Chapter 60
He deliberately released intense Alpha pheromones, binding Cheong-yeon’s reason. As intended, the strength gradually drained from Cheong-yeon’s struggling hands. Soon, Cheong-yeon’s eyes widened as he shook his head.
“Hah! Mmm…”
Just when he thought Alpha pheromones couldn’t get any stronger, they became incomparably denser and more potent than before. It was suffocating.
“Ah, nng… hnn. Director, please…”
Do-heon’s pheromones not only filled the hotel room entirely but also ensnared all of Cheong-yeon’s senses, preventing him from thinking of anything else. They encouraged him to crave even greater desire.
Cheong-yeon realized he no longer felt pain. The uncomfortable, awkward sensation he had felt each time he received Do-heon’s cock disappeared instantly, leaving only the pleasure of penetration that heated his entire body.
The pheromones Do-heon forcefully poured out were so sweet and intoxicating that Cheong-yeon’s mind felt like it was turning white.
“You’re… too much… hah! Mmm.”
Now his body opened softly, as if it had been waiting, as the cock—so hard that its veins were bulging—continuously crushed and struck against his inner walls.
Without anyone teaching him, Cheong-yeon found himself instinctively clinging to Do-heon to feel the Alpha pheromones more completely.
He had never felt such thirst for Do-heon before. For Cheong-yeon, who had always found it difficult to even touch him, this ardent desire was unfamiliar.
At this moment, he desperately craved the pleasure that the man named Moon Do-heon gave him—so much that he wondered if any Omega in the world could resist such temptation. Perhaps this was why everyone praised Dominant Alphas.
Quickly losing his will to escape from Do-heon, Cheong-yeon shuddered with an exotic sense of elation. The more pheromones he inhaled, the more desperately he wanted to take Do-heon deeper.
“More, mm, ah, good, ah.”
“You like it?”
Do-heon placed his hand beside Cheong-yeon’s face, met his eyes, and asked mischievously. He gazed at Cheong-yeon’s flushed face as if devouring it, then slowly pulled his hips back and began to penetrate slowly, as if in contrast to his previous rapid thrusts.
“Ahhhh…”
Cheong-yeon let out a long moan at the tantalizing stimulation. As the penetration slowed, his wet inner flesh clung more stickily to the entering shaft, squeezing it tightly.
Do-heon frowned at the pressure that warmly enveloped his entire shaft, squeezing it.
“Ngh.”
He let out a low, animal-like groan and grabbed Cheong-yeon’s pelvis. Then he pulled his cock out to the tip and roughly shoved it back in.
The room was once again filled with the sound of wet flesh rapidly colliding.
“Ah, mm, huk, there… suddenly, hk… if you do it that hard…!”
Cheong-yeon shook his head at the movement that forcefully stimulated his sensations by repeatedly pounding inside him. Every time the cock stirred his slippery inner walls, his waist naturally arched upward.
As Do-heon thrust so powerfully, Cheong-yeon’s fluttering body kept moving upward until his head hit the bed’s headboard.
“It hurts… mmm, h-“
Even when Do-heon grabbed his slender legs and pulled him back down, Cheong-yeon’s much lighter body couldn’t withstand the thrusting weight and was pushed up again.
“Huk, huk.”
“Ah… it hurts.”
Seeing Cheong-yeon bite his lower lip with a tearful expression, Do-heon suddenly stopped his thrusting.
“Get on top.”
After appearing to think about something briefly, he grabbed Cheong-yeon’s waist and made him mount on top.
“Huh?”
As the cock that had been fully inside him slipped out, Cheong-yeon’s buttocks twitched. Sexual fluids, whose origin was uncertain, flowed wetly down his perineum and thighs.
Cheong-yeon looked down at him with a puzzled expression. The sudden change in perspective and the unfamiliar position of being on top of Do-heon left him bewildered.
“Better?”
“……”
“At least you won’t hit your head this way.”
Cheong-yeon awkwardly placed his palms on Do-heon’s abs and chest. It seemed he was meant to insert it himself and move in this position.
As Do-heon said, in this position, there was no risk of his body being pushed up to hit the headboard. The question was whether he could manage to insert it himself. He couldn’t even see below…
“Hurry.”
“Hmph.”
Do-heon slightly raised his hips as if urging him. With that momentum, Cheong-yeon’s erect cock swayed up and down. Embarrassed, Cheong-yeon swallowed dryly and blushed.
“…Just a moment.”
Cheong-yeon slightly raised his waist and reached behind. He carefully grasped Do-heon’s large cock and positioned it between his buttocks.
As expected, the process wasn’t easy. The position was uncomfortable, and he was so tense that he could barely align even the tip of the cock with his hole.
“Nng.”
Grasping the shaft and slightly lowering his hips, the cock instantly slipped and bounced outward.
“Ah, it won’t go in.”
He even doubted whether it was possible to insert it in this position. Cheong-yeon whined with a tearful expression.
“Relax your buttocks more.”
“I am relaxed…”
Habitually about to ask if Do-heon could do it for him, Cheong-yeon quickly composed himself. Reminding himself once more that they were no longer in a relationship where he could make such requests, he shut his mouth and raised his hips.
He repeatedly rubbed the thick cock between his slippery perineum, searching for the hole. Each time, an erotic sound of slickness echoed as the cock rubbed against the swollen hole.
With the tip aligned with his wet hole, Cheong-yeon placed his other hand on Do-heon’s abs and gently swayed his hips.
“Ah.”
“Whew.”
Do-heon’s breathing gradually became rougher. But Cheong-yeon had no time to pay attention to that. All his concentration was focused downward, causing cold sweat to form on his back.
“Hmm…”
Relaxing as much as possible and moving his waist in a slow, circular motion, the closed hole gradually began to open to accommodate the blunt shape of the cock.
“You’re doing well.”
Do-heon murmured softly. By now, prominent veins were clearly visible on his brow.
Having successfully lowered his waist to swallow up to the cock, Cheong-yeon belatedly checked Do-heon’s expression. Was he angry? Or excited?
While wondering about his hardened face, Do-heon, whose patience had run out, grabbed Cheong-yeon’s waist and pressed down firmly, fully inserting his shaft.
“Mmm! Ah, no…!”
It went in so deeply that Do-heon’s coarse pubic hair rubbed against Cheong-yeon’s soft buttocks.
When the cock filled his inner walls completely, the rushing pleasure made Cheong-yeon’s vision flash and his stomach churn, causing his upper body to stagger.
Thanks to Do-heon holding his waist, he didn’t fall forward, but Cheong-yeon found it difficult to breathe due to the feeling of fullness. Moreover, because of the position of sitting on top of Do-heon, the cock reached even deeper than usual, making it excruciating.
Breathing heavily, Cheong-yeon glanced down at Do-heon and steadied himself by placing his hands between Do-heon’s chest and abs.
“It’s, all in.”
“Move.”
At the firm command, Cheong-yeon tightly closed his eyes and raised his hips.
“Mmmm…”
Fortunately, he seemed to adapt quickly, as lowering his waist to swallow the cock was no longer difficult. Cheong-yeon bounced his plump buttocks lightly in various directions, testing how to move.
Then he began to move his waist in earnest. Each time he moved up and down like pounding rice, embarrassingly wet sounds echoed from below. Squelch, thud, squelch, thud. Vulgar friction sounds matched the rhythm of his swaying hips, disorienting his ears.
“Haa, ng, hup, mmmm.”
While the cowgirl position had the disadvantage of being embarrassing, it also had the advantage of allowing him to control the depth of penetration and pace. Cheong-yeon kept the cock only halfway inserted, lightly swaying his hips and focusing on the spots that pleased him.
However, as Cheong-yeon’s stamina quickly bottomed out and he stopped moving, Do-heon couldn’t hold back and thrust his pelvis upward with a thud!
“Ah! Hahng!”
“Whew. You need to do it properly, not just thinking about yourself.”
“Nng, ah… if you do it… too hard… mmng, my stomach feels, weird, hmp!”
Despite his complaints, Cheong-yeon matched Do-heon’s demands by moving his waist more broadly this time, swallowing the shaft to its root. Each time the hard cock stirred his inner walls, both a hot pain and the sensation of approaching climax rose simultaneously in his abdomen.
Though the position remained uncomfortable, for Cheong-yeon, who had experience performing all sorts of bizarre choreography in the past, this level was bearable.
While it was overwhelming to accommodate the excessive size of the cock, pure euphoria washed over his entire body, offsetting the discomfort.
Cheong-yeon diligently repeated tightly gripping the shaft with his inner walls, then releasing it. Each time the hard, hot shaft touched his sensitive spots, an indescribably sensual pleasure rose from his lower abdomen.
“Hnng, mmm, Director… Ah! I’m now, t-tired, hmk…”
Just a little more. It felt like he could climax with just a little more.
Though he chased his orgasm by diligently rotating his hips, Cheong-yeon collapsed forward just before climaxing as his strength was depleted.
“Haa, haa…”
Do-heon’s chest, no less excited than Cheong-yeon’s, rose and fell significantly. The two maintained silence for a moment, catching their labored breaths.
Cheong-yeon, who had been lying with his ear against Do-heon’s chest, struggled to raise himself as Do-heon began to penetrate by lifting his waist.
Seeing Do-heon’s face, which seemed to be suppressing something, Cheong-yeon’s lips trembled. While it was good to clearly see his expression, unlike in the missionary position, this posture kept their faces too far apart, giving a sense of distance.
“Hk, nng… mm!”
Cheong-yeon swayed as Do-heon thrust his hips wildly, pressing his hands firmly against Do-heon. He felt upset that while he found this distance regrettable, Do-heon seemed completely unbothered.
“Why do you suddenly look like you’re about to cry? Haa.”
“Wwn…”
At his questioning, Cheong-yeon gazed down at Do-heon desperately, then leaned forward and fell onto his upper body as if embracing him.
“What do you want?”
Do-heon brushed Cheong-yeon’s sweat-soaked hair and then gripped it, though not painfully. As their eyes met with Cheong-yeon’s head raised, he inevitably released the words he had been holding back.
“K-kiss… if you would… mph!”
Before he could finish speaking, Do-heon’s lips came crashing down on his. Simultaneously, his hip movements became faster and more intense.
Do-heon drank in every bit of the sweet breath from Cheong-yeon’s lungs as he thrust his cock into Cheong-yeon one last time with great force.
“Haahnng!”
“Haa… haa.”
Already at their limits, the two reached climax simultaneously with their bodies pressed tightly together.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
