By Zephyria 
As the soft piece of flesh briefly slipped out from between his lips, Seo Yi-kyung’s upper body heaved breathlessly.
“I noticed earlier that you weren’t eating much.”
Han Seung-jae seemed to brush down the lean abdominal muscles once, and then his hand shot upward again. This time, however, it dove inside the pajamas. He gathered the lacking flesh and kneaded the bare chest. Gasping for air, Seo Yi-kyung let out a sharp breath and stopped breathing.
“It would be better if you gained a bit more weight.”
“S-Seung-jae!”
Seo Yi-kyung cried out in a flushed voice, but hearing the sound of leaves rustling in the wind, he realized they were on the terrace and shook his head while covering his mouth with his palm.
Just then, sensing a presence, Seo Yi-kyung turned his head. A blurred light sat within his shimmering vision.
Seo Yi-kyung’s lips, blocked by his own palm, parted. Following the fingertips rubbing his gathered nipples, a strange sensation made him shudder.
As if reacting, Seo Yi-kyung looked down at his own chest. Beneath the swollen pajamas, the firm hand moving showed prominent knuckles. The nipples touched by Han Seung-jae’s fingertips felt both tingling and aching. At the same time, he felt an itch so intense that his waist twisted.
It was a pain he had never felt in his life. No, the confusion only grew as pain and pleasure alternated.
Han Seung-jae spun the tips of the gathered nipples in circles with his fingertips.
“And if you’re going to speak, you should look your partner in the eye.”
“Ha, ugh…”
Seo Yi-kyung lowered his hand to speak, but hurriedly covered his mouth again. It was an erotic sound, so much so that he couldn’t believe it had come from his own mouth.
He pulled his hand out and unbuttoned the pajamas. At that moment, Seo Yi-kyung tried to lift his upper body by bracing his two hands on the table. No matter what, this was outdoors.
“Let’s go inside…”
If he could first coax him into the room, then run to the bathroom and lock the door, wouldn’t it be okay if he just held out until morning?
Driven into a corner, unable to move this way or that, disorganized thoughts rushed through his mind. Seo Yi-kyung flinched mid-sentence. This was because Han Seung-jae’s deep eyes drew close in front of his lifted upper body. Overwhelmed by that cold gaze, the words lingering in his mouth were swallowed back down.
He pressed a soft kiss to Seo Yi-kyung’s frozen white nape. Meanwhile, he did not stop unbuttoning.
The motion of pulling the buttons from their holes continued without hesitation. The gradually opening pajamas slid down, fully exposing one of Seo Yi-kyung’s shoulders. The night wind brushed against his sunken collarbone. Han Seung-jae’s lips were added on top of it. Seo Yi-kyung’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
“I… I think it would be b-better to do it on the bed…”
Having understood the words Seo Yi-kyung barely managed to squeeze out, he lifted his lips from the shoulder. Where Han Seung-jae had detached his lips, a red mark remained.
“Why? I like it better here.”
The curtains fluttered in the wind. In the light cast between them, Seo Yi-kyung’s body was exceptionally white. His nipples, in particular, were close to pink. Moreover, perhaps because they had been gripped until a moment ago, one side had a reddish mark. It made saliva pool in the mouth, looking like a well-ripened fruit.
Han Seung-jae gripped the thin waist with both hands. As Seo Yi-kyung’s chest thrust stiffly forward, Han Seung-jae opened his lips and devoured the tip of the nipple.
The previously hidden opposite shoulder was wide open. Led by Han Seung-jae’s fingertips, the pajama shirt Seo Yi-kyung was wearing dropped to the floor with a thud.
His tongue explicitly toyed with the nipple. Because he sucked the skin so hard that dimples formed in his cheeks, Seo Yi-kyung’s flanks convulsed with tremors. Simultaneously, his inner thighs shook.
Seo Yi-kyung’s upper body was laid back onto the table once more. Large hands stripped away the pajama pants and underwear in one go. Looking at Han Seung-jae’s face as it drew close again, Seo Yi-kyung did not turn his head. If he did, he would act even more obsessively than before.
“Yes. Just like that.”
Perhaps he liked that. Han Seung-jae’s fingertips brushed the nipple as if giving praise.
“Ugh!”
Though only their lips had met, he felt the illusion of being eaten alive.
Perhaps because the tips of the sharpened nipples were wet with saliva, as the wind swept over his chest, his waist contracted slightly and he shuddered. Or perhaps it was because of Han Seung-jae’s hand, which brushed past his iliac crest and flowed into his inner thigh.
The fingers that brushed the scrotum passed through the smooth perineum. The white sandalwood scent pheromone had been flowing from his body all along. And from Seo Yi-kyung’s body, a seductive and alluring rose scent was emanating, though not excessively.
Han Seung-jae felt the blood rush fiercely downward. His pubic bone felt tight. His body, reacting to the pheromones, naturally felt sexual urges. An Alpha and an Omega could have sex even without love. It was an instinctive desire to thrust his erect penis inside and shake it wildly until ejaculation.
He placed a finger on the hole where love fluid was leaking. Seo Yi-kyung’s body stiffened. Han Seung-jae, who had been sucking his lips, used his tongue to pry open Seo Yi-kyung’s closing lips. It was as if he were creating a gap so he could breathe. While doing so, he traced the folds of the wet hole and inserted one knuckle. The hole opened with a squelching, wet sound.
As his finger flowed into the deep place, Seo Yi-kyung reached out with both hands. His palms touched Han Seung-jae’s firm chest.
“S-stop…”
“Not yet.”
Without stopping, he pushed his finger deep into the hole.
“Ah, hah…”
Seo Yi-kyung twisted his waist. Han Seung-jae’s finger brushed somewhere. It pierced through his spine and shot up quickly to his head before disappearing.
“Is it here?”
He moved his finger as if searching for something. Every time he did, a tingling sensation swept down his calves, causing Seo Yi-kyung’s mouth to open involuntarily. He didn’t feel like he was lying on a table; his body, filled with euphoria, felt as if it were floating in the air.
“One more?”
Seo Yi-kyung shook his head. However, the number of Han Seung-jae’s fingers widening the hole and entering increased. In a sensation where he couldn’t tell if it was pain or pleasure, Seo Yi-kyung’s body repeatedly convulsed. His two legs, lifted in the air while lying on the table, flailed.
Han Seung-jae gripped the thin iliac crest tightly. Accordingly, the fingers entering and exiting the hole grew faster. The love fluid flowing from the hole completely soaked Han Seung-jae’s palm.
“Ah, eu, hng…”
Seo Yi-kyung’s breathing, which had been leaking out in fragments, grew rapid. His lips were wet and glistening with saliva he couldn’t swallow.
Unable to endure any longer, Han Seung-jae pulled his fingers out. Love fluid stretched like a thread along his fingertips. He untied the string of the bathrobe he was wearing.
As the violently surging sensations stopped all at once, the strength drained from Seo Yi-kyung’s entire body. He stared blankly into the void. However, his face, staring into the void, froze in an instant.
He hurriedly closed his legs at the hot, long object touching his inner thigh. It was a reflexive action. But it was nothing more than a small gesture. His ankles were seized, and his thighs were spread wider than before.
Seo Yi-kyung’s knees, laid on the table, were curled up. His legs were close to an M-shape. Of course, it wasn’t by his own will. Suddenly, Han Seung-jae’s penis pressed firmly against his inner thigh.
He looked down at the small hole, which was twitching, wet with transparent love fluid. The hole, which had held three fingers until a moment ago, was stained red and gasped obscenely.
“Haa…”
Seo Yi-kyung’s vision, blinking while panting, grew hazy. Han Seung-jae stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip. He looked like a beast smacking its lips. A dampness dwelled in his two eyes. Because he was with his back to the light emanating from the room, the glint in his eyes shone while half-covered in shadow, making him look even more like a beast.
“It’s better to relax. Unless you want your pretty hole to tear.”
Above all, his penis was much thicker and longer. To the shock-stricken Seo Yi-kyung, Han Seung-jae’s voice made him feel even more afraid. His upper body, exposed to the night wind, trembled violently. Anyone would freeze up seeing something that large and long enter them.
“Tsk.”
Clicking his tongue lowly, Han Seung-jae put his hand behind Seo Yi-kyung’s motionless knees. Seo Yi-kyung’s legs were lifted higher, and his buttocks curled roundly.
“Hng!”
The glans, which had been rubbing the round buttocks, brushed the scrotum and slid down.
How many times had it gone back and forth over the wet hole? The viscous love fluid soaked the glans, and the contracting hole obscenely gasped, sucking the shaft. Mucus dripped from the tip of Han Seung-jae’s urethra as he moved. He gave Seo Yi-kyung time to relax his body. However, his body, which hadn’t changed much, remained rigid and stiff.
Han Seung-jae, who had been rubbing his cock while holding the back of Seo Yi-kyung’s knees, suddenly spread the two white legs wide. Love fluid was dripping down the suddenly opened butt crack. That was how much Seo Yi-kyung’s wet pheromones were stimulating Han Seung-jae.
“Ugh.”
Finally, the tip of the glans split the narrow, obscene hole.
“H-how far… is it coming in?”
Looking down at the hole that was forced to swallow the cock, Han Seung-jae pushed his hips forward. The tightly stretched folds opened to their limit.
“It’s not tearing; it’s eating it well. It’s swallowed about half now?”
The hole swallowing the cock let out an erotic, squelching sound.
“Ha, ugh!”
At the sensation of being pierced from below, Seo Yi-kyung’s buttocks naturally lifted high into the air. Seo Yi-kyung’s feet flailed in the void. Then, Han Seung-jae’s upper body descended. He gripped the root of his penis and pressed it firmly against the hole that was spitting out the shaft. Pressed down by the heavy upper body, Seo Yi-kyung could not move. Moreover, the force of the penetrating penis grew stronger.
“I endured once, but I can’t endure twice.”
The penis that split the hole and slammed in to the root was ferocious.
Even during their honeymoon in Switzerland, Han Seung-jae had been unable to mix bodies with Seo Yi-kyung. This was because Seo Yi-kyung’s condition had been poor even after arriving there. He didn’t have the bad taste to press down on a sick person and ram his cock in. However, the current Seo Yi-kyung had no strength to even reflect on Han Seung-jae’s words.
Seo Yi-kyung’s lips parted, and his entire body convulsed with tremors. Han Seung-jae’s penis, which seemed to be retreating, entered again, endlessly, deeply, and profoundly. It pushed through the inner walls as if making a path, widening the hole as it entered. Because it pierced so far inside, Seo Yi-kyung unconsciously raised both arms to hug his neck.
Han Seung-jae’s relentlessly moving motions stopped. Soon, he reached out one hand to cradle Seo Yi-kyung’s back. He didn’t like that he avoided his eyes, but this wasn’t bad in its own way.
Han Seung-jae gradually moved his hips. However, after pulling out once and thrusting back up, Han Seung-jae’s eyes furrowed.
“I like that you’re chewing on my cock, but if you do this, it won’t all go in.”
The narrow hole was gripping his glans tightly. Despite Han Seung-jae’s actions of stroking his back as if soothing him, Seo Yi-kyung could not relax his body. Eventually, Han Seung-jae furrowed his brow and pulled his hips back. The hole from which the glans emerged gasped.
“Ha, haa… haa…”
Han Seung-jae laid Seo Yi-kyung’s body back. He continuously let out ragged breaths. One of Seo Yi-kyung’s legs dangled, draped over Han Seung-jae’s shoulder. The other was sprawled on the table.
Han Seung-jae once again stroked his penis with his hand and aligned it with the twitching hole. Because it had been chewing on his penis until a moment ago, the wet hole flowing with bodily fluids was soft and smooth. However, as he went deeper, the narrow inner walls pushed against the penis.
Thwack, Han Seung-jae thrust his hips up and shoved the penis in deep. While moving his hips repeatedly as if breaking him in, he grasped Seo Yi-kyung’s penis. The pale-colored penis disappeared into his hand, then the tip became visible.
“Ah, eu, ugh…”
As much as he rubbed from behind, Han Seung-jae rubbed the penis that surged forward. The more he did, the more Seo Yi-kyung’s mind melted viscously. He couldn’t tell if the table was shaking, if the night sky was shaking, or if the whole world was turning upside down and shaking.