Lee Tae-rim had already climaxed, yet a strange pleasure began to rise again as Juho’s thrusts pressed deep against his prostate. He wanted to reach down and touch himself, but he couldn’t—just clinging to Seon Juho, whose hips were pounding into him with relentless intensity, was all he could manage.
“Hngh… Can I do whatever I want? Hmm?”
The breathy whisper against his ear sent a shiver down his spine. Even that sigh-like voice felt unbearably stimulating. Tae-rim nodded unconsciously. It wasn’t something he could say no to.
“I love you, hyung. I love you. I love you.”
“Ugh… Juho…!”
Tae-rim clawed at Juho’s forearm as the thrusts grew more feverish. His vision blurred. The sharp slaps of skin echoed louder, more violent. He couldn’t think—couldn’t breathe. All he could do was cling to Juho and endure.
“Ahh! Ah…!”
By the time Juho reached his climax, Tae-rim was soaked in sweat. There was a strange sensation spreading between his cheeks, and he gasped for air, barely managing to lift his eyes to look at Juho, whose pace had finally started to slow. Juho’s face looked blurry through the tears welling up in his eyes. Without a word, Juho reached out and gently wiped them away with his thumb.
“Hyung… What should I do? I can’t stop.”
“Juho… I’m so tired…”
“Hyung, it feels so good… doesn’t it? Right?”
“Just… just a minute… Can you at least… clean up the semen first…”
Tae-rim weakly pushed at Juho’s chest with trembling arms. The gesture had little strength behind it, but it was enough. Juho calmed slightly and moved his body away from Tae-rim. With some coaxing, Tae-rim managed to get him to pull out.
Just as he feared, the inside was slick with semen. When Juho withdrew, thick fluid spilled out from between Tae-rim’s cheeks.
“If you leave it in, it’ll hurt your stomach…”
As if just remembering, Juho slipped his fingers between Tae-rim’s cheeks and began scooping out the semen. The sensation made Tae-rim groan again. With the numbing agent wearing off, the area around his prostate had grown especially sensitive.
“How about becoming an omega, hyung? Then you wouldn’t need to take it out, right?”
“Uh… yeah…”
“Then I could keep cumming inside you even if your womb was full?”
“…Uh…?”
Juho, despite having already released enough to overflow, said something terrifying with a serious expression. He licked his lips regretfully as he scooped out more of his semen, and Tae-rim shivered—goosebumps rising along his forearm.
“…It’s a shame.”
Tae-rim didn’t think so at all. With Juho’s stamina and appetite, even an omega’s body might not survive. Honestly, he was glad—grateful—to be a beta. At least that gave him an excuse to stop. He gathered what strength he had left and spoke in a trembling voice.
“I’m a beta, Juho.”
“Yeah. I know.”
“I’m really exhausted.”
“Yeah.”
“My back feels like it’s going to snap.”
“Tsk… Then let’s rest a bit… and go again?”
“…”
Just as he feared. This guy was already thinking about putting it back in the moment he finished scooping out the last of his load. Tae-rim swallowed hard. His skin might survive, but some other part of him was definitely going to swell. He glanced over at the clock.
It was 2 a.m.
Saturday had just begun.
***
Lee Tae-rim opened his eyes faintly.
“Ugh,” a groan slipped out. His back felt like it was going to snap in two.
“You’re awake?”
The voice came from the one who was, as usual, clinging to his back and inhaling his pheromones. But Tae-rim suddenly felt something strange below and reached down to check.
“Seon Juho!”
Tae-rim tried to push off Seon Juho, whose cock was still inside him. But of course, Juho didn’t budge an inch.
“Yeah, hyung.”
“Get out!”
“……”
Tae-rim could barely remember how long he’d been tormented. No matter how many times he told him to stop, the guy wouldn’t pull out or even stop moving. He had no idea how many times he’d passed out and come to again from the sheer exhaustion. At some point, soaked in fatigue and sleep, Tae-rim had thought, If I just faint, maybe this will end. But he’d been sorely mistaken. Juho didn’t stop.
He’d drift into unconsciousness, and when the strange sensation woke him again, he’d still be panting, out of breath. And Juho, perched on top of him, was still at it. That’s right. Even when Tae-rim was asleep, Seon Juho hadn’t stopped. Tae-rim had to keep blacking out and coming back over and over again.
“Can’t I just keep it in?”
“No.”
At Tae-rim’s firm response, Juho stayed quiet for a long time before finally pulling his cock out. Then he crawled under the covers. Tae-rim, feeling uneasy about what Juho might try next, threw back the blanket. Juho boldly spread Tae-rim’s legs and pressed his face between them.
“Just the smell…”
“……”
Tae-rim didn’t even bother replying. He couldn’t very well let that rock-hard thing just stay like that, after all… Juho buried his face completely against Tae-rim’s cock and began to masturbate while taking in his scent. What the hell am I supposed to do with this guy’s sex drive? Tae-rim felt like his vision was going dark.
Actually, it was going dark. Tae-rim checked the clock on the nightstand. It was 8:30.
No way…
“It’s evening now?”
“Yeah.”
Tae-rim decided not to ask how many hours they’d been having sex. No, he didn’t want to know. Knowing would only make him angrier.
Juho kept sniffing and touching himself for a long while, then used telekinesis to pull a tissue from the box.
“Ugh… ah… hyuuung, this feels so good…”
Juho wrapped the tissue around his tip and came. True to his Alpha nature, his load was massive—enough to soak several layers of tissue. Tae-rim felt his face flush from the pungent, masculine scent.
“Aren’t you hungry? Wanna eat?”
Looking at that grotesque thing, finally a little smaller, Tae-rim scowled. Before he could even answer, Juho got up and started putting on his pants.
“I already applied some ointment down there, so don’t worry. I bought some ahead of time—it’s good for swelling.”
Juho gave him a quick peck on the lips with a smug ‘Aren’t I a good boy?’ look on his face and left the bedroom. Tae-rim was left speechless.
“Ugh… my back…”
There wasn’t a single part of his body that didn’t ache. Especially his back—it felt like it had been split in two.
The only silver lining was that Juho had apparently washed him off, so at least he didn’t feel grimy. Tae-rim noticed a damp feeling between his buttocks but didn’t bother wiping it, assuming it was the ointment Juho mentioned.
Wait… did he put it on and then go back in again?
Tae-rim’s head throbbed at the thought.
He fumbled around for the remote on the nightstand and turned on the lights—then let out a hollow laugh at Juho’s meticulousness. There were muscle pain relievers and a bottle of water already set out on the nightstand.
After taking the meds, Tae-rim lay back down. But lying flat made his back ache, so he had to roll onto his side.
This is it. No more leniency.
He’d cut the guy some slack today because it was his first time and it was clear Juho had lost control. But next time? There’d be no mercy.
A while later, Juho peeked into the bedroom, sticking only his face through the door. Normally, that sight would’ve looked adorable. Not today. Tae-rim felt a deep, simmering irritation.
“Hyuuuung~ Let’s eat~”
Juho used his ability to levitate Tae-rim and dress him mid-air. Said it’d be easier on his sore body. Tae-rim almost cried at the misplaced kindness.
Why the hell am I in this situation?!
Once he was fully dressed, Juho carried him to the kitchen and set him down on a seat where he’d already laid out a soft cushion. Even sitting down made Tae-rim groan, “Ugh,” in pain. Juho glanced at him warily.
“Okay, okay… I’m sorry…”
Juho ended up apologizing first. Tae-rim narrowed his eyes and glared.
“Next time, take it easy. I’m not letting this slide again.”
“……I’m not an Esper, Juho. I don’t have the stamina to take you on completely—you know that.”
“Yeah…”
Juho’s lips jutted out in a sulky pout, clearly not happy even though he understood. Still pouting, he sat across from Tae-rim at the table.
“……”
Tae-rim looked over the spread and found himself speechless. In front of him were samgyetang and all sorts of energy-boosting dishes. He glanced across the table—Juho’s meal was just plain food.
Thank god the guy has some conscience.
“I already deboned the samgyetang. You just have to eat it, hyung.”
No wonder. It smelled like samgyetang, but there was no chicken in sight. When Tae-rim stirred the bowl with his spoon, he saw glutinous rice porridge and chicken meat rise to the surface. He took a spoonful of broth, packed with medicinal herbs. He thought he’d be too drained to feel hungry, but the moment the food touched his tongue, his stomach let out a loud growl. Tae-rim blew on the hot porridge and took a bite.
The side dishes were marinated abalone and grilled eel. Whenever Tae-rim’s spoon paused for even a second, Juho would place a perfectly grilled piece of eel into his mouth, mumbling about how he was going to feed him health food every day from now on.
“Hyung, wanna have some ginseng liquor too?”
“……”
Tae-rim didn’t even answer, but Juho was already tapping away on his smartphone. Seemed like he was texting his liquor supplier. For the record, the drink that arrived a few days later wasn’t ginseng liquor—it was wild mountain ginseng liquor. Along with a whole variety of other medicinal alcohols that ended up flooding their house.
Noo… Don’t turn Juho into redflag
How can he has feremons when he is beta bruh