizzy the entire court has been in the last three years.”

“I’m not sure I understand,” Izuku shook his head. “Katsuki is only courting me. There is no guarantee that the king will take me as his mate.”

Ochako scrunched her nose, “The court won’t like that. They have been throwing omegas at His Majesty since before King Masura passed. They will want the mating and subsequent pupping to happen quickly. Securing the throne is what matters most to them.”

The omega’s heart leapt into his throat. Did Katsuki intend to mate him so quickly? If there was pressure to marry and produce an heir, with the alpha force Izuku to share the burden as well?

His shock must have shown on his face because the petite woman stood up straight, alarm clear in her posture.

“Did he not tell you that he was meant to return with a mate?”

“Of course he did,” Izuku breathed. This corset felt ungodly tight. His head was spinning, black pressing in from the edges of his vision. “B-But Katsuki told me he wished to court me first.”

Ochako relaxed, a soft smile on her lips. “That’s very sweet of him, though I’m sure there will be pushback from the court.”

“But Katsuki is King. Should he not make that decision for himself?” Izuku gasped as the bones of the corset dug against his ribs harshly.

He felt like he couldn’t take a full breath. “This is all coming at me so fast, I’m not sure I-I-I-” the next moment he was stumbling forward. A soft body caught him, though his elbow still connected with the hard ground and he yelped in pain.

There was yelling from above, though most of it was drowned out by the rush of blood in his ears. The scent of salty sea air faded, overpowered by a sweet scent clinging to Ochako’s skirts.

Izuku’s head rested on the woman’s thighs, the only comfort he found as his lungs continued to burn through each quick breath. If only he could take in big gulps of air, he would feel much better.

The rush of feet coming at him faded to black as he slipped into unconsciousness, but Izuku was sure he picked up the familiar scent of cherry wood and spice before he passed out.
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