“What? What do you—mmph.”
Yeon Yiseo couldn’t finish his sentence. Alexander’s tongue slipped into his mouth, tracing his aligned teeth before swirling over his own tongue. He tried to match him, to respond actively, but it was overwhelming. Their tongues rubbed together, Alexander teasing the roof of his mouth with featherlight strokes. The sensation of that slick, probing tongue moving around sent a shiver down Yeon Yiseo’s shoulders.
“Your mouth is so hot.”
Alexander spoke in a breathless voice, his eyes burning as he looked at Yeon Yiseo. Slowly, he laid him down on the bed. Only then did Yeon Yiseo realize they had somehow made it into the bedroom—he’d been so lost in the kiss, he hadn’t noticed a thing.
Climbing over him, Alexander shrugged off his suit jacket and leaned down.
“…Mm, haah.”
Their lips met and parted again with a wet sound. It was embarrassing—mortifying, even—but the feeling itself made his body tingle. As Alexander unbuttoned Yeon Yiseo’s shirt and ran his hands over bare skin, a moan slipped from the back of Yeon Yiseo’s throat. His body jerked upward involuntarily.
“Does it tickle?”
Alexander whispered near his ear, his voice low and resonant, sending chills down Yeon Yiseo’s spine. He hunched his shoulders and gave a small nod.
“Yes… But I don’t, I mean… It’s fine.”
He spoke honestly, though his gaze avoided Alexander’s.
“Lift your hips.”
Alexander pulled down Yeon Yiseo’s pants. The sound of the fabric brushing against skin felt unbearably embarrassing. Would it have been easier if he were out of his mind? He closed his eyes as Alexander’s hand cupped him over his underwear. He could feel the wetness soaking through, his own slick seeping out and staining the fabric—every sensation was uncomfortably clear. Eventually, Yeon Yiseo couldn’t bear it and covered his eyes with the back of his hand.
“What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable?”
“It’s not that… It’s just, this is my first time.”
“First time?”
Alexander sounded surprised. Realizing he hadn’t explained enough, Yeon Yiseo hurried to clarify.
“I mean, both times before were… circumstantial.”
The first time they had sex, Alexander had been in rut. The second, Yeon Yiseo had been in heat. Even during their intense foreplay before, he’d been under the influence of Alexander’s pheromones and barely conscious. This was the first time they were both completely sober.
“…Why are you looking at me like that?”
Alexander stared silently, his expression unreadable—like he’d just heard something he hadn’t even considered.
“Ah. Did you date women before?”
He asked, as if the idea made sense now. It took Yeon Yiseo a second to understand the question.
“No, it’s not that… I didn’t.”
“Then it was men. So the first time you were penetrated was that day?”
“…”
Yeon Yiseo said nothing, just looked at him. He could see Alexander going through different theories in his mind, probably trying to reconcile the idea of Yeon Yiseo being a Beta. But unfortunately, none of those applied—Alexander had been his first in every sense.
“It was my first time.”
“I thought so. But with me—no, I mean before me, your past partners…”
Alexander misunderstood and kept guessing, but then something clicked. His expression shifted slightly.
“…You didn’t have any?”
Yeon Yiseo answered bluntly. Saying aloud that he’d made it to this age without any sexual experience felt a bit awkward, but lying would’ve felt worse. Alexander’s brows furrowed slightly at the honest confession.
“You mean you’d never done anything before me? That was your first time having sex?”
“I’d rather not talk about this anymore.”
It wasn’t exactly a topic he was fond of. As he looked away, Alexander suddenly pulled him into an embrace, making Yeon Yiseo’s eyes widen.
“CEO?”
“I’m sorry. That never even crossed my mind. It’s just… you’re so incredible, I couldn’t imagine you hadn’t had anyone before. I must’ve terrified you from the very beginning. Especially during rut… I probably wasn’t gentle at all.”
His voice was filled with genuine regret. Yeon Yiseo hadn’t brought it up expecting a reaction like this.
Alexander held him close, peppering kisses across his forehead, his eyes, his cheeks—apologizing over and over. Yeon Yiseo blushed as a kiss landed on his cheek.
“…It’s okay. It only hurt a bit at the beginning. I ended up enjoying it later on.”
“But it did hurt at first. I’m really sorry.”
The kisses continued, leaving a soft, tingling warmth in their wake. Yeon Yiseo had never felt this fuzzy inside before. It was a little embarrassing, but also comforting. He didn’t want it to end. The soft press and pull of Alexander’s lips made it hard to hide the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“How about I make it up to you tonight—until you feel completely good?”
“What?”
Yeon Yiseo blinked, startled by the way Alexander’s comment both did and didn’t connect to the conversation.
“And let’s also practice not calling me CEO anymore, shall we?”
Yeon Yiseo clamped his mouth shut. He hadn’t realized he’d slipped and called him “CEO” just now, but apparently Alexander had not only noticed but cared enough to correct him. The realization left him flustered.
***
As if to keep his promise, Alexander thoroughly explored every inch of Yeon Yiseo with his lips. The relentless affection made it impossible for Yeon Yiseo to think straight.
Though his lower half was already soaked with slick, Alexander showed no signs of rushing to enter him.
The low-level pheromones Alexander was releasing did help take the edge off his nerves—but only just. If he really wanted to, Alexander could’ve turned him into a puddle of need in minutes, but he didn’t. Yeon Yiseo had told him he wanted to feel everything properly. So Alexander kept his pheromones to a subtle, manageable level.
“You can stop now… I’m okay,” Yeon Yiseo said, breathless.
But Alexander shook his head.
“I told you—I want to make you feel good.”
“You already… mmh—”
Alexander took one of Yeon Yiseo’s nipples into his mouth. It had already hardened and swollen from being licked and sucked multiple times. Now slick with saliva, the sensitive skin glistened.
Unlike Yeon Yiseo, whose body was already hot with urgency, Alexander remained calm and patient.
His tongue circled the nipple slowly, pressing down, then lightly grazing it with his teeth. Trembling under the touch, Yeon Yiseo reached up and clung to him.
“CEO—no, Alexander. Please. Enough… Just hurry—”
“You’re still doing it.”
“Sorry—mmh, ngh…”
One of Alexander’s fingers slipped inside him, moving slowly, stretching him with a gentle, back-and-forth motion. Yeon Yiseo was already soft and wet enough to accept him easily, but Alexander didn’t seem satisfied.
“Not yet. If I go in now, it’ll still hurt.”
“…Ngh, a-ah…”
Yeon Yiseo shook his head, intending to say he’d be fine, but it didn’t seem to get through.
“See what I mean?”
“This… this is harder. Just—please, hurry…”
“I said no.”
Alexander’s firm tone made Yeon Yiseo bite down on his lower lip. Normally, he would’ve just let it go—but for some reason, this time, he felt oddly hurt.
“It just feels like… I’m the only one really feeling this way.”
“You think you’re the only one?”
Alexander let out a short laugh, then took Yeon Yiseo’s hand and brought it down between them.
Yeon Yiseo gasped as his hand wrapped around Alexander’s thick, hardened cock. It felt even bigger than before—maybe it was just his imagination, but…
“See? If I don’t prep you right, it’ll hurt.”
Alexander kissed his temple. He might’ve seemed composed, but his pulsing forehead vein said otherwise.
Inside, Yeon Yiseo’s inner walls clenched tightly around Alexander’s finger. His legs trembled as he struggled to stay still, biting his lip harder.
Every time the finger moved, stretching him just a little more, gasps slipped between his teeth.
As Alexander worked him open, he licked a path down Yeon Yiseo’s chest to his belly button, his tongue hot and slick. The intensity of it all made Yeon Yiseo shiver down to his bones.
What made it even more unbearable was how visible his arousal was—every response his body gave was on full display. He almost wished it did hurt, just so he wouldn’t have to feel so much.
By the time Alexander had worked in a third finger, Yeon Yiseo couldn’t hold it together anymore.
“Please, just put it in. I can’t—I can’t wait any longer.”
His cock was glistening with precum, and his hole was so wet it squelched obscenely every time Alexander moved his fingers.
The drawn-out pleasure without release had pushed Yeon Yiseo to the edge, to the point of tears.
Finally—finally—Alexander withdrew his fingers.
