Their trembling pupils met, and Tae-yi hastily rushed down the stairs into the basement. With a creaking sound that sent shivers down his spine, the basement door began to close. Haram, who had been sitting dazed, instinctively shot to his feet and grabbed the doorknob. Staring at Tae-yi through the crack in the door, he held his breath against the thick scent of pheromones.
“Go.”
With those suppressed words, the door slammed shut with a thud. Confused by Tae-yi’s resolute rejection, Haram paced in front of the firmly closed door, shifting uncomfortably from the growing ache between his legs before bolting up the stairs.
“Haaah…”
He rushed straight to the garden, taking deep, ragged breaths. The cold night air filling his lungs felt vivid, almost cleansing. Even though he hadn’t gone far from Tae-yi, his mind felt clearer than before.
His memories of his last heat cycle were hazy, but he distinctly remembered how hard it had been to stay coherent. He’d heard an Alpha’s rut wasn’t much different.
Understanding Tae-yi’s struggle to push him away only made him more confused.
What do I even want right now?
He didn’t want to act mindlessly, drunk on Tae-yi’s pheromones and driven only by instinct. He hated being jerked around like this, hated looking weak in front of others. He wanted to make his own choices—and take responsibility for them.
Haram didn’t stand in the garden for long. After a deep exhale, he dashed back inside, bypassing the stairs to the second floor and sliding down the ones leading to the basement.
Thud.
Haram threw open the door and stepped inside. Tae-yi was slumped against the wall, his shirt unbuttoned, his chest heaving. Haram stared at him silently, his own body burning with heat.
“Huu…”
Tae-yi’s vision blurred with dizziness, but he could still see Haram’s expression clearly. He gritted his teeth and let out a slow sigh. Min-ho still hadn’t returned with the suppressants, and now Haram—angry from the unsolicited kiss—was approaching him. That merciless squirrel. Couldn’t he just cut him some slack, just for tonight?
Tae-yi, barely holding back his pheromones with every ounce of strength, knelt in front of Haram and met his determined gaze.
“I’m sorry.”
It was an apology for kissing him without permission again.
Caught off guard by the unexpected apology, Haram bit his lower lip hard, his already pale face turning even whiter. Despite the concern in his touch, Tae-yi’s body was in chaos. Even the simple act of Haram cupping his cheek sent his erection straining against his pants, threatening to burst free. Tae-yi forced his heavy head to turn away from Haram’s hand and spoke.
“It’s fine. Just go.”
He was at his limit. He wanted to grab that small, comforting hand and pin it—and Haram—to the cold cement floor.
Haram clenched the hem of his white T-shirt with both hands and declared boldly,
“I—I’m going to kiss you!”
Before he could second-guess himself, he pressed his lips to Tae-yi’s. The soft contact made Tae-yi freeze—but only for a moment. Then, he seized Haram by the nape of his neck and plunged his tongue inside. Haram’s eyes welled up as Tae-yi’s tongue invaded his mouth, wrapping around his own.
“Mmm…”
Tae-yi supported Haram’s slender neck with one hand and laid him down. The chill of the cement seeped through Haram’s thin shirt, making him shiver as tears spilled from the corners of his eyes. There was no time to catch his breath. Tae-yi straddled him, grinding his thick, hardened cock against Haram’s own, forcing another sharp inhale from him.
“Why did you kiss me?”
Tae-yi panted, his voice low enough to echo in the cramped basement. Haram covered his glistening, saliva-slick lips with the back of his hand, avoiding Tae-yi’s insistent gaze. Why did he kiss him? The question made him reflect on his own actions.
Even from Haram’s perspective—as an Omega caught in the throes of an Alpha’s pheromones—it hadn’t been pure instinct. It had been his own will, and he didn’t regret it. If there was no regret, that was all that mattered.
After a pause, Haram finally answered, his voice barely above a whisper.
“…Because I wanted to.”
His face burned with embarrassment. He wanted to shift and flee, but he forced himself to speak clearly. Tae-yi, who he’d expected to tease or mock him, stayed silent. He just stared.
Haram couldn’t bear the intensity of that gaze—his darting eyes, flushed cheeks, the delicate tip of his nose, the tiny bead of sweat on his button nose. Not a single detail escaped Tae-yi’s scrutiny. Haram swallowed hard, and as he turned his head, he suddenly felt exposed below.
His eyes widened as he looked down, realizing his pants and underwear were in Tae-yi’s hands. He squeezed his thighs together, but the cold basement air only made his cock throb more.
“G-Give me my pants! Ah!”
Tae-yi ignored his demand, instead kneading Haram’s soft ass like dough, then pulling at it as if tearing off chunks. Haram gasped as a fresh wave of pheromones hit him, his hole twitching involuntarily.
Only when Haram’s ass stung from the rough handling did Tae-yi’s large hands finally let go.
“Haa…”
Tae-yi stripped Haram completely before scooping him up and carrying him out of the basement.
“W-Why just me?”
It was a small protest—why was he the only one half-naked?—but Tae-yi paid no attention. He gripped Haram’s ass so tightly it felt like it might split, striding through the living room. Haram tried to cover himself with his tail, but when that failed, he grumbled into Tae-yi’s neck.
The moment his back hit the soft bedding, Haram clutched the sheets, his breath coming in ragged bursts. His hole kept twitching on its own.
Tae-yi, now down to just his underwear, peeled off Haram’s T-shirt before pressing a quick kiss to his slender neck. The ticklish sensation made Haram’s shoulders jerk, and Tae-yi began gently stroking his sides.
A rich, nutty scent—unmistakably Haram’s—filled the air. Tae-yi inhaled deeply, his gaze fixed on the Omega beneath him. It was a unique pheromone, one that shouldn’t have been arousing at all. And yet, every whiff sent him spiraling, unable to think straight.
“Da Haram.”
“Hm?”
Haram answered, but Tae-yi didn’t reply. He only traced his hands over Haram’s body. Realizing Tae-yi hadn’t called him to talk, Haram let his own hands roam freely over Tae-yi’s skin.
“Ah!”
Tae-yi pinched Haram’s nipple, making him arch his back. Spreading Haram’s long legs wide, he positioned himself between them, his cock already out. Haram covered his aching, erect nipples with both hands and looked up at him.
“I-It’s supposed to be fingers first… You always start with fingers…”
He’d endured the embarrassment of stating the obvious, even in the haze of rut, but Tae-yi just kept pressing his thick, hot tip against Haram’s twitching entrance. The pressure made Haram squirm, his legs kicking desperately. But Tae-yi’s glazed eyes didn’t even glance his way.
Gripping his cock, Tae-yi pushed inside. The sharp stretch made Haram’s eyes clamp shut as he writhed.
“Aah!”
“Take it in.”
He didn’t need to be told—the room was already thick with pheromones, overwhelming his senses. Even as Haram thrashed in pain, Tae-yi, lost to instinct, began thrusting immediately. He was wet enough; the problem was the entrance, clenching so tightly it felt like it might sever him. Tae-yi gritted his teeth, his breath ragged.
“Ah, ah, ah!”
Haram could only cling on as Tae-yi pounded into him. He couldn’t even voice the pain. His body burned, his mind was foggy, and his legs—spread wide—could neither close nor push Tae-yi away.
Slap. Slap.
There was no trace of Tae-yi’s usual gentleness or leisure. From the first thrust, he was ruthless, his cock forcing its way through the resistant walls again and again.
Holding Haram’s hips firmly, Tae-yi leaned down and shoved his tongue into Haram’s gasping mouth.
“Nngh!”
The deeper angle made his cock grind against the sensitive inner flesh, and Haram’s legs trembled violently. But Tae-yi’s bulk kept them pried open. As Tae-yi lapped at the soft membranes inside his mouth, Haram clung to his shoulders, panting.
“A-Ah! Nngh!”
The idea that heat and rut were the same was a lie. At a glance, they might seem similar—two bodies clinging to each other—but an Alpha’s desperation was nothing like an Omega’s. The way Tae-yi clung to him, driving into him without mercy, was beyond comparison.
Tae-yi watched Haram whimper in pain as he slowly rocked his hips, then reached down to grip Haram’s stiff cock.
“Ahh, nngh—!”
He smeared the clear fluid leaking from the tip over the entire shaft, and the slick walls of Haram’s hole clenched even tighter around his buried cock.
Squelch. Squelch. The wet sounds filled the spacious room.
“Hah!”
The moment Haram arched his back and spilled, the rich pheromone scent intensified. Tae-yi, drunk on the Omega’s—Da Haram’s—scent, threw his head back and thrust harder.
Heat pooled like a knot inside him, spreading through his body. He was in rut, but even with suppressants, he was this far gone. The thought vanished as quickly as it came.
Thud. Thud.
“Ah, haah!”
Tae-yi buried himself deep, savoring the slick walls before pulling out. His abdomen was smeared with fresh cum, and below him, Haram lay with his eyes squeezed shut, nothing but desperate moans escaping his lips. His soft, pink tongue peeked out between them. It was an obscenely stimulating sight.
