82 – Cypress Mosaic

His ​hole ​was ​not ​the anal, but ​the ​vulva—the ​reproductive ​organ ​of an Omega. The ​realization ​that his fingers ​were inside Elian’s ​manhood, ​touching ​the ​inner ​flesh, ​made Lorenz’s penis ​twitch ​and ​leak pre-cum inside ​his trousers.

Squelch, squelch. Squelch, ​squelch.

His rude ​fingers began ​to thrust ​inside rapidly.

“Haa-ugh! ​Hng!”

Elian’s ​limp ​upper body jolted ​upward.

Lorenz fondled ​his slight chest as ​if tearing at it, ​kissing his nape, earlobes, ​and cheeks ​indiscriminately. ​The muscles in the forearm thrusting ​into the vulva were ​sharply ​defined. ​Pheromones ​raced ​through the bulging ​green veins.

“Hng, ​hng, ​haaaah!”

Squelch, squelch.

Every time ​Lorenz’s ​fingers dug in to their ​limit, he ​could ​feel the love ​juice ​splashing ​at ​the ​edges of ​the ​hole. He ​was driven mad by the desire to ​see that obscene ​sight with his ​own eyes.

“Don’t… don’t do ​that! Stop ​it.”

Elian wailed, covering ​his ​face with both ​hands.

“Take… take them ​out. I ​don’t ​want… hng-huuh, ​there’s ​no need ​to ​do it… ​with ​fingers.”

“And ​if I don’t? ​Should ​I just ​lay ​you ​down ​and shove my penis in right away?”

“Hng…”

“Is that the Heat you want?”

Elian’s head slumped. A breath that sounded like a mix of a moan and a sob escaped him.

“Stop being stubbornly useless.”

He was trying to hide his pleasure-stricken state, exposing his weak spot—the nape of his neck—to his natural predator. He must hate himself for feeling pleasure from this act.

Trembling thinly through his neck and shoulders, Elian whispered in a voice so faint it was barely audible.

“If I don’t even do this… what can I even do.”

It was a voice laced with resignation.

“To hold onto even a small piece of the ‘me’ I know… this is the only way.”

That murmur made Lorenz pause.

But in the next moment, an unknown anger surged. To be precise, it might not have been anger. However, Lorenz did not know how to examine and categorize his emotions in such detail.

“Do you hate me that much?”

“……”

“Too bad, but no matter how much you want to deny it, the one in front of you right now is me.”

Thump, thump, thump.

Lorenz unbuckled his trousers with one hand. Because his penis was swollen inside, lowering the zipper was not easy. He managed to pull his manhood out through the gap of the zipper. Finally freed from the long pressure, it sprang out heavily, unfolding its long, cramped body.

Making his previous patience meaningless, Lorenz snatched and threw away the cumbersome blanket without a moment’s hesitation.

“N-no!”

Elian flailed his arms in the air, but his fingertips grasped nothing.

Having lost his final shield, he frantically pulled at the hem of his knit sweater to hide his lower half, which had completely transformed into an Omega’s reproductive organ.

Looking down at that pitiful, futile movement, Lorenz smiled bitterly.

“Hng! Hng!”

Sluuuurp.

As he pulled his fingers out of Elian, a massive amount of love juice poured out. The love juice streamed down Lorenz’s wrist and forearm. He stuck out his tongue and licked up the Pheromones of Elian flowing down his arm.

“Stop it! Why! Why are you doing that…!”

He didn’t even listen to Elian, who was horrified and trying to stop him.

Thump, thump, thump.

The essence of the Pheromones was excessively ecstatic. The savage instincts of the Rut raced and rampaged through his veins.

“Ugh.”

He pushed Elian down onto the sheets. To prevent him from getting up, he immediately dove between his legs and pressed his manhood against him.

He firmly grabbed and shoved aside Elian’s wrists as he frantically tried to pull his clothes to cover his crotch. Whether he [Read on Read BL Novels]hated [stolen content]it or rejected it, Lorenz had no intention of being lenient this time.

“Stop it right now! Get your hands off! What are you doing…!”

The lower half of Elian Bellotti, which he had wanted to see so badly, was revealed completely.

Pubic hair as pale as silk, legs with skin as clean as fallen snow, and a penis that was flushed red, unable to fully subside. Even the narrow hole that pulsed and leaked fluid. He took it all in, touching and groping every part with his fingers. To think that even a place like this was flawlessly beautiful.

“What are you doing! You… you don’t need to touch me like that!”

Elian’s resistance was completely powerless. Even if Lorenz just pressed lightly on his upper abdomen, Elian could not lift his body.

“Don’t look!”

His shout only echoed in vain.

No sound passing through Lorenz’s hearing could stimulate his brain.

The thick glans, glistening with pre-cum, was rubbed against the entrance of Elian’s hole.

“Ah… ahhh, no… you can’t…”

As Lorenz’s Pheromones touched the vulva, Elian’s waist lost its strength regardless of his will. Even as he flailed his arms, his hips twisted languidly.

Lorenz could not take his eyes off Elian’s lower body, the area where the Pheromones were leaking. The narrow entrance that continued to squeeze out love juice, twitching to accept him. The greedily swollen, thick glans rubbed around the edges of that hole. He was marking his territory, smearing his Pheromones.

The sight of himself, with only his manhood exposed through an open zipper, was vulgar. He felt like some back-alley degenerate pulling out his penis anywhere to satisfy a sudden surge of lust. Perhaps that was an accurate metaphor. An Alpha fallen into Rut could never be anything better than that.

Lorenz’s lower body pressed completely against Elian’s groin. An Omega’s love juice was the Pheromone itself. As he buried and rubbed his manhood against the inner flesh drenched in that bodily fluid, he could no longer think of anything. He didn’t even want to think.

Squeeeeze.

Finally, the glans found where it belonged and pushed its head inside.

“No! No, don’t do it!”

As if suddenly regaining his senses, Elian struggled violently.

“Please! Please!”

Lorenz ignored the two hands flailing in the air and the desperate pleas. It felt as if he were about to be sucked deep into the abyss of that hole. Gripping the base of his penis, he applied pressure and tried to push in slowly.

“Lorenz! Lorenz… please!”

“……”

As if the sound of his name called by Elian was a tranquilizer dart.

Lorenz stopped his movements for a moment.

Haa, haa.

Lorenz panted like an angry bison, his broad shoulders and chest heaving. Sweat rolled down the strong curves of his expanded chest muscles and the deltoids dropping from his shoulders to his upper arms. Reflected in the leaking moonlight, the droplets looked like silver beads.

He looked down at Elian with half-lidded [unauthorized copy]eyes. Shattered blue [unauthorized copy]pupils were looking up at him. Elian looked sad. Sad? They were simply resolving a Heat and a Rut. Who on earth feels sadness during sex?

“Do I have to explain again why this is necessary?”

Lorenz’s voice was tight and cracked.

“I can’t… I can’t do it.”

Elian raised his arms to cover his face.

He felt he understood why Elian chose to cover his face rather than the lower body he had tried so hard to protect. Moisture clung to Elian’s voice.

“……Why.”

“We… we shouldn’t do this. I can’t.”

“I said, why.”

“Mr. Wesley…”

Wesley.

In the end, it comes back to that again.

“I know who you are going to marry. I’ve exchanged greetings and had a meal together. You introduced them yourself! So how could you…”

As he continued to speak, resentment and pain seeped into Elian’s voice. Tears flowed from beneath the arms covering his face.

Lorenz grabbed both of Elian’s wrists and pinned them down onto the mattress. As expected, the pale face was stained with tears. Elian, who had been struggling to escape Lorenz’s grip, acknowledged that he could not shake him off and instead turned his head away.

Does he not want to show me the sight of him trembling with the pleasure of Heat, or the sight of him shedding tears? Both that pleasure and those tears are because of me.

“I won’t.”

For a moment, a voice so cold and indifferent it felt as if the Rut had suddenly ended escaped Lorenz decisively.

“……”

Elian hesitantly turned his head back to look at Lorenz. Their gazes met.

Thump, thump, thump.

The Heat and the Rut.

The violent throbbing created by the collision of the two.

It felt as if it would blow away this cabin, New York, and the entire world.

The one I had searched for so desperately, the one I found only after vomiting and losing consciousness from the Pheromones of dozens of others…

“I said I won’t do it.”

Lorenz hammered it home once more.

“Then, let me go. I’d rather… go to a hospital together right now.”

“What kind of delusion are you having?”

He firmly pinned Elian’s wrists back onto the sheet as he tried to lift his body.

“I’m not getting married.”

“……”

The waves in the wet eyes momentarily turned still. The two eyes facing Lorenz could not comprehend the words he had spoken.

“I’ll throw away something like marriage. You just think about me.”

He leaned his upper body down and pressed his lips against Elian’s. This time, there was no hesitation, no doubt, and no cautious request for permission.