Chapter 66
“…!!”
Hyeon-woo gritted his teeth and swallowed a moan. Unfazed by Hyeon-woo’s resistance, Tae-geon relentlessly targeted his prostate with persistent movements. A strange sensation began to spread to his lower abdomen, causing Hyeon-woo to squeeze his eyes shut. Tae-geon pressed down on the prostate again, this time with even stronger force than before.
“…Ah!”
Finally, a moan escaped Hyeon-woo’s lips. Once the cry broke free, it was beyond Hyeon-woo’s control to stop.
“Ugh… Ah… Hmph…! Ugh…!”
The tense inner walls gradually softened, becoming slick and yielding.
Tae-geon licked his lips, his eyes clouded. An omega, yet he was feeling pleasure from his prostate.
It was natural law that the prostate atrophied during the development of the third secondary sexual characteristic in omegas. It wasn’t that the organ disappeared, but rather the sensitivity in that area vanished. In its place, omegas experienced supreme pleasure through their newly acquired hole.
However, for some reason, even after his omega manifestation and the development of his hole, Hyeon-woo’s prostate remained a highly sensitive erogenous zone. His development wasn’t normal, it seemed, but he’d unexpectedly reaped a reward in an unforeseen place.
He hadn’t even paid attention to the area after the appearance of his hole, yet it was fulfilling its role admirably, which was somehow endearing.
“Ugh, Ah!”
Every time Tae-geon’s finger pressed against his prostate, Hyeon-woo’s dick, betraying his will, throbbed and rose, eventually threatening to touch his navel with its erection. Furthermore, as the aphrodisiac gel seeped into the sensitive mucous membrane, the inner walls throbbed and spasmed.
It was a completely different sensation from during his heat cycle. Then, his body and mind had been completely dominated by his sexual heat, but not now. The inner walls and dick, throbbing with heat and engorged with blood, and the throat emitting animalistic cries felt strangely alien, as if they weren’t his own. It was pleasure born of powerlessness, against his will. The more heat surged to his hole, the colder his mind became.
“Hmph…”
The number of fingers had increased to three, now probing the opening. Tae-geon lowered himself, his hot chest pressing against Hyeon-woo’s back. Tae-geon’s rough breath washed over Hyeon-woo’s ear.
“Do you like it that much?”
“…Aaah… Uh…!”
“Right now, what you’re feeling, here.”
Tae-geon’s finger jabbed the prostate.
“Aahh!”
A sharp cry tore from Hyeon-woo’s throat. His vision went white. His knees buckled, but Tae-geon quickly reached out to support Hyeon-woo’s waist.
“When betas with dicks fuck each other.”
“…”
“The one who’s getting fucked feels it here, in the back.”
“…”
“How much do you enjoy getting fucked to have a body like this, huh?”
Each time Tae-geon rotated his finger inside Hyeon-woo’s hole, the cufflinks on his shirt sleeves glinted in the light. As Hyeon-woo thrashed wildly, Tae-geon chuckled lowly and whispered in Hyeon-woo’s ear.
“You say no? No way. You’ve got a hole that even betas would go crazy for.”
Hyeon-woo wanted to cut off his ears, they burned with shame.
“Your hole here can’t stay still, it’s begging to be filled. Can you feel it?”
Tae-geon sneered, holding up his glistening finger, freshly withdrawn from the hole, before Hyeon-woo’s eyes.
“See? Soaked.”
Tae-geon’s other hand slipped under Hyeon-woo’s shirt, rapidly flicking his red nipples. Their immediate and firm response was adorable. Tae-geon buried his nose in Hyeon-woo’s nape, inhaling his scent. With his pheromones weakened by pregnancy, Hyeon-woo’s natural scent was even stronger.
Inhaling Hyeon-woo’s scent, Tae-geon felt like he’d gone back to high school. It was the same scent that had always clung to Hyeon-woo’s body before his omega manifestation.
The only comfort, that scent.
Although, back then, he never dreamed this smell would make his dick so hard, so often.
“It’s no fun if you mess around with other guys because of a body like this.”
“…”
“You’ve been around, so you know. You know who makes your body happiest.”
“…”
“This body is mine. So no one but me can satisfy you. Your top hole, your bottom hole, the only dick you’ll ever take is mine. Understand?”
“…”
“Answer.”
“…Yes.”
Tae-geon positioned himself behind Hyeon-woo in a doggy style position, spreading his buttocks before inserting his stiff, veined shaft into the hole. The loosened inner walls easily swallowed Tae-geon’s dick.
Tae-geon arched his back, ramming his hard glans directly into the prostate.
“Haak!”
A thrilling pleasure shot up his spine to the crown of his head. It was a shocking sensation. Hyeon-woo’s body trembled like someone electrocuted, about to collapse, but Tae-geon caught him, pulling him into his embrace. He held Hyeon-woo tightly from behind, thrusting his hips and accelerating the assault.
The sensation of the hot, large rod relentlessly impaling his insides filled Hyeon-woo with a terrifying feeling of being pierced all the way to his throat. The inner walls, tightly clinging to Tae-geon’s dick, spasmed, constantly writhing. Tae-geon pushed his shaft deep into the inner walls, pausing to savor the exquisite sensation.
The blatant, desperate sensation.
He knew it was merely a reflexive bodily response, unrelated to Hyeon-woo’s will, but feeling this part of Hyeon-woo, connected to him as one, indulging in him, filled Tae-geon with inexpressible ecstasy.
Tae-geon clasped his hands over Hyeon-woo’s hand, which was scraping the floor with its fingernails, and resumed his thrusting.
“Aung…!”
Silent tears streamed down Hyeon-woo’s face.
“Aat! …Huu… Hwa!”
“…Huu…”
*Shlurp! Shlurp!* The wet sounds of the bottom hole swallowing and expelling Tae-geon’s dick were loud. The aphrodisiac-coated inner walls of Hyeon-woo tightly gripped Tae-geon’s dick, enhancing the aphrodisiac effect.
Tae-geon pinned Hyeon-woo’s shoulders to the floor, suppressing his writhing body against the strange, repulsive sensation, and mercilessly ravaged his pubic area with his throbbing dick.
The monstrous shaft, half-withdrawn from the hole, bulged with tense muscles, glistening with Hyeon-woo’s precum, which was just beginning to well up from the inner walls.
Tae-geon plunged his weapon-like dick back into the tender, soft rectum of Hyeon-woo with a *THUD!*
“…Huuung…!”
Hyeon-woo’s breath hitched, his waist swaying gently. The precum flowing from the joined holes gathered at Hyeon-woo’s perineum, forming a long, silvery thread before dripping viscously to the floor.
His swaying movements were punctuated by occasional flinches, a desperate tug-of-war between reason and desire. Tae-geon paused his thrusting to observe this struggle.
As if urging Tae-geon to continue, Hyeon-woo began to thrust his hips more forcefully, rhythmically pumping Tae-geon’s dick in and out of his hole, swallowing and expelling it at will. After a while, the wanton movements ceased.
The tension in Hyeon-woo’s muscles, stretched to their limit, showed his desperate struggle against his instincts.
Reason still seemed to hold the upper hand.
“Such pride.”
Tae-geon chuckled mischievously, stroking Hyeon-woo’s exposed back and pressing a finger to the center of his neck, at the base of his spine.
He dragged his nail down from the protruding bone to the tailbone.
“Haak…!”
“…Khhuk!”
Their sharp cries rang out simultaneously. Hyeon-woo’s perineum contracted as if to devour Tae-geon’s dick. At the same time, Hyeon-woo’s hard prostate, swollen to the size of a walnut from repeated penetration, pressed directly against the most sensitive part of the base of Tae-geon’s shaft.
Tae-geon experienced a blinding flash of pleasure, like a lightning strike. Hyeon-woo’s upper body thrashed like a fish.
*Pshh- Pshh!*
Hyeon-woo squirted a jet of cum. Because he was lying face down, the fluid splattered across his collarbone and under his chin.
Tae-geon roughly wiped his sweat-soaked bangs, a look of surprise on his face. His chest heaved with ragged breaths.
“Shit…”
He’d almost come. His lower abs, which had contracted to their limit, still throbbed. Tae-geon slowly regained his breath, his eyes clouded, and resumed his thrusting.
“…Hhung… Ung…!”
Instinct, finally overcoming reason, had conquered Hyeon-woo. His hips rotated fervently in time with Tae-geon’s thrusts, a beautiful groove forming in a triangle shape on his buttocks. Tae-geon pressed his thumb into the groove on his sacrum, causing Hyeon-woo’s hole and perineum to contract strongly.
“Haa.”
A satisfied sigh escaped Tae-geon’s lips.
Every inch of his depraved body was an erogenous zone. His flesh, responding to every touch, was unbearably lovely.
A cruel light gleamed in Tae-geon’s clouded eyes.
