The Sleepwalker’s Mansion Chapter 26

“You, y-you’re crazy?”

Marking? Did he know what marking meant to an omega and say such a thing? Marking was something done only to a lifelong partner. It was not a word that should come up in a relationship as immoral as this.

He was casually spouting a solemn topic that should emerge from a more sacred, more solid relationship, from a stable and comfortable bond, while arbitrarily opening his brother’s body and shoving his cock inside. Tears once again welled up in my eyes.

Seeing my wavering large eyes, Doha’s face sank coldly. A low voice flowed out from between his tightly clenched lips.

“If you don’t like marking, how about knotting.”

“Don’t say such things carelessly…!”

Knotting was even more something that absolutely should not happen between the two of us. While pierced by his massive cock, Doeon twisted his dry waist. The more he did, the more Doha pressed his groin firmly against him with a squish, crushing the baby pouch with the cock head.

“T-take it out…! I said take it out right now…!”

It was frightening. No matter how slim the pregnancy chance was for a recessive omega, every time he did this, it made him so anxious he couldn’t bear it. Why did he keep trying to cross the line? But the mockery didn’t end there.

“How about getting pregnant with my child and running away to live together.”

“No, I hate it…! I said no…!”

It was nonsense. He couldn’t run away anywhere. He had to keep his mother’s dying wish. He had to protect this mansion with his own hands. He couldn’t let anyone take it away. This mansion was the only thing left to him. It was the only thing of value.

Somehow holding out without any problems until Dad returned and normally inheriting the mansion was Doeon’s goal. No one could ruin that.

“Getting pregnant with my seed and having a swollen belly would look hot on you.”

“I hate it…! No, I said no…! That won’t happen…!”

The gray pupils looking down at the flailing Doeon sank a little. Doha grabbed Doeon’s sharp jaw and lifted it up. Suddenly, his head twisted to the side, and Doha’s lips covered the swollen, red lips.

“Mm, smack, smooch… smack….”

A hot tongue entered through the lip seam. It slowly traced the teeth, and the fine protrusions on the tongue tip stimulated the oral mucosa. The fleshy thing moving slyly like a snake’s tongue made him feel like he would lose his mind, so Doeon squeezed his eyes shut.

If the massive cock churning below was a bomb about to crush and burst the erogenous points, the tongue swimming cunningly in his mouth was soft enough to melt his brain fluid. As the prominent nose bridge tilted a bit more to the side, it brushed against Doeon’s neat nose bridge, and smack, smooch, transparent saliva dripped down from the corners of his mouth.

After savoring Doeon’s lips for a long while, Doha detached his lips with half-lidded eyes, and a thread-like thin strand of saliva stretched and snapped off with a plop.

“Every time you say you hate it, should I eat your mouth pussy?”

“I hate….”

He tried to say he hated it but bit his swollen red lips. Calling his mouth a mouth pussy in such a vulgar way was outrageous, but more than that, feeling regret over the tongue that had churned his mouth and then withdrawn was absurd.

“Looks like you don’t want your mouth pussy eaten.”

The sarcastic tone somehow felt bitter. Doeon felt a sense of guilt like he had done something wrong, making his mood strange. The wrong one was Doha. Before he could wipe the transparent saliva from the corners of his mouth, suddenly the cock thrust out from the rear hole all at once with a squelch.

“Haaa…! Ah, it hurts…!”

It was a savage withdrawal that made his buttocks float up into the air. The mucosa clinging to the cock shaft was dragged out long along the retreating cock. The reluctant red inner flesh soon settled into swollen wrinkles in the rear hole, twitching violently in the exact shape of the withdrawn cock. It looked just like it was groping for the missing cock.

Doeon reddened his eye rims from the stinging pain. Was he finally going to stop now? The thought that it was fortunate came at the same time as the regretful thought. Then suddenly, two hands struck his waist and turned his body around.

“Wh-why….”

The facing Doha had a glint in his gray pupils.

“If you don’t want your mouth pussy eaten, at least feed me your rear hole properly.”

“What…? Hey, wait…!”

In an instant, his waist was grabbed and lifted, and his back was laid down on the even lawn. The dew-laden damp grass tickled his back. The large build bent over in front of Doeon in a flash. Then he knelt between his thighs and took position.

“Se-Seo Doha… Wh-what are you…!”

Doha grabbed Doeon’s leg roots with both hands and pushed them up to his waist, lifting his buttocks slightly upward. At the edge of Doeon’s vision, the swollen hole bulging in a twitching manner caught his eye. The perineum spread wide open looked just like it was searching for the cock, embarrassing Doeon, who reached down with his hand.

“St-stop, d-don’t, I hate, I hate it…!”

“I told you not to say you hate it.”

The cock aimed vertically plunged down into the hole. In that moment, he couldn’t see or hear anything.

“Hng, haaa…!”

With a squish, Doha rubbed his abundant pubic hair against the perineum fully swallowing the cock root. The glans, after circling once and directly crushing the baby pouch, soon began to roughly churn the insides.

“Ha-ut, you’re, too, too deep, haang…!”

It hurt, yet a throaty moan mixed with nasal sounds burst out. Lightning flashed before his eyes, and his mind heightened with uncontrollable pleasure.

Thud thud, as he savagely slammed his waist down, Doeon shuddered with pleasure. His body, twitching finely, had its nipples, cooked crisp between the torn fabric, standing erect before he knew it. Doha, with his beastly gaze, couldn’t pretend not to notice.

“Our hyung’s got his milk pussy up. Is my cock that tasty?”

“Hng-ut, hnng, hng…!”

Doeon answered with moans. In a way, it could be heard as affirmative. Doha lifted the corner of his mouth in satisfaction and pinched the nipple raised like a pinky nail with his fingernail.

“Haaaang…!”

An electric current tingled through his chest. The pink-tinged milk pussy dyed purple and raised its head even higher toward the sky. Doeon’s white jade stem, wilted from the previous ejaculation, slowly swelled in volume and dripped clear Cowper’s fluid drop by drop.

“They say if you feel it well with your milk pussy, you’re lewd.”

As Doha flicked the erect milk pussy finely with both index fingers and added vigor to the thud thud cock pounding, Doeon shuddered and scattered tears.

“Haaaang…!”

The inner walls, scattered with sticky semen since yesterday, tightened their chewy inner flesh and endlessly chewed and swallowed the cock shaft. The glans catching at the cervix entrance was pressing the baby pouch, dangerously crossing the boundary.

“N-no, no, th-there, no, st-stop…!”

Doeon couldn’t endure it. The pleasure exceeding the limit made him let go of reason and cross the moral line he had drawn. He could only be savagely swept away by the waves of pleasure, not knowing how far it would go. Doha whispered wickedly.

“Hyung is lewd, right?”

“N-no, n-no, nooo… Hng-ut…!”

I’m not lewd. He had never lived a lascivious or promiscuous life. Even as his rear hole, grotesquely spread by the massive cock, once again drew the cock in like possessed, he considered himself far from lewd.

“You’re lewd, that’s why you seduced your own little brother.”

“Th-that’s because you, you first, hng-ut…!”

As if mocking his teeth, Doha leaned his upper body and took the taut, ripe nipple into his mouth in one go. It felt sweet like sucking on a wild strawberry. Doha sucked Doeon’s milk like a baby nursing from its mother.

“Ah, hng, hnng, too, too strong, haaang…!”

Irregular moans burst out successively according to the suction speed on the nipple. The nipple, which thickened more than others when aroused, was fun to churn with the tongue. It was a nipple worthy of being called a milk pussy.

Smack, smooch, smack. Doha was so focused on sucking the milk pussy that transparent saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. The nipple was so crisp it made him want to chew and eat it, while the wide areola surrounding it was endlessly soft.

As he wrapped the stiff nipple with his tongue and sucked it hard, and trampled the areola with the tongue tip, Doeon bucked his waist and shook his head. It felt like he would go mad. With a snap, he heard the sound of reason breaking. Even if Jung Taeseok was watching them right in front of his eyes, it felt like he couldn’t stop.

“Hak, hng-ut, hek, hng-ut…!”

As Doha sucked the nipple with pressure and gnawed it with his teeth, Doeon, with his flushed red face, grunted and trembled his lower jaw. His vision blurred, and a tinnitus beep- rang in his ears.

Thud, thud! Doha sucked up the milk pussy sloppily and slammed his waist down at a fast speed. The milk pussy and rear hole felt like they would turn into a muddy mess. In the extreme pleasure like fire igniting his chest and below, Doeon rolled back his eyes showing the whites and couldn’t even let out a moan.

The heavy cock was pushing aside the entrails and filling his belly entirely with its massive size. The hot heat, the rugged raised veins, all of it was felt like points stamped on the inner walls. The faster the speed, the more the mucosa gained stickiness and clung more chewy to the cock shaft without letting go. At that moment, Doha’s thigh twitched slightly.

“Hoo, you have to swallow all my seed water.”

“Ha-ut…! N-no, nooo…! Hng-ut…!”

The cock head arbitrarily thrust against the baby pouch entrance and began spurting cock fluid. Gulp gulp, the warm seed water splashing into the entrails everywhere was felt.

At the same time.

Spurt- spurt-.

Semen also erupted from the tip of the white jade stem. The thin milky fluid, unable to go far due to the opposing abdominal wall, flowed down Doha’s firm abdominal wall. Exhausted from the second ejaculation, Doeon panted and barely exhaled his breath.

“Ha… ha….”

Feeling Doeon’s body, which had been tensely wound, loosen up, Doha lifted his long eyes upward. Then, looking at Doeon’s blankly loosened pupils, he raised his upper body. Only then did he notice that Doeon had ejaculated on his abdominal wall.

“Shouldn’t you thank me?”

“……?”

“Because thanks to me, you found out you have a natural body that only goes from behind.”

“…….”

Thank him?

This was no different from a curse. Like cold water poured over him, his hazy mind cleared a little. But he had no energy to retort the jeering mockery mixed with taunt about dirtying his abdominal wall. Instead of answering, Doeon closed his eyes.

As he closed his eyes, the fresh scent of crushed grass water on his back rushed into his nose. The fresh scent piercing through Doha’s thick pheromones was endlessly bitter.

When he opened his eyes to the chilling cold, darkness once again filled his view. Cold and dry air. And a damp, humid smell. An uneasy sense of déjà vu washed over him. Overcoming the pulling pain in his temple nerves, he groped with his hand. A cold floor covered in dust met his hand. It felt familiar somewhere.

Basement. This is the basement.

When did I come down to the basement?

He tried to recall the reason he had come to the basement, but he couldn’t remember. More than that, he needed to remember when he had fallen asleep first. But even that he couldn’t recall. After being tormented by Doha in the garden, he returned to his room and washed his body, and after that… After that, it was like a blackout; he couldn’t remember. First, he needed to turn on the light. He groped the wall and flipped the switch on the wall.

Click.

When the incandescent light turned on, the room filled densely with mirrors on the walls was revealed. There, his own figure standing alone for no reason was visible from all sides. Even though he was alone, the creepy feeling of not being alone made goosebumps rise.

His somnambulism and sleepwalking were getting worse and worse. If this continued, he could be found out by Doha and Dad. Until he safely inherited the mansion, he had to live pretending to be a normal person.

Though he had already been found out by Doha as a recessive omega, wasn’t he enduring harsh torment with his whole body to seal those lips? He was enduring solely for that.

Doha, who seemed bored with the room, would soon grow tired of him. Things like wanting to impregnate him or run away. To such a Doha, any admonishment based on common sense was nothing but empty words that fanned the heat of the immoral deeds. If he returned to where he originally belonged, he would live well without even thinking of a defective recessive omega brother like him.

The talk that Dad would bring his fiancée and live until the marriage and then sell this mansion was purely Doha’s words and an unproven fact. It could be a lie to scare him.

When Dad returned, he had to show the reliable image of the eldest son taking good care of Doha, who might bolt anywhere, and protecting the house, and somehow win his favor to receive the help needed for the inheritance procedures from Dad.

I just need to keep my mind straight. Seo Doeon. Get a grip.

He needed to hurry back to his room. It was when Doeon tried to turn off the basement light again.