“Hah—nng, uuhn!”
“Huuu…”
Tae-yi gripped Haram’s hips and thrust deep, burying himself to the root as he came. Even though Haram’s insides were already burning hot, the scalding heat of Tae-yi’s release made him shudder.
“Ha… haah…”
Watching Haram’s chest heave, Tae-yi pulled out—still hard, as expected, even after coming. He removed the condom, heavy with cum, replaced it with a new one, and traced his fingers gently over the slick, quivering hole leaking fluid.
“Nnng… stop…”
Haram wasn’t the only one savoring the afterglow. His entire body felt drenched in pleasure, his breath ragged, but when he felt something blunt press against his entrance again, he forced his heavy eyelids open and looked up at Tae-yi.
Tae-yi swallowed hard at the sight of Haram’s dazed, half-lidded gaze. He grabbed Haram’s hips and rolled him onto his side. Confused, Haram blinked slowly as Tae-yi lifted his pelvis to adjust their position, then belatedly clutched at the sheets with whatever strength he had left.
“Aah!”
The cock pushing back inside was more skilled than before, but no less rough. Pinned by Tae-yi’s large hands, Haram could only whimper as his inner walls were stabbed again and again. Sweat dripped from his forehead, matting his silver hair to his skin and blurring his vision. His trembling thighs strained as he tried to brace himself on his knees, but when the overwhelming sensation of impending release hit, he desperately called out to Tae-yi.
“S-Stop! I—I’m serious, nngh!”
A deep thrust into his most sensitive spot made Haram spill thick cum. Tae-yi supported his limp lower belly with one arm and kept pounding into him. Haram squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in the soft blankets. His hole ached dully, his walls loose and swollen, each pass of Tae-yi’s hot cock sending waves of pleasure through him.
Annoyed by the muffled moans sinking into the bedding, Tae-yi slid a hand under Haram’s chest and lifted him up.
“Ah!”
The cock drove in deep and hard, and Haram threw his head back against Tae-yi’s shoulder, gasping. His silver hair tickled his shoulders with every thrust, another layer of stimulation, another spark of pleasure. Tae-yi dipped his head and nibbled at the nape of Haram’s neck.
“Ah! That hurts!”
Haram twisted away from the sharp sting, his eyes screwing shut as tears welled at the corners.
“Sorry.”
Tae-yi pressed a quick kiss to the reddening skin and offered the half-hearted apology. Haram, stung by the insincerity, squirmed to escape, but Tae-yi’s arms wrapped tightly around his waist and chest, trapping him.
“Haaah… hngh…”
He had no idea what was even happening anymore. The relentless pounding made his cock throb, on the verge of release again. Haram weakly squeezed himself, checking if he was still intact. His body trembled, his breath growing ragged, but Tae-yi slowed his hips, helping him steady his breathing.
The brief mercy didn’t last. Tae-yi flipped Haram onto his stomach again, pulled out, and replaced the condom. The discarded one was already cloudy with cum. Tae-yi tossed it aside and watched Haram crawl feebly across the bed, debating whether to yank his limp silver-gray tail or his outstretched calf. In the end, he grabbed Haram’s ankle and dragged him back.
“Ah…!”
Haram struggled to get away, but he was pulled back, sheets and all. Tae-yi watched him writhe, unfazed. If Haram had come all the way down to the basement—where an Alpha in rut waited—and kissed him, didn’t that mean he was offering to ride it out together? He was sick of Haram’s attempts to run.
With a sharp smack, Tae-yi spanked Haram’s soft ass. A sharp inhale followed.
“W-Why… why did you hit me?”
Haram’s already wide eyes stretched even wider as he stared up at Tae-yi, repeating the word like a child learning to speak.
“Ass… ass… ass…”
“Why are you trying to run?”
Tae-yi glared at the man who had just spanked him, then covered his stinging cheek with his hand. But Tae-yi callously swatted his hand away and lifted his hips again. Haram twisted his head to look back, but Tae-yi ignored him.
When the tip of his cock brushed against the slick, dripping entrance, Haram clenched instinctively and tried to crawl away. Tae-yi frowned and smacked the other cheek.
“Ah!”
Haram yelped—not in pain, but in shock. Neither sensation was welcome. The sweet, intoxicating scent of Tae-yi’s pheromones swirled around him, turning his body to jelly. It smelled like liquor, and he was as helpless as a drunkard. He collapsed onto the bed, giving up on escape.
“Nnngh, don’t spank me…!”
He bit back the tears threatening to spill—he didn’t want to cry over something like this at his age—but his voice still trembled with frustration. Tae-yi pulled him up and guided his unsteady body toward the window. Haram grabbed the windowsill on instinct, but before he could turn around, Tae-yi was inside him again, stretching him open.
“Aah!”
The cock buried deep in his clenching hole began to move relentlessly. Haram’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the windowsill.
“S-Stop, hngh…”
Tae-yi’s grip on his hips was ironclad, yet Haram felt like he couldn’t breathe, as if his nose were pinched shut. He inhaled another lungful of Tae-yi’s overwhelming pheromones and slumped forward, forehead pressing against the cold frame. He tried to endure, but it was no use. His shaking legs took the brutal thrusts until he went limp again.
“Da Haram.”
Tae-yi wrapped an arm around Haram’s waist, nuzzling his sweat-slicked neck as he whispered his name. But Haram, unconscious, couldn’t answer. Tae-yi slowed his thrusts, watching the thin streams of cum still dripping from Haram’s spent cock, then picked up the pace again. Even as Haram’s body sagged, his inner walls clung tightly to the invading shaft.
“Hah…”
The heat showed no sign of fading. Tae-yi didn’t want it to. He held Haram close, fucking him standing up, then gently laid him back down on the bed.
***
He had no idea how much time had passed. Every time Haram came to, he found himself in the same predicament—pinned like an animal, his legs dangling helplessly in the air, or lost in the haze of pleasure, his own moans filling his ears.
“Nngh…”
His eyelids felt glued shut. With a groan, he finally pried them open, only to wince at the soreness in his ass.
“Hngh… nn?”
When he turned his stiff neck, he saw Tae-yi, still buried inside him, eyes closed in peaceful sleep. The thick cock filling his hole made him whimper, and as he squirmed, Tae-yi’s eyes fluttered open.
“Want some water?”
Tae-yi pulled Haram’s lower body against him and rocked his hips slowly, the movement sending another wave of pleasure through him. Haram buried his face in the blankets as his softened flesh stretched around the massive intrusion. The slow, deliberate thrusts coaxed out more helpless sounds.
He squeezed his thighs together, clenching around the cock inside him, and glared at Tae-yi, who was still drowning him in pheromones. When the hell is this going to end? His body was at its limit. Do all Alphas do this? Or is it just this pervert?
“W-Water…”
Tae-yi, who had offered water, showed no intention of leaving the bed. Haram forced out the word through his cracked voice, each syllable agony. He sounded older than the village elders. His parched throat could only manage weak whimpers, but when Tae-yi suddenly began slamming into him, he thrashed, his back arching.
“Ah, aah—!”
Tae-yi flipped him onto his back and drove into him from above, pinning him down until he came with a few final thrusts. Hot cum filled the condom. Tae-yi savored the aftershocks with slow, shallow movements before pulling out of the mess of fluids.
He buried his face in Haram’s neck, breathing in the faint scent of sweat and the lingering traces of Haram’s own pheromones—not strong, but enough to keep him addicted.
“Nnngh… stop…”
Haram tensed, fearing Tae-yi would sink his teeth into his neck at any moment. Why isn’t the rut ending? It had to have been at least three days. He hadn’t even tried to resist, just let Tae-yi move him however he wanted, like a ragdoll in a vat of sickly-sweet liquor.
Tae-yi finally pulled away, frowning at the sight of Haram’s red, mottled ass. Why does it look like this? It had been soft and pale, but now both cheeks were swollen, marked with teeth prints. He gently rubbed the sore flesh, and Haram’s shoulders trembled.
