Sanho struggled to turn his head, but Donghyun’s strength was greater. Sanho’s white cheek was messily rubbed against the damp briefs, soaked with warm heat. It was because Donghyun had trapped the back of Sanho’s head with his hand, preventing him from moving.
“Don’t use your hands, take it off with your mouth and suck.”
Donghyun said, thrusting his waist slowly. He looked down with gleaming eyes, but Sanho only shook his head and did not move as Donghyun desired. Damn, why isn’t he listening? Do I have to wait for the pheromone to spread more? I want to follow this bastard quickly. With every labored breath Sanho took, Donghyun cursed under his breath. Eventually, unable to hold back, Donghyun roughly grabbed Sanho’s cheeks. With a violent motion, he pressed down on Sanho’s lips.
“Damn it, open your mouth. Not opening?”
“Ugh, mm….”
“I want you to choke on my cock with your own throat.”
Sanho bit down, but the grip of the out-of-control Donghyun was immense. Fingers began to invade again, breaking through his lips. Once the mouth was ajar, it opened wider and wider. As Sanho closed his eyes in pain, tears streamed down the corners of his eyes. The sight of tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, blooming like a flower of heat, was enough to evoke sadistic pleasure. Donghyun grinned widely. He thrust his fingers into Sanho’s mouth even more roughly than before.
As two thick fingers rummaged wildly inside, saliva dripped from the widely gaping lips. With his eyes closed and his body twisting in discomfort, Sanho found no way to escape. Clinging to the last remnants of his sanity, he barely opened his eyes. Gathering the scattered strength, he bit down hard. A sickening crunch echoed from the fingers trapped in his mouth.
“Ahhh!”
Donghyun screamed like a beast caught by the throat. His face turned from red to a deep purple as he hurriedly pulled his fingers from Sanho’s mouth.
“Blood… blood…!”
Donghyun groaned as he looked at his finger that Sanho had bitten down on fiercely. Bright red blood dripped down.
“Ugh, ah… damn it….”
Donghyun struggled, clutching his injured hand with the other. Then, he swung both hands and slapped Sanho’s cheek hard. Sanho’s body swayed violently and collapsed onto the long stool. Without the strength to rise, Sanho merely turned his head to glare at Donghyun.
“Haah… ugh, I hate you….”
Fragments of words that couldn’t form properly spilled out like a moan. Donghyun gritted his teeth and raised his hand again, as if to strike Sanho once more.
“Ugh.”
But as he removed the hand that was clutching his fingers to stop the bleeding, blood dripped down from the torn finger. Donghyun looked at his hand, which was increasingly gushing blood, with a frightened expression. The pain was one thing, but the speed at which the bruise and swelling were forming made him fear he might have broken a bone.
“Sanho, you… just stay here and keep your hands busy. It’ll last over ten hours without an antidote anyway.”
“……”
“If anything happens to my hand, do you think I’ll just let you be?”
“…Huh.”
“I’ll bring all the thug Alphas and make you wear my cock and holes. Do you understand?”
Donghyun clenched his hand tightly and kicked the items hanging in the prop storage with his foot, grumbling. Finally, after one of the Agrippa plaster statues shattered with a loud crash from his kick, Donghyun roughly opened the door and exited the prop storage.
Bang, the sound echoed in his ears. Sanho bit his lip hard and tried to muster the strength to lift his trembling body.
“Huh, ugh.”
But he couldn’t muster any strength at all. To avoid losing consciousness, he bit his lip even harder. It seemed his lip had torn when Donghyun slapped him, and he tasted the sting of blood. Haah, haah. Exhaling breath that crashed like waves, Sanho closed his eyes. It felt like thousands of insects were crawling all over his body. Please, someone help me…
Gasping for breath, Sanho awkwardly reached out for the strap of the bag sprawled on the floor. His unbalanced body half-rolled and slid under the stool. With one elbow barely propping up the stool, he reached out further. After several futile attempts as his strength kept slipping away, he finally grasped the bag. Leaning against the stool, he fumbled inside the bag.
“Ha…ah, please….”
He found his old phone inside the bag. His trembling fingertips brushed against the screen. His vision kept blurring. Every nerve in his body was racing towards a single purpose.
“……”
The one contact saved on the phone. Only after pressing the red call button did his fingers lose all strength. The phone slipped from Sanho’s hand and fell to the ground with a crunching sound.
The ringing tone, like a song, dragged on endlessly.
Sanho gasped for breath and pulled up his T-shirt, which was damp in places from his saliva. His nipples, stimulated by Donghyun’s teasing, were still standing erect.
“Huh… yeah.”
He rubbed his erect nipples against the rounded edge of the stool. As the cold metallic surface pressed against them, sparks flew. Ah, please… His waist crumbled, and excitement surged. His body, leaning against the stool, twitched.
I want to touch…
He unbuckled his pants and pulled down the waistband of his drawers. His erect member was revealed. Sanho exhaled as he wrapped his hand around his cock. His reason was slipping away, and his eyes were glazed over. His already soaked member was oozing bodily fluids.
– ……
The ringing tone suddenly stopped. Was the call disconnected? But then,
– …Sanho?
Soon, the voice he desired came through. At the same time, a jolt of electricity coursed through his entire body.
“…Sanho…b…huh, ugh…!”
With a squirt, thick semen erupted from the tip of his cock. Just the sound of his name being called was enough to push him over the edge, and cloudy semen splattered onto the phone screen.
– Sanho.
“Huh, ugh… …Sanho… …Sanho…”
– What…
One climax was not enough to quell his arousal. Still gripping his erect member, Sanho gasped for breath. His reason was fading further. The voice coming through the phone intensified his violent arousal.
– Where are you?
He heard muffled sobs. With a completely blank expression, Siwoo bit down hard.
“Wait. I’ll be there soon.”
Gripping the phone tightly, he hurriedly got out of the car. He heard the car door slam shut behind him.
Sanho was definitely at school. He had been watching the main gate and the bus stop closest to it. Perhaps, under the guise of coincidence, he might run into him. Since it hadn’t been long since classes ended, there was a high chance he was near the college. Siwoo’s steps toward the college were anxious. Just as he was about to enter the building, he suddenly stopped.
“……Pheromone….”
He sensed the Omega pheromones sinking into the air. It was quite a heavy pheromone. What he felt now was faint, but if such a heavy pheromone had leaked out, it was not a normal situation. An Omega releasing such pheromones at school? It was absurd. Siwoo turned his body in the direction the pheromones were coming from. Toward the corner of the building, where students from the college often smoked.
Cigarette-shaped pheromones and smoking spots.
As the clear connection emerged, his steps quickened again.
“……”
The smoking area, lined with benches, was completely devoid of any presence. At this time, there should have been at least one or two students, but it was unnaturally empty. Only the traces of pheromones lingered in the air. Damn it, cursing under his breath, Siwoo anxiously looked around.
‘A new type of drug that spreads rapidly after just one inhalation, and if not detoxified quickly, leads to immediate addiction. Developed for prostitution…’
In truth, this could all be his overactive imagination. If so, that would be a relief. But if not… Siwoo bit down hard. Time was tightening around him like a ticking time bomb, and he felt like Hansel and Gretel, picking up crumbs of candy with each step. It was a feeling of helplessness he had never experienced before. Siwoo bit down hard and began to search for the traces of the pheromones. The sharp senses of an Alpha were guiding him like a beam of light.
“……”
Finally, he stopped in front of the storage used by the art students. It was a place where theater students kept their props. It was an old, secluded area, rarely visited. The green iron door stood tall as usual, but the chaotic footprints and scattered dark red stains were out of place. Blood…? A chill ran down his spine.
Bang, he roughly swung the door open, and thick dust scattered into the air. Amidst the swirling dust, the heavy scent of pheromones settled. The pheromones of an Omega, soaked in drugs, were clearly abnormal. Sensing a presence inside, Siwoo rushed in.
“…San…!”
