Pheromone Off Chapter 45

“Gasp…. Ugh—.”

That was the same for Hajin as well. As his penis, filled all the way inside his womb, began to swell, Hajin twisted his entire body. He flailed around thinking he was going to die, but later on, he couldn’t even move. As a pain that was more than enough to tear him filled all the way to his womb, Hajin’s eye area trembled as if he were about to faint.

“Stay still… khh…. Stay still….”

Trapping the convulsing Hajin inside his arms, he whispered like a monologue. As if soothing a mate who was suffering because of him.

“It hurts, ah… it hurts, ugh.”

At the pain that filled him to the point where he couldn’t even breathe, Hajin whined and sobbed like a child. His entire body ached more than the time Seong Suhyun had pushed him down the stairs. He wanted to be liberated from this pain right away, but his body was trapped and couldn’t budge.

“It hurts, it hurts… it hurts, oo, hng.”

“Ha… ugh.”

Kwon Sayoung gripped the sobbing Hajin’s face and fiercely heaved his body. It was the same for him being flustered as well. Knotting. It wasn’t a symptom that unconditionally showed up just because one was an Alpha or because it was a rut. A knotting, which occurs when a male instinctively feels the opponent as a mate, or when he cannot control an arousal that goes beyond a rut, and when he unconditionally wants to get the opponent in front of his eyes pregnant, was foreign to Kwon Sayoung too.

Even when a rut came, Kwon Sayoung always tried desperately to hold onto his reason. Because he knew well that if he opened up his pheromones according to instinct, a tremendous blow would go to the opponent. When he had unthinkingly spent a rut once upon a time, the opponent couldn’t even breathe and had collapsed. Whether he had inherited the dominant trait the most terribly among the three siblings, the opponent had been carried out several times during a rut when pheromone regulation was difficult. The only one whose compatibility matched even a little was Seong Yeonwoo, who was a dominant Omega. But even he found it heavy to take it occasionally, collapsing a few times while bleeding from his nose.

Therefore, Kwon Sayoung always had to ingest pheromone regulators even during a rut, and even if his reason tried to break down, he had to endure with mental strength. Thus, he had never once recklessly opened his suppressed pheromones. At the hospital diagnosis that the opponent could die of shock if things went wrong, Kwon Sayoung had to endure that way every time. So, far from properly spending a rut, knotting was all the more impossible. At a moment when even a rut had to be controlled, he couldn’t be so absorbed in sexual desire that a knotting would occur. Not only did he lack the urge to do so, but those acts were all treated by him like a bothersome matter.

“It hur— ugh, no. No, you can’t— if you move, hah, augh!!”

Kwon Sayoung looked down at the struggling Hajin and let out a rough breath. To think that he was knotting. Something was definitely wrong. Just what did he make him take?

“Hy— Hyung—, it hurts, do— don’t move, please! Ple— haagh!”

Not enough with having knotted into the opponent, his waist began to move unconsciously. Even though the opponent was wailing in pain, Kwon Sayoung heaved his lower body with pupils that had lost their eye light.

“Gasp, gasp— khh, khh. Ha, fuck, it’s good… fuck….”

“Hagh! Ugh, hng!”

“Ha—, I’ll ejaculate for you, inside you, khh.”

“Mmh, ugh, ugh!”

“To the point your belly bursts— eh? Ha, you want it… right?”

Gleaming his pupils blindly, he pressed for an answer. Inside the room, an intense and chilling pheromone hovered, enough to make a few Omegas faint. Continuously imprinting the terrible pheromone onto the opponent, Kwon Sayoung did not stop his movements. No matter how much he released his pheromones, the opponent was fine. Of course, he struggled in a different sense, but he didn’t hover between life and death due to a shock coming like other opponents.

Kwon Sayoung’s pupils grew a layer darker. Then, biting the opponent’s nape, he unleashed everything he had concentrated. He did not stop his movements that had escaped control. At that, Hajin’s body convulsed painfully, but he instinctively wrapped his two legs around his body. He pressed him in the midst of the pain of wishing he would slip out quickly, and conversely, the pleasure spreading inside the numbed pain. Telling him to ejaculate, begging him to ejaculate.

“Ha… it hur— oo.”

Hajin let out moans and sobbed at the same time. Between his blurring consciousness, his appearance of gasping frantically came into view. Seeing him, who was refined and stickled for propriety, being this aroused, a subtle emotion flickered. He was miserable at himself for liking that appearance of him being aroused by him even though it was this painful. Because he was miserable and pathetic, tears flowed down randomly.

“Soon… you will get used to it.”

But whether he thought Hajin was crying simply because it hurt, he soothed him while heaving and drawing in breaths that felt like they would cut off.

“Ha… don’t cry.”

Gathering the unstoppable tears into his mouth, he whispered. Even while soothing and soothing, he did not stop his thrusting. Hajin unconsciously opened both arms and drew him into an embrace. He too allowed himself to be held by those arms and naturally overlapped their lips. Between the overlapped lips, their two tongues entangled as if they had been waiting. Rather than the squelching lower body, the wet sound leaking between the two lips where their tongues entangled was more distinct. As if having given up on everything, Hajin closed his two eyes and caressed his face. He leaned his face into Hajin’s touch and ferociously swallowed his tongue.

Until the dawn broke, the bed continued to shake. Inside the room where only terrible pheromones, moans, and groans were rampant, the smell of semen and body fluids hovered like air. On the bed, or on the floor, or near the window side, changing positions and locations several times, they continued the act as if they had laid everything down. Every time their two dazed gazes entangled, they kissed and mixed tongues. Every time, secret emotions and senses hidden by instinct and lust tangled together like a ball of yarn.

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The sunlight leaking minutely between the blackout curtains pierced Hajin’s eye area. Hajin’s eye area, which had been slouching like a corpse, flinched for a moment. And his eyelids, which had stopped as if hesitating to open his eyes, slowly began to open. Between the opened eyelids, clear pupils where a blue light hovered faintly were revealed. His uniquely nonchalant pupils blankly stared into space.

It hurts.

The thing felt as soon as he opened his eyes was pain. A pain as if his entire body had been beaten and broken, as if his bones were cracked, rushed in, so he couldn’t even budge. Along with that, even his mind had gone blank, so Hajin couldn’t move for a long time even after opening his eyes.

“Haa…”

He had to get up, but Hajin, who couldn’t even budge a single finger, continuously groaned. His body being unable to budge was a problem too, but not being able to tell just how many days and nights had passed was a bigger problem. He had a shoot too, and he had to go out to the company for advertisement work….

For a few days, Hajin had to be trapped inside this room. Caught by Kwon Sayoung, he was continuously tormented, and it repeated that when he opened his eyes after fainting, he was still caught by him and being shaken. He had no sense of time. Through the gap of the curtains hiding the window, the sunlight repeated entering and disappearing.

Only a long time after opening his eyes did Hajin begin to squirm. Moving while exerting his utmost strength, he couldn’t balance properly and ended up falling atop the bed. In a fallen state, Hajin crawled on all fours and searched for his phone. But while he was discouraged because he couldn’t find it no matter how much he rummaged, something streamed down beneath his lower body that wasn’t wearing a single shred of thread. Hajin, who was crawling on his knees, blankly stared at the fluid streaming down beneath his thighs. Having shunk back as if he were broken, Hajin soon recognized the identity of the fluid and hurriedly wiped it away with his bare hands. But even though he kept wiping the fluid away, it poured down from his hole again.

“Ah fuck… seriously…”

His sense of shame lasted only for a moment; strangely, something welled up and his eye area grew hot. He couldn’t understand this situation either, and it still felt like an illusion. Thinking about having rolled around like a beast for several days straight, his mind truly turned dim.

Dejected, Hajin took a kneeling position, plunging his face toward the floor and rumpling his hair. His complicated thoughts wouldn’t be sorted out in the slightest. It was then.

Click.

The bathroom door opened, and his appearance of coming out while shaking his wet hair with only his lower body covered with a towel came into view. Hajin stared blankly at that appearance, and then flailed around to escape urgently. The moment he tried to forcefully raise his body that wouldn’t move, strength wouldn’t enter his lower body, and he ended up plopping right down.

“Ugh.”

Just what on earth had they done over the few days, bruises had already risen on his knees, so every time he fell, the pain was even harsher. Hajin let out a deep sigh, discouraged by his body that wouldn’t follow along properly.

“Running away now, what are you going to do.”

Kwon Sayoung, who watched such struggles of Hajin, continued speaking lowly. Hearing his calm voice, it seemed he had returned to his right mind only now. Even having washed up cleanly, he looked to be in extremely good condition. Rather, to the extent his face shined, a tired look could not be found, and he was neat.

“Th— Th— That…”

Hajin wanted to say something, but he couldn’t continue his words easily. He couldn’t find his bearings on just what kind of words he should bring out. However, the opponent looked excessively calm.

“…An estrus inducer.”

Leaning his body slightly against the bathroom door frame, he tossed out the words.

“The thing you made me take.”

“…”

“It’s an estrus inducer.”

Somehow, his somewhat sunken pupils were cold. Hajin, who had been merely listening blankly to his words, could understand the meaning of his words only then.

Don’t tell me…

“You pretended to worry, yet you know how to plot a matter like this too.”

“…No… I…”

“Since they said it’s a rut and whatnot, did you think it was an opportunity?”

The pupils interrogating him, the tone of voice pressing for an answer. Hajin could not help but have his speech blocked at his appearance of thinking that he had plotted this entire situation.