“Aha… uu, ugh, huah… aaah, hic, ahu, kup, uuugh.”
As soon as the knotting ended, Andrea thrust what hadn’t fully erected yet into the hole soaked with semen. After a couple of thrusts, the cock that had hardened again buried itself in the hole releasing semen.
“Ah… ah!”
Still unsatisfied, he grabbed Icanoth’s body and pulled it to himself, ravaging the narrow hole. Even such pounding wasn’t enough for this body. Every time he moved only below the waist while holding the body soaked in all kinds of fluids, Icanoth made broken sounds, ttuk, ttuk. His face had lost its sanity. A face with not just reason gone, but even the most basic instincts absent. That satisfied Andrea.
“Icanoth… do you know?”
While continuing to speak, Andrea fully thrust his cock into Icanoth.
“This project ended very successfully, and all the participants received long vacations.”
“Ha, ungh, ah… hauuugh…!”
It’s unbelievable that the mucous membrane still has resistance. It tightly gripped the endlessly entering cock, transmitting pleasure to him. Swallowing the rising urge to ejaculate, Andrea narrowed his brow.
“Haah…”
After exhaling a breath full of heat, as if savoring the pleasure, he closed his mouth and smiled. Icanoth, unable to move from below, couldn’t hide his fear even while moaning.
“Of course, that includes you. I said Icanoth-ssi was taken away due to excessive work. For at least a week, no one will look for you. And the same goes for you.”
“Uu… hic—”
“Well, unless you can leave the bed, then I don’t know.”
After saying this, he kissed the small face countless times. He must have pressed his lips multiple times on the same spots. He bit as he pleased. An alpha leaving marks on an omega’s body is like engraving his traces, but strangely, the more he did so, the more desire followed rather than satisfaction.
Even while violating him, when the desire to ravish him rises, then how should he—
“Are you pleased?”
His face was dyed with ecstasy, and his pheromones still emitted a sweet scent, but no answer came to the question. Since he hadn’t waited for an answer in the first place, it was fine not to answer. Though his upper mouth was still, his lower one tightly gripped Andrea’s. While scattering sweet breaths to the boiling sensuality, Andrea preciously caressed Icanoth and pressed their noses together.
“At least it seems you’re pleased with this, which is fortunate. So am I.”
The lovemaking that began in the early evening didn’t stop even after the heat cycle ended and the pheromones stabilized. Andrea was a beast, and Icanoth, bitten by him, was disheveled like a beast too. They mated endlessly and craved each other. There was no part of each other’s body they hadn’t touched. Especially on the parts Andrea liked, heat marks spread or teeth marks remained. During all kinds of positions, Icanoth watched such acts or even actively helped.
But the truly cruel thing was that when the heat cycle ended, his head cleared like a lie. Though he was so exhausted that it wouldn’t be strange if his body had completely melted, he remembered what actions he had done, who the alpha before him was, and what he had done to him.
Andrea Carp.
The person holding my leash.
“Ha, ugh… uung…”
The man who completely shattered him and took away his precious things overlapped their lips. Though his tears had all dried up and nothing was flowing down, he caressed his temples which had nothing on them and pressed his lips to the corners and lids of his eyes. Such acts made him feel like he was crying. If there was a reason for his tears, they would all originate from Andrea, yet hypocritically, the subject of the tragedy comforted him.
Nevertheless, Icanoth turned his eyes away from reality and dropped his body into the forceful flow. He was awake but unaware. Above all, living with his own mind was painful. There was nothing more painful than that.
* * *
“…”
After the long evening and dawn, it was daytime. Icanoth, waking up in bed, tightly clenched his fist and then released it.
There are moments when one terribly feels being alive, and this was one of them. It was disgustingly evident that he was covered in Andrea’s pheromones and had relations with him all night. Though there was no sign of anyone around, he thought he was still with Andrea. He wasn’t there, at least not now. But that didn’t lead to relief. It would be better not to know it was just a reprieve… His exhausted body didn’t leave his consciousness in reality but dragged it into deep sleep.
And after passing the entire morning, only in the afternoon did his stiff eyes naturally open and wake from sleep. White ceiling, white curtains, objects matching Andrea filled his vision. Like his office, he preferred white-toned furniture or items. The bed sheets were no exception.
I want to escape from here.
The surging desire, or wish, swelled up. But even after a long time since opening his eyes, he couldn’t move even his toes. He was just rolling his eyes, unable to budge at all, as if he had become one with the bed. At first, he thought Andrea had tied him up, but he simply couldn’t move due to exhaustion. After a long time passed, he could move at least his fingers. Then his knees. Then, gripping the sheets with all his might, he raised his body.
“Ah—”
His entire body creaked. A dull pain rose from between his legs, and shallow pain simultaneously poked its head from all over his body, unable to specify where. As soon as he raised his body, it was as if a switch had been turned on in his nerves. Various parts screamed in pain. Irritation slowly surged, making him bite his lip.
First… first he thought he needed to get out of bed. He stretched his foot to get out of bed, anywhere, even if just in this room. His bare feet touched the cold floor. Only then did he realize he wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing. Wretchedness surged instantly in his mouth. It was a situation similar to yesterday, but unlike then, he clearly recognized his circumstances. Looking around, there was nothing suitable to wear.
“…!”
He tried to stand up, but before he could do anything, his center of gravity tilted forward. His legs weren’t as strong as he thought. His knees hit the bare floor as he fell, and he collapsed. It was just when Icanoth was groaning, unable to get up on his own, that Andrea opened the door, bringing breakfast.
“Wouldn’t it have been better to stay in bed? It seems you can barely get up on your own.”
Icanoth didn’t answer the gentle questioning voice. Andrea, who had put down the tray he was holding on the table, easily lifted him up and sat him back on the bed. When his back touched the bed headboard, his dry shoulders shrank. Watching this, Andrea wore a strange expression, as if half-smiling, and brought the tray.
“Please… give me clothes.”
“I don’t see a particular reason for you to wear any.”
“Andrea-ssi!”
“Won’t you end up taking them off soon anyway?”
There was no fork on the tray. The absence of a potential weapon that could be held and wielded made it hard to tell who benefited.
“Let’s eat first. I’ll bring clothes that you can wear.”
On the tray he placed in front of him were a vegetable sandwich that could be held and eaten with hands, fruit pieces, a cup of a beverage, a bottle of water… such things were placed there. Though he wasn’t hungry, he felt severe thirst. He hastily poured water into his throat, which felt rough inside.
He thought he had properly placed his mouth to drink, but during the process, water dripped down onto his chest. His chest got wet, as did his abdomen and the blanket covering his lower body. When he inadvertently lowered his eyes, his body full of congestion came into view. These were marks left from entangling with Andrea on the bed.
‘…Icanoth?’
‘Uup, hic, uung…’
‘Suck mine from there. I’ll lick Icanoth’s hole too.’
He didn’t care that it was a hole he had been thrusting into all along and had ejaculated into. Andrea, who had been caressing his entire body until he became erect, grabbed his pelvis and thighs and pulled them. He made him spread his legs above his head and without hesitation placed his lips on the hole where all kinds of fluids were mixed and flowing down.
He bit the swollen area around the hole in one mouthful, then extended his tongue and licked up from the perineum. His mind went dark and then exploded white. While screaming a long scream, all he could do was lick the cock that had risen like a weapon before his eyes.
‘Just like that… swallow all the way to the base.’
His body remembered how Andrea’s tongue had moved in between.
He didn’t want to be in bed again. The voice revealing lust without hiding it circled his ears, making him hurriedly clear away the tray and crawl on his knees across the wide bed. Would he be able to walk properly this time? He carefully steadied his legs while placing his foot down and holding onto the bed headboard. Fortunately, he managed to walk out, though staggering, without falling. Of course, there was nowhere to escape. Though he got up from the bed intending to get away, Icanoth couldn’t even find where the door was. At best, he could only lean against the wall and sit.
“Ha, ah… ha, ngh…”
After walking upright for about ten steps, he fell again. Just as he had done on the bed, he crawled on his knees to a corner. The room was spacious but had little furniture, not enough to make it difficult to find one poorly hidden adult.
“Where has he gone this time?”
Andrea, who returned to the room slowly to allow time for eating, smiled and shrugged at the sight of the disheveled bed. He placed a wearable T-shirt and pants on the bed.
“Icanoth?”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
