Love Born of Pity Chapter 29

“Hng, hah… hah…”

Do Yeonjae spread Kwon Jiho’s trembling legs wide, settling between them as lingering pleasure coursed through his body. Scooping up the semen scattered over the soft flesh around his navel, Do Yeonjae smeared it messily onto the tightly closed opening. Still unsatisfied, he tore open the lube and squeezed it out. As Kwon Jiho shivered from the cool, sticky liquid, Do Yeonjae patted his thigh soothingly.

A finger plunged into the dry, wrinkled opening, making Kwon Jiho whimper faintly. Do Yeonjae, with an impatient expression, withdrew his finger. Aligning his painfully erect member with the narrow, contracting gap, he pressed forward.

“D-Director…!”

Kwon Jiho’s face, terrified of the impending pain of penetration, turned pitifully toward Do Yeonjae. His black eyes, filled with arousal, glinted fiercely. At the questioning glance, as if asking what was wrong, Kwon Jiho shook his head. He bit his lower lip hard. Relaxing his hips and closing his eyes, he felt the blunt tip push in.

“Relax.”

“Hng…”

Do Yeonjae, spreading the tensed legs wider, thrust his hips forcefully. The member, barely inserted at the tip, was sucked in, stretching the folds taut.

“…Ah!”

The hands clutching the sheets reached downward. Even as he pushed against the firm thighs, Do Yeonjae didn’t ease his thrusts. Fixing his gaze on the instantly flushed face, he pulled his hips back slowly, then slammed forward again.

Kwon Jiho trembled as if he might faint. The member, plunging deep from the start, felt like it was pounding beneath his navel. Releasing the hands pushing against the unyielding body, he wrapped his slender arms around his stomach, which bulged and receded with each thrust.

“Hng, sob… ah…!”

His body stiffened, the earlier release from climax rendered meaningless. Struggling to lessen the pain of Do Yeonjae’s brutal thrusts, he was held tightly and forced to endure the violent penetration for a long time.

His lower abdomen throbbed. Do Yeonjae enjoyed sex that hurt his partner. Whether he was like that with Omegas, Kwon Jiho didn’t know, but with a Beta like him, it was always this way. Kwon Jiho had never climaxed during penetration without Do Yeonjae’s help.

“Director, hng, slow, slower… it hurts… hng, ah…!”

Do Yeonjae pressed his lips to Kwon Jiho’s sweat-dampened forehead, lifting his torso and spreading his thighs even wider. The ache of straining joints and the deeper penetration intensified his sobs. Thwack, slap! Thud! Slap! The lewd sounds of flesh colliding and wet squelching were obscene.

His calves and feet dangled in the air. Do Yeonjae slid his arms under Kwon Jiho’s shoulders, holding his frail body tightly and thrusting as if to ruin him. Pressed down by his full weight, breathing became difficult. Fear surged that his body might split in half.

“Hmph, sob… ah, no…! Hng, it hurts, it hurts…!”

His struggling only spurred Do Yeonjae on. Pulling out completely before slamming back in, a hoarse moan burst from Kwon Jiho’s lips, which had been pleading for release.

“Hah… ah, aah…”

A throbbing pain spread slowly from his navel. If bruising could happen inside, it would surely be purple by now. Nothing could stay unscathed under such forceful pounding. Do Yeonjae relentlessly targeted one spot. Licking away the tears streaming from Kwon Jiho’s eyes, he thrust shallowly, biting his earlobe.

“The inside here, it’s gotten soft.”

“Sob… hng, stop… ah, Director, I want to stop… it hurts, it hurts.”

“Stop? Really?”

Kwon Jiho couldn’t answer immediately as Do Yeonjae licked his ear, asking. It felt like saying he wanted to stop would make everything end. His fingers, scratching Do Yeonjae’s firm shoulders, stilled. Under the steady gaze and subtle vibrations, Kwon Jiho hurriedly spoke.

“…More, I want more. It doesn’t hurt. It’s good… I like it.”

At his reply, Do Yeonjae released his pheromones, tailored for the Beta Kwon Jiho. A flood of pheromones showered him, making his body tremble. A sudden spark of pleasure parted his lips, letting moans slip out.

“Hng…”

“Feels good?”

“…Yes, yes. It’s good… I like it.”

Do Yeonjae, who had been moving slowly inside, pulled back and thrust repeatedly, laughing. Kwon Jiho’s immediate reaction to the pheromones amused him. It was entertaining to watch him naturally feign arousal. Unaware of Kwon Jiho’s manifestation, it was a natural thought.

Kwon Jiho closed his eyes against the heat spreading from deep within. Burrowing into Do Yeonjae’s embrace at the playful question about knowing what pheromones were, he whispered, “It’s embarrassing.” Do Yeonjae, not minding the hidden face, didn’t force him to look up.

“Eut… hng, ah…!”

“Should I finish inside?”

“Hng…! Yes, please, inside.”

Despite trying not to, his voice trailed off. The unfamiliar pleasure was new. Sex, usually like fireworks exploding in his stomach, now felt like an electric shock from his toes. Jolt-like pleasure burst sporadically. His member, rubbing against Do Yeonjae’s stomach, leaked semen freely.

Checking Kwon Jiho’s trembling lower half, Do Yeonjae changed positions. Flipping him onto his stomach, he raised his hips high. It was a deep-penetrating position. Though it once brought faint pleasure, now every angle felt overwhelmingly good.

Do Yeonjae’s lips trailed along Kwon Jiho’s spine. Whether pheromones lingered in his saliva or seeped into the bite marks, what would’ve stung now felt excessively stimulating.

“What do you feel?”

“Haa… no, ah… I don’t feel anything. Nothing…”

“Then why do you like it so much? Down here, it’s clinging to my cock, trembling and tightening like crazy.”

Do Yeonjae laughed at Kwon Jiho’s shuddering reaction. Releasing more pheromones he thought wouldn’t be felt, he moved. The hole, tightening around him with each deep thrust, was unusually hot.

“Ah… hng, D-Director… it’s deep, too deep.”

“I’ll finish soon, so hold on. It doesn’t hurt, right?”

“Eut, hng— ah…!”

Thick fluid, yet to be fully released from the unrelenting erection, dripped onto the sheets. Do Yeonjae thrust into the spot where Kwon Jiho had cried out in pain, pounding hard. Repeating the motion until the soft flesh of his buttocks flattened, he buried the tip deep and climaxed.

As hot semen spurted against the inner walls, Kwon Jiho trembled. Only his ragged breaths tickled Do Yeonjae’s ears as he slumped limply. Stroking the sweat-slicked spine, Do Yeonjae began moving again.

♬⋆.˚

For two days at Do Yeonjae’s villa, Kwon Jiho never once went to see the night sea. Caught in relentless arousal, he could only lose himself, trembling under its sway.

He clearly understood how pheromones affected sex. With each round, all he remembered was crying out in ecstasy, enveloped by Do Yeonjae’s member. Worried it might seem strange, he was relieved when Do Yeonjae called him pretty for feeling so much, sating his desires. It was, in a way, fortunate.

In Do Yeonjae’s constricting embrace, Kwon Jiho slowly blinked. Outside, the night had passed, and a dim dawn was breaking. Spotting the bluish dawn light through the swaying curtains, he let out a small breath. He couldn’t recall when his memory had cut off.

The faint sound of waves seeped through the tightly closed glass window. Seized by a brief desire to go outside, he lingered for a few minutes before mustering the courage. Gently lifting Do Yeonjae’s arm from across his chest, he crept out of bed.

Unable to find his clothes, he loosely donned the bathrobe given after washing. Lifting his small heels, he quietly crossed the bedroom. His heart pounded as if it might leap out. The thumping echoed in his ears. Though he knew Do Yeonjae was asleep, he kept glancing back, finally opening the door and stepping into the living room.

The living room was cooler than the warmth-trapped bedroom. After one more glance at the darkness-lifted outside, he headed for the entrance without delay. Fearing the sound of the door might wake Do Yeonjae, he decided to go out through the large living room window instead. Amazed at his own quick thinking, he didn’t stop moving.