The way he moved changed completely—enough to make it obvious that everything he’d done up until now had been solely for Yeon Yiseo’s sake. When Alexander began to pound into him fast and hard, shaking him like a storm, Yeon Yiseo couldn’t keep up with the sudden shift.
He slammed upward powerfully, pulled out just as fast, then thrust back in again before the emptied inner walls could even close, filling him once more. Without needing to be told, Alexander crushed and dug into the exact spots Yeon Yiseo wanted, delivering relentless pleasure. His mind went completely blank. The pleasure rained down on him in a torrent, making his hips lift and twist on their own. Each time Alexander’s thighs collided with and pulled away from him, the flesh of Yeon Yiseo’s ass bounced obscenely.
“……Mm……! Ngh, ngh! CEO—CEO, it—! Ha, ngh, ah! Ah, ah!”
Panting, Yeon Yiseo shook his head. He didn’t even realize he’d called Alexander “CEO” again. With pleasure surging violently through him, just getting words out at all felt like the best he could do.
“Hah—no. That’s wrong. Who are you—hah—who are you calling?”
“Ah, ngh—ah! N-no, Al—Alex—ngh—Alexander, haah……! Mm! Ah, ah!”
Yeon Yiseo couldn’t finish his words, breaking down into whimpering sounds. Alexander had started slamming into one spot over and over. The once-firm inner walls melted, slick gushing out in abundance. Each brutal thrust produced obscene, sloppy noises from the drenched passage.
As his senses were violently shaken awake, Yeon Yiseo clutched Alexander’s hand tightly. His prostate was being relentlessly rubbed and driven into, and not only from behind—clear fluid streamed from his cock as well.
No, it wasn’t just leaking. Every time Alexander drove upward, precum spurted out as if he were ejaculating. There was no way to stop the trembling wracking his body. The powerful, rapid thrusts left his inner walls unable to respond properly at all.
As the sensation barreled toward an ending, every muscle in his body quivered. Even so, he couldn’t react in any way other than enduring Alexander’s movements. The way his hips slammed into him made it feel like his body might be punched full of holes. Still, he wasn’t afraid—because of Alexander’s pheromones, and because he trusted him.
The pleasure piled up meticulously, not a single drop wasted, filling Yeon Yiseo’s body to the brim. It felt like it was about to overflow, sloshing dangerously close to the edge—yet never quite crossing it. The endless mass of flesh forcing him open deeper and deeper was satisfying, and at the same time terrifying. He’d experienced it before, but imagining that enormous cock entering him completely, without leaving even an inch outside, sent a chill down his spine.
With his legs lifted and his waist bent slightly, he could see the fluid streaming from his cock pooling into his navel. The moans spilling from his mouth grew louder and louder, impossible to contain. He bit down on his lower lip, but it was useless resistance—holding back only made the sounds burst out even harder.
As his whole body shook, ripples spread through the precum pooled at his navel. White flashes exploded before his eyes, making it impossible to keep them open. A flicker of fear crossed his mind—that maybe something was wrong with his body.
“Aaah—ngh! A-ah, ahh! Wh-what do I—haa……!”
“Ah… haah. What is this—hah—my body… I feel like my head’s going to go crazy.”
Alexander exclaimed hoarsely, driving Yeon Yiseo nearly out of his mind. The sounds of sweat-soaked skin slapping together grew louder and louder. As Yeon Yiseo panted with his tongue hanging out, Alexander mirrored him, extending his tongue to lick it.
“……Mm, hah… mm, ngh…… ah, haah.”
They tangled tongues desperately, licking, sucking, tasting each other. They swallowed saliva so thoroughly mixed it was impossible to tell whose it was. The hot, soft tongue sliding into his mouth felt unbelievably good. Maybe because of the pheromones, it even felt as though there were a faint sweetness to it. Lewd, messy sounds heated the air.
Even then, Alexander didn’t stop moving. With the continued, violent thrusting, Yeon Yiseo groaned and clung to him. It felt as though Alexander were devouring him whole, leaving nothing behind—not even his head. Every nerve ending burned with scorching stimulation, moans spilling out uncontrollably.
He was happy knowing this wasn’t just something driven by pheromones. The unfamiliar feeling—something he’d never quite realized before—made a part of his heart loosen.
“Ngh, ha, ngh…… ah, ah!”
At some point, his moans turned into sobbing. Despite being heated with arousal, the subtle change in sound didn’t escape Alexander, who stopped abruptly.
“Yiseo?”
“I’m fine. Ah—please…… a little more. Keep going.”
With his eyes closed, Yeon Yiseo answered Alexander’s checking question. During their first time, Alexander had been in rut and hadn’t had the presence of mind to notice. The next time, Yeon Yiseo had been in heat, so Alexander probably assumed the tears were from overwhelming arousal. Crying like this now, out of nowhere, made it only natural for Alexander to be startled.
Trying to brush it off, Yeon Yiseo squeezed down around what was filling him, as if pleading. His drenched inner walls clung tightly to Alexander’s cock. Alexander’s breathing wavered as well—but instead of chasing immediate pleasure, he prioritized Yeon Yiseo’s condition.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Where does it hurt?”
He knew how hard it was to stop when you were chasing pleasure. The fact that Alexander reacted like this made Yeon Yiseo flustered—and strangely happy. It wasn’t intentional, nor had he been trying to gauge Alexander’s reaction, but it made him glad that Alexander put him first. Still, he couldn’t say that honestly. It was far too embarrassing.
“I-I’m fine—ah!”
Sensing the thick mass inside him beginning to slide out, Yeon Yiseo hastily hooked his legs around Alexander’s waist, clinging to him to stop it. Pulling his legs closer to deepen the insertion made Alexander’s eyes narrow slightly.
“Yiseo?”
“No—it’s not that it hurts. It’s just… ha, ngh… it feels too good.”
With hazy eyes clouded by heat, Yeon Yiseo grabbed Alexander’s hand as he examined him, pressing a kiss to the tips of his fingers.
“Please keep going, Alexander. I want you… Alex. …Mm, ngh.”
Hearing the hard-won nickname, Alexander seemed to swallow his breath. When he leaned in to kiss him, Yeon Yiseo couldn’t say another word. Alexander kissed him as if he were going to devour him.
Their hot tongues tangled. As if licking and sucking weren’t enough, Alexander even bit him. Startled by the sharp sting, Yeon Yiseo’s body jerked. His overstimulated body seemed to interpret even that pain as pleasure.
The head of Alexander’s cock, which had slightly withdrawn, plunged deep inside him. As it pushed toward the narrower area closer to his colon, prying it open and forcing its way in, Yeon Yiseo trembled as if jolted by electricity. Their sweat-slicked bodies pressed and rubbed together.
Someone else’s sweat-soaked skin—normally, he would’ve found it unpleasant. But in this moment, he didn’t have the presence of mind to care. All he could do was cling to Alexander’s burning body.
His hands kept slipping as he hugged Alexander’s back, but there was no room to worry about that. Enduring the jolting, shaking of their bodies was all he could manage.
“Mm, ngh, mm—too—ngh…… haa. Ngh, it’s too strong—mm…… ah…!”
“Say it one more time. Just once more… yeah?”
“Ah—I c-can’t—ngh, ahh……! Mm! Ngh—!”
“Hurry. I want to hear it again. Just one more time. Say it. Quickly.”
Apparently pleased with the name Yeon Yiseo had used, Alexander pounded into him harder and harder, coaxing him. Squish, slap—the wet sounds grew louder. Unable to endure the ticklish sensation building beneath his navel, Yeon Yiseo’s legs flailed helplessly from side to side.
The heat raging through his body showed no sign of subsiding, only continuing to rise. The pleasure Alexander gave him was too deep, too intense—he felt like he wouldn’t be able to stay sane.
Then, suddenly, Alexander stopped thrusting.
“—Ah! Ngh, ha, haah—mm, no, keep—keep going!”
Yeon Yiseo cried out like a scream, rotating his hips to urge him on—but instead, Alexander caught him.
“I’ll move if you say it. As much as you want—however much you want.”
“Ah… that’s… that’s cruel.”
He complained bitterly, brows knitting at the abruptly severed pleasure, but Alexander didn’t budge. Yeon Yiseo’s unfocused eyes, soaked in heat, and the red flush around them made it painfully clear just how aroused he was.
Even so, Alexander had stopped moving for one reason alone—to make him say the nickname.
If Yeon Yiseo didn’t say it, he truly seemed ready to never move again.
