He laughs but complies—or rather, he lifts Inori up so he can comply. He got lubricating bath salts so the water isn't the annoyance it usually would be, and that plus Inori's own wetness and the past several months of practice makes it easy to get in.

Practice or not it still hurts but he's been Pavlov'd into finding even that to be enjoyable, so the moan is in large part pure pleasure. All this shitty alpha's fault.

Once he's all the way in he reaches back to where Inori had been perching to find the water controls and make the tub stop filling up, then turns on the massage jets.

"You always feel so good around my cock," he breathes into Inori's ear. "Maybe I should keep you there all the time."

"That's," gasp, "impractical," he says in a thin strained voice. "And you'd get bored."

"I'm never bored of you," he says, then resumes his ministrations, adding hip movements to them.

Inori helps, to the extent that he can, although it's always difficult to really properly take actions when he's like this. His brain is mostly mush.

That's fine, Tōkan is not in any rush. He seems to be in a patient phase.

His mouth gets more aggressive, bites getting more frequent as his movements get a bit faster and more forceful. And every time he licks close to the nape of Inori's neck Inori shivers and tenses, but doesn't pull away.

But then he starts actually kissing and sucking and even lightly biting there and Inori jumps every time, takes a quick ragged breath in, whimpers a bit. "Sensitive?" Tōkan whispers.

Inori just nods then shivers again, not really super able to words right this moment.

"I could bite you," he says, then demonstrates, harder than he's been doing but definitely not near enough to break the skin. "Much harder than this. It would be easy... And you taste so good, little lamb."

Another shiver, this time accompanied by a small pitiful whine. He doesn't pull away, though, and actually seems to even be pushing himself closer to Tōkan.

Tōkan bites again, harder, but then licks and kisses Inori's neck. "Not today. When you're ready, my lamb. I love you."

Inori turns his head back and to the side so he can kiss his boyfriend. He's feeling rather very needy right this second.

    "Yamada told you, then."

Tōkan grins. "He did. I'm curious how exactly it went with you."

    "He was trying to buy romance manga to see if it'd help him figure out what love is."

"...that's so fucking cute."

    "He's clueless."

"Come on, Subaru, you can't seriously say you don't think that's adorable."

    "I'm gay, Tōkan."

"And?"

     "...yeah fine it's kinda cute. Not my type though."

"It wouldn't be, would it, your type has a bigger co—"

        "Tōkan-kun?"

He looks over to look at the source of the voice. "Oh, hi, Tami-chan. 'Sup?"

        "Is it true?"

...he doesn't need to ask what she means, from the tone of voice it's kinda obvious, but he does anyway. "What is?"

        "That you're dating an omega?"

Sigh. "Yeah."

        "That it's Yamada Inori? The crazy boy from Yoshikiri High?"

    "Inoue, you are not seriously saying you expected his answer to be in the negative, here."

        "...no, I guess not, just..." She looks at Subaru, then back at Tōkan. "Why? Everyone thought you two were gonna end up together..."

Oh, ouch, why would you say that in front of Subaru, Tamiki, that's insensitive as fuck. He glances at his friend for a second, who is keeping an impassively nonchalant face, but he can see the note of tension. "It's complicated." It's really not, not objectively, but this is fucking Kokonoe High, anyone dating an omega is news.

In any case, he has a pretty good guess about what the next question is going to be.

        "...is it the sex? I've heard stories about—and there was a rumour Yamada Inori doesn't take suppressants—"

"Tami-chan, I beg that you think about who exactly it is you're talking to for a moment. Inori did not seduce me with pheromones and however good or bad the sex is it was never going to be the main reason." And the next thought: "He's not pregnant either."

        "And is your father..."

"He's aware of it," Tōkan shrugs. "You can guess how he feels about it. I've never been particularly fond of the idea of making him proud."

        She chews on her lower lip for a bit, while her face goes through several complicated expressions in a row.

"Also if you could let Naoko know that she can just come talk to me rather than relying on rumours, that'd be appreciated."

        "How'd you—" Sigh. "Yeah I will."

"Thank you. Anyway, uh, sorry if I'm... disappointing or anything. Nothing really needs to change."

        She looks at him dubiously then says, "Okay."

"...on a completely different note, did that book you were looking forward to get released? We haven't caught up in a while, I lost track. It was this month, right?"

        "Oh! Yeah, next week, I'm so excited! I'm gonna reread the whole series this week so everything's fresh in my mind..."

"That bothers you," Subaru observes after their next class; Tamiki occupied all of the rest of their break so Tōkan and he couldn't resume their conversation until now. "The thing with Inoue."

    "Yeah. I knew it was gonna happen eventually, actually kinda surprised if took this long."

"No one really took the idea of the Kokonoe heir actually doing that seriously, I guess, especially with how much you always said that you'd never have sex with an omega."

    "Come on, the fact that we were having sex was obvious months ago, he keeps showing up."

"Yeah and a lot of people took that as a sign that everything you'd said about the subject was just trying to posture about being so modern and actually you were just like everyone else and thought omegas were sex toys."

    He lets his head hit the wall behind him and stares at the ceiling. "What'd I do to deserve this."

"You want a list or..."

    "Fuck off, Subaru."

"You're just whining, you knew about everything I said."

    "I want to live in a world where it's not a fucking international incident that someone from Kokonoe is dating an omega."

"Not just someone, it's you and the demon omega from Shikiri. When Tōta got an omega girlfriend—"

    "Well he definitely thinks omegas are just sex toys, I'm so goddamn sad for his girlfriend."

"By all appearances she agrees..."

    "That makes it worse. You see how that makes it worse, right?"

"I'm not kinkshaming."

    "It's—I mean I guess maybe she does kink on it but it's a whole society thing. Omegas are people, and people aren't toys."

    "I think this might be the hundredth time we've had this conversation," observes Subaru.

"It just keeps coming up."

    "It's Kokonoe High."

"Well I'm gonna fix it."

    "The school?"

"The damn world. ...but probably starting with the school. I am the Kokonoe heir."

    "You think your father's actually gonna let you touch the school before he's dead?"

"I'll finagle something. He's very preoccupied with his image—"

    "Like father, like son..." murmurs Subaru.

"Okay first of all how dare you."

    "I'm not wrong."

"But you don't have to say it." Subaru just offers Tōkan a cheeky grin which he has to respond to with a kiss that makes Subaru squeak. Tōkan feels satisfied enough that he continues. "Anyway, he needs his heir to inherit something, and I'm pretty sure he's not even trying for another one. It would not be like him to cheat on his wife or even get a kid on the side with her consent, I existed already before they got married is the only reason she tolerates me, and she doesn't want to have any kids of her own. Plus she's getting old.

"So the old man's stuck with me, and even if I'll forever be a brat in his eyes it'll still be better if I have something to my name."

    "The school's kind of important though."

"Yeah but he hates it. He has no patience for teenagers and no real training as a teacher or anything like that; he went to business school. He'll be happy to offload it onto me if I frame it the right way."

    "Well good luck with that. Your father's right, managing a school does sound like a nightmare."

"This stupid goddamn world is a nightmare."

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> no particular plans
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> subaru

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> so... not a date?

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    Tōkan shows this conversation to Subaru as they pack their things after their last class. He snorts and says, "He's really weird."

"Yes he is," sighs Tōkan fondly.

    "And I presume you want me to come?"

"I think that was the closest he could get to saying he did, yeah."

    "I'm not fucking him."

"Yes, I know, you're gay and he's not interested. Even though it'd be pretty hot to watch—"

    Subaru punches him. Then he hums thoughtfully. "It... He made it sound like he's okay with the idea of a vee, though."

"My worry there is that this would hurt you, I don't want you to feel like you're second place or something."

    "What's even the difference between us being friends with benefits and the thing you've got going on with him?"

"...what's the difference between the way you feel about me and the way you feel about any other friend?"

    "I'm not fucking my other friends."

"I am."

    "Yeah but I'm still your best friend."

"I think you deserve someone who's going to make you their priority."

    "You've been talking about these things a lot more openly recently, you know."

"I'm not saying anything new."

    "No but you used to talk around it a lot more. Like you were trying to spare my feelings."

"I was."

    "And you're not anymore?"

"No, I think it's more that... It feels like the way you relate to those feelings changed? And it doesn't hurt you as much, anymore, or maybe even at all? To talk like this."

    "...hmm. I guess—"

        "Hey, Tōkan!"

Tōkan looks up blinking. He'd been walking on autopilot and was barely looking where he was going so he didn't notice Karato walking in front of him and stopping there facing him. "...hi. What's up?"

        "You're dating Yamada Inori?"

"Oh, has the rumour mill made it official?" he replies lightly, but now that he's paying attention he's noticed Hōji standing nearby, her arms crossed, sporting a venomous glare. And a couple of other kids seem to be paying undue attention to this while a lot of others are standing back. Tōkan does not like where this is going at all. He stops walking.

        "He fucked us up, and he's been doing that forever. He got Narishi and Takuo a while ago, too—"

"You know, giving me a list of classmates that my boyfriend beat up for being rapists isn't about to make me feel particularly moved to compassion."

            "You think you're so much better than us, don't you?" says Hōji. "Even while you're doing the same thing, just grabbing a hot piece of omega ass—"

    Tōkan squeezes his hands into fists and is about to say something when Subaru interrupts her and says, "Boyfriend. B o y f r i e n d. He literally just said. Tōkan isn't just using Yamada, they have a relationship. Had that crossed your mind? That two people might like each other and respect each other and want more than just sex?"

            "Seriously, Kageyama? He left you for that delinquent and you're still defending him?" she says, with an incredulous and condescending tone.

    "Well some of us have the maturity to deal with our relationships and emotions in rational, productive ways."

        "Everyone thought you were gonna get over that stupid stick up your ass about omegas when you grew up—"

"Do you have a point?" Tōkan interrupts with an annoyed sigh. "Was it really that hard to believe that I meant it when I said that rape is bad? Rape. Is. Bad."

    "Rape this, rape that, you've fucked Yamada and you know damn well that omegas in heat like him just want to be stuffed by alpha cock and this bitching is just them feeling ashamed of being such sluts—"

"You did not just call an entire fucking gender sluts—"

    "He's not wrong, though," says someone else—Takuo, that's who, Tōkan recognises him. "It's just basic biology. We're alphas! We are meant to be strong and assertive and to lead others and omegas are just horny all the time and want to be bred—"

"Are we going to get to the part where you guys are so mad at me you try to beat me up? I'm getting tired of this."

        "Fuck you, Tōkan," says Hōji. "That's what I mean, you just talk like you're above all that, well guess what, you're not! You're just trying to play politics, the Kokonoe heir is so modern, he's on the side of the oppressed, never mind that thing in the sports room, never mind everyone you beat up. You're an alpha, Kokonoe, you're one of us, no matter how much you like to pretend you're not. You're just better at pulling strings and hiding it, 'dating' Yamada my ass you just figured out how to make it look like you're not betraying your principles, you sanctimonious asshole."

"I may be a sanctimonious asshole but at least I'm not raping middle schoolers."

Okay he's been waiting outside far too long now. And he doesn't tend to pay much attention but the volume of people leaving school today seemed somewhat less than usual? Maybe something happened.

Also he's been waiting outside far too long and wants to go find his boyfriend. So he swings his pipe up to rest it over a shoulder and stalks into Kokonoe High.

At the end of the day they are alphas, so the scene Inori sees when he walks towards the commotion he spotted in the distance is a fight.

Well, kind of a fight.

Subaru's not very good at fighting at all and is being held in a headlock by someone. Meanwhile Tōkan is being held by two people and rather severely punched by a third.

...well that seems like Tuesday.

And he's not at all in heat so he thinks these people are about to get to know exactly why he's called the Shikiri demon.

The crowd that had been watching and not helping at all and taking pictures and videos also do not interfere when the demon appears and singlehandedly kicks the asses of six different people. At least he broke enough of a sweat that they can say he's probably mostly human.

    "You're pathetic, Kokonoe," says Hōji from where she's on the ground nursing a big enough bruise on the side of her torso she'll probably not be able to wear a bikini for a while. "Can't even take it like an alpha without your little boyfriend saving you—"

"Oh, now he's my boyfriend?" Tōkan says with forced casualness from where he and Subaru are leaning against a wall and nursing their own wounds.