Thanks to the high-backed sofa that almost completely covered Icanoth’s back. Although his black hair-covered head was visible, as long as his expression couldn’t be seen, there was nothing significant. Lasi, being a beta, couldn’t smell the thick pheromones and sat next to Andrea. The two were busy discussing work.
“…Uu. Ungh.”
But from Icanoth’s perspective, it wasn’t so simple. From the moment Lasi’s voice was heard from behind, his heart had been beating so roughly that it made his ribs ache. Even swallowing while moving his Adam’s apple was difficult. His teeth chattered with fear, making it hard to suppress the sounds.
“So… I will. Oh, last… project… time.”
“No. …to him… I’ll do it.”
Andrea and Lasi’s conversation could be heard sporadically. Being far away and masked by the music, he could only tell that the two were talking.
“…Carp-ssi, then—”
When would Lasi leave? If he didn’t leave soon, the urge to ejaculate would surge again. At those times, all the sensations in his body became sensitive at once, making it impossible to hold onto reason. He would scream, oblivious to embarrassment. He couldn’t understand why Andrea was keeping Lasi here, despite having heard everything.
Was it because he was confident he could handle it? Or because he knew Icanoth would somehow manage to hold back his sounds?
“Ha…”
The thoughts he had been developing to keep his mind anchored shattered under his heated breath. The dildo prodded below with thunk, thunk, crude movements. While the sensations were vivid, his reason was gradually dulling. He was approaching an area beyond his willful control.
“Hng, ah… ah!”
I can’t. No more. Icanoth fell into the illusion that someone was scraping his soul clean with a giant rake. He might have seen something like a hallucination. The wall inside his lips that had been blocking the sounds was unconsciously crumbling.
“Aaah, hungh, ungh, huah, ngh. Ah, ah, mph, uuup…!”
It was like a balloon full of air bursting. Even amid his shock, pleasure seeped deep into his body following the insertion of the device. Swept away by it, only after releasing everything he had been holding back did he face reality.
Inside Andrea’s office. The sound he had just screamed. The fact that someone else was in here too.
Could they have heard? What if they were caught? He screamed inwardly as he heard footsteps from behind. He made meaningless gestures trying to free his bound arms. He needed to gather his clothes that had fallen to the floor. If not that, at least he wanted to hide his naked body.
“Icanoth?”
“…Ah, ah…”
“Lasi has already left, so you can relax.”
His shoulders were grabbed from behind. Startled, Icanoth shrank but lifted his shoulders and body upward. Andrea observed the reaction he had expected.
“You endured remarkably well. I was wondering how to explain to Lasi.”
His gaze lowered. Between the widely spread legs, he had ejaculated, spilling fluid enough to wet the sofa. Yet his erect cock was colored in a pleasing hue. The exact degree of redness that Andrea liked.
“How many times did you do it during that time?”
“Hu… auu…”
“It would be better to tell me. Unless you want to do it again in front of me.”
“Th, theh. Huk. Huink.”
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to speak; he couldn’t speak. His vision flickered. With his cheeks held in Andrea’s hands, Icanoth spoke.
“Th… three times.”
“Three times already?”
After asking again, Andrea laughed. Even though he could roughly guess just by looking between his legs, he mocked him with a small burst of laughter and approached Icanoth closely. The machine that had been moving fiercely suddenly stopped. Nevertheless, the inner walls fully retained the vibration, making his lower body tremble while still gripping the black dildo.
“Ha, ngh…! Hauuu. Hup.”
“To ejaculate just from being probed here. I feel a bit sorry for you. There are so many places that like to be touched.”
Saying this, Andrea traced down Icanoth’s erogenous zones with his fingers. Earlobe, the nape extending from there, collarbone, shoulders, chest, and nipples hidden inside the shirt.
“Ah…!”
He grabbed the shirt with both hands and tore it off. Buttons flew in all directions, revealing the bright red marks imprinted on Icanoth’s body. How meticulously he had engraved them yesterday.
After quietly looking down at his own work, he soon touched what he had been licking with his eyes. Bringing his index and middle fingers together, he flicked upward three or four times. Like tickling, or lightly scratching. Under Andrea’s touch, the erect cock wept tears. It was clear he was hoping for more.
“Will you ejaculate now just from having this touched?”
“Uu… mph…”
Lips that couldn’t even deny made a sound while tightly closed. Andrea didn’t ask further and rounded his fingers. The pale nipple quickly reddened, becoming a color suitable for taking into his mouth, but he didn’t suck it. Instead, he gathered the flat chest with both hands, shaking it weakly while pressing down firmly on the nipple. The sudden stimulation was tremendously intense for Icanoth.
“The cock keeps getting wet…”
The persistent touch made the sensation of the small nipple infinitely larger. Andrea whispered lewd words while ensuring Icanoth couldn’t escape his own body. Look at your body, he said, being touched by someone who isn’t your fiancé, saying you don’t like it but welcoming it like this.
“No, ah, no, aah, ah… hu, hiu… ngh!”
And yet you deny it again. The sharp sensation destroyed any escape route. Andrea played with the chest pushed out as if begging for a long time. It was a place he had cherished every night. After confirming once more that it had become sensitive even to trivial actions, he cherished it as he had done on many previous nights.
“Ha, auuuu… hup, hu, stop. No, no, ah, haungh…!”
But today was special. Icanoth, who had been shaking his head violently despite being exhausted, contorted his face. Thin semen spurted from his cock. Most of it poured onto Icanoth’s chest.
“Angh… hng…”
Despite it happening to himself, Icanoth didn’t know what he had just done. He was briefly relieved when the hand that had been giving him sadistic pleasure was removed, but before long, was startled by Andrea’s return.
“Don’t be surprised. I brought a present.”
“…”
Seeing the frightened body flinching, Andrea smiled. He knew his partner wouldn’t feel relieved or pleased even if he mentioned the word “present,” but he brought it out anyway. It was a gift that didn’t need to be placed in his hand.
“I had prepared this to commemorate such a day, but it seems I’m giving the gift earlier than expected.”
“What… wh-what. Mph…!”
“Would this suit you?”
Clack, when he released his hand, magnets clamped together from both sides, pinching the right nipple. As the diamond caught the light and sparkled, it looked like white dew had formed there. Since it suited him even better than expected, Andrea couldn’t help but admire it. And he’s the type who doesn’t hold back on praise. In this case, the praise would be poison to the listener, giving nothing but shame, but that wasn’t something worth considering.
“Congratulations, it’s difficult for a recessive to feel this much. Your chest has become as lewd as your obscene hole. No, that’s not right—you couldn’t ejaculate even when I licked your hole, yet you came first from your nipples…”
The red nipple moves with the rising and falling chest. Icanoth’s semen spurts onto the swollen, heated area, trickling down in white streaks.
“Don’t worry. I’ll soon make your lower part just like that too.”
Andrea buried his lips there without hesitation. The fishy taste is sweet. Though these tastes couldn’t coexist, feeling it that way, he sucked diligently. To make the stiffened wick, hardened with goosebumps, soft again like at first. After sucking with his lips and licking with his tongue, it glistens, wetter than before.
“Uunp, huuk. Hu. Auungh… hu, uuu. ugh. up.”
By this time, Icanoth wasn’t even moaning but just crying out loud. Because it felt good, so good. Being unable to think of anything else evoked excessive fear. Andrea, watching the tears streaming down Icanoth’s small face, stole even those.
They were extremely precious things.
* * *
Icanoth, who had eventually fainted from crying, painfully opened and closed his eyes. He couldn’t remember how long it had been since his consciousness was cut off. He only remembered that the knots on his hands and feet had become somewhat more secure, and that the blindfold had been removed.
“Ah…”
Andrea, who had been in front, walked from front to back and then came forward again. After seeing that much, Icanoth’s eyes closed and he completely lost consciousness. But it didn’t last long. The stinging sensation felt on his eyelids made him aware of reality. Secondly, someone’s affectionate voice.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
