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When Sejin moved his hand slowly, brushing over the folds, Taehyun flinched again.
Even though Sejin hadn’t thrust inside yet, just the touch on his entrance made Taehyun’s cock twitch eagerly.
The anticipation sent shivers down his spine, and he tensed his thighs.
Sejin, admiring the carved lines of Taehyun’s muscular legs, slowly smeared the fluid leaking from his entrance onto his fingertips and rubbed it in.
“Ah, ugh…”
As the slow, deliberate teasing continued, Taehyun closed his eyes and buried his face into Sejin’s shoulder.
The scent of Sejin’s pheromones was overpowering.
If it had been perfume or air freshener, the intensity would have given him a headache by now, but at this moment, it was intoxicating.
Taehyun pressed his nose against Sejin’s neck, inhaling deeply, and the scent filled his lungs, satisfying him—but it wasn’t enough.
He needed more.
There was only one way to quell the growing impatience.
“Hurry up and put it in…”
It was embarrassing how quickly he had gotten aroused, but right now, none of that mattered.
He just wanted to take Sejin into his body, to feel his pheromones in the most sensitive, tender part of himself.
As Taehyun nuzzled against Sejin’s neck, urging him, Sejin let out a long breath and replied.
“It’s too tight. It feels like it might tear…”
“It won’t tear.”
Taehyun answered quickly, but he couldn’t help glancing down, worried.
Even though Sejin’s cock was still trapped inside his pants, it looked enormous, as if he had an extra leg.
Now he understood why Sejin always wore such loose pants—if he wore anything tighter, the bulge would be impossible to hide.
Taehyun found his thoughts wandering, imagining how fencers wore multiple layers compared to the simple two-piece uniforms of taekwondo.
Maybe that’s why it wasn’t as noticeable?
Just as Taehyun was lost in thought, Sejin suddenly slid his finger between the folds.
“Ah.”
Taehyun was startled for a moment by the unexpected intrusion, but soon, Sejin pushed his middle finger all the way in, exploring the inner walls.
He seemed to be searching for something, and when his finger pressed firmly against a certain spot, Taehyun’s hips jerked involuntarily.
“Ugh.”
Taehyun bit back a groan, and Sejin looked up at him.
“If it hurts, don’t hold it in.”
Then, as if determined, Sejin pressed firmly on that same spot again and again.
With Taehyun already aroused from the pheromones, the direct stimulation had his inner walls trembling as slick fluid gushed out.
Even without looking, he could feel the wetness dripping down his perineum, making his face flush.
How could he be this turned on when they hadn’t even started yet?
Embarrassed, Taehyun wanted to run, but his body refused to move.
The desire to be filled, to have Sejin inside him and pushed to the brink of orgasm, was overwhelming.
“Just hurry up and do it…”
Finally, Taehyun lowered his head again, breathing heavily, and Sejin slipped another finger inside, massaging his inner walls.
The tight folds twitched, gripping his fingers.
Sejin continued stretching him, but still felt anxious.
Even though it seemed like Taehyun’s body was adjusting, it was still too tight.
Sejin couldn’t imagine how his cock could possibly fit in such a narrow space.
He didn’t want to hurt Taehyun, but it seemed physically impossible.
Maybe he should try using another tool to stretch him out more before they continued?
While Sejin was lost in his own worries, Taehyun growled lowly, sinking his teeth into Sejin’s neck.
“I said hurry up.”
Taehyun straightened his posture, locking eyes with Sejin.
His neck and the skin around his eyes were flushed red, his lips parted, and his pupils dilated, clearly showing how aroused he was.
Sejin was thrilled to see how much Taehyun was worked up because of him.
In fact, he felt like he could bring Taehyun to climax with just his fingers and be satisfied.
Though Sejin had spent countless nights fantasizing about being inside Taehyun, the reality of Taehyun wanting him this much was almost too good to believe.
Maybe it would be better to stop here today and use something to help stretch him more next time?
But before Sejin could finish this thought, Taehyun interrupted again, getting impatient.
“Hurry up, or it’s going to dry out down there.”
Embarrassed by his own words, Taehyun’s ears flushed red.
As slick as he was, there was no way it would dry up anytime soon, but it was clear he was growing desperate.
Sejin, still unsure, slipped a third finger inside.
“Ah, ugh…”
He pressed his fingers together and targeted that sensitive spot once more.
With this relentless stimulation, Taehyun couldn’t help but cling tightly to Sejin’s neck.
“It’s too tight inside. I don’t think I can fit in there.”
Though Sejin had never experienced it before, his sentence was filled with so much worry that Taehyun couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
Of course, with a size like that, it’s hard not to worry.
Fortunately, Taehyun wasn’t a Beta, but an Omega.
That meant his body was fundamentally designed to accept an Alpha’s genitalia.
While Taehyun wasn’t an expert, he knew his body reacted far more sensitively and was more elastic, making it easier to feel pleasure.
His body had evolved to fulfill both receiving and its natural purpose, so to hear Sejin say he couldn’t put it in out of fear it would tear—well, it was absurd.
Taehyun smiled as he looked at Sejin.
“How about a bet? Whether it’ll tear or not.”
It wasn’t exactly the right time to be saying this, but it seemed like the best way to push Sejin.
Sejin frowned at Taehyun’s ridiculous proposal. Yes, that expression.
Taehyun looked down at Sejin’s crumpled face with satisfaction.
“Hmm?”
Sure, people might call him twisted, but Taehyun found it adorable when Sejin showed his emotions like this.
Normally, Sejin was so expressionless that it was hard to tell what he liked or disliked, but this face—this was the one he only showed to Taehyun.
Sejin, without responding to Taehyun’s teasing, withdrew his fingers.
As they slipped out, a thick trail of slick fluid followed.
Sejin carefully tilted his hand upward to prevent the fluid from dripping, then used his other hand to pull down his pants.
With a snap, the waistband of his underwear came down with them, revealing his erection standing stiff as if it could pierce the ceiling.
Even though Taehyun had anticipated it, the sheer size still made him tense up.
While Taehyun was briefly taken aback, Sejin smeared the slick fluid onto his length and said,
“My hands… Could you, um, put it on for me?”
With a quick glance, he gestured toward the condom on the nightstand.
Taehyun nodded easily.
“Sure.”
It wasn’t exactly a difficult task.
Even if Taehyun wasn’t a master at this, he wasn’t completely clumsy either.
He tore open the wrapper and carefully rolled the condom down Sejin’s length, starting from the tip.
Sejin stared intently at his own erection with a nervous expression, as if doubting whether something that large could really fit in such a tight space.
It was amusing how Sejin’s first time could be expressed in such a unique way.
Taehyun had to stifle his laughter, feeling the mood dampen just a little.
Honestly, he hadn’t expected a sexy, sultry atmosphere between them anyway, and it didn’t seem likely considering their relationship.
Taehyun, resigned to the situation, spoke up.
“Hey. If that thing splits me in two…”
What was he even saying?
Sejin looked at Taehyun in disbelief, meeting his eyes, only for Taehyun to smirk and add,
“My bank account PIN is 4057.”
Ugh, seriously.
Sejin’s eyebrows furrowed deeply at the clear teasing, a reaction Taehyun had fully expected.
Sejin’s face turned beet red in an instant as he flared up in anger, causing Taehyun to burst into uncontrollable laughter, even as he pulled Sejin into an embrace.
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Thanksss
Awkward, it honestly kinda wholesome…