Andrea, who detached his lips just before ejaculation, bestowed the mercy of gently licking the pre-cum hanging like dew, giving Icanoth time to catch his breath. The tightly closed eyes, though initially closed voluntarily, soon became impossible to open by his own will. Icanoth, who was struggling to heave his chest, was able to slightly open his eyes thanks to the paused pleasure, but he couldn’t look directly at Andrea.
“Icanoth.”
“…”
After briefly meeting eyes, he immediately averted his gaze. The blue eyes appreciating his reactions were gently creased. He seemed quite satisfied with the response of the one whose small flesh was being toyed with.
“Open your eyes, Icanoth.”
“…”
“Open them and look at me. If you don’t want to suffer worse.”
The warning became a leash for Icanoth. Once Andrea spoke like this, even if he unconsciously closed his eyes or turned his gaze away, he would suddenly become greatly startled and comply with his command.
“Uu, hu… ngh…”
His frightened pupils were like a frog before a snake. Andrea was quite satisfied and again lowered his lips to the place eagerly waiting for him. This time, not the glans but the lower part, licking up the shaft and reaching just below the glans. He also carefully handled the curved part with his tongue. With the upper part of his flexible tongue. And then with the soft and tender lower part. Icanoth was being overwhelmed by Andrea to the point where his mind was almost completely dark.
“Uha, hic, uu… ah, ah, ahh, hic, uuu, kup.”
As he approached the base area, scratching with his lips, the testicles that he had deliberately avoided touching hung like pale pink berries. Being an omega, the two lumps smaller than an alpha’s were smooth and covered with a layer of delicate skin, making him helpless at even the slightest action.
“Hic, uu… auu, hu…?!”
Perhaps he thought they wouldn’t be touched today either. At first, Andrea kissed between them, then bit each one with his lips and sucked them in, causing Icanoth’s two legs, which were practically resting on his shoulders, to convulse strongly. His knees bent and straightened repeatedly. His body, surprised by the sudden action, twisted uncontrollably in various directions.
“Huaa… uu, up, the, there, ah, auuunt…”
“It sounds like you’re enjoying it too much.”
To the observer, it was an extremely satisfying sight. Andrea was gradually conquering Icanoth’s body this way. During the conquest, when he noticed the marks he had left yesterday, he left new ones right on top of them. Rolling the flesh moistened with his saliva in his hand, he headed a bit lower.
“Hauugh!”
Icanoth urgently gripped the sheets. His whitened fingertips soon curled inward with the sheets. His unkempt face distorted with overflowing pleasure, and his lips twisted in various directions. Andrea’s tongue was poking at the perineum. As if checking whether a hole had formed there.
“Uuungh… aah, hic, uunp, huu. ha…”
Icanoth’s face became almost tearful at the sensation of the tongue tip licking in a straight line. As Andrea said, his body was changing, and it felt like something else might unknowingly form there. There was even a strange feeling of something pulsating, created by his lips and born from the tip of his tongue. The thought that if anyone could do that, it would be Andrea, added fear upon fear.
“Ha… ahu, ngh, uu, haa… huuk, hic!”
Separate from that, throughout the caressing of the thin and delicate membrane, Icanoth pleased Andrea with heated cries of pleasure, stirring his desire.
“It’s soaking wet. Can you feel it?”
Andrea, noticing that the perineum was wet with fluid flowing from elsewhere besides saliva, removed his lips and smiled. Whispering one lewd sentence about how the water wouldn’t stop flowing here either, Icanoth’s eyes became rebellious, but only for a moment. The hand that had been rolling the testicles was placed at the hole. Before being touched, it was a pale pink, but now it was bright red and well-ripened, puckering. Despite being poked so thoroughly with fingers just earlier, it had already tightened again.
“…?!”
It resembled lips without a red tongue and white teeth. For a recessive omega, the water-filled hole was glistening. He touched it with the tip of his tongue. A stickier fluid than the saliva that had flowed out attached to it. Icanoth closed his lips and let out a delicate, sharp moan.
“Hu, hic, uuuu… ngh, huah, ha, uuunp!”
Andrea’s lips pressed against that place. Moving his tongue while clinging tightly as if not wanting to leave even the slightest gap. Unable to hold back, a plaintive moan escaped from between Icanoth’s lips. Blue eyes looked up at him, deeply savoring every reaction without missing anything.
He licked around the hole with the tip of his tongue, and when it trembled severely, he placed his tongue directly at the hole and thoroughly licked upward, behaving as if he was about to thrust his tongue inside. It’s natural for an alpha to find an omega’s fluids sweet.
“Ngh… huu, hoo, ungh, wup.”
The sensation of having his hole sucked entirely made him shiver. With his face buried between Icanoth’s legs, Andrea pressed his lips against him and inserted his tongue not only at the hole but inside as well. He audibly sucked up all the fluid flowing from there, seemingly intent on drawing out just as much new fluid.
Even just being sucked made Icanoth cry as if he couldn’t breathe, but Andrea wasn’t satisfied with that and grabbed his reddened cock, shaking it up and down. After touching the cock all over with his thumb and rolling the part where fluid came out, before long the entire shaft glistened. His lower body looked as if it had been dipped in water and then pulled out.
“Hu, aungh. Ah…! Ah, aaaa… hng—”
But whenever Icanoth seemed about to ejaculate, Andrea would remove his hand and only lick around the hole. Icanoth would ejaculate when his front was touched, and would feel orgasm and cry when his hole was just probed with fingers, but he couldn’t reach climax from just having the area around it licked.
“Hunk, ngh, umph… huu. Ha, aa… no…”
He only felt the stimulus of his body burning intensely. As the pleasure that repeatedly brought him close to the edge without allowing ejaculation continued, Icanoth’s eyelashes and eyelids became even more wet. And below became wetter too. A long transparent thread connected the tip of the tongue and his private parts. It was impossible to tell whose bodily fluid it was.
“Please… Andrea…!”
Though he disliked ejaculating by Andrea’s hand, the unrelieved pleasure was hellish, making Icanoth beg while crying aloud. His chest heaved as if hiccupping. Even seeing this, Andrea spoke only to the lower mouth instead of the upper one. Though wet to the point of splashing sounds, Icanoth couldn’t reach climax, and his body released pheromones to seduce the alpha nearby. Icanoth’s scent was extremely sweet.
“Huaa, ngh, geungh. Mph, haaa… ak!”
That’s why Andrea wanted to lick it carefully and for a long time. His tongue meticulously licked even between the folds. When it contracted, he persistently penetrated the gaps, and relentlessly pursued the inner walls trying to hide. A small tongue, not even 1/100th the size of a human body, drove a person mad.
“You already know well.”
“Uu, uungh, hu… hnh, ah…!”
“Have I ever finished for you when you didn’t speak properly?”
Andrea was right. He was someone who only gave what the other wanted after greedily taking what he wanted. Icanoth squeezed his eyes shut. Biting his lips as if to tear them, he uttered the lewd words that Andrea had forced him to say before. There was no time to hesitate. If he hesitated more—
“My… my, hole.”
“Yes. Tell me.”
“Please use Andrea-ssi’s fi…fingers. P-pound it roughly.”
What will become of me? Icanoth was afraid. Only after he had asked Andrea to milk his semen did Andrea rummage the hole with his fingers. He could feel his insides heating up to the point of discomfort. Fluid as hot as that clung stickily to Andrea’s fingertips. With just one middle finger entering and exiting, Icanoth opened his mouth wide and moaned.
“Ak hungh, hng, aaaaa…!”
The stimulations that had built up in his body without release came rushing in. Three fingers, then four entered. They gathered in a circle to scratch the shallow areas before suddenly thrusting in. Icanoth, who had been thoroughly toyed with by those fingers, gripped the sheets with his fingertips and then struck them. Then gripped them again. The current rising from below traveled up his spine to the nape of his neck and spread with a tingling sensation. The afterglow of orgasm was exceedingly intense.
“Hu… keu, uump…”
That time was both short and too long, and Icanoth didn’t even realize what had been sprayed on his face. He realized it belatedly. His waist had been lifted and his body bent, so the semen he had just released had poured directly onto his own face. What had clung to his nose bridge and cheeks was now dripping down.
“You look good covered in your own semen too.”
Gripping the cheek of Icanoth, who had frozen like ice from shame, Andrea licked his semen without the slightest aversion. Both what was dripping and what was clinging. After licking it all without leaving anything, he kissed him. His lips were closed but it didn’t matter. If they needed to be opened, he would simply make them open.
“No… n-no, ngh, mph… hu—”
Both the sound of kissing and the sensation of contact and separation were all like a branding iron. With unfocused eyes and trembling in fear, Icanoth still kept repeating only that he didn’t want this.
“You don’t like it, Icanoth?”
“…”
