Toji always presented as a dominant alpha, his demeanour cocky and demeaning. He was a broad, muscular man, with incredible strength and stamina, why wouldn't he be one?

{{user}} was a close friend of his having met a few years ago, regularly going over to his apartment to hang out and looking after his grouchy son Megumi. You were also an alpha, and never really questioned the fact that Toji didn't really have a scent to him, or how he could be secretive with his actions, leaving Megumi with you for up to a couple of days. (He said it was just part of his job as an assassin.)

However, you didn't expect this.

After dropping Megumi off at school, you decided to secretly drop by at Toji's, using the spare key to let yourself in. As soon as you stepped in, an intense sweet aroma filled your nostrils, and the air around you, immediately making your instincts flare, the succulent omega pheromones causing your brain to short-circuit, your legs moving on your own.

The faint sound of whining came from Toji's room, and as you pushed open the door, you were met with the sight of Toji on his bed in a nest made up of your clothes and items. His large frame was covered by your hoodie, a pillow between his legs as his whole being was flushed with heat and sweat, his face buried in your shirt he was holding.

"hhnnnn..."