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“Yeo Woohee, that’s not a reason to get hit less. That’s a reason to get hit more. Since you didn’t count, we’re starting over.”
Alpha pheromones poured down as if they would push the Omega into a full heat cycle.
The overwhelming wave of Alpha pheromones made Woohee’s breath grow ragged.
His lips parted into an ‘O’ shape, his eyes rolling back. His long, fan-shaped eyelashes trembled.
Yeo Jinwoo shoved three fingers into Woohee’s mouth, rubbing against his tongue.
Woohee drooled uncontrollably, while from below, fluid overflowed.
His hazy eyes, as if intoxicated, made him look completely unaware of how shamelessly he was reacting.
A plastic ruler struck Woohee’s sensitive spot.
His shoulders flinched in shock.
Struggling to pull himself together, Woohee finally began counting.
“One.”
A wet sound splashed as fluid spattered everywhere.
“Two… Three… Four…”
With each rhythmic strike, Woohee’s body reacted.
His swollen right bud tingled, so he rubbed it with his hand.
His nipple, now twice its usual size, looked both strange and sinful.
Jinwoo gazed down at Woohee with warm eyes—watching as he, even while being punished, was aroused by the Alpha pheromones, his body reacting instinctively.
Though Jinwoo’s suppressants had kept his own pheromones at bay, Woohee was undeniably an Omega right now.
He buried his nose into Woohee’s scentless nape, rubbing his high-bridged nose against the Omega’s pheromone gland before lifting his head again.
The punishment wasn’t over yet.
The heat-driven Omega kept rubbing against his thigh, making it harder to hold back.
He needed to finish the punishment quickly and soothe Woohee’s heat.
“Five… Six…”
Each time the transparent plastic ruler touched the hole—one that had just experienced its first time—it was almost unbelievable to see it suck the ruler in.
The strong suction made the ruler stick tightly to the opening, and every time it was pulled away, it slipped and slid with slick fluids, making it hard to keep a grip on it.
No wonder he bought so many pads, considering how much slickness he’s dripping.
Having delivered all ten strikes, Yeo Jinwoo finally let go of the ruler.
Then, as he watched the pretty, swollen pink hole pout like a fish’s mouth, he did what he had been wanting to do all along.
He licked up the slick mess coating the crease of his ass, his tongue sweeping over every drop.
Gripping the tense cheeks with both hands, he hungrily sucked at the opening, devouring it with greedy lips.
Slurp. Squelch.
His tongue, heated from friction, pushed inside, wriggling deeper into the burning entrance.
At the same time, he grasped the omega’s throbbing cock with one hand, pressing his thumb firmly over the tip to keep him from climaxing.
“Haa—ahh! Ahh… ngh—ahh!”
With a vulgar cry, Yeo Woohee trembled.
As if determined to dry him out completely, he sucked on Yeo Woohee’s dripping hole.
The nectar filling his mouth was so sweet that even the finest wine in the world couldn’t compare.
The phrase “losing his mind” couldn’t have been more fitting.
He was going crazy from how delicious Yeo Woohee was.
When he lifted his head from between those trembling hips, his lips were slick with arousal.
He ran his tongue along his lips, cleaning up the mess.
“Woohui. I checked to see if you were a whore or not, and honestly, you really seem like one.”
“Heuh… Hhngh…”
Yeo Woohee let out a shallow whimper after having his hole sucked.
“You’re probably the only omega who goes into heat and leaks slick just from getting fucked.”
Even though he knew it was his own alpha pheromones that had triggered Yeo Woohee’s heat, he shamelessly pushed the blame onto him.
Yeo Woohee sniffled, pulling in snot through his nose.
“Don’t worry. Do you really think I’d abandon you? I’ll take good care of your hole so no one ever finds out our little Woohee is a whore.”
“What are you saying… Hyung… Hyung, your test is over now. I don’t want to do this anymore. I hate it. Hngh…”
“Yeo Woohee. Don’t act like you don’t know. You know this isn’t just a test.”
Yeo Jinwoo laid Yeo Woohee down properly on the bed, lifting him off his thigh.
The way Woohee looked up at him with those big, fear-stricken eyes was so beautiful it sent a shock straight to his heart.
Jinwoo grabbed Woohee’s limp legs and firmly locked them against his sides.
“You just don’t want to admit that you and I fit perfectly together. Because the moment you do, you’ll have to accept that you’ll spend your whole life taking my cum… until you end up carrying my child.”
“Ah… ugh…! Stop! Hic! I don’t want this!”
As soon as his cock was shoved into the hole, the inner walls clamped down and sucked him in tightly.
Even as he cried out in protest, his Omega body was far more honest.
Yeo Jinwoo pinched his right nipple between his fingers and twisted.
“Ah! It hurts… Heuh… It hurts.”
“Weehee-yah, you’re a smart one, so why are you acting like this? You know that the more you say no, the more punishment you’ll get, don’t you?”
Yeo Jinwoo smirked as he noticed the stark difference between the pinched nipple and the untouched one.
“Or do you want to only grow your right nipple from now on?”
Yeo Woohee frantically shook his head, tears clinging to his face, causing strands of hair to stick to his skin.
Jinwoo gently brushed them away before murmuring loudly, “Now, where did I put that compass?”
Woohee’s eyes widened in horror, his mouth falling open.
Jinwoo toyed with the swollen nipple, as if measuring something.
“Should I pierce a hole here and hang something? Woohee, what do you think would look good?” he teased.
Panicked, Woohee grabbed Jinwoo’s hand and pressed it desperately against his own cheek.
“Hhngh… Please. Hyung, please. I don’t want this.”
Tears clung to his lashes, weighing them down and obscuring the shimmer in his eyes.
Yeo Woohee trembled slightly, pretending to be frightened as he clung to Yeo Jinwoo, his shoulders quivering ever so delicately.
As if the tight grip of his hole and the stiff peaks of his nipples weren’t revealing his true intentions.
Honestly, he did want to get his nipples pierced as a mark of his submission to his Master.
But since he had already transmigrated into an Omegaverse novel, there was no way he could pass up pregnancy and the whole erotic lactation play that came with it.
Even with nipple piercings, milk would still flow, but the way it looked when presented to his Master would be different.
If he wanted to spurt milk in a strong arc when squeezed, it was best to leave his nipples untouched.
He could always get them pierced after bearing three kids and getting tired of milking play.
Just imagining his Master roughly kneading his swollen, pregnancy-tightened breasts made saliva pool in his mouth.
Yet, despite witnessing Yeo Woohee’s teary-eyed, Oscar-worthy performance, Yeo Jinwoo remained indifferent, simply lying back against the pillow.
Their bodies were still connected, and as a result, Yeo Woohee ended up straddling his brother in a shamelessly provocative position.
“Yeo Woohee, don’t you want your nipples to stay intact?”
“Yes, yes. I don’t want to.”
Yeo Woohee shook his head vigorously from side to side.
Looking up from below at Woohee’s unevenly heaving chest, Yeo Jinwoo spoke.
“Then come wake me up every morning with bells hanging from your nipples.”
“Huh?”
“Pull down my pants while I’m sleeping and shove my cock into your hole. If you suck hard and move, the bells will make a lot of noise, won’t they?”
‘There’s no way he actually read my mind… right?’
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Lmao hes so happy