Because of that, Alexander grew bolder and bolder in tormenting his chest. Chup. Chuup. Whether it was intentional or not, a sound came out every time he sucked at his chest. The wet noises tormented his eardrums. Trapped between the sofa and Alexander, Yeon Yiseo fluttered his legs slightly as sharp, burrowing pleasure crept in.
“Ah— ahh… hngh, mm, ngh… ah, ahk.”
Whenever Alexander thrust his hips upward, he ground down on Yeon Yiseo’s nipple; when he loosened his bite slightly, he soothed it with his tongue, stroking and licking. His control over strength and gentleness was exquisite. It didn’t take long for a pleasure-drenched brain to begin registering sharp pain as pleasure instead.
“Ah… too— ah, ngh, hhk… hh, ngh.”
Yeon Yiseo’s moans were tinged with something like a sob, but they were sounds heavy with arousal. He knew his pheromones were spilling out uncontrollably, but there was nothing he could do. The pleasure was beginning to crest. He bit down hard on his lower lip and squeezed Alexander’s hand—still laced with his—so tightly that his fingernails turned white.
His breath kept hitching and spilling out in gasps. Spreading his legs to make it easier for Alexander to move, Yeon Yiseo whined petulantly.
“…Hhh, ah. Lips— lips, on my lips, lips, p-please, ah, mm, ngh, mmm…”
Alexander somehow understood the pleading words. He pulled his mouth away from Yeon Yiseo’s chest and kissed him. Those warm, soft lips alone felt like comfort. The white blank spaces in his mind slowly grew larger. Even with his eyes closed, shimmering delirium burst behind his eyelids like scattered fireworks.
Yeon Yiseo realized he was trembling when he felt their touching lips shake. He didn’t know why. Was it because it felt too good?
The front of his clothes grew damp with spilled semen. The sensation of wet fabric clinging to him wasn’t particularly pleasant, but he wanted to keep this moment going just a little longer.
“Yeon Yiseo… you’re really sensitive.”
Alexander’s voice grew slightly rough. At first, that was all it registered as. It took some time for Yeon Yiseo to fully understand what he’d said. The embarrassment arrived late.
He felt heat rise to his face. His hot lips overlapped with Alexander’s equally hot lips. Their ragged breaths mingled and melted into one. He lightly bit down on Alexander’s soft tongue with his front teeth before releasing it, then licked him as if tasting cream.
Just kissing felt so good that he felt as though he were floating. He felt so good he might melt without even noticing. He had the absurd thought that he’d turned into slowly melting chocolate.
As Alexander continued moving his hips, the area that had grown hypersensitive after ejaculation was rubbed again, adding even more stimulation. The climax that had been settling down slowly began to rise once more. Like gentle ripples after a massive wave had passed, a mild orgasm came over Yeon Yiseo. He wasn’t entirely sure, but it was unmistakably pleasure.
The muscles around his waist tensed sharply, then released all at once. As Yeon Yiseo inhaled and exhaled, his chest rose and fell. He suddenly remembered that Alexander was still properly dressed in his jeans.
Yeon Yiseo’s hand moved toward Alexander’s jeans.
“You must be uncomfortable.”
As if he understood the meaning behind Yeon Yiseo’s roundabout words, Alexander nodded. Zzip. When the buckle was undone and the zipper lowered, Alexander’s cock was revealed. It was so thick and heavy that it made Yeon Yiseo wonder how he’d endured the discomfort at all.
Without realizing it, Yeon Yiseo swallowed hard. That something so big had once been inside his body was hard to believe, even seeing it with his own eyes.
“Um… I’ll—”
“No. You don’t have to. Just… could you lie there like this?”
“…? Yes.”
As Yeon Yiseo reached out to help him, Alexander gently laid him back down. At first, Yeon Yiseo didn’t understand why, but he soon realized Alexander’s intent. Looking down at Yeon Yiseo, Alexander gripped his cock and began to move his hand. Tap. Tadak. Tap. Each time his hand slid up and down his cock, a sound followed.
Before long, slick, wet sounds joined in, caused by pre-cum. Alexander was masturbating while looking at him. Yeon Yiseo couldn’t quite grasp how he was supposed to process this situation. They’d had sex together before, but watching him masturbate felt entirely different.
When they’d spent Yeon Yiseo’s heat cycle together, Alexander had said he’d take care of what hadn’t settled on his own. Had he looked like this back then too, masturbating with that same expression? Just imagining it made Yeon Yiseo’s heart pound rapidly. Like a child doing something forbidden, he tried desperately to erase the image—only to realize Alexander was watching him.
Alexander’s blue eyes obsessively traced Yeon Yiseo’s face. Unable to endure that sensation, Yeon Yiseo turned his head away and closed his eyes, but Alexander’s gaze stubbornly followed.
“This way. Look here.”
Alexander placed a hand on Yeon Yiseo’s cheek and turned his face back toward him. The force wasn’t strong—Yeon Yiseo could’ve shaken it off easily—but as if under a spell, he obeyed. Alexander’s thumb slipped between Yeon Yiseo’s lips.
“That’s it. Just like that… you’re doing well.”
As if it were candy, Yeon Yiseo rubbed his tongue against Alexander’s finger and sucked on it. When Alexander let out a low breath and praised him with a satisfied expression, Yeon Yiseo felt inexplicably proud.
Alexander’s eyes reddened slightly, and his breathing grew heavier. The hand stroking his cock sped up as well. He seemed close to climax.
“You can bite it like before.”
Like before. The moment he heard that, memories of the previous heat cycle—so hot he’d felt like melting—resurfaced. Alexander’s eyes, soaked in arousal, gleamed as Yeon Yiseo’s pheromones surged stronger for an instant.
The thumb inside his mouth pressed gently against Yeon Yiseo’s tongue, then stroked it as if caressing. Pheromones that seemed to stoke arousal flooded over Yeon Yiseo from Alexander all at once.
“…Ah— ahk… ha, haah, hngh…!”
Yeon Yiseo trembled, letting out a sound as if crushed by arousal. He gasped, expelling the breath he’d been holding. Unbelievably, simply having his tongue rubbed sent him straight into climax. Proof of it was the semen spilling from his cock, soiling his clothes and stomach. Staring blankly at his own body in disbelief, he heard Alexander let out a low moan.
“Ugh… haah, mmh…!”
Feeling something warm spread across his exposed abdomen, Yeon Yiseo looked down to see Alexander’s semen splattering over him. Even then, Alexander kept his pleasure-dazed eyes fixed on Yeon Yiseo. That persistence sent another chill crawling over his skin.
“…Haa…”
Alexander exhaled heated breaths as he slowly bent his upper body down. Smack. Smack. He kissed Yeon Yiseo’s limp cheeks and the corners of his eyes. Then, as if determined not to forget, he pressed his lips firmly to Yeon Yiseo’s forehead.
“I really enjoyed that.”
At the honesty of those words, Yeon Yiseo’s cheeks burned. His lips parted slightly before he finally lowered his head a little and spoke.
“Me too. It felt… really good.”
After sitting up, Yeon Yiseo accepted Alexander’s offered hand and stood from the sofa. The traces of climax were plainly visible on his clothes, which was deeply embarrassing.
“It looks like we both need to change.”
Listening to Alexander speak lightly as he lifted and dropped his shoulders, Yeon Yiseo felt as though they were children who’d committed a small misdeed together, sharing a quiet sense of complicity.
Yeon Yiseo blinked several times, his eyelids growing heavier and slower. His body had always gone slack after receiving pheromones, and on top of that, everything that had just happened made a powerful desire to sleep wash over him.
“Lie still. I’ll wipe you off lightly.”
At Alexander’s words, Yeon Yiseo forced his eyes open.
“No. I can do it myself.”
He said that and tried to get up. Even that small movement made his limbs feel as heavy as lead. Watching Yeon Yiseo sit back down on the sofa, Alexander smiled as if he’d given up trying to stop him. It seemed he knew all too well how difficult it was to bend Yeon Yiseo’s stubbornness—something Alexander had mentioned more than once. Yeon Yiseo himself didn’t think he was particularly stubborn, though.
“Then do as you like. You can use the bathroom of the room you used before. I’ll bring you a change of underwear.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Yeon Yiseo nodded at Alexander’s explanation, but as he tried to stand again, he immediately collapsed back onto the sofa. His legs wouldn’t support him properly. He’d felt sluggish before, but he hadn’t expected it to be this bad. Startled, Yeon Yiseo looked down at his legs.
Something was off. Until now, after finishing pheromone exchange, he’d felt overheated and weak right afterward, but with time, his condition always improved. It wasn’t even a heat cycle—yet it was hard to believe he could barely hold himself up like this. Either way, now wasn’t the time to insist he could manage on his own.
