By Zephyria 
Secretary’s Office_Lee Gyuna
[10:00 AM Departmental Report Meeting → Changed to 10:00 AM on the 25th.]
[12:30 PM Lunch meeting with Chairman Kang Min-seok of the Korean Pharmaceutical Association → Cancellation notice, schedule TBD.]
[5:00 PM Visit to Daejeon R&D Center → Changed to 11:00 AM on the 26th.]
[7:00 PM Video meeting with Trivion Pharmaceuticals (USA) → Schedule can be changed, but they prefer the time slot to remain fixed. From next Friday, the 7:00 PM slot is fully booked.]
Secretary Lee had sent over the schedule, organized clearly. Hui-won read it with hazy eyes, barely managing to move his thumbs.
Because of the force of the thrusts hitting him, his fingers kept slipping off the text window. He gritted his teeth and tried to endure it, but eventually, finding it impossible, he pressed the voice recognition button.
“Secretary Lee, move the Trivion video meeting to the end of the month. The dinner appointment scheduled for that day is a family gathering, so it can be canceled.”
His voice was converted exactly into text. Hui-won had memorized two weeks of Kwon Young-je’s schedule by heart, so he could confirm things without even looking.
Secretary’s Office_Lee Gyuna
[The center says there is an urgent matter that requires the Vice President’s confirmation. They say he must see it today; how should we handle this?]
Hui-won pressed the microphone icon again. As he began to say, “Tell the center to—” Kwon Young-je ruthlessly crushed the stimulation point inside his belly.
“Tell them to, send the details, via email. He’ll look at it for now, but a reply might not, ngh, come… and it’s hard for me to keep track, hng, ngh, ah! Ah, wait… just send the message, ah! Haa, ah!”
The voice recognition technology was so superior that it transcribed every single moan. By the end, there was nothing but moaning. To make matters worse, unable to withstand the recoil, his finger slipped, and the message—spanning a full ten lines—was sent as is.
[Ah, yes. Understood.]
Secretary Lee’s reply came after a long while. Looking at that pious and neat message, Hui-won felt as though his social dignity was being annihilated. In truth, even if no reply had come, or if a horrified reaction had returned, he would have felt equally embarrassed.
However, the embarrassment didn’t last long. His mind went blank from the pleasure Kwon Young-je repeatedly fed him. Hui-won cast aside his phone and gasped for breath.
Suddenly, his body was flipped. Now lying completely flat on the dining table, he faced Kwon Young-je. Those black eyes glistened in an almost eerie way.
“Your heat has started, hasn’t it?”
A thick scent of fragrant olive was wafting through the air. From the back hole, which was plugged by the penis, vaginal fluid leaked out in steady streams, soaking Kwon Young-je’s groin. It was an unmistakable sign of estrus.
“Haa, I… I feel like I’m going to die. Please, do something quickly.”
Hui-won wrapped his legs around Kwon Young-je’s waist. He pulled the man’s arms toward him, hugging his leaning body tightly. The inner walls, heated to the limit, tightened around the head of the cock, begging for semen to be poured inside.
“You’re only cute at times like this.”
Kwon Young-je curled the corners of his lips and lifted Hui-won up in one swift motion.
Thanks to the heat that had returned after a long time, they could now roll around and love each other to their heart’s content without a single thought for a while. He looked forward to this vacation.
“Hng….”
Hui-won’s waist trembled as if he had been pierced by a spear. His half-closed eyes stared blankly into the air. Just now, Kwon Young-je’s member had pushed right through into the gestational sac.
The glans filling him was gradually expanding in size. Now, even if he wanted to pull it out, he couldn’t.
Knotting was painful enough to make one faint while sober. But experiencing it during heat made his body shake as if he were being electrocuted. Right now, it felt as if his entire body had become an erogenous zone; even a slight touch caused fluid to stream from both front and back. Consequently, Kwon Young-je’s firm abdomen and groin were entirely drenched in the fluids Hui-won had released.
“You’re going to get dehydrated.”
While admiring Hui-won’s climax, he suddenly reached out to the side. He easily grabbed a water bottle left on the bed.
By the third day of the rut, the house had become a disaster zone. There wasn’t a single part of the blankets that wasn’t damp, and half-finished water bottles and dried-up fruit were scattered everywhere.
Kwon Young-je lifted the bottle and took a sip of the lukewarm water. He then lowered his head and let the water flow into Hui-won’s mouth.
With a stiff tongue, half was drunk and half was spilled. Just the touch of the tongue seemed to send jolts through him, making Hui-won’s waist bounce. Like a chain reaction, the inner walls tightened firmly.
“Young-je, haa, ah, Executive Director, hng, Executive Director.”
Because he wasn’t in his right mind, his titles for the man shifted. Hearing “Executive Director”—a title he no longer had reason to use—after so long only added to the excitement.
“Yes, Secretary Kim. Do you like it?”
“I love it, ngh, Executive Director… I love you.”
There was no way to withstand those words. Kwon Young-je tightly hugged the body impaled upon him. He lifted him up and sat him atop his own thigh.
“I love you, Hui-won.”
The excessively swollen head of the cock erupted with semen without warning. As the seed filled the scorching gestational sac, Hui-won began to shake, unable to contain his excitement.
So that he wouldn’t be afraid, and so that the semen he gave could reach the deepest parts, Kwon Young-je held the trembling body firmly. Their pressed chests thundered as if they might burst at any moment.
At that moment, a small painting entered Kwon Young-je’s field of vision. A painting he had recently received as a gift had been placed prominently in the couple’s bedroom.
To Kwon Young-je, it had been a meaningless decoration, but looking at it now, he thought that perhaps a miracle might happen.
“Hui-won, if… just if, by any chance.”
As he gently stroked the sweat-soaked back, Hui-won trembled slightly in his shoulders instead of answering.
“If another child comes to us, tell me immediately then.”
“…Mm.”
“I’m just saying this just in case, so don’t feel pressured, okay?”
“…Okay.”
The voice answering was almost a whisper. In fact, Hui-won went limp after those words. He had reached the limit of his physical endurance. The fact that he had lasted this long deserved praise. Kwon Young-je properly gathered the now-heavier body into his arms.
His pupils became clearer as time passed. It seemed the rut was finally coming to an end.
In truth, the future was unknown. For the two of them, a baby was no longer something that could be created through planning.
However, one thing was certain: as long as the person in his arms remained, he would never be lonely for the rest of his life.
According to research papers, the probability of pregnancy reaches 89% when an Alpha knots. However, Hui-won believed there was no possibility for him. This was because, due to the previous accident, he had been diagnosed with an inner lining that was too thin, making implantation itself difficult.
‘Still, let’s monitor it for a year. If you are frequently exposed to a Dominant Alpha’s pheromones, it might heal. The human body is that mysterious, and miracles do happen.’
The attending physician had added as many hopeful words as possible. But the moment the word ‘miracle’ was mentioned, it was practically the same as saying it was impossible.
As for Dominant Alpha pheromones, he was exposed to them as naturally as breathing, and it wasn’t as if there had been no knotting in the meantime. It was just that every time, there was no news. Wasn’t it time to let go of the expectation?
“…….”
Hui-won leaned back in his chair and stared blankly into the air. Although he wasn’t usually sensitive, his current languid physical state continued to bother him.
Coincidentally, Kwon Young-je was away for an external meeting. The notice that he was departing had come 20 minutes ago, so based on the distance, he would likely arrive within 10 to 15 minutes at the latest.
Deciding not to drag it out any longer and just get it over with, he opened the drawer. He took out a box he had hidden secretly and slid it into the inner pocket of his jacket.
“I’m going to the restroom for a moment.”
“Yes.”
The secretaries’ answers were perfectly calm. Only Hui-won, with a tense face, quietly slipped out of the office.
He intentionally sought out a restroom that was far away. The empty interior was quiet and secluded, with only the occasional sound of dripping water.
Hui-won hid inside a toilet stall. From then on, he left it to the will of heaven.
“…….”
Sitting on the toilet cover, he spent a nervous time waiting. As he watched the pregnancy test slowly begin to color, every second felt like an eternity.
Since the result would likely be the same anyway, why did he always repeat the same action? He felt pathetic for shaking his legs, but his heart would not follow his will.
Exhausted from hoping, the hand holding the pregnancy test dropped limply. Suddenly, a vibration rang out from the inner pocket of his jacket. He took out his phone to find a message from Secretary Lee.
Secretary’s Office_Lee Gyuna
[Vice President, he is arriving soon. He is expected to drop off at the main lobby.]
It was almost time to return. Hui-won put the phone back and let out a long sigh. Let’s stop now. Just as he was hurriedly preparing to leave and glanced down at the stick in his hand—
“…Eh? Uh?”
Two red lines were displayed side by side in the indicator window. It wasn’t a mistake; they weren’t blurry.
Hui-won’s buttocks practically leaped off the toilet cover. Unable to believe what he saw, a stunned voice escaped him.
“Why… why are there two lines?”
Really? In an instant, a flash of light filled his mind. Without thinking twice, Hui-won bolted out the door.
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