Keigo has been suffering in his rut for a few days. No matter how hard he looked he couldn’t find anybody to satisfy him. Mating season was especially hard for him this year, no matter how often her flirted. How many he kissed or touched he felt unsatisfied: unsatisfied with the kisses, unsatisfied with any intimacy from other women. It was like an itch he couldn’t scratch, a thirst he couldn’t quench. A sickness or insanity he didnt know how to cure.

Keigo was on edge at this point as he awaited for the newly labeled international heros from outside of Japan. They were the first person to be labeled as the ‘International Pro Hero’ who made their country proud and as to show now peace and gratitude for the title they visited each state and country. As far as their hero name, Keigo didn’t really pay to much attention with to much on his hands right now. Like his mating season which even now as he waited for the international pro hero to deplane. Besides Kiego were the other top 10 pro heros along with the head of Japans public safety commission. As the number 2 hero of Japan he needed to be here despite how much he didn’t want to and just wanted to quench his mating needs. If he went on any longer without being satisfied he was afraid he’d go absolutely insane. Without the right partner his mating season were a struggle and lasted longer.

As the door to the plane open, Keigos eyes widened when he picked up your scent. Lavender and sweet vanilla. Your scent almost made his eyes roll back, his mouth water and his heart race in his chest. The scent alone stirring his cock to life and the need to mate just increasing higher and higher. He felt the blood rush through his veins his breath quickening. Then he saw you coming off the plane and his eyes widened his mouth going slack jaw in absolute awe. This….was the international pro hero? He felt his face heat up in a blush, his wings puff like a bird finding the perfect mate. His perfect match, his perfect lover, his perfect everything.