By Zephyria 
He stubbornly kept his mouth shut, so Choi Won-joon rubbed his lips with his tongue, urging him to open up. Having his lips rubbed while sober felt strange. Then, this time, he grabbed his ass as if he were going to crush it.
Ah, Won-joon slipped his tongue in through the gap in his lips as he moaned. His tongue rampaged around in his mouth, and Lee-eum strained his eyes, pondering what to do. Then, Choi Won-joon’s lips curled up.
“Why are you acting like a newbie? You kiss well.”
Lee-eum’s face grew even hotter as he deliberately brought up that day. Choi Won-joon kept poking him from below with his dick, making the area below his navel tingle. Won-joon groped over Lee-eum’s wet shirt with his hands.
He was embarrassed and told him to stop, but he didn’t care and kept kneading. Then, later, he rubbed his face against his chest and took a deep breath. Did I sweat? He didn’t know why he was worried about it in this situation.
“It’s sweet.”
Lee-eum wondered if the Pheromone scent Choi Won-joon mentioned actually existed. Because no one had ever mentioned his Pheromone scent before. While he was thinking that it might be his imagination, his lips bit his chest.
The moment he bit his nipple through the fabric and moved his jaw, Lee-eum was startled and jumped up without realizing it. In the meantime, Choi Won-joon subtly slipped his hand inside his shirt. His palm was cold.
“Omegas’ breasts swell during their heat cycle.”
“Shut up. Isn’t it been 30 minutes?”
“Not even 5 minutes have passed.”
As he turned to check the time, Choi Won-joon shoved his face inside his shirt. This time, his lips touched his skin directly. As he flicked his nipple with his tongue, Lee-eum couldn’t help but groan.
“Ahht…!”
The sound of sucking on his nipple mixed with the sound of rain, tormenting his ears. He should push him away, but he unknowingly moved his hips himself due to the pleasure that enveloped his whole body. His lower body was already erect to the point of pain.
If it was a Rut, he would naturally be emitting a tremendous amount of pheromones, but instead of feeling repulsed, he was getting impatient. He didn’t know if it was because of the pheromones or just a simple instinct drawn to pleasure, but either way, it wasn’t a good sign.
He knew he should push him away, but his body stuck to him like a magnet. While he was repeating the conflict, Choi Won-joon took his head out of his clothes. His usually neat hair was messed up, and that was excessively sexy. Then, Choi Won-joon lowered his hand.
“Lift your hips.”
“……”
“Hurry.”
As he lifted his hips as instructed, he lowered his zipper and took out his dick. Lee-eum glanced down and cursed inwardly. It was big and the veins were bulging, making him feel inferior as a fellow man. He had never been told he was small anywhere else.
This time, Won-joon brought his hand to Lee-eum’s pants zipper. When he tried to stop him, he suddenly attacked his ear. He put his earlobe in his mouth and sucked on it, making his whole body lose strength and making it difficult to stop him any further.
Ziiip- After opening the zipper and taking out Lee-eum’s dick, he spat on his palm and rubbed the two together. A squelching sound was heard, and Lee-eum trembled, put his forehead on Won-joon’s shoulder, and gasped for breath.
“Ha, it’s hot. Touch it.”
Won-joon grabbed Lee-eum’s hand and pulled it down. He resisted, saying he didn’t want to, but eventually his hand touched his dick. He had touched it himself when he masturbated, but it was the first time he had touched someone else’s dick while sober. The feeling of it wriggling and moving was vividly transmitted to his skin.
“You have to wrap it like this.”
Won-joon put the back of Lee-eum’s hand on top of his, grabbed his dick, and moved it up and down. A thin liquid trickled out of the glans and flowed down the shaft. His palm was getting hotter and hotter. Lee-eum bit his lip tightly, trying to hold back his moans.
As the torrential rain subsided, the car was filled only with the moans of the two men and the sound of their palms and dicks rubbing together.
“S-stop. Stop…”
Do you know where Alphas put it in Omegas? As soon as the question was over, Choi Won-joon put his finger in his mouth, covered it with saliva, and brought it to Lee-eum’s butthole.
Lee-eum was startled and raised his head.
“Don’t do it! I’ll kill you.”
He tried to push him away, but he couldn’t easily escape because the space was narrow. Won-joon pressed a button to recline the seat. The chair slowly tilted, and Lee-eum ended up on top of Choi Won-joon. It became even more difficult to move, and he tightly bound Lee-eum’s waist with his arms. With their bodies completely pressed together, his finger poked at his hole.
“Get your hand off, your hand, you fucker…!”
As his finger spread his hole and slowly entered, Lee-eum bit his lip and wriggled his body. He couldn’t easily escape because his arm was wrapped so tightly around his waist, and when he came to his senses, more than half of his finger was already inside. Lee-eum bit Won-joon’s shoulder with his front teeth at the sensation he was feeling for the first time in his life.
Regardless, Choi Won-joon soothed and coaxed Lee-eum while rubbing inside. He could feel it getting a little wet, unlike before. Normally, he should be squirting all over the place at this point, but Kim Yi-eum was definitely different. As he bent his finger and scratched the inner wall, Lee-eum groaned, put strength into his thighs, and hugged Choi Won-joon’s neck tightly.
“Haa…”
Won-joon rubbed his lips against Kim Yi-eum’s cheek as he struggled to catch his breath. Then, he moved to his ear and whispered.
“I’m going to put another one in, so take it well.”
Lee-eum was silent. He had to refuse. He had to swing his fist. Unlike the unfamiliar and uncomfortable feelings, the pleasure spreading throughout his body was something he had never felt before, so it was new and therefore stimulating.
Was he such a instinct-driven human being? As he reproached himself and bit his lip, another finger spread his hole and entered. It was tight and painful as it was forcibly opened. Choi Won-joon’s fingers were long and his knuckles were thick.
Unlike the first time, the second finger stabbed deep inside, and Lee-eum trembled. Ah! He didn’t know how far it had gone in, but his bottom was burning and painful.
“Show me your face.”
“……”
“Detective Kim Yi-eum.”
“……”
“Lee-eum-ah. Quickly. Huh?”
Lee-eum reluctantly raised his face, which he had been burying, and looked at Choi Won-joon. Choi Won-joon’s eyes were full of sticky desire. He raised the corners of his lips handsomely and admired Lee-eum.
“You’re so fucking sexy. Don’t you know?”
“Shut up…”
“Yeah, don’t ever know. It’s enough if only I know.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Choi Won-joon pulled Lee-eum’s head back and kissed him, moving his fingers back and forth. Heuek, a moan that he couldn’t swallow squeezed out between their touching lips.
He had to shake him off, telling him not to, but he couldn’t put any strength into it. Won-joon greedily licked Lee-eum’s chin and cheeks, chewed on his lips, and sucked wildly on his ears and neck.
He became dizzy, wondering if the guy was really going to eat him up. Their bodies were completely pressed together, and their dicks were rubbing against each other diligently even though he wasn’t touching them. No matter how hard he tried to hold back, moans kept flowing out.
Lee-eum couldn’t come to his senses due to the stimulation from the front and back. Was doing it from behind originally like this? It was ridiculous that he had been reluctant. Then, he gradually felt like he was going to cum. Lee-eum clung to Won-joon’s neck and moaned.
“I’m, I think I’m gonna cum, I’m now,”
Lee-eum came first, and his body trembled convulsively for a long time because the afterglow hadn’t faded. Then, he slumped and lay on top of Choi Won-joon. At the same time, his finger came out, and his hole felt empty. How much had it been stretched? He wanted to check, but he didn’t even have the strength to lift his arm. He half-opened his eyes and gasped for breath, and something hard rubbed against his abdomen.
Ah, Choi Won-joon, that annoying bastard. He didn’t even cum.
Choi Won-joon grabbed Lee-eum’s shoulders and sat him up. He was exhausted and looked up at him, who grabbed his chin and forced him to open his mouth. Before he could ask what he was doing, he grabbed his own dick with his other hand and rubbed it back and forth.
Then, he subtly pushed his thumb into his mouth and stirred it around.
“Suck on it, thinking it’s my dick.”
Would he listen even if he asked nicely? If he said it was his dick, he would want to suck it even more. He looked at him in disbelief, but he lowered his eyebrows and made a hypocritical expression.
“Ajusshi, huh? Young-shik’s dick is hurting so much. If I can’t cum, we’ll both have to stay here all night. You know?”
This bastard was selling Young-shik out at every opportunity. Lee-eum glared at him and bit down hard on Choi Won-joon’s finger with his front teeth. Ha, but he moaned and liked it. He looked at him in disbelief, but he tilted his head back and frowned deeply.
The speed of his movements from below gradually increased, and his face was stained with extreme excitement. He bit his lip and his Adam’s apple moved, which was excessively sensual. For a moment, he stared blankly, and then something gushed and was sprayed on his stomach.
He slowly lowered his gaze. The semen that Choi Won-joon had just ejaculated was staining Lee-eum’s abdomen and flowing down. He rubbed it with his hand and laughed softly.
“Next time, let me cum inside.”