Chapter 29
With his eyes brimming with lust, he devoured the sight of Cheong-yeon, who was spreading his legs and moaning softly.
While pressing Cheong-yeon’s arms down onto the mattress, Do-heon pulled his cock out until only the tip of the cock remained. The red flesh inside followed slightly, tightly gripping the shaft.
The cock, soaked in fluid, glistened menacingly in the light. Do-heon clenched his teeth and thrust his cock back into Cheong-yeon’s lower region with a thud.
“Aaahnng!”
Not stopping there, Do-heon buried his face in Cheong-yeon’s neck and collarbone like a thirsty man, deeply inhaling his pheromones.
Unlike Cheong-yeon’s usually fresh pheromones, his body was heavily covered with the sticky, sensual pheromones characteristic of a heat cycle. The more Do-heon inhaled them, the more he lost his rationality and yearned for greater pleasure.
“Haah, it hurts… it hurts, but it feels good.”
Cheong-yeon mumbled, half out of his mind, not even knowing what he was saying. In his wavering vision, he thought he saw the corners of Do-heon’s mouth slightly turn up, though it might have been an illusion.
“That’s good. Because we’re still, far from done.”
“Ah! Nngh!”
Though he didn’t understand what the other person said, Cheong-yeon nodded vigorously. Every stimulation from Do-heon felt overwhelming yet pleasurable.
The firm body wrapped in muscle, the veins standing out on his forearms, Do-heon’s hard thighs colliding with each thrust of his cock, even his rough breathing.
To think that another’s body could feel so vividly present. Before, he had only been afraid when Do-heon mounted him, but now he was desperate for his slightest movement. It was an incredibly unfamiliar experience.
Cheong-yeon panted, unable to process the wave-like pleasure washing over him. In response, Do-heon firmly gripped Cheong-yeon’s pelvis and moved his hips frantically.
His hard, rugged cock rubbed against the entire inner wall as it passed through. Especially when it brushed a certain point inside his abdomen, an intense sensation gripped Cheong-yeon, making him shiver to the crown of his head.
It felt as if nothing remained in his mind except euphoria. And Do-heon gave no quarter to the helpless Cheong-yeon, pushing to the absolute limit.
“Ah! Aah! Heeuk! Nnngh…!”
Just when he thought he couldn’t bear it anymore, Cheong-yeon reached a tingling climax as if an electric current was wrapping around and passing through his body.
It was a type of pleasure he had never experienced before in his life.
“…This is maddening. Whew.”
As Cheong-yeon’s lower region tightened simultaneously with his ejaculation, Do-heon muttered as if in agony. He momentarily stopped his hip movements, breathing even more primitively than Cheong-yeon.
“Haaah. Haah… So good…”
Cheong-yeon was half out of his mind from the orgasm he experienced for the first time during sex. It wasn’t that he always disliked sex with Do-heon during their marriage, but today was the first time he felt such intense pleasure.
After catching his breath with his eyes half-open for a moment, Cheong-yeon belatedly thought that the distance between him and Do-heon seemed too close.
It was the first time he had been this close, face to face, looking at each other, and he felt newly embarrassed. He didn’t want to show this excited, uncontrolled side of himself to him ever again.
“…”
In the end, he was swept away by pheromones and ended up like this. What must Do-heon have thought, looking down at him screaming that it felt good?
As the pleasure heated his body and passed, Cheong-yeon belatedly felt embarrassment and bit his lower lip. Recalling Do-heon’s previously cold gaze, he covered his face with his arm.
After a moment, Do-heon moved his hips again and pulled down Cheong-yeon’s arm. But Cheong-yeon stubbornly covered his face again with his arm. To somehow hide his uncontrollably disheveled expression.
“Yoo Cheong-yeon. Look at me.”
Do-heon said in a voice locked with excitement. The Alpha pheromones surrounding his entire body gradually intensified. He hadn’t noticed it when Do-heon was usually so restrained, but his pheromones were sensual and carnal enough to make his spine tingle. On the other hand, there coexisted a certain overwhelming dominance, befitting his Dominant manifestation, that seemed to pin down the other person.
Do-heon removed Cheong-yeon’s arm as stubbornly as Cheong-yeon himself and grabbed his slender chin, making him look at him.
“I don’t want to, let go…”
“You should see who you’re having sex with.”
“…”
Do-heon slowly pulled back his hips and then thrust his cock.
“Ahng…!”
“Huu, you don’t like doing it with me?”
“That’s not it.”
“If that’s not it, then.”
As if needing to hear an answer, Do-heon abruptly stopped his movements. And he held Cheong-yeon’s gaze for a long time.
As the illusion that all of Do-heon’s attention was focused on him arose, Cheong-yeon’s face reddened. It was still hard to believe that they were mixing bodies so intensely and fully feeling each other’s pheromones like this.
“I’m afraid you’ll… think strangely of me.”
Cheong-yeon barely confessed in a trembling voice. Cheong-yeon feared Do-heon’s gaze.
Looking back, it seemed he had been that way throughout their marriage. He was always anxious, worrying about how Do-heon would see him, what he would think of him.
“Me? Of you?”
When he nodded at the question, Do-heon’s gaze fell on his flushed cheeks.
“I won’t do that.”
He lowered his head and kissed Cheong-yeon’s lips.
As if he had never avoided him, Cheong-yeon also quickly entwined his tongue. Cheong-yeon clung to him as if trying to absorb all of Do-heon’s breath and pheromones. Every point of contact with him felt electrifying, as if currents were sparking. At the same time, the saliva and breath coming through his lips were excessively sweet.
He wanted to somehow receive more of him, of his pheromones.
After kissing frantically for a while, as his breathing quickened, Cheong-yeon detached his lips and panted. To feel the pheromones more completely than now, he rubbed his forehead against Do-heon’s neck and chest with untaught, clumsy movements. Then he buried his lips on Do-heon’s firm shoulder and sucked, making slurping sounds.
“You’re not a child.”
Muttering in a cracked voice immersed in excitement, Do-heon lifted one of Cheong-yeon’s thighs. This exposed the inner flesh that was fully enveloping Do-heon’s cock.
“Whew.”
“Hnnng.”
Pressing against the back of his knee, Do-heon thrust his cock into the hole again. The area around the perineum was red and swollen from frequent friction. The hole greedily drew the cock into its wet interior.
Do-heon’s hip movements accelerated as he watched the hole twitching and tightly gripping the base of his cock.
“Ah, ah, nngh!”
Cheong-yeon felt like he would go crazy from the pleasure that dully enveloped his lower abdomen each time the thick veins irregularly protruding from the outside of the shaft rubbed against his inner flesh.
Even though he had already reached ejaculation once, Do-heon’s rapid penetration easily drove Cheong-yeon to a second climax.
“Huuk, huuk, heuk.”
Despite knowing that Cheong-yeon was struggling, Do-heon continuously thrust his cock. It was a savage, instinct-driven movement that made it hard to believe this was the same person who had always appeared so proper in bed.
“Ah, hnnng! Haahk, please…!”
Cheong-yeon babbled, not even knowing what he was begging for.
Do-heon’s movements became faster and rougher as he reached his limit.
The moment his cock penetrated to the deepest part of the abdomen, feeling dangerously deep, Do-heon pulled it out.
“Haahng. Aaah.”
Then aiming at Cheong-yeon’s flat abdomen, he quickly stroked his shaft and ejaculated.
“Huuk.”
Cloudy semen burst from the tip of the cock, spurting out several times. A sound like that of a beast escaped through Do-heon’s teeth.
Since Cheong-yeon also ejaculated almost simultaneously, the two men’s rough breathing alternately filled the room.
“Haah… haah…”
Cheong-yeon’s abdomen was now thoroughly wet with both his own and Do-heon’s semen.
Drained of energy, Cheong-yeon looked at Do-heon with half-closed eyes. He was staring at Cheong-yeon’s white, naked body, smeared with all kinds of fluids.
His gaze was so explicitly intense that Cheong-yeon turned his body to lie on his side.
“Ah.”
Then the semen that had been pooled on his abdomen and chest flowed down onto the blanket.
The bedding is still so new. How am I going to wash all this?
As the excitement subsided, practical concerns began to flood in. Moreover, the stickiness from his upper to lower body was indescribably unpleasant. Considering he had also sweated, he wanted to go straight to the bathroom to wash himself first, rather than worrying about the blanket.
Come to think of it, unlike the house where he lived with Do-heon, this house had only one bathroom. So would Do-heon wash first? Or together? He didn’t think he had ever bathed with him.
Cheong-yeon slowly blinked his eyes while still breathing deeply.
“W-wait a moment, Director. What are you doing now?”
Before the afterglow had even faded, Do-heon climbed back on top of Cheong-yeon’s body. Startled, Cheong-yeon grabbed his arm in shock.
“We just… just finished this.”
After rolling around enough to make their bodies messy, Do-heon rubbed Cheong-yeon’s thigh as he lay on his side and pressed his lower body against him again.
“I never said I was finished.”
“…What is this.”
At his words, Cheong-yeon turned his head slightly to check Do-heon’s cock. As if he had never ejaculated in the first place, his cock was still standing rigid and erect.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
