Chapter 94
Despite saying that, Ju-on didn’t actually intend to go all the way with the unconscious Hyeon-woo. It was a one-sided act that didn’t reflect Hyeon-woo’s will at all. Ju-on, who didn’t want to take Hyeon-woo in this manner, was rather relieved by the current situation where he ended up with Tae-geon.
Hoping that being with an extremely dominant alpha’s pheromones might end Hyeon-woo’s heat cycle midway, Ju-on reached out and caressed Hyeon-woo’s pale nape. His fingers traced the straight collarbone before his gaze lowered to the red protrusions below.
The reddened nipples looked sweet enough to bite and swallow whole. When Ju-on quickly flicked both cute, protruding buds with his fingers, Hyeon-woo twisted his waist and let out a moan.
“Ah…”
Seeing the dense pheromones emanating from every part he touched, Ju-on suppressed his own pheromones that felt about to burst, spread Hyeon-woo’s thighs, and positioned himself between them.
What an omega in heat cycle needed was an alpha’s pheromones and body. They would accept the alpha through mucosal contact, with inferior alphas requiring deeper contact. Since his traits were those of a recessive alpha, deeper mucosal contact was inevitable to end Hyeon-woo’s heat cycle, but with Tae-geon’s pheromones nearby, the situation was different.
…Hopefully, it won’t come to an extreme situation.
Ju-on glanced at Tae-geon, who was releasing pheromones while gripping the bed headboard. Ju-on’s heart ached as if salt was being rubbed into a wound.
Tae-geon had always despised omegas. Because of this very state of omegas. Yet not only had he turned his most cherished childhood friend into an omega, but now he had to watch with his own eyes as Hyeon-woo, fallen to carnal desire with only omega instincts remaining, rolled around with another alpha.
Even trying to be cynical, thinking it was punishment for Tae-geon’s misdeeds against Hyeon-woo, the expression Tae-geon had shown when Ju-on shouted that he loved Hyeon-woo kept flashing before his eyes, unsettling Ju-on’s emotions.
As Ju-on’s fingers approached the entrance, Hyeon-woo lifted his hips with a nasal sound. The reddened, wet entrance, like a fermented fruit, joyfully secreted thick fluid at the alpha’s touch.
…Fuck. Really…
Ju-on swallowed a curse and shook his head vigorously.
The goal is to end the heat cycle. Don’t think of anything else…!
Deliberately ignoring his swollen dick starting to get wet in his pants, asserting its presence, Ju-on grabbed one of Hyeon-woo’s knees and lifted it up. His fingers roaming over Hyeon-woo’s exposed hole, scrotum, and perineum below began to stroke the wet entrance.
“Hah!”
A sweet moan mixed with anticipation burst from Hyeon-woo’s mouth. At that moment, a chilling metallic sound rang out from somewhere. Blue veins bulged on the back of Tae-geon’s hand gripping the bed headboard.
Ju-on glanced at Tae-geon with an unpleasant look, thinking it was fortunate the headboard was metal; if it had been wood, it would have been completely shattered by such grip strength. Tae-geon’s white shirt was soaked with sweat, clinging carelessly to his skin. Though his expression wasn’t clearly visible as he was hunched over, the prominent tendons in his neck and hands gave a good idea of what face he must be making.
Ju-on slowly pushed one finger, sufficiently wet with Hyeon-woo’s fluids from rubbing the entrance, into the hole.
“Hnng…!”
The pliant waist arched into a bow shape. Ju-on held his breath at the soft, hot sensation of the inner walls, and a burst of pheromones he couldn’t contain escaped. As Ju-on’s uncontrolled pheromones spread into the air, Hyeon-woo made a choking sound and struggled as if suffocating.
While Ju-on quickly reined in his pheromones, Tae-geon promptly poured out his own pheromones to Hyeon-woo, diluting Ju-on’s. Only then did Hyeon-woo’s breathing open up again.
Ju-on, as much as Tae-geon, was soon drenched in cold sweat from the act requiring extreme mental fortitude.
“Uh… hnn…”
Deliberately ignoring the sweet moans escaping from Hyeon-woo, Ju-on probed the inner walls with delicate touches. He needed to find the point that would subdue Hyeon-woo.
“Hnn, ah!”
Hyeon-woo’s waist trembled finely every time Ju-on’s fingers brushed sensitive spots. But this level of response wasn’t enough.
Squelch, squelch.
The sound of probing the narrow, moist hole was lewd. Ju-on furrowed his brow at the dizzying sensation of the inner walls wrapping around his fingers like syrup. His dick expanded to its limit, conveying a terrible pressure. Ju-on felt his cells, including his dick, pulsating violently, and his reason gradually blurring. After wiping away the sweat trickling down his forehead, Ju-on finally raised the white flag.
“Where is it. This guy’s point.”
Ju-on asked without even looking at Tae-geon. After catching his breath for a while, Tae-geon finally opened his mouth.
“…The cervix.”
“You think I’d ask if I didn’t know that? Besides the cervix.”
The cervix was an erogenous zone for all omegas. However, Ju-on deliberately avoided touching that area with his fingers. He had heard Hyeon-woo had miscarried not long ago. He had no desire to probe that unhealed area.
“…Right in front of the cervix.” Tae-geon continued after a beat, taking rough breaths.
“There’s a prostate.”
“A prostate?”
What prostate in an omega? Ju-on furrowed his brow. Isn’t that an organ that degenerates upon presentation? Well, the presentation itself was said to be a mutation.
He carefully probed around where the cervix should be. Near a knot about the size of a pinky nail, he vaguely felt a plump mass about the size of a chestnut. As he gently stroked it with his fingers, unlike the soft texture of the inner wall mucosa, it felt firm and solid, seeming to be the prostate Tae-geon mentioned.
No way. Thinking it was absurd, Ju-on nonetheless raised his finger and firmly pressed that spot.
“Ah!”
At that moment, Hyeon-woo’s body jumped like a fish. Simultaneously, pheromones gushed out from Tae-geon. Ju-on suppressed his own that was about to burst with superhuman endurance. These were pheromones that hadn’t leaked at all even during intimate moments with lovers, like a tightly closed faucet. Yet now they were trying to explode like an active volcano at every opportunity.
Bewildered by the unfamiliar sensation he had never experienced before, Ju-on devoted all his strength to controlling his pheromones. With each moan bursting from Hyeon-woo’s mouth, Ju-on struggled to suppress his own pheromones that tried to gush out together, while moving his fingers quickly. With one hand rubbing the prostate he had just found, he grasped Hyeon-woo’s dick with the other.
“Hnngh! Nng!”
After lightly stroking Hyeon-woo’s smooth glans with his fingers, when he raised his nail to scratch the urethral opening, a pained sound leaked out. The white naked body responding to every touch was beautiful enough to shake one’s soul. The soft skin wrapped around his hand and the sweet pheromones were too intoxicating. As Ju-on watched Hyeon-woo trembling with pleasure, his eyes gradually began to cloud over.
As Ju-on’s eyes began to be tinged with lust, Tae-geon’s pheromones, which had been quietly pouring down, suddenly changed color. Pheromones with a clear warning meaning awakened Ju-on’s consciousness. Snapping back to his senses, Ju-on inwardly muttered a low curse.
The pheromones were one thing, but Tae-geon’s mental strength controlling them was even more monstrous. Ju-on, barely regaining his consciousness, flushed red with intense feelings of inferiority.
Although he had been stimulating Hyeon-woo’s prostate and stroking his dick for quite some time, there was no sign of ejaculation. Rather, the superficial stimulation only seemed to inflate the hunger for pleasure.
Hyeon-woo, frustrated by the clumsy stimulation that couldn’t reach climax, thrashed his whole body. The obscene inner walls clung to Ju-on’s fingers, wriggling and urging for the next stimulation. Ju-on frowned in difficulty.
Deeper contact was needed.
Mucosal contact.
Ju-on’s gaze fell to Hyeon-woo’s lips. Looking at Hyeon-woo’s flushed lips, parted up and down with hot breaths flowing out, he swallowed dryly. When he lightly grasped Hyeon-woo’s jaw and pulled it down, his lips opened, revealing white teeth and a red flesh glistening with saliva inside. As Ju-on, with eyes clouded by heat, stared at Hyeon-woo’s lips and was about to overlap his own with them, it happened.
With a scream-like metallic sound from Tae-geon’s grip, Hyeon-woo’s head turned sideways. It was in the opposite direction of Ju-on’s approaching lips. The lips that had been helplessly parted even closed tightly like a clam in that moment.
Startled, thinking Hyeon-woo had regained consciousness, Ju-on lifted the closed eyelids to check his pupils, but they were still half-rolled back like someone unconscious.
Wondering if it was a coincidence, Ju-on fixed Hyeon-woo’s head with his hand and overlapped their lips as is. He tried to penetrate Hyeon-woo’s mouth, but once firmly closed, the lips never opened again.
Though he knew it was impossible, Ju-on couldn’t shake the feeling that Hyeon-woo was intentionally refusing the kiss. He could force them open and push through if he wanted, but he didn’t want to do that. Instead of kissing Hyeon-woo, Ju-on attempted mucosal contact by taking Hyeon-woo’s dick into his own mouth.
“Ah…!”
When he strongly sucked on the shaft in his mouth, a sweet moan and concentrated pheromones burst out simultaneously. Hyeon-woo’s lower abdomen undulated once like a wave.
