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To say that Adrien was bored as he sat through history class waiting for the bell to ring would be an understatement. Ten minutes, just ten more minutes and he would be on his way to his favorite class, gym. Why was gym his favorite? Because like any other hyperactive 12 year old, he had a lot of energy to burn and so very few outlets to do it.
And so it went, the bell rang, Adrien picked up his backpack and flew out the door to the locker room on the other side of the school. Like any other child that hasn't presented yet, he went to the beta locker room, as he always did.
Everyone knew what he would present as, there wasn't any doubt on that, but that's how things were done. He walked to the far end of the room, to the omega section, and changed his clothes. He put on the P.E. uniform, navy blue shorts and a grey shirt, over his black training bra and matching briefs.
Today was special, they were starting the skating unit, and Adrien had brought his rollerblades from home just for this. He pinched his nose and put on the scent neutralizing deodorant spray, a mandatory precaution for all alphas and omegas.
That done, he waited with the rest of his group in the locker room for their teacher to come in and bring them to the gym. He was feeling a bit warm, but it was nothing, he always felt warm during gym.
When the class arrived at the large wood floored room, he want to the bag by the carts and put on his skates. Nothing would keep.him from his favorite activity, not today. He put on a pair of wrist guards he'd packed with his skates, and then waited for the class to get the okay to begin.
He was off like a cannon, speeding across the perimeter of the room, easily passing everyone. He felt like the a/c was broken again, he was getting too hot and he needed a drink.
A whistle broke his train of thought. “Marcet, get over here.” his teacher called.
Adrien skated over to her “What is it, ma'am?”
“To the nurse's office, now. No buts, get a move on.”
“Oh...” the realization dawned on him. That was why he was warm. He took off his skates and pads, putting them away before grabbing everything from his locker.
“Your papa's been notified, he's already on his way to pick you up.” was the first thing he'd heard when he entered the office. Another boy was there too, Kodi, Adrien remembered. He'd seen him a few times in the halls and at lunch, but they didn't share any classes. That was a shame, Adrien thought, he'd always wanted to know Kodi better.
It felt like.hours, waiting for his papa to arrive. By the time he did, Adrien thought he was about to burst into flames. The nurse gave him a pill, but it hadn't kicked in yet. He was glad he''d worn the leak–proof underwear today, even if the reason was solely that he liked how they hugged his ass and how that looked in a mirror, rather than any actual functional benefit they may provide.
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Adrien didn't remember leaving the office, leaving school, or getting home. Next thing he knew, he was in his room; grabbing all of the blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals he could find. He piled them on his bed into a big ring pushed against the corner of the wall. He didn't remember getting undressed, but he was undeniably naked now.
He laid there, atop his bed, squirming around on the blankets. A pillow between his legs, his hips moving as he tried to chase a feeling he couldn't name anymore. Complex thoughts were too hard, this was easier. The pillow felt good, but it wasn't enough. He put his hand there between the pillow and his vulva, lighting up his spine when he grazed his clitoris but something was still missing.
That thing, sitting on top of his dresser by the door. That large, red thing standing on end. It tempted Adrien, taunted him, made his stomach twist with desire just looking at it. So he glared at it, hoping it would suddenly decide to grow legs and disappear from his sight. He had no such luck, it would continue to pull his eyes toward it until he went to pick it up.
He did, when he couldn't stand it anymore, he stood and picked it up, carrying it back to his nest. Adrien quietly growled at it, letting out a heavy sigh and putting it between his legs. He slammed his mouth shut and tried to to be silent, a shuddering stunted moan escaped his mouth when he inserted it.
That hit the spot, yes it did, that's just what he wanted. What he'd wanted all day, what he'd been craving all weekend but didn't know what to ask for. Then it wasn't enough, he needed more. He whined, a soft high pitched noise from his throat. Why wasn't it moving? It should be moving. That damnable thing reaching every sensitive nerve he had, should be moving. The fact it wasn't should be a crime.
He went to pull it out, if it wasn't going to do its job then he'd throw it across the room into the trash where it belonged. That evil thing, somehow it knew what he was planning to do with it. Pulling it out made him feel worse, empty, it made him feel wrong. So he pushed it back in and everything was right again, until it wasn't. Back and forth, in and out, wrong then right. This wasn't fair, that cursed thing was torturing him.
Then he saw stars, in that instant, that beautiful moment, everything in the world stopped. It was the most amazing thing that he'd ever felt. It stayed like that for what felt like hours, his mind drifting away into the pleasure. Unfortunately it was only a few minutes before he came back down from the afterglow, the ache down below dragging him away from it.
He removed that demonic object and tossed it across the room. He was tired now, a short nap sounded like a good idea. So he slept, he dreamed of Kodi while he did, waking up with that infernal warmth back between his legs like some hellish curse wrought upon him by fate itself. He begrudgingly picked up that damnable object and put it between his legs once more. This was going to be a long week.