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Almost sprinting, he reached their lodging, and the moment the door shut behind them, their lips met again, as if they had been waiting for this exact moment.
“Haa…”
Felix was even clumsier and more impatient than during their first kiss.
That very eagerness, rather than being off-putting, made Lowell’s body heat up even more.
Completely lost in their hunger for each other, they instinctively pressed their aroused bodies together.
“Are you really okay with this?”
Felix’s hand gently stroked Lowell’s stomach as he cautiously asked.
Now, anyone could tell that Lowell was no longer alone in his body.
Knowing it wasn’t dangerous didn’t stop Felix from worrying.
“Are you seriously asking that now?”
Lowell’s voice was husky with amusement, and Felix’s grip tightened slightly.
“I don’t think I can hold back.”
Even after hearing that, Lowell didn’t pull away.
In fact, he reached out with even more determination, unbuttoning Felix’s shirt one by one.
With each bit of exposed skin, a sweet, honeyed scent filled the room.
At the same time, Felix’s control began to unravel, his pheromones slipping through the cracks.
Once his shirt was fully discarded, Lowell’s small kisses landed softly on his skin, like a bird pecking at its meal.
And with that, Felix’s hesitation completely vanished.
“You really are a master at seduction.”
With his restraint shattered, Felix swept Lowell off his feet and carried him to the bed.
The mattress bounced beneath them as he set Lowell down with more urgency than usual.
Even so, Lowell simply smiled up at him, prompting Felix to ask, “What’s so funny?”
“It’s just amusing how easily you fall for me, Felix.”
“What?”
Felix, who prided himself on resisting all kinds of temptations, was flustered.
But Lowell ignored his reaction and continued gently caressing his face.
“Do you know why?”
“Hmm?”
Felix tilted his head slightly, motioning for him to continue while at the same time slipping off Lowell’s clothing.
“Because you love me.”
Lowell whispered the words as if revealing the greatest secret in the world.
Felix, who had been rushing to claim Lowell just a second ago, suddenly froze.
But Lowell, as if expecting it, simply gazed at him with calm eyes.
“You… knew?”
Felix, who had always expressed his love through actions but had never put it into words, felt his heart pound.
At first, he hadn’t realized his feelings were love.
And once he did, fear had held him back.
He had hesitated for so long that those words had hidden themselves away.
“Of course I did.”
Even without words, there were things that could be understood.
Felix’s love was one of those things—something so overwhelming, so absolute, that it couldn’t be missed.
“I’m weak to your seduction too, Felix.”
“Why?”
Felix already knew the answer, yet he still wanted to hear it directly from Lowell’s lips.
The heat rising from his body betrayed his anticipation.
“Because I love you.”
It was something they both already knew.
And yet, Lowell chose to say it aloud—not just because he wanted to, but because there was a reason beyond that.
Emotions become even more profound when spoken.
Just months ago, Lowell had been afraid of that.
But spending time with Felix, meeting different people, had given him courage.
His trust in Felix had grown stronger than his doubts about himself.
“Lowell.”
Felix called his name as if confessing his love all over again.
His trembling voice overflowed with uncontainable joy.
“I love you.”
The feelings he had held in his heart for so long finally escaped as words.
He had thought his emotions couldn’t grow any bigger, but like a lie, they swelled beyond measure.
The scent of Felix’s pheromones wrapped around Lowell, sweeter than ever.
And instinctively, he knew—
‘Tonight, I will mark him.’
It wasn’t a decision.
It was certainty.
“So let’s make love. Right now.”
Those words reignited the burning fuse.
Felix’s trembling hand reached for Lowell’s pants, and in an instant, Lowell’s bare body was revealed.
Responding to the thick pheromones, Lowell’s entrance was already dripping wet, as if there was no need for further preparation.
“You’re already soaked.”
Though his heart was racing, he couldn’t afford to rush.
Lowell’s body wasn’t strong enough to take Felix in without preparation, and Felix himself was simply too large.
“I’ll start with my fingers.”
Felix’s dry fingers slid inside Lowell.
The damp inner walls welcomed him, soaking his fingers almost immediately.
Lowell looked up at Felix, who was trying to remain composed, with a tender gaze — but only for a moment.
As if frustrated that he couldn’t enter right away, Felix’s fingers started to aggressively prod the sensitive inner walls.
“Don’t hold back your moans.”
“I… I can’t really…”
Lowell instinctively bit his lips to stifle the sound, but Felix shoved another finger into his mouth.
The message was clear: if you’re going to block the sound, bite me instead.
Not wanting to hurt the hand of the one he loved, Lowell had no choice but to let the sounds escape freely.
Even though he had gotten used to everything else, this part — letting his voice out — was something he still couldn’t fully adapt to.
“Hnngh, mm…”
Felix, clearly pleased, added another finger inside.
The tight squeeze around his fingers made Felix furrow his brows slightly.
Even with just fingers, the pleasure seemed to ripple through his mind.
His hand moved even more busily, and a small puddle of fluid formed on the sheets beneath Lowell.
The liquid running down his backside made Lowell’s skin break out in goosebumps.
“Please… put it in already.”
“Goddamn…”
Felix was just as aroused — they were both so far gone it was as if they were in heat, their judgment completely clouded.
Had Felix not caught sight of Lowell’s slightly swollen belly, he might have immediately plunged in.
“Little one will get scared. Just a little more.”
As Felix spoke the name they had for the baby, Lowell flushed bright red, even though logically he knew there was no way the baby would notice.
“Don’t bring up the baby at a time like this…”
Felix, seeing the contrast between the aggressive Lowell from earlier and his current embarrassment, smirked mischievously.
He flicked his fingers rapidly, then inserted one more.
Lowell curled his toes, his entire body trembling.
Even without climaxing, waves of pleasure crashed over him.
“I honestly have no idea what it is that embarrasses you,” Felix teased.
Without giving the already overwhelmed Lowell a break, Felix kept stimulating the damp inner walls.
Whenever it seemed like the pleasure was subsiding, he would ruthlessly target the sensitive spots again, preventing Lowell from calming down.
Yet despite all this stimulation, Lowell’s fully hardened member couldn’t find release — as if knowing something even bigger was about to pierce inside.
“Nngh… hurry, please, put it in.”
Desperation colored Lowell’s voice, begging for penetration.
At that moment, the last shred of Felix’s self-control snapped.
The four fingers inside Lowell withdrew quickly.
“Aah, ahh—”
The sudden withdrawal itself was a jolt of stimulation, making Lowell’s legs tremble.
Even so, Lowell impatiently grabbed Felix’s upper body, pulling him close.
“Goddammit, Lowell.”
Unable to resist the temptation any longer, Felix gently turned Lowell to his side, rubbing the head of his cock against Lowell’s entrance to gauge if it would go in.
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