Trying to shove Alexander away and run while he was not only in a rut but also an extreme-dominant Alpha—it was hard to say whether that would even be possible no matter how much strength he used. And on top of that, leaving someone who was suffering this badly behind… did he really have to do that?
Alexander needed a partner to relieve his rut. And Yeon Yiseo, in the process, could have his first sexual experience with someone who was both safe and completely out of reach under normal circumstances.
Wasn’t that a good thing for both of them?
The more he thought about it, the more Yiseo realized that he was actively looking for reasons not to push Alexander away.
If someone said he was just compromising, that would be fine. Because that was exactly what it was.
To be more honest, in that moment, Yiseo was intoxicated by the comfort of Alexander’s embrace and simply couldn’t think straight. Looking back later, that was the truth.
In any case, what mattered was that Yiseo had made his decision. And once he did, he began responding to Alexander more actively. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Alexander’s neck.
He’d never imagined his first experience would happen like this, but… it wasn’t bad.
Alexander’s body heat, pressed tightly against him without a single gap, was scorching—and it felt incredibly good.
“The floor—on the floor, no, ah, hnngh… not the floor.”
Facing an Alexander who clearly didn’t want to part from his lips, Yiseo barely managed to speak. He hadn’t actually expected Alexander to understand. If he’d had that much presence of mind, he wouldn’t have grabbed Yiseo and kissed him in the first place.
But whether it was luck or something else, Alexander did pull away for a moment.
Seizing the chance, Yiseo quickly climbed onto the bed. And Alexander followed right after him, climbing up and straddling him.
The way Alexander followed him immediately, as if Yiseo was the only thing in his world, struck him as oddly cute.
Even though they’d done nothing but kiss, Yiseo was already short of breath. Alexander, too, was breathing roughly.
The eyes that were usually sharp and gleaming were now clouded with raw desire. It was a little frightening to see. Trying to distract himself, Yiseo spoke haltingly.
“I—I’ll take my clothes off, so just a moment—ah…!”
As Yiseo tried to undo his shirt buttons, he cried out. Alexander grabbed his clothes and yanked them apart forcefully from side to side, sending the buttons flying.
Yiseo stared blankly at the buttons scattering through the air.
“Mmm… hngh, mm…”
Alexander lowered his upper body and began kissing him again. His thick tongue slid into Yiseo’s mouth, sweeping along the inside of his cheeks and the roof of his mouth.
The sensation, which had felt foreign at first, had somehow become familiar. More than familiar—it started to feel good.
Yiseo realized for the first time just how sensitive the inside of his mouth was. Every brush and stroke of Alexander’s tongue sent sharp sensations through him. Especially when Alexander gently licked the hard part of his palate, Yiseo’s legs twitched on their own.
Alexander’s hand moved along Yiseo’s chest before pinching his nipple. Only then did Yiseo realize that his nipples had hardened as if a nail had been driven into them.
When Alexander twisted them lightly between his thumb and forefinger and then flicked them, Yiseo let out a moan without meaning to—but the sound vanished straight into Alexander’s mouth.
Everywhere Alexander’s large hands touched felt like seeds of heat were being sown. His breathing grew faster. Yiseo, who had been gripping Alexander’s shoulders, soon wrapped his arms around his neck instead.
It seemed like it might be uncomfortable, but Alexander didn’t complain. Then again, he wasn’t exactly in a state where he could.
Alexander’s hand moved to Yiseo’s center. At some point, Yiseo realized his pants were gone and he was wearing only his underwear.
The large hand wrapped around his cock, and at the direct stimulation, Yiseo let out a breath filled with expectation. Already hard, it took only a few movements of Alexander’s hand for the front of his underwear to become damp.
Yiseo wasn’t someone who masturbated often. There was no special reason. He wasn’t averse to sexual desire—he just didn’t really have the time.
From the age when he’d started to understand things, Yiseo had worked relentlessly to earn money, often collapsing into sleep from sheer exhaustion. When his body was that tired, sexual urges rarely surfaced.
Besides, he could release through wet dreams, and it wasn’t like his body would fall apart if he didn’t masturbate. He’d figured that was good enough.
He wasn’t asexual, either. There had been people he’d felt affection for before. He just hadn’t had the luxury to let it turn into romance.
Someone who made him feel good just by looking at them. Someone he wanted to do just one more thing for. His feelings never went beyond that.
For someone like Yiseo, this situation was practically another world.
He didn’t often bring himself to orgasm even on his own—and now someone else was holding him, stroking him.
The mere fact that another person’s hand was wrapping around him and moving like this was an overwhelming event for Yiseo.
He couldn’t deny that all of these sensations were incredibly stimulating.
Maybe that was why his climax came so quickly.
“Ah—ah, ahh… hngh. Ngh…!”
He couldn’t even keep his eyes open. It felt like white light was pouring through his entire body. His vision blurred pale as every muscle trembled.
Before he could even catch his breath, Alexander fully pulled off the underwear tangled around Yiseo’s legs. His legs moved limply, following Alexander’s will.
Alexander’s large body settled between Yiseo’s legs.
At the zzzip sound, Yiseo opened his eyes. Alexander unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. The dark, reddish shaft sprang free from his underwear.
And Yiseo couldn’t be sure that what he was looking at was actually a human cock.
“It was huge, so it was tough at first, but now I’d feel unsatisfied without him.”
Words he’d heard before flashed through his mind.
What was in front of him couldn’t be described with just “huge.” Could something like that really be attached to a human body? Was it a third leg? Or had something gone wrong at the cellular level from the start?
Alexander’s hand touched Yiseo’s entry.
Yiseo knew, in theory, that men usually used that part with each other—but knowing something intellectually and experiencing it were completely different.
Alexander spread Yiseo’s semen over the opening with his fingers. Yiseo instinctively understood that this was something done before penetration.
“Hngh—wait. Th-that, no, you can’t, can’t put it in—ahh!”
Alexander grabbed Yiseo’s thighs as he tried to flee, spreading them wide and lifting them slightly.
That exposed his ass, and Yiseo could only squirm in embarrassment and panic, unable to do anything else.
Something hard and hot pressed against the hole. Even without looking, he knew it was Alexander’s cock.
Even though he himself had the same anatomy, it felt so hard he could hardly believe it was human flesh.
Soon, the massive length began forcing its way into the narrow passage, stretching it open.
A groan escaped Yiseo’s mouth.
“Ugh… ngh, it hurts—ah, ahh…!”
The sheer volume slowly pushing inside made Yiseo recoil in horror. He squeezed his eyes shut, but the pain was intense. He couldn’t breathe properly.
His vision went hazy, and when he realized it was because of tears, he was stunned.
He’d never cried like this before. Ever.
Warm streams traced down from his temples. He couldn’t say he’d never teared up in his life—but he’d never cried like this.
“Kh… relax a bit…”
He heard Alexander mutter, but even hearing that, Yiseo couldn’t do anything. If anything, it just made him angry.
The tightly clenched hole was locked around Alexander’s massive cock, frozen solid.
That blond man had said Alexander was good—but what did “good” even mean by those standards? Was it possible that the blond man just had awful taste?
The question didn’t last long. It hurt too much to keep thinking.
At least Alexander didn’t forcibly thrust in any further.
Yiseo resented him, but he couldn’t say anything. If he opened his mouth, his voice would probably break into sobs.
Once the tears started, they wouldn’t stop. Yiseo was too busy trying to suppress them, only managing weak sniffles.
“Don’t cry.”
Alexander’s voice, hoarse from ragged breathing, reached his ears.
After soothing him with those words, Alexander kissed him again. Yiseo’s heart softened.
Strangely enough, the more he was comforted, the harder he cried. Like a dam breaking, it only grew worse.
He thought he needed to stop. That he had to make it stop.
But he couldn’t control the trembling in his body—or the sobs spilling out of him.
