#145

In an instant, a tongue pushed into his mouth. Shin Ho-jae gripped his waist, feeling a dizzying sensation as if he were falling somewhere.

He heard the thud of the door closing. He wasn’t sure if it had closed on its own or if he had pushed it shut with his hand, but he had a feeling it was the latter.

Even though all he felt against his palms was the soft texture of the cashmere knit he was wearing, the temperature felt as hot as a furnace. Saliva mingled as a somewhat hasty kiss continued.

Ho-jae pulled his waist toward him. Their bodies pressed together. When he pulled his tongue away to breathe, Ho-jae chased after him; when Ho-jae’s tongue left his mouth, he chased after him, swallowing his lips.

Ho-jae leaned his upper body forward to kiss him, bracing his hand against the wall. Because the hallway in front of the entrance was very narrow, his buttocks immediately touched the opposite wall. He was holding the other man’s waist with his remaining hand, and Jung-hyun leaned his entire upper body against that hand, pulling Ho-jae’s neck toward him.

In the arm embracing his waist, he felt a heavy weight and loosely relaxed muscles simultaneously. For some reason, it felt electrifying. He was leaning entirely on him.

Wanting to fully experience the surge of emotion welling up in this moment, Shin Ho-jae stopped kissing and opened his eyes slightly. He wanted to see his face. Soon, the other man’s eyelids slowly lifted. The moment his long eyelashes rose and a very thin double eyelid formed on his smooth lid was shudderingly ecstatic.

Their noses and foreheads bumped in succession, and soft hair brushed against the back of his right hand resting on the wall.

“You didn’t hesitate to suck my cock, so what’s with the two-room trick?”

“…What?”

“I couldn’t control my expression because I was thinking about that. I was going to see how far you’d go…”

Because his mind was hazy just from the fact that the other man had kissed him first, the reason why his expression had been poor upon arriving at the resort had already evaporated. Because of that, Jung-hyun’s voice was understood a bit slowly.

“If you hadn’t come, I was going to go to you.”

This time, there was no need to struggle to understand. It was because he could clearly feel the other man’s pheromones clinging cloyingly to his nasal cavity.

When Omegas seduce Alphas, they emit a sweet scent from their pheromones. Did Jung-hyun know that? Or was it unconscious? Either way, it was more than enough to excite Shin Ho-jae instantly.

Ho-jae kissed Jung-hyun as if pouncing on him. The tongue and teeth ravaging the inside of the mouth were urgent, and their touching chests repeatedly swelled fiercely and subsided. Thick saliva pooled endlessly by his molars.

Saliva slid wetly outside their lips. With glazed eyes, Shin Ho-jae wiped the saliva flowing down his chin with a finger and then parted his lips with that finger as if to put it back inside. He felt the soft, moist mucosa at the tip of his fingerprint. Because the kiss stopped for that reason, Shin Ho-jae looked down at his face with ecstatic eyes.

Jung-hyun sucked the finger that had entered his mouth with his tongue. He could clearly feel the thing swollen inside his pants leaking pre-cum. Without realizing it, Shin Ho-jae pressed his lower body tightly against him and rubbed.

Perhaps because of his pheromones, his body burned as if he were drunk. As his finger carefully traced the line of teeth and lingeringly toyed with the lips, Jung-hyun tilted his head slightly and pulled his hand out.

“Earlier, what did you say about pheromones?”

His voice was just as thick with excitement as Ho-jae’s.

“Your pheromones got stronger. You smell incredibly sweet.”

“…You can smell my pheromones?”

“Huh? Yes. You always did.”

Usually, one cannot easily perceive their own pheromones. It suddenly occurred to him that the other man might have never properly smelled his own scent.

“It’s a wonderful smell. Like dried leaves or herbs crushed by hand… But now, a sweet scent has been added to it. As if you want me, Hyung…”

Haha. Jung-hyun suddenly burst into laughter. Following his laugh, the corners of Ho-jae’s mouth naturally curved into an arc.

“Why are you laughing?”

“…Do you know? That pregnant Omegas don’t emit pheromones.”

“…Eh?”

“Shin Ho-jae, you’re in big trouble.”

Jung-hyun’s tone suggested he knew the reason. Ho-jae swallowed hard.

If it was “big trouble,” it had already happened. He had wanted to act rationally today of all days, but his sexual desire was overflowing, boiling over because of the skin, body heat, pheromone scent, and natural musk of the man touching him.

The only thing making Shin Ho-jae hesitate was a thread-like shred of reason. As the other man said, he could kiss and suck him without hesitation, but he hesitated to cross the line. For Shin Ho-jae, the meaning contained in a relationship was never light. It was so back then, and it was the same now.

Back off. Reason warned him. Licking his parched lips with his tongue, Shin Ho-jae slightly detached his body from the pressed lower half.

“You’re not going to do it?”

Then, Jung-hyun followed as much as he had backed away. He felt the erect penis rubbing blatantly against him. Panting hot breaths, Ho-jae tilted his head up toward Jung-hyun with fierce eyes.

“I want to. With Ho-jae.”

At that moment, he lost it. Shin Ho-jae grabbed the hem of the sweatshirt he was wearing and threw it to the floor. The speed at which he removed his pants and underwear was also fast.

Jung-hyun also quickly removed the black knit and pants he was wearing. His upper body was revealed under the sensor light illuminating the entrance. His firm muscles looked even smoother under the dim lighting. Ho-jae panted, looking at him from top to bottom as if licking him with his eyes.

When they were in Seoul, Jung-hyun had been continuously losing muscle, and he had felt thin even through his clothes. Fortunately, he had returned to a state similar to how he looked when they first met.

Of course, there were things that had changed. First was the belly that formed a slight mound, and second were the areolas that had widened slightly.

Shin Ho-jae tried to steady his panting breath and touched his nipple with his hand.

“Hng….”

A small moan escaped. It was merely an exclamation barely different from a breath, but he was desperate to hear more. Shin Ho-jae stopped teasing the nipple with his finger and gripped his chest using his entire hand.

Then, he sucked deeply on his sternocleidomastoid muscle. The man panting in his arms wrapped his arms around his back. He lowered his head further and greedily sucked on the other chest with his tongue. The small nipple that caught his tongue was as sweet as a fruit.

The waist he was holding trembled. Unlike Ho-jae, who had thrown away his pants and underwear together, Jung-hyun was wearing black drawers like a final bastion. While frantically sucking his chest, Ho-jae searched for the edge of the waistband with his hand. As soon as the elastic band caught his finger, he pushed inside without hesitation.

“Ha, ah…!”

His fully erect penis entered his hand. Like his own, the other’s was slippery and hard with pre-cum flowing from the tip. With somewhat hurried movements, Shin Ho-jae pulled the drawers down below the thighs.

It was then that he felt something different from before. Shin Ho-jae, who had been sucking his chest, pulled his mouth away and looked down. Feeling the gaze, Jung-hyun murmured amidst his panting.

“Haa… it started getting thinner and thinner since I became an Omega….”

His pubic hair had become noticeably sparse. Without realizing it, Ho-jae frowned. In that state, their eyes met. Jung-hyun observed the situation with composure and lifted one corner of his mouth.

“I think my skin has gotten softer too. Want to feel?”

“Haa, Hyung. Stop provoking me.”

“I don’t want to stop.”

Jung-hyun laughed softly as if teasing. Ho-jae was anxious and irritated, but this side of him had always been fuel for his excitement. Ho-jae pounced and kissed him again. The two continued their passionate kissing.

While ravaging the inside of the mouth, he rubbed his lower body several times as if bouncing. Every time Jung-hyun made a groaning sound in his throat, his desire for conquest was elevated beyond words. By the time the urge to enter him somehow made his mind go blank, Ho-jae half-intentionally grabbed under his thighs and lifted his legs.

Jung-hyun did not resist and wrapped one leg around Shin Ho-jae’s waist. Thanks to that, their lower bodies pressed even closer. Because his pubic hair had thinned, the feeling of the veiny shafts and scrotums rubbing against each other was vivid. It felt like his cock was going to explode.

He wanted to go in. He wanted to pierce through those narrow membranes with his cock and ravage the inside without mercy.

The memory from a few hours ago, when he was greatly disappointed by the other’s comment that his driving was rough, briefly flashed through his mind. He didn’t know if there was a statistic saying sex and driving were similar, but he felt that might be the case. It was no wonder he had shaken his head. Right now, he just wanted to speed roughly toward the climax.

With his head full of such thoughts, he moved his hand behind the other’s back and down. It was because he thought he had to carefully open and widen his private area.

He had only mixed bodies with him once, and even then, the memory grew blurry toward the end due to the effects of the rut, but the memory of putting in a great deal of effort for a long time to open his interior was vivid.

However, Ho-jae’s thoughts evaporated before he even fully touched his private area.

“Fuck….”

The fact that he pulled away from the kiss in surprise and even let out a curse spoke for itself. Jung-hyun looked up at him with a slight frown. The sensor light that had gone dark turned on again. Under the moderately yellow light, his face looked so sexy that Ho-jae instinctively swallowed.

Ho-jae tried to calm his pounding heart and explained the reason why he had stopped kissing and cursed.

“You’re wet. Your bottom is….”

Long fingers went toward his private area again as if to confirm. Around the small, tightly wrinkled hole, it was slick with viscous lubrication. It was so drenched that it seemed a splashing sound would occur every time he tapped it playfully with his hand.

Did they call this a “flood” in porn? At the expression that suddenly came to mind, the area below Shin Ho-jae’s cheeks burned hot. He couldn’t bring himself to say it and only twitched his lips, but Jung-hyun laughed softly.

“It’s a flood.”

146 – PUCK DROP