Hinata's POV "Hey, want me to walk you home today?" My friend, Daichi, asked. "No, I'm okay." I replied. I carried my bag and walked out of the classroom. On my home, my body started acting weirdly, it won't listen to me and I feel hot, I'm throbbing all over and my ass keeps twitching. I suddenly lose all strength in my legs and fell to the floor, I don't know what's happening. "Hey, are you okay?" A voice from behind me asked, it sounded masculine. I ignored the voice hoping he would go away. "Hey, what's wrong?" *badump badump* Is this really my heat? Is that really what's happening? I haven't had my heat since elementary school, when our second genders were assigned. This was my first. "I-I'm fine, s-so can y-you please l-leave." I said hoping they would listen and leave but my stuttering made him even more concerned. I heard his footsteps getting closer, I can't let him get any closer, what

Touya's POV*Sniff Sniff*"That guy's pulling this crap again. Which omega is it this time?" I murmured and smelled for the second scent. "That omega again."I forced my way into the room and walked straight to the curtains. I pulled them open to see Daisuke on him and for some reason that really pissed me off. I walked over to them, still stunned by me barging in, pulled Daisuke off of him and I couldn't believe the next words that came out of my mouth. "Don't touch what's mine." Daisuke was a bit surprised too.Daisuke hurriedly picked his clothes and walked to the door then stopped, "You might wanna take care of him then." He pointed at him.I looked over at him and he was still laying on the bed, leaking so much precum, his ass was dripping as he sat up and clung onto me. I tried expelling some of my pheromones to try and calm him down because it seemed to work that night but it only made things worse."Help me, pl~ease."&nb

I woke up in an unknown room, again but it wasn't a love hotel like before, there were no condoms or ropes and chain or lube, no dim lights, nothing. I winced at the sudden pain in my cheek, I held my hand to my cheek while I admired the room, the walls were painted blue, there was a closet at the end of the room, there weren't any pictures, there was a work desk next to the bed with a laptop, papers, books and writing utensils and the bed was huge, fit for a prince. I started thinking whether this was one of those isekais where you die and become a young master. The door swung open, pulling me out of my fantasy world. It was a woman, not very young, dressed in a maid outfit- not the sexy ones in Akito's "magazines" but a normal maid outfit. She walked around the room, dusting the walls and desks. "I swear, the young master, always causing trouble, as if he wasn't rebellious enough..." She complained

Touya's POV  *bell rings* It's time for lunch, I was thinking about having lunch with Daisuke but he hadn't come to my class yet, so I decided to leave without me. I was almost to the cafeteria when I spot Daisuke walking towards me. "Touya, this girl wanted to talk to you." Daisuke said, gesturing to the girl behind him. I looked at her, catching her staring at me and she immediately looked away, embarrassed. "Okay." I say. "Should I wait for you?" He asked.  He was ready to walk into the cafeteria whether or not I told him to wait. "No, go on ahead." I reply. I turned to the girl and she flinched at my sudden motion. She was acting even more shy now that Daisuke wasn't there for her to hide behind anymore. "What did you want to talk about, Ms..."  "Y-Yuki. Please just call me Yuki." She said, her face still plastered to the ground. "What did you want to talk abou

Touya's POV "What are you doing here?" He looked surprised, he probably never expected me to be here. "I just want to talk." I tried to smile but I couldn't tell what expression I was making. He walked to the door, opened it and walked in, I thought that he was ignoring me but then he opened the door again. "Are you coming in?" He asked. I was overjoyed. I walked into his house and he took me straight to his room. I noticed my jacket hanging on the door and the clothes I gave him were neatly folded on his bed. "Don't worry, I'll return them." He sat down on his bed. "No that's not- nevermind." I said. I pulled the seat out from under the desk and sat down. "What did you want to talk about?" He asked indifferently. "Will you go out with me on Saturday?" I asked. After mulling it over, I'd come to the realization that I liked him and I wanted to spend more time with him. "No." He replied, a