By Zephyria 
He hoped that, just this once, the man would hold him.
“Mister….”
Before the orgasm that would make his body float weightlessly into the air, Eun-myeong reached out, his elbows trembling.
“Please hold me, please, ju-just once.”
He didn’t know how loud he had been screaming. His jaw had gone so limp that he nearly bit his own tongue.
“I think I’m about to come….”
However, the man took no action. He simply glared at Eun-myeong with eyes that had turned deep red. If a gaze could have a scent, it would have smelled fishy and foul.
This made Eun-myeong anxious. He felt as though he would ejaculate if he just did a little bit more.
“Mist—.”
As he tried to call out again, the man grabbed Eun-myeong’s cheeks. The cheeks, which were exceptionally plump and supple, were gripped firmly in his palm.
“You haven’t done a single thing right, so why should I?”
Eun-myeong bit his lower lip hard. Instead of holding him, the man covered Eun-myeong’s back with his own chest.
The man hoisted Eun-myeong up from behind. He strode toward the sofa and flopped down onto it. On the heavily indented leather sofa, he hooked his arm around the inside of Eun-myeong’s thighs.
Facing the ceiling, Eun-myeong felt the man’s abdomen pressed against his back. Though there was far more skin-to-skin contact than before, it felt as if he were enduring the shame all alone.
The more body heat he felt, and the more he could lock eyes with the man, the more Eun-myeong felt during their encounters.
“Ugh, ngh!”
The man thrust upward with a thumping force. Eun-myeong’s cock swayed wildly in the air like a toy doll. Helpless, Eun-myeong was tossed around by the man. He grabbed both of his own feet with his hands, his toes curling grotesquely.
“Ugh, ha-ah….”
This wasn’t what he meant by “hold me.” He wanted them to be chest-to-chest, so they could hear each other’s heartbeats.
Soon, semen spurted from the tip of Eun-myeong’s cock. Eun-myeong’s body shuddered. Feeling a strong contraction deep inside, he hugged his own chest with both arms. It was a spine-chilling pleasure so intense that it wouldn’t have been strange if he had died from slamming his head against the window right then…!
“Hmph…!”
The man didn’t stop, continuing to stir Eun-myeong around. He dug into the entrance that was trying to tighten around him, ruthlessly pounding the interior. Water splashed and poured from inside the hole. The man’s pubic hair also became tangled and soaked in the mire.
“Stop, hng, please, stop….”
Eun-myeong pushed against the man’s thighs, begging him to stop, but the pillar piercing his bottom was too terrifying.
The man’s thighs were beneath his buttocks. The muscles, bulging and dipping sharply, were like the legs of a horse. Moreover, it was as large as a child’s arm; the thing stabbing into him felt less like a human’s and more like the enraged cock of a beast.
The skin near his navel dipped and rose. It felt as if the cock might pierce right through his stomach. Eun-myeong’s eyes rolled back as he moaned in pleasure over and over. He was a mess, leaking from both front and back, delirious with pleasure.
“If you’re looking for a sugar daddy, you should pick one with a lot of money.”
The man pulled on Eun-myeong’s earlobe as if to tear it off. He rubbed the soft hair with his chin.
“Hmm?”
The man asked. The innocent eyes looking up at him were moist. Resentment toward him was also reflected there. Yet, when the man tried to pull his chin away, Eun-myeong quickly pressed the crown of his head back under the man’s chin. He was like a young bird burrowing into its mother’s breast.
The man wondered whether or not to bring food to this little thing.
“You have to get a seed from an Alpha in your ass to become an Omega, right, Baby?”
At the low-flowing words, Eun-myeong reflexively nodded his head up and down, whispering, “Yes.”
“This isn’t cost-effective.”
Thump, thump. The man muttered through his teeth as he slammed his erect cock into the hole.
“I should have sold you off long ago.”
While spouting such words, the man accelerated his thrusting. The tightness this body provided with every plunge was indescribably exquisite. It felt as if white lightning were striking his brain in a flash of ecstasy.
“Ngh, hng….”
The moans that leaked out in time with the rhythm were a bonus. At the sound of moans that felt like his lower abdomen was being melted by fire, the man couldn’t resist; he gripped Eun-myeong’s jaw and kissed him roughly.
He poked into the throat, gathered and swallowed all the saliva, and swept his tongue across the tender roof of the mouth, making him melt limply. Even in this state, there would be bastards who would find him delicious enough to eat. If he were put in a plaza, everyone and their mother would glare, begging for just one bite.
The man ejaculated while squeezing Eun-myeong’s soft belly tight with his palm. Semen poured out in surges. The thought that this was being contained in that lower abdomen brought a strange sense of fulfillment that swept through his entire body.
The man went to the bathroom, urinated, and roughly washed away the remaining traces from his body with water.
Tsk, he clicked his tongue. He had done it so much that his groin was completely soaked. The sweet scent was likely the fluid seeping out from Eun-myeong’s hole.
After washing himself, he came back with a new towel soaked in water.
When he approached the bed, Eun-myeong was already asleep. His entire body was mottled and red, as if he had a skin disease. Because he was so sensitive and soft, the man had essentially chewed him up.
His limbs were sprawled haphazardly across the mattress, as if he had no strength left in his body. Even so, he slept curled up like a shrimp, like a child.
The man wiped Eun-myeong’s body as he lay on the bed. The line extending from the buttocks to the legs was seamless and well-formed, which was quite enchanting.
“Mmm….”
As the man’s hand parted his legs, Eun-myeong tossed and turned, seemingly bothered. The man left the legs alone and lifted one arm.
When he lifted the armpit, it was covered in congestion and swelling. It resembled the reddish hue inside a ripe peach. Unable to resist, the man buried his nose there. The more you smell an armpit, the stronger the scent becomes. It was incredibly arousing.
After cleaning the body, he tossed the towel carelessly off the bed. He laid his large frame on the mattress and stretched out his arm to pull Eun-myeong’s body into an embrace.
At first, Eun-myeong resisted, perhaps because his stomach hurt, but once he felt the man’s body heat, he quietly pressed his ear against the man’s forearm. His cheek, dotted with orange freckles, was squashed.
Sigh, sigh. Small breaths could be heard. He could feel the rise and fall of the lower abdomen. He had fallen asleep in a way that he wouldn’t notice if someone carried him away.
His eyes were all raw from how much he had cried. His face was a mess of tears, but the man intentionally left the face alone while wiping the body. It looked better this way. Having a keen aesthetic sense, the man liked whatever looked more beautiful to the eye.
His lips, swollen reddish from being bitten and chewed so much, were slightly parted. The man ruminated on the voice that had pleaded with him using those lips.
‘Mister….’
The man chewed over that sentence like a cow.
‘Please hold me, please, ju-just once.’
Tears had been streaming from those large eyes that held only him. Such blind devotion.
Tsk, the man clicked his tongue. He recalled a story he had heard once about a dog. That it had walked hundreds of thousands of kilometers just to find its owner. Would this be the same? If he were to intentionally abandon him, he would probably run tens of thousands of kilometers barefoot to find him.
A strange pleasure bloomed. Having already ejaculated three times, the man felt another orgasm that pierced the back of his neck just from that imagination.
The next day, Eun-myeong woke up and lifted his eyelids to the dawn light. He felt his breath being constricted, and realized he was being held by the man again.
It was strange. This was a man who would never hold him, no matter how much he pleaded. Eun-myeong stared blankly, dazed.
A hypothesis slowly entered his mind. Could I have burrowed in unconsciously while I was sleeping? Eun-myeong’s eyelashes drooped. Did I cling to him again, without any tact or pride?
Having no pride was fine, but having no tact was problematic. The man might be offended if he woke up like this.
And if the man found him annoying, Eun-myeong felt he would be a bit embarrassed, and would dwell on that moment a great deal.
Still….
It felt wonderful to be in contact with such warm body heat. Since the CEO was asleep, couldn’t he be allowed to stay by his side just for this brief moment?
Yong-hee’s phone calls that had rung all night, and Jjangja’s work that he hadn’t finished, all sat in Eun-myeong’s heart like a layer of grime, like homework.
Eun-myeong gently closed his eyes. Hoping that sleep would quietly hide the greed he had indulged in.