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The finger wandering around suddenly entered the narrow hole.
He grasped Moon Dowon’s shoulder tightly from the pain he experienced for the first time and gasped for breath.
“Hmph… T-this is strange.”
Unable to relax due to the unfamiliar sensation, Moon Dowon slightly bent his finger.
The tightly constricted hole became even more compact, and strong force was exerted.
“Relax.”
“How… can I… relax… Hmph.”
He shook his head vigorously, saying he absolutely could not.
Every time he did, his anus tensed up, clenching and biting the finger.
If it were Yoo Joohwan, he might have tried to force it open, saying the finger would have snapped.
But Moon Dowon wore a patient expression, as if he would wait, much like Kang Taeyun.
“It’s okay, just try to relax a little.”
“…Then, you won’t do it?”
“I have to do what needs to be done.”
A sense of resentment surged at the firm words.
He lightly bit Moon Dowon’s lower lip, which was almost touching his.
It should have hurt from the intentional act, but Moon Dowon only furrowed his brow, neither getting angry nor annoyed.
As always, he licked his swollen lips with an indifferent, dull expression.
“Perhaps because you’re a Beta, it’s quite rough. Pheromones don’t work either.”
Moon Dowon stirred inside with a thoughtful expression.
Every time he fondled the soft flesh that was tightly clenched with his finger, his body rejoiced, like a flower bud suddenly blooming.
Feeling like he shouldn’t clench, he slowly released the tension while holding onto Moon Dowon.
Moon Dowon, as if he had been waiting, inserted his hand deeper into the loosened hole.
“…Ugh!”
“It’s just one.”
Moon Dowon drew a circle with his finger, asking how he would handle the next step if he struggled with just one, not two.
Every time he distinctly felt the thick knuckle, his inner flesh clung stickily, wriggling.
He knew he had to relax to avoid pain, but it wasn’t easy.
As he frowned intensely and only let out ragged breaths, Moon Dowon grabbed his chin and met his gaze.
“Relax.”
“Stop… Hmph, please?”
He felt like bringing lotion, thickly applying it to his hole, and re-inserting the finger.
The sensation of the finger entering him raw was rough and lewd.
He let out a grunt of pain from the foreign sensation, and Moon Dowon lightly clicked his tongue.
“It would be impossible like this. Should I suck your cock instead?”
Moon Dowon pulled out the inserted finger in one motion, turned around, and pushed him against the wall.
He didn’t even have the strength to protest the sudden change in position.
He reached down to his buttock from the throbbing pain, but Moon Dowon grabbed his wrist.
“Does it hurt a lot?”
“Yes.”
“My mistake. I thought you would be full of slick from sucking and being sucked by Yoo Joohwan.”
Moon Dowon apologized, saying he belatedly realized the structure was different from an Omega, in a manner uncharacteristic of his usual personality.
He widened his eyes at the unfamiliar word.
“…Sorry?”
“Yes.”
As if he meant it, Moon Dowon slightly frowned, like someone whose feelings were hurt.
Perhaps bothered by his pain, he turned his body to face the wall and made him lean against it, then pulled down his pants.
“…What are you going to do?”
“Check if you’re hurt.”
“No, it’s okay… Hmph!”
Moon Dowon grabbed the flesh of his buttock, pulling it apart, and then pulled his waist forward, saying he couldn’t see well.
His face flushed at the persistent gaze.
“You don’t seem to be cut, but it’s red and swollen.”
“…I know, so can you stop looking?”
“I was the one who forcibly inserted the finger. I have to check properly. Do I look irresponsible?”
“No, that’s not it. I’ll check it myself with a mirror.”
He didn’t want to face the embarrassing situation anymore.
He pleaded with Moon Dowon, holding his arm and begging him to stop the humiliating situation here.
If he didn’t stop, he felt like something more shameful than this would happen.
It wasn’t even a day for humiliation.
The limit he could handle today was at its maximum.
“Really, I’ll do it. Please?”
“Didn’t you provoke me by asking for a kiss?”
“That was truly… just for a kiss. Just a kiss.”
It was arrogance.
It was the vain greed that he could lead Moon Dowon.
“When you kiss, you want to touch, and when you touch, you want to fuck. Isn’t that human psychology?”
“…”
“Do you know why I didn’t kiss you?”
He certainly didn’t. He slowly shook his head and took advantage of the brief lull to quickly pull up his pants.
“It’s because I didn’t want to treat you carelessly. That’s why I was just watching.”
“…”
“Because when I finally find someone I truly want to be with, I can enjoy myself fully then. I simply didn’t want to dirty my hands.”
It was a rare mindset for an Alpha.
When he looked up at Moon Dowon’s pure expression, he was suddenly lifted into his arms.
He reflexively wrapped his arms around Moon Dowon’s neck, and Moon Dowon smiled contentedly, carried him to the bed, and laid him down.
“Where is the ointment?”
“…The middle drawer.”
He stretched out his finger, pointing to the drawer with the ointment.
While he knew it was to apply it himself, he couldn’t refuse Moon Dowon, considering he had mentioned responsibility.
If he didn’t do even that, he probably wouldn’t leave.
“I’m truly fine, though.”
Moon Dowon approached indifferently and sat on the edge of the bed.
He laid his head down on the pillow side and slightly pulled down his pants to expose his buttock.
Seeing him constantly hesitating, Moon Dowon frowned.
“I won’t try any tricks, so just be still.”
Moon Dowon squeezed a generous amount of ointment onto his finger, reassuring him that he would only apply the medicine.
He wondered who applied that much ointment, but he couldn’t complain due to the concerned look on his face.
A sharp sensation bloomed mistily from the touch, which was delicate despite his physique.
When he instinctively squirmed, Moon Dowon wiggled his eyebrow.
“Is this something you like?”
“…No.”
He tried to feign ignorance, but Moon Dowon rubbed the surrounding area again to check.
When he stifled a moan at the renewed, sensual touch, Moon Dowon’s lips stretched long.
“See? It was rough because it was dry.”
Moon Dowon’s face relaxed, realizing that he wasn’t resisting because he disliked him.
“Next time, I’ll try to make sure it doesn’t hurt.”
Saying one mistake was enough, Moon Dowon carefully applied the ointment and even pulled up his pants.
He hadn’t realized it because Moon Dowon always watched in silence or was expressionless.
But today’s Moon Dowon exuded humanity.
“Hey. Are you always like this?”
“Like what.”
“Just. A little different from what I thought?”
“What’s different? It’s the same as the way you saw me while you were stalking me.”
Moon Dowon replied indifferently, pulling out a tissue nearby and wiping his hands.
Seeing his ears red, he looked embarrassed.
“Thank you. For applying the medicine.”
“It’s only natural.”
“Now that I think about it, I haven’t really talked to you much…”
He always spoke a lot between Kang Taeyun and Yoo Joohwan, but he hadn’t been able to talk much with Moon Dowon because he felt uncomfortable being alone with him.
But now that they were talking like this, he didn’t seem as scary or uncomfortable as he had thought.
“Do you like tight clothes?”
“Not particularly.”
“But you’re wearing something tight today, too?”
“Because you like it.”
“I do?”
He opened his eyes wide and blinked rapidly, asking when he had ever said that.
It seemed he thought so because he had stared excessively when he wore the rash guard.
The plump buttocks and muscular thighs.
Even thinking about it now made him swallow dry saliva.
“In Busan—”
“Not in Busan.”
“…Then when?”
“When you followed me around. You wore tight clothes when you took a lot of candid photos of me with your camera.”
It was the story of Seo Siho before the possession.
Since his photos accounted for a large proportion of the stolen pictures, Moon Dowon seemed to think he should wear them more often.
‘Then… was it because of Seo Siho’s feelings that I kept looking at Moon Dowon’s body?’
He felt strange, thinking that he felt favorably toward the three men because he was assimilating.
It felt both unpleasant and uneasy.
He placed his hand over his heart due to the foreign emotion.
“No, I don’t…”
“What don’t you?”
“I don’t like tight clothes.”
He said that, but he wasn’t sure.
Even if it was Seo Siho’s feelings, the image of Moon Dowon wearing the rash guard was imprinted in his mind, unforgettable.
But even while agonizing, he felt anxious, wondering what if this was Seo Siho’s emotion, not his own.
‘I am me, but…’
He no longer knew which were Seo Siho’s emotions and which were his own.
“…Then do you guys. No, do you. Do you like the me who took pictures?”
“What kind of talk is that?”
“Just. The me back then and the me now are very different…”
He gave a forced smile and stood up. Perhaps his mood was low due to the rain and the many things that had happened.
As he moved to close the door to change the atmosphere, Moon Dowon stood up and followed him.
“Which ever it is, isn’t it still you?”
“Huh?”
“Whether a person’s personality has changed or not, I don’t care and it doesn’t matter. I’m just interested in you.”
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