By Zephyria 
Pierced.
That was the only thought that surfaced.
Haon twisted his entire body, tightening the hole, but Cha Jeong-won’s thick, long cock drove precisely into that space.
He wasn’t even bound, yet he couldn’t escape from him.
But what was the reason for struggling like this?
“W-wait, just a… second.”
Every time his cock buried itself to the hilt, Haon’s body trembled finely, unable to properly finish his words. Was that all?
The pheromones that kept flowing out, or the lower part that was soaking wet to the point of being squelchy, were already beyond Haon’s will. How wet it became when Cha Jeong-won’s member rubbed inside him, the obscene sound that echoed when it pulled back.
It felt like his head was melting. His body had already reached its limit, feeling like he was going insane, but Cha Jeong-won showed no mercy whatsoever.
The pheromones erupting freely were immense, as if they would devour Haon in one bite. Each time he mercilessly thrust into Haon in that state, an intense stimulation seized him.
Thanks to that, Haon, with only his upper body slightly twisted to the side, received him while exhaling rough breaths and drooling.
“Lift your hips.”
At the sound heard amidst his dazed mind, Haon flinched.
Not fully grasping what ‘lift your hips’ meant, he first lifted his buttocks as Cha Jeong-won said. Soon, a pillow slid under his lower back.
Then, following a gentle touch, Haon’s body was turned slightly to the side. Cha Jeong-won draped Haon’s left leg over his own shoulder.
“Ugh.”
The position changed. In the moment of coexisting subtle unease and anticipation that surged, Haon raised his head.
But without even properly seeing Cha Jeong-won driving into his lower part, he buried his face in the pillow.
Whether he clenched or relaxed the hole, whenever Cha Jeong-won entered, it hurt and felt feverish, leaving him at a loss.
“Your hole accepts it well in any position.”
Cha Jeong-won swept his hand down Haon’s sunken side and patted his buttocks. At the words that could be either praise or teasing, Haon couldn’t say anything.
He just wished this moment would end, no, that it would last forever. Various desires crossed his mind.
Then, when the entering cock touched an unfamiliar place, not the spot it had been prodding until now, Haon’s eyelids trembled along with a nasal sound.
Following that vibration, he let out a moan while tightening the deeply buried cock of Cha Jeong-won even more. Cha Jeong-won’s face, breathing more roughly than before, hardened sharply. It wasn’t anger at Haon, but tension from having crossed a boundary beyond what he could no longer endure.
“Hold on.”
Having said that, Cha Jeong-won began earnestly thrusting his cock into Haon.
“Ugh, ah, aah.”
Every time Cha Jeong-won stirred inside, Haon’s body shook relentlessly.
Even though it was happening on the bed, with a precarious feeling as if hanging off a cliff, Haon unknowingly exerted strength, causing the muscles in Cha Jeong-won’s jaw to bulge out as well.
Cha Jeong-won focused solely on Haon, as if he were his only concern. The sound of flesh colliding was so slick it bordered on sounding violent, and around that time, a sound like something bursting in his mind was heard.
A reaction that no one else heard, but that no one could fail to know.
Semen spurted out in front of Haon. Immediately after, Cha Jeong-won thrust his cock in deeply to the root. A momentary silence flowed.
“Hhuuk.”
Haon heaved his chest, unable to even breathe properly. Following that, Cha Jeong-won let out a deep sigh.
He didn’t know if Cha Jeong-won’s semen was thick. He couldn’t see the color as it was pouring inside him, but he knew it was hot and a considerable amount.
Haon muttered, having completely relaxed his strength.
“How am I now?”
It was a remark meant to diffuse the awkward atmosphere.
It felt like all the worries he had pushed aside when he was feverish were rushing in all at once. So, he felt a bit stifled inside.
“Like laundry hung on a clothesline.”
But Cha Jeong-won’s one remark quelled Haon’s worries again. Before he could even worry, Haon felt wronged.
“What does someone who looks like they’ve never hung laundry know…?”
The kind of person who would probably just toss laundry into the dryer right away.
But Cha Jeong-won ignored it and continued what he was saying.
“I want to drape you over my shoulder and carry you around.”
The moment he imagined himself, naked, draped over Cha Jeong-won’s shoulder, Haon immediately shook his head.
“Don’t even think about trying it.”
“Worried you might slip? My shoulders are broad.”
“Even if your shoulders are as broad as the Pacific, no!”
As Cha Jeong-won subtly tried to attempt it, stroking Haon’s stomach and waist, Haon quickly tried to shake off that touch.
Just as he turned his body slightly to do so, a pain that seemed to vibrate through his body struck, and he silently mouthed without sound.
Noticing this, Cha Jeong-won quickly removed the pillow under Haon’s lower part, straightened his body, and was about to cover him with the blanket when he paused. He had seen the bodily fluids staining Haon’s body.
“Shall I wipe you?”
“It’s just going to get wet again anyway, why bother wiping.”
Haon refused, saying it was fine.
Then he paused.
Somehow, it was a remark open to misunderstanding.
“I mean, it’s not that we’re going to do it again, we can just wash, so why…?”
He tried to make an excuse, but his tongue kept getting tangled.
Had his tongue stiffened from kissing so much?
“Right, it’ll get wet again, so I won’t wipe. But you might get cold, so let’s just cover you with the blanket.”
This time, Haon also stayed still. The blanket covering his body wasn’t as hot as Cha Jeong-won, but it wasn’t bad for covering him up.
Haon soothed himself and then watched Cha Jeong-won’s back as he went to the fridge to get water.
Unlike himself, who had climaxed twice, Cha Jeong-won had only reached his peak once.
Why compare?
Even after ejaculating, his cock was not subsiding but was fully erect.
But Cha Jeong-won himself looked as calm as someone who, after reading a book, says they’re going out for a walk.
His face and body seemed to be operating separately. As Haon watched with interest, he approached.
“Shall I feed you?”
“Do you want to feed me?”
Somehow, he wouldn’t even give water normally. Still, the warmth lingering in that conversation wasn’t unpleasant.
Cha Jeong-won poured water into a cup and placed it on the bedside table. Then he supported the back and waist of Haon, who was struggling to get up forcefully.
“Wow, you really do everything for me. That’s a problem, a problem.”
Haon muttered, feeling inexplicably happy, and drank the water.
Perhaps the amount of moisture lost from his entire body was significant, as he emptied the cup of water in an instant.
“Haa.”
A sigh escaped naturally. Haon wanted to lie down.
As if sensing Haon’s desire, Cha Jeong-won slowly laid Haon down.
He was about to move away like that, but Haon reached out.
He touched Cha Jeong-won’s face. Cheek, jawline, lips. Each time his fingertips touched, Cha Jeong-won’s breath changed.
“Senior, you’re determined, right?”
Cha Jeong-won put down the cup and approached. Haon shifted slightly to the side, making room for Cha Jeong-won to lie down.
They lay on their sides in the same way, facing each other. Cha Jeong-won spoke as if savoring the words.
“Determined…”
“You’ve gained some certainty about me, haven’t you?”
And Haon didn’t stop him from approaching. Instead, he opened his arms without hesitation and accepted him.
“I’ve come to want to trust you.”
“Why? Do you suddenly see me?”
“Maybe because you’re a pollock.”
Honestly, ruining the mood.
Haon closed and opened his eyes. And answered very honestly.
“Well, that’s true. I’m a pollock, so I guess I’m an Omega Amulet limited to you, Senior.”
He thought being an amulet was better than being a pollock.
Even while speaking, Haon felt a little nervous.
Cha Jeong-won disliked both the term Omega and Omega Amulet. He thought this mood might be ruined, but it still felt like now was the opportunity.
Cha Jeong-won’s face hardened and then gradually relaxed.
Seeing that, Haon’s heart ached immediately.
Instead of saying more, Cha Jeong-won pressed Haon’s lips for a long time. The kiss deepened, breaths intertwined, and hands groped each other.
Haon couldn’t know what sounds he was making. But each time Cha Jeong-won’s hand gripped his waistline, each time Cha Jeong-won’s breath burst near his ear, he couldn’t stop the hot wave surging from deep inside his body.
“Haon.”
Cha Jeong-won called again.
“Yes…”
“My Omega Amulet… Yoon Haon.”
Those words were not a boast but a confession. Haon was so overwhelmed by the weight of that confession that he couldn’t speak for a while. Instead, he took Cha Jeong-won’s hand and pulled it toward himself.
“Then don’t hold back now.”
As Haon spoke in a breathy voice, Cha Jeong-won laughed shortly. And pressing his lips to Haon’s forehead, he answered very quietly.
“Right. I won’t hold back now.”