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Both Wookyung and the alpha stimulating him felt that reaction.
Saheon, who had been persistently kissing him until then, finally pulled back and lifted his head.
Their gazes tangled in the air.
The sudden glitter in Saheon’s eyes was definitely not an illusion.
His handsome brows twitched even more attractively, and Wookyung caught the movement in his periphery.
“Ah—!”
The same spot was scraped again, harder than before.
Wookyung shuddered at the abrupt, electrifying sensation.
A jolt of pleasure shot up from his tailbone to his spine in an instant.
At the same time, an indescribably obscene heat spread inside him—ticklish, maddening, yet leaving him craving more of the same paradoxical thrill.
“Ah—! Ngh—! Aah!”
As if noticing his reaction, Saheon rubbed and pressed against that spot repeatedly.
What had started with one finger now alternated between two, relentlessly teasing the sensitive area and its surroundings.
Wookyung, unaware that his own erection had returned to full hardness or that his insides were growing slick, could only twist his face and let out continuous moans.
What… is this?
What did he just do?
What’s happening inside me?
A lewd, wet sound rose from below as the fingers inside him moved incessantly, as if they were living creatures exploring every inch.
He wanted to tell Saheon to stop—now that their lips were no longer locked, he could—but for some reason, the words wouldn’t come.
“S-Saheon…!”
All Wookyung could do was call out to the very person responsible for this torment, as if begging for salvation.
But the eyes that met his were so tender and warm that he couldn’t resent him.
Instead of pushing him away, he wanted… something else.
“Ah—! Aah—! Nngh!”
Not even knowing what that something was, Wookyung’s subconscious made his hips jerk in tiny, desperate motions.
The way his inner walls clenched and fluttered tested Saheon’s patience all over again.
The alpha’s pheromones had already grown wild, thick and suffocating like a dense fog.
Any ordinary omega would’ve been terrified and fled from such a blatantly aggressive seduction, but the one person Saheon wanted to notice remained oblivious, still pleading with innocent desperation.
“Haa… Wookyung. Wookyung.”
Desire roughened the alpha’s voice, but Wookyung, unaware, could only nod repeatedly, as if begging for something—anything—Saheon would give him.
“Ah—!”
Then, the fingers inside him vanished all at once.
The sudden absence of that slightly uncomfortable yet thrilling stimulation made his inner walls convulse, the entrance clenching shut.
The way his body seemed to miss it left Wookyung flustered.
He bit his lip hard, rolling his eyes helplessly—until he noticed something strange.
‘What… is that?’
There was something as thick as a child’s forearm—no, even longer, slightly pinkish, and most of all…
“Hhk—!”
Wookyung’s scattered thoughts snapped back to reality.
Even seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe it.
He blinked rapidly, turned his head away, then looked back—but nothing changed.
“…….”
“What’s wrong?”
“What kind of… thing are you carrying around…?”
The question slipped out before he could stop himself, and he immediately regretted it.
But Saheon had already heard him.
And there was no ignoring the blatant stare fixed on the alpha’s lower half.
Saheon glanced down at himself, as if realizing Wookyung had only just noticed.
“Ah.”
Saheon’s hand slid up his own length, already glistening wet at the tip.
The thick head twitched visibly, and Wookyung’s eyes widened.
Where does he plan to put that?!
Inside me?!
Is that even possible?!
No way—it’ll tear me apart.
My stomach might burst.
The more he imagined it, the more fear swallowed his excitement.
“No. Can’t. That’s… not happening.”
Wookyung’s own arousal had already wilted, his thighs and the curve of his ass still slick, but his mind couldn’t focus on anything except the sheer size of what he was facing.
Saheon’s throat bobbed repeatedly, as if holding back.
“…Then… at least watch me do it.”
Swallowing his raging desire, he offered a compromise.
The slight furrow of his brows and the way he bit his lip made it clear just how much he was restraining himself.
Come to think of it, for an alpha in rut, Saheon had seemed relatively composed.
Earlier, he’d been acting purely on instinct, but now…
Then Wookyung noticed—the veins bulging on Saheon’s hands, arms, and neck.
His seemingly controlled demeanor was the result of immense self-restraint.
Suddenly, Wookyung remembered why he was here in the first place.
An alpha in rut needed an omega to satisfy his desires.
Gulp.
He swallowed dryly.
He needed a moment to steel himself.
But even so—
“No.”
“I guess backing down now isn’t an option.”
As soon as he spoke firmly, he saw Saheon fail to hide his disappointment.
Only then did Wookyung realize his explanation had been lacking.
But instead of elaborating, he quickly glanced around.
His eyes landed on an unopened condom.
He snatched it up without hesitation, causing some of the lubricant inside to spill, sending an odd sensation through him.
Chewing the inside of his cheek, he deliberately avoided thinking about that and checked the item in his hand.
“……”
What he’d only ever seen with his eyes, he now confirmed with numbers.
It was shocking.
They even have these in Korea?
“Ah, that. I bought it online.”
“What were you planning to use it for?!”
“Nothing in particular. Not like I had a plan. Just… keeping it around in case I ever needed it…”
Though Saheon answered obediently, he tilted his head slightly.
Was this really something worth interrogating him over?
Riiip.
His thoughts were cut short as Wookyung tore open the packet and boldly pulled out its contents.
Wookyung couldn’t tear his eyes away from the object now in his hand.
Now that he thought about it, this was the first time he’d ever actually held a condom.
“……”
How do you even use this?
Do you just stretch the opening and roll it on?
But will it even fit something that size?
What if it tears while putting it on?
Or worse, what if it’s too tight and hurts Saheon?
Without realizing it, he lifted his head and looked at Saheon.
For some reason, the corner of his mouth seemed to be twitching.
“Don’t laugh.”
He snapped irritably, but that only made Saheon burst into laughter like he’d lost his mind.
“I’m being serious right now!”
Wookyung shouted.
He was genuinely worried!
How could Saheon not take this seriously?
The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he got, shooting him a sharp glare.
Somehow, they’d already reached a point where they spoke casually to each other, and with every exchange, the intimacy between them grew.
“Sorry, sorry. Here, give it to me. I’ll do it.”
Still with laughter in his voice, Saheon reached out.
Wookyung’s glare remained sharp, like an irritated cat, and without thinking, he reached up and rubbed at the corner of Saheon’s eye.
“What are you doing?”
“You’re cute.”
The retort came back sticky-sweet, like melted chocolate.
Wookyung pressed his lips together and averted his eyes.
This is weird. Why is my heart pounding so loudly over something so stupid?
Saheon took the condom from Wookyung, who was at a loss for what to do.
Naturally, Wookyung’s gaze followed his hands.
The opening, which he’d assumed would be tight, stretched wide.
The elastic silicone was rolled over the head of Saheon’s erection, which showed no signs of softening.
Wookyung couldn’t look away as the condom gradually sheathed Saheon’s length.
For some reason, even that looked obscenely lewd.
His mouth watered, and he could feel dampness between his thighs.
“Ah…”
Apparently, it wasn’t just a feeling.
Wookyung looked down and realized the area around his backside was wet.
What? Why is this happening? Since when? What the hell…?
Today, one unfamiliar sensation after another kept assaulting him.
He had no idea this was his omega body’s natural reaction—preparing itself to accept an alpha.
“Wookyung.”
A tender call.
He lifted his head.
Saheon was looking straight at him.
That faint, intoxicating scent brushed against his nose again.
Sniff.
He flared his nostrils, trying to chase the scent, but for some reason, the reaction didn’t come from his nose—it came from below.
A squelch—the sound of slick gushing out inside him was so vivid this time that his eyes flew wide open.
He panicked, never having experienced anything like this before.
“It’s okay. That’s normal.”
As if he knew exactly what Wookyung was feeling, Saheon soothed him.
His body was pushed back.
Somehow, he had a feeling something similar to before was about to happen.
And he was right.
His legs fell open, and Saheon settled between them.
“I’ll take care of it.”
At his entrance, the head of Saheon’s cock pressed insistently, as if ready to push inside at any moment.
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