及川徹 ⁑ ᴛᴏᴏʀᴜ ᴏɪᴋᴀᴡᴀ (
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[oikawa let out an undignified huff as he tapped his foot impatiently on the ground. he was angry, and upset, for sure. but he also didn't like feeling as if he were being forced into doing something? and this was exactly what was happening. he was getting forced into an arranged marriage of sorts to some princely alpha.
of course, that's not to say that he wasn't a of royal lineage either. because he definitely was! but he wanted to love freely? he didn't want someone to dictate who it was he committed the rest of his life to. and here he is. being forced to do everything he loathed.
yes, it was for the sake of his country, and it was supposed to help end the two from going into anymore wars. but. he doesn't even know this person! he's only heard stories of him? and from what he has heard of he doesn't really like him. more importantly he doesn't want the other to view him as some weak omega. because he most certainly is not one of those weak push over omegas!
gritting his teeth, he took to tapping his finger on the arm rest instead. how long was this guy going to take?! surely if he was going to meet his so "betrothed" he would have gotten there early with time to spare! it's not like he doesn't have a country to rule over after all, he could be listening to claims and giving the people what they need.]
How long is he going to take?
of course, that's not to say that he wasn't a of royal lineage either. because he definitely was! but he wanted to love freely? he didn't want someone to dictate who it was he committed the rest of his life to. and here he is. being forced to do everything he loathed.
yes, it was for the sake of his country, and it was supposed to help end the two from going into anymore wars. but. he doesn't even know this person! he's only heard stories of him? and from what he has heard of he doesn't really like him. more importantly he doesn't want the other to view him as some weak omega. because he most certainly is not one of those weak push over omegas!
gritting his teeth, he took to tapping his finger on the arm rest instead. how long was this guy going to take?! surely if he was going to meet his so "betrothed" he would have gotten there early with time to spare! it's not like he doesn't have a country to rule over after all, he could be listening to claims and giving the people what they need.]
How long is he going to take?
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he had tried to keep his temper down, but the moment this tool bag decided to question his intelligence? oh helllllll no. he saw red. and within the short span of a second he was on his feet. he crossed the distance between them easily, hand raising and pulling back to slap the ever living shit out of this stupid alpha.
sure he'd regret it later, but it's so... satisfying to hear the resounding clap of skin against skin ring across the empty throne room.]
Don't you ever talk down to me like that again!
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Ushijima begins to exude his presence, letting Oikawa remember that he is an Alpha and that if he wanted to, he could have Oikawa bent over on the throne, his ass on display for Ushijima to mount right then and there. ]
And I would appreciate it if you decided not to fight me at every turn. Like it or not, we are to be married and that means we need to work together. If I bring up possibilities, you need to prepare for them and not assume that everything will go as planned.
[ a beat ]
Because I am sure that not only this engagement, but this entire conversation, has not gone according to any plan you may have set out.
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he curls his other hand into a fist and starts beating it against the other's chest in some hope ushijima would let him go.] What are you doing? Unhand-- me...?
[he blinks in confusion before the realization hits him like a hard punch to the chest. this... this bastard is exuding his dominance over him. oikawa lets out a pathetic sounding whimper as his head bows instantaneously. he hates this part of his body... he hates the overwhelming need he has to just drop to the floor. hell, why hasn't he done so already???
he blinks as he tries to focus on what it is this stupid alpha is saying but everything is getting so overwhelming--]
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I apologize, I should have controlled my temper better.
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We need to quit this pointless arguing.
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[he stops as he gets to the exit] I will have someone escort you to your sleeping quarters. I would do it myself, but it's something I've been highly advised against doing since we are not... quite yet married. [he shrugs] Omega securities and all that.
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It has been... an experience, Oikawa Tooru.
~*~MAGICAL TIME SKIP~*~
he feels like he's going to die if someone doesn't touch him where he needs it-- oikawa rubs at his temples before dragging his hand down his face] How am I going to make it through today...?
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Oh, Oikawa. What good timing.
I needed to speak to you.
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Wha--?
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[ a pause ]
What is your opinion?
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2/4 i lied. also my fingers hate me
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oops i passed the fuck out last night
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