Chapter 95
“Ah! Aah…!”
“Nngh!”
As Hyeon-woo’s cries of pleasure grew louder, Tae-geon’s groans of suppressed anguish also intensified. Ju-on took Hyeon-woo’s soft glans into his mouth, gently rolling his tongue over it as if dissolving candy. The sticky fluid flowing from the urethra spread across his tongue. Even that felt sweet and fragrant like fruit juice.
Ju-on dug into Hyeon-woo’s urethral opening with the stiff tip of his tongue while strongly sucking on the shaft. When he gently scraped the plump glans with his front teeth, another gush of fluid surged from the jelly-like, elastic tip. It had a texture that made him want to bite and swallow it whole.
Ju-on directly rubbed Hyeon-woo’s glans mucosa against the mucous membrane inside his own cheek while strongly pressing down on Hyeon-woo’s prostate with his finger.
“Hnngh…!”
He could feel Hyeon-woo’s dick twitching. It was definitely a more advanced reaction than before. Riding that momentum, he quickly thrust his fingers into Hyeon-woo’s hole while sucking his dick deep into his throat.
Please, let there be a response.
He swallowed the glans into his esophagus and tightly squeezed the dick with strong pressure. While stimulating Hyeon-woo’s perineum with his thumb, he vigorously rubbed the prostate with three fingers inserted into the hole.
Slurp- Squelch- Squish-.
The fingers quickly entering and exiting the wet inner walls became covered in white foam from friction with the love juices. Just as disappointment was about to spread across Ju-on’s face after countless thrusts, Hyeon-woo’s fingers and toes suddenly curled up.
“Hnnngh…!”
At last, semen erupted from Hyeon-woo’s dick. Tae-geon’s hand gripping the headboard lost its strength and fell onto the sheets. This caused Tae-geon to lose balance and collapse onto the bed.
“Huff… huff…”
The movement of muscles following the intense breathing was clearly visible through the wet shirt. Tae-geon blinked his eyes that seemed about to fall out, trying to focus his vision, but the blackened view before him refused to clear up.
Beads of sweat that had formed on the tip of his sharp nose fell onto the bed sheets at regular intervals. The metal headboard, long subjected to Tae-geon’s grip, was crumpled like paper and covered in red blood.
Hyeon-woo’s body, which had suffered from heat for a long time, went limp with intense fatigue after ejaculation. After spitting Hyeon-woo’s semen into a tissue, Ju-on took Hyeon-woo’s dick into his mouth again, and Tae-geon released pheromones in sync with Ju-on’s movements. They made Hyeon-woo ejaculate a couple more times.
The fact that Ju-on, an alpha in heat, could draw out climax from Hyeon-woo without penetration was entirely due to Tae-geon’s pheromones.
Tae-geon poured out pheromones appropriate to the intensity of the act. When caressing Hyeon-woo’s body, he released pheromones that stirred up sexual arousal, making Hyeon-woo desperate. When Hyeon-woo started convulsing with pleasure, he unleashed pheromones that amplified that pleasure, drawing out orgasm.
Ju-on felt bitter watching Tae-geon desperately control his pheromones while keenly observing Hyeon-woo’s reactions. He knew all too well why Tae-geon was so desperate.
Tch… I didn’t intend to go all the way either.
Even while thinking this, he felt ashamed of himself for his lack of integrity. As Hyeon-woo ejaculated into his mouth, Ju-on felt his own semen burst out simultaneously, making his hair stand on end. He couldn’t deny the electrifying pleasure that surged through his feelings of sacrilege and guilt.
Ju-on came out of the bathroom with a towel soaked in warm water and thoroughly wiped down Hyeon-woo’s body, which was dirty with various bodily fluids. The delicate touch reached his face, damp with sweat. Hyeon-woo’s head, hot with fever, moved following the cool touch.
Hyeon-woo felt as if someone was stroking his hair in his dream-like state. His foggy mind was gradually clearing. As the raging heat subsided and consciousness returned, he couldn’t move a finger due to intense fatigue.
His buttocks felt hot and sore.
Memories from just before losing consciousness began to surface in Hyeon-woo’s mind. The damn suppressants had no effect this time either. He remembered Tae-geon desperately trying to stop him as he was about to swallow the entire bottle of pills, reeling from the heat.
From the sensation in his lower body, Hyeon-woo guessed that he had once again ended up mingling bodies with Tae-geon.
‘Ah…’
‘Hnnnng! Nng!’
‘Hnngh…’
The moans that must have burst from his own mouth were mixed in between moments of consciousness. His cursed body had once again succumbed to Tae-geon.
‘How much of a slut do you have to be for your body to be like this, huh?’
Tae-geon’s words were right. A body that even suppressants couldn’t help. A dirty, hideous body that only calms down when filled with an alpha’s dick. He despised this body.
Slowly, he lifted his closed eyelids. However, what appeared in Hyeon-woo’s narrowly opened field of vision was not Tae-geon’s face.
The person wiping down his naked body with a towel was not Tae-geon, but Ju-on.
Hyeon-woo’s eyes began to shake in confusion.
…Kwon… Ju-on…?
Why is Kwon Ju-on…?
At that moment, like an arrow piercing through his hazy mind, one memory flew in at lightning speed.
‘…Al…pha… Not you… another alpha…’
Hyeon-woo’s face turned deathly pale. That pleading voice to Tae-geon was none other than his own.
…So you finally brought one.
An alpha. And Kwon Ju-on at that.
The fragments of shattered memories began to take shape along with the pouring consciousness, forming a shape too frightening to look at.
Stop it. No. I don’t want to see.
A vague fear of the truth engulfed Hyeon-woo. He squeezed his eyes shut. Yet the image of himself as a beast, crying out in pleasure while filled with Kwon Ju-on’s dick, refused to leave his mind.
No. Stop it. I don’t want to know! Stop!
Hyeon-woo quickly turned off the switch.
Click-!
His mind plunged back into dark blackout. At that moment, somewhere deep in his unconscious, there was a sharp, ringing sound as if a glass marble had shattered.
With that, Hyeon-woo lost consciousness once again.
Only after Ju-on finished cleaning up Hyeon-woo and left did Tae-geon collapse onto the bare floor as if fainting. Tae-geon’s vision was completely blurred as he gasped for breath. All the blood vessels, nerves, and muscles in his body were continuously convulsing, repeating abnormal contractions and relaxations.
It was a time of terrible punishment. There had been a time when he had let an unknown dominant alpha have Hyeon-woo because he didn’t want to touch the omega himself. Tae-geon realized that this identical situation was the price of the karma he had accumulated.
He never expected to face the sight of Hyeon-woo reaching climax in another alpha’s arms again. And to repeat the situation of just providing pheromones by the side, unable to move a finger.
‘Because I love him!’
Ju-on’s shout kept ringing in his ears, refusing to leave. Every time Hyeon-woo cried out in pleasure at Ju-on’s touch, Tae-geon felt pain so intense he wanted to strangle himself. It felt like his heart was burning in a hot furnace.
Gritting his teeth in agony, Tae-geon crawled towards Hyeon-woo sleeping on the bed. Hyeon-woo’s figure looked blurry, like steam. He rubbed his wet eyes with his palms, but his hazy vision refused to clear. Only after wiping his eyes once more did Tae-geon finally realize that what he had wiped away was not tears.
Red blood mixed with tears was wetting his palms. Unable to withstand the boiling heat and pressure inside his body, his eyes had finally started bleeding. He could barely see anything properly with his blurred vision.
Tae-geon got up and turned off the lights that had been illuminating the room. In the dark room enveloped in darkness, he focused on Hyeon-woo’s pheromones lingering in the air and gripped his dick. Sticky pre-cum dripped from the tip of his painfully erect dick. He carefully buried his nose in Hyeon-woo’s hair spread out on the sheets and frantically stroked his dick, but Tae-geon could not ejaculate.
His muscles contracted intensely for a moment, then terrible convulsions began throughout his body. His upper body, which had been twitching uncontrollably, collapsed onto the bed, and with that, Tae-geon lost consciousness.
Hyeon-woo’s heat cycle had ended, but Tae-geon’s rut was just beginning.
*
Hyeon-woo, curled up alone in the pitch-black darkness, buried his face between his knees.
Are you really not going to leave?
The voice asked Hyeon-woo again. It was a familiar voice he had heard a few times before.
That voice that had cried out, begging to keep only the memories of being loved by K when cutting out his feelings for Tae-geon. The voice that had resonated, buzzing as if coming from a tightly sealed interior, was now clear and pure.
It seemed that the identity of what had shattered with a ‘clink’ was the glass marble that had been confining this omega. The omega, swirling around Hyeon-woo like formless smoke, kept giggling.
Do you think anything will change by doing this?
The fact that you’re an omega won’t change.
A cursed body. A dirty omega.
You’ll never be loved by anyone in your life.
A coward full of self-righteousness.
Covering his ears, he buried his face deeper between his knees.
I know. I know too. I know, so please stop. Please stop.
