By Zephyria 
I was momentarily flustered by the darkness that greeted me even after opening my eyes, but the familiar pheromones enveloping my body relaxed my tension.
I stretched my arms high above my head and got out of bed. As I fumbled to pull back the curtains covering the window, an intense, dazzling light poured in.
Like someone who had woken up after a deep, worry-free sleep, my condition was exceptionally good. It felt like the kind of feeling one has after a moderate workout, a massage, a bath, and a good night’s sleep. That’s how refreshed I felt.
Kwon Yi-kang was nowhere to be seen. I wondered if he had just gone to work, leaving me asleep, or if he was outside the bedroom. When I opened the door and stepped out, Kwon Yi-kang poked his head out from the kitchen.
“Go wash up.”
Judging by his expressionless face and blunt voice, he was probably angry. Since I wasn’t exactly innocent, I quietly went into the bathroom, scrubbed myself clean, and returned to the kitchen.
“What are you doing?”
“Sit.”
There was no answer to my question; he had been giving nothing but orders for a while now. As I sat in the table chair with a pout, a bowl of soup was placed before me.
“Eat first.”
It felt as if the words ‘and then we’ll talk about whatever’ were omitted. Gauging his mood, I scooped some soup with a spoon and put it in my mouth. It was moderately thin and savory, with a hint of sweetness. With the smooth texture, I sucked the spoon with my tongue and glanced up at Kwon Yi-kang.
“What is this? It’s delicious. Did you make it?”
He sat in the chair opposite me in silence, sipping coffee. It tasted good, but the atmosphere felt like I might get indigestion. Feeling like a student being scolded, I sighed and put down the spoon.
“Finish it all.”
“You’ve been speaking in commands since a while ago. Are you trying to make me get indigestion?”
“Then, should I be smiling and begging you to please eat? Do you think this is a situation for that?”
“It’s not a situation to be angry about either. It’s not like I’m keeping my mouth shut and refusing to speak. There’s no reason I should have to see your angry face first thing in the morning.”
At my remark, he sighed and rubbed his face with his hand. His furrowed brow spoke volumes about his state of mind.
“Yesterday, when I was going home, my Hyungs were fighting in the garden. Oh, did I mention I have two Hyungs and they’re both total bastards? Right now, the psychological warfare over inheriting the hospital is insane. Father is still perfectly alive, so they’re just getting ahead of themselves. I think he’ll easily live for another few dozen years.”
I continued talking nonchalantly, as if telling a story about someone else’s house, while eating the soup again. Strictly speaking, it was someone else’s business, so there was no need for me to empathize particularly.
“As always, my second Hyung got crushed, and then that guy spotted me watching from the side. He must have been on his way somewhere, and for some reason, he suddenly dragged me along. I didn’t even know where I was going, I was just carried off in his car, and when I got there… it was a total mess.”
The soup went down smoothly, and before I knew it, the bowl was empty. Kwon Yi-kang, who had been sitting still and drinking coffee as if he hadn’t heard a word I said, suddenly stood up and refilled my bowl with soup. As he placed the soup bowl down indifferently, I looked up at him and gave a beaming smile.
“Why did you do cannabis?”
“There was a broker there supplying the drugs, and he said he couldn’t trust a stranger at a deal unless they did the drug right in front of him. The other guys all went to do their favorite stuff, my second Hyung is the kind of person who wouldn’t care if I died right in front of him, and the broker seemed like the type who wouldn’t budge even if I punched him, so what was I supposed to do?”
I spoke in a listless voice, waving my spoon. I told you. The guys who are called my Hyungs are bastards. There was no one there who would have cared about me.
“I’m just lucky I didn’t get injected with something. He looked like he was ready to give me a shot if I didn’t listen. Ah, seriously annoying. I’m scared of people like that. They’re the kind of people who don’t see anything in front of them and you never know what they’ll do if they’re in a bad mood. If both had been Betas, I might have stood my ground, but that bastard was an Alpha and I’m an Omega. I wouldn’t have been a match for him.”
If there was one thing I felt as an Omega, it was that the physical difference between an Alpha and an Omega is truly vast. The difference in build and strength is so great that I didn’t even dare to try and compete.
This is too unfair. We’re clearly the same species, but how can there be such a difference as if we’re different races? Besides, they say Omegas have to give birth. Then shouldn’t they be given a stronger body? What happens if you’re this weak and die while giving birth?
As I complained with a pout, Kwon Yi-kang tapped the table with his fingertips. It seemed to be a signal to stop drifting into other stories and focus on the main topic.
“That’s all. Since it was his first time, that bastard said he’d let it slide and gave me some marijuana. I smoked one hit, my head started spinning, and that’s when I contacted you.”
“Do you have nothing to say about that bastard hitting on you? You weren’t just high on marijuana; you were drenched in pheromones. It seems like you just let it happen.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I should have cracked that bastard’s skull, but I just let him hit on me. Right? I should have stabbed him with a knife, strangled him, or bitten his ear off, but I just took it. I’m the bad one. That’s what you want to hear, isn’t it?”
“…….”
“I’m starting to think contacting you was a mistake. All you care about is whether I was fooling around with another Alpha.”
“……That’s not it.”
“Yes, it is. That’s why you keep getting angry.”
“Yeah, so what’s wrong with that? What Alpha would like it if his Omega was handled by another man and walked around covered in someone else’s pheromones?”
Kwon Yi-kang clenched his fist and slammed it onto the table, raising his voice. Startled by the loud bang, I opened my eyes and looked at him; I could see the back of his neck flushed red and his jaw tightly clenched as if he were struggling to suppress his emotions.
“An Omega is not an Alpha’s property. Even in a married relationship, I don’t think that implies ownership. We aren’t even married. ……Omegas are people, too. But you…… you don’t seem to see me as a person. I like people who treat others as human beings. Though such people seem rare these days.”
I put down the spoon and stood up. I had lost my appetite, and I had nothing more to say. I should change my clothes and go home.
“Where are my clothes?”
I thought I saw my phone by the bed. I went into the bedroom, grabbed my phone, and came back out, but Kwon Yi-kang didn’t move. He didn’t seem to have any intention of helping me with my clothes, so I called Lee Kyung-jin.
—Yes, Young Master.
“Mr. Lee. Do you remember the apartment I visited last time? The one…… where you dropped me off when I wasn’t feeling well.”
—Yes, I remember.
“Could you come pick me up there? I’d appreciate it if you could bring some clothes for me to change into. Actually, maybe you can just come as you are.”
—I am in front of the house. I will bring the clothes.
“No, just come. Now that I think about it, I think I’ll be fine going like this. Come now.”
I was in my bathrobe, but it wasn’t as if I was naked, so what did it matter? I was just going to go down to the parking lot and get straight into the car. As I replied with that thought, Kwon Yi-kang suddenly approached and snatched the phone away.
“Give it back.”
“…….”
—……Master? ……Young Master! ……I’m coming now…… can you hear……?
Lee Kyung-jin’s voice echoed faintly from the phone.
“I said give it back. Give it.”
“……I’m sorry.”
At the apology that barely managed to escape his lips, I stood still and looked up at Kwon Yi-kang’s face. An expressionless face that made it impossible to tell what he was thinking, lowered eyebrows, a gaze fixed near my shoulder, and lips pressed tight after barely uttering a word. I stared blankly at his stubborn jawline and finally let out a sigh.
“Give it back.”
“Cha Soo-kyung.”
“I was in the middle of a call. Give it. You say you’re sorry with your mouth, but you’re suppressing the situation with force right now. Are you actually sorry?”
At my reprimand, he reluctantly returned the phone. Lee Kyung-jin hadn’t hung up, so the call was still active.
“Mr. Lee.”
—Yes, Young Master. I am listening. I will be there immediately. Please do not worry.
“……No, I’m sorry for changing my mind, but you’ll have to come a bit later. I’ll contact you again. Is it morning now? Or lunch? If you haven’t eaten, please go and have a meal.”
—No, sir. I will move to the location and wait. So that you can come down immediately at any time.
“Don’t do that. Go eat. If you’ve eaten, have some coffee and spend some time. I’ll contact you later. I’ll hang up now.”
This man really doesn’t listen. He works too hard; that’s the problem.
After ending the call, I stared at Kwon Yi-kang, who was standing right in front of me. It was a signal that since I had hung up, he could now say what he wanted to say. I had no intention of uttering a single word until he spoke first.
“……Finish eating.”
After standing and waiting for a long time, the words I heard were to finish the remaining soup. I let out a hollow laugh, baffled.
“You said it was delicious. I made it this morning…… so finish it.”
Ah, seriously. ……I’ll let it slide because he’s cute.
I don’t know why this man, who is so huge and a whole head taller than me, is so cute. It’s cute how he, who usually speaks so well, stands there blankly not knowing what to say in a situation like this; it’s cute how he steals glances at me, pretending not to; and it’s cute how he says “I’m sorry” so awkwardly, as if he’s never apologized before, and then keeps his mouth shut.
I sat back down and gestured to the chair opposite me. At the word “Sit,” Kwon Yi-kang hesitated before sitting down.
“Tell me what, how, and why you are sorry.”
“…….”
He probably just apologized because I was angry, without actually thinking he did anything wrong. I groaned, my head starting to ache as I wondered where to even begin pointing out his faults.
“Are you sick? Is something wrong with your body?”
“My head hurts. Because of you. I woke up feeling completely refreshed, and now you’re completely ruining my mood.”
“…….”
The drugs aren’t the problem; you are. The drugs are not at fault. You are the one at fault.
“Give me some water.”
I had already finished one bowl of soup and was on my second, so I had no more lingering attachment to it. When I spoke while waving my hand, he immediately presented a glass of water.
“You’re really not hurt anywhere, right?”
“That’s the question you should have asked first when you saw my face. Is it more important to you how the situation happened or whether I rolled around with another guy?”
“……I’m sorry.”
Rubbing his tired face with his hand, he murmured softly, this time with a voice that contained genuine apology. It was a relief that the apology felt sincere. If it had sounded like he was just saying it again, I might have actually gotten angry.
“My body is fine. It’s similar to when I go to the bathhouse, scrub my skin clean, and drink banana milk. I feel completely refreshed and clear. I’m not in pain because of it.”
“They say it’s not addictive, but if you touch it once or twice, you start looking for something stronger. Don’t even go near it from now on.”
“I know.”
I’ve seen it countless times, so you don’t need to preach the dangers of drugs to me. I had the experience of being completely blasted yesterday, and although I confirmed today that there was nothing wrong, I had no desire to do it again.
“What about your company?”
“I told them I couldn’t go in today.”
“Really? I feel bad that it’s because of me.”
“Still…… if something happens again, contact me.”
“And listen to a mountain of nagging? I don’t want to hear things like ‘what’s wrong with my Omega.’”
Kwon Yi-kang didn’t respond to my blunt words. I couldn’t tell the meaning behind his face, which looked somewhat hollow, somewhat angry, and also somewhat sad—a mixture of various emotions.
“Can I lie down for a bit before I go?”
“Do you feel unwell?”
“My condition is good. I just have some things to think about. I don’t think I can think clearly at home.”
Just being in the same space as the little one makes me feel like I’m going crazy. I needed to recall the story I heard yesterday.
“You can leave tomorrow. If you’re tired, sleep a bit more.”
“It’s not that much. I just need to organize my thoughts. I should brush my teeth again. Thanks for the meal.”
I stood up, leaving behind Kwon Yi-kang, whose face looked inexplicably tense. This is the annoying part about eating. I have to brush my teeth again. I trudged into the bathroom and closed the door.
∞ ∞ ∞
“Your condition is still okay, right?”
Kwon Yi-kang, who came up behind me as I lay on my side, wrapped his hand around my waist and asked in a low, suggestive voice.
“Yeah, it’s great. But I’m not in the mood to fuck.”
“You treat me like a dog in heat.”
“Because I’m in heat every time I see you. Well, they say you see what you’re looking for.”
When I answered jokingly, Kwon Yi-kang rubbed his lips against the nape of my neck as if he had run out of things to say. I felt good from the contact of soft skin and the warm temperature.
“What are you thinking about so much?”
“Personal thoughts.”
“……Those personal thoughts aren’t about not wanting to see me anymore, are they?”
“Then would I be lying in this bed? I would have left this place immediately.”
“Earlier…… were you very angry?”
“It’s too late to try and fix it now. There’s a time and place for apologies.”
What meaning is there in receiving an apology from someone who doesn’t even think they did anything wrong? Nothing infuriates the listener more than a hollow apology. The speaker gains absolution with a single insincere word, but the heart of the person who was hurt still aches.
“I’m sorry for speaking too oppressively. I don’t think of you as my property. It’s because I don’t think that way that I’m anxious. Because I have no certainty, because I know you could leave me at any time.”
The hand that had untied the knot of my bathrobe entered and softly rubbed my bare chest. At the touch that moved slowly as if caressing, I tilted my head back and rested it on Kwon Yi-kang’s shoulder.
“What you’re thinking, what you’re seeing, what you’re doing, where you are. I’m curious, anxious, and I want to confirm it with my own eyes. I only feel relieved when I confirm that you are safely by my side.”
“It sounds like you’ve mastered the basic posture of a stalker.”
“In my heart, I’d like to do it—stalking.”
“No, don’t. That’s a crime.”
You’re telling me, someone who might become a target of a crime, that you want to commit a crime. I don’t know how he can be so confident about it.
“Is there anyone in life who hasn’t committed a single crime? It’s just a difference in scale; everyone commits crimes. Littering on the street, jaywalking, using violence, or committing murder. And doing drugs, too.”
“The difference in scale is too big. Stalking is large-scale, you know?”
“It’s smaller than drugs or murder.”
“That’s true. Then I…… since I’ve already done drugs, I’m thinking of committing a bigger crime. I’ve been pondering it for a while.”
I pondered and pondered. Starting from whether the words I heard yesterday were hallucinations or reality, to what I should do to that bastard.
「That person didn’t reflect at all. He laid it out as if it were something to be proud of, like some heroic tale. Despite completely ruining someone else’s life, he was so brazen……」
I remembered the words Cha Soo-kyung said before he committed suicide. Despite having a face that looked as if he were more indignant, with red eyes and looking as if he might cry at any moment, he ended up burying the culprit in his heart and died after uttering only mysterious words.
At that time, I couldn’t understand Cha Soo-kyung. How that guy knew about the culprit of my parents’ accident, why he looked so indignant, and yet why he couldn’t tell me.
I think I understand now.
Because the little one’s appearance yesterday was exactly as Cha Soo-kyung described. The way he spoke brazenly, as if it were a heroic tale, triumphant and without any reflection. And the way he didn’t care, as if the people he hit with his car weren’t even worth remembering.
Did he know they had young children? Did he ever think that a young child, who could do nothing alone and desperately needed parents, would be left alone?
He probably didn’t know. He probably didn’t even care. He was likely just filled with thoughts of covering up his crime. Since he had parents who could make that happen without any trouble, he probably had no worries.
I was indignant. When I realized from whom all the pain, sorrow, and loneliness I had experienced until the age of twenty originated, I wanted to kill that bastard.
What’s the point of finding a hit-and-run culprit now? My parents are dead and gone. Min Jae-hee, who was left alone, is also no longer in this world. The evidence has probably already disappeared, and the parents who covered up Cha Dong-hu’s crime are still alive and still cleaning up after him.
What should I reveal and how? What would happen if I revealed it? Do you think that bastard would pay for his sins?
I don’t want reflection or regret. I don’t need an apology. I don’t wish for that bastard to shed sincere tears and kneel before me, nor do I think he’s the kind of human capable of that. If he were, he wouldn’t have abandoned my parents on the street and fled, nor would he have bragged about it with a proud smile.
I hope he doesn’t regret it. I hope he doesn’t reflect. I don’t want to push aside my pain and force myself to forgive. What I wanted was just punishment.
“I’m thinking of killing someone. No, I have to kill him.”
He is not a human who would feel emotions like regret or reflection. He was just an animal. Killing a human is murder, but killing an animal is slaughter. Yes, what I’m going to do is not murder, but slaughter.
“Tell me. Would you be disappointed if I did something bad? Would I become horrific to you?”
I turned around to face Kwon Yi-kang and asked. I don’t want to deceive you. I can’t tell you everything, but I think you deserve to know what kind of person I am. Even if you don’t know the reason, you should know what kind of act I’ve committed. That way, you can choose whether to stay by my side or not.
“This is the crossroads of choice. There’s a word for this…… ah, a turning point. This is it. I…… have to do something very bad.”
This is a secret, so you mustn’t tell anyone else.
I pressed my lips to the tip of Kwon Yi-kang’s chin and whispered softly. He, who had been quietly meeting my eyes, pressed his lips against my cheek.
“Don’t be fooled by the appearance. The face that looks weak, fragile, and gentle, as if it couldn’t do anything, isn’t mine. Inside, there is something vicious, dirty, and ugly.”
My soul, which is vicious, dirty, ugly, pathetic, and like trash. That’s why I sometimes felt sorry for Kwon Yi-kang. I felt guilt, as if I were deceiving him with the face of the virtuous Cha Soo-kyung.
“I was never fooled by your face.”
“Right, you were fooled by my pheromones.”
Though those pheromones aren’t mine either.
If Cha Soo-kyung and Kwon Yi-kang had met instead of me, would he have been attracted to Cha Soo-kyung like this? Would I, as an ordinary Beta, have lived without even knowing that a being like you existed? I sometimes thought about the future that would have been for the original me, Cha Soo-kyung, and Kwon Yi-kang.
“I like you. Among the people I met after waking up, you were the kindest, most honest, most comfortable, and I felt that you treated me as a human being. Although not earlier, but anyway. I want to treat you preciously. That’s why I’m telling you. You can run away from me.”
Please run away. I love the warmth we share while hugging like this, but I still don’t want to ruin the life of a decent guy. I don’t want to keep someone who has everything by my side only to have the sparks fly onto them.
While thinking that, I realized that I like Kwon Yi-kang a lot. I cherish him and hold him dear. I don’t just want to mix bodies, but I want to communicate deeply with my heart, embrace him, ……and I’ve come to want to protect him. From a guy like me.
“We should break up, you and I. We should stop seeing each other.”
“Did I mention that I’m confused because the subject of your conversation jumps around too much?”
“I think I heard that.”
“How did you go from ‘I should kill someone’ to the conclusion that ‘we should break up’? I’d like to hear the intermediate process before I get angry.”
I stared blankly at Kwon Yi-kang, who replied with a face that looked like he didn’t even want to laugh because the joke he’d heard was too dry.
“Because I think being with me would be bad for you. I want to protect you. I want to treat you preciously.”
“So you want to break up because you want to treat me preciously. That makes no sense.”
“It’s true. It wouldn’t be good if rumors spread that you’re the lover of a murderer. I don’t want you to be shocked when you see my face on the news later. ‘What is your relationship with Mr. Cha Soo-kyung, did you participate in his crime?’ What would you do if you got questions like that?”
You might think you’re listening to a joke, but I’m completely serious. So just go while I’m letting you go with a smile. Before you get entangled and regret it later.
“For a joke, these are strangely specific worries…… You’re serious. Aren’t you?”
Kwon Yi-kang, who had been staring intently into my eyes, asked in a heavy voice as if he had looked into my inner thoughts.
Looking down at me silently, he cupped my face with his hand and rubbed my cheek with his fingertips. He pressed the mole above my cheekbone, brushed the area around my eyes, and pressed and released my lips. Lowering his head, he softly sucked my lips. The lips, wet with saliva, parted with a soft ‘pop’ sound.
“Who is it? The person you want to kill.”
“It’s better that you don’t know.”
“Tell me. I’ll kill him for you. I’ll get rid of him cleanly so that you aren’t involved and won’t be suspected.”
It was the funniest joke Kwon Yi-kang had ever told. And yet, sadly, it was comforting. My eyes grew hot, and I leaned my forehead against his shoulder, fighting back tears. For some reason, I felt profoundly sorrowful and heartbroken.
“I think the medication hasn’t worn off yet.”
At my murmur, he simply stroked the back of my head in silence.
“I go from being happy to angry, to thinking you’re so lovely… and then suddenly I’m so sad. These completely unrelated emotions just keep popping up.”
“I like you, Cha Soo-kyung. I like you very, very much.”
Kwon Yi-kang whispered, his lips pressed close to my ear. The breath escaping from between his lips dampened my ear with heat. If this was his true heart, it was a strangely sad confession.
“To the point where I feel like I could never like anyone else this much. As if you are my last. To the point where I want to possess every inch of you, from head to toe. To make you look only at me, to pour my seed into you and make you bear my child, to keep you by my side for the rest of my life.”
He lifted my face from his shoulder and whispered, rubbing his lips against my damp eyelids.
“…To the point where I wouldn’t mind ruining my life because of you.”
“You don’t know me.”
“And you don’t know me either.”
Kwon Yi-kang’s confidence today made me even sadder. It made me feel affection, pity, apology, and sorrow. The moment the small emotion for him that had bloomed in my heart manifested as certainty, I became unbearably sad.
“I don’t know. I don’t know what to do with you. I don’t know what I should do.”
“You don’t have to do anything. Just stay by my side, like you are now. Just look at me, rely on me, hide behind me—you don’t have to do a thing.”
“I can’t do that.”
I have things I must do. Some might call it stubbornness, but the reason my body was swapped with Cha Soo-kyung might be because of Cha Dong-hu. To create an opportunity to give him the punishment he deserves. Whether it was Cha Soo-kyung, my dead parents, or God, they might have given me this time. I cannot just ignore that. You are precious, and I like you so much, but I cannot spend my life only looking at you.
“I like you so much. I’m glad I met you.”
An emotion I never felt when I was Min Jae-hee. An emotion I’m feeling for the first time. It’s unfamiliar and awkward, but an emotion I’m glad to have known. I am grateful that the object of that emotion is you.
I pushed myself up and looked down at Kwon Yi-kang’s face. I leaned down toward his always neat and straight features and pressed my lips to his forehead. I traced his thick eyebrows and moved my lips down along his statue-like, perfect bridge of the nose. Biting and releasing his nicely plump lips, I shifted to sit atop his stomach.
Looking down at him, I pulled down the bath robe that was precariously draped over me. With the knot undone, the robe fell away in a single movement, and I embraced Kwon Yi-kang’s body, naked.
“What do you think about me being on top?”
“If that’s what you want, there’s no reason I can’t.”
“I want to strip you, lick you, and devour you.”
“I think this is the first time today we’ve agreed on something.”
With a small chuckle, I slowly pulled at Kwon Yi-kang’s clothes to prove my words. I stripped off his shirt, pulled down his pants and underwear to leave him naked, and slowly rubbed my buttocks against his member, which was either already erect or naturally large.
“Are all Alphas as big as you?”
“I’ve never compared, so I’m not sure, but I’d prefer it if you didn’t go around checking with other guys. I have a feeling you might actually do it.”
“I’m not that shameless.”
It was just simple curiosity; can’t I even be curious?
Even though I hadn’t done much, I could feel the inside getting wet. Omegas really are a peculiar breed. How can the back of a man get wet? I couldn’t understand it.
Perhaps the man beneath me was just as aroused despite the lack of action, because the member I had been rubbing against became fully erect and poked into my buttocks.
Gripping the shaft, I lifted my hips slightly and brought the tip of the member to my hole. I felt the folds of the opening widen as the glans was slowly sucked in. Gasping at the tight, stifling sensation, I forced it in, eventually sitting flush against Kwon Yi-kang’s groin.
“I always think this, but my ass is truly amazing for managing to swallow your cock.”
“I find your mouth, which spits out such words so casually, even more admirable.”
As his hands moved from my knees up to my thighs to grip my buttocks, I pressed down firmly on them.
“Just touch me. I’ll do the moving.”
Bending my waist, I braced myself against the bed with my hands and met Kwon Yi-kang’s gaze. His burning black eyes were looking up at me. I liked that gaze. The thought that he was focused entirely on me, and that I was the only thing in his sight, sent a surge of excitement through me.
“I love it when you look at me. It turns me on.”
I whispered sweetly, our lips meeting. I slowly moved my hips, pulling the member I had swallowed out to the very tip, then sat back down heavily, greedily swallowing it again. Every time I moved my hips, his chest, which I was facing, twitched in response to the pleasure.
“This position isn’t bad. It feels like I’m the one ravishing you.”
Kwon Yi-kang laughed low at my murmur. He tightened his grip on my buttocks, kneading them like dough, while his fingers subtly rubbed the joined area. The tautly stretched folds reacted, twitching and tightening around the member.
“Ah, …stop. I said I’ll do it… hng…!”
“I’m just touching. Isn’t it too cruel to tell me not to even touch?”
“Not there… ngh, …don’t.”
“I don’t recall you saying not to touch there.”
He was definitely doing this on purpose. I collapsed onto Kwon Yi-kang’s chest, letting out helpless moans. Kwon Yi-kang suddenly grabbed my waist, which was moving in circular motions, and flipped me over in an instant. As I looked up in surprise, now lying on my back against the bed, he wore a faint smile and pressed his lips to my cheek.
“Your intentions are too obvious. What is this, some kind of breakup sex?”
“…You cunning bastard.”
“I suppose I looked like some simpleton who would just blindly ram it in if you clung to me right after talking about breaking up.”
It seemed he had played along, pretending to be fooled while knowing exactly what was happening. No matter what I did, I felt like I was dancing in the palm of Kwon Yi-kang’s hand. How great would it be if we just broke up on good terms? I had intended to leave the end as a fond memory and then never contact him again, but he had sensed that with ghostly precision.
“You’re a son of a bitch.”
“You said you liked me because I’m kind.”
“You pretend to be kind, but you never do a single thing the way I want.”
“I doubt that. I’ve never done anything you hated. Even now, I’m doing exactly what you want.”
Kwon Yi-kang spoke as he thrust upward, emphasizing his point. As the club-thick object forced its way in, my insides were stirred and shaken. I wanted to argue, but my body froze at the stimulation radiating from my inner walls.
“Hng, ngh… you jerk… ha-ah…!”
“Your cursing isn’t bad either. It’s a turn-on.”
“You pervert.”
He only chuckled softly at my insult. My body jolted as the member thrust deep inside. Perhaps because I hadn’t prepped my back, the object, which felt even larger than usual today, was overwhelming.
“It hurts. …Hng, a little slower… please?”
“Even your whining is cute.”
Kwon Yi-kang breathed hot air against me, chewing on my earlobe as if biting it. My legs, unable to keep up with the rapid movements, shook haphazardly.
“I’m not whining. Really… slowly…”
Swaying out of rhythm, I hugged his back. Grabbing my popliteal fossa and pushing my legs up until they touched my cheeks, Kwon Yi-kang drove his member in as if hammering it. With every thud of the impact, his balls slapped against my buttocks.
Crying moans escaped from the rough movements. It was more urgent and faster than usual. I pushed at his shoulders against the violent insertion that felt like he was pouring out his emotions, but his firmly built body didn’t budge an inch.
Embracing my curled-up body and thrusting into me, he kissed me incessantly while I whimpered. He pressed his lips to mine, mixing tongues until I was breathless, chewing on my cheeks and earlobes, and nibbling at the nape of my neck.
He gripped both my breasts, pinching and rubbing my nipples. His hands repeatedly pulled firmly as if trying to squeeze milk out, then rubbed in circles to stimulate them, making my nipples ache.
The member sliding in and out, the hands on my chest, and the lips wandering my neck were all rougher and more hurried than usual. It wasn’t that there was no pleasure, but I felt swept away in a whirlwind, making the man before me feel like a stranger.
He, who had been inserting himself strongly and quickly as if venting anger, suddenly stopped dead. His eyes, looking down at me while still inside, were perfectly calm.
“…Are you angry?”
Seeing the man who had acted as if he were about to cum from excitement suddenly become composed made me feel afraid instead. At my question, Kwon Yi-kang slowly shook his head and kissed me tenderly. No sooner had his pressed lips breathed air into me than an immense pain flared from below.
The member lodged inside was swelling greatly, stretching my inner walls. Before I could even understand what was happening, I clawed at Kwon Yi-kang’s shoulders at the sensation of my bottom being forcibly expanded. Our stubbornly locked lips parted slightly, and a pained moan escaped through the gap.
“Agh… it hurts. It hurts… down there… hng, something’s weird…”
“Shh, it’s not weird. Just bear with it a little.”
Kwon Yi-kang whispered in a voice that was chillingly tender. He slowly rubbed my stomach and kissed the corners of my eyes as tears leaked out.
“It hurts, hng… ha-ah… I’m tearing…”
“Our Soo-kyung is in a lot of pain, isn’t he?”
It didn’t decrease at all; rather, it was getting bigger and bigger. It felt as if a baseball had been shoved inside; what was in there no longer felt like a member.
“Down there… hng, what is this? …It hurts… hng, I feel like I’m going to die.”
“What you wanted. You always begged so prettily for me to plant my seed. I’m going to plant plenty of it inside you.”
“No, this is a bit weird… Agh!”
As I tried to pull my hips back, the thing wedged tightly inside scraped against my widened inner walls. I instinctively realized that moving my body to get it out would cause even more pain than I was currently feeling.
It feels like he put a fist in my ass. If you shoved a clenched fist in up to the forearm, it would feel exactly like this pain.
I buried my face in my hands and sobbed, and Kwon Yi-kang smiled benignly, like a child looking at a cute animal, while softly kissing my cheeks and neck.
Just as I began to adapt to the massive object and the pain started to subside, Kwon Yi-kang moved his hips. The roundly swollen object began to pull out, laboriously scraping the inner walls.
“Ah, it hurts! …It hurts, it hurts. Hagh… it hurts!”
“Does it hurt a lot?”
Kwon Yi-kang asked as he forced the object, which had slid back slightly, deep inside again. I gasped as the object slammed in. It was an immense pain, enough to make me forget how to breathe.
It was clearly a sensation entirely different from pleasure, yet the shaking member suddenly gushed out a thin liquid. Perhaps the excessive pain had caused the pooled fluid to flow, much like how one might wet themselves when too surprised or scared.
Kwon Yi-kang laughed pleasantly, rubbing the semen spilled over my stomach with his palm. Spreading the semen across my belly as if applying lotion, he repeated the process of pulling out and slamming back in the swollen object. The movements felt almost cruel.
Every time he moved his member, I wailed and cried out, and after a long time, the swollen object suddenly burst, pouring out semen. The hot fluid surged violently, filling my inner walls.
As if he wouldn’t let a single drop of the immense amount of semen—enough to make my stomach bulge—leak out, the roundly swollen member plugged the opening. The semen filling the fully expanded inner walls sloshed around inside my belly every time I shifted my body.
“Stop, hng… please take it out… hng, it hurts. Please? It hurts.”
“Just bear with it a little. Our Soo-kyung is a good boy, right?”
Whispering in an infinitely tender voice, Kwon Yi-kang licked my cheek. While he soothed me and licked away my flowing tears, his lower half remained steadfast. My bloated stomach was painful. Even a slight twist of my body made the member lodged inside torment me.
“Hng, ugh… hng…”
“Don’t cry. It breaks my heart when you cry, Soo-kyung.”
Wiping away my tears with his lips, Kwon Yi-kang coaxed and soothed me once more. As I lay there panting for breath, I felt the massive member slowly shrink. It hadn’t returned to a completely small size, but the member, now back to a normal erect size, moved slowly as if stroking the semen-soaked interior.
Finally finding a moment to breathe, I let my curled-up body go limp, and he released my legs, which he had been holding up. My legs, now devoid of strength, sprawled haphazardly across the bed.
“…Hng, it hurts… it hurts so much.”
“It’s okay now. The pain is all over. Soo-kyung, does it still hurt?”
As I murmured, blinking and letting the pooled tears fall, Kwon Yi-kang teased me for exaggerating while gently rubbing my stomach. My sobbing and heaving chest gradually calmed down, and when I felt I could finally breathe again, I spoke to Kwon Yi-kang.
“You should go to a hospital. No, I should go too.”
“…Why?”
“Your cock isn’t normal. I think my ass is torn. You need to go to a urologist, and I need to go to a proctologist.”
He, who had been listening intently, burst into laughter. Because he laughed so hard his chest heaved, my body, which was pressed tight against him, shook along with him, and his member and the semen inside me sloshed around.
“Every time you say things like that, I realize how innocent you are. It’s fascinating that you have such a foul mouth but know absolutely nothing.”
“Must be nice for some people to have so much experience. Anyway, you’re not normal. I almost died. You should be glad I didn’t die right here.”
“Unfortunately, I’ve never heard of an Omega dying from knotting.”
“What’s that?”
“…”
Kwon Yi-kang remained silent for a moment. Confess while I’m still being nice. I’m certain you didn’t perform a normal act.
I wiped my tear-stained face with my hand and glared at Kwon Yi-kang; he curled the corner of his mouth into a smile and pressed his lips to mine tenderly. It was obvious he was trying to brush it off with a kiss, but since I seemed to be okay for now, I decided to let it slide.
“Anyway, don’t ever do that again. I thought I was going to die from a bowel perforation.”
“Alright.”
“Honestly, I want to shove a fist up your ass to let you know the pain I felt, but I’m holding back.”
“…”
“It wasn’t good at all. It was absolutely terrible. It hurt like hell. My ass is useless now. It’s probably broken.”
I still felt as if I were wide open and the semen Kwon Yi-kang had dumped inside was flowing out. What if it doesn’t close back up? Can this be fixed with surgery? I wondered how it would feel to go to a hospital because my ass widened from anal sex. The terrible imagination made me feel depressed.
“You’ll be able to keep using it, and it won’t be broken, so don’t worry.”
“Don’t say that so nonchalantly just because it’s not your own asshole. This is a hole I have to use for the rest of my life.”
“Nonchalant? That’s a disappointing thing to say. Since it’s a place I’ll be using for the rest of my life too, of course I’m worried. It’s just that it’s fine for now.”
I wondered what kind of nonsense he was talking, then I realized what he meant. Ridiculous. As if anyone would let him use it for a lifetime.
“Don’t go thinking about breaking up or whatever.”
Kissing my forehead as I glared at him, Kwon Yi-kang whispered in a tender voice.
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you? To vent your anger?”
“It’s true I did it on purpose, but it wasn’t to vent anger. Just in case, take care of yourself and get some rest when you go home. Contact me once you’ve sorted out your thoughts.”
“About breaking up?”
“No, about who I should kill.”
“You jerk.”
When I spat out the insult, he let out a low chuckle. Our touching chests heaved pleasantly. I could feel my heart, which had finally calmed down, beating in a steady rhythm.
I had laughed with joy, cried about breaking up, screamed during sex, and then cried again—I’d been a complete mess—so it felt strange that my heartbeat was now so peaceful.
“I’m going home.”
“Lie down for a bit before you get up. You don’t even have the strength to move, do you?”
“How do you know so well when you’ve never been on the receiving end? It’s annoying.”
Despite my grumpy annoyance, Kwon Yi-kang only held me softly, kissing my shoulder and the nape of my neck.
Perhaps because of the overwhelming experience, my body felt languid and drained of strength. I didn’t even have the energy to lift a finger, as if I’d just finished some grueling manual labor, so I closed my eyes while remaining exactly as he held me. No sooner had I thought it wouldn’t be strange to fall asleep like this than I drifted off.