“Oh, poor Noah. I forgot for a moment that you have the talent to turn a gentleman into a rogue in an instant.”
Adrian muttered in an overly theatrical tone, rubbing his cheek with a reddish mark once, without much effort. His purple eyes, which had been gleaming like a predator eyeing its prey, now openly displayed a clear desire.
“Tsk, I was going to play the role of a kind fiancé today.”
“Your Highness… Adrian…?”
The more my voice trembled with fear, the more joy filled his eyes. I swallowed hard and waited for his judgment.
The large hand that had been gently cupping my chin and playfully grabbing my wrist soon changed direction.
“You’ll have to cry for even longer today, Noah.”
“Ugh…!”
My scalp hurt because my hair was being grabbed so forcefully. Tears quickly welled up at the corners of my eyes.
‘Adrian Pearson’s favorability has increased by 0.36 percent.
‘Adrian Pearson’s favorability has increased by 0.58 percent.
Adrian Pearson was truly a pervert who never deviated from expectations.
“Hic, ugh…”
My knees buckled involuntarily from the suffocating Pheromone. Adrian, who had been gripping my hair tightly, nonchalantly released his grip and walked leisurely towards the bed in the middle of the room. Then, he sat down, taking up the space. He crossed his long legs as if showing them off.
By the time I sensed the fleeting scent of sour fruit, I was already surrounded by an overwhelmingly large forest. The musty smell of moss pressed down on me as if crushing my entire body.
I knelt on the ground, helplessly slumped, and was barely gasping for breath, my mouth slightly open. My tongue kept drying out. To be honest, I had intentionally created an excuse to upset the Crown Prince, but… I always think that the aftermath is difficult to handle.
As my mouth became increasingly dry, a fire ignited in my stomach. Now, it wasn’t intentional, but my jaw trembled from the excitement that was simply washing over me. The Heat cycle, which had been approaching precariously, was being forcibly dragged closer by the overwhelming Alpha Pheromone shower.
Heat gathered in my lower body. My underwear was becoming soaked, despite my careful preparations. Whether it was front or back, it didn’t matter.
I lowered my already weakened gaze even more languidly. I didn’t try to hide my panting breath or the tears that were starting to well up in my eyes. Even as instinctive excitement filled my head, my sense of purpose to show the Crown Prince what he wanted to see was clear.
Adrian hummed a tune and scanned my appearance as if admiring it. There wasn’t even a single candle lit in the room, but it was an afternoon that was too bright, so there was nowhere to hide.
Still looking relaxed? How annoying. I drew up even more Pheromone, pretending to be riding the Cycle. Then, the Crown Prince immediately flicked his fingers towards him. It was like calling a pet dog.
“Yo, ur High, ness…”
I called him in a tearful voice and blinked my eyelids. As the tears rolled down my cheeks, the Crown Prince’s face, which had been full of relaxed laughter, hardened. He even looked fierce.
I checked his reaction and somehow straightened my trembling legs and barely stood up. I was about to take a step when the finger that had been flicking stopped. Then, he made a sound of disapproval and stopped my movement.
“I never gave you permission to walk.”
“….”
Damn it, what kind of dog training is this…! Is it because he’s the Crown Prince? I ground my teeth involuntarily. (Of course, I only did that in my mind, and on the outside, I was sobbing and trembling pitifully. I’ve been doing this for about a year, so I’m not a pro, but I’ve probably taken off the amateur label.)
“Come here, Noah. Good boy.”
He’s the one who’s in a hurry, but he’s telling me to come here. His tone and voice were like he was calling a real dog, and my pride was hurt. If I wanted to, I could reverse this Pheromone shower, so should I show him what I’m capable of? I was seriously considering it.
“Haa, Adrian…”
While my mind was racing, my lips were faithfully uttering sounds of flattery, “Haaang, Your Highness, Haaang, Adrian.” Okay. Let’s calm down, Noah Hamilton. Does pride feed you? Let’s seduce him diligently. This time, I’m going to escape. For that, closing my eyes once (actually, several times…) is no big deal!
I drew out all the pitifulness I could, using the winning angle that Adrian Pearson, based on my experience, couldn’t resist, and squeezed out tears. Every time a teardrop rolled down from my eyes, the Crown Prince’s favorability increased slightly. It was annoying that it was increasing so little compared to the beginning, but I overcame it with an almost professional determination and mindset.
Thanks to the plush carpet that was laid out to suit my taste, my knees didn’t hurt as I crawled. Still, perhaps there was some conscience left, because Adrian tentatively reined in his Pheromone while I was crawling.
“Good, well done.”
I crawled all the way to his feet and buried my face in his knees. The Crown Prince stroked the top of my head with satisfaction, whether he meant to praise me or not, and slowly began to release his Pheromone again.
It felt like my head was buried in a thicket of fruit trees. It was becoming increasingly difficult to control my Pheromone because of the Heat cycle that had been forcibly drawn out. My head ached from the strong scent of dark roses. Cracks were gradually appearing in Adrian’s expression, which had seemed so relaxed. But he was still much more relaxed than me, who was whimpering and not knowing what to do.
“Yo, ur High, ness, hic, hic, Your Highness…”
Damn instinct. Damn Omega. It wasn’t just my tear-streaked face that was soaked. I didn’t even need to look to know what my ass was like, with the slick feeling between my buttocks. The feeling of slowly losing my reason was simply frustrating.
“Oh dear. What did I do to make you cry like this?”
“Hee, ugh, ah, aheue…”
Now I was crying because he wasn’t doing anything. The touch of the damn Crown Prince, who was simply patting the top of my head without any sexual implications, was unbearably sad.
I was like a real dog, panting with my tongue hanging out, desperate to rub my face against that large hand that had grabbed my hair. I was going crazy wanting to touch the bare skin, the Alpha’s bare skin that was right in front of me.
I wish I couldn’t remember, but ha. That wouldn’t happen, would it?
In the beginning, I hardly remembered what happened when I lost my reason during the Heat cycle, but as I repeated this, I became more skilled, and I remembered everything clearly. I had never prayed so desperately for the film to cut, but my prayers were not likely to be answered.
“It’s no use even if you act cute, Noah. If you’ve done something wrong, you should be punished. Don’t you think so?”
Whether he punishes me or not, I wish he would take care of what’s aroused first, but he’s talking too much. I, who had almost lost my reason, simply hugged the Crown Prince’s neck and begged for a kiss. My lips and tongue, which couldn’t muster any strength, wouldn’t move as I wanted them to.
Saliva kept flowing between my parted lips. My saliva dripped onto the Crown Prince’s neatly arranged uniform. The Crown Prince didn’t wipe away the saliva that had dripped on his collar and disgustingly clicked his tongue. He said that he hadn’t even punished me for slapping his face yet, so how could I commit another wrong?
Then, he naturally laid my body face down on his lap. The flow was so natural that I didn’t even realize what was happening until my ass was exposed and draped over his thighs, and I was just panting.
“Don’t misunderstand. This isn’t mixed with my personal feelings. I’m just trying to correct your behavior, which should be a model for others in the future.”
Somehow, the preamble is long. If I were in my right mind, I would have quickly noticed an ominous feeling, but unfortunately, I was just an Omega in Heat, nothing more and nothing less. The Alpha’s body temperature, which was warmly settling on my exposed ass, made me feel like I was melting.
The unexpected punishment came at that moment.
Smack.
“Hic…!”

