Flower Fiancé Chapter 106

It was in an instant. Choi Moohyuk, gripping his shoulder tightly, pushed Ji Yeonwoo against the wall as he was and pressed their lips together. After rubbing and pressing against his lips, he sucked his lower lip, then tilted his head and buried his lips between the tender ear and neck. Biting and sucking as if to leave a mark, he then licked it with a wet tongue.

“Haah, ha… Yeonwoo.”

A tremor coexisted at the end of the name, filled with moans. He had never heard such a desperate voice before.

His mind was hazy from the dominant Alpha’s pheromones pouring over his entire body, but one thing seemed certain.

Choi Moohyuk’s instinct wanted Ji Yeonwoo. It wanted to hold him like crazy, to dig into his deepest parts and conquer him. The voice calling his name, the hands touching his body, the lips touching his skin—all were telling him everything.

Choi Moohyuk scanned Ji Yeonwoo with a flushed face and hot eyes. Between his half-lidded pupils and slightly parted lips, scorching hot breath flowed out.

Watching him struggle, his heart ached. Even while suffering from the rut, he couldn’t easily touch Ji Yeonwoo, afraid he might hurt him.

Ji Yeonwoo slowly reached his hand out toward Choi Moohyuk. Now it was Ji Yeonwoo’s turn. It was time to return what he had received from Choi Moohyuk all this time.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

“Haah, uht…”

“It’s okay not to hold back.”

As soon as his touch reached Choi Moohyuk’s flushed face, he flinched and his eyes closed.

“Now I’m here beside you.”

His white, slender fingers lightly pressed down on the furrow between his brows.

“I want to be helpful to you too.”

The thick eyebrows twitched, and his eyelids lifted.

“Yeah.”

When their eyes met again, his pupils were already completely tinged with gold.

“My Omega was here.”

Pressing their foreheads together, he cupped his face with both hands. His hands touching his skin were so hot they felt like they would burn. The pouring pheromones of the dominant Alpha grew increasingly thick. Just as he felt he couldn’t stand any longer, Choi Moohyuk collapsed over him.

It wasn’t a gentle kiss like usual. Like someone being chased, he sucked his lower lip and urgently thrust his tongue between their parted lips.

His thick tongue explored every corner of his mouth. Fluid, whose owner’s saliva it was unknown, dripped between their locked lips. As Choi Moohyuk leaned in with his weight, Ji Yeonwoo, unable to bear the burden, stumbled backward. Thud, thud, their irregular footsteps echoed and mingled on the marble hallway.

With a thump, Ji Yeonwoo’s back hit the door, and he flinched and curled up. But instead of pulling away, Choi Moohyuk braced one hand against the door and rolled his tongue.

He was short of breath. Gasping urgently, Ji Yeonwoo, who had only been receiving the pouring kisses, didn’t know what to do and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

“Ha-eu, Moohyuk, mmph!”

Barely pulling his lips away, Ji Yeonwoo took a deep breath. At the end of his unintentionally lowered gaze, he could see the outline of an erect organ, looking like it would burst through his swim trunks. Even from the silhouette alone, he could tell it was more swollen than usual.

Ji Yeonwoo unconsciously wore a tense expression and gulp, swallowed dryly. He had confidently said it would be okay because he was there, but imagining that large organ piercing his body made him suddenly afraid.

As he glanced up, Choi Moohyuk grabbed his chin and kissed him again. This time, he didn’t linger on his lips for long but pressed kisses along his chin, moving down to bury his face between his neck and collarbone, rubbing his lips there.

“The key card?”

A low, growling voice asked a short question. At the same time, an even thicker wave of pheromones began to pour out. Flinching and curling his body, Ji Yeonwoo pulled him close with trembling hands.

“In the back pocket of my pants…”

As he panted softly, a hand suddenly thrust in, as if to pierce through the back pocket. The fumbling movements as the thin key card wouldn’t be easily grasped stimulated his buttocks, and Ji Yeonwoo flinched again, pressing his body against Choi Moohyuk. Each time, the fully erect organ poked against his lower abdomen.

“Ha, fuck. Your pheromones… ha.”

“Euhng, ng!”

Burying his teeth into his neck, Choi Moohyuk let out a low moan and a curse. The hand gripping his waist tightened, then dug inside his shirt, wrapping around his back and shoulders.

Ha, haah. As the rough breathing echoed low in his ear, goosebumps rose all over his body. Just his rough breathing alone made his lower body feel tingly. Because he knew well that this was someone who wouldn’t even make a sound like this normally.

Finally, with the sound of the lock releasing, a strange light flickered in Choi Moohyuk’s eyes. He lifted Ji Yeonwoo in both arms, kissing him urgently, and entered the house.

The clothes they had started peeling off from the entrance were scattered like shed skin, leading all the way to the sofa.

Lying stretched out on the sofa, Ji Yeonwoo, holding Choi Moohyuk who had pounced on him, could only endure the overwhelming kisses. Pointing his tongue sharply, he explored every corner of his mouth, then entwined wetly. As he grew short of breath and tapped his back with his fist, Choi Moohyuk, as if finding it bothersome, caught both of his hands in one and pinned them above his head.

His two legs, still not having removed their shoes, dangled over the armrest. Choi Moohyuk, who had settled between his spread legs and positioned himself, rested one leg on the sofa and buried his face in Ji Yeonwoo’s chest.

Even with only half of his large body’s weight pressing down, the pressure was considerable. Normally, he would have controlled it with strength, but now, with his reason almost gone, Choi Moohyuk was driven by instinct and pressing Ji Yeonwoo relentlessly.

What should I do? The moment he thought that, he pulled up the water-dampened shirt. Pushing up the shirt and pinning both wrists together with one hand above his head, he suddenly buried his face in the hollow of Ji Yeonwoo’s exposed armpit and rolled his tongue.

“Ha, ah. Why there… euhng!”

Startled, Ji Yeonwoo squirmed and twisted his body. But Choi Moohyuk pressed down on Ji Yeonwoo’s twisting thigh with one knee and repeatedly kissed and licked his armpit until it was wet.

It was a sensation he had never experienced in his life. When he bit down with his teeth, a sharp pain was felt, but then his lower abdomen tickled and his body heated up. It felt exactly like when the heat cycle came.

As he was lost in hazy pleasure, letting out only faint moans, Choi Moohyuk moved his body and this time took the small, protruding nub into his mouth.

“Ah!”

Ji Yeonwoo let out a short, scream-like moan and opened his eyes wide. Electricity seemed to run all the way to his toes, piercing through his body. His organ, exposed outside his swim trunks, frantically jabbed at Ji Yeonwoo’s perineum, looking like it would pierce through any moment. While teasing the small nub with his tongue, he glanced up.

Ji Yeonwoo squeezed his eyes shut and squirmed helplessly. In response to the pheromones of an Alpha in estrus, the dominant Omega reacted honestly. Already, his lower body was unconsciously getting wet, and he was twitching, trying to meet the organ thrusting wildly against him.

“Ha.”

“Euhng, ah!”

Raising his body urgently, Choi Moohyuk pushed Ji Yeonwoo’s knees up until they touched his shoulders. Over his flexibly curled body, Choi Moohyuk leaned in.

“Is it hard?”

Pressing kisses on his teary eyes and cheeks, he asked languidly. Ji Yeonwoo sniffled softly but shook his head as if to say no. He wrapped his arms around his head and back and fully lifted him onto the sofa.

“It’s okay if I do what I want for just one day, right?”

“Heu, ha, are you going to spend the entire rut in one day?”

“…”

“Ah-ah, heu, heuhk.”

Looking at him, unable to answer, he suddenly burst into tears. He had no intention of backing down. So Ji Yeonwoo would have to spend a full day in rut with him. It was natural to feel scared and afraid.

“Don’t cry.”

“Moohyuk, heu, hup…”

“Yeonwoo, huh?”

Letting out a short moan, Choi Moohyuk, even while gasping for rough breath, carefully wrapped his arms around Ji Yeonwoo. Kissing his tearful eyes and the corners of his mouth felt like he was asking for permission.