By Zephyria 
Haon was hungry.
Usually, he wouldn’t even look for food, but whenever a sudden bout of hunger struck, he would lose his reason and shove food into his mouth. He inhaled everything indiscriminately, not knowing what he was eating or whose food it was. This was a side effect of his pheromones being unable to be released from his body.
“I’m hungry….”
Whenever an unstable heat cycle arrived, an appetite far greater than sexual desire clouded Haon’s reason. Because his secondary gender manifested very late, his pheromones and heat symptoms were different from others, and his weakened body fell ill easily.
“Hungry….”
A hunger that could not be filled no matter how much he ate. That drove Haon into danger. Once a heat broke out, he would clutch his starving stomach and run everywhere, stuffing anything into his mouth. He greedily chewed through food others were eating or even trash discarded on the ground.
When there was nothing to eat, he would grab onto strangers and cry until his throat tore, telling them he was hungry. If the other person was a low-life Alpha, one hundred percent of the time, they would drag Haon to a motel or a dark alley. To Haon, who said he was hungry, they fed him things from their own bodies until he vomited. Haon, not even knowing what he was eating, clung to them, begging for more. Until his voice went hoarse. Most pitifully.
“Ah!”
Haon’s consciousness cleared for a moment as he hit the back of his head against the plush headboard. In that gap, he blinked his wet eyes repeatedly and scanned his surroundings.
Because his body was shaking, he couldn’t see the face of the Alpha mounted on top of him clearly. It was a dark space without a single ray of light, so he couldn’t see anything.
Were the blackout curtains drawn? Or perhaps it was a place without windows to begin with.
Thump, thump, thump. A chilling sensation ran down his spine at the grotesque sound echoing every time wet flesh rubbed together.
“Nng…!”
The man who had been thrusting roughly suddenly slowed down, slowly probing inside. At the more vivid stimulation, Haon trembled and grit his teeth. He tilted his head back to avoid smelling the Alpha’s pheromones, but was stopped by a large hand.
“Does it hurt?”
The man, cupping the crown of Haon’s head, asked. He lifted Haon, who kept hitting his head against the headboard, and continued the insertion while releasing pheromones.
The man sat Haon atop his firm thighs, stimulating the genitals that were leaking fluid. Intoxicated by a pleasure that made his toes curl, Haon clung to the man, his mouth gasping.
He wanted to say he hated it.
But from his feverish body and saliva-coated mouth, only groans of pain escaped. Due to the heavy pheromones enveloping his entire body, it felt as if his tongue were curling up. He felt so good it was difficult to breathe.
Every time the Alpha’s hand touched his flushed body, an erotic moan leaked through the gaps of his teeth. When the man caressed the deep line of his spine, Haon even began to lift his hips on his own. It wasn’t by Haon’s will.
“You’re good at this.”
The man chuckled, as if the Omega shaking his own hips was commendable. At that reaction, Haon’s tears burst forth.
It wasn’t his first time being held by a strange Alpha. Unlike his body, which had already become accustomed to the act, Haon burst into sorrowful tears every time, even while his mind was hazy from the heat.
His last memory was clearly of changing clothes in the locker room after finishing a short-term part-time job, as usual. Because Haon’s body was weak, he drifted between hall serving and event guiding jobs that needed fill-ins, rather than high-paying places like construction sites or logistics centers. Due to his irregular heat cycles, he couldn’t even dream of a permanent position.
“Heuuk.”
Today was the day he had finished his closing shift for over fifteen days at a high-end restaurant that emphasized a ‘neat appearance.’ In that case, was this man a restaurant employee? Or a fellow part-timer?
Haon’s hip movements, which had been probing his own inner walls while crying hard, stopped. It was because the man grabbed his narrow pelvis and stopped him.
“Why are you crying so much?”
The man whispered softly and tilted his head toward Haon. He pressed his lips against Haon’s parted mouth while stroking his pelvis and rounded buttocks as if to soothe him.
“Are you naturally a crybaby?”
The man’s lips, brushing against him as if almost kissing, were soft. It was a sensation alien to his low-pitched voice. At that touch, which made the inside of his mouth tingle, Haon’s body flared up again.
As he moved his hips slightly to soothe his burning insides, a dry sound—whether a sigh or a laugh—was heard. The man continued to say something after that, but it didn’t reach Haon, whose focus had blurred.
And so, Haon’s consciousness drifted away once more.
* * *
Waking up, Haon blinked while staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. His eyelids were so swollen from crying that he could barely open his eyes.
“Ugh.”
He tried to get up from the bed immediately, but clutched his aching waist and gave up. Not just his waist, but his buttocks and inner thighs were throbbing and stinging.
Eventually, after wriggling under the covers for a long time, he barely managed to lift his head.
Bright sunlight was streaming in through a slightly open curtain. He had woken up in cheap motels before, but he had never woken up in a hotel this spacious and luxurious. It was also the first time his body had been washed clean and felt fresh.
“Cough.”
As he tried to push the covers aside, the cool air hitting his bare skin made him retreat back under the blanket. Even though he moved slowly, groans of pain leaked through his teeth. His waist was stiff, his limbs felt heavy, and especially, a place he couldn’t mention stung so much that even lying down was difficult.
While coughing, he quickly closed his eyes at the sound of the door swinging open. He didn’t particularly intend to pretend to be asleep, but he unconsciously held his breath.
The sound of slippers scraping the floor grew closer to the bed. Please, just look briefly and leave. Haon swallowed hard, praying that the Alpha approaching him would not get onto the bed. If they did it more, he felt he wouldn’t be able to walk for days.
Ah, please.
Haon’s desperate wish flew far away along with the blanket covering him.
The man’s cold hand spread his thighs. His legs flinched at the cool sensation. He grit his teeth, trying to relax his body as much as possible, and continued to pretend to be asleep. Sometimes, if his reaction was boring, he was lucky enough for the partner’s interest to fade early.
Regardless, the problem was this hotel. Now that his mind was clear, Haon was far more terrified of the hotel’s room rate than the man parting his buttocks in broad daylight. Even to the uninformed Haon, the furniture and wallpaper in the room looked extremely expensive.
He’ll definitely ask to split it half-and-half, what should I do? Or he’ll try to do it more in exchange for the room cost…
He couldn’t decide whether the former or the latter was better. Normally, he would have paid half the room cost and fled the scene, but he couldn’t even guess how much it would be, so he didn’t dare. Even if he scraped together all the money in his bank account right now, he probably couldn’t pay it. But his body wouldn’t hold up if they continued.
“Ngh….”
While Haon was lost in deep thought, a liquid much colder than the man’s hand touched the crease of his buttocks. It seemed he intended to go through with it until the end. A long index finger coated in liquid dug into the buttock crease, moving up and down a few times.
Haon, getting goosebumps, grit his teeth and suppressed a sound. The slippery liquid was applied to the most sore area as well. Realizing a finger would soon enter, he let out a long breath through his nose.
He had had a lot of sex even after his heat ended, but not once had it been by Haon’s own will. It was always because the other person wanted to.
Haon couldn’t refuse Alphas who spread his legs as they pleased or who entered while he was washing and abruptly overlapped their bodies. He hadn’t even known that he had the right to refuse.
“Um, excuse me….”
Unable to endure the sensation of the interior being slowly probed, Haon finally spoke.
“Let’s… let’s rest a bit first, then do it.”
He breathed heavily and weakly pushed the man’s wrist away. He tried to endure it somehow, but he just couldn’t. He wanted to avoid insertion at all costs.
Fortunately, the man backed off according to the strength of Haon’s push. As the index finger that had been shallowly inside withdrew, a sigh of relief naturally escaped. However, the tension did not fade.
“I’m really sorry, but I don’t think I can… do the insertion anymore.”
Cold sweat beaded on Haon’s forehead. His trembling eyes were fixed only on the bed sheets.
“But I can do it with my mouth….”
Haon’s voice, filled with desperation, trailed off. He said it, but he wasn’t confident in satisfying the man with his mouth. Every time he did, he often heard that his suction was weak and he didn’t know how to use his tongue.
“I’ll do it well.”
Still, he couldn’t do the insertion. Knowing how much he suffered when his bottom tore, he was even more afraid. Even now, his buttocks hurt as if they were torn. Thanks to the cold gel the man applied, the stinging had decreased, but the pain hadn’t vanished.
“I’m not going to.”
The man’s voice rang out low, breaking the short silence.
Haon unconsciously lifted his head in the direction of the sound. For a moment, the voice was so good he thought the TV was on.
The moment his gaze met the man’s face, Haon’s eyes and mouth opened wide simultaneously. In all his life, he had never seen someone who looked like that.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
The man, placing the ointment in his hand on the nightstand, asked. Haon was too busy admiring the man’s face to even think about answering. His eyes moved frantically, like a hardcore fan encountering a famous celebrity.
The gaze openly observing his face might have been embarrassing, but the man seemed accustomed to it and left Haon alone to look as much as he wanted. Thanks to that, Haon enjoyed a feast for his eyes.
“Wow.”
He even let out an exclamation of admiration right in the face of a stranger. Surprised by looks that would slap an actor’s cheek, he seemed to have hallucinated that he was actually watching TV.
“What skin is this….”
What surprised Haon the most was the man’s porcelain-white skin. His skin glowed brightly, as if it were under its own spotlight. Having grown up in the countryside, Haon was often surprised by the fair skin of Seoul people, but he had never seen someone with skin this clear and clean.
“Do you want porridge, or rice?”
As Haon stared at his face longer than expected, the man, slightly turning his head, spoke again.
“There’s bread too.”
The dazed Haon habitually shook his head first, then belatedly gasped.
“Uh… I’m okay if I don’t eat.”
Only then did he realize he had been staring at the face too excessively, and his cheeks turned flush. Feeling embarrassed that his naked body was fully exposed, he closed his legs, and the man personally covered him with the blanket. Fortunately, it seemed he really had no intention of doing anything more.
“You’ll need to eat something to take your medicine.”
The man, sitting on the edge of the bed, pointed to the nearby nightstand. On top of it were a covered glass of water, ointment, and small medicine boxes.
“What medicine?”
Haon, pausing as he looked at the medicine boxes, asked cautiously. A sudden worry surged, wondering if he would be offered some strange drug. As if reading his mind, the man picked up the topmost medicine box and showed it to Haon.
It was emergency contraception. Below that was a painkiller commonly available at pharmacies.
“I did it as safely as possible, but take it if you’re anxious.”
“Ah, I’m okay.”
Haon answered without hesitation, as if refusing a meal. Hearing this, the man’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Um… you don’t have to worry about that.”
Before he could urge him to take the medicine further, Haon cleared his throat and added an explanation in advance.
That he does not get pregnant.