By Zephyria 
Beforе Dо-hyun cоuld even rеасt, Wоо-уeon lеаnеd his forehеad against Dо-hyun’s shоulder. Тhen, оn a whim, hе buriеd his nоse in the сroоk of Do-hyun’s nеck and inhalеd deeplу. Althоugh thе surroundings were filled with Woо-yeon’s рhеrоmоnеs, an Alрha sсеnt wafted frоm Dо-hyun’s neck.
“Your рherоmоnes smell sо gооd…”
Fоrgеtting that hе hаd beеn trying to take off his pаnts, Woo-уeon рressed his bodу clоse to Dо-hуun. The frаgrant, thick рherоmоnes sееpеd thrоugh the skin. Dо-hуun lеt out an inсrеdulous lаugh, уеt hе didn’t push Woo-yeon away.
“You should sleep now, Woo-yeon.”
It was a natural thing to say, but Do-hyun’s words didn’t register at all. Woo-yeon rubbed his nose against the nape of his neck, greedily inhaling the pheromones. He could feel his already feverish body gradually heating up further.
“Nngh…”
His threadlike sliver of reason fluttered away. His lower half felt tight, and the inside of his stomach felt itchy. Woo-yeon slowly moved his hand down to rub his center.
“…Haa.”
He could feel his semi-erect member through his pants. As Woo-yeon touched it, it continued to grow in size. He rubbed it bluntly, then pressed down firmly. It seemed as though instinct was governing his movements.
However, no matter how much he moved his hand, he couldn’t reach the pleasure he desired. Eventually, after struggling for a while, Woo-yeon began to fidget with his hips.
“What are you…”
Finding Woo-yeon’s squirming in his arms strange, Do-hyun pulled away. His gaze slowly drifted down to the hand rubbing the lower half of Woo-yeon’s body. Unbothered by the gaze, Woo-yeon pressed his palm down harder.
“….”
For a moment, he felt a sense of floating. Because Do-hyun’s pheromones were suddenly cut off, Woo-yeon thought that time might have stopped. If Do-hyun hadn’t spoken in a sunken voice, Woo-yeon might have tried pinching his own cheek.
“Woo-yeon.”
Instinctively, he looked up at Do-hyun. His vision was blurry, so he couldn’t see what expression Do-hyun was making. Thus, Woo-yeon leaned his head back into Do-hyun’s embrace and pleaded in a whining voice.
“Please take these pants off for me.”
“….”
“They feel stifling…”
Do-hyun didn’t hug Woo-yeon back. He simply remained still, his body stiff and his mouth shut, just like that one time. Hugging Do-hyun even tighter, Woo-yeon rubbed his lips against the nape of his neck.
“Just the pants, okay?”
Only then did some reaction return. It wasn’t that he took off the pants or hugged Woo-yeon. He simply let out a low laugh and muttered.
“How do you plan on facing me tomorrow after doing this?”
“…Tomorrow?”
His thoughts wouldn’t connect. What did what he was doing now have to do with seeing Do-hyun tomorrow? Noticing that Woo-yeon didn’t understand, Do-hyun spoke as if he were going crazy.
“You’re drunk, so you’ll just say you don’t remember.”
His voice wasn’t like usual. It was low, heavy, and above all, scary. Feeling a surge of sorrow, Woo-yeon wrapped his arms around Do-hyun’s waist. He had kept saying he wasn’t drunk, yet Do-hyun kept refusing to believe him.
“I’ll remember.”
“You’ll remember?”
Woo-yeon nodded with as much sincerity as possible. His lower half felt strange, his body was hot, and an unquenched thirst had accumulated in his stomach. If he didn’t release this desire somehow, nothing would be more sorrowful than that.
“I won’t forget. So please…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Do-hyun’s hand moved forward. With one hand, he undid the button Woo-yeon had been struggling with and pulled down the zipper. Then, he grabbed Woo-yeon’s shoulders and leaned him back against the headboard of the bed.
“Then go ahead and do whatever you want.”
Without answering, Woo-yeon slid his hand inside his pants. Thanks to the buckle being undone, the sensation against his member was clearer than before. As he kneaded over his underwear with an unskilled touch, a tingling pleasure vibrated through his lower abdomen.
“Hng…”
His body slid down. With his knees bent and legs spread apart, he tilted his head back. His shorts, which had rolled up unnoticed, exposed his pale thighs.
“Nngh…”
Woo-yeon’s thighs twitched as he opened his eyes slightly. His vision was blurry, so he couldn’t see Do-hyun clearly. Where he was looking, what expression he had, and what his lips were doing.
The only thing certain was that because Do-hyun wasn’t releasing pheromones, it was difficult for him to reach a climax.
“Pheromones… please release them.”
“….”
“I can’t go…”
The sound of a sigh was heard. Smiling crookedly, Do-hyun lowered his voice gloomily.
“Now you’re trying to use me as masturbation material.”
Woo-yeon, scattering heated breaths, squinted his eyes. ‘Pheromones aren’t allowed?’ Thinking so, Woo-yeon tentatively brought up a suggestion.
“Then, instead of pheromones…”
“Instead of pheromones?”
“Your hand?”
“….”
He couldn’t tell what Do-hyun was thinking. He wouldn’t hug him, he cut off the pheromones, and now he wouldn’t even answer. He was just asking to borrow a hand; why was that so difficult?
“You’re really mean.”
Woo-yeon muttered softly as if complaining. As he made whimpering sounds, Do-hyun let out a deep sigh. He covered his eyes with one hand and spoke in a tightly suppressed voice.
“…You’re lying on my bed right now.”
Woo-yeon answered without stopping his hand. An unconscious groan escaped his throat.
“Hng… I know.”
“Right, there’s nothing you don’t know.”
“Nngh…”
The hand that had been covering his eyes slowly swept down his face. He saw Do-hyun close and open his eyes a couple of times. Soon, a low voice leaked through his teeth.
“Your heat cycle isn’t far off, is it?”
“Ugh, yes…”
“Did you take a suppressant?”
“I took… I took it… ah…”
“You can’t go around doing this anywhere else, do you understand?”
“…Nngh.”
“I’ve been drinking too, so…”
His voice slowed down. The trailing words, ‘I shouldn’t do this,’ were barely audible. How much time had passed? Biting his lower lip, Do-hyun muttered in a cracking voice.
“Ha… fuck, I don’t know anymore.”
Woo-yeon was startled by the fact that a vulgar word had come out of his mouth. It was a common curse for others, but it was the first time he had seen Do-hyun use one. While Woo-yeon was momentarily dazed, Do-hyun approached and grabbed his wrist.
“Take your hand away.”
He obediently removed his hand. It was because he had a reckless faith that Do-hyun would do something for him. Do-hyun reached for Woo-yeon’s lower half and swept over the whole area as if gauging its size.
“Ah…”
Even though he only touched him over the underwear, a tingling pleasure was felt. It was incomparable to when he had been fumbling with it himself. Do-hyun moved his hand over the underwear a few more times and then pulled down the waistband with his fingertips.
“Hng…”
Even in his delirious state, Woo-yeon instinctively closed his thighs. It was because he felt very shy having his member exposed to the air. With little pubic hair and a pale color, his member was just the right size to fit in one of Do-hyun’s hands.
“Ah… you can’t.”
“…Why?”
“Because I’m shy…”
Do-hyun replied, “Is that so?” and wrapped his hand around Woo-yeon’s member. As he gripped it in one hand and rubbed it up and down, Woo-yeon let out a cry and bowed his head.
“Hng, ah… ahh…”
“You said you were shy, Woo-yeon.”
The sensation of dry flesh rubbing against the hand was vivid. Pre-cum leaking from the tip of the glans flowed down slickly. Do-hyun rubbed the glans with his thumb and then swept down to the shaft.
“Haa…”
Woo-yeon collapsed into Do-hyun’s embrace. The pheromones that had been cut off earlier had been slowly flowing out for a while now. The pheromones felt in his breath and on his skin gnawed away at the heat from the back of his throat.
“It’s hard not to go when you’re feeling this much…”
Do-hyun moved his hand while gently soothing Woo-yeon. He softly released pheromones and patted his back with his other hand. Whenever Woo-yeon curled his body and gripped the fabric of the clothes, Do-hyun rubbed the most sensitive part to make him lose strength.
“Ah, no, no…”
“What’s ‘no’?”
He felt as if his mind were going to break. Even though he was only being touched by a hand, the stimulation was excessively overwhelming. If ejaculation hadn’t been slower than usual today, he would have reached a climax long ago.
“…It’s slow because of the alcohol.”
Whispering softly, Do-hyun traced Woo-yeon’s back. From the shoulder blades to the spine, and up to the back of the neck. Every single touch of the blunt rubbing was stimulating.
“It’s too… too strange… hng…”
Woo-yeon curled his toes and trembled violently. Without knowing when it started, tears had gathered in the corners of his eyes. His clear cheeks flushed red, and the shimmering tears dropped.
“Hnggh…”
As soon as Woo-yeon tilted his head back, Do-hyun’s gaze followed his face. His eyes, boiling with heat, looked as if they would lose focus at any moment. As if pestering him, Woo-yeon wrapped his arms around Do-hyun’s neck and pulled him toward himself.
“Nngh, it feels good, hng…”
“….”
The distance narrowed until their lips almost touched. The pheromones filling the room had already mixed to the point where it was impossible to tell who the owner was. Thinking that the breath touching the tip of his nose was sweet, Woo-yeon tilted his head slightly.
“….”
“….”
Do-hyun’s eyes slowly lowered. The gaze entangled in the air was hotter than ever. A look that still held a remnant of reason traced Woo-yeon’s face several times. Hesitating over something, he even stopped the hand that had been touching the member.
“Quickly, please… more…”
Woo-yeon urged in an anxious voice. His moist voice wrapped around erotically. He pushed his head forward to try and do something to Do-hyun, but his lips collided with the area around the jaw rather than the intended spot.
“Nngh, please…”
“Ha…”
Growling low, Do-hyun moved his hand again. The sensation of the palm rubbing the glans brought a wave of pleasure he had never experienced before. Woo-yeon’s voice pitched high, and a sharp moan echoed in his throat.
“Ah…”
The act of suddenly shrinking his body was like a signal flare announcing the climax. Every time the long fingers wrapped around like a snake, his lower abdomen tightened.
Woo-yeon gripped Do-hyun’s collar and heaved his chest. His thighs closed, and his ears rang dully. Pheromones more powerful than ever poured out as if to devour Do-hyun.
“Hnggh…”
Finally, Woo-yeon ejaculated into Do-hyun’s palm. His member, hot as if it would burst, twitched and vomited semen. While Woo-yeon trembled, Do-hyun held him up and caught the semen.
“…Ah.”
Do-hyun’s lips parted slowly. Whether it was a name or an exclamation, something unidentified leaked out. In that fleeting moment, Woo-yeon also let out a thin moan.
“Ah… Teacher…”