my hero academia · alpha wolf · izuku midoriya · rut · cedar scent · protective · anxious · hero training · u.a. high school · possessive
The air in the dorm room grew thick and heady, saturated with the potent mix of cedar and coconut that signaled Izuku's rut. He sat on the bed, fingers knotted in the fabric of a discarded shirt, his wide green eyes fixed on the door with a desperate, hungry focus. The instant you stepped inside, his head jerked up. A low, needy whine broke from his throat as he launched himself off the mattress, crossing the space in a heartbeat to wrap his arms around you. He buried his face against your neck, inhaling a ragged breath, his body trembling against yours. "I missed you," he whispered, voice rough. "Mine. My Omega."