Pheromone Off Chapter 44

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Could this be a dream?

“Gasp— gasp.”

It certainly feels like a dream….

Inside the quiet room. Atop the rattling bed, Hajin, with a soul-less face, was being shaken along with the other’s movements. It was a face devoid of any sense of reality.

“Gasp, khh.”

“Ha… hah, ooh…”

Hajin could not tell how he had come to this situation. He had been caught by him inside the bathtub, and kissed. Colliding their mouths recklessly and mixing tongues, he had ruthlessly torn and shredded Hajin’s clothes. There was not a single shred of reason left in him. Only a struggle to escape the painful estrus existed. Hajin was surprised by his appearance, which was more violent than expected, and tried to calm him down, but words wouldn’t get through to begin with.

He knows this kind of appearance; it was an appearance he had seen several times due to Seong Suhyun. An appearance of a person being faithful only to instincts that didn’t even seem human, only to sexual desire. An appearance that was foreign and hair-raising to him, a Beta.

“Ha, ugh, you have to touch it, properly.”

He forcefully made him touch his penis, and in the meantime, like a beast, fumbled and searched for the place to welcome that penis.

“Here. Here.”

Like a beast that had discovered prey, he poked into the hole without hesitation. And dripping saliva, while keeping only his eyes locked, collided their mouths and mixed tongues. It was a strange feeling. While Hajin felt a sense of fear at this act without a single shred of his consent and trembled with dread, on the other hand, a side of his chest swelled at his appearance of craving him.

Furthermore, funny enough, even while acting roughly and fiercely, he occasionally asked him.

“Ha… does it hurt?”

Despite lacking a single shred of reason, and despite having pupils that were even blurred. Poking his hole with his fingers and pushing his penis in, he continuously asked.

“Does it hurt? Gasp—, ugh, if it hurts… haaa….”

Sweating at the act that had been continuing for several hours, he asked unconsciously. His illusion that he was worrying about him beyond that consciousness lasted only for a moment; continuing his violent waist movements, he whispered to him.

“Tell me, if it hurts… Yeonwoo.”

Roughly the fifth time. He was calling him by that name. As if it were a habit.

“Ha… why does it feel like it’s tightening more than usual?”

Thud, thud. Ramming and shaking several times into the hole where not a single drop of slick came out, he continued his thrusting mercilessly. At first, his breathing hole was choked up at the pain that felt like tearing, but from a certain moment, things that he couldn’t tell were pain or pleasure poured down upon him. When several hours had passed, Hajin was aroused enough to have an illusion that he himself was enjoying this act.

However, unlike his heated body, his mind was dim. He couldn’t distinguish whether it was reality or a dream, and it felt like his brain was turning numb.

“Haa… stop….”

His underneath became sloppy with his semen. Every time the squelching sound echoed, Hajin, out of the shame barely remaining, pathetically gripped only the sheet. Even though several hours had passed, Kwon Sayoung’s condition showed no sign of improving. Not his blurring pupils, nor his abnormally gasping breath. Even his groans complaining of pain showed no improvement whatsoever. Even though he ejaculated inside him several times, he was still in a ferocious state.

He knew well that a rut didn’t end in a matter of hours. But even so, he thought there should be a sign of improving even slightly. At least enough to be able to recognize who the person he was holding was.

“Spread your legs.”

He growled fiercely, fixing Hajin’s two legs which were habitually closing. He couldn’t control the tears pouring down physiologically at the act that felt like violence. His face was already completely covered in tears from the pain that felt like tearing. Because he was forcefully kissed, his lips were torn, and both his cheeks were mottled from the arousal. Shaking his mangled face, Hajin narrowed his two legs as if rebelling. But even in the midst of being out of his mind, the man displayed a monstrous strength. It was to the point where bruise marks were left all over his crotch, thighs, calves, arms, ankles, and so on, which he had grabbed.

“I— I hate it….”

“Ha… if you keep— hooo, doing that, it won’t go in all the way.”

Looking down at him with bloodshot eyes, he barely spoke as if coaxing him, but that was full of a purpose entirely due to his own lust. Hajin continuously shook his head.

“…I hate it, hate— ugh!”

“Hate it, my foot….”

He pushed both hands back inside his inner crotch, spreading and pinning them back like a frog’s legs. His embarrassing private part was exposed as it was, so Hajin turned his head and pressed his two eyes tightly shut. Blended with shame, humiliation, and wretchedness, all emotions were the worst.

“You like it… when I put it inside your womb and ejaculate.”

“…No, I don’t. I’ve never done that.”

“Never, my foot…. Even after begging me to ejaculate… begging me to get you pregnant….”

No. That is not him. Hajin pressed his two ears tightly shut at his words spoken as he failed to recognize the opponent. At his appearance of denying it to the end, he knitted his brows and, without a single shred of hesitation, pushed his penis, which had only its tip inside, all the way to the root.

With a thud! sound, Hajin’s waist bent roundly.

“Ugh—!”

At the pleasure rammed deep inside, Hajin’s entire body convulsed finely. From his upturned eyelashes to his tightly extended toes, everything trembled wildly.

“Should I ejaculate?”

“Hah… haaa… ha…”

“Shall I ejaculate for you?”

Interrogating the soul-less Hajin, he finely slathered his penis. Even in the midst of being out of his soul, Hajin shook his head. He hated it. No matter, no matter how much… he liked it, even if this situation filled one side of his desires on one hand, he terribly hated being confused with him. He should have just, just called him quickly. Long ago… long ago just… shouldn’t have been greedy in the slightest.

“You wanted it— gasp… whew… isn’t that right…?”

“N— No… no… that, that… it’s not me….”

“It’s not? Ha…”

Even while speaking, he had a face as if he didn’t know what he was saying. Just looking at him spitting out vulgar words unlike his refined face, it was fully possible to tell how out of his mind he was. Even though he knew it, he was being hurt by the man who didn’t even have a proper consciousness.

He unconsciously continued his waist movements. Every time his penis slipped out and plunged in, sticky fluid splattered onto his crotch and thighs between the junction. Every time he ruthlessly pistoned, Hajin crawled onto the bed on all fours to escape, but he caught his ankle and forcefully thrust it in. His penis reached a place that could absolutely not be reached, and from Hajin’s penis, water-like semen weakly squirted out, pick, pick. Hajin too could not even remember how many times he had ejaculated.

“Haa… st— stop… I came….”

“Whew… stop fidgeting around. Gasp, because it’s uncomfortable— to cock-fuck.”

He was treating him thoroughly as a cum-dump. Like an existence meant for putting it in, ramming, and ejaculating, he didn’t show a single shred of mercy.

“Just why on earth is it this tight, continuously—.”

Even though his semen was fully acting as a lubricant, he complained of discomfort as if it felt tight.

“It’s tight and… whew, it doesn’t stretch either… fuck.”

Even while pistoning to the extent where both sides of his butt cheeks went hollow, whether he felt an oddity, he glanced at Hajin’s gaping hole with narrowed eyes. It was clear he was still mistaking him for someone else. It was only natural. Because he was not an Omega.

“Be— Because I’m a Beta…”

“There’s no way.”

“Hng… ugh….”

“The smell… if it’s not a pheromone, this smell…”

Burying his nose in his nape, he murmured incomprehensible words. His indistinct murmurs, failing to perceive the situation, kept repeating, but Hajin was out of his mind and couldn’t even catch them properly. That was for good reason.

“Gasp, haah… hng, khh—!”

Despite it being tight and no slick coming out, with a face dazed with pleasure, he did not stop his rough and fast movements. He was feeling a tremendous satisfaction, to the point of gasping for breath occasionally.

Even though an Omega pheromone could not gather his pheromones, Kwon Sayoung, looking more out of his reason than usual, could not stop his uncharacteristically squalid movements.

“Spread them… properly.”

“Ha… I— I ha… ha ooh.”

“Only if you spread them properly— can I properly, whew, ejaculate for you.”

“…Ugh I hate it… hate it, I hate it… hyung….”

Even though he had already ejaculated several times, Hajin, with a crying face saying he hated it, endlessly shook his head. Holding onto Kwon Sayoung’s arm, he called him anxiously, saying hyung, and begged, but Kwon Sayoung’s breath somehow grew hotter.

“Ha… fuck…”

With breaking pupils, only then did he properly look down at Hajin’s face, who was crying and clinging to him. Tearful pupils, both cheeks full of tear marks, the corners of his mouth burst from kissing—only then did Kwon Sayoung, his focus aligned, halt. At that moment, Hajin’s pupils grew horrifyingly large.

“Wa— Wait… why, why is it growing bigger— ahugh!!”

“Gasp… gasp….”

As his focus aligned, the inside of Kwon Sayoung’s head began to turn hotter than before.

“Hyung—, hyung… hyung… n— no… ha, ha, ugh!”

“Do not, move.”

Veins rose mercilessly on his Adam’s apple. His voice, chewed out with his molars, was tightly heated up to a painful degree.