2.1 The First Leap (2)
Of course, it was true that he had helped more diligently because Lee Hee-jung said he had to go to his parents, but even if that weren’t the case—even if he had simply said he wanted to leave—he would have helped.
He had helped other friends living on the second floor in the past. If they told Park Gil-pyeong they wanted to leave, they were either put up for the next auction unless they were a Gemstone of a particularly coveted grade, or they became free after paying a certain price. However, those who found neither option satisfying chose to run away.
In those times, Seoul did what he could. He would distract Park Gil-pyeong or arrange a way out. There were too many empty houses in the neighborhood, and for Seoul, who ran through those alleys every day, the hiding spots were etched into his mind. There had already been three or four instances where he pretended to search under Park Gil-pyeong’s orders while hiding them, eventually slipping them out among the departing guests.
That was why Geum Seoul couldn’t understand why Lee Hee-jung had bothered to bring up his parents. He would have helped enough even if he had just said he wanted to leave. Of course, people who ended up here usually had nowhere else to go or had already suffered through terrible things, so it was rare for them to want to leave as soon as they arrived. Most would spend a few days gauging the atmosphere, and once they realized Park Gil-pyeong wouldn’t touch them further, they would gradually adapt and slowly save money to leave.
Trying to leave on the very same day was an unusual case, so it would have taken some time to come up with a plan, but Geum Seoul would have thought of every possible method.
“Because I thought that kind of thing would work on you.”
Geum Seoul’s gaze dropped abruptly.
Ah. He lacks self-awareness, Gye Do-hyeop defined. He hadn’t specifically intended to shatter the boy’s innocence. He simply thought it was better to speak the truth. In the first place, Lee Hee-jung wasn’t someone who looked like a good person by any stretch. While he agreed that the man had a tragic fate, this wasn’t a sentencing hearing; there was [unauthorized copy]no need for mitigating circumstances. While acting as Gwak [visit our site]Chun-young’s lover, Lee Hee-jung had lured, assaulted, imprisoned, or played against each other and resold numerous Jewel Omegas in similar situations just to satisfy Gwak’s collecting habit.
“Next.”
“Is that why you told me that too, Chief?”
Gye Do-hyeop’s otherwise unchanging eyebrow twitched.
“What?”
“You said Noki’s parents hired you. You thought the same thing, didn’t you? That it would work on me.”
He wasn’t questioning him aggressively. Rather, Geum Seoul spoke calmly, leaving Gye Do-hyeop speechless. Instead, his eyes narrowed.
It was true. He had judged that it would work, and it actually had. As soon as he brought it up, Geum Seoul had shed a single tear and confessed that he had hidden Lee Hee-jung. Normally, he would have spat out a blunt, “Of course it fucking worked, that’s why I did it,” but the words stopped at the tip of his tongue. Geum Seoul nodded as if he had already received the answer.
“But. I don’t really get it.”
“…….”
“Isn’t it normal to feel soft-hearted if your parents are looking for you?”
Geum Seoul raised his gaze again, searching for those black pupils. At the suggestion that he was the normal one and that people who took advantage of such things so easily were the strange ones, Gye Do-hyeop stared at him askew.
The world had been running abnormally for quite some time. Gye Do-hyeop’s position was one where he witnessed countless instances of the irrational, the eccentric, the illogical, and even the grotesque. It was the same when he was young, in the anti-terrorism team, and now as the Chief of the NSSD. He always had to be one step ahead. No matter how vicious the target was, how much they racked their brains, or how many moves ahead they calculated, he had to be above them to pull their teeth, snap their spine, or leave them to dig their own grave.
It had been a long time since he encountered normal reasoning. Chief Gye, who was probably banned from hell for the sin of out-talking Satan, remained silent for a moment. Geum Seoul was right. It was human nature to feel pity or grow weak when told one’s parents were searching for them.
“I suppose so.”
He answered simply. Only then did a hint of relief fill Geum Seoul’s eyes, and his shoulders finally relaxed. Feeling as though he had been validated in the thought that ‘I’m not the wrong one,’ Gye Do-hyeop silently gripped Geum Seoul’s wrist, which was still resting on his shoulder, and pulled him closer. As he guided the arm to wrap around his neck, the upper body tilted easily, and they snapped together.
Geum Seoul was held in his arms. Feeling uncomfortable, he squirmed slightly and fidgeted with his stiff hands, but gradually relaxed until he finally rested his white cheek against the shoulder. Despite stolen contentthe cock crumpled in his trousers feeling like it might burst, Gye Do-hyeop focused on the body heat felt through layers of clothing and the pleasant Pheromones.
Anyone can easily spout so-called textbook morality, but the fact that Geum Seoul, who must have worried about basic survival in a deserted village, thought so rationally felt like the most irrational thing of all. Especially with that face, and with a fate lived as a Jewel Omega.
To survive, Geum Seoul should have been faster at calculating, more suspicious, and more skilled at lying than anyone else.
So why was he like this? It was a foolish way to be. Seeking common sense in a life spent struggling for survival.
“Does it suck that I played you?”
“No. Because you were just trying to find Lee Hee-jung quickly. We aren’t close enough for you to feel sorry for lying to me.”
Cheap understanding. Mercy given so freely that it could hardly be called forgiveness. Gye Do-hyeop stopped talking and took a deep breath. He didn’t feel particularly good or bad. However, the Pheromones were magnificent. It felt like entering a forest filled with lush trees. Dazzling sunlight filtered through the thick green leaves, radiating a warm energy. The scent of pine. The smell of grass. A fragrance full of vitality that made one feel truly alive. Having inhaled nothing but foul dust for so long, the feeling of finally breathing in a forest relaxed his tightly coiled muscles.
Perhaps unfamiliar with touching a person this way, Geum Seoul fidgeted, occasionally twitching his hips or slightly moving the arm wrapped around the shoulder, but he didn’t fully pull away. After staying still for a moment, the long fingers that had been stroking Geum Seoul’s outer thigh shifted direction and pushed into the gap of the shorts.
“Geum Seoul.”
“Yes?”
“Now it’s my turn, right? The question.”
Gulp. Geum Seoul swallowed hard and nodded. Just as he was becoming a bit afraid of what question he might hear, the man laughed.
“Have you popped your cherry?”
“…….”
“Front or back.”
Faced with a direct question without any euphemisms and a vulgar choice of words, Geum Seoul pushed the back of his head away to separate his upper body. His mouth hung half-open. Thinking that someone who lived rubbing shoulders with insane perverts in that neighborhood wouldn’t be unfamiliar with the terminology, Gye Do-hyeop simply maintained eye contact. Geum Seoul’s lips wobbled as if choosing his words, and his ears turned slightly red. He did know.
“…No.”
“What about during your Heat?”
“I take medication, so it’s to the point where it doesn’t show.”
“Ever met a Dominant Alpha?”
“I don’t think so.”
That explained it. Among the NSSD teams taken to that neighborhood, he was the only one who had smelled Geum Seoul’s Pheromones. Being a Dominant Trait-bearer, a rarity that was becoming increasingly scarce, didn’t necessarily mean receiving special treatment. Rather, because their Pheromones were strong and could absorb and influence the quiet Pheromones of others, they were often cursed as potential criminals. The probability of a rare Dominant Alpha drifting all the way to that neighborhood and discovering Geum Seoul was low. If they had smelled this scent, they certainly would have been curious.
Geum Seoul’s breathing was gradually becoming heavier. His thumping heartbeat was the same. The body he had been touching until now was so large and cozy that a sensation he had never felt before surged within him, and the Pheromone scent that had begun to drift more strongly a while ago kept tickling deep inside his stomach.
‘You were gagging in front of that bastard earlier.’
The conversation he’d had with this man previously rushed back to him. He had felt nauseous at Park Gil-pyeong’s Pheromones. Clear saliva had pooled in his mouth, and he had gagged to the point where it was hard to breathe. [unauthorized copy]But he wondered why this visit our siteperson’s scent had no repulsive quality, and why it felt better the more he smelled it. Geum Seoul’s inhalation deepened.
“Do you… happen to know why?”
“What. The reason you’ve managed to hold out without being fucked until now?”
“No, no. Not that.”
Startled, Geum Seoul waved both hands. His cheeks were flushed red. After taking a couple of sharp breaths, he asked quietly.
“I don’t know why the Chief’s scent is so good. I couldn’t stand other Alphas’ scents and kept throwing up….”
With only the two of them there, it wasn’t a secret; his upper body, which had been a hand’s span away, pressed back against him as the voice flowed into his ear. This son of a bitch is acting like a whore again. Unaware of such thoughts, the pitiful small animal merely waited for an answer, his fingers twitching. However, Gye Do-hyeop answered very lightly.
“Because I’m a Dominant Alpha?”
“Ah….”
“Or.”
Geum Seoul, who was about to agree and nod immediately, listened intently to the following words. It looked as if he were pricking up his ears. Tick, tick. Gye Do-hyeop, who had been flicking the hem of Geum Seoul’s shorts with his thumb, spread his palm wide and lightly covered and pulled the back of Geum Seoul’s head. They were close enough for their breaths to mingle. As his focus blurred, Geum Seoul squeezed his eyes shut. What a joke. Closing your eyes as if you know what’s coming. At the sight of such low defenses, the corners of Gye Do-hyeop’s mouth curved into an arc.
“Or because you’re fucking horny for me?”
Snap. Geum Seoul snapped his eyes open. However, his eyelashes fluttered weakly as the Pheromones rushed in intensely.
“Hey.”
“…Yes?”
“What did you say would happen if you smelled my Pheromones one more time?”
Laughter laced the end of Chief Gye’s voice as he asked visit our siteshamelessly, despite having drenched the air in them himself.
The pleasant, fluffy Pheromones instantly pressed Geum Seoul down into a state of languor. Panting, Seoul slightly curled his upper body and turned his head downward. In doing so, his lips brushed against Gye Do-hyeop’s shoulder.
“Fuck, I’m getting hard….”
“Excellent memory.”
Geum Seoul repeatedly licked his parched lips to moisten them. He was completely out of it. The Pheromones, which made even his vision hazy, clung to him as if they would melt all his flesh.
“The Pheromones are… too… thick….”
“Are you telling me because you think I don’t know?”
Gye Do-hyeop’s fingers finally burrowed into the gap of the trousers. Pushing up from the outer thigh to cover the underwear, Geum Seoul startled and clung to him. Gye Do-hyeop pressed his lips to the ear. He mimicked a whisper.
“You didn’t even check if your panties were wet back then, did you?”
“Hng….”
The words were so erotic that Geum Seoul kept clinging to Gye Do-hyeop as if moaning in pain. Every time the Pheromones tangled, his slender fingers repeatedly gripped and pulled the black shirt.
Geum Seoul realized instinctively. When he had smelled Gye Do-hyeop’s Pheromones at the lodging last time, his body had grown hot as if on fire and his stomach had fluttered exactly like this. This was completely different from the other Alphas who had made him feel nauseous. His spine and lower abdomen curled, and strength naturally entered his buttocks….
“Ah!”
The hand that had crept up to his buttocks firmly gripped the plump flesh. Geum Seoul let out a small sound and trembled. Because he tightened his grip on the arm wrapped around his neck, it felt as if Geum Seoul’s voice was vibrating through their touching chests rather than through his ears.
“I’m the one who had all these clothes and panties bought and delivered. That bastard Yoo Jeong-ham just repeated what I said like a parrot.”
“I, I know. Hng….”
“Mm-hmm. Remember it well. Everything [Read on Read BL Novels]that reaches your hand, everything you eat, everything you wear—I’m the one who orders [Read on Read BL Novels]and commands it all individually.”
“Yes, but, the Phero, mones, please.”
“Would it be okay if you just thanked someone else?”
“Ah, no….”
Slap. The four fingers that had been kneading the cute buttocks moved toward the tightly closed gap. As if knowing exactly where he intended to touch, Geum Seoul trembled more and more violently. Although the other hand covered and stroked his back, it wasn’t to fully soothe him. Gye Do-hyeop’s finger finally rubbed the gap of the parted buttocks. Soon, a voice laced with amusement brushed past.
“You’re wet.”
“Hk. Uuu….”
Burying his head and tightening his lower body, Geum Seoul acted exactly as he had when his mouth was being inspected before. He obediently offered himself and waited for the result. Without a single shred of resistance. Pulling him by the waist to lift his buttocks slightly higher, Gye Do-hyeop gently stroked the area around the hole with his finger. Geum Seoul’s fingers pressed into the nape of Gye Do-hyeop’s neck, and trembling breaths were exhaled in succession.
“Why are you staying so still? Like some experienced brat.”
Yoo Jeong-ham would have been disgusted if he had heard this. The irony of Gye Do-hyeop—who was the first to leak Pheromones and butter up a gentle kid to fuck him—complaining about the lack of resistance or refusal was perfectly fitting for his shitty personality. However, Geum Seoul only wobbled his lips a few times, searching for words.
“The scent…. It’s good. I want to smell more….”
It was the first time. In Geum Seoul’s twenty years of life, it was truly the first time he had smelled Pheromones this pleasant. Having grown up among Omegas who instinctively felt repulsion toward each other’s Pheromones, Seoul had spent his time gagging at the Alphas’ Pheromones he occasionally encountered.
But the scent of the man named Gye Do-hyeop was so wonderful that the more he smelled it, the more his heart fluttered and throbbed. While staying in this house for a few days, he had even craved the man’s scent as it gradually faded. Heavy, dried flower petals. The scent of heavy leather. The soft and seductive fragrance kept making Geum Seoul’s body, which had lived only in rejection, grow sweet and hot. That was why, despite it being his first time, the surrender was so easy.
Tap, tap. Gye Do-hyeop tapped Geum Seoul’s languidly melting cheek twice with his index finger.
“Wake up. I’m going to fuck you hard starting now.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m horny. You are too.”
The reason was simple.
Whoosh.
“Ah.”
He felt his buttocks lift from the floor, and soon his back touched the leather of the sofa. Just as Gye Do-hyeop had been lounging earlier, it was now Geum Seoul’s turn to sit in a posture that seemed to flow onto the sofa. However, before his toes could even touch the carpet on the floor, Gye Do-hyeop grabbed the waistband of his trousers and stripped them off in one go. His eyes widened and his double eyelids deepened slightly, but Gye Do-hyeop was merely licking his lips while admiring the disheveled body beneath him.
Geum Seoul was fair. Generally white, generally red. The crumpled white T-shirt had ridden up with his movements, fully exposing his cute navel, and his flat lower abdomen and groin were tinged with pink, without a single scar.
“Hah, unbelievable.”
Even the cock, which had gained strength and stood erect beneath that, was like a delicious peach. An uncircumcised cock, plumply ripened and entirely surrounded by the prepuce, with only the slightly wet urethral opening peeking out. No, wait. Shouldn’t this be called a ‘pepper’ rather than a ‘cock’? The shaft, which looked to be about a hand-span long, was also exceptionally white and red, looking quite pretty.
While he was analyzing the words, the fruit, which had turned bright red in an instant from the blatant gaze, squirmed and curled its body. The genitals that had been visible until a moment ago disappeared behind the white thighs raised by his knees, [unauthorized copy]but this was actually an advantage [visit our site]for Gye Do-hyeop. He pressed down on the back of the knees to fold the waist and positioned himself under the sofa.
“I’m going to suck your hole, so let’s see how much thicker your Pheromones get.”
“Yes. Yes?”
“Mm-hmm. I like brats who answer well. I only keep people like that when I’m working.”
A startled voice leaked out as his head was jerked, but Gye Do-hyeop replied nonchalantly while rubbing the perineum with his thumb. Just a bit of rubbing and it’s already fucking glistening, damn. Acting like a whore again.
He knew it was pretty before stripping him, but seeing it laid bare was staggering. Below the scrotum that rose along the cock, the pink hue that seemed to deepen from the perineum reached its peak at the entrance where the wrinkles gathered. The white buttocks had already been stained red just from being kneaded inside the clothes earlier.
“Haa, ah!”
Geum Seoul squeezed his eyes shut and kicked his legs. Truly, truly, the man’s lips attached to his there. Just the brief spread of hot breath felt like it would make him faint, and as the hot, slippery tongue began to gently probe the bottom, the bridge of his nose tingled and his head rang.
“Ugh! It’s strange, it’s strange. There, ah!”
Geum Seoul couldn’t even scratch the leather sofa, so he gripped the hem of his innocent T-shirt and shook his head violently. However, because his waist was folded, all he could see were his own knees, and the ceiling through that gap was too far. As he opened his mouth to exhale a deep breath and tilted his head back, the tongue pressed more persistently, as if forcibly prying open the tightened bottom.
“Hng, ngh!”
As Geum Seoul’s toes repeatedly curled and unfurled, Gye Do-hyeop used his thumb to press and open one side of the hole, finally sliding his tongue through the gap. Due to the nature of an Omega whose rear becomes wet, the body, clearly overcome with arousal, kept twitching and swallowing his tongue. A stiff tension gathered at the nape of Do-hyeop’s neck as raw lust surged.
“Hng… ugh, ah! It feels, strange, like, I need to, pee, hng, I think…”
“Yeah. It’s probably not pee.”
“Hng!”
Unable to even struggle properly, Geum Seoul’s whimpering voice, complaining that things felt strange, only made Gye Do-hyeop’s ulterior motives darker. Separate from the urge to thrust deep with his cock, he wanted to suck this sweet hole indefinitely. He felt as if he could bury his face there and swallow the slippery fluid like water, devouring every drop.
As Gye Do-hyeop opened his mouth wide to bite and push his tongue in, the cartilage of his sharp nose pressed against Geum stolen contentSeoul’s perineum. Sluurp, schlick. As he began to suck with such vulgar, clinging sounds, Geum Seoul finally let out a scream and convulsed. His shins sliced through the air a few times, dangling uselessly, but Gye Do-hyeop’s grip on his lower thighs remained firm, leaving him unable to adjust his posture.
“Hnggg, hng… Ah!”
Squelch.
In an instant, the thumb that had been stretching the hole as if to enter along with the tongue tightened with force. It was because the back hole had constricted. Gye Do-hyeop, whose jaw had grown numb from how hard he had pushed his tongue and exerted force, finally pulled his head back.
“Hey. I haven’t even been sucking for five minutes.”
“Pheromones, just a, little… hnguu…”
“Fuck your excuses. It’s not because of that.”
Geum Seoul was crying, his face flushed deep red with blood. Thanks to the tears flowing down his temples, a few cloudy gemstones were tangled in his hair. His cheeks, eyelashes, and lips were splattered with cloudy fluid. Why was it this easy? Is he a premature? The sight of him crying after having ejaculated all over his own face just from a bit of sucking pressed hard against Gye Do-hyeop’s desire for conquest. Hmmm. The long exhale wasn’t out of composure. The thick muscles in his jaw tightened and released.
“You’re doing all this fucking madness just to seduce me… huh?”
“Hng, I’m sorry… it’s just too strange, so strange.”
Lifting his wet eyelashes, Geum Seoul, still in a provocative position with his waist bent, closed his eyes tight again. Gye Do-hyeop realized that everything from his nose to around his mouth and chin was wet. But since he would just get wet again anyway, Gye Do-hyeop’s hand moved not to his own chin, but to Geum Seoul’s cheek. Rubbing the semen splattered on his eyebrows, cheeks, and chin, Gye Do-hyeop brought it to his own mouth with effortless ease. Like sucking a finger covered in jam, the whitish, cloudy fluid was quickly taken between Gye Do-hyeop’s lips.
“Ah! I don’t…!”
“You don’t like it? I sucked your back hole clean, and you don’t like eating a bit of semen?”
“It’s, not that, hng, it’s dirty…”
Geum Seoul was completely out of it. His entire body was so hot it felt as if he were on fire, with a throbbing sensation from his back to his head, and as he said, the thickened pheromones made his vision flicker. The line between right and wrong grew faint, and the sexual desire making his stomach ache grew larger, lounging in the sweet pheromones.
“So you’re telling me to shut my mouth and just suck your ass?”
“No, I— haah!”
Well, if that’s what he wants. Knowing that Geum Seoul was forcing his lower body forward, Gye Do-hyeop pretended to be sad, his eyebrows drooping as if coerced, and pressed his mouth to the hole once more. This time, instead of pushing from the popliteal area, he used both thumbs to spread the insolent, twitching hole wider and pushed his tongue deep inside, flicking it. The convulsing Geum Seoul twisted his body, making choking, breathless sounds, but Gye Do-hyeop was busy biting and sucking Geum Seoul’s underside like a dog that hadn’t eaten in days.
Squish. Squish.
In the living room where the air conditioner blast poured down, Geum Seoul had been shaking his body for ten minutes, crying loudly on the sofa where the two were entangled. Having ejaculated three times just from having his rear sucked, Geum Seoul trembled in his lower abdomen, having just pitifully leaked thin semen. And Gye Do-hyeop, who had released just that much pheromone, pulled his head back, his cheeks wet from rubbing his face against Geum Seoul’s groin.
“Seoul. Look at this. I sucked it so much that two fingers just slide right in. Want to see? I can even do a scissor motion inside.”
“Hng, hng, I… I don’t want to see…”
Geum Seoul was barely clinging to his sanity. However, his body was so heated that he was panting with glazed eyes, his skin flushed red like someone who had been in a sauna for a couple of hours.
On the other hand, Gye Do-hyeop’s vision was quite clear. This was partly the result of overusing pheromone-suppressing injections, but also thanks to Geum Seoul’s weak presence. Although the pheromones were rising a bit thicker than usual, the concentration wasn’t high enough to break an Alpha’s reason, so Gye Do-hyeop took Geum Seoul to his heart’s content while fully conscious. The same went for sucking the rear, inserting fingers, and scraping the inner walls.
“Ah, hng! There, hng, Manager, ah!”
Geum Seoul, bracing his feet against the sofa, lifted his hips and collapsed repeatedly. Gye Do-hyeop pressed his palm against Geum Seoul’s lower abdomen and moved his hand vigorously. Every time two fingers dove deep into the wriggling inner walls and pulled out, the muscles tightened in a desperate attempt to resist, and sexual desire climbed up like a flame along a wick.
“There? Where is ‘there’? If you don’t give me the coordinates and just say ‘there,’ how the fuck am I supposed to know?”
Geum Seoul shook his head frantically, tossed around by the nonchalant feigning of ignorance.
“Yes. Eh? Th-there, hnggg, ng!”
“Yeah, alright. I can tell even without an address. You’re saying it feels good when I scrape here. My wrist is already soaked, and it’s leaking onto the sofa, so there’s no way I wouldn’t know.”
Leaking so much clear fluid that he was like a fruit bursting with juice, Geum Seoul was completely ripe. Water that would burst if poked. Gye Do-hyeop, who had thrust his fingers deep inside, gently gripped Geum Seoul’s pale cock. The cock, hot from repeated ejaculation and erection, wrapped around his palm.
A non-circumcised cock that was always covered unless someone intentionally peeled it back. As he gently pulled the thin foreskin down, the red tip of the cock popped out. Ah. From that alone, Geum Seoul’s thighs convulsed, and he panted, covering his face. His lower abdomen swelled. Thinking about how he wanted to thrust his own cock into that spot, Gye Do-hyeop took the tip of the cock, which boasted a clear color without a single hair, into his mouth.
“Ah!”
Squish. Squish. Simultaneously, as he thrust deep into the rear and shook his wrist, Geum Seoul tightened his hips again and choked on his breath. He had tilted his head back so far that the back of his head rubbed against the leather, but the more force he exerted, the clearer the movement of the fingers tightening inside became, and Geum Seoul soon began to gasp for air again.
Gye Do-hyeop intentionally moved his head. So that the tip of Geum Seoul’s pink cock would scrape the bumpy roof of his mouth and enter up to the entrance of his throat. The glans poking the most sensitive spot.
“Hi, ugh!”
Geum Seoul collapsed. With his waist lifted as high as possible, he let out a long climax, pouring out semen in great gushes. Gye Do-hyeop, who had flattened his tongue to suck the shaft clean, pulled his head back and swallowed what was in his mouth, but Geum Seoul, unaware, closed his eyes tight.
“Haah, uu… it feels, ah…”
It truly, truly felt like he was going to die. He felt like he was dying because it felt so good. How could this be? The man’s pheromones kept making his mind hazy, and despite having no tolerance, they kept rushing into his nose, heating up his body. His eyes kept glazing over, his focus blurred, and everything felt as if it were scratching the inside of his brain. Sexual stimulation he had never experienced before was crashing over Geum Seoul with terrifying force.
“Does it feel good?”
“Hng, haah, yes…”
“Fuck, I guess I didn’t even need to ask.”
Even the man’s voice became hazy. The fingers that had been stirring the rear were gone, and the soft mouth that had heightened the climax in front moved away, so he, busy panting, gave a very slight nod. Geum Seoul’s hearing, melted damply by the alpha pheromones floating around and enveloping his entire body, grew distant.
Rrip.
Thus, the sound of a thin piece of vinyl tearing felt faintly distant. He didn’t even hear the mutterings like, ‘Ah. Trying to embrace an Omega…’
It was only after his back writhed and something blunt was pressed firmly against his bottom that he realized Gye Do-hyeop had come close again. He also realized the gap just now was because of the condom. As he forced his eyes open, his hazy, wet vision cleared slightly. A handsome face was right before him.
“Geum Seoul. Do you even know what you’re doing with me right now?”
Panting, Geum Seoul swallowed dryly and nodded. Because the man in front of him was so beautiful, Geum Seoul unconsciously raised his hand. Far from hating it, his body became soft, pickled in sweet honey. Even just the touch of Park Gil-pyeong’s hand or being near Im Gyun-il made him want to hide his presence and wish for time to pass quickly, but now, it felt good. The sensation of being stirred inside. The way the man’s pitch-black eyes kept staring directly at him. Despite it being his first time, Geum Seoul kept finding the man welcome. His white fingers touched the man’s cheek very precariously.
“…Fuck, it’s, hng, hot.”
Gye Do-hyeop grabbed that wrist and pressed his cheek even closer. The man’s cheek wrapping around his palm. At the wonderful smile given like a compliment, Geum Seoul’s focus blurred again. The pheromones deepened. As his ribcage expanded, his bottom opened. Ah! Geum Seoul tilted his head back, and Gye Do-hyeop’s lips crashed onto his exposed, snow-white neck.
“Hey. Fuck… why is it so fucking tight?”
After that, amidst the frantically driving acts, Geum Seoul couldn’t utter a single word. He simply kept tilting his head back, clutching the man’s shoulders or neck with his fingers, gasping for air, while Gye Do-hyeop pushed and thrust inside, the back hole swallowing the cock.
“Haah! Ng! It’s, hng, too big…”
“Pretending to be weak. You’re fucking gripping it well right now.”
Gye Do-hyeop’s greed clung to the small gemstones that began to drip and tangle in Geum Seoul’s brown hair. Every time he pulled his waist back and slammed in, releasing a bit more pheromone, Geum Seoul, as if he had never found it burdensome, wet his bottom and greedily gripped the shaft of the cock.
Thud.
“Fuck. This is fucking tight.”
“No, hng! I can’t, I can’t!”
However, in the middle of it. Before he could even put it all in, Geum Seoul gasped and shook his head violently. His fingers curled tight.
“Haah… what, is half all there is?”
“Hng, if you move, more, hng, hnguu… my stomach is too full…”
Geum Seoul whimpered like a puppy. With goosebumps rising on his completely pink, ripe body, he wrapped his arms around his lower abdomen and shook his head, saying no more could enter. Gye Do-hyeop looked down as if gauging.
“Please, hng, don’t, come in more.”
“……”
Geum Seoul’s convex lower abdomen. When it dipped in as he exhaled, it was almost visible how far the cock had entered. The fact that he couldn’t even touch it properly, stolen contentjust saying it was too burdensome, that all the stimulation was too much, while shaking his hands and dripping tears or gemstones, scratched Gye Do-hyeop’s sadistic streak again. Fuck. Gye Do-hyeop laughed. What kind of pretty little dog is this, beautiful in every corner? This was already the several-th time he’d had such thoughts about Geum Seoul.
“If you, hng, put more in, I don’t want—”
“Should I only put it in this far today?”
“Hnguu, hng… ugh.”
Sniffling, he quickly nodded. Even so, the pre-cum gathered on his flushed glans dripped down the shaft from the pleasure. When Gye Do-hyeop gripped that cock, his white shoulders leaped high and then sank. He gently rubbed the tender flesh beneath the glans with his thumb. It felt as if he could hear the whimpering sounds. Gye Do-hyeop’s brow furrowed and his gaze narrowed at how tightly the rear was gripping.
“Then. You’ll take more next time?”
“Haah… yes.”
“All the way to the root? Can I shove my balls in too?”
Not knowing what kind of absurd, crazy demand that was, Geum Seoul nodded with a drenched face.
“Say thank you.”
“Thank, hng, you…”
“You have to say what you’re thankful for.”
“For, hnguu, not putting in more…”
Obedient Geum Seoul. A wave of satisfaction traveled from Gye Do-hyeop’s spine to the crown of his head. He had pretended to be composed, but in truth, Gye Do-hyeop was also using all his strength to control his pheromones. What lay before him was shockingly erotic; the more he appreciated it, the more his reason seemed to fade. If Geum Seoul’s pheromones hadn’t been this faint, he might have lost his mind and lunged to knot him.
“Ah, fuck…”
Geum Seoul, who had taken the swollen cock. Gye Do-hyeop, clenching his teeth, braced his hand by Geum Seoul’s head and thrust his hips up repeatedly. A crooked smile played on his lips.
“Hey. You should be thankful I used a condom too.”
“What? Hng, ah!”
Geum Seoul’s refusal was only that much, as his bottom was being stirred exactly as much as it had gripped. He convulsed slightly, making sounds like hieuk, ugh. Gye Do-hyeop’s talkativeness also decreased. As if the few words they exchanged were a promise, his furrowed brow didn’t relax as he focused on not thrusting in any further.
He had never considered anyone else. It was a job where he shouldn’t, but his nature was simply like that. The background that allowed him to live without such considerations played a part, but that wasn’t a good excuse either. He grew up hearing from his grandfather if he was a brat without a mother or father. He frequently heard verbal abuse telling him to go around saying he was an orphan. For such a Gye Do-hyeop to show the generosity of thrusting only halfway during sex, where his reason was thinning, was quite a meaningful act, but neither of them were in a state of mind to realize it.
“Hnggg, hng! Ugh, ah!”
“Haah…”
It became increasingly difficult for Geum Seoul to breathe. The hyperventilation was because he was being utterly overwhelmed by the Dominant Alpha’s pheromones. Since his bottom had been opened so impossibly wide, it wouldn’t have been strange if he had passed out long ago, but his brain was so melted by sexual desire that it was hard to tell. Instead, he kept clinging to Gye Do-hyeop.
Every time the hard tip of the cock, stirring deep inside, pressed against some part of the inner wall, his lower abdomen tingled as if the urge to urinate were rushing in. Since that was converted into another kind of pleasure, he poured out tears at the wave of fear and kept clinging to Gye Do-hyeop’s neck with his arms. Every time he desperately called out, “Manager, Manager,” he heard a ‘fuck’ in his ear, but he didn’t have the luxury to feel self-reproach.
“It, hiek! It feels good, there, keep, hng, hnguu.”
“You told me to only put it in this far, so why the fuck do you keep chewing it with your hole, huh?”
Eventually, Geum Seoul, whose reason had been completely stirred away, wrapped both legs around Gye Do-hyeop and began to pant frantically. Gye Do-hyeop kneaded, pulled, and shoved until red handprints appeared on Geum Seoul’s tender skin. Fearing he might actually lose it and thrust all the way in, Gye Do-hyeop gripped the middle of his own cock with his hand and thrust repeatedly; water leaked and splattered from Geum Seoul’s back hole, which was hitting his hand rather than his groin.
“Ha! Haah, ng!”
Even though it wouldn’t go to the root because his hand was blocking it, blood continued to pool on the white skin as if he absolutely had to thrust deeper into that deep place. Geum Seoul’s mouth gasped. Haaaaa. Finally, with a very long moan, he leaked thin fluid across his lower abdomen. Gye Do-hyeop spat out another string of curses at the muscles tightening as if to bite the rear. A premonition sliced across his neck that this incredibly erotic and obscene body might make him a complete idiot in the future.
“…Ng.”
The sleeping Geum Seoul made a small sound. Geum Seoul, who had fainted while being eaten on the bed, did not wake up even when Gye Do-hyeop, wearing only training pants, downed a bottle of soju and returned to the master bedroom.
Having sucked, licked, and inserted in the living room, ejaculated on white cheeks, and finally entered the bedroom to thrust once more, both the living room and the room were filled with his pheromones. Thanks to the automatically running circulator, they were now gradually diluting. The air, which had begun to turn blue outside the window, indicated what time it was. Instead of getting into the bed, Gye Do-hyeop sat on the single-person sofa in one corner of the master bedroom and leaned his body to the side. In his slanted field of vision, he could see Geum Seoul on the bed.
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