“Ah, ah, uh,”
Excitement quickly resurfaced. Instinctively, Yu-jin wrapped his legs around Winston’s waist, pulling him in deeper. Winston embraced Yu-jin tightly, their skin pressed together without a gap, moving only his hips to thrust in and out. Each time his thick, long cock filled Yu-jin completely, a moan and heavy breath escaped Yu-jin’s lips. Unconsciously, he clung to Winston’s shoulders, moving his hips in sync with him.
Winston frowned at Yu-jin’s eager response, seemingly displeased, but there was no time to think deeper. Suddenly, his movements quickened.
“Ah, ah, uh, wait, wait!”
Yu-jin couldn’t keep up, his body shaking helplessly as he cried out repeatedly. The thick, long cock filled him completely, roughly rubbing against his inner walls with each thrust. The sensation was painful yet exhilarating, stirring a different kind of excitement deep within.
Before he knew it, Yu-jin was sobbing and clinging desperately to Winston. His mind was a blur, seeing stars. Winston kissed Yu-jin’s face fervently, his own senses overwhelmed.
“Damn it, you whore…… Stop moving your ass, don’t act so cheap!” Winston shouted, hurling insults at Yu-jin. But Yu-jin was too far gone to be hurt by his words.
“You’ll take anyone, won’t you? Spread your legs for anyone who’ll have you. Dirty slut, public toilet.”
Even as he spewed harsh words, Winston couldn’t stop himself. Suddenly, he stilled and released inside Yu-jin. Yu-jin let out a long moan, his body trembling. His hips ached, and he could feel the pulsing of Winston’s cock deep within him.
***
The acrid smell of cigarettes faintly roused his consciousness. Yu-jin lay sprawled out on the bed, arms and legs spread wide, blinking blankly. His entire body ached, yet a languid heaviness clung to him. His skin felt stiff in several places, including his face—everywhere that had been touched by his and Winston’s fluids.
He had no idea how many more times it had happened after that. The sun was already rising. Even after waking and realizing it was no longer a dream, neither of them could stop. Winston had him on all fours like a dog, thrusting into him from behind. He fucked him while sitting, or with one of Yu-jin’s thighs slung over his shoulder. They had rutted like animals.
And neither of them had even been in heat.
No matter how many different positions Winston took him in, one thing remained unchanged—the curses and words of contempt hurled at him. Yu-jin felt as though he had heard every vile term known to man.
Not that it mattered.
He thought to himself bitterly. Even if the first time had been something he was swept up in half-asleep, every time after that had been his own choice. He had surrendered to his desires, moaning in agreement even as he was degraded.
Of course, that didn’t mean it was fair for only one of them to be called a slut.
“This is all your fault.”
So now he was shifting the blame.
Yu-jin recalled Winston’s voice, rough as if forced through clenched teeth, even as he remained sprawled on the bed. Winston sat by the window, smoking a cigarette, seemingly drowning in regret. Yu-jin, on the other hand, felt nothing at all.
“We both enjoyed it. Just forget about it.”
His voice was weak, drained of energy. At once, Winston’s furious gaze snapped toward him.
“If you hadn’t taken that ridiculous drug in the first place, none of this would’ve happened.”
So that was the conclusion he had settled on. Winston gritted his teeth, glaring daggers at him.
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you? You wanted to make a fool out of me, to laugh at me.”
“What would I even gain from that?” Yu-jin asked, his voice indifferent.
Winston let out a mocking scoff. “You must’ve been desperate for a man. Since you couldn’t find a bed partner because of me, you resorted to something this filthy.”
“So you’re saying you were a stand-in for another man?”
The words slipped out without much thought, but the moment they did, he could tell he had struck a nerve. The scent of Winston’s pheromones thickened in the air. Unfortunately, Yu-jin couldn’t smell it.
“Do you think there’s an Alpha in this world who wouldn’t succumb to an Omega’s pheromones? You tricked me with that damned scent.”
Even if it had happened while half-asleep, Winston clearly couldn’t forgive himself for touching Yu-jin.
Yu-jin responded without a shred of emotion. “You knew it was me. If you were really that righteous, you should’ve resisted instead of giving in to your instincts.”
“You deliberately released your pheromones.”
Winston was utterly convinced. He believed Yu-jin had taken an illegal suppressant, intentionally leaked his pheromones while remaining unaffected by Winston’s, and orchestrated everything to lead to this.
But that wasn’t the truth.
“I didn’t take anything.”
Yu-jin’s voice remained dull, almost like he was muttering to himself. He could feel Winston’s gaze burning into him, so he continued.
“I’ve never taken suppressants, not even once. That’s why you can sense my pheromones. I’ve never hidden them in the first place.”
For a long moment, Winston said nothing. The silence in the room was suffocating, as if even the air had frozen.
“…What did you just say?”
When Winston finally spoke, his voice was no longer filled with anger or accusations, but the disbelief remained.
“I said I’ve never taken suppressants. The reason I don’t react to your pheromones has nothing to do with that. Legal or illegal, I’ve never used any of it.”
“…Why?”
Winston hesitated before asking again, this time more quietly.
Yu-jin suddenly found the conversation tedious and answered carelessly.
“You don’t take them either.”
“That’s different.”
Winston’s voice was firm, but Yu-jin only let out a small scoff.
“Why? Because you’re an Alpha and I’m just a lowly Omega?”
“That’s not what I meant.”
Winston spat the words out roughly.
It wasn’t even a big deal, so there was no reason to hide it. Yu-jin let out a sigh before speaking.
“I couldn’t afford it.”
A longer silence followed this time. Winston stared at him for a long moment before finally making a sound.
“…What?”
His voice carried an odd sense of disbelief, but Yu-jin continued as if it were nothing.
“I didn’t have the money for it. I could barely afford to eat. The money I would’ve spent on suppressants… I could use that to buy even one more loaf of bread for Angie.”
Yu-jin finished his sentence without a hint of emotion.
“It would’ve been a waste.”
Winston fell silent again. Yu-jin couldn’t smell pheromones, but the atmosphere alone told him that Winston was completely shaken. Not that he had intended to stir any reaction.
“You’ve never taken suppressants? Not even once?”
Winston repeated Yu-jin’s words like he was in a daze. He stayed quiet for a while, as if his brain had short-circuited, before his face slowly twisted in realization.
“Then you’ve been walking around all this time just leaking pheromones?! Are you insane? What if you got raped by some random bastard on the street?”
He shot to his feet, shouting.
Why is he so angry?
Yu-jin blinked at him in confusion.
“Nothing’s ever happened before. It’s not like Alphas are that common…”
“The banquet.”
Winston bit out the words immediately.
“What about all those Alphas who were hovering around you at the banquet? Do you have any idea what could’ve happened if I hadn’t found you that night?”
He was asking how Yu-jin could have been so reckless, going to a place like that without suppressants.
Of course, Yu-jin was aware of how stupid it had been. But he had no intention of admitting it.
“You already treated me like a whore, so I just lived up to your expectations.”
He saw Winston freeze in place.
Fixing his gaze on the ceiling, Yu-jin continued.
“Sorry if you were disappointed that I didn’t offer myself to your friends first. But I have my own choices to make, too.”
“…My friends?”
Winston’s voice was calm, but there was a tinge of confusion in it.
Of course, abusers never remember what they say.
“You said I was a worthless slut. That I’d sleep with every single one of your friends as long as they threw some money at me. That all it would take was a little Alpha pheromone.”
A dull ache throbbed in his chest.
So it had hurt, after all.
Yu-jin reflected on it with eerie detachment, but before he could say anything else, Winston spoke.
“…What the hell are you talking about? Who said that?”
Yu-jin turned his head a beat late and looked at him.
Their eyes met—Winston’s violet irises staring down at him, his face drained of all color.
